"Take the time to be happy"
The smell of fresh pancakes and maple syrup throughout the cottage.
Two faces, wrinkles around the eyes, smiles around the lips.
"I love you." Pavus said.
Trevelyan grinned widely.
"It's so beautiful and incredibly easy to say. What was wrong with me? How have you put up with me all these years?" Dorian continued.
David reached across the table and placed his hand on Dorian's.
"You always said it, non-verbally. I saw the three words in your eyes. In the way you spoke to me on the phone. When we made love, every second was filled with your love. I never doubted it, never ever!"
David's face shone, there was a glow in his eyes, purer and more beautiful than a sunset on a perfect summer day.
"Love me, David! If you still want me...of course."
It was not yet dark outside, but inside David's bedroom was brightly lit.
Two people were lying closely entwined on the neat double bed.
They were kissing wildly and passionately. Dorian tasted dreamlike. David was out of his mind. Even if all this was just a dream, David would savor it until he awoke.
And then zippers and buttons were pulled, clothes flew carelessly in a high arc beside the bed. Both moaned greedily in ecstasy.
"You are so beautiful, Dori, my heart." Growled David as he set to work on Dorian's privates and began kissing, kneading and licking them.
Dorian cried out briefly as David "inhaled" him to the hilt.
Feelings like they had then returned. Infatuation, desire, lust.
Dorian felt young and free. He gasped and pressed his lover's head deep between his thighs with both hands.
"Oh God, David, I love you, I need you. More, David, more!" Chuckled Pavus.
David came up to him and kissed him, his breath hot and smelling of lust and passion.
"I don't have anything on me...Dori...oh heavens, no condoms and no lube...crap..." Moaned Trevelyan as he let his tongue dance deep inside Dorian's mouth.
Dorian started giggling with his mouth full.
David broke away from him and looked at him, panting and questioning.
"Never mind, we'll figure it out." Pavus opined.
With those words, he pulled his lover back to him.
A little later, David sat sweating on the man of his wildest dreams and rode him with fervor. Sweat dripped from his forehead, his body glistened in the glow of the lamps. Dorian below him gazed into his face. His silver-gray eyes shone, a glow full of splendor and hope, honor and love, desire and ecstasy. Dorian's heart raced, he felt David's every movement and it just felt right. Sex had always been fun and recreational for him, but making love to Trevelyan had always been more for Dorian. He had never experienced this kind of satisfaction anywhere else. Each climax was not only felt physically, he felt each orgasm in his soul. Dorian screamed David's name to the world, wanting everyone to hear.
And Trevelyan leaned down to him, kissed him gently and whispered, "I'll never let you go!"
This was too much for both of them.
They came at the same time and it was like the world was ending!
Flashes of light in front of the eyes, that pleasurable feeling below the belt and the magnificent strong contractions... It was heaven on earth.
"David... come with me to Canada! You can take pictures and I can keep researching. We can find a nice cottage for you."
They lay side by side in a sweat, caressing each other lovingly.
"I would only irritate you, darling. I'd keep you from working all the time. You'd be dog-tired day in and day out, and probably often you wouldn't be able to sit down for days..."
They both began to laugh heartily.
After a while Trevelyan said, "You know I will never come between you and your work. I would never ask you to choose."
Dorian's look became sad.
Again they were both silent for a while.
Then the man with the cheeky mustache began to speak, "You gave me this package, didn't you? Tell me what's inside, honey."
"Nope! This you'll have to find out for yourself!"
David jumped out of bed like a lad and continued, "And now it's off to the shower. I need more... hurry up, please..."
And David scurried into the bathroom with his member already erect.
Dorian couldn't help but follow his beloved.
They didn't even make it into the shower. Dorian took David in front of the sink. They meanwhile looked into each other's eyes in the mirror, utter rapture and pure lust in their gazes. Despite the fact that Trevelyan was no longer young, he could take so much. His deep moans, which were more like humming, only turned Pavus on more. Dorian left bite marks on his beloved's pale skin, nothing could separate them...
They lay in the tub filled with hot water and lavender scent rose.
"You are a dream, Dori! You make me so happy!" Trevelyan was glaring at his counterpart, big purple-eyes glittering in the light of the pleasantly lit bathroom.
"Old charmer! You've just earned me fair and square and..." Dorian broke off in mid-sentence.
David waited, wanting to give his sweetheart time to find suitable words or possibly start over.
But nothing came. Dorian looked into the tub and played with the foam in front of him.
It was quiet and they both enjoyed the warm water, after all the hard work of the last minutes.
However, David wanted to know if Dorian was really satisfied and okay.
"Sweetie? Can I ask you something?"
A broad and warm smile appeared on the striking face of the slightly older man.
"What did you mean earlier, Dori?"
Shoulder shrugged in lieu of a reply.
"What else do I earn? An Oscar? A high five? What, darling?"
David's voice was so deliciously dark and deep, Dorian got goosebumps thinking how much he had missed that timbre, because on the phone everyone sounded kind of completely sterile and surreal after all.
"Mmmmmmh...you're getting goosebumps. How sweet! Hihihihi..." Chuckled Trevelyan.
Dorian patted the water with the flat of his hand that it just splashed.
And a little water fight began.
They laughed and were silly and boisterous like little children on a hot afternoon at the lake.
When they had calmed down and were out of breath, Dorian looked deeply and lovingly into the kind eyes of his beloved.
"You deserve to be happy, you're a nice person."
"Dorian, you alone are the reason I am happy. All I need in the world is YOU! I'm neither a do-gooder nor modest, but I need nothing more than you. Life can be that simple. Funny, isn't it?"
When David became so serious and tender, Dorian always felt quite different.
He lacked nothing in early childhood except trust and unconditional affection. Later, too, he had everything one could dream of, and yet he lacked this selfless affection for which he longed so much. And now there was this hairy guy sitting across from him in the tub, making him wishfully happy.
Dorian had some kind of revelation!
Just at that moment, Pavus made a life-changing decision....
"Oh God, deeper, my darling, yeah deeper! Damn... this is... oh God...!"
Although David was mostly the passive one in bed, he could dish it out like a champ!
Irresistibly deep yet soft thrusts sent Dorian into surges of the wildest flushes after only seconds. He moaned with pleasure and breathed irregularly, everything in him wanted more and more and more. And Trevelyan gave everything! He could literally go on forever - give and take, no idea how he could control and restrain himself like that.
"How close are you, darling?" Groaned the man with the stubble beard.
Pavus bit his lips. A little too hard, he was starting to bleed, but that little anal climax just now came as a surprise and bubbled up inside him like champagne.
"You okay, hon?" Sweat dripped from David's forehead. He continued to thrust, but tenderly wiped the slight stream of blood from the corner of Dorian's mouth.
"I'm...oh heavens...I've...oh more...I'm coming all the time...I'm losing...oh God...the ver...nnnngh...."
Dorian panted and writhed under David's rhythmic movements.
David leaned toward Dorian, licked away the last drops of blood, and then kissed him.
Trevelyan was unaware of how comfortable it was with him. He always thought he wasn't good enough. Not for one-night stands, quickies in restrooms, especially not for Dorian. But he was a good lover, a tender man, a powerhouse. He hadn't lost any of his stamina over the years.
"Give me the rest, darling, please....David, please..." Dorian pleaded, his member crimson red, twitching bolt upright, begging for release.
And David stopped, scrambling from his kneeling position over to Dorian's side, and then his tongue and mouth helped his lover see the light.
Dorian moaned and gasped and repeated David's name like a mantra until it finally overcame him.
David was so pleased and equally happy that he didn't even pay attention to his own climax. He enjoyed the sight of his writhing lover, his heart ablaze.
"You are the most beautiful thing on earth and in the universe. I love you, Dorian Pavus." With these words, David lay down very close to Dorian and rested his sweaty head on Dorian's chest, which was covered with beads of sweat.
"I love you too, David." Dorian gently stroked the cheek of the man for whom he would soon give up everything...
