Luscious Love

LUSCIOUS LOVE by Zach Sweets

Wendell Choate shielded his sterling silver eyes from the bright sunlight as he breathed in the powerful salty scent in the air. He ran his fingers through his wavy chestnut brown hair as he enjoyed the ocean waves splashing against the shore. People played and laughed in the water. Watching them was a pleasure and helped to alleviate some of the sorrow Wendell felt as he sat alone in the sand.

He’d been struggling to find a job since he got laid off a year ago. The beach was the only place he could go to find peace. He had been surviving on the small income he got from Social Security and Disability. It was enough to pay his rent, but there wasn’t much left over for his other bills.

His resume was good enough that he’d received several phone calls regarding job interviews. Once they found out that he was Deaf, they politely declined. It was discrimination, but Wendell would rather work for someone who wasn’t so closed minded, so he’d decided not to report them. He just wanted a job where he could be happy.

Wendell scanned the newspaper he’d brought with him and a new job captured his attention.

Luscious Love

Help Wanted Must know chocolate Contact Caleb Adams at (800) 555-1462 for an interview

Wendell instantly wanted that job. Chocolate was an addiction to him, a personal stress-reliever. He grabbed his iPhone and used the Video Relay application to call Caleb. No one answered, so he left a message, hoping Caleb would call him back.

While waiting for the return call, he spotted a man in a dark blue Speedo. Wendell could see a well-defined bulge through the clingy material. Even better, a thick mat of hair covered the man’s chest. It’d been too long since Wendell had gotten laid. Just the sight of the man made his mouth water.

As the man walked by, smiling at him, Wendell reached absently for his phone. He searched his pocket as he watched the man disappear down the beach and nearly freaked out when he realized the cell was missing.

He scurried around, searching his other pocket, finally finding it on the ground beside him. He checked to see if there were any missed calls.

He had one.Shit. Luckily, whoever called had left a message.

He opened the video mail and watched as the interpreter signed,

-Hello Wendell, this is Caleb Adams from Luscious Love. I got your message about the job interview. I’m available tomorrow at noon. Call me back if you can’t make it; otherwise, I’ll see you tomorrow.-

Wendell jumped with joy, drawing people’s attention. Some threw him dirty looks, probably wondering what the heck was going on with him. He shrugged them off; he was so happy to have gotten a job interview at a chocolate place. Maybe he’d get to sample everything once he got there.

He was too excited to just go home, so he walked to the street where all the touristy shops decorated the strip, looking for Luscious Love. He wanted to prepare himself for his interview tomorrow. There was no way he could afford to screw up his dream of a job surrounded by chocolate.

Finally, he saw it. The rich, warm tones of the façade, together with the wide windows, hinted at the decadence that was sure to decorate the shelves inside. He already pictured himself working there, standing behind the counter, looking out at the adorable shop and the stream of endless chocolate lovers flowing through the door. Paradise.

Through the window he spied a tall, bald man with a full beard. From what he could see, the man was just his type—broad shoulders and heavy muscles. The man was wiping down counters, probably getting ready to close up for the night. If it was Caleb, Wendell couldn’t wait to meet him in person. He couldn’t wait to get a closer view of the man’s face. A bear man and chocolate? He smiled at the thought. Nothing better.

It was getting dark and with a start he realized that it was almost seven o’clock. He rushed back home and laid out the professional suit he planned to wear for the interview. After getting everything ready, he curled up on his bed and tried to sleep but couldn’t—he was too excited. He went over all the questions he’d been asked on interviews in the past, such as his strengths, weaknesses, why he wanted the job, and so on.

It was midnight before he finally felt confident with his answers and fell asleep.

He woke up still excited about the interview, but slowly the feeling changed from happiness to nervousness. What if he didn’t get the job? His heart would be broken. Stay positive, Wendell. He got out of the bed and went into the bathroom to do his business.

Wendell turned on the shower and felt the water until it was lukewarm. He stepped under the spray, enjoying the sensation of the

water running over his body. Suddenly his cock was hard as hell. He moaned as he slowly touched it.

He soaped his body really well but leaned away from the stream of water as he started to jerk off, using the slippery soap as lubrication. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander to his newest fantasy, one which involved Caleb (if that’s who the bear man even was) and he, himself, could hear.

“Hey sugar, you’re looking sexy tonight.” Caleb complimented as he joined Wendell in the shower, pressing against him for a long, sweet kiss.

Wendell murmured against Caleb’s mouth, “So are you, sexy.”

The water poured down on Caleb as they continued kissing, tongues wrestling, hands touching all over each other, and cocks rubbing together.

Wendell moaned loudly, body jerking as he increased his speed. He continued imagining himself being touched by Caleb.

Caleb stopped kissing, sliding down onto his knees, the water splashing on his head. He opened his mouth and guided Wendell’s

dick in. Wendell shouted, a stream of babble leaving his mouth after feeling the amazing warmth inside Caleb’s mouth.

Wendell started to fuck Caleb’s face fast and hard. Caleb took it all with no signs of gagging. It was as if Wendell’s cock was made for his throat.

Wendell’s legs became wobbly as he approached his orgasm. As the fantasy continued, he wished he could shoot in Caleb’s mouth.

“I’m gonna come.” Wendell barked as he pressed the back of Caleb’s head, his cock all the way inside Caleb’s throat. Caleb accepted it all, swallowing around him.

Wendell shot hard against the shower wall, his legs nearly giving out on him. His head was dizzy with a crazy sex high. “Oh, Caleb.” He sighed deeply, wishing it was real.

After the long, hot, steamy shower, Wendell ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, and got dressed. He strolled down the beach toward Luscious Love. He kissed a piece of chocolate mint hard candy for good luck then popped it into his mouth, saying a little prayer to himself that he’d get the job.

His heart fluttered as soon as he saw the store. He hated to be so nervous, afraid of being rejected due to his deafness. He was a little early so he slowed his pace a bit, giving himself a chance to calm down. There were still butterflies battling in his stomach as he approached the shop. He took a deep breath and knocked softly on the door.

No answer. He knocked little harder. The sign on the door indicated that the shop was closed every Sunday. When there wasn’t an answer, he knocked again. Had Caleb forgotten about the interview? He wondered, feeling paranoid.

At last, the door opened and it was the same man from last night. Up close, he was even better, with gorgeous bright blue eyes and straight, white teeth that showed as he smiled. As Caleb gestured him inside, Wendell said, “I’m here for a job interview.” Since he couldn’t hear himself talking, he wasn’t sure if he said the words correctly, which made him nervous, but from the look on Caleb’s face, he could see that Caleb understood.

Caleb started to speak, apparently assuming that if Wendell could talk, then he’d understand him as well. Wendell was having a hard time trying to read Caleb’s lips, though. He held out a hand and said, “Hold on.” He fished out the notepad and pen he carried in his pocket and wrote, ‘I’m sorry, you talked a little too fast. I can talk but I don’t read lips that well.’ Wendell hoped it wouldn’t affect the interview.

Caleb mouthed slowly, “That is okay.” He gestured for Wendell to follow him to the office where the interview would be conducted.

As they walked through the shop toward the office, Wendell inhaled deeply. The place smelled so good, the scent of rich chocolate heavy in the air. He was lost in his thoughts, imagining himself working behind the counter or in the backroom making chocolate candies. He came back to reality when Caleb tapped his shoulder.

“Sorry. The place smells so good.” Wendell chuckled nervously, hoping Caleb understood what he was saying. He had no confidence in his speaking ability.

Caleb laughed and nodded showing he agreed with Wendell.

They sat down and proceeded with the interview. Caleb mouthed, ‘Resume?’

Wendell took his resume out of his bag and handed it to Caleb.

While Caleb was reading the resume, Wendell wrote, “Would it be easier if we communicate via Google Chat on my iPad?”

Caleb grinned as he pulled out his iPad and gave a thumb up. They exchanged user names and started the conversation.

With that settled, Caleb asked many of the questions Wendell expected, which Wendell answered as best he could. He even explained what he knew about chocolate. Caleb seemed very impressed with Wendell’s answers.

Caleb smiled as he typed, ‘I’ve a last question to ask. When can you start?’

Wendell’s eyes were wide open when he read the question. He stuttered, “I’m h—hired?” He couldn’t move his fingers to type what he just said, hoping Caleb would understand him.

Caleb nodded and mouthed, “When?”

Wendell tried to get his mind moving. His fingers were frozen on the keyboard. He was hired, just like that. At last, he typed, ‘Wow, sorry, how about tomorrow? If that’s okay with you?’

‘Absolutely! I need help badly and I think you’ll do just fine. I start at six in the morning. Will that be a problem for you?’

‘I’ll be here,’ he typed with excitement ready to burst out of his body. He stood up and shook Caleb’s hand and quickly spoke, “Thank you

so much.” He gathered his stuff, putting it in his bag as he left Luscious Love.

As soon as Wendell was away from the shop, he shouted at top of his lungs, “I got the job!” It had been a year since he actually worked. Being so excited, he ran the entire way to his small studio apartment. To make it all even better, his was only a couple miles away.

**** It was five o’clock when Wendell woke up. Unbelievable, I’m working for real. He was thrilled as he got ready and rode his bike to Luscious Love. Caleb was already there. Wendell let himself in and greeted him. Caleb mouthed, “You’re here.” He gestured for Wendell to come into his office. There was a stack of papers on his desk for him. Apparently, Caleb spent time the night before writing the general information about Luscious Love, and the duties Wendell was expected to perform. Caleb wanted Wendell to start his day in the backroom where they could make the various chocolate candies. Wendell tried his best to follow the directions Caleb wrote for him. Caleb remained patient throughout the process, offering encouragement. The backroom was an organized flurry of machines and equipment, ranging from a huge machine that melted the chocolate, to a vast

number of chocolate molds organized by category. ‘So, I put the chocolate in the glass and press the start button?’ He typed on his iPhone, turning it to show Caleb. Caleb pressed the touch screen button, ‘Yes, let me show you first, then you can do the next one.’ Caleb was careful to show Wendell each step before allowing him to try it on his own. Once Wendell understood what he was supposed to do, Caleb went back into his office. A huge knot in his stomach made Wendell cringe. He worried that the shiny machines would cost a fortune if he broke one. Get a grip, he scolded himself. When he finally calmed down, Wendell surveyed the table that contained the chocolate types: dark, sweet, semisweet, milk, and white. The directions told Wendell to mix the dark and white chocolate in the melting machine. He put the chocolate in a big pitcher that was connected to the machine. When he saw how many buttons were on the machine, he became confused. He read the directions again, trying to find the one that explained which button to press. It didn’t mention that step in the directions, so he guessed a button and pushed one. Wendell had forgotten to put on the cap that closed the pitcher to prevent chocolate from splashing out as it melted. He realized this as the chocolate melted, splattering all over his face and clothes. He cursed without thinking, but was relieved that the chocolate wasn’t as hot as he thought, or he’d been burnt.

Apparently, Caleb heard Wendell cursing. He rushed from his office to the backroom. Wendell was wiping the chocolate off of himself. He apologized to Caleb for making a mess, but kept his eyes on the floor, afraid of Caleb’s reaction. After a moment, he felt a hand on his chin and looked up. He expected Caleb to be upset, but instead he just looked amused. He mouthed, “You missed a spot.” He reached to Wendell’s cheek to brush off the smudge of chocolate, and licked it from tip of his finger. The act went right to Wendell’s cock, making him hard in an instant. Caleb’s smile was mischievous. “I’ve been watching you down at the beach for weeks.” Wendell understood each word Caleb was saying, but it took him a while to process what the words meant. His eyes were wide open by the time he got what Caleb was saying. He stuttered, “Wh—what? You’ve been wat—watching me?” Caleb took out his cell and typed, ‘I’ve always noticed you. I liked your eyes, very sexy.’ Wendell looked up and Caleb smiled hesitantly. Wendell was at a loss for words. He searched the room waiting for a camera man to jump out, everyone laughing at a joke on the poor Deaf guy. Caleb stopped his panicked thoughts with a tender kiss on the lips. Wendell’s eyes were still open, and he slowly closed them as he kissed his fantasy man back. Wendell opened his mouth, inviting Caleb's tongue. As their tongues wrestled, he enjoyed the taste of chocolate in Caleb's mouth. The combined aroma of chocolate permeating the shop, together with

the chocolate on Caleb’s tongue filled Wendell with thoughts of throwing Caleb to the floor and covering him in the rich brown batter. As much as Wendell wanted to continue the kissing, he had to stop Caleb. The job was new, and he wanted to keep it. Getting involved with the boss probably wasn’t the best idea, no matter how tempting. The light above the door leading to the main counter area blinked, letting them know a customer had entered the shop. “Chocolate. Customers.” The two words were enough to stop Caleb and get him back to reality. “Right.” Caleb chuckled as he adjusted his cock in his pants, trying to make it less obvious. Wendell couldn’t help but stare. He wanted to get rid of Caleb’s boner right there but…he wanted to get to know Caleb better before moving things too fast. ***** As days went by, Wendell managed to quickly pick up how all the machines worked. He also worked the front, taking orders from customers. It wasn’t as difficult as he thought it’d be. A dry erase board was placed in front of the cash register, informing the customers that Wendell was Deaf. If customers had any questions, they would write them on it. So far, not one customer was upset by any miscommunication with

Wendell. If there was a problem with an order, he’d call for Caleb to solve the situation. Having to call for help when facing a tough situation with a customer was what Wendell loathed the most. He wanted to prove to Caleb that he could handle it and so far he had. One customer refused to buy anything from Wendell, insisting on being served by Caleb instead. Wendell knew not to take it personally. She claimed to be Caleb’s best buyer, Colleen, and she demanded the owner. As the candies were Caleb’s creations, and Wendell was a new employee, he called Caleb over. As soon as Caleb came in, he immediately rolled his eyes and mouthed, “I’ll take care of it.” The conversation between them was too fast for Wendell to understand. Whatever Caleb said had pissed Colleen off. She was screaming something, including several curses. She stormed out a few seconds later. “Everything okay?” Wendell asked, looking concerned. Caleb finger-spelled, ‘E-X’ “Oh…” Wait a minute, did Caleb just finger-spelled to me? “You know some sign language?” Caleb shook his head and gestured that he knew little of finger spelling and then he signaled Wendell to come over to his office to see something on his computer. Caleb clicked on a video and it showed a person signing words. That video signed ‘handsome.’ Caleb glanced up at Wendell, looking bashful and endearing. Wendell smiled and noticed that Caleb was

looking at one of the well-known websites for people who were interested in learning sign language. - I wanted to talk to you better. - Caleb attempted to sign to Wendell, and got it almost all right. It warmed Wendell’s heart that Caleb was trying. “I’ll help you.” It came out of Wendell’s mouth before he could think. It didn’t matter though, Wendell wanted to get closer to Caleb and teaching him sign language would do for a start. In return, Caleb was willing to turn his shop into a deaf-friendly place. Wendell was in charge of that part. He added a touch-screen computer in front of the register where people could place their orders. A television had the captions on so the sounds from the TV weren’t necessary. On every table, there was a notepad and several pencils in a cup. That way, everyone could communicate. Wendell even got a video phone in the office so he could take orders over the phone. ***** “No.” Wendell tried to show him how to sign May I take your order. “ASL doesn’t follow English rules.” - It’s too confusing! - Caleb signed in frustration. “I know it’s confusing. I told you it’d not be easy. Sign this: Eat What.” - Eat What? - Caleb’s eyebrows arched showing that he was asking a question.

“Yes! That’s right. You’ve got it.” Wendell hugged Caleb with excitement. Caleb’s lips met Wendell’s in a soft kiss. Wendell’s heart was beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings. He didn’t want to stop, but a customer rang at the counter and the light flashed in the backroom. ***** Weeks passed as Caleb finally began to master sign language. Every time Caleb raised his arms to sign, his shirt lifted high enough to show his hairy belly. It made Wendell want to rip Caleb’s clothes off and make love to him. Wendell was falling harder for him every single day. -What’re you looking at? - Caleb asked, seeing he had caught Wendell staring at him. - Oh, nothing. Just admiring the view. - Wendell chuckled and kept staring at Caleb. - Let’s close up early. - Caleb suggested with a sneaky grin. - Sounds good. I’ll clean in the shop. - Wendell went straight to the front, cleaning everything in record time. He was grateful there weren’t any customers in the shop. He locked the door, while changing the sign from open to closed. He had no idea what Caleb was doing in the backroom. Probably cleaning. Wendell went to the back and saw that Caleb wasn’t there. He found

Caleb in the office, finishing up some work on his computer. - I’m almost done. Had to turn in the balance before tomorrow. Caleb said before Wendell had his chance to say anything. - Sure, take your time. Front’s cleaned and door’s locked. He didn’t have to wait long before Caleb shut the computer off and stood up. - I’m done. Wanna ride with me? - His expression clearly said he wasn’t just offering a ride. Wendell had been ready for the next step in their relationship for weeks. No longer did he fear getting fired, and he really adored spending time with Caleb. - Sure, will my bike fit in your car? Caleb laughed and trailed his fingers down Wendell’s cheek. - I drive a truck, so yeah it will fit in the back. “Right, I knew that.” He chuckled nervously and went out to load his bike in the back of Caleb’s truck. **** The drive was pretty long, through the forest that led the way to Caleb’s home. Wendell, who had watched way too many horror movies, started to get an odd feeling about the whole thing. He chuckled quietly, hoping Caleb wouldn’t hear him, and tried to shake off the nerves.

Caleb heard him. He kept one hand on the steering wheel and signed with the other, - What’s so funny? “Nothing.” - I heard you chuckling. Is it my driving? - Caleb looked at Wendell and then back to the road. “Nothing, really.” Caleb concentrated on the road. Wendell was relieved. He didn’t want make Caleb uncomfortable. They’d been dancing around this for weeks, so what if he had a case of butterflies? He’d get over it. As soon as they were clear of the forest, Wendell’s jaw dropped when he saw the most adorable small house. - Is this your place? - Yes, it’s my place. You like? - Caleb was smiling as he parked the truck. Wendell nodded and got out of the truck to inhale the sea air as he approached the honey brown fence. Beneath the gate was a path leading to the beach. Caleb’s arms circled around Wendell from behind as he stared at a dream come true. Wendell would love to live here for the rest of his life. He hoped Caleb felt the same and would welcome Wendell into his life. Wendell shifted around to face Caleb. - The beach is so beautiful. - He rested his head on Caleb’s chest, feeling all warm in his arms. Caleb

rubbed Wendell’s back up and down and squeezed him tightly. His hugs were comforting. Caleb tapped his shoulder and signed, - Let’s go inside. It’s getting breezy now. Wendell agreed as he was shivering a little. Even though it did get hot in July, it got much cooler at night, especially this close to the ocean. They walked together to Caleb’s home. The front porch was supported by narrow white columns. The house was blue as the sky and it reminded Wendell of his childhood. When Wendell was little, his mom would make him his favorite blueberry pie. He couldn’t help thinking of her and how she had passed away after a long battle against cancer. A tear crawled down his cheek. Caleb seemed to notice his teary eyes as he asked, - Are you okay? - Yes, blue reminds me of my mother. She passed away two years ago. - Oh, I’m sorry. - Caleb reached over Wendell’s shoulder and held him tightly, trying to comfort him. Wendell accepted the comfort, walking inside with Caleb’s arm around him. Caleb’s place had one bedroom and a nice size kitchen that opened to the family room. It was just big enough for one or two people, comfortable and cozy. The family room contained shelves packed

with books in alphabetical order. Wendell loved to read. The more he learned about Caleb, the more he was falling for him. He wanted Caleb to be his. - I love your place. - Wendell said. - Thanks. Would you like a drink? - Sure. Water. - Wendell sat on the couch, waiting for Caleb to come back with a glass. He took a big gulp and prayed it would cure his parched throat. As Wendell got comfortable on the couch, he shifted around to watch Caleb, mesmerized. Caleb seemed to feel Wendell staring at him because he turned to rest his back on the counter. His smile was sly and teasing as he signed, - Come here. “Okay.” Wendell was confused by the way Caleb looked at him. “What’s wrong?” - Do you remember your first day in the backroom? Wendell nodded. - You stopped me…I didn’t want to stop. I really did enjoy watching you at the beach. I learned sign language so I could be closer to you. I want you to be mine. - Caleb moved to kiss Wendell on the lips. As they got deeper into the kiss, Caleb removed Wendell's shirt.

Caleb stepped back a little, crossed his wrists, and grabbed the hem of his shirt. He pulled up slowly, giving Wendell a chance to drool at Caleb’s flat stomach. Wendell could see nicely defined muscle, covered with sandy brown hair. The shirt line went higher as Caleb’s chest showed off two tasty-looking pink nipples. Then the shirt was off and Caleb smiled and tossed it on the dining table. Wendell continued staring, his gaze moving from Caleb's shoulders, to the treasure trail leading to Caleb's covered crotch. It was too beautiful to tear his eyes away. Wendell aimed for Caleb's tight peaked nipple and sucked on it. The hair on Caleb’s chest tickled his tongue. He spoke quietly, "Fuck. You taste good." He didn't care if it didn’t sound right, just that he got to keep his mouth on Caleb’s chest. Caleb stopped Wendell and signed… - I mean it. I want you. Wendell smiled wide and kissed Caleb with hungry passion. They got on their knees and continued kissing, tongues playing, wrestling for control. The kiss went on and on, sucking and nipping. It was as if they owed each other an everlasting kiss. Finally, they had to pause to catch their breath. Wendell badly wanted to unbuckle Caleb's jeans. He absently reached for Caleb's belt and undid it. Caleb didn't stop him.

As soon as Wendell got rid of Caleb's pants, he saw the man wore a dark orange jock that had the words I HEART CHOCOLATE. Wendell giggled a little. "Cute." - We’re in a chocolate heaven. - He winked and that made Wendell laugh. - You really did want me the entire time? - Wendell asked, struggling to grasp the fact that his dream was coming true. A kiss was the answer to Wendell's question, and he took that as a yes. His hand cupped Caleb’s cock, rock hard behind the jock. Feeling the squeeze on his erection made Caleb groan with pleasure, and the vibrations rumbled through Wendell from their close contact. Caleb went for Wendell's zipper, lowering it to find Wendell didn’t wear anything under his jeans. Leaning back, Wendell winced as his bare skin touched the cold stone tile of the kitchen floor. He immediately felt warm as Caleb crawled on top of him. Starting with Wendell's mouth, he slowly kissed downward to Wendell's belly. Caleb's beard tickled him a little and made him chuckle. On his belly, he felt the vibration from Caleb's growls. It cracked Wendell up big time, but it changed from laughing to moaning just like that as Caleb's mouth found his cockhead. Caleb had Wendell's cock in his throat, swallowing him all the way down. Caleb continued sucking as he moved a hand to Wendell's nipple and pinched it tenderly.

Wendell shouted, "Oh yeah." His toes clenched and unclenched, all his muscles contracting with pleasure. It'd been too long since anyone sucked his cock, and no one had ever done it this well. Caleb had a talent. He even managed to lick Wendell's balls with his cock inside Caleb's throat. Wendell was sure he’d never experienced that before. Just as he was about to reach to his limits, begging Caleb to keep going, Caleb pulled back and mouthed, "Not yet, sexy." Caleb got up, went to one of his cabinets, and took out dark chocolate syrup. Wendell could imagine what Caleb was about to do with it. He couldn’t wait for the sugary concoction to pour over him or for the hot lips and tongue of his lover to caress him to the very brink of insanity. As Wendell sat up, Caleb signed, - Lie down, W. Wendell obeyed, lying down on his back. Caleb winked then squeezed the syrup over Wendell's body, starting near his face and dripping slowly onto his chest, stomach, cock, and legs. Wendell’s breath quickened with every drop of chocolate. Caleb dropped the bottle on the floor next to Wendell and got on his knees. He massaged Wendell's calves as he stuck out his tongue on Wendell's thighs, licking at the chocolate there. He licked as slow as possible, making sure he got all the chocolate off Wendell's legs. Wendell squeezed his eyes shut, goosebumps popping up, his cock

leaking pre-cum, and he struggled to hold back his orgasm. Before he knew it, his balls were in Caleb's mouth as the man toyed with them, rolling them around with his tongue and sucking on each one. Wendell moaned loudly, begging for more. His balls popped out of Caleb's mouth and it was pain with pleasure in the mix. Wendell couldn't control his voice as he shouted, "Oh fuck!" Caleb teased Wendell by licking around his cock, avoiding the hot flesh. He whimpered, trying to thrust his cock into Caleb's mouth again. Caleb refused, continuing to play around Wendell's cock. The chocolate was all over Wendell’s face and chest, getting hard in some places. He didn’t care since he was overwhelmed by Caleb’s teasing. Wendell reached for Caleb's arms, pulling him face to face. Wendell's lips met Caleb's. This time, Wendell was even hungrier for Caleb's mouth, which was flavored with dark chocolate. Wendell's favorite. He couldn't handle it anymore and he shot against Caleb's cock. Caleb stopped shortly, looking down at Wendell's dick. He murmured something Wendell couldn't understand. Caleb chuckled and kissed him again. There was a mix of cum and chocolate all over their groin areas. Wendell pushed Caleb to the floor. He picked up the bottle of syrup, straddled Caleb’s hips, sat up, and poured chocolate all over his hand. He stared into Caleb’s eyes as he licked his long fingers before running them through Caleb’s thick chest hair. He began licking, slurping, sucking on Caleb’s chest and stomach.

Wendell could taste the salty, bitter taste of his sperm and the sweet from the chocolate. It made him feel almost high on sex. He played as long as he could stand before he turned his attention to Caleb's cock. Wendell noticed how frustrated Caleb got when was teased. Yeah, that's how I felt, he laughed to himself. He paused briefly to study Caleb's cock. It was a nice thickness and a bit bigger than Wendell's. "You've a nice size." Caleb grinned and reached to grab the back of Wendell's head, pushing his cock inside Wendell's mouth. Wendell didn't fight back; he let Caleb's whole cock into his throat as if it belonged there. From the vibrating of Caleb’s stomach, Wendell assumed Caleb shouted, making Wendell suck Caleb even harder, furiously licking his cockhead. The salty-sweetness of Caleb’s pre-cum mixed with chocolate drove Wendell crazy. First chocolate and now Caleb's marvelous cum. Wendell moved his hand underneath Caleb's sac and pressed against his taint, tickling the sensitive area with light fingers. Caleb raised his legs high in the air, showing Wendell that he wanted more, and giving Wendell's fingers access to his hole. This was something Wendell wanted, too. Wendell rubbed against Caleb's hole as gently as he could, while continuing his oral assault on his cock. He got to taste more of Caleb. The mix of chocolate and pre-cum was the best combination he could've ever tasted.

Caleb's hole was already sweaty, and it was wet enough for him to insert his index finger slowly. The warmth inside made Wendell push in even deeper. Wendell stopped sucking and watched Caleb's pleasure-filled face. He could see a torrent of words coming out of Caleb's mouth. Even though he couldn't understand what was being said, it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He was the one who was causing that reaction. Caleb's legs stayed high as Wendell moved his eyes to Caleb's hole. He replaced his finger with his tongue. Caleb grabbed Wendell's hair, as if it was too much for him to handle. Wendell continued licking and sucking his hole. He absolutely love rimming, especially a furry one. Without warning, Caleb's legs squeezed Wendell's head as he rimmed hard. He had a feeling that Caleb was about to shoot. He stopped and guided Caleb's cock back into his mouth. Wendell had gotten to Caleb's cock at just the right time, since Caleb shot against the wall of Wendell's throat almost immediately. Caleb's cum had such a sweet, sugary taste. He was starving for more of it, sucking until there was nothing left. Wendell crawled from Caleb's cock back up to his face, dragging his tongue over Caleb’s skin on the way. Some spots of chocolate were still visible on Caleb's body. Wendell cleaned it all off with his tongue. Caleb's body shook like an earthquake when Wendell reached his nipples. He bit Caleb's nipple tenderly and watched Caleb's face at

the same time. It was beautiful to watch Caleb spasm with such an overwhelming orgasm. As soon as Wendell was satisfied all the chocolate was gone from Caleb's chest, he looked up into Caleb's bright blue eyes and kissed him, just a gentle, soft touch. Caleb hugged Wendell tightly, as if he were unwilling to let him go. Wrapped in that big bear hug, Wendell felt safe, comforted. He felt as if he’d found where he belonged. ***** The sex on the kitchen floor was hot. The memory stuck in Wendell’s head all night, but he woke up feeling cold. Caleb wasn’t in bed anymore. The clock said ten o’clock. Shit, I’ve overslept. He got up immediately and pulled on his jeans. He took off trying to find Caleb, not a difficult feat given how small the house was. Caleb was in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee. Apparently, Caleb heard as Wendell shuffled his feet on the floor, and he turned to look at him. Caleb pointed to the counter where the coffeemaker and a mug were. - Good morning. - Wendell tried to be as calm as possible but he could see the sadness imprinted all over Caleb’s face. He was worried, but he poured himself a cup of coffee then joined Caleb at the table. - Morning. - Caleb responded when Wendell sat down.

- Are you okay? I read expressions well and you’re sad. - No, I’m actually not okay. I know we slept together once but…I’m falling for you. - But? - The thing is…I’m not out. - Okay. Did you realize we live in Rehoboth Beach, one of the most gay-friendly towns? - I know. My family is very conservative. They’d disown me just like that. I can’t stand the idea that they’ll not be in my life anymore. I’m scared. - I understand. You come out at your own time. I’m not going to force you but I’ll not go back in the closet either. I’ve been out for more than ten years now. - Of course, I don’t want to drag you back in the closet. The actual reason why I was sad all morning was because I am about to call my parents and tell them the truth. I’ve been holding it in too long. - Only if that is what you truly want. - I have to, anyway. Once my ex-girlfriend catches me with you…she’ll tell my parents. She hadn’t accepted us being over. That’s why she was at the shop the other day screaming. - Ah…it’s best for your parents to get that kind of news from you, not

others. Caleb spent some time thinking of what to do about this tough situation. He was unable to either speak or sign, so instead he wrote and handed a piece of paper to Wendell. It read, ‘I’m going to call my parents about us now.’ Wendell sighed and asked, “Do you want me to be with you when you call them?” Caleb mouthed, "Please." Caleb got on the phone and Wendell sat by him, holding his hand. Wendell did his best reading Caleb's lips as Caleb said, "Mom, I've something to tell you and I need you to get Dad too." Caleb waited for a few minutes and spoke again, "Please understand this, I love you both and I don't want to lose you over this but." He inhaled deeply. "I'm gay." Wendell studied Caleb's face, trying to figure out if Caleb's parent were okay with him being gay. Not even one emotion had shown on his face and that worried Wendell. Caleb continued talking on the phone and Wendell couldn't understand what he was saying. Once Caleb hung up, he signed, -They knew.THE END