Part 35


Josh smiled sleeping as he opened his eyes; he nuzzled his body closer to Justin’s, sighing happily when Justin buried his face in his neck. “Wake up, sleeping beauty,” Josh whispered into his hair, kissing the soft curls.

“Don’t wanna,” Justin murmured, kissing Josh’s neck lightly. “Wanna stay here in bed forever.”

“Can’t do that, baby boy,” Josh laughed. “You gotta go talk to your mom today.”

Justin’s body tensed and he pulled away from Josh slightly. “I’m not talking to her.”

“Justin, come on. She only said those things because she was angry, you know that.”

“I don’t care. Obviously she has a problem with me being with you, or being gay, or both, and I’m not going to deal with that. I want to be happy when I’m with you, not upset.”

“But Justin—“

“End of discussion, Josh. Now go back to sleep. Unless, of course, there’s something else you’d rather be doing,” Justin whispered, one hand sliding down to cup Josh’s semi-hard penis.

“Justin…” Josh warned, his eyes closing.

Justin laughed and planted a sloppy kiss on Josh’s cheek. “I love you. We can stay in bed until noon. Then we have to get up. We have a plane to catch.”

“What?”

“Well, since I refuse to stay with my mother, and you and I obviously can’t afford to stay here for two weeks, I took the liberty of booking a flight for us.”

“To where?”

“To see Britney!”

“What? When did you do all this?”

“Last night…after we…fell asleep,” Justin said, winking.

“Ahhh…ok. And does Brit know we’re coming.”

“Um…no. I figured we’d surprise her?”

“Justin!”

“What? Come on, Josh. Even if she doesn’t want us to stay with her, your parents live close to her anyway, so what’s the harm? We get to see Brit, we get to get away from my mom, and I get to meet your parents sooner.”

Josh sighed in resignation; there was no way to convince Justin otherwise, so he decided to go along with it. “Fine, Justin. What time does our flight leave?”

“4:00. That gives us all day lay in bed. Naked.”

Josh laughed and shoved Justin playfully. “I’m gonna run to the store and get some stuff. Snacks and whatever,” he said, walking over to his bag and pulling out this clothes. “You want anything?’

Justin pouted and threw the sheet off his naked body. Josh tried not to look. The last thing he needed right now was to get a hard-on before he walked out the door.

“But Josh, you can’t just leave me here, all alone…and naked…and hard…”

“Hard?” Josh asked, turning around and immediately wishing he hadn’t.

Justin’s hand was wrapped around his cock. And Justin was right—he was hard. He stared at Josh, a cocky smirk on his face. “You sure you wanna go get those snacks?”

“Justin…” Josh breathed, trying unsuccessfully to tear his eyes away from his boyfriend.

“I wanna play, Josh,” Justin said huskily. “Snacks can wait.” Josh stared at Justin, who’s hand was now working slowly on his own cock. The younger man’s hips arched off the bed, his head back and lips parted. Josh felt his own cock strain against the jeans that he now wished he hadn’t even put on. “Josh,” Justin breathed. “Come over here. And take those jeans off.”

Without hesitation, Josh kicked his jeans aside and crawled next to Justin, eyes glued between Justin’s legs.

“Touch yourself for me, Josh.”

“But—“

“I wanna see you come.”

Josh groaned and let his hand find the heat between his own legs.

“That’s it, baby,” Justin whispered, releasing his own cock and rolling on his side to watch Josh. He leaned down and sucked on the soft skin below Josh’s ear, resting one hand on his boyfriend’s stomach. “Come on, Josh. Come for me. Make yourself come for me.”

Josh’s hips arched off the bed as he came, panting Justin’s name.

“That was fucking beautiful, baby,” Justin whispered, kissing Josh’s nose tenderly.

“What about you?” Josh squeaked, trying to regain his composure.

“That’s what the shower’s for,” Justin laughed, winking. He rose from the bed and retreated to the bathroom, returning a minute later with a warm washcloth. He smiled as he cleaned Josh up. “Now go get us some food, baby.”

Josh laughed as Justin tossed his jeans at him. He tugged them over his hips, threw on a sweatshirt and a baseball cap, and kissed Justin before heading out the door.

Now if he could only remember where Justin lived.

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