The phone rang, and Sascha answered.
“Hey, Sascha,” a giddy female voice said. Helene sounded happy. Life in Switzerland must have been treating her well.
“Hey, how are you doing? Is everything all right?”
“We’re fine, just fine. The past few weeks have been crazy, with the move, getting settled, new schools. You know what it’s like, been there, done that, eh?” Her laughter sounded genuine, and that pleased Sascha.
“How did your father take the news?” Might as well take the bull by the horns. Sascha hadn’t heard anything about how Paul and Lotti had reacted to their daughter’s plans to move to Switzerland.
“They’re coming down here for the weekend. Is it okay if we put them in your room?” she asked.
“Sure,” Sascha agreed, stunned to hear Helene’s parents would be visiting her and Mike.
Helene must have picked up on his confusion because she explained, “I’ve no clue what had transpired while I was in Switzerland, but when we got home, Dad was like a lamb, almost eerie, you know. He’s been so nice and kind. Ha, maybe he was just happy to get Mike out of his sight. We’ll see how the weekend progresses. I’ll keep you guys posted. Gotta run now. Just wanted to say hi and check in on you. Give Dan and the boys a kiss and a big hug, will you? Oh, and Sascha, thanks again for that text message. You do have an amazing sense of timing.”
“Don’t mention it,” Sascha replied, pleased by her compliment, “and don’t worry about the house. It’s yours now, remember?”
Just as they hung up, Dan walked into the apartment, coming back from his evening run. “Who was that?” he asked.
“Helene. She says hi and asked me to kiss you on the lips.” Sascha crossed the few steps over to his husband.
“I seriously doubt that, but thanks.” Dan was dripping with sweat. “Is everything okay with her and Mike? I gotta shower.”
He walked toward the bathroom, and Sascha followed him.
“Yeah, all’s well, it seems.”
“Boys asleep?” Dan undressed and tossed the wet clothes into a heap in the corner of their bathroom. Sascha marveled at the sight before him, his crotch stirring as he beheld his husband climbing into the shower.
“Yeah, they were out like lights the moment their heads hit the pillow. I guess school’s taking its toll.” He watched his man lather himself up with soap, not missing a spot, right there in front of his eyes.
Sascha thought back to the events of the past few weeks and months, to Mitch, to his mother’s funeral, Dan’s confession, and how all of that had brought them closer than ever before. He loved this man. He loved him so much, and he wanted nothing more than to be fully his for the rest of his life.
A strange feeling washed over him. It was an extraordinary sensation of reaching a crossroads in his life, when all the pieces of the puzzle suddenly fall into place. Warm energy pulsated through Sascha’s body. His heartbeat quickened, and his throat felt slightly dry, full of anticipation.
He started to undress, slowly. Then he walked toward the shower, treading carefully, savoring the moment.
Dan noticed his approach, noticed the look in his eyes, and his crotch responded immediately.
That night, the two of them finally tore down the final wall that stood between them, and when they reached their climax, Dan deep inside Sascha, the sensation was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced. They were one. Finally, they were whole.
End
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