Salubrious part 34

They rushed to Charlie’s place holding hands the whole time, looking at each other with a different look of seductive energy.

“You really know how to treat a lady,” Allan flirted.

Charlie growled sexily, “You’re the classiest bimbo I ever met, babe.”

“What a charming conclusion, Charlie, you freak.”

Charlie chuckled. “You’re a ho.”

Allan gave him a dirty look, then said seriously, “No you’re a ho.”

“I told you I was a slut for Salty’s. You knew what you signed up for, Julia Roberts.”

Allan laughed. “Do you even know how to shift gears? This is a standard H.”

Charlie shook his head. “No way. You’re quoting the movie now.”

Allan fluffed up his curly brown wig. “I’m the prettiest man you’ve ever met, aren’t I? Charlie please praise me…”

“You’re looked so fucking handsome I almost lost it when I first saw you, like so gorgeous, I was having a heart attack. That hostess had to drag me to you!”

Allan felt hot all over.

“What, is the pretty man all choked up?”

At a stop sign, Allan gave Charlie the most heated look, breathing erratically.

“You okay?”

Allan replied, “You’ll see what I’m all choked up about later.”

Charlie gulped. “Ah, fuck, man. You are really turning up the heat today. I like it. I really fucking like it,” he pulled into the driveway and they got out.

“I like you so much. You’re like my best friend but better cause we kiss and talk all night and sleep next to each other and..”

Charlie’s words were stopped as Allan smacked their mouths together roughly. Allan kissed him so hard, Charlie tasted metal. Allan accidentally made his own tongue get cut by the force.

The kiss gets cut off.

“Charlie… I…”

Charlie gives him an amorous look, pupils huge, his breath scattered and passionate.

“I..” Allan said with a sweet, gentle look.

Charlie pulls close against Allan’s body, tightly wrapping his arms around Allan. Allan kissed him passionately on the cheek, as they look into each other’s eyes deeply.

“I’m so fucking in love with you,” Charlie said first, making Allan blink in surprise and joy.

“Yeah?” Allan asked in a whimper.

“Yeah. I love you, Allan,” Charlie repeated, kissing his face all over.

“You do?” Allan wrapped his legs around Charlie’s waist as they go on the couch.

“Yes I fucking love you,” Charlie repeated with a deep, sweet voice.

Allan moans into Charlie’s mouth, “Again? Say it again.”

“I’m so damn in love with you, so bad, so fucking bad,” Charlie whimpers as Allan’s kisses travel from his hand, wrist, arm, chest and neck.

“Oh yeah, Charlie,” Allan euphorically said, taking off his wig and dress.

They kiss each other with a fiery succession of pecks, their hands trembling and touching each other everywhere, which still seems not enough.

“Oh, God, I love you, Charlie,” Allan said back.

They hit their climax with each other. The first sound of their reality being so loud and so powerfully mundane in its verbiage, it made the couple experience nirvana in a single breath.