Spending the night

Beau panicked for a second. He had let his desire take over his senses. " I... I.. I am sorry. I was impulsive." His face was on fire, blazing hot. He was lost in Max's intoxicating scent and almost forgot that the man was straight. ' Shit!' He cursed internally. He was aroused.

Max watched Beau fidget with his fingers as he tried to explain his action. Feeling amused, he bent a little and whispered into his ear, " I can only forgive you after doing the same thing you did to me. What do you say to that?"

Beau nodded helplessly. He wasn't sure he would survive that, but what could he do. Max caressed Beau's face as a lover would. It was the first time he felt this close to him. Touching him felt good. He enjoyed it. He then lowered his head and kissed his neck living butterfly kisses.

Having had enough, he bit softly into Beau's neck making the man beneath him moan in pleasure. It was his moan that brought Max back to his senses. Feeling flustered, he turned his gaze away and spoke," Now, we are even." Silence reigned between the men for a few seconds. Each trying to regain their composure.

Beau was burning with desire for Max. He just had a taste of his lip on his neck. What would a man do after being teased like that? It had been twelve years since his last sexual escapade. He bit his lips to try and curb his desires. Max recovered first and watched Beau trying to recover.

He almost felt proud of himself watching how hard the man was trying to compose himself. He instinctively moved his hand and caressed Beau's face. In the process, his eyes landed on the man's inviting lips. Heavens. Why was he so sexy?

Beau, on the other hand, could no longer handle it. " Please, " he begged as he could no longer take it. " What is the matter, Beautiful?" asked Max innocently. "

At first, Beau hesitated but soon relented. " Your touch does things to my body. Don't touch me, please. I don't want to do anything that I would regret later. I don't want to scare you away."

Max reluctantly let go of Beau. He had known all along that the man was gay. Then, why was he finding pleasure in teasing him? He liked the feel of his skin against his palm, enjoyed how subtle his kiss felt, and was even aroused by it. As though that wasn't enough, he even liked the sound of his moan and how he begged.

" I am sorry. Hey, let's cut the cake and have fun. That's why I am here with you. To make sure that you enjoy this night. How about that?" Beau nodded. He already missed Max's touch on his skin. Even so, the two men were soon laughing and having fun together. Max being a doctor, was used to comforting his patients.

Making people laugh was part of his duty. He took it upon himself to entertain Beau. At one point, Beau laughed until tears slipped out of his eyes. They ate and drunk, played and watched movies together. By the time they finished everything, it was almost 2.00 am.

Beau laid his head on Max's shoulder feeling contented. He had never been as happy as he was at that moment. Feeling euphoric he wrapped his hands around Max's waist and spoke. " Thank you for being here with me. You have no idea how much it means to me. Thank you."

Max wrapped his own hands around Beau, cuddling him into his chest. He wanted nothing more than to see the man smile. He wished to make him happy. He wanted to be there for him whenever he needed him. " Beau," he called.

"Mmmh."

"Why do you feel sad on your birthdays? " he finally asked the question that has been disturbing his mind.

"It's because I miss my family. My birthdays are special events at home. It's the only day that I can do what I love, and what my parents dislike. They give me the freedom to be myself on my birthdays. To tell you the truth, I should hate my parents for how they raised me, yet I love them more.

It's the principle they instilled in me that helped me survive out there all by myself. It pains me, at the same time , since, it was on my birthday that the greatest betrayal of my life happened. It was on my birthday that my parents disowned me for being different."

Max listened to Beau patiently. Allowing him to let out his deepest darkest feelings. He felt the man's pain. If his Dad and brothers were to disowned him, he didn't know what he would do. He was so used to them that living without them would be a nightmare. Heck, he was even used to Jasmine. If anything happened to her, he would raise hell to protect her until the very end.

By the time Beau was done talking about his painful feelings, he was sobbing quite hard. Max wiped away his tears and carried him to bed. It was already quite late, and he should be heading home. Contrary to his thoughts, he didn't want to leave Beau alone in his current emotional state.

Beau, on the other hand, clung to Max's body. This felt serene. He felt warm and at home in the other man's embrace. He had the sudden urge to be selfish and hold on to the moment. Letting go of Max would be painful for him. As Max laid him on the bed, Beau held on tighter. " Don't go, please. Stay with me. Don't leave me alone." He begged.

Max looked at the other man and internally smiled. Finally, he got a reason to stay. " Would you be comfortable sharing a bed with me?" Beau nodded eagerly, smiling through his tears. Of course, he would love to share the bed with the man he loved. Who wouldn't!

" Alright then, I have to take a shower, though. It's a habit. May I use your washroom?" He asked again. Beau sat up looking at Max. " Can I .." he was about to ask if he could join him in the bathroom. Would he scare the man? Was it too soon? Would something happen in the process?

Max heard the question, but he didn't know what it meant. " Come again? I didn't get your question." Beau flushed feeling guilty. He was taking advantage of the man's kindness. "It's nothing. You can go wash up in the washroom as I do the same. I will use the guest room ."

He walked out of the room feeling flustered. Having Max around, not being able to do with him as he pleased was proving to be a difficult thing. His aroused member was aching painfully and he needed release. Unknown to him, Max was going through the same predicament.

The two men soon found each other and United in bed. Beau was grateful for having Max with him. He was certain that he would have a good night's sleep with his love around. Max cuddled Beau to his chest and covered their bodies with the blanket. The air was getting colder by the minute.

Beau drifted off to sleep soon. Max, on the other hand, was wide awake. He stole a kiss from the sleeping beauty in his arms. As he closed his eyes, he heard something that made his heart skip a beat. Beau was sleep talking. " I love you, Maxy. Be mine." He spoke.

Max froze for a few minutes, not able to hide the erratic beating of his heart. Was it true? Was this beautiful man, sort after by many in love with him? How long had he been in love with me? Did Jasmine know? Max asked himself question after question.

The ultimate big question, however, was that, was he ready to accept his love? He could feel the predicament take root in his heart. Holding Beau in his arms felt good. Kissing him felt better. Having him by his side was comfortable and warm. ' I don't know how to deal with your feelings but I don't want to run away from you. I hope I won't hurt you by acting ignorant of your love for me. I am sorry beautiful. My baby's Daddy!'

He had a gift for Beau. The baby he had adopted. Beau was going to be a co-parent with him. He liked the idea of raising a kid with the man. He was beautiful inside and out. His compassion and forgiving nature astounded him.

Listening to Beau talk about his parents, he had felt angry at them. They had never cared about his happiness. They had always prioritized their reputation over him. Yet, Beau still lived and cherished them. They abandoned him and he still thought of them on his special day.

He clenched his fist. Beau had suffered a lot already. ' I promise to protect you, dearest. I promise to be a good Dad to our baby and a best friend to you my darling. Good night love.' He kissed the sleeping man's forehead and closed his eyes to sleep. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Beau opened his eyes and looked at the man. ' I thought you would run away from me if I confessed. Thank you for staying with me. I love you, now and forever. Thank you for accepting me.' He reciprocated the kiss and finally closed his own eyes to sleep. This time for real.