by Kitt Lee
He felt like he'd die if he stayed like that. Maybe he shouldn't have asked him any question and demanded answers. He should have kept it to himself. Preston would have been a little bit happy. He decided that once Preston wakes up he'd apologize to him and beg for forgiveness. He was ready to act like a fool for his husband's love. Yes, that was what he's gonna do.
Caleb stripped all his clothes off and stood under the shower head. He slowly opened it, releasing a stream of warm water that massaged his body. It felt good as it poured on his skin. It traced his body all the way down to his feet. He wanted to stand there for a long time, feeling that warm jet of liquid doing wonders on his hard body.
If only that warm water would wash away his troubles and return him to his former position when Preston used to tease him, make love to him, kiss him and everything that they did as a couple. Man, he missed that a lot. But he wasn't worried because very soon he'd have Preston running right in his welcoming arms.
Uh! That was really a happy thought. He felt his body relaxing as his mind brought wonderful memories to him. Those memories made his body hot, his cock stiff and his heart pound deeper in his chest. There was nothing as good and as wonderful as them.
Caleb quickly pulled himself back to reality from his day dreaming. He realized that he'd been spending so much time in the shower and it got him worried. Maybe Preston wanted to take a shower before he goes to the office. He didn't want to upset him in the morning. He just wanted him to be happy all the days of his life.
Caleb took the soap, washed his body and hair. He was done in twenty minutes time.
Caleb took a towel, wrapped it on his waist and got out of the bathing room. He had a towel on his head which he had wrapped to prevent water from dripping from his hair, making the floor wet. He quietly closed the door only to find another surprise.
Preston was still in bed, sound asleep. Something was definitely up with him. He wanted to wake him and ask him.
Caleb smiled and moved closer to his husband. He sat at the edge of the bed and slowly started leaning down to wake him up with a morning kiss. He was almost near before he...he quickly stood up.
"Fuck!" He cursed as he stood up and went to the other room.
He leaned to a wall and breathed. How could he have forgotten that he had argued with Preston last night because of his mother? And now he wanted to wake him up with a good morning kiss? Geez, what if Preston was still in a bad mood and snaps at him?
Caleb couldn't take that. He thanked his lucky stars he had pulled away from him before his lips reached him. His heart was pounding and his breaths were faster than usual.
Phew! That was a close one.
"Pull yourself together," Caleb whispered. "You'll be absolutely fine. Just breathe."
Caleb took a few quick breaths and he was able to calm himself down. His temperature, breathing and heart rate were back to normal. He had no idea why he was scared of Preston' behavior. Guess, it was because it was the first time Preston had snapped at him like that.
Caleb slowly selected his clothes. He took his time because he wanted Preston up and showering before he got out of there. He took out a green shirt, brown skinny pant and black sandals. He was ready to start the day and as promised he was not gonna stay in the room anymore.
It was time to face the family members once again especially since he hasn't seen them in a week. He was ready to receive curses or anything that they would throw at him. Once they realize he's innocent they'd be back to him, living happily and laughing together.
That scene made him smile but it also made him realize that he was spending too much time.
Being careful not to make any noise, Caleb slowly opened the door leading to his room. He was really hoping Preston had not risen or in the shower because he had no idea how to face him. They had not argued before and that made him scared.
He had no idea how far Preston could go with his anger. That was getting him really worried. If only he could turn back time. He would make sure things go well and they would be in bed making slow, passionate love.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," Caleb whispered, hitting his head.
On one hand he was worried because he had triggered Preston' anger and now he was thinking about making love. Man, what was wrong with him?
Caleb slowly got into the room, closing his eyes so as not to see Preston if at all he was already awake. He slowly tip-toed in the room and when he was sure that Preston was not in that room he opened his eyes and almost fell down. He gasped and took a few steps back in fear.
His heart was now racing. His body quivered, his mind froze and his eyes were frozen on the one person that he had been thinking about.
There, in front of him, kneeling down was Preston. He had a poster with him which was written in black ink and it read,
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm such a fool for saying that to you. Please, forgive me."
Caleb gasped. His eyes watered and his mind was empty. His heart was beating with enjoy and he felt like he was suddenly weak. He couldn't move, his muscles were contracting and his breaths were heavy and loud.
Did the guy just apologize to him? Maybe he was joking.
Sure, Caleb remembered every single word Preston had told him the night before. It had been painful but...those eyes were pleading. Preston was using his wonderful puppy eyes to beg. Those eyes were always difficult for Caleb to resist. He knew he had been defeated. He couldn't stay like that with the wonderful hunk.
He slowly moved towards his husband covering his mouth. He just couldn't believe no matter how much he tried. The evidence was right in front of him but he couldn't believe it. It was too good to be true.
Caleb felt a tear falling down his cheeks and to his surprise Preston changed the poster and replaced it with another one,
"Please, don't cry. You are making me feel bad."
Caleb's tears fell more. He was not crying because he was in pain or something but because he couldn't believe Preston was apologizing to him. It was then replaced with the first poster.
With a beating heart, a determined mind and watery eyes, Caleb rushed to Preston and stood there. He looked deep in his eyes and saw anguish, pain and regret in those eyes. There was nothing he could do than to forgive him. His face said it all and he saw a tear running down his cheek.
Fuck that was a really handsome man. He couldn't bear to see him kneeling, crying and with a crazy poster like a fucking teenager. He needed to get him up.
Caleb closed his eyes shut, took a deep breath and opened them again.
"Please, get up." Caleb said, extending his hands to help Preston get up.
"No," Preston said as a tear ran down his cheek. "I won't get up until you forgive me. I'm such an idiot."
After spending an entire hour at the balcony crying and another hour in granny's room crying to her about how he talked to Caleb, Preston knew he had messed up. Even his granny was mad at him for telling that to Caleb. She had even reprimanded him and reminded him of a vow that he took when he married Caleb. He could remember it like it was yesterday,
"For better or worse, in good times and in bad times, I'll stand by you forever,"
That got him feeling bad. He shouldn't have done what he did in anger. He needed to apologize for being such an asshole. He had broken a vow and he needed to be punished for it.
"Please, forgive me." Preston cried as more tears ran down his face. He was in pain and he had no idea how to get rid of it.
Instead of making a crime he had committed a sin against Caleb and he needed to rectify it. He wouldn't mind if Caleb chose not to forgive him. Man that was a really bad feeling.
"Get up," Caleb said softly. "Please, you don't have to cry."
"I'm such an asshole," Preston cried. "I shouldn't have...."
"Stop crying," Caleb said in between sobs. "You are breaking my heart."
"No," Preston cried in his deep manly voice. "What can be worse than a husband saying what I said to his lover? Please, forgive
me."
"Get up," Preston said as he closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and opened his eyes wide.
"I forgive you," He muttered. "I forgive you from the bottom of my heart."
Preston gasped, quickly got up and wrapped his arms around Caleb tightly.
"Thank you so much." Preston said as tears flooded his face.
He didn't want to tear away from Caleb. He needed to hug him for the rest of his life. His grandmother's reprimanding had made sense into him. He no longer blamed him. He trusted him completely without any of the pain in his heart.
"It's okay," Caleb said, patting on his back. "I completely forgive you."
Preston held tightly and he cried. He cried like never before, tightly holding him. He never wanted to let go. His cries were of pain, regret and he wanted to punish himself for hurting the very person he had promised never to hurt after their marriage. It was really painful and he wanted to cry that pain out.
He cried for over twenty minutes till he eventually found himself sitting on the bed, holding Caleb's hand sweetly, and planting kisses on it from time to time. When he was calm he felt he needed to say something further.
"I'm really sorry," Preston sighed, feeling that pain slowly going away. "I never really meant to say what I said. If I could just go back in time I would gladly do it. I should have trusted you more."
Caleb looked at Preston and his heart broke. His eyes were red and there were still wet tears on his face. He had never seen him cry like that before. It was so touching yet so heart breaking.
"It's okay," Caleb mumbled, feeling the warm hands of Preston. "I shouldn't have asked that question and triggered your anger. I should have kept quiet."
"No," Preston said with a gloomy sigh. "I was really angry. My mom was poisoned and I slowly started believing it was you. She kept telling me that she drank the soup and felt so much pain. That was deeply embedded in my mind and I got it out once you asked. I'm truly sorry. I just wanna forget about everything. She's safe now and that's what matters."
Caleb was quiet. He had no idea what to say next.
"I completely understand," Caleb said, holding Preston' cheek. "If I was in your shoes I would have probably done the same."
Preston expected Caleb to be mad at him and shout a lot. This was way easier than he thought.
"Why are you like this?" Preston sobbed.
"I told you," Caleb said with a sad smile. "I was born this way."
Preston' tears stopped once he looked deep into Caleb's eyes. Those piercing blue eyes were calling to his very soul making him horny, really horny. He got really attracted to Caleb but then again he had messed up and he didn't want to do anything. He had hurt his love.
"You are really an angel,"
"Then why are you crying?"
"Because...because I had hurt an angel and I am really sorry for that." Preston said softly, squeezing Caleb's hands.
"I'll be honest," Caleb sighed. "I really got hurt last night. I cried myself to sleep but I forgave you even before you asked for it. I can't stay mad at you forever. It'll kill me."
"The last one week," Preston confessed, pulling Caleb close to him. "I was really confused. I had a lot of things in my mind. I couldn't think clearly. I tried hard to believe that you were innocent but the memories of my mother almost dying in my arms after drinking your soup were messing with my head.
When you asked me about it I got angry and blurted all that out in anger. I shouldn't have said..."
"Shut up and kiss me," Caleb commanded, getting closer to Preston.
"Really," Preston sobbed.
"I might just change my mind." Caleb chuckled nervously.
He wanted to make Preston happy and not like a complete idiot.
"Well then," Preston said, rubbing his tears quickly. "I better start now."
Caleb chuckled and he felt Preston holding his waist tightly, bringing him closer. He was staring deep in those wonderful eyes and it was so beautiful. They were red but they couldn't have been as beautiful as they seemed that morning.
"You really are beautiful," Preston said, slowly licking his own lips.
"Then why aren't you kissing me?" Caleb said in a sexy voice.
Preston chuckled nervously and began getting closer.
Their eyes were locked together, staring deep into each other's soul. Preston forgot about the pain as a wave of powerful emotions took over his body.
He felt a cold wind gushing on his face making him quiver and tremble. His breaths were getting faster and his cock was growing harder. This was the first time in a week that he was able to sustain an erection.
He realized just how much he missed making love to the boy he really loved. His cock was stiff in his pants, poking on his jean. He felt it getting harder and stronger.
Preston slowly brought Caleb closer to him till their faces were closer. He closed his eyes, gripped the back of Caleb's head and brought his lips on his. He was now kissing him slowly and passionately. He kissed him, sucked both his lips and then nip on them till he eventually heard him give out a low moan.
Even he was enjoying it and his own moans were sexy and music to his own ears. He gripped Caleb's waist firmly, massaging it, making the boy's moans to become louder.
Caleb had missed kisses like that. He couldn't still believe it was happening after a week of not receiving them. His body was on fire and he was thinking dirty. His cock grew stiff in his pants and large amount of pre-cum oozed out of his slit as time went by.
There were vibrations running through his entire body, making him squirm in the big hunk's arms. And oh, the moans that tore from Preston' throat. He had missed those moans a lot.
They met with his thereby making the tongues vibrate with a beautiful rhythm. He was really turned on and wanted to make love. His hole twitched painfully in need of that wonderful cock thrusting deeper into that ass.
He was even imagining being on the bed, making love slowly and kissing so passionately. He wanted it and he wanted it a lot. His body was being filled with lust that he couldn't resist anymore. It was really so beautiful.
That tongue was slowly penetrating into his, sucking on his tongue and that hand at the back of his head was making it hard for him to breath. He couldn't have liked it any better. He wanted Preston or he would soon die of sex.
Making sure that he was still kissing Caleb, Preston slipped his hand inside of Caleb and pinched on the nipples. He felt him shudder and it made his body to vibrate in a way in which he was vibrating all over. He wanted Caleb and he wanted him right there.
Preston removed his hand from under Caleb's shirt. He held his waist tighter and slowly made him lie on the bed.
He slowly got on top of him, feeling that wonderful cock throbbing in his pants. He felt he'd go crazy if he didn't do it.
Preston continued kissing Caleb, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He tore away from his mouth and slipped the shirt off, throwing it on the floor. Kissing Caleb deeply on the mouth, Preston began going down, kissing his chin, nipples, belly button and then the crotch.
He felt him moan loudly and it went straight to his cock. He felt pre-cum leaking from his cock and it was leaking so badly. His cock was throbbing painfully in his pants, begging to be released.
Preston moved his hands to Caleb's jean. He quickly unbuckled the belt, unbuttoned the jean and slipped it off together with the boxer.
Caleb's cock flung to the surface and it was leaking pre-cum. Preston slowly stroked, feeling the boy writhe on the bed. He brought his mouth closer and cleaned the pre-cum off that wonderful cock.
Caleb suppressed a loud moan when he felt Preston' hot tongue on his cock. His body vibrated and his mind was totally blown. He'd forgotten how that felt each time Preston did it. He clenched the sheets some more and twisted his head from side to side.
He was close. He was really close especially since he hadn't come in a week. He didn't want to come already as he was reserving it for the time they'd make lov
e.
Preston quickly got up and stripped his clothes off. He was now nude, his cock throbbing and leaking. He opened Caleb's leg, got in between them, leaned forward and kissed him passionately. Their moans got louder and their cocks rubbing against each other were magical. His body shuddered as he felt a million volts of electricity hit him.
He was near and he couldn't hold it anymore. He had to make love to the boy soon or he'd shoot right there.
Preston tore away from Caleb's mouth with a moan.