He let his mind wander for the time being. He thought about his unborn babies. Latoya was now seven months pregnant. How would they look? Who would they act like? Would they become future doctors or basketball players or musicians like their fathers? Would they have their mother's sense of humor or Joshua's quiet intuition? Would they have JC's nose? Justin giggled a little at the thought. He silently hoped that they had a mixture of Latoya and JC's nose.
Justin cracked opened his eyes and looked at his husband. Man, he's beautiful. I'm all his and he's all mine. We're going to be daddies. And our kids are going to be the most loved. Justin smiled and continued to stare at JC. Justin began to feel himself grow. He let his baby sleep. JC had an important meeting with the board of directors this morning and he needed all the sleep he could get.
Well, it seemed that his groin had other thoughts. His arousal wanted JC up and to come out and play. Justin rubbed his naked dick across JC's thigh. The two men usually slept in the nude. Justin silently called out to his husband to wake up. He was hot and horny.
"So you're just going to rub your cock all over my thigh and not expect me to say anything?" JC said throatily. He woke up when he felt Justin's heel on his bottom. He always woke up when Justin did that but he never told the younger man.
Justin sighed and snuggled closer to JC. "Nope I was hoping to do a little bit more than rubbing."
"Is that so?" he coyly asked.
"Oh, it's very much so. Let me show you," Justin growled. He flipped JC onto his back and he grinded their groins together.
"Mmhmm. Show me," he moaned. The two men prodded and slid their hard cocks together, creating a sticky mess between them. "I love you."
Justin began to kiss the creamy chest of his husband, licking and lightly biting little patches of skin here and there. "I love you too baby," he murmured into JC's nipple. He bathed the hard nub with his tongue. JC brought his hand to his husband's head and held it at his nipple. Justin raised his head up and quickly moved to the nipple he left behind. After sucking thoroughly, he licked his way down Josh's abdomen. He brought his hand to JC's erection and stroked while continuing to lick his way down to JC's rod.
"Justin." JC called out, thrusting into Justin's big hand, smearing it with precum.
Justin looked up and smirked at his man. "I know," he whispered. He licked his wet hand, knowing it turned JC on something wicked. JC grabbed onto Justin's head, trying to pull him up and kiss him but Justin disaffirmed. "No I want to taste you."
"Me too," JC moaned as Justin tightened his grip and laved his belly button at the same time. "Come up here."
Justin shook his head and replaced his hand with his mouth. Justin swirled his tongue over the sticky, oozing head. He lifted his mouth up and rubbed his lips over the mushroom-shaped head, kissing it lightly.
"Oh Justin," JC mouthed. He loved when Justin did that. The younger man opened his awaiting mouth again and slid the thick, juicy dick right in. He bobbed his head up and down, making loud slurping sounds every time he went down the throbbing pole. "Suck me." Justin hummed, driving JC wild. The blonde held JC's hips down onto the bed as he continued his oral attack on the deep red phallus. Justin played with JC's testes while sucking the thrusting dick.
"I'm going to cum. Keep it like that," his voice broke as Justin did a trick with his magic tongue. Justin felt Joshua's balls tighten up and knew he was ready to orgasm. He speeded up his sucking motions and bobbed his head on the delicious shaft. JC thrust madly into the hot wet cavern and came hard. Justin drank it all, not wanting to waste a drop of the slightly sweet yet salty treat.
"Oh God, that was great Jus," Josh sighed happily. He began to nudge Justin with his knees, signaling Justin to slide up next to him. Justin pressed his hot and sweaty body against JC and slowly dragged his body and leaking cock until the two men were flush against each other. "Let me return the favor, baby."
Just after JC was flipped Justin over onto his back and began to make his descent to Justin's dick, the phone rings, tearing the lovers away from their haze. JC looked at the clock and cursed. He should be dressing for work now. "I'm going to be late if we continue this."
"So?" Justin frowned. He sighed as JC reached for the phone. JC laid back by Justin's groin.
"Hey there pregnant lady? How you doing?" He greeted cheerfully.
"I'm fine baby doll. Why are you still home? You really should be heading out or you're going to be late for your meeting."
"I know, I know," JC licked at Justin's angry penis two times and patted it apologetically. He sighed, "I better get a move on. It's a good thing you called. I'm going to fit in a quick shower. I'll leave you with Justin."
"Do you have to?" she asked sarcastically.
JC laughed and handed the pouting blonde the phone, "What do you want?" Justin growled into the phone.
"Well good fucking morning to you too, Timberlake. Since you're in such a chipper mood would you kindly bring me a pound of Granny Smith apples, a pound of Boar's Head Chicken and a Polly Wolly piecrust? Oh yeah and some pink Star Cake sprinkles. I want only pink, okay?"
"What are going to do with all of that?"
"I've had a hankering for a chicken and apple pot pie," she rubbed her tummy as she moaned into the phone. "And when you put those sprinkles on it, ooh I can't wait. Please hurry. We're hungry."
"The things I do for you," he sighed and then looked at his erection. While he looked at his pent up cock, JC walked through the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around his waist. Justin stared at the water droplets run down Josh's back. "Fuck," he stated loudly.
*`*`*`*`*`*
"Latoya! Latoya!" Justin called out as he stepped into the woman's house. She got rid of the bandage and she walked up and down the house now that she didn't have to hop all over the place.
He had to flit all around Westchester County for goddamn Polly Wolly piecrusts and pink Star Cake sprinkles. He was going to make her do twenty laps in the pool and then whip out his favorite and her most hated book of stretches. Justin held his bag of groceries and closed the door. She still didn't answer. "Latoya? Where are you?"
He made his way to the kitchen and saw an open Pizza Hut pizza box. He frowned. He knew there was no pizza boxes in her fridge last night so that would mean she had to have ordered today. She had him running from store to store searching for the damn food and she'd already ate? He was tired and frustrated and hungry and especially pissed. He changed it to thirty laps.
He walked out of the kitchen and went inside the den. There he found the pregnant woman munching on a pizza slice. "I thought you wanted to have a chicken-apple pot pie. What are you doing eating fucking pizza?"
"Hey don't get snippy with me, Timberlake. We were hungry and we couldn't wait any longer."
"So what about this?" He waved the plastic bag angrily in the air.
"I'm not hungry now, Justin, obviously," she said as if she was speaking to a child.
He closed his eyes and counted to ten. He slowly opened them, "Latoya, do you understand that I wasted my fucking morning looking for that shit you made me buy? I was going to get the blowjob of the fucking century this morning and then you called. Granted you didn't know that but I am frustrated as hell. Then you tell me you don't want this shit. I went to like twenty different stores and I didn't have anything to eat. You eat damn near an entire pizza without sharing. I'm starving. Goddamn it!"
"I have pizza in the oven. I wouldn't forget my main man and slave driver," she rolls her eyes. "Sorry you drove around but did you know that you could have bought all of that at the supermarket around the corner?"
"Motherfucker," he cried out. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought you knew. Come help me up and then we'll go get you some pizza okay? I can help you with your stomach but your penis will have to be left alone for the time being." She raised her hands out in the air and Justin held them. She pushed as he pulled and she stood upright. The two began to make their way into the kitchen.
"My penis and I thank you. Now feed me and then look for a bathing suit cause we are going to be doing some laps today. And then some stretching," he smiled with satisfaction.
She stopped in mid track. "No please."
"Oh yes please," he retorted. "I have Hal's Wonder Stretches and Breathing Techniques in the car just for you today."
"I'm sorry," she damn near cried. She hated that book with a passion. "I'll make you a fucking pie just please not that. I'm sorry. Blame it on hormones but have mercy on me."
"Yeah tell that to my cock. He's a bit agitated."
"I will if it makes you happy. But please not the stretches, anything but those stretches. I couldn't sit for rest of the day and all of my muscles hurt. You like torturing me. I'm so sweet to you-"
"Ha," Justin scoffed.
Latoya continued as if he never interrupted, "And this is how you repay me? You better hope we don't have boys 'cause I was thinking about naming them Justin and Joshua. But since you want to be a drill sergeant, I'm going with Christopher instead of Justin." She opened the oven door and took out the pizza box.
"You will not name my kid after that elf." He opened the cabinet to take out a plate.
She looked up from her task. "Hey! He's my elf! And only I get to call him that!" She put three slices of pizza into the plate and took another slice for herself.
"I can't believe you two are dating, in the first place." He sat down on a stool by her blacktop counter.
She smirked and handed him the full plate. "So how about we just have a nice dip in the pool and talk about baby names? I'll come up with first names and you and JC come up with middle names?" She offered sweetly and sat down next to him. She chomped down on her slice.
"If you say yes to a baby shower and not name my kid after Kirkpatrick, you have a deal."
She tore a piece off of Justin's slice, "Well Chris explained to me the joys of having one since his last visit and there was also the threat from your mother and mine, so it looks like a baby shower is inevitable. But I won't name the baby after Chris. So I don't have to do those horrendous stretches?"
"No." He quickly swallowed and chewed.
"Chris will be back here tomorrow and then you can have all the sex you want anytime of the day without my interruptions."
"I pray for his flight to arrive early."
"Bitch," she retorted quickly.
"So?" He started on his last slice.
"How about Christian for a girl?"
"That's not too bad. How about Moonbeam for a middle name?"
She blinked. "Are you serious? I can expect that from Chris and maybe JC but you Justin?"
"Just kidding. But don't make JC hear the name Moonbeam. He might actually pick it," the two laughed out loud.
"How about Melissa?"
She shook her head. "Noah?"
"Riley?" He suggested.
She sighed. "This is why I avoided name picking. This is going to take forever and a day. And plus we have two kids to name," she shook her head pitifully. "Want another slice?" She grabbed two for herself anyway.
*`*`*`*`*`*
"I like Riley. It's cute for either a girl or a boy," JC stated to his husband in their bed. The two have finished fucking like rabbits and were happy and sated. Now that their sexual tension was out of the way, the men began to rally different names for their unborn children.
"Yeah it's nice. I like Joshua," Justin said while pulling on a lock of Josh's wavy hair.
"I hope you do cause he just fucked you into the mattress," JC smirked naughtily.
Justin quickly kissed his husband. "And that is why we are married."
"I thought it was because you love me."
"Yeah that too," he grinned. JC stuck out his tongue and Justin sucked on it for a bit. "How about Joshua or Justin?"
"For a middle name? Doesn't that seem kind of selfish?"
"Hell no. I just can't come up with another set of boy names that I like." Justin full out played in JC's hair.
"Well we have two more months to choose. Besides suppose it's a boy and a girl? Are we going to pick Justin or Joshua for the boy?" JC pecked Justin's wrist.
"Good point. Let's put the naming aside. We've got a baby shower to plan."
"She said yes? Well of course she said yes. I'm already ahead of you. I alphabetized the guest list on the computer and I'll print the names in the morning. We have to have a theme and theme color. And a band. And games. Ooh and those little hotdogs. And a cake. It has to be chocolate and she has to get a dress and Chris will have to get her a corsage."
"Honey."
JC continued, "And we'll make seating arrangements. And a baby registry. We don't have much time."
"Baby." Justin called again.
"I think pastels are okay but it will be in August you know, so maybe not. Ooh and invitations. They have to be really classy not that bargain shit. It's a shame we're waiting to find out the babies sexes cause we could have monogrammed the invitations," he sighed. "Oh well, I'm thinking we should have it outdoors. You know what why don't I call her now?"
"It's after midnight, JC. She might be sleeping."
"I'll find out," JC excitedly dialed the numbers and Justin sighed out loud. He turned his back to his overly happy husband and closed his eyes. It looks like it was going to be a long night as well.