The Next Day
1 am
Later that night, Officer Stephens lay awake in the dark, staring at Peter’s sleeping form. He felt utmost joy knowing he had given Peter something truly special, something to cherish forever. As he watched Peter’s chest rise and fall with each breath, he couldn’t help but think about what they had done together. He ran a hand over his face, feeling the rough stubble that had grown overnight. Now, he never imagined being here with him. But he knew it was. Their encounter with Peter ignited a profound connection, surpassing mere friendship. He had tried to ignore it, but it was impossible. As he gazed at Peter’s sleeping face, he couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for them.
Despite the challenges that lay ahead, he was certain that he wanted to be with Peter. He imagined a life together, with Peter by his side, teaching and experiencing things they never thought possible. Marriage was not an option for the time being, but they could be a couple. But yet monogamy felt selfish and that wasn’t an option for them. A 20-year-old has plenty to accomplish before settling down, Marc had worked his way to his position in the force, been married and divorced before that decade of his life was over. Despite being in his 30's, he could still be the lover and the mentor for Peter while he played with other men, yes maybe they could make this work instead. Knowing what to do, he will unveil his offer to Peter tomorrow.
7:30 am
Sunlight filled the bedroom, birds cheered, Officer Stephens awoke first. He looked at Peter and he was still asleep. He looked peaceful, the man what he had done to his body. After their night of passion, Stevens cleaned himself in the shower, washing away the sweat and grime. He quickly got dressed and kissed Peter awake.
“Wake up, Peter, it’s morning.” The young man struggled to awaken, but he knew he had work. Officer Stephens kissed him again and said, “have a shower. I’ll make us breakfast, kid,” Officer Stephens went down. Peter woke up feeling slightly sore from last night’s fun. He removed the Butt Plug for that reason and tasted the semen dried onto it.
He showered, dressed, and came down for breakfast. Those few hours left them both hungry. In silence, both men felt attached, the secret bringing them closer.
Officer Stephens approached Peter while he was doing the dishes and asked if they could talk. Peter agreed, and they sat down together. The officer then confessed to Peter that their initial perception had shifted regarding their encounter, “I know we planned for it to be a one-night stand but as you lay on me afterwards makes me question this.” “I felt an intense rush of emotions when we were in bed together, and it made me realise I had fallen in love with you.” Stephens was nervous looking at Peter, but then he responded, “I feel the same, Marc. I guess I always had feelings years ago, but I guess the sex helped me feel the same.”
Marc Stephens, witnessing Peter’s ease, persisted with his proposal. “I desire to be your boyfriend, but I acknowledge the ten-year age disparity between us. While I’ve been having fun since Sue departed, I realise that choosing to settle down with me might come across as self-centred.” “I couldn’t forgive myself if I did that to you, so I am offering you an open door in our relationship. You can have fun with anyone and I will be there cheering you on. What are your thoughts?” Peter looked at Marc and exhaled. “Yes,” Peter, however he inquired, “but how will you achieve it? After all, I’m back in college next week?”
Marc said, “Don’t worry, it’s only about an hour to travel. I will travel to see you, even if you live far away.” He said, “Then we should try it.” Marc smiled and leaned down to kiss Peter, whose soft lips were still as inviting to him.
Peter left Marc’s house with a spring in his step. Not only had he lost his virginity, but had gained a boyfriend. The future of their relationship was uncertain, but at least they were together. Peter was unsure if he and Marc could sustain their relationship, but he refused to let hesitation lead to loss. As an out 20-year-old entering his second year of college, he was prepared to embrace the unknown of this situation, placing the fears about their relationship as a lesser concern.
Peter went home after work, his parents were happy he was home, his mom asked him about what he and Marc did last night. Peter spoke the lie that Marc told him. “He needed help with sorting through his old clothes to donate. He wanted to know what to keep. Also, he did some repairs. Knowing that I liked to be practical, he and I filled in some cracks.” To be fair, it wasn’t a lie. Peter’s dad complimented him on his learning progress, to which Peter smiled and agreed.
Later, Marc messaged Peter from his private profile as he went to bed. “Hi Pete, I hope your ass is fine after last night. I miss you in my bed,” Peter sent back. “Ass fine. I miss you too, Marc. I hope our time apart isn’t long.” It felt like a dream as Peter realised that he and Marc were talking like cheesy romantics. Will it last? Would they love each other next week when Peter returns to college? Can anyone answer these questions apart from time itself?
