Part 25


Sunday morning, 9AM

He propped himself up on an elbow, looking down at his sleeping lover, a soft smile on his face.

Justin. His love. His life.

JC dropped a hand, rubbing his fingertips gently across Justin’s head, the hair a bit curly, the buzz cut of the last years gone. His smile widened. A softer Justin? Hardly, he thought, dipping to skim the eyebrow piercing attached to Justin’s skin. JC paused as Justin shifted a bit, turning his face into the pillow, seemingly rooting for something, like a baby after a breast. JC shifted a bit closer, letting the sleeping Justin sense JC was still there, and Justin calmed.

JC laid back down his pillow, still facing Justin, still tracing random patterns on Justin’s skin with his fingers. He skimmed down Justin’s cheek, thumb rubbing onto Justin’s lips. They opened automatically, and JC slipped inside, the moist heat of Justin’s mouth surrounding his thumb, a quick shot of desire stabbing his crotch. His thumb moved out, using Justin’s wetness to circle his lips. JC paused as Justin’s tongue peeked out to lick his lips. JC closed his eyes at the action, the sight of Justin’s tongue enough to make the fire just starting erupt into hot flames of desire.

God, he loved this man.

Justin snuggled deeper into his pillow, and JC opened his eyes again, watching again as his lover slept on. He was getting a bit upset by now. How can he sleep when I’m awake? JC thought, slipping his hand down, pulling away the sheet covering Justin’s bare chest. The sunlight pouring in through the window caught the gold ring attached to Justin’s nipple, taking all of JC’s attention. His fingers skimmed the nipple, tugging a bit, making the pink nub rise. Justin shifted a bit in his sleep, and JC paused.

Oh, this is fun, JC thought, forgetting his brief irritation at Justin’s sleepiness. He never got to do this, savor Justin on his own terms. They’d both been so busy lately that leisurely lovemaking had been impossible. But on this soft Sunday morning, all things were possible. Even…? Yes, JC thought, his excitement building, even that.

JC shifted on the bed, moving across Justin’s naked chest, mouth hovering over Justin’s pierced nipple. He lowered his head slowly, tongue sneaking out to lick the nub, slipping through the ring, then tugging with a strong flick. He dipped down on the bed, his left hand searching for and finding Justin's other nipple, his right hand moving down Justin's torso, tugging at the springy nest of hair before finally capturing Justin's hard cock.

A hand in his hair made JC look up, Justin's sleepy blue eyes sparkling in the bright morning light. A tug, and JC moved up, and their lips met in a soft but insistent kiss. JC kept up the pressure on JC's nipple and cock, making the boy under him squirm on the sheets.

"Good morning," Justin said, his voice soft and scratchy.

"Hm," JC said, moving his mouth down Justin's jaw, scraping with his teeth the light stubble growing there. "Hope you don't mind that I woke you up," he continued, sucking hard at the pulse point on Justin's neck.

"Oh, uh, no," Justin said, twisting his head for JC to get better access. "Not, oh God, at all, oh, uh..." Justin swallowed as JC moved back down to his piercing, pulling hard on the nipple, the pleasure/pain racing through him like a shot of whiskey.

"Good," JC said, his hand reaching into the bedside drawer and pulling out a small bottle. Sitting up, he flipped off the sheet, exposing Justin to the morning light. JC quickly stripped Justin of his boxers, and straddled the now naked man on his thighs. He poured a good amount of lube into his hands, rubbing them together, eyes never leaving Justin's, a sly smile on his face.

Justin saw that smile, and knew what was coming. His excitement grew. It had been so long...JC moved to between his thighs, and the warm gel was being rubbed on his cock and oh...yes...he spread his legs to give JC better access and arched off the bed as JC slipped a finger inside of him.

JC splayed a hand over Justin's hip, holding the boy down. "Oh, no, baby," he said, sliding in a second finger. "Not just yet."

Justin twisted on the sheets as JC's fingers worked magic on his body, bringing him to a fever pitch before leaving him. Justin mewed in protest at the empty feeling, reaching for JC, watching as the older man lubed up his own cock before spreading Justin wider, slipping between his thighs. JC covered Justin with his body as he slid inside.

The feeling for both boys was exquisite. Justin was tight and hot and holding JC with strength and love and oh, his legs just pulled up, driving him deeper and deeper. Justin reveled in the feel of JC inside of him, filling him, touching him in places that had been empty for too long.

JC leaned up, looking down at Justin's rapt face. JC swallowed hard, the sight of Justin's excitement feeding his own. Justin's eyes opened, and met JC's. "Fuck me," he breathed, wrapping his legs even tighter around JC's hips.

JC needed no second urging. With power and grace, he moved in and out of Justin, pumping with strong, sure strokes inside of his lover. Justin's hands moved to JC's ass, pulling him closer, fighting with JC to bring them their release. JC felt Justin tense under him, so he redoubled his effort, moving faster and faster until finally, Justin exploded between them. The contractions around JC's cock were so powerful, JC came as well, pouring himself into Justin with a shout of satisfaction.

They were a mess of tangled limbs and sweaty bodies, both spent and exhausted. JC shifted just a bit, pulling out of Justin but not moving off of him. Justin's arms came around JC, holding him close, petting the damp skin.

JC felt a kiss brush his hair. "Happy birthday," Justin murmured.

JC snuggled into Justin's chest. "Best present ever," JC countered.

"For both of us." Justin lifted JC's head, pulling him in for a soft kiss.



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