Jase frowned and said, “But I don't feel young anymore. It's like my body is changing and I don't know how to stop it. The other morning I found a gray pubic hair and I felt like crying. I know that sounds absurd.”
Luis shrugged and let it go. But when Luis mentioned all this to Isabelle, Jase's ninety-something year old grandmother, she said Jase was going through a mild form of mid-life crisis. She laughed when Luis told her about what Jase was doing and she screamed when Luis told her about the gray pubic hair. Then she told Luis she'd died her hair jet black on her forty-fifth birthday because she didn't feel young anymore. Isabelle said it was the biggest mistake she'd ever made and it took months for the black hair to grow out. She told Luis her husband, Judah Nicholas, went out and bought a bright red convertible on his forty-sixth birthday so he could feel younger. Then she reassured Luis that everyone went through some kind of a mid-life crisis at one point or another and Jase would snap out of it eventually. “I know my grandson,” she said. “He won't do anything stupid. And if he does, you let me know and I'll straighten his ass out fast.”
Isabelle made Luis breathe a little better. Luis was also hoping Jase would snap out of his mid-life crisis after the reunion, partly because he was getting tired of waiting for Jase to come out of the bathroom. Jase started spending more time in bathroom trimming his pubic hair than his facial hair. Was he in there looking for gray hair between his legs? Luis was the one who was supposed to spend too long in the bathroom, not Jase. Luis was the one who was high maintenance, not Jase. But Luis didn't complain. He gritted his teeth and smiled. He took Isabelle's advice and decided to wait patiently for Jase to work all this out on his own.
When Jase came upstairs the night of the reunion and walked into the bedroom, Luis was still in bed watching TV. The Nicholas Hardware Store commercial was over and there were two aggressive, buxom women fighting over a fluffy peach bridesmaid dress that looked way too small for either of them. But Luis hadn't been paying attention to the TV. He'd been thinking about the reunion and how Jase would react when he saw his old classmates again.
When Luis looked up, he saw Jase standing there in basketball shorts and not shirt. His entire body was drenched in perspiration and his chest was still heaving from running up the stairs. Jase had always had a great torso, but now his abs ripped and his chest popped. Those two cute little muscles below his waist were bulging more than ever. Luis wasn't wearing anything. When they were alone in the house like this he preferred to walk around naked. He smiled at Jase and rolled over on his stomach. Then he spread his legs, arched his back a little, and sent Jase a mysterious backward glance.
Jase bit his bottom lip and walked to the bed. His hands were on his hips and his basketball shorts were sitting low on his slim hips. “What are you doing?” he asked, as if he knew what Luis wanted by looking into his eyes.
Luis spread his legs a little wider and said, “I've been waiting for you.”
Jase removed his training shoes and socks. He pulled down his shorts and climbed up on the bed. Then he bent over and kissed Luis's smooth naked ass. “You taste so good,” he said.
Luis reached around and grabbed Jase's dick. It was already hard and very sweaty; he stroked it a few times. “I bet you taste good, too.”
Jase licked Luis's ass and said, “It's getting late. We should get dressed for the reunion.”
Luis continued stroking Jase's dick. “We have plenty of time. You know what to do. You know how I like it.”
This time Jase bit his ass. Then he slapped it hard and said, “You're bad. You like dick too much.”
Luis turned and gazed into Jase's eyes. It still amazed him the way his chest caved in each time he glanced at the man he loved. “Can I help it if I'm in love with my husband? You looked so good when you came into the room, standing there all sweaty from working out, I can't help myself.”
Jase moved forward and buried his face in Luis's ass. They knew every last inch of each other's body by now and nothing was off limits. He chewed Luis's anus, then lifted his chin and said, “You're just saying that. I'm too old for you.”
Luis released Jase's dick and spread his legs as wide as he could. “You're perfect for me. You always have been and you always will be.” Luis was almost thirty, and Jase had just entered his early forties. Luis had never considered this much of an age difference.
“But I'm all sweaty.” He lowered his voice and said, “I stink and I'll get you all dirty.”
“It's better that way. I love you even more, if that's possible, when you're sweaty.” He reached back and ran his hand up and down his naked ass. “Fuck me like the time you fucked me last summer in the woods over that dirt pile while they were still building the house.”
Jase got up and climbed on top of Luis's back. He guided his dick into Luis's ass and mounted him so fast Luis's head went back and he gasped. “Do you love what I'm doing to you right now? Is this dirty enough for you?” He laughed and slapped Luis's ass hard. The smack made Luis's ears ring.
Jase's lean sweaty torso rested against Luis's soft back. Luis started to beg. “Deeper, don't stop.” Jase's long lanky legs were between Luis's legs and Jase bucked his hips slowly. Jase was already halfway inside. They'd stopped using condoms and lube a long time ago. Jase said he preferred Luis dry and Luis had learned how to take every last inch of Jase with or without lube.
“Let me know if I get too rough,” Jase said. “I'm kind of wired right now from working out.” He went deeper. His chin rested against Luis's left ear and he was whispering.
Whenever Jase told Luis to let him know if it got too rough, Luis knew he was in for a great ride. This meant Jase was pumped and horny. The fact that he'd been working out for two hours had probably worked him up even more than usual. “Don't worry about me,” Luis said. “Do whatever you want. I love everything you do.” This was the truth. Although they had an agreement where they sometimes brought other men into their bedroom, Luis had never met a man who could fuck like Jase. There was something about the way Jase penetrated him that filled every inch of his body with pleasure. Jase had a way of moving that made Luis lose all of his senses.
Jase gave him a few good, hard slams. The bed rocked and Luis's head went up and down. “You like that? Is that rough enough for you?”
“Uh-huh,” Luis said. He had trouble speaking. The lips of his anus tightened; he bent his legs at the knee and arched his feet. “Don't stop, Jase. Please keep going.”