“Let me up, man, I’d like to put some mood music on.” Blair said as he broke out of Jim’s embrace.
“You don’t like what we’re doing?” Jim teased. He watched Blair walk over to find something good to put on. Suddenly the room was filled with an old Johnny Mathis song. Jim melted.
“Would you like to dance, Jim?” Blair blushed as he asked him with his arms held out.
Jim couldn’t get up fast enough to join his new love. I Can’t Give You Anything But Love was playing as he reached Blair and took him into his arms. “I love a romantic, Blair.”
“So do I, now show me how well you can dance.” And Jim did just that. They danced to the entire CD and kissed some too. Both men were as hard as a rock, but didn’t want to rush anything. This was too important.
“Jim, do you realize this has all happened in less than a day?” Blair asked kissing his large lover again.
“I feel like we’ve been doing this for a week. My cock is telling me that too.” Jim threw his head back and laughed.
“Do you know what I want to do later?” Blair wondered aloud.
“Well, I hope we’re going to be upstairs, with our clothes off. Is that what you had in mind?”
“Yeah, but I wanted to see the moonlight through your skylight, while you held me in your arms. Do you suppose we can do that later?” Blair looked up at Jim and found the older man on the verge of tears.
“You move me like no one else has. And yes, we’ll look at the moon tonight trough our skylight. We’ll look at the moon every night we can. I love you.” Jim crushed him to his chest as he held him closer and closer.
“I told you it would be great to dance, didn’t I?”
“And you were right, my love.” Jim leaned down for one more kiss before he put another CD on. Dancing was going to become a nightly thing. What better way to feel each other up and kiss at the same time. Indeed, Jim loved the idea of dancing whenever they liked.