Chapter Eleven

 

 

 

“Hold on,” Clark said, lifting a hand. “You’re telling me that Tae Won Kim, mister prim and proper, was a pint-sized nudist?”

Rae grinned but nodded. Clark laughed harder. “Do you have any pictures?”

“Oh, yes.” Rae beamed. “I’ll show you when I get back over to my place. I have quite a few actually.”

“Eomeoni!” Tae moaned.

“Wait, you’re telling me that you boys have seen each other naked, but you’re still embarrassed at him seeing your baby nudes?” Rae asked. “How does that even work?”

Clark grinned.

“It just is,” Tae told her.

Clark enjoyed their back and forth at the dinner table. It was light, airy and full of love. He watched Tae closely, the way he interacted with his mother, the way his eyes lit up when they told a story together. It seemed that, aside from his father dying, Tae’s life was full of life and laughter. He’d added a few words here and there but enjoyed hearing them speak of Korea and their move to North America and the family vacations they’d gone on. With dinner over, they had hangwa, a Korean sweet Clark had never had before but found it delicious.

Rae explained it was made with grain flour, honey, sugar, something called yeot and fruits. Though Rae went on to tell him what yeot was, Clark was no longer listening, for his mouth was in sweet heaven.

Once the night settled down, he washed the dishes while Tae helped his mother in the shower. Though Tae told him to use the dishwasher, Clark didn’t see the point. There weren’t enough plates for a full load anyway. He hummed to himself while he washed, thinking this could be his life. Going to work, coming home to dinner with his husband and being quite happy doing so, but would Clark be content with working as a server?

What the hell kind of question is that?

He sighed and was glad when his cell rang, interrupting his descent into overthinking madness. Drying his hands, he darted from the kitchen to grab it. “Hello?”

“Dude, you busy tonight?” Paolo asked.

“Kinda. Spending some time with Tae and his mom.”

“Oh.”

“Why?”

“Drew and I are heading down to Purgatory. Thought you’d want to join.”

“Sorry, man. But we’re still on for tomorrow, right?”

“You know it,” Paolo said. “I was secretly hoping you’d say no to tonight. It’s the first time Drew and I have had a chance to be alone together, if you know what I mean.”

Clark laughed. “Glad I could help. So you two are going to try the dating thing, then?”

“Yup. I’ll tell you more tomorrow,” Paolo promised. “Have a good time with your— Wait, we still doing that dinner next week?”

“Crap! I haven’t told him yet. Let me talk to him and tell you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay. Have a good night.”

“Have fun tonight, Paolo. You two deserve something good.”

“Thanks, C… Thanks a lot.”

Their conversation ended as Tae returned and wrapped his arms around Clark from behind.

“Everything okay?” Tae asked.

“Yeah. Paolo and Drew—my best friends—are having a boy’s night tonight.”

“Oh. Did you wish to go?”

“No.” Clark turned in the circle of Tae’s arms and looked into his eyes. “What I wish is for you to take me into that bedroom, lock the door and see how quiet I can be.” He slid his hands down to the front of Tae’s pants to the bulge forming there and squeezed.

Tae moaned and returned the favor by pinching Clark’s nipples. Clark gasped.

“If you can remain quiet,” Tae whispered, nibbling against Clark’s neck, “I will reward you.”

“Oh?” Clark sighed, melting into Tae’s neck.

“Have you ever topped a man?”

Clark’s heart slammed into his chest. “Yes. But you’re not a bottom.”

“Not always.” Tae grinned and walked off toward the stairs.

Nervous, Clark rushed after him. “Wait! You can’t drop something like that on a guy and leave. What do you really mean?”

“I mean, if you pass this test, I’ll let you take this ass as many times as you want, anyway you want it. Is that a deal?”

Clark’s dick perked up and became ramrod stiff. Just the thought of Tae’s beautiful ass hiked in the air with Clark’s dark dick disappearing between those tan cheeks made him want to orgasm right there. “Oh, hell yes, you’ve got a deal!”

That was the only motivation Clark needed. In the bedroom, he stripped down and sat on the edge of the bed. He stared at Tae’s frame. He couldn’t believe how handsome and muscular Tae was. Leaning back on his palms, he kept his eyes on Tae’s movements from the way he stripped to him digging through the bedside drawer to produce lube and condoms. Clark thought he would lose his mind if he didn’t get to touch and taste Tae soon. In fact, to quell the need, he chewed on his bottom lip until Tae stood directly before him, Clark couldn’t stop himself. He leaned forward, tongue extended to lick a wet trail up Tae’s body. He stopped to suck on a taut nipple and was rewarded by a soft sigh from Tae.

Within the dim lighting of the room, Tae laid him back on the bed and made love to Clark. The way Tae touched Clark was different from in the park, different from that first night at dinner—it was more profound, softer and more meaningful. Every kiss or gentle trail of Tae’s fingertips tugged on Clark’s heart before sending flames rushing through Clark’s veins.

They rolled against the bed, Clark trying to breathe, but failing. Everything about Tae consumed him, forcing him to come to terms with how quickly he was falling. With their bodies intertwined, Clark pressed his face into Tae’s neck to stop the shout of utter joy soaring through him. His orgasm left him weak and panting. Though he had to fight his for his mind and muscles to work, Clark wrapped his arms around Tae’s shoulders and cuddled into his chest.

“That was different,” he managed. “You felt that, right?”

Tae sighed. “Yes. It was impossible not to.”

“Good,” Clark whispered. “I’m just glad I wasn’t the only one feeling it.”

“No. Listen, get some rest then gear up for round two,” Tae told him. “You were very quiet through round one.”

“Admit it, even if I failed miserably, you’d have still let me have it.”

Tae laughed. “Yes, because you have the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. I should have taken it sooner.”

Clark kissed him. “Better late than never.”

 

It’d been almost three years since Tae had bottomed. It was to the one man he’d thought would be his forever. The thing was, what he’d had with Ri Ji was nothing like what he had with Clark. Lying on his back, Tae spread himself for Clark, enjoying the feel of Clark’s tongue sliding between his ass cheeks. Though he wanted to grab the back of Clark’s head, he gripped the sheets instead and lifted his ass to add a little more friction. Then Clark grabbed his dick and started stroking him. Tae bit into his left wrist, for if he hadn’t, he knew he’d wake his mother up.

Just when he thought he’d climax, Clark released him. They were both breathing hard, their gazes locked. Without looking away, Clark readied himself. Knowing what was to come, Tae held his breath, set a pillow under his ass and opened his legs wider.

At first, all he felt was the head of Clark’s beautiful dick sliding over his ring. Then it entered him and Tae lost his mind. He arched into the bed before digging his fingers into Clark’s buttocks. Clark’s pumping motion drew Tae closer to the end.

“Please,” Tae whispered. “Harder.”

Clark did as Tae pleaded and soon Tae couldn’t think anymore. Having Clark fuck him wasn’t what he’d thought it would be—it was better. He found himself trembling and whimpering. He begged Clark for things he’d never ever done before. Then Clark withdrew and turned him over. Clark took him from behind. Tae cried out then. He just couldn’t stop the sound from erupting from his body. Bracing his forehead on the bed, Tae opened himself even more to Clark. “Please, fuck me!” Tae pleaded. “Fuck me.”

Tae was able to hold on to some measure of control—that is until Clark grabbed his hair, pulled his neck back and began really riding him. Then it all went out of the window. The sudden roughness coupled with Clark hitting his spot repeatedly made his toes curl and his cock exploded beneath him. Tae whimpered and slipped to his stomach on the bed with Clark heavy above him.

Clark pulled away but Tae didn’t let him go far. He quickly turned around, wrapped his arms around Clark and dropped him on his back. Tae rolled the condom off him and replaced it with his mouth.

“Tae—damn!” Clark whispered. “You’ve never been this—this—yes!”

While fondling Clark’s balls with one hand and finger-fucking him with the other, Tae used his mouth to suck Clark. He’d always loved tasting him, feeling Clark come between his lips. Tae was rewarded with a hot load on his tongue. He swallowed and continued sucking, listening to Clark’s subdued cries.

“I wish I could scream for you,” Clark panted, caressing Tae’s shoulders while Tae licked at him. The aftershocks of his climax rippled through him, causing his body to jerk a few times. “I wanted to scream for you.”

Tae sighed and climbed up Clark’s body. “I love it when you scream for me,” he replied. “I always enjoy watching your body come alive under my tongue, fingers and cock. But what we just did was no doubt still spectacular.”

“It was.”

“I’ve never been fucked like that before,” Tae admitted, tucking his hair behind his ears to lean in for a kiss. “I’m still pulsing from it.”

“Is that a good thing?”

Tae moaned, closed his eyes and smiled. He remembered how deep Clark was inside him and just how wild he felt because of it. “Oh, most definitely. It is a very good thing.”