“Mom!”
Justin exclaimed, snatching his hand away from Josh’s crotch and trying his
best not to giggle. “Hi!” He stepped forward to hug her and she glared at
him. “Um…miss me?”
“Justin, are you drunk?”
“Um…” Behind him, he heard Josh’s stifled laugh and his own giggles
bubbled in his throat. “N-no.”
“Is something funny, young man?” she asked, leaning around Justin to eye
Josh.
“No, ma’am. Nothing’s funny,” he said, his cheeks reddening.
“Mom, we were just—“
“I don’t want to hear it, Justin. You boys get your bags. We’ll talk about
this later.”
Justin looked to the floor and turned away, nudging Josh on his way to the
baggage carosel. “Thanks a lot,” he whispered.
“Hey, you’re the one that stuck his hand down there.”
Justin smiled and leaned his head on Josh’s shoulder. “You’re right. And
I’d do it again if my mom wasn’t standing right there.”
“But she is,” Josh said, still wobbly from the alcohol he had consumed.
“And now she probably hates me.”
“Nah, she doesn’t hate you,” Justin said, reaching down and grabbing his
suitcase.
“We’ll see about that.”
“Are you boys ready?” Lynne called.
“Coming, Mom,” Justin said, winking at Josh. “Which is hopefully what
I’ll have you doing later.”
***
“I don’t appreciate the two of you making a scene at the airport today,”
Lynne said to Josh and Justin, who were sitting side by side on the couch.
“Not very appropriate.”
“Mrs. Harless, I’m sorry. I know I probably gave you the wrong impression—“
“Yes, Josh,” she said, cutting him off. “You did. I’m going to try and
look past it, though, since Justin seems to care about you so much. But there
will be no messing around in this house, do you two understand me?”
“Mom!” Justin whined. “You can’t expect us to—“
“It’s my house, Justin, and my rules. End of story. Josh, you’ll sleep on
the couch while you’re here. You two can keep your hands off each other for
two weeks.”
“But—“
“No buts, Justin. Now go get ready for dinner.” With that, she stormed out
of the room. Justin slumped against JC and closed his eyes.
“God damn it. There is no way I’m going to be able to go two weeks without
touching you.”
“It’ll be ok, Justin. We’ll make it work.”
“No, I need you. Fuck, I need you right now,” he whispered, licking at
Josh’s ear. “God, Josh, I’ve been hard for you all day, and it’s killing
me.”
“Justin—“
“Shh…come to my room tonight…at about midnight…she’ll be sound asleep…and
we can have some fun.” He licked at the hollow of Josh’s throat and stood
up. “Now lets go get something to eat. My mom makes some mean lasagna.”
***
“Good night, Mom,” Justin said, kissing Lynne on the cheek.
“Good night, Justin. I’m sorry I was so upset today, but rules are rules,
baby, and I know you’ll follow them. You’re my good boy.”
“Yep.”
“I love you, Justin.”
“Love you too, Mom. Night.”
Lynne flicked off Justin’s light switch and closed the door behind her. Justin
sighed heavily and crossed his arms behind his head before glancing at his clock.
Only 9 pm. How the hell am I going to wait three hours? he thought.
Downstairs on the couch, Josh was having similar thoughts. The thought of Justin
writhing underneath him was getting to be too much, and he cursed Lynne for
making up this stupid rule.
9:02. These are going to be the longest three hours of my life.
“Josh?” came a hushed voice.
“Justin? What are you doing?”
“I can’t wait three hours,” Justin said, crawling into Josh’s lap. “I
need you, baby.”
“Justin, we can’t! Not right here, not right now. You said midnight!”
“Isn’t it exciting, though? Thinking that we might get caught? Doesn’t it
turn you on?” Justin nibbled at Josh’s earlobe, one hand skimming over
Josh’s bare torso.
“Justin,” Josh whispered. “We can’t…”
“Yes….we can…and we’re going to.” Justin turned his head and captured
Josh’s lips in his own, sucking and licking as if his life depended on it. He
managed to strip Josh down to boxer briefs in seconds flat, and his own clothes
soon joined Josh’s in the growing pile. “Baby,” he whispered sexily into
Josh’s ear. “I want you so bad.”
Josh groaned when Justin slid a hand inside his boxer briefs, strong fist
encircling Josh’s cock. “God, Justin…so good…”
“Naked,” Justin said between kisses. “Now.” He slid Josh’s underwear
over his hips and past his thighs, and Josh kicked them off before ridding
Justin of his last article of clothing.
“Justin, did you…” Josh breathed, flipping them over so he was straddling
his boyfriend. “Lube. We need lube, baby.”
“In my jeans,” Justin panted, arching his back in a desperate attempt to
make contact with any part of Josh’s skin. “Hurry, baby…I need you…”
Josh reached to the floor and fished in Justin’s pockets, smiling triumphantly
when he retrieved the small tube. He leaned down and kissed Justin softly as he
coated his own erection with the cool gel. “You ready, baby?” he whispered
against Justin’s neck.
“Please, Josh…” Justin whimpered, writhing underneath the older man. Josh
pushed forward slowly, inching his way in to Justin’s heat as Justin moaned
softly, eyes squeezed shut.
“I love you, baby,” Josh whispered, pressing himself inside, filling Justin.
A scream startled them, and Josh scrambled off of Justin’s body, reaching
blindly for his clothes.
“Out. I want you out of here. NOW.”