Switch, a Hammer novel by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay Romance
Published: 2012-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

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Randy held Ewan through one movie and then another. No pressure, no expectations, he just held his boy. It was what Ewan needed, a safe space to just be.

Ewan was scared, freaked out, and Randy knew it, respected it. His boy had just discovered something huge about himself. He touched Ewan constantly, fingers on that lovely skin. Ewan snuggled into his side, quiet, hiding.

When the second movie was over, it was time to move, if only to deal with life's necessities. "We should have something to eat. We could go out -- there's supposed to be a really nice restaurant just down the road." They hadn't left the place since they got there, and Randy had a hunch Ewan wasn't ready to go out into the world yet.

On the other hand, nobody knew them here and Ewan had no expectations to live up to.

"I don't know if I want to go out. I'm not feeling very social." That was incredibly honest, straightforward.

"How about we order something in, then? I have to admit, I'm feeling too lazy to prepare anything."

"Pizza and beer? Chinese?"

"Whatever you want, babe." He was easy. In more ways than just food right now, too.

"Pizza and beer, then."

"You got it." He leaned over to the little table by the couch where the house phone and a little local phone book lived, flipping through the book until he found a number for a delivery pizza.

Ewan's hands were on his back, rubbing gently, touching him. God, it felt good. Everything about Ewan did.

Before he could finish ordering a large sausage and onion with a six pack, those lips were joining in, just barely touching him. He breathed in deeply, more pleased than he could say that Ewan was initiating these touches.

Ewan backed off when he hung up, offering him a smile. He smiled back, reaching to cup Ewan's cheek and bring their mouths together. Ewan moved into his lap, the motion gingerly, careful.

He helped, hands wrapping around Ewan's hips. "Look how perfectly we fit."

"I know." Ewan settled against him. "It's special."

"You're special. My boy."

"I." Ewan pushed forward, head on his shoulder.

He turned his own head, kissing Ewan's ear. "Mine," he murmured softly. Ewan could only run from this, from himself, for so long.

Ewan nodded, just once. Yes. Yes, that was right.

Randy ran his hands along Ewan's spine, fingers dancing on the warm skin. The sweet ass wasn't even hot anymore, wasn't pink. He squeezed it, fingers digging into Ewan's flesh. Ewan murmured softly, wiggled.

"You've got such a sweet ass." He squeezed again and then gave it a gentle smack.

"Don't do that." Ewan's voice was so husky.

"What? This?" He swatted Ewan's ass again, just another little tap. He knew the gentle swats could build -- they'd start off easy and over time the sensations would grow and grow.

"Yes. That. Don't."

"I don't think you mean that." He smacked again, still gently, then again.

Ewan was fully aware of his safeword and when to use it. Randy knew that, and so did his boy. Ewan's lips were soft on his throat, breath warm.

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