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to be at home with this incredibly attractive man. Alfie had a stressful job, and he worked long hours. He often had to deal with the injured and their relatives. Sometimes, when he’d brought people back to life, he’d come home, and he’d be so hyper. At other times, he’d be frustrated because he hadn’t managed to save someone. I let him do whatever he needed to do because it helped him.” Mick stopped and took another breath.
    Ceri squeezed his hand. “Go on. It’s all right. I’m just going to listen.”
    Mick took a long breath then let it go. “He liked me to be on my hands and knees, sometimes just spread over the edge of the bed. Mostly he was careful and prepared me, but sometimes he just pushed into me as soon as he could. I always knew when he just needed to.”
    Ceri wanted to say something. He wanted to help. Was Mick saying this bloke forced him? He didn’t think so, but he felt uncomfortable listening. He knew he sometimes welcomed that burn that edged into pain. He’d had sex without too much preparation—needs must when you were in a cubicle, or up against a wall. Some of his encounters had been rough, and Jules had been none too careful at times, but Ceri always gave as good as he got, and he could wriggle out of difficult situations if things got tricky.
    “I did like it,” Mick continued. “He always took care of my needs too. He liked me to come while he was still inside me. After, he’d hold me in his arms, and we’d go to sleep.”
    Ceri had so many questions, so many thoughts running through his mind. He so much wanted to set Mick free, to let him choose for himself, but that wouldn’t be easy. It sounded like Mick had never made any decisions in bed and hardly any in life. Ceri loved to bottom, but that was his choice. He wanted to encourage Mick, to help him find out what he really liked, but Ceri didn’t want to put him on the spot and ask him straight out.
    “Ceri, are you asleep?” he heard a worried voice ask.
    “No, I’m still listening.”
    “Will you teach me how to make you feel good? I knew what Alfie needed, but I’ve no idea how to behave around you. You say you want to be on top. I know what that means, but I’ve never had sex that way. I feel like I’ve such a lot to learn.”
    “Can I open my eyes now? I want you to kiss me,” Ceri said.
    “Yeah, I’d like that.” Ceri looked up and waited for Mick to move towards him. He opened his mouth. Soft lips touched his own. Soft hair brushed across his chin. Mick tentatively pushed in his tongue, and Ceri sucked it slightly, adjusting his own as they tasted each other. Mick moved his hands up and down Ceri’s back as he pushed closer. Aware of his own body’s growing response, he ground his cock against Mick’s thigh creating a delicious friction. Ceri adjusted his position so he was cock to cock with the other man. They rutted against each other, moaning and gasping for air. A familiar tingling sensation began to gather at the base of Ceri’s spine, and Mick tensed underneath him. His orgasm came in waves as he pumped out warm, sticky liquid between them. Mick quickly followed him and they clung together in the dark, breathing heavily. A sheen of sweat covered their bodies, and the air filled with the smell of sex. It was intoxicating. He lay his head on Mick’s chest and idly wound the soft hair around his fingers, waiting for Mick to speak, desperate to know he had enjoyed the experience.
    “That was amazing,” Mick said, his breathing back under control. “We need to move, or we’ll end up stuck together.”
    Ceri raised his head and wriggled his groin once more. His heart did a little leap of joy at Mick’s comment. “Yeah, it was. I know we should clean up, but I don’t want to.” He took a deep breath. “God, we smell good together. I want to keep that for now, and I’m tired. It must be all that fresh air. Tomorrow, let’s go and buy some books, if we’re brave enough. I don’t want to