“Justin…” A soft voice tickled Justin’s ear and he
mumbled something in his sleep, burrowing his head deeper into the pillow.
“Justin,” the voice came again, this time followed by a kiss pressed to his
neck.
He woke slowly, smiling lazily when he remembered that he was wrapped in the
arms of the boy he loved. He pressed back against Josh, giggling at the hardness
he felt against his lower back. “Someone happy that I’m here?” he
whispered, unable to hide the smile in his voice.
Josh ran his fingers through Justin’s soft curls, leaning his head on
Justin’s shoulder. “What are you talking about?” he whispered, thrusting
his hips forward gently, cock pressing against Justin’s ass. “This?”
Justin bit back a moan, trying to play it cool. “Yeah, I guess so. What’s up
with that?”
“Hmm…I don’t know…could have something to do with the fact that the most
beautiful boy in the world is lying naked in my arms. Or maybe it’s because
the boy I love is waking up next to me…and we made love last night, and it was
amazing…”
“That would probably explain this then, too, huh?” Justin breathed as he
grabbed Josh’s hand and placed it on his own erection.
“Maybe.” Josh said softly.
“And for all the same reasons,” Justin said, turning in Josh’s arms to
face him. “Morning, babe.” He kissed the tip of Josh’s nose and nuzzled
his neck, sighing happily.
“Morning. Sleep well?”
“Better than ever. I want to sleep in your arms every night.”
Josh smiled and kissed the top of Justin’s head. “I think that can be
arranged.”
Justin looked up at Josh and smiled, hand caressing Josh’s cheek. “I
haven’t told you that I love you yet today.”
“You haven’t?”
Justin shook his head. “Nope. I love you.”
Josh laughed and kissed Justin softly. “I love you too.”
“Hey, remember what we did last night?” Justin said, a slight blush creeping
up his cheeks.
”How could I forget?”
The blush deepened. “Can we…I mean…can we do that again?” He kissed
Josh’s collar bone, tongue sneaking out to lick at the soft skin. “Like,
right now?” His hand trailed down Josh’s body, rubbing small circles on his
bare stomach. “Please?”
Josh responded by kissing Justin hard on the mouth, tongue plunging into
Justin’s mouth, tasting, exploring. “You don’t have to beg,” he managed
between kisses, and he laughed when Justin flipped him onto his back and
straddled him.
“Oh, you think this is funny?” Justin said, playful glint in his eye.
“Well…”
Justin pressed himself down onto Josh, and their erections met in a sweet crush
that sent shivers of pleasure down Josh’s spine. He moaned and his eyes
fluttered shut, lips parted.
“Not so funny any more, is it,” Justin breathed in his ear before returning
to his mouth to kiss Josh hungrily.
A knock at the door, and both Josh and Justin groaned in complaint. “Who the
hell could that be?” Justin whined.
“That’s Brit’s knock.”
Justin sighed. “What does she want? She knows I spent the night in here last
night…she should be leaving us alone until next Tuesday!”
Josh giggled and kissed Justin’s shoulder. Britney knocked again, harder this
time. Josh sighed. “We should see what she wants.”
“Joshua Scott and Justin Randall, open this damn door. Now! It’s
important!”
Justin frowned and Josh shrugged, as confused as Justin was. Justin crawled off
of Josh and wrapped a sheet around his waist as he headed to the door.
He opened it to find a very frustrated Britney, arms folded, foot tapping.
“What’s up, Brit?” Justin asked, jumping behind the door as he realized
that the bulge below his waist was protruding through the white sheet he was
using to cover himself.
“Lance is here.”
Justin’s heart stopped, and in seconds Josh was beside him, grilling Britney.
“Where? Why is here? When did he get here?”
“He’s on his way up. I saw him pull up in front when I was walking in, and I
hauled ass up here to warn you guys.”
Lance hadn’t left Justin alone since the day Justin confronted him about Nick.
He left long messages, stopped by unannounced, and sent Justin flowers.
“Is he ever gonna give up?” Josh snapped angrily, tugging at his own curls.
“I’m sorry, Josh,” Justin whispered, leaning up against the wall.
All the anger drained from Josh’s face and he pulled Justin into an embrace.
“Just, this isn’t your fault, baby. I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at him.
He won’t leave us alone.”
“I don’t think he really believes we’re together,” Justin said softly.
Josh thought for a minute, then grinned. “I have an idea,” he said tugging
at Justin’s hand.
“Where are we going?”
“Your room. Brit, when Lance gets up here, tell him to just go on in, you’re
sure it’s unlocked.”
“Um…ok…”
Josh pulled Justin into the room and tugged the sheet from his waist. “Josh!
What are you—“
“On the bed. Get on the bed.”
“Oooh, I like it when you’re all demanding like this, “ Justin grinned,
crawling on to the bed.
Justin heard a low whistle and smiled. “Like what you see?”
Josh responded by pouncing on Justin, bathing his face in kisses.
“Josh,” Justin gasped. “As much as I’m enjoying this…” Josh wrapped
his hand around Justin’s cock. “Jesus…and I am enjoying this…how is this
going to get rid of Lance?”
“Holy shit.”
Justin froze when he heard Lance’s voice.
“Shit…I’m…I’m sorry, you guys…I…I…I better go. Sorry again.”
Lance ran from the room and Josh looked down at Justin, grinning. “I don’t
think he’ll be bothering us anymore.”