Part 11


“See you Sunday, honey,” Justin said, kissing Ella’s cheek. “Be good for Gramma.”

Ella rolled her eyes. “Daddy, I’m always good.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he smiled. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Daddy!”

“I’ll call you later, ok?

“OK Daddy. And Sunday when I get home my room will be all painted pretty, right?”

Justin laughed, ruffling her hair. “Right. Purple, just how you want it.”

Ella squealed happily. “Tell Josh I love him, ok?”

“I will. Bye, Mama!” Justin called, giving Ella one last kiss before heading to the truck and pulling out of the driveway.

As he drove, he thought about the past month and a half of his life.

He couldn’t remember ever being as happy as he was now.

He had Ella, his sweet, wonderful daughter, who he loved to the ends of the universe and back.

He had Josh, the love of his life, the person he cherished most next to Ella.

He had a beautiful new home, great friends, and a mother who would walk to the end of the earth and back for him.

He smiled, humming along with the radio.

Life was good.

And this weekend, he would be spending every waking moment with Josh.

All alone.

No Ella, no mama, no Lance or Chris or Joey.

Just he and Josh, locking themselves in the house for the weekend.

And painting.

At that, Justin chuckled and rolled his eyes.

He could think of a lot more romantic things to do over a long weekend alone than painting, but he had to admit that it needed to be done, and Ella had been begging for purple since they’d moved in.

Tossing his keys on the counter, he yelled for his boyfriend.

“Josh, I’m home!”

“Up here, baby!”

Justin smiled at the endearing term; his cheeks still flushed whenever Josh called him “baby”, and he wasn’t ashamed to admit it.

He climbed the stairs, calling Josh’s name again.

“In here.”

Justin peeked his head into Ella’s room to find Josh standing there, shirtless, paint roller in hand.

He already had two of the walls finished, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Baby, you started without me,” Justin pouted, and Josh smiled, taking a step towards Justin.

“I know,” he said softly, lifting Justin’s chin with a single finger. “I thought that if we got done sooner, we could have more time for me and you.”

Justin grinned, liking the way Josh’s thought pattern was going, and stripped out of his shirt, reaching for another roller.

“You look cute all spattered with purple paint, ya know,” Justin commented as he slid the roller over the white walls, smiling as the purple slid on smoothly.

He jumped when he felt Josh behind him, one of Josh’s hands slipping around Justin’s waist to palm his stomach.

“And you look cute period,” Josh whispered against Justin’s neck. “I love you, you know that?”

Justin smiled, nodding. “I know. I love you too.”

“Good,” Josh said, licking at Justin’s ear. “Then you trust me, right?”

Justin was a little nervous now, mostly because this was completely unexpected. “Y-yeah, baby. I trust you.”

Josh nodded against Justin’s shoulder, pulling him closer, mouthing the back of his neck.

By now, Justin’s heart was practically beating out of his chest. He and Josh had fooled around; every-other-day hand jobs, the occasional early morning blow job…but it hadn’t gone further than that.

Not that Justin wasn’t ready.

He was just scared out of his mind.

“Relax, baby,” Josh whispered, sensing Justin’s tension. “Trust me.”

Justin nodded, swallowing hard and letting himself be led into his bedroom.

“You’re so beautiful,” Josh murmured, kissing his way up Justin’s neck, licking a wet line from his ear to the corner of his mouth. “So amazing.”

Justin swallowed the words, his tongue slipping against Josh’s, the moan from Josh’s mouth flowing into his own, causing a spine-tingling vibration.

Justin was well aware of Josh’s hands, traveling from the back of his neck down to the waistband of his jeans, tugging at the button, gently working the zipper down.

“Josh,” Justin whispered, eyes closed, head back.

“Yeah, baby?” Josh cooed, kissing Justin tenderly.

When Justin didn’t answer, Josh continued to strip him of the offending clothing, smiling against Justin’s cheek when the younger man’s jeans finally pooled around his ankles.

“Is this ok?” Josh whispered, his hand covering the hot bulge covered by Justin’s boxers.

Justin nodded, unable to speak, his entire body feeling as though it may turn to jelly any second.

Josh walked forward slowly, silently urging Justin toward the bed. When the back of Justin’s knees hit the mattress, Josh lowered him slowly, following Justin’s body with his own until he was draped over the younger man, lips still dancing over the delicate skin of Justin’s neck.

“Up, baby,” Josh said, motioning for Justin to shift on the bed.

Justin did, moving his body until his head hit the pillow.

He didn’t realize Josh was pulling at his boxers until the cool air of the room hit the heat of his cock, and he gasped, eyes snapping open.

Because this was something new.

Josh had never seen him naked.

Yeah, the handjobs. But never naked. Just hands down pants.

Josh smiled warmly, eyes dancing. “Are you ok?”

Justin nodded slowly, suddenly very unsure of himself.

He squeezed his eyes shut when Josh’s hands began tracing patterns on his chest, long fingers stopping to tug his nipples into hard nubs.

Justin hissed, rolling his head to one side and chewing on his lip.

“Ok, baby?” Josh whispered, leaning down to kiss behind Justin’s ear.

Justin nodded again, turning his head only when Josh cupped his face in his hand. “Open your eyes,” he whispered, and Justin obeyed, slowly letting himself look at Josh.

All the fear and tension he’d felt moments ago melted away when he looked into Josh’s eyes.

He trusted this man with his life, and he smiled.

“I love you,” he said, bringing his hand to the back of Josh’s neck and pulling him down for a kiss, brushing his tongue lightly over Josh’s bottom lip. “I’m ok, baby. I promise.”

Josh nodded, his hands continuing their path down Justin’s body.

To his surprise, Josh’s mouth left his, and he almost cried out at the loss.

Almost, because where Josh’s mouth had been was nothing in comparison to where it was now, and Justin bucked his hips to get more of his cock into Josh’s hot, wet mouth.

Josh’s mouth continued to work it’s magic, and Justin jumped when he felt Josh’s fingers at his lips.

He’d seen enough porn flicks to know what that meant, and he immediately tensed up.

The reaction didn’t go unnoticed by Josh, who slid his mouth slowly off of Justin’s cock, one hand palming Justin’s hip soothingly. “It’s ok, baby,” he whispered, kissing Justin’s thigh. “I won’t hurt you. I promise. Just relax, ok? I’ll make it good for you.”

Justin bit his lip, but nodded, closing his eyes again when Josh’s mouth returned to his erection. He licked tentatively at Josh’s fingertips, his body vibrating when Josh moaned around his cock. He sucked at Josh’s fingers greedily, tongue swirling around Josh’s knuckles.

He whimpered when Josh pulled his fingers away, but quieted when Josh whispered, “Shh.”

He looked up at Justin, licking at the head of Justin’s cock, and smiled as he pressed one finger against the tight ring of muscle hidden between Justin’s legs.

Justin winced a bit, tensing up again. Josh kissed his hip gently, eyes never leaving Justin’s. “I love you, baby,” Josh whispered, pushing the first finger into Justin’s body.

Justin nearly jumped off the bed. It didn’t hurt, per say. It was just…a very foreign feeling.

When Josh curled his finger inside Justin, Justin decided that the foreign feeling was the best feeling he’d ever had, his cock twitching with every movement of Josh’s finger.

“Josh,” he panted. “Oh god…”

“What, baby? What is it?”

Justin took a deep breath and looked down at his lover, eyes wide and trusting. He cupped Josh’s face in his hand and whispered, “Make love to me.”

”Are you sure?”

Justin nodded, pulling Josh up into a searing kiss, yelping at the loss of Josh’s finger from his body.

Justin reached up, hands shaking, and popped the button of Josh’s jeans, sliding them over his lover’s slender hips, cupping his ass as he went.

Josh closed his eyes, burying his face in Justin’s neck.

“God, Justin,” Josh moaned as Justin's hand found his cock, stroking slowly. “I love you so fucking much, baby.”

“Me too,” Justin murmured. “Please, Josh.”

Josh pulled back and looked into Justin’s eyes, making sure his boyfriend was ready for this.

“I trust you,” Justin whispered, stroking Josh’s cheek.

Josh nodded, licking his hand and rubbing it over his own cock.

“Are you sure?”

“More sure than I’ve ever been of anything.”

Josh smiled, kissing Justin tenderly, placing the head of his cock at Justin’s entrance. “If it hurts,” he whispered, pressing forward slightly, “tell me.”

Justin nodded, eyes shut tightly as Josh pushed again. He winced, a sliver of pain shooting up his spine. He took a deep breath, nodding for Josh to continue.

Josh pressed feather-light kisses to Justin’s face, neck, chest, all the while entering Justin slowly, allowing his lover to adjust to the new intrusion.

“Justin,” Josh whispered in Justin’s ear as he began his first slow thrust.

Justin rolled his head to the side, eyes squeezed shut tight.

“Baby,” Josh soothed, kissing Justin’s neck. “Relax…”

Justin loosened his muscles as best he could, touching Josh’s face gently.

Josh buried his face in Justin’s neck as his hips began to pump, moving in a slow rhythm with Justin’s body. Justin’s face flushed, his lips parted as his head rolled to the side.

The pain soon subsided, and Justin was writhing underneath Josh, whimpering and begging, for what he wasn’t sure.

He just wanted more.

“Josh,” he panted, reaching up with a shaking hand to touch Josh’s face. “Baby…”

Josh smiled down at Justin, kissing him lightly before wrapping his fingers around Justin’s cock, stroking lightly, thumbing the slick head.

“Justin,” he groaned against Justin’s neck. “I’m…I’m gonna…”

Justin nodded quickly, wrapping one long leg around Josh’s waist.

With one hard thrust, Josh was exploding inside his lover, shuddering in pleasure, inadvertently releasing his grip on Justin’s erection.

It wouldn’t take Justin much more, though, and the moment Josh collapsed against Justin’s body, Justin’s hips shot up as he came between their bodies, creating a sticky mess between their sweaty chests.

Justin closed his eyes, fingers idly tracing Josh’s spine, as he began to catch his breath, relaxing under the warm body of his lover.

Josh pulled back, bracing himself on his arms, gazing down at Justin.

“I love you,” he mouthed, kissing Justin’s nose as he slid off of the younger man’s body, disappearing into the bathroom and returning a minute with a clean chest and a warm washcloth.

He slid the cloth down Justin’s chest, cleaning him lovingly, wiping away the stick remains of their lovemaking.

He tossed the cloth aside, curling up behind Justin and kissing the back of his neck.

“You okay?” he mumbled, eyes drooping.

Justin nodded, smiling as he pulled Josh’s arm around him, lacing their fingers together.

They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms, reveling in the strength of their love.



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