“Justin?”
JC called, tossing his keys on the bed and shrugging off his jacket. “You here,
baby?”
JC smiled when he heard running water, then Justin’s voice. “DON’T come in
here yet!”
JC laughed and pulled his shirt over his head, scratching at his stomach lazily.
It had been a long day, and he really needed some sleep. If only he could figure
out what Justin was up to.
“Baby, what are you doing? I wanna go to bed,” JC called, sliding his pants
over his slender hips and kicking them aside.
“I’ll be right there. Don’t go to bed yet!”
JC laughed and plopped down on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes sleeping.
“J, I’ve been in the studio for eight hours straight…get your cute little
ass out here so I can wrap you in my arms and fall asleep.”
“Hang. On!” Justin shouted, looking around the bathroom nervously.
Everything had to be perfect or he just knew he was going to screw it up. When
they’d booked this hotel, he’d made sure he and JC had the biggest suite,
the one with the huge bathroom overlooking the city below. The bathtub was big
and round, perfect for what Justin had planned. He smiled as he remembered what
had happened six months ago that day.
***
“Justin…what are you saying?”
“I’m saying…” Justin said nervously, trying desperately not to sound
like a child. “I’m saying that I like you.”
“You like me?”
“Yeah…like…I
like
-you-like-you. Want-to-
be
-with-you-like–you.”
JC’s eyes brightened, and Justin swore he could see tears forming there. But
he never got a chance to decide if he was right, because JC’s lips were on
his, and his eyes were closed, and at that moment, nothing else mattered.
***
Justin looked around one last time and sighed.
I hope this works,
he thought, taking a deep breath before stepping into the bedroom.
“It’s about time you decided to—“ JC’s jaw dropped when he looked up
and saw Justin wearing nothing but a shy smile.
“Um…hi,” Justin said quietly, taking a cautious step towards JC. “Happy
anniversary,” he whispered, now standing only a few feet from JC, who was
still gaping.
“Justin…” JC said, swallowing hard and trying to fight the nervous feeling
in the pit of his stomach. “W-what are you doing?”
“Six months today, baby…remember?”
“Of course I remember…how could I forget? But…Justin…you’re…” JC
stumbled over his words and flushed red.
“Naked. I know, JC.”
“But you’ve never—“
“
We’ve
never, baby,” Justin said, leaning down to lick at JC’s ear. “We’ve
never been naked together…”
Lick.
“I’ve never touched you.”
Kiss.
“You’ve never touched me.”
Nibble.
JC drew in a shaky breath as Justin’s lips continued their assault on his
neck. “I want you to touch me, Josh.”
“Justin, I—“
“Shh, it’s ok, baby,” Justin said, tugging at JC’s hand and pulling him
up. “We won’t do anything we’re not ready for, ok?” JC nodded silently
and let himself be kissed, reveling in the feeling of Justin’s bare chest
against his own. He let his hands roam Justin’s back, fingertips dancing
lightly over the soft flesh. He’d been wanting to touch Justin forever, but he
was afraid Justin wasn’t ready. Obviously the younger man was proving him
wrong. “Follow me,” Justin breathed, his voice dancing across JC’s ear.
“And close your eyes.”
JC let himself be led into the bathroom, eyes closed, hand in Justin’s. When
he heard the door shut behind him, he jumped slightly. “OK,” Justin said,
wrapping his arms around JC’s waist from behind. “Open.”
JC was so in awe of the sight before him that he barely noticed when Justin’s
hands worked his boxer briefs from his body. He stepped out of them without even
thinking twice, eyes wide and flickering with the candlelight that flitted about
the bathroom. “Justin,” he gasped, and Justin smiled against his bare
shoulder, mouthing the flesh at the base of his neck. “You did all this for me?”
“For us,” Justin whispered, letting his fingers dance down JC’s chest.
“Because…” Justin took a deep breath and swallowed hard, turning JC around
in his arms. He rested his forehead against JC’s and nuzzled his nose against
the older man’s. When JC’s erection bumped his own, he almost lost his
entire train of thought. “Jesus,” he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut and
resisting the urge to thrust his hips forward. Take it slow, the thought to
himself, trying to think of anything but the throbbing between his legs.
“Justin,” JC whispered, letting his hands find their way to Justin’s hips.
“Because why, baby? Why did you do all this?”
Justin wondered just how he was going to get the words out with JC’s fingers
trailing up and down his cock, because right now every thought in his head was
flying out the window. “JC, please,” Justin whimpered, bucking his hips just
slightly. “Not yet, baby. Please, just…not yet, ok?”
JC frowned slightly and pulled back, looking at Justin in confusion. “But I
thought you wanted me to—“
“I do! God, JC, you have no idea how much…but I have this all planned out,
and…” He blushed when JC smiled at him happily. “And I want it to be
perfect.”
“Ok,” JC whispered, kissing the corner of Justin’s mouth.
“Ok,” Justin whispered back before taking JC’s hand in his own and leading
him to the bathtub, which was full of water and mounds of bubbles.
“A bubble bath?” JC said, unable to hide the grin in his voice. Justin’s
heart fell.
“You think it’s stupid, don’t you? God, I should have known you would
think it was stupid, I’m just rushing things and I’m being an idiot
and—“
JC silenced Justin with a tender kiss. “Justin, you’re not rushing anything,
ok baby? I…I want this.”
Justin’s eyes widened in realization. “You do?”
JC nodded and kissed Justin again, this time a little more aggressively. “And
I think it’s romantic.”
Justin blushed and ducked his head, looking up at JC shyly. “So you
wanna…”
“After you, hot stuff.”
Justin laughed as he slid into the tub, sighing happily as the hot water soothed
his aching muscles. JC followed suit, slipping in between Justin’s legs and
leaning against his chest.
They sat there in silence for what seemed like a lifetime to Justin, listening
to light hissing of the bubbles disintigrating around them.
“Josh?” Justin whispered, kissing behind JC’s ear.
“Hmmm?”
Justin didn’t say anything, just continued to rain soft kisses on JC’s neck
and ear. His hands slid down JC’s chest, stopping along the trail of hair that
led to the hot flesh between JC’s legs. Taking a deep breath, he dared to let
his fingers dip lower, twining in the patch of hair just above JC’s erection.
“Justin,” JC breathed, taking one of Justin’s hands in his own and guiding
it downward. He gasped when Justin’s fingers wrapped around his cock, pumping
slowly.
“Is this okay?” Justin asked, swallowing hard.
“God yes…” JC shifted, his backside rubbing against Justin’s erection.
Justin nearly screamed at the contact, mouth latching on to JC’s neck.
“Baby…” JC cooed, pulling away from Justin slightly. “Slow down, Just.
We have all the time in the world.” He turned in the water, settling himself
into Justin’s lap and wriggling slightly, his cock meeting Justin’s under
the hot water. Justin moaned and tilted his head back, lips parted, breathing
shallow.
“So beautiful,” JC murmured against Justin’s chest as he licked away the
tiny droplets of water on Justin’s skin. He sputtered when his tongue picked
up some stray bubbles and he spit out the soapy water. Justin couldn’t help
but laugh at the bubbles dripping from JC’s nose and chin.
“Not funny,” JC grumbled, rubbing at his face to get rid of the offending
soap. Things only got worse, though, because the bubbles on his hands just clung
to the ones on his face, and it wasn’t long before he had a bubble beard.
Justin was laughing hysterically.
“Talk about ruining the mood,” JC said, unable to hide his own grin.
“I love you anyway, Santa Claus,” Justin laughed, kissing JC’s nose. It
only took two seconds for him to realize what he’d just said.
Shit!
he thought.
It wasn’t supposed to come out like that! Maybe he didn’t hear me.
The look on JC’s face said otherwise, though. His eyes were wide, and his
mouth hanging open.
“Shit, JC,” Justin said softly. “I’m sorry, it wasn’t supposed to come
out like that…”
“You said you loved me,” JC said quietly, blinking hard.
Justin nodded, forcing a small smile. “Um…yeah, I did.”
“That’s the first time you’ve ever said that.”
Justin nodded. “I know.”
“Do you…I mean…is it…” He ran his hand over Justin’s head, tracing
one finger down the younger man’s cheek. “Do you mean it?”
“Of course I mean it,” he said softly, leaning into JC’s hand. “I
didn’t mean for it to come out like that…I meant for it to be romantic and
sweet, and it wasn’t…but I still meant it. I love you, JC.”
JC smiled, a sweet, genuine smile that sent shivers down Justin’s spine. “It
was sweet. And it was romantic. You know why?”
Justin shook his head.
“Because it just came out. You didn’t have to think about it. You didn’t
have to sit there and stumble over the words. It just came out of your
mouth…like second nature. That’s how I knew you really meant it. That’s
how I knew it was real.” He said the last words very softly, leaning closer to
Justin, his breath ghosting over Justin’s lips. “And you know what,
Justin?”
“What?” Justin breathed, eyes fluttering closed.
“I love you too.” No more words were spoken as JC’s lips melted into
Justin’s their bodies sliding together under the water. JC rocked his body
against Justin’s hips, groaning at the sweet friction the movement was causing
between his legs. JC painted Justin’s face with kisses before moving down his
body and ducking his head under the water, tongue swirling around Justin’s
nipple. Justin gasped, arching his back sharply before tugging JC up from
beneath the surface, pressing their lips together once again.
“Love you,” Justin mumbled against JC’s mouth, hands roaming JC’s back.
“So much, baby. So much…”
Justin wasn’t expecting JC to wrap a hand around his cock, and he squeezed his
eyes shut and bucked his hips forward as JC’s hand worked a smooth rhythm on
the hard flesh.
“Justin,” JC whispered against Justin’s neck. “Make love to me.”
Justin’s eyes snapped open, and he looked at JC in surprise. “Are…are you
sure?”
“I’m sure,” he said, kissing Justin tenderly. “Please, baby. I want to
feel you inside me.”
Justin nodded and wrapped his arms around JC, kissing him with all the love he
had. His hand drifted down JC’s body, sliding up his inner thigh. “Up a
little, Jayce,” he whispered, and JC raised his body so he was hovering over
Justin’s hand. Justin’s finger found JC’s opening, and he pushed forward
slowly, afraid of hurting JC. JC’s eyes closed and a low moan escaped his
throat as he tilted his head back.
“More, Justin,” JC breathed, pushing down on Justin’s finger. “Please,
baby.”
Justin leaned forward and kissed JC’s neck lightly before adding another
finger, moving both in and out as slowly as he could. “Are you ready, baby?”
he murmured.
JC nodded, closing his eyes when he felt Justin’s cock at his entrance.
“No, baby,” Justin said. “Open your eyes. Look at me.”
JC obliged, locking eyes with the man in front of him. Blue bore in to blue as
Justin pushed inside, shuddering in pleasure as he buried himself in JC’s heat
for the first time. “You ok?” he gasped, fighting the urge to thrust into
his lover.
“I’m ok, baby,” JC said, eyes never leaving Justin’s. “Make love to
me.”
They started a slow rhythm, their eyes locked the entire time. Justin swore he
could see into JC’s soul, and his heart soared with all the love he saw there.
Justin reached down and stroked JC in time with their thrusts, and when he felt
JC’s balls tighten in his hand, he knew the older man was close. “JC…come
for me, baby. It’s ok.”
“Justin…I…” Justin’s sped up the movements of his hand, and JC’s
eyes squeezed shut as he came, face buried in Justin’s neck. He felt Justin
shudder beneath him and listened as Justin’s breathing slowed. “I love
you,” he whispered as Justin slid out of him.
“I love you too.”
Hours later, they lay sound asleep on the bed, wrapped up in one another. Each
breath JC took matched Justin’s, and happy smiles played on both of their
faces.
Tonight, they’d truly found each other for the first time.