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Brandon was careful to balance most of his weight on his forearms in deference to Nate s still-tender
abdomen. He glanced down at Nate s firm stomach and well-defined chest.  You are the most beautiful
thing I ve ever seen. Nate sighed when Brandon returned to sucking on his neck. The sighs turned to
gasps as Bran increased the suction on his neck.
 No fair. You ve already seen me naked. I want to see all of you, angel. You re so perfect. I want to
touch what s mine.
Brandon didn t have to be told twice. He stood up and pulled his boxers off, casting them on top of the
pile of shirts. Nate reached for him, but he shook his head.  You re next. Come here and take those off.
Nate stood next to him and wriggled out of his shorts. Brandon pulled Nate tight against him and kissed
him with savage ownership. His breathing was ragged, on the edge of control, his erection and Nate s
locked together between them.
 You re mine, Nathan. I m going to take you now.
Nate couldn t have protested if he d wanted to, which he didn t. His mouth was dry and his body was on
fire. In silent consent, he lay down on the bed, spread his legs, and offered himself.
Brandon grabbed the tube from the pharmacy and squeezed some onto his fingers. He said,  It ll be
easier on your arm with you lying on your back like this. I m going to get you ready now, love. If I hurt
you, tell me and I ll stop.
 You could never hurt me. I want you, Brandon. Now. Please.
Brandon worked the gel with his fingers, warming it. Nate jumped when Brandon s index finger made
contact with his virgin flesh, but he soon settled as Brandon began preparing his body for what was to
come. He tensed slightly when Bran s finger gained entry. Brandon stopped, but Nate shook his head.
 Don t stop. It feels good. Different, but good.
Brandon nodded.  If you like that, you ll love this. He touched a place deep inside and Nate was sure
he d been zapped with a dozen volts of electrical current. Brandon added another finger, increasing the
pressure on that same spot. Nate s hips came off the bed, and he grunted in pleasure.
 Please, Brandon. I m ready. Make love to me.
Brand slicked himself with more of the gel and moved into position. Nate felt intense pressure but little
pain as Brandon pressed the head inside. His blue eyes were smoky as he looked into Nate s brown
irises.  Forever, Nathan. Say it.
Nate whispered,  Forever, and Brandon slid in all the way to the hilt.
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All the air left Nate s lungs in a rush of pleasurable agony. Brandon lay above him and inside him,
supported by his arms and making no movements. His eyes were closed and his breathing was shallow,
but he remained rigidly still, allowing Nate time to adjust. Nathan reached up and stroked Bran s face, at
the same time tilting his hips. The change in position brought Brandon in even deeper and caused an
exquisite friction against Nate s prostate. When Nate whimpered, Brandon lost it and started to pump.
Nate met him thrust for thrust, until they were both covered with sweat and fighting for oxygen. Every
outward motion caused Nate to tighten and every inward push caused Brandon to grunt. Nate felt himself
nearing the edge and had just enough mind left to issue a warning.
 Oh, Jesus, Bran. I m almost there.
Brandon made no reply, only stepped up the rhythm. Just as Nate s release started, he felt Brandon
tense and heard him scream,  Oh, fuck, before filling Nate with his seed. Brandon collapsed against
Nate s chest and whispered,  You aren t a virgin anymore, baby. You re mine, and damned if I ll ever
let you go.
* * *
The great thing about the claw foot tub in the master bathroom was its capacity to hold two people. Bran
sat against the back wall of the tub with Nate between his legs, his back leaning against Brandon s
stomach. Nate s plastic-wrapped cast was propped against one side of the tub as Bran made lazy soap
circles on Nate s chest.
 Sore?
He closed his eyes as Brandon s fingers grazed his nipple.  Maybe a little, but not much. I like it. It s like
I can still feel you inside me.
Brandon licked a drop of water from his neck.  Good. That way, you ll be thinking about me all day
tomorrow.
 I do that already. He snuggled closer as Bran s arms came around him.  Oh, before I forget, Pastor
Oakley called. He wants to meet with us after services Sunday to discuss our wedding plans and set up
an appointment for premarital counseling. He sounded perfectly comfortable with the idea of two men
getting married.
 I told you, you ll like our church. I warn you now, though, my whole family goes there, so be prepared
for organized chaos.
Nate rinsed off the soap but didn t move out of Bran s embrace.  I m beginning to like organized chaos.
Brandon?
 Yeah?
 Thanks for making my first time so special. Brandon kissed his temple.  Trust me, babe, the pleasure
was all mine. He reached over to let the water out.  So, Rinehart released you to go back to work next
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