Edgar Aeternum, Book 1: Tales of Aeternal Love (27 page)

Much to Edgar's surprise, his cock twitched
at the thought of riding Maddi hard. Maybe the flesh wasn't
completely down for the count after all. Then, as the endorphins
started to fade and he began coming down from cumming hard, he felt
the full-body exhaustion of one who'd had very satisfying sex. It
seemed the spirit was joining the flesh in its surrender to
sleep.

"I look forward to it, Maddi," he said. "Now,
however, I think we need to clean up and get some sleep. I can
barely keep my eyes open."

"Me, too," Maddi responded. "I need at least
a quick rinse in the shower."

"My thoughts exactly," Edgar agreed. "I need
to change the sheets, too. The bed is big, but so is the wet
spot."

"Agreed," Maddi said. "Tell you what, I'll go
load the dishwasher while you change the sheets; it's only fair.
Then we don't have to face it in the morning. But first, that
shower."

"You've got a deal," Edgar said. "Since
you're settling into my kitchen so well, does that mean you're
cooking breakfast tomorrow?" he teased.

Maddi laughed and said, "Not a chance! I'm a
great assistant and clean-up guy, but I can't cook to save my life.
If you want underdone eggs and overdone bacon with coffee so bad
it'll strip the enamel off your teeth, then I'm your man. If you
actually want edible food, someone else had better cook."

Edgar chuckled and said, "Fine with me. I
love cooking, but absolutely hate clean-up. I laid in supplies for
a really nice breakfast."

"Hmmm... A little presumptuous, assuming I'd
be here in the morning, don't you think?" Maddi teased.

"Not at all," replied Edgar. "Just a nice
coincidence. I typically make myself a nice, hearty breakfast every
day. It's the most important meal of the day, don't ya know!" he
said in a goofy, announcer-style voice.

This got a chuckle from Maddi. "Well," he
said, "I'm all for 'nice coincidences'. And hearty breakfasts."

"Good. You're gonna love what I have planned
then," Edgar said. "Now let's hit the shower before I lose the
ability to move."

"On it!" Maddi said, rolling out of bed.
Edgar followed suit and the two men walked the short distance to
the bathroom, Maddi's arm around Edgar's waist, Edgar's draped
across Maddi's shoulders. The shower was hot, quick and uneventful,
both men showing the signs of exhaustion.

Shower done, they walked hand-in-hand toward
the kitchen. Maddi stopped at the dining table and began collecting
dishes, while Edgar got fresh sheets from the laundry center. "See
you in a few," Edgar said. "And thanks for clearing up the
dishes."

"My pleasure," Maddi yawned and continued,
"It's the least I can do after such a lovely dinner. I'll be there
in a sec."

The yawn was contagious; when he finished,
Edgar said, "Cool!" and headed down the hallway to the bedroom. He
was just fluffing the pillows when Maddi wandered in, looking as
though he was asleep on his feet. "C'mere you," Edgar said, arms
wide open. Maddi walked into the gentle embrace, closing his eyes
and resting his cheek against Edgar's chest.

"This feels so good," he half mumbled.

"Yes, it does," Edgar said. "Let's get
horizontal; I want to fall asleep with you in my arms."

"Mmmm... That's nice," Maddi said softly,
reluctantly pulling out of the embrace. "What time is it, anyway?"
he asked.

Edgar glanced at the readout. "About two
a.m.," he answered. "What time would you like to wake up?"

Maddi crawled into bed and replied, "Is ten
OK?"

"Sure," said Edgar, ordering a ten a.m. alarm
from the HC and joining Maddi on the clean sheets. He wrapped Maddi
in his strong arms and Maddi snuggled into Edgar's warm body,
putting his own arms around Edgar and entwining their legs. Once
they were settled, Edgar gave Maddi a gentle kiss, which the
younger man sleepily returned. "I've had a truly wonderful time,
Maddi. This was an awesome first date and, I hope, the start of
something equally great."

"I'm with you all the way on that," Maddi
said, half asleep. "I think we're off to a great start."

"So do I," Edgar said, feeling sleep
overtaking him. He ordered the lights off and the apartment secured
for the night. He hugged Maddi tightly for a moment, an embrace
into which the young man snuggled. Edgar kissed him on the forehead
and Maddi turned his face up to Edgar for a good night kiss. Edgar
happily complied; the kiss was tender and loving and when it was
over, Edgar said, "Good night, Maddox Bristow."

"Good night, Edgar Aeternum," Maddi said.
Both men were sound asleep in seconds.

The HC began
softly chiming at ten the next morning. It got progressively
louder, as Edgar and Maddi, spooning facing the window, slowly
stirred. They snuggled tighter together, eyes still closed,
enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies. Finally, Edgar called
out to the HC, "Wake-up off," and the alarm stopped.

Edgar stretched and yawned, opening his eyes.
"Good morning, handsome," he said, sleepily.

Maddi rolled over, facing Edgar and opened
his eyes. "Good morning to you, sexy," he replied. "How'd you
sleep?"

"Like a baby," Edgar answered. "You?"

"The same," Maddi said. "Such a comfortable
bed and a wonderful cuddle buddy."

"Thanks; right back at ya," Edgar said.
"Ready for the outside world?"

"Sure," Maddi said. "Shall I open the
drapes?"

"Not necessary," Edgar said and called for
the HC to do it. Moments later, the dim light of the room was
replaced with a somewhat brighter light. The storm, having blown
itself out during the night, left a grey, rainy day in its
wake.

"Cool," Maddi commented. "Our HC does a lot,
but it isn't wired for everything."

"Mine is programmed to pretty much do
everything, but it came with a hefty price tag. It's as 'deluxe' as
the current tech allows."

"Nice!" Maddi replied. "Ugh, I could stay in
bed all day. But nature is calling; I'll be right back."

"No worries, I'm getting that call, too,"
Edgar said. "Why don't you use the master bath; I'll go to the
guest bath." Maddi looked back at Edgar from the foot of the bed, a
question on his face. "Some trips can't be shared," Edgar
laughed.

"Ah!" Maddi said, "Got it. Yeah, that's a
possibility here, too," he grinned sheepishly.

Edgar returned the grin, getting out of bed
and heading for the bedroom door. He turned back to Maddi and
called after him, "I hope everything comes out alright!"

Maddi, already in the master bath, hollered
back, "Eeeeww, that's gross, Edgar!"

Edgar laughed and hollered back, "True
enough! It's an old twen-cen crack."

"Yuck," Maddi called back. "That's something
that should've stayed buried in the past, if you ask me!"

"Noted," Edgar responded. "I'll put that one
back in the file."

He was halfway out of the door as Maddi
hollered, "Thank you! My appetite appreciates it!"

Edgar laughed loudly and called out, "You're
welcome! I aim to please!" he paused, considering, and added, "You
aim too, please!"

Maddi's laughter echoed in the master bath as
Edgar headed down the hallway for his own morning toilette. A short
time later, he returned to the bedroom, a mug of steaming coffee in
each hand. Maddi was sitting up in bed, the covers up to his waist.
"Nectar of the Gods," Edgar raised the mugs.

"Whatever Gods they may be, my thanks to
them. And to you," he said.

"You're most welcome," Edgar replied, handing
Maddi a mug and joining him in bed. He took a sip of the hot
coffee, closed his eyes and smiled. "Oh, is that good!"

"It sure is," Maddi said a moment later.
"Thankfully, our HC can do coffee; otherwise, I'd be in trouble,"
he smiled and took another sip.

They leaned against the headboard, quietly
enjoying the coffee and each other's nearness. Maddi reached for
Edgar's right hand with his left and their fingers closed together.
Maddi was the first to speak, "I know I said you owe me a good,
hard fuck this morning, but can we maybe defer until this
afternoon? I'm just so comfy and cozy right now."

"I don't see why we can't hold off," Edgar
replied. "I'm kinda in the same place, myself." He squeezed Maddi's
hand. "I could stay like this forever," he said.

"Me too," Maddi said. "Eventually, we have to
get breakfast, though" he said grinning.

Edgar ruffled Maddi's hair, making his bed
head worse. This time, Maddi returned the favor and soon they both
looked as though they'd survived a wind storm. They looked at each
other, smiling and both took big gulps of coffee. "What's on the
agenda today?" Edgar asked.

"Well," Maddi began, "Other than a three
o'clock class, nothing," he said. "And, truth be told, it's a
review class for a bio exam. Bio is my best subject," he looked at
Edgar with a conspiratorial grin. "So, it wouldn't really hurt if I
skipped," he finished.

"I won't make that decision for you," Edgar
said, returning the grin. "Your education is important, Maddi."

"I know, Edgar," he responded. "I'm usually
really conscientious about school. I don't skip actual classes and
I don't miss review sessions in classes where I could use the
review. But bio," he paused, "that class, I could probably
teach."

Edgar nodded approvingly. "Good to hear, good
to hear," he said. "I probably skipped a bit more often that I
should have, so I'm not a good role model there. But, if you do
decide to dump the review this afternoon, you're more than welcome
to spend as much of it with me as you want."

Maddi smiled and said, "You must've gone
enough, because that's the correct answer!" Edgar laughed and Maddi
leaned over and kissed him on the tip of the nose. "Good students
get extra treats," he grinned.

Edgar laughed again and wagged his eyebrows,
"And what do bad students get?"

Maddi belly laughed. When he finished, he
said, "Bad students get sent to bed alone."

"Well," Edgar responded, "I'll do my best to
keep my grades up, among other things."

"Good thing," Maddi quipped, "I hear the
professor is a colossal prick."

"Funny," Edgar came back, "I heard the
professor has a colossal prick!"

Maddi lost it at that one, dissolving into
fits of laughter. Edgar soon joined him and the two leaned against
each other, shaking. Eventually, they stopped and gazed at each
other with ear-to-ear grins. "You are so much fun, Maddi!" Edgar
said, finally. "I can't tell you how much I enjoy being with
you."

"It's a mutual feeling, Edgar," Maddi said,
giving him another quick peck on the nose. "I haven't felt this way
in a long time. Granted, I'm only nineteen, but I started
early."

"I hear you," Edgar said, planting a quick
kiss on Maddi's nose. "I haven't felt this way in a very long time,
either. Age, to me, is nothing but a random number. So you're only
nineteen, as you put it. Big deal! That doesn't discount your life
experiences or your feelings. Not to me, at least. Screw anyone who
says it does!"

"I like that about you, Edgar," Maddi said.
"You have the coolest outlook on life. You're also the first man
I've known who didn't treat me like a dumb kid."

Edgar's shock registered on his face. "Are
you fucking serious?" he asked. "Who in their right mind would ever
entertain that thought!"

"You'd be surprised," he answered.
"Especially since I'm mainly attracted to older men. Oh sure, if I
just wanna fuck, I'll do it with someone my own age, but even then,
I prefer someone at least five years older."

"Good to know," Edgar smiled. "I definitely
qualify. But, you've actually had guys treat you like a dumb
kid?"

"Yep. Even worse: Like a dumb piece of meat.
Some guys can be real assholes, believe me. Don't worry though, I'm
a tough little fucker; I got even."

"This, I gotta hear!" Edgar said.

"No huge story," Maddi replied. "One guy in
particular wanted me to just play dumb, be pretty and bend over. He
actually got pissed off when I tried to engage him in conversation.
He told me if he'd wanted to talk, he'd have called a friend.
Totally not the intent he projected when he was flirting with
me."

"What a prick!" Edgar interrupted.

"S'alright," Maddi continued. "I gave him
what he wanted. At least for a bit; then, I worked him up rimming
and fingering him until he was begging to be fucked. I, um, happily
and energetically obliged. When I shot, I got up, dressed and left.
He was freaked that I left him high and dry and he followed me to
the front door, all upset. So, I looked at him and said, 'If I
wanted more than just to blow a load, I'd have called a friend!'
and walked out on him, standing there with his hard-on waving in
the air."

Edgar was howling with laughter and Maddi was
grinning. "Serves his fucking ass right!" Edgar gasped out between
guffaws. "I would've loved to see the expression on the bastard's
face when you said that!" He lapsed into another fit of
laughter.

Maddi laughed and shook his head, still
smiling. "Remind me not to piss you off! I thought I had a mean
streak! You make me look like a fucking saint!"

Edgar was gasping and wiping tears from his
eyes. Finally, he was able to speak, "Only when badly provoked,
which takes a lot and I can't imagine you ever getting me to that
point. I applaud your style, babe; that was a sweet fuckin' piece
of revenge right there!"

"Thank you, thank you," Maddi made a little
seated bow. "I thought so, too. Of course, I never heard from him
after that, and good riddance, too!"

"Hear, hear!" Edgar cheered. "Besides, if he
had been an honorable gentleman, I'd never have had a chance to
meet you."

"Absolutely!" Maddi agreed. "And that, I
think, would've been a great tragedy." He looked at Edgar and
leaned in for a kiss.