Chapter 6

Ward kissed Tyler. Tyler kissed back. They let their longing for one another block out the situation caused by the circumstances of their lives. Their arousal increased.

“Fuck me,” Tyler begged.

His words spurred Ward to greater heights of excitement. Being united with Tyler once again had been foremost in his mind ever since he’d decided to come home after his discharge from the army.

“Are we going to need protection?” Tyler asked.

“No,” Ward responded. He’d been careful with every partner he’d had since leaving Summerville and was tested regularly. The last time was just before he’d returned home. He’d not been with anyone since.

“Good,” Tyler whispered. “I don’t want anything separating us.”

Tyler’s body felt so wonderful under Ward’s hands. Tyler’s passion and desire for Ward enhanced Ward’s response. When the time came for Ward to enter Tyler’s body, Ward’s groan of pleasure mingled with Tyler’s. The years of separation seemed to vanish. They were one again, just as they had been so long ago. This time they had the maturity and experience that enhanced their union.

Ward had been with many men over the years. None had he loved; none had been to him what Tyler had been. Now he was here, deep inside, and once more united with the man with whom he had discovered his sexual identity—the most beautiful man in all the world. Ward realized how empty all those sexual encounters had been. Sex without love, without caring, without commitment, was just a meaningless act that brought no real fulfillment, no lasting satisfaction.

Tyler’s legs were raised, wrapped tightly around Ward’s waist. His arms held Ward firmly. Their chests were pressed together. Ward’s lips were on Tyler’s as Ward reached his peak and he breathed words of love as the waves of pleasure cascaded through his body.

When Ward’s climax was past, he raised up and looked down on his reclaimed love. “Incredible,” he said in a low voice. “Better than I remembered.”

Tyler smiled.

Then Ward proceeded to make his way down Tyler’s torso licking, kissing, and caressing every inch of his man’s magnificent frame. Ward followed the trail from Tyler’s navel to the thick tangle of blond pubic hair where he buried his face and breathed in the intoxicating scent, so familiar even after the years they had been apart.

Tyler gasped as Ward took in the full length of his lover’s cock. Ward relished, once again, the feel and taste of Tyler’s rigid organ as it throbbed within his mouth.

In a short time, Tyler moaned, “I’m gonna cum.” He raised his hips as spurt after spurt of warm, salt-sweet fluid gushed into Ward’s mouth.

Ward swallowed it all. Now his seed was inside Tyler and Tyler’s in him. Once again they were part of one another, together the way Ward had always known they were meant to be.

Ward kissed the tip of Tyler’s still hard cock, then slid up to lay beside him.

“I’m glad you’ve come home, soldier,” Tyler whispered. Tyler used the dog tags that hung around Ward’s neck to pull him into a tender kiss.

Happy, and filled with joyful hopes for their future, they fell peacefully asleep in each other’s arms.

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Sometime later Ward jerked awake. Tyler was still sleeping. Ward looked at his watch—4:30. He hadn’t meant to sleep that long. But it had been so wonderful to be with Tyler again. He got up, put on his briefs, and carefully gathered his clothes. Making sure none of his belongings were left behind, he gently kissed Tyler and made his way to Jack’s room.

The door to Eddie’s room was slightly ajar. Was it that way when me and Tyler went to bed? Hadn’t Tyler pulled it shut? Ward wondered. Not able to remember, he used the bathroom, went into Jack’s room, and lay down on the bed.

Ward pulled a pillow against his chest. He took a deep breath, kissed the pillow, and whispered, “I love you, Tyler. It’s so good to be home.”Chapter 2

Tyler stretched and opened his eyes. He’d been having the most satisfying dream. In it, Ward had been standing in full military uniform in a field of waving grain. Tyler began running toward him. As Tyler got closer, Ward opened his arms. When Tyler came up to stand before him, Ward’s uniform dissolved and Tyler was enfolded in the soldier’s arms, pressed against his naked chest. He could feel Ward’s hard cock pressing against his.

Tyler woke up. He reached out and stroked the pillow next to him where Ward had been lying. Tyler smiled. It wasn’t a dream. Ward was back. He mused about the changes in his old boyfriend. Ward was more muscular now than he had been in high school, had a shaven head, and when did that hair on his chest appear? Tyler appreciated these changes. He thought they were sexy. But more than that, he appreciated that the man himself had not changed. He was the same caring person with whom Tyler had fallen in love.