Jack had never actually been inside Ethan’s room, only the doorway. Ethan had a simple platform bed and two end tables on each side, with a matching dresser/mirror combo and a small closet in the corner. The bed had a bookshelf as a headboard, full of books, toys, and diapers. Jack walked in and sat on the bed, then leaned back a little onto his elbow. Ethan froze in the doorway. “Oh.”
Suddenly he was riddled with anxiousness, even with a hard-on. It had been almost a year since he last had sex with anyone. He had one condom in his wallet literally from that last encounter in November, which was a goodbye romp with his co-worker turned lover right before he moved to Rockville.
Jack sensed his hesitation. “We don’t have to do anything,” he said. “I just want you to lay beside me.”
Ethan nodded, sat on the bed, then laid down and stared at the ceiling. Jack smiled, laid down next to him and looked up as well. He let his left hand find Ethan’s right hand and held it. They were silent for a moment, then Jack asked, “How long have you wanted this?”
“I don’t know,” Ethan replied. “Probably since the first time you called me a dickhead.”
Jack laughed loudly. “That was like our first encounter. And you really were a major dickhead.”
Ethan smiled. “It was slow, gradual. I know what I was feeling, but I didn’t know what to do about it, especially since I though you didn’t want things to change between us.” He let a moment pass. “You?”
“Since our first date,” Jack said, then smiled.
It took Ethan a moment to digest what he said and then his mouth opened into a shocked o. “You mean the date you told me that wasn’t a date!?”
“Yea, that one.” They laughed together. Jack then said, “I’ve thought about it every day since.”
Ethan was shocked. “Every day?”
“Every day. At least once a day. In so many different ways. Sometimes sexual. Most times just things like this. Touching you.” He turned his head to look at Ethan who was still looking up at the ceiling, taking in Jack’s words. He turned the rest of his body to lay on his side, put his right hand up under Ethan’s shirt and slid it across his stomach and abs. Ethan took a sharp intake of breath.
“Holding you. Kissing you.” He leaned closer in, licked his lips and put a wet kiss on Ethan’s neck. Ethan gasped again, then exhaled slowly.
Still looking up he said softly, “You should have told me.”
“No. You weren’t ready. I needed you to know what you wanted. I would have waited as long as it took.” He snuggled in Ethan’s neck and kept his hand across his belly.
Ethan took his left hand and found Jack’s right hand on his belly and stroked it a bit, then moved it down to his erection. He said softly again, “I know what I want now.”
Jack rubbed him through his pants for a couple of seconds and Ethan closed his eyes and sighed. Jack then opened up his belt and zipped down his zipper, put his hand down Ethan’s boxers and rubbed his growing erection skin to skin. He grabbed his penis, pulling it out of his pants and Ethan’s breathing changed and quickened. Jack’s mouth watered at his size and girth. It was an average seven inches with room to grow, thick and veiny.
He sat up and kissed Ethan while stroking him into a full hard-on, then let go. He lifted Ethan’s shirt as far as it would go, kissed and sucked his nipples and chest as Ethan made small internal groans in his throat. Ethan opened his eyes, pulled a pillow from above him to lay on and watched as Jack kissed his abs and put his tongue in his belly button. Jack kissed all the way down to his groin admiring the light brown hairs and followed the trail, careful to go around Ethan’s penis, which was driving Ethan mad.
Jack sat up and leaned back on his hind legs, and pulled Ethan’s pants and boxers down to his knees so he could get a better look at Ethan’s cock. He licked his lips, then his hand and grabbed it to start stroking. He looked at Ethan who was trying very hard to control his breathing and excitement. Jack could feel Ethan’s dick throbbing and twitching in his hands as he stroked with one motion from the base to the tip, circled his hand around the head, and back down again until he started leaking.
Jack licked his lips again and without warning dragged his tongue across the head of Ethan’s penis, tasting the pre-cum that started making its way out. Ethan let out his first real moan, “uuuuuugh.” Jack kept his hand tightly at the base of his shaft, circled Ethan’s head with his tongue once, twice, three times before putting the head in his mouth and sucked gently. Ethan moaned louder, “Uuuuuggghhhh!” Jack let the head go, then immediately brought his whole mouth down on Ethan’s penis until the head touched the back of his throat, then swallowed, massaging the head with his tonsils.
Ethan moaned a loud, “OOOOOOOOOHHH FUCK!” He took the pillow from behind his head and put it over his face as he continued to moan.
Jack sucked and stroked and Ethan moaned and moaned. He played with his balls, rolling it gently between his fingers, lightly touched his perineum and played with the opening of his anus, but mostly concentrated on deep throating this thick, veiny dick in front of him. Jack had day dreamed and night dreamed abut this moment for so long, he was going to take his time and execute it perfectly.
After a few minutes of non stop sucking and stroking, Ethan’s whole midsection was on fire. He felt the waves of his orgasm crashing hard and fast, and said through the pillow, “I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum I’m gonna fucking cumooooooohhh.”
As much as Jack wanted to taste his Irish cream, he wanted to see it more. He stopped sucking and stroked faster. Within seconds Ethan moaned like a wounded animal, bucked his waist up and his penis erupted like a volcano, white hot thick cum that just kept shooting out. Jack’s own dick was so hard it felt like it would burst through the seams of his jeans any moment now, just watching the fireworks and Ethan lose control.
Jack kept stroking until Ethan stopped coming, then slowed down to a stop. He wiped what was on his hands on the bed, then licked the rest off Ethan’s head, shaft and midsection, while Ethan moaned muffled, “Aaaah. Fuck. Aaaah. Fuck.” After one last lick around his penis, Jack laid back down, his hand back on Ethan’s stomach. He lifted up the pillow that Ethan still had over his head and looked at him.
Ethan glanced over. “Don’t laugh at me.”
Jack smiled and leaned closer to where he was under the pillow too. “I wouldn’t do that. But obviously you don’t jack off as much as I do. Pun intended.”
Ethan looked over and smiled. “And when would I have time to do that? When EJ sleeps in the bed almost every night with me?”
Jack shrugged. “Shower?”
“When you are a parent, you take quick showers. Don’t worry, you will soon see how inconvenient trying to have sex is when you have kids. It just gets in the way.” They laughed.
“OK I get it. But now that we’re together, you don’t have to worry about taking care of it yourself. I can do that for you.”
Ethan was quiet, then said, “Speaking of which, you’re fired.”
“WHAT!?” Jack exclaimed.
“You can’t be my lover and my subordinate. That’s an HR nightmare if there ever was one, and a sexual harassment lawsuit waiting to happen.”
“Well I choose my job then!”
“Too late, I already let you go.” Ethan laughed.
Jack groaned. “Ugh, that means I have to go back to the warehouse.”
“You’ll survive Etta. She will be happy to have you back.”
They looked at each other under the pillow and smiled. They kissed and Ethan reached for Jack’s pants buckle when they heard through the monitor, “Daaaaaaaadeeeeeeee!”
Jack leaned back and started laughing. His erection will just have to wait another time. Ethan jumped up and pulled up his pants. “The life of a parent, you’re in it now.” He went to attend to his son.
~~~~~
They arrived around 1pm, just in time for the food to be served. They were ready to think of an excuse for not getting there earlier but Mrs. Mullens who lives across the street from the Inn had already told Marie about the commotion out front.
“Wow, this town is small,” Ethan said, and they laughed.
At the table, Ethan explained about EJ’s mother and their new decision for him to have full custody. Neither he nor Jack mentioned their change of status in relationship, but they glanced and smiled at each other often.
Jack pulled out his phone and causally sent Ethan a text of an eggplant emoji, a volcano and three water drops. Ethan felt his phone buzz and looked at it. He used all his might not to look at Jack, who was a few paces down and across the table from him. He texted back: You’re such an asshole.
Jack: You have a nice ass hole. I felt it.
Ethan: Shut up.
Jack: You’re cum tastes sweet. Like Irish cream pie. I should have let you explode in my mouth.
Ethan: Holy shit Jack stop it. I’m tenting over here.
Jack: Let’s play a game, A or B: Cum in your mouth or cum on your face?
Ethan: ……I feel like I’m just meeting you.
Jack: Just want to know where I should bust my load next.
Ethan: No really, who are you?
Jack: Because I know you aren’t ready for me to cum in your ass. That tight ass hole you got back there.
Ethan: Tread lightly, kid.
Jack: That’s OK, I’ll wait. I’m patient. In the meantime I’ll cum wherever you tell me to. Just say it. Say it. Don’t be afraid. Just tell me. Where do you want me to cum?
Ethan: I’m going to fuck the shit out of you Jack Frazier. I’m going to bury my dick so far in your ass you’re going to feel it in your fucking appendix. I’m going to slam my dick over and over and over again so hard up that tight little ass of yours, your prostate is going to have an Ethan’s dick size dent in it. I’m going to stretch your tight ass hole and make you beg me to fuck you harder until you beg me to stop and then I’m going to really pound the fuck out of you until scream my fucking name and cum all over yourself. Then I’m going to pull out, slap that stupid ass smile off your face with my entire dick, bury my dick back in your ass and start all over again. I’m going to fucking own you.
[Ethan pressed send and watched Jack’s face as his mouth dropped. He thought of one more thing.]
Ethan: Oh right, Where do I want you to cum? In my fucking mouth, so I can spit that shit right back in your mouth and make you swallow it. Because you’re going to do what the fuck I say when I say it. You have no idea who you’re fucking with Jack. Ethan’s dick is going to be your pain or pleasure, your choice.
Ethan: I made you mine. Now I’m going to fucking own you.
Jack read Ethan’s second and third message with his mouth still open. He put his phone down on the table and looked over at Ethan who was staring at him intently. Ethan mouthed to him slowly, I’m going to fucking own you. Jack quickly looked away and took a sip of water.
After dinner when Jack walked Ethan and EJ out, he asked, “So are we telling people? About us?”
Ethan sighed. “You know I’m a private person. If it comes up I won’t deny it.” Jack did not like that answer. He stood there stone faced and glared at him. “Oh c’mon,” Ethan said. “What, you want to put an ad in the Rockville Times? Or we can tell Mrs. Mullens, everyone will know in a matter of hours.”
Jack blew out air. “Okay.” He turned to walk back to the house.
Ethan called after him, “Hey, don’t be mad. Jack?”
“I’m not mad. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jack said.
“No you won’t, I fired you,” he heard Ethan say. He turned back to look at Ethan who grinned and he grinned back.
~~~~~
Ethan was at the front desk talking with Stacy the next day when Jack walked in. Stacy was annoyed that he was 30 minutes late for his shift and was about to tell him so when Ethan said sternly, “What are you doing here?”
“What, I can’t be here now?” Jack smiled slyly.
Ethan didn’t smile back. “I fired you. I meant it.” Stacy looked at Ethan in surprise, this was news to her.
Jack leaned on the front desk counter and said with a straight face, “Yea, I know. So maybe I just wanted to come by and spend some time with my boyfriend.”
Stacy’s eyes went wide and she snapped her head to Jack, then back to Ethan. Ethan’s face was unreadable but in his head he thought, He’s such a little shit, he did that on purpose. He moved down to where Jack was until he was face to face with him. He looked at him for a moment, then leaned over the counter and gently kissed him on the lips. Stacy’s mouth dropped opened.
“Can you please help me clean the fireplaces today?” Ethan asked softly.
Jack matched his softness and responded, “Sure. Anything for you.” Jack returned a gentle kiss on Ethan’s lips, then turned and headed up the west wing.
Ethan watched him go, then turned back to Stacy’s wide grin. She started nodding excitedly, “Good weekend, Ethan?”
Ethan said, “Shut up.” But then smiled and she laughed.
News spread as fast as Stacy could talk. She called Henrietta right away and told Liam when he came in for his shift. Liam confirmed it with Jack first, then told June who already knew because Jack had told her Sunday night after Ethan left, but since she was on the phone with Mina, she told her. Mina told her mother Marie who told Uncle Henry. Meanwhile Henrietta told Brayden who happened to be at Red Rock for lunch and he told BJ and Sam. Sam told Connor who told Afia who broke the news to Winter.
This all went without Ethan or Jack knowing so by the time they stopped at the Red Rock Bar and Grill with EJ to grab quick takeout for dinner, everyone knew. As soon as they entered the bar, BJ called out in a big booming voice,
“Jack and Ethan! About FUCKING TIME!”
Everyone cheered, clapped, raise their glasses and hooted. Jack wanted to laugh but looked to Ethan first to make sure he wasn’t mad. Ethan’s mouth dropped wide open in shock and shook his head. “Jesus Christ, this town is small.”
But then he looked at Jack and smiled. Jack relaxed and smiled back. Ethan took Jack’s hand, kissed it, then lead him to a table for dinner instead.
~~~~~
Two days later Ethan was doing soap inventory in the rooms and walked past room six where Jack was stripping the bed of sheets for laundry. He stopped and said, “You OK?”
“Yea, just gathering up the laundry for Liam to do tonight.”
Ethan joked, “You know you’re not getting paid for that right?”
“Shut up. You’ll find a way to repay me.” Jack winked. Ethan looked around, then entered the room and locked the door. Jack looked at him amused.
“I owe you,” Ethan said. “Sit on the bed.”
“I think I’m making you reckless.” Jack smiled.
“I think you’re right.” He kissed him, then pushed him down on the nearest bed.
“Oh, you’re serious!” He laughed.
Ethan didn’t respond, just knelt down between his legs and took off Jack’s sneakers, then pulled down his pants and boxers all the way off. Once Jack was naked from the waist down, Jack lifted Ethan’s head up for a kiss first, long and sensual, as Ethan touched Jack’s dark thick pubic hair.
“It’s like a furry black squirrel,” Ethan said.
Jack laughed. “What?”
Ethan said as he touched Jack’s whole groin area lightly, then just his penis, “In New York City, we have black squirrels.” He started stroking as he talked. “I’ve always liked the black ones. Their color was so unique, as opposed to the dirty grey or dirty brown ones. It was always the prettiest thing to me.” He looked up as Jack’s breathing changed. “As are you.”
Ethan smiled. Jack smiled wider, his erection growing not just at Ethan’s touch but his words. Ethan wasted no time and suddenly deep throated Jack’s long lanky dick, lips touching Jack’s black pubic hair, then pulling his lips up.
“Holy fuck!” Jack exclaimed, and fell backwards on the bed.
Ethan did not let up. He too had been fantasizing about giving Jack a blow job for months and it was better than he imagined. He could feel Jack swell in his mouth and wanted every inch of it. Jack was a good eight inches but seemed to get as big as nine as he continued to harden. The length only excited Ethan more as he licked and sucked every centimeter of Jack’s member, licked down to his balls, held them in his mouth individually first, then together moving his tongue around as he stroked up. He swiped his tongue at Jack’s hole, then licked back up to the head.
Every few sucks he would deep throat to the point of gagging, pull back and coat his dick with warm saliva, then use it to stroke a few more times. Jack was in ecstasy. Clearly Ethan was a pro at this, and it took everything in him not to moan too loudly as Room seven was occupied. But Ethan was making it hard for him, literally and figuratively. Not too long into the blow job Jack felt the heat from his orgasm rising.
He gave Ethan a warning, “hhhooooo fuck I’m coming,” before he grabbed the sheets underneath him. Ethan stroked up and Jack’s first one shot out of him as he groaned through gritted teeth. Ethan covered his head with his lips and caught the next three ejaculations, rolling his cum over his tongue before swallowing it. Jack moaned quieter as he came down from his climax and Ethan stroked slower.
But Ethan was not done. He let go of Jack’s penis, lifted one of Jack’s legs and put it on his shoulder, licked two fingers with a lot of saliva and slowly inserted it into Jack’s anus. Jack was not ready and let out a “haaaaaaoooooo!” He tried to sit up but couldn’t at this angle. He instinctively pushed out as Ethan’s fingers went slowly in and out and Jack moved his bottom to meet Ethan’s fingers. He moaned, “ooooooh what are you doing?”
“You know what the fuck I’m doing. Help me find it.”
Ethan started moving his fingers around while going in and out reaching for his prostate. He went downward and Jack moaned. He moved upward and Jack moaned and squirmed. He moved to the right and Jack moaned softer. He moved to the left and Jack let out a loud, “OH!”
Ethan smiled. “There we go!”
Ethan angled his fingers more to the left as Jack pushed his bottom even more down on Ethan’s long fingers. He started moaning differently, like he was trying to catch is breath with every stroke. “hhhhhhhooooooo….. hhhhhhoooooo!” In none of Ethan’s fantasies did he imagine Jack moaning like this and he liked it. Ethan turned his fingers slightly upward to the left and Jack howled, “HOOOOOOO!!”
Ethan snorted a laugh as Jack quickly put his fist in his mouth and grabbed the bed with his other hand. He kissed the inside of his thigh and kept fingering Jack in the same direction until Jack started trembling. Jack’s anal orgasm hit him like a gust of hard wind. He howled into his fist, arched his back and Ethan felt Jack’s rectal muscles squeeze tightly, then release, then squeeze a death grip around his fingers which instantly made him rock hard. He watched Jack’s penis ooze out clear liquid that only a good anal fuck could do and that excited him beyond measure.
Ethan slowed down for a few seconds for Jack to catch his breath, then started fingering Jack again in the same area and super fast, cupping his balls with his other hand. In seconds Jack moaned loudly again and arched his back to where he lifted himself off the bed, his second orgasmic wave bringing him to tears.
Ethan kissed the inside of Jack’s leg again as he slowed down and Jack hugged himself rocking side to side. Even after Ethan stopped fingering he could still feel Jack’s anus continue to contract and release. He really can come either way, Ethan thought. He’s going to have fun exploring.
He pulled his fingers out slowly, gently put Jack’s leg down, got up and stood over him who was still hugging himself and biting his bottom lip. Jack opened his eyes as the last tears fell along the side of is face. “Don’t you dare fucking laugh at me,” he said.
Ethan smiled. “Now why would I do that?” He kissed Jack softly on the lips. “You OK?” he asked.
Jack nodded, then said, “Holy shit.” He reached up and grabbed Ethan by the neck and put his tongue in his mouth, which Ethan hungrily accepted. Jack pulled back and looked into Ethan’s eyes. “Fuck me,” he whispered.
Ethan smiled. “I can’t right now. But soon.” He kissed him again, then stood up, adjusting his own erection. “Stacy is waiting for my numbers. And Liam needs the linens to start the laundry.” He squeezed his leg before heading to the door. He opened it up just enough for him to squeeze through without exposing a half naked Jack.
“Clean this shit up!” he yelled before he closed the door.
Jack yelled back, “Fuck you, I don’t work for you!”
~~~~~
On Thursday night Jack spent the night for the first time in the basement apartment, with EJ sleeping in between them. He left early for his run and shift with the sanitation department, then came back to the Inn to see Ethan and EJ off. Jack decided not to go with them to Connecticut, even though Ethan wanted him to. He told Ethan, “Not this time, the first time needs to be you, Trish and EJ. I’ll just be a distraction.”
Jack walked Ethan to the car and helped to put EJ in his car seat. Ethan gave him the main keys and said, “Hold down the place for me, will you?”
“That’s Stacy’s job, I don’t work for you,” Jack said and smiled. Ethan smiled too and looked around, then looked at Jack. Jack almost rolled his eyes. He asked, “Are you going to tell your parents about us?”
“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”
“You’re private, remember? Maybe you don’t want everyone to know.” He shrugged.
Ethan walked over and wrapped his arms around him in front of the Inn on the sidewalk. “I’m not hiding. I’m not in the closet. And you’re my boyfriend now.” He kissed him gently on the lips then on the neck. “I’ll see you Sunday night,” Ethan breathed in his ear and Jack smiled.
Ethan drove to his parent’s house first, and called Trish to make sure they were on for tomorrow. Trish choose the location, a park in Bridgeport. At dinner, Suzanne asked about Jack, “How’s he doing? Bring him by more often.”
“Yea, you’ll probably be seeing him a lot more,” he said casually as he reached for more peas. Suzanne and Alan exchanged looks.
“And why is that, son?” Alan asked, just as casually.
“Well we recently decided to be more than friends. See what happens.” He kept his voice conversationally.
“Well that’s….an interesting change from the last time you both were here.” Suzanne said. “But if you’re happy than I’m happy.”
“I am. Happy.” He finally looked at his parents and smiled. They both smiled widely at him.
EJ said, “Happy!”
“Yes, EJ. Happy,” said Suzanne. “Your dad is happier today than I have seen him in years. And that makes mom-mom happy too.”
“Not that you need our permission, but we approve of Jack. He’s a good kid,” his father told him.
“He’s good for you,” his mother said. “Keep him.”
“Thanks. Your opinion means a lot to me. Jack means a lot to me as well.”
EJ called out, “Jack!” which made Ethan smile.
~~~~~
Ethan met up with Trish at Beardsley Park the next day. He held EJ and brought him over to where she was sitting on a bench near the river. At first EJ was hesitant and Trish likewise did not reach out to him. They walked over to the Beardsley Zoo together and EJ started naming animals he saw. Trish was astonished at his vocabulary and recognition. She started playing the “what this is” game with him, cheering him on when he could correctly tell her the name of the animal, and teaching him the names of others. By lunchtime, they had warmed up to each other.
After a few hours in the zoo, they made their way back to the river where EJ made mud pies while they talked. Trish told Ethan, “I talked to my parents. They aren’t happy. But I’m giving you full custody.”
She took a piece of paper out of her jacket and handed it to him. It was a letter in her own words, stating that she was giving up legal guardianship over Ethan Thomas Starling, Junior, and recommended full custody be awarded to Ethan Thomas Starling, Senior. It was dated yesterday and notarized. He had the copy of the letter that was sent to the court.
“I thought about what you said all week. The truth is, I go days without thinking of him. Maybe it’s because I know he’s good with you. Maybe I really am a selfish bitch. Either way, I don’t care how that makes me sound anymore. I can be his family, but I can’t be his mom. At least not right now. And he needs a full time parent. He needs you.”
Ethan nodded, then said, “Whenever you want to see him, just call me. Hartford is only about an hour away, closer than your parent’s house. I won’t ever keep him from you, but I don’t want you jumping in and out of his life either. So right now it’s scheduled visitation, on your terms when you can schedule it, but no pop ups or overnights. I’m giving him stability and I hope you understand that. And if you ever want to be back in his life full time again, let me know. We’ll ease back into that as well.”
Trish shook her head. “Nah. I don’t see that happening. He has you. And that friend of yours who loves our son.” Ethan kept his face mutual but he beamed on the inside. Trish was right. Jack does love EJ. Ethan wondered if Jack loved him too.
Trish broke him out of his thoughts. “Can I see him tomorrow too?”
“Absolutely. I will bring him to your parents house for the day. After Mass.”
~~~~~
Ethan came home around 10pm on Sunday with a sleeping EJ in his arms. He placed him gently in his toddler bed, then went to his room and turned on the light. Jack was sleeping in his boxers and nothing else in his bed. He stirred at the bright light and Ethan immediately turned it off.
“Sorry. I didn’t realized you stayed.”
Jack mumbled, “Thought you’d be home earlier.”
“Yea, I thought so too, but between Trish and her parents and my parents, I didn’t get on the road until after 8pm.”
Jack mumbled again, “umhmm.”
Ethan went over to kiss his head as he fell back asleep. He knew Jack had to be up by 4am and needed the rest. He went to take a long hot shower thinking of Trish and EJ and how far they have all come. Afterwards, he put on pajama pants bottoms and a tank top, then laid beside Jack. He leaned his arm over him and moved closer to Jack, his soft groin resting on Jack’s derriere.
As he was falling asleep, he felt Jack move around, then arch his back, pressing against Ethan. The second time Jack arched his back, Ethan’s eyes flew open. That was intentional, he thought. He laid still and waited. After a minute passed, Jack arched his back again, pressing his bottom against Ethan, who was now getting hard.
Ethan whispered into the dark, “Are you awake?”
Jack let a moment pass and then whispered back, “Yes.” Ethan decided not to overthink it.
He kissed the back of Jack’s neck twice, then kissed down his spine slowly. He pulled Jack’s boxers down to his ankles, and nudged him to lay on his stomach which he promptly complied. He used his fingers to find Jack’s hole in the dark, opened up his cheeks, then put his face in Jack’s ass, dragging his tongue from the top of the crack down, then back up again until he reached the cherry center and kept his tongue pressed against the opening while Jack moaned. He then spread Jack’s ass cheeks even wider and tongue kissed him there, digging his tongue as deep as it would go, using his lips to kiss the outside, using his teeth to gently bite around the hole, then tongue again.
Jack moaned and moaned as he moved into a yoga child pose position to give Ethan a better angle, then saying fuck it to himself and moved into a full cat pose. Ethan took this opportunity to lick and suck his balls. He alternated between licking his hole in, out and around, sucking his balls and stroking his dick from behind, driving Jack crazy. Jack moaned louder and louder as Ethan produced and slurped up so much of his own spit sucking and licking.
When Ethan switched to two fingers Jack started moaning his breathless moans again in anticipation. He put his face in the pillow knowing he was going to get louder, one hand on his hard penis and the other hand grabbing the sheet. Ethan found that spot, and Jack was certain Ethan was going to purposely bring him to the brink like the last time they got together sexually. The thought scared and excited him.
Ethan’s fingers worked Jack’s hole while Jack’s hands worked his own penis and the two orgasms, penile and anal, collided and met Jack in the middle, numbing his center and he almost blacked out from euphoric pleasure unlike anything he has experienced. He came so intensely that he thought his heart was going to stop. Jack’s rectum clenched around Ethan’s two fingers and Jack let out a “aaaaahaaaahaaaa” moan so surreal that even the pillow couldn’t muffle it, and he came all over his hands and the bed, shaking a bit.
As Ethan bought Jack to orgasm, his moan made Ethan so hard that his dick was throbbing, pulsating. He quickly searched his apartment in his head to see how he was going to make this happen, because this needed to happen and it needed to happen tonight. They had waited long enough. Ethan whispered, “Wait right here. Don’t move. Don’t.”
He left the room and found EJ’s diaper bag, pulling out the travel size baby oil he keeps there, then found his wallet on the kitchen counter where he dropped it with his keys when he came in the apartment earlier. He pulled out an old condom hoping it was still good. He opened the door to go back into the room and by the hallway light he could see that Jack had not moved a muscle from where Ethan left him, underwear still at his ankles. Just the fact that he submitted completely turned Ethan all the way on. He closed the door and they were in darkness again.
Ethan took off his clothes sat on his hind legs and pulled Jack’s boxers off. He put the condom on first, then rubbed baby oil all over, in and around Jack’s hole. Jack started breathing rapidly in anticipation making Ethan more incredibly horny if that was even possible. He used one hand to hold onto Jack while the other guided his penis to Jack’s hole. He slowly thrusted inside and Jack moaned a “hooooo!”
Ethan knew Jack hadn’t done this in a few months so he moved slow and steady, opening up Jack with every thrust. Jack’s eyes watered with how thick Ethan’s penis was. Ethan pressed on and on until he was all in to the hilt then paused to take in how tight it was and how well it fit his girth. He gave him a full 60 seconds and didn’t move, letting Jack get used to his size, gently stroking his hair. Jack huffed for a bit and breathed heavily. Eventually Jack said, “Okay. Go.” Ethan began to pull back and push in repeatedly.
Jack kept moaning, “hooooooo…..hooooooo….” It was so fucking sexy Ethan decided right then and there that he loved the way Jack moaned when he was into it and vowed to always make him feel this good every time. He looked at the time, 10:48p. Ten minutes, he told himself. He just needed to last ten minutes before he came, that was a respectable amount of time for someone who hadn’t had sex in ten months.
Jack could barely breath, he was overwhelmed with pleasure. Ethan felt incredible to him the way he filled him up along the side and down to his prostate, sending constant jolts of euphoria throughout his whole midsection down to his toes. Jack squeeze his rectum from the inside every time Ethan pulled out of the thrust. It didn’t help that Ethan had one hand on his side and the other ran up and down his chest and abs, lightly pinching a nipple on their way back down. Knowing EJ was across the hall was the only thing keeping him from crying out louder.
Ethan felt Jack contract and expand around his cock. He moved steadily, at a moderate pace, pulling back halfway and pushing in all the way. It felt so good that Ethan likewise began moaning with Jack. His center started growing hot with an orgasm forming when he glanced at the time again:10:54pm.
“Fuck!” he said out loud and stopped moving to control his orgasm.
Jack asked, “What?”
“Nothing. I….nothing.”
Jack began moving back and forth on Ethan’s cock then leaned all the way up so they were both on their hind legs and Jack was practically sitting in Ethan’s lap. Ethan wrapped both arms around Jack’s midsection rubbing his chest and breathing in his scent. Jack reached around to Ethan’s neck, turned his head sideways so they could kiss. Then he moved his waist back and forth riding Ethan’s penis backwards and they moaned in each other’s mouths.
Ethan felt his center grow hot again and looked at the time. 10:56pm. He grabbed Jack’s waist to make him stop and blurted out, “Two minutes!”
Jack was confused. “What’s in two minutes? We’ve been doing this longer than two minutes, trust me.” He chuckled.
Ethan said breathlessly, “I just need to make it to ten minutes.”
“And you got two minutes left?” Jack smiled in the dark and started moving again.
“Yeeeessssss…” Ethan moaned.
“You aren’t going to make it.”
He went back down to all fours and started pushing back on Ethan, pulling up, pushing back and so on, faster. Ethan instinctively grabbed Jack’s waist and started pounding thighs to cheeks. Jack moaned loudly now unable to control himself with every thrust and Ethan grunted. His orgasm rose quickly. He tried to hold onto the feeling as long as he could, but then released as his eyes rolled back of his head.
“Uuuuugh,” he moaned as he slammed harder three more times then practically lifted up Jack’s whole bottom half of his body, with how hard he came, yelling “fuuuuuuuuuck!!” He let go of Jack’s waist and fell backwards onto his side of the bed. “I made it,” he said, as he tried to catch his breath.
Jack chuckled, slowly eased down to lay on his stomach and said, “Barely.” They both laughed.
He reached over in the dark for Ethan’s penis, that was growing soft. He pulled the condom off, tied it at the end and put it on the floor near his side of the bed since he was closer to the trash. He would get it in the morning. He then moved to rest on Ethan’s shoulder, satiated. It was worth the wait.
“Are you ok with that?” Ethan asked. Jack knew he was referring to the condom and not the sex.
“Of course,” he said. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I know we know each other and all, I just-”
Jack cut him off, “E, why are you explaining to me why you want to wear a condom? If we’re wearing condoms then we’re wearing condoms. You don’t have to explain to me your reasoning, so stop. It’s responsible. I’m good with responsible.”
Ethan kissed his head. “You are good with responsible, aren’t you?”
Jack paused, then said, “And if you want me to….if we get to the place in our relationship where…you would want to…or want me to….I’m just saying, I’m not assuming anything…I’m OK with this…I’m just saying… that if… you want me to…you know…take the lead….I’ll wear one too. If you want me to.”
Ethan took a moment to respond. It had been a long time since he allowed himself to be vulnerable enough to be bottomed. How he ended up with Trish in the first place was because of the emotional heartbreak he endured because of his partner of four years breaking up with him. He trusted Jack but he was unsure if he could trust anyone with his body and his heart in that way again. “I will let you know, OK?”
Jack said softly, “Okay.” He laid on his side curled up next to Ethan on his shoulder and drifted off to sleep. Ethan drifted off shortly afterwards as well.
~~~~~~
It was all Jack could think about the next day.
He did his 5k with a semi hard on, thinking about how Ethan rimmed him, fingered him, then fucked him. Not just fingered him, but went for his hidden spot that no one has ever touched before. Jack found it himself many years back during a solo anal play with a vibrator and he nearly passed out with how intense it was. He never really tried it again, he was almost afraid of the intensity. Hitting his prostate dead center was great in itself, it afforded him a normal level of intensity that he could handle without losing control or worse, blacking out.
But hitting that one soft area of his prostate, well that was something else. And none of his previous partners had ever took him there, no one has ever started out searching for it. But Ethan did. And now that Ethan knew about it, Jack knew that sex would never be the same.
Jack thought about it all through his shift. He tried to play a little Led Zeppelin and Jimi Hendrix to try to focus his mind on something else, but his mind could not leave all that had happened in the dark. He was a little sore but didn’t care. He needed to feel Ethan’s fingers against his spot again. He needed to feel Ethan’s thick dick up inside of him. He needed it to happen in the light of day. He needed to see Ethan’s face as he thrusted and Jack came. He needed Ethan to see his face. He decided he needed Ethan. Now.
On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays Jack typically picks up EJ from the daycare, Just In Time and brings him home at 1pm to give him a snack and nap. Ethan was in his office doing the books like he always does every Monday, to make sure he was financially on track. Jack came in the office without EJ holding a Rite Aid bag.
Ethan looked up and said, “Where’s EJ?”
Jack hesitated and then said, “Don’t be mad, but…I asked Mrs. Rieger to keep EJ for another hour, just until two o’clock. I told her you had some work to do at the Inn that needed your full concentration.”
Ethan face crunched up. “What…”
“Listen.” Jack cut him off. “I just need one hour. I will pay for the extra daycare hour myself. But I didn’t know the next time it would happen and I needed it to happen again sooner rather than later. I just need one hour. I need…”
Jack wanted to say, “you.” But instead he opened up his bag and put two things on Ethan’s papers: a six pack box of condoms and a minty lube that was supposed to make you all tingly. Then stepped back. Ethan looked down at the items, then looked back up at Jack. He slowly stood up. He realized he had never seen Jack so serious, no goofy sideways smile, but fidgety, intense eye contact, and hunger in his eyes like he’s never seen before.
Ethan wanted to push all his papers off his desk and fuck Jack right there, making him scream his name over and over again. But this was not a movie and they were adults. “Go downstairs, take a shower, and wait for me. I will be down in 5 minutes,” he ordered.
Jack turned around abruptly to leave, then came back and took the condoms and lube off the desk to put back in his bag. At that point he gave Ethan his sideways smile then turned around and left. Those damn dimples. Ethan realized his dick was hard at that point. He willed himself to calm down enough to have a conversation with Stacy. He walked out the office and found Stacy at the front desk checking someone in. He waited until they were done, then turned to her.
“Can you hold any calls I have for the next hour? I’m going to be busy and I do not want to be disturbed.”
“Sure thing, Ethan,” Stacy said.
He went to his apartment. Jack was sitting the middle of the bed, naked, waiting. Lights on. Ethan stood at the foot of the bed then started taking off his clothes as Jack watched. He realized other than when they went swimming he had not seen Ethan’s body before in front of him in all its glory. He had very little chest hair, or he figured maybe because it was light brown you barely saw it, until right below his belly button a trail of brown fine hairs made its way to his groin. Jack is not a shaver, and appreciated that neither was Ethan. He couldn’t wait to feel Ethan’s pubic hairs on his ass again.
When Ethan was completely naked, Jack scooted over on his knees to the edge of the bed and kissed Ethan’s midsection, ran his fingers up his chest to his nipples and squeezed, rubbed his face along the side of Ethan’s dick, then grabbed it, licked from the base to the tip over and over again, slowly, meaningfully. Then Jack took all of him in his mouth and used his lips to suck and bob his head up and down, while his tongue circled the underside of Ethan’s head.
Ethan moaned, “fuuuck…fuuuuck…fuuuuck…” Then he pulled Jack off his dick, pushed Jack down to lay on top of him. Ethan was going to be in full control.
He kissed Jack’s chest and licked from the center of his body all the way up through his Adam’s apple, chin and put his tongue in Jack’s mouth. Jack moaned, wrapped both arms around Ethan and kissed him back with the same passion. He pressed his groin against Jack’s groin and moved on top of him grinding their torsos together trapping their hardness in the friction, making Jack moan more. He leaned back down and sucked Jack’s earlobe, then the side of his neck. He nipped his collar bone and moved back down a bit to suck his nipples that were very hard.
He continued to kiss and lick Jack’s chest, taking one of his arms and holding it over his head while the other one hand rubbed his abs and explored parts of Jack’s body, something he had been dreaming about for so long. God, he loved Jack’s round ass. He found the entrance to Jack’s hole and put two knuckles of his index finger in there and didn’t move it, just left it in there feeling Jack move his bottom around.
Everything in Jack was pulsing, his heartbeat, his penis, his anus. Ethan’s foreplay was sensual, intentional, amazing, and he needed it to stop and just get fucked already.
Jack tried to move his body around to position Ethan’s penis further down and closer to his hole, but Ethan was slightly stronger and would not budge. Instead he came up higher, put both of Jack’s arms above his head and held them there by his wrist with one hand. He put Jack’s tongue back in his mouth, sucked his tongue, pulled his bottom lip with his top one twice, then sucked his neck.
Jack moaned, “Eeeeethaaaan.”
Ethan picked he head up, looked down and said, “Whaaaaat?” He smiled at him.
Jack laughed and groaned out, “Stop fucking around with meeeee.”
Ethan laughed. He let go of Jack’s arms and asked, “Where is it?”
Jack leaned over and handed him the lube and a condom he pulled from the box. Ethan sat back up and put a couple of drops of lube on Jack, then stroked him, slowly. Jack sat up on his elbows and watched, moaning “yea…yea…” Ethan put more lube and slathered it on his balls, moving them around in his hands, slowly.
“Fucking yea…” said Jack breathlessly.
He then pushed Jack’s thighs up and Jack laid back and held them up, exposing himself bare. Ethan almost gasped at how beautiful Jack’s hole was. He had curly black hairs everywhere, but the center was pink, kissable. So he did, he reached down and put his face in Jack’s ass and tongue kissed his pink center, made it nice and wet by darting his tongue in and out, licking up and down the whole area.
Jack moaned those moans that drive Ethan crazy, “Hooooooo fuck. Hoooooo shit….”
Ethan only kissed him there for a minute, then lathered up his hole with lube, in and out. He considered touching Jack’s spot first, but he knew that was what Jack wanted and he had other plans for it. Jack wasn’t the only one ruminating on the sex last night. Ethan too thought of other ways and positions for the two of them all morning.
Ethan put on the condom then added lube, leaned over and put the head in. Jack moaned out a sigh at the entrance. Ethan took Jack’s legs from him and held them on either side of his waist, reaching all the way down his thighs to hold onto he sides of Jack’s ass. He pushed in more, stopped, pushed in more, then stopped again. Inch by inch he entered Jack and watched Jack’s face crunch up with pleasure. Jack tried to make Ethan go faster by pushing his ass down but Ethan held onto his bottom tightly and shook his head slightly, then pushed in a little more, then stopped.
Jack moaned, “Aaaaaah fucking hate you right now.”
Ethan resisted the urge to laugh and pushed in a little more. Jack’s penis was leaking pre-cum now as Jack held it tightly. When Ethan was about 75% in, he slowly pulled all the way out, making Jack mad at the emptiness and yell at him, “Aaaaah, stop fucking with me!”
But then he had to suck in all of his breath as Ethan immediately entered him more forcefully and pushed all the way in and down to his prostate. “fffffuuuuuuuck!” he yelled.
Ethan leaned over and licked his ear, then said in his deepest voice, “I’m going to fucking own you.” Jack involuntarily gasped.
Ethan leaned up and moved in and out of Jack rhythmically, pumping from tip to base, grunting in his throat as Jack stroked himself and moaned. He let go of Jack’s legs and leaned down to kiss him, not breaking a stride, kissed his neck and licked his ears again. Jack wrapped his hands around his back and held on as Ethan passionately fucked him, kissed him, and licked him for the better half of twenty minutes, his rock hard penis trapped between them. Then he leaned his body all the way down crushing Jack’s, lifted him up slightly to wrap his arms around Jack’s back, and rolled him over without falling out of his anus; and just like that Jack was now on top.
Ethan held Jack’s waist as Jack moved into a squatting position, one hand on Ethan’s chest while the other was on the bed, and bounced up and down on Ethan’s thick penis, moaning loudly, penis coating both of them in his pre-cum. Ethan had no intention of cumming this way, but Jack was making it so hard to focus. When he started feeling his own center grow hot, he reached out with both hands and quickly brought them down to Jack’s ass cheeks slapping them hard. Jack cried out, “FUCK!”
Ethan slowed him down and pulled Jack down to his knees on either side of his body, Jack’s chest onto Ethan’s torso, and they kissed again. Jack began to move and Ethan reached between them and held onto Jack’s penis, using his liquid to stroke him as he moved back and forth, slowly at first, then faster.
“Yea…yea…right there…right there..right there…” Jack moaned, closed his eyes.
He pushed Ethan’s penis harder and harder against his prostate. He gave no warning, but Ethan felt it anyway, the tightening of Jack’s sphincter around his own cock, the pulsating Jack’s dick was doing in his hand, and knew he was about to bust. Jack let out a “uuuuuuuuuuuugh,” threw his head back, his eyes fluttered and his penis pumped five squirts of white cum right on Ethan’s chest.
Jack smiled with his eyes closed, then opened them, looked down at Ethan and the mess he made. He rolled off Ethan with a “holy shit,” onto his back.
“It’s just a little Irish cream.” Ethan said. He dipped his hand in it and licked it while Jack watched.
“What did you call it? Irish cream?” he laughed. “That’s hilarious. That’s what I called your cum in my head.” He laughed some more and Ethan laughed with him. Then Jack said, “You didn’t cum.”
“That because I’m not done. Turn over.” Jack smiled and did as he was told. Ethan took two pillows and put them underneath Jack’s center so that his ass was raised.
“Uh-oh,” Jack laughed. “I’m about to get fucked, aren’t I?”
Ethan didn’t answer, instead Ethan put more lube on himself and in Jack’s anus so everything was glistening. He used his two fingers to angle to the left and front of Jack and he started moaning his breathless moans automatically. But then Ethan pulled his fingers away and instead repositioned his body over Jack to where he was straddling Jack’s right leg and almost over him sideways. He lined up his penis with Jack’s hole and pushed all the way down with one stroke, hitting Jack’s sweet spot with the head of his penis.
Jack did a big gasp when he felt it and tried move but Ethan held one hand on the center of his back and the other on his left butt cheek. Wait!” Jack cried.
Ethan did not move as Jack started panting. He asked, “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Then let me do this. Let make you scream.”
Jack started laughing. “You’re fucking crazy. I’m not a screamer, dude.”
Ethan started moving quickly, pumping directly onto Jack’s spot, sending jolts of electricity from his center throughout his body. Jack moaned louder, “hhaaaaaa…hhaaaaa….”
“You will be when I’m done with you.”
Ethan moved Jack’s left leg into a 90 degree angle and pumped faster and faster, grabbed Jack’s left cheek with both hands and slammed it into his dick over and over again. As much as he tried not to, it was so intense Jack found himself yelling, “HHAAA! HHAAA! HHAAA! HHAAA!” clawing at the sheets until his mind numbing orgasm had his eyes crossed, tear streaming down his face, seeing stars and trembling.
Cum he didn’t even know he still had in him oozed onto the pillow and the bed; His orgasm was never ending, sounds coming out of his mouth he didn’t even know he could make as Ethan continued to pound the fuck out of him. Ethan was dripping sweat and grunting wildly when Jack’s anus seized on his dick a third time in a row and he felt the waves of his orgasm meet Jack’s. He reached up and grabbed a handful of Jack’s hair, making Jack cry out.
“Say my fucking name,” he ordered.
“Ethanethanethanethanethanethanethan!”
Ethan began to tremble as he came, pumping out his own cum in five spurts, then collapsed on top of Jack. Neither of them could move, just lay there and catch their breaths, Jack still trembling a bit.
Jack spoke first in an Irish accent, “Hooooly Mother of Christ.” Ethan laughed out loud. “How the fuck did you know to do that?” Jack asked in his regular voice.
Ethan smiled, rolled off him, took the condom off and scooted to lay next to him. Jack had not moved from the position on his stomach. Ethan moved close to Jack’s face and said, “I didn’t know. I just wanted to see if it would work. And it did.” He gently palmed the roundness of Jack’s bottom moving his hand back and forth on the red mark he made when he slapped him as they talked.
Jack was still stunned. “No one has ever done that to me before.”
“I’m happy to be the first,” Ethan said. Hopefully the last, he thought, but he didn’t say it out loud. Jack thought it too. They leaned in at the same time for a kiss, sweet and sultry. Ethan pulled away first.
“Stay. Sleep. I’m going to go get EJ,” Ethan said. Jack didn’t protest, he already felt his eyes closing as Ethan got up and starting putting on his clothes.
~~~~~
A little over a month later toward the end of October, Ethan and Jack traveled to Greenwich to Ethan’s parent’s house to celebrate his birthday. Jack had made plans at an all inclusive resort outside of Mohegan Sun for the weekend. The would stay in Greenwich on Thursday night at Ethan’s parents, leave EJ there and head to the resort for the weekend, then come back on Sunday to pick EJ up. It was a lot of driving but Jack said it was worth it.
Jack found a resort that was owned by two lesbian woman who wanted a safe, inclusive place for LGBTQ couples and their families. He explained it at Ethan’s birthday dinner party with his family and showed his parents pictures. They had indoor and outdoor pools, dancing every night, and hourly free shuttles to the casino.
Suzanne said, “Oh wow, this place looks great. Ethan rarely did stuff like this, especially with LGBT folks.”
“Yes I did Ma, in college definitely,” Ethan told her.
“Well it’s not like you shared with us how you were making your way through the world as a gay man,” she complained. “Most of your friends were straight. Accepting of you, yes, but straight. I worried about you not having someone that really understood you.”
“I had other friends that were gay. Especially in New York. If I wanted or needed to be in a safe space, I would go there.”
Suzanne practically rolled her eyes when she said, “You mean Carlos? He was really your only gay friend.” Ethan glared at her but didn’t respond. She never really liked him, to this day.
“When did you find out Ethan was gay?” Jack asked.
“Oh honey, since I pushed him out!” She laughed.
Ethan shook his head and smiled. “She always says that.”
“Well it’s true. He was just different than his older brother, even as a boy. At 5 we would watch the stories together and he would comment, ‘mommy, he is so beautiful’ and I would say, ‘yes he is.'”
Jack laughed as Ethan said, “I never said that.”
Alan joined in, “Oh yes you did, I heard it a time or two.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” his mother said. “He had an attraction for males, we knew this because he would draw pictures and paint images of boys and men. Alan and I talked about it when he was about 8 or 9, then we sat and waited until he told us, but he never really did.”
“But then he started hanging out with Carlos when he was about 15 or so,” said Alan. “We knew he was a boyfriend, but he didn’t tell us and frankly we never asked. But we damn sure weren’t allowing sleepovers!” Jack laughed.
“But then a year later we moved and they broke up and my baby had his first heartbreak.” Suzanne put her hand over her heart. “He just came home one day and cried in my lap. I think he forgot he never actually told me, he just blurted out how he loved him and couldn’t understand why he would walk away after everything they experienced together.”
Jack smiled as he learned something new about Ethan’s best friend. Ethan groaned from embarrassment, “Maaaaaa stop talking.”
Jack reached over and touched his arm. “I had one of those too, also at 15. Remember I told you about him, BJ and Sam’s cousin from Albania? He was my first. And my first heartbreak.”
“Oooh. Now it all makes sense how he changed your life.” Ethan smiled.
Suzanne asked, “Did your parents always know?”
“My parents passed away when I was young, I was raised by my aunt and uncle. I told them at 15, also after my first heartbreak,” Jack told them.
“And were they supportive?” Alan asked.
“Yes, very. My aunt said OK, and gave me a hug. My uncle said, ‘I don’t care what you are, I’m just glad you are alive to tell me. So live your life and be happy.'”
“Why honey, did you have some kind of near death experience?” Suzanne asked.
Jack realized he had said too much after seeing the confused look on Ethan’s face as well. He choose his words carefully. “I um…I was there when my parents died. My sister and I both. We almost died as well. I don’t really want to talk about it if that’s OK with everyone.” He stuffed mash potatoes in his mouth.
Suzanne and Alan were silent; Ethan leaned in close and said, “Are you OK?”
Jack nodded but didn’t look up. Ethan put his head on Jack’s shoulder and touched his leg. Jack hesitated, then leaned sideways so that he head touched Ethan’s. He swallowed his food. “I’m OK,” he said softly.
“Okay.” He kissed the side of Jack’s head, then he leaned up, “OK enough gay talk, bring out my strawberry shortcake from Fernando’s on Fordham Road, I know you have it!”
Suzanne smiled and went into the kitchen to bring out dessert.
~~~~~
Ethan thought about what Jack said for the rest of the night, but didn’t bring it up again until they were laying next to each other in his room. Jack snuggled against him in the bed and said, “I love how when EJ is here, he sleeps in his bed but at home with you he demands to sleep beside you.”
“Why haven’t you told me about your parents? About you and June being there when your parents died?”
Jack rolled back away putting much distance between them and let out an exasperated sigh. “Can we not do this right now?”
“Do what? Talk about a crucial time in your life, that most likely changed you forever?”
Jack gritted his teeth, “Yes. That.”
“I don’t understand. I thought we were closer than that. We’ve always been open with each other. Why won’t you talk to me?”
“We are, and I always will be open with you, except about that.” Jack tried to shut down the conversation.
Ethan pushed, “Why?”
Jack got angry, “Because I won’t! I don’t want to talk about it with you, with anyone. Drop it.”
Ethan was shocked. He realized the only other time he had seen Jack angry was the fight he had with Trish and he was protecting his son. But this was different. That was frustration. This was boiling hot water ready to spill over. He could sense it but Ethan decided to keep pushing. “OK Jack. We don’t ever have to talk about you losing your parents at six years old under mysterious circumstances that I’m almost certain you remember about, now that I know you were there-”
Jack exploded, “FUCK, ETHAN! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!”
He got out of bed and left, slamming the door behind him. Ethan laid there stunned and confused. He couldn’t understand why Jack reacted like that, like he had touched some untouchable part of him. He wanted to go deeper with Jack, know his inner most thoughts, capture his vulnerability so that he could show Jack that he can and would always take care of him; he wanted Jack to give him his heart. But he realized none of that would happen today. His birthday was tomorrow and he needed to get his weekend back on track.
He left the room in search of Jack, and found him under an umbrella on lounge chair by the sealed up pool. It was a balmy night for the Fall, which they were both thankful for as they were both in t-shirts and pajama pants. Jack was staring out lost in thought and did not acknowledge Ethan coming around and sitting next to him on the next lounge chair.
Ethan waited a few moments, then said, “I’m sorry Jack. I really am. I shouldn’t have pushed you. I will wait until you are ready to talk about it.”
Jack said coldly, “The day I talk about it is the day you lose me. So no, I will never talk about it with you. Don’t ask me about it ever again.”
Ethan was stunned, again. First, he didn’t understand what that meant — the day he talks about it is the day Ethan loses him. Loses him to what? But also, this was a side of Jack he had never seen. Dark. Mean. Distant. Cold. Where had his sweet lover with the dimples gone?
Ethan surprised himself because instead of challenging him more, it made him want to be strong for him and protect him from whatever pain he was keeping. “OK,” Ethan said. “I won’t ever asked. But I just wanted to feel close to you. I never meant to upset or hurt you.”
Jack softened a bit. “There are other ways to feel close to me.”
“Like what? Will you tell me other things about yourself?”
“I don’t really feel like talking.”
Ethan was thoughtful. “OK. Can I make love to you instead?”
Jack paused. “So sex solves all your problems?”
Ethan said slowly, “I didn’t ask for sex, I asked to make love to you. And no, sex or making love does not solve all problems, but it will help me to feel close to you. Don’t you want to feel close to me?” His voice was almost pleading.
Jack didn’t respond, but his guard was coming down. Ethan tried again, “Please Jackie Bear? Please just let me hold you.” He reached his hand out.
Jack finally looked at him, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He took his hand. “Jackie Bear?”
“Yea, you like? I just made it up.” He tugged his hand, nudging him to get up and come over to him, which Jack did. “See, it’s like Teddy Bear, but with Jackie. Because holding you give me comfort.”
Jack straddled Ethan, sat in his lap and said, “Yea, I like it. I’ll be your Jackie Bear.” They kissed and Ethan leaned all the way up and held onto Jack, his face on his chest, his arms wrapped around his back.
“I’m sorry,” Ethan whispered.
Jack held onto him, rubbing his hand through his wispy, brown hair. “Make love to me.” Jack said softly.
Ethan leaned back and reached into his pocket, pulled out a condom and a small bottle of lube, and handed them both to Jack. “Put it on me,” he said.
Jack laid him back down, stood up and pulled Ethan’s PJ’s down and off on leg, then sat on his thighs. Ethan was barely erect, so Jack stroked and sucked him for encouragement. It made Jack realize that Ethan asked to make love to him not because he was horny, but because he wanted to be with Jack emotionally. The thought made his heart full.
Once Ethan was nice and hard, he slid the condom on and added lube to the tip of his cock, stood up and took off his own PJ bottoms, lubed his own anus and straddled Ethan again. He slowly eased himself down on Ethan’s cock, moaning as quietly as he could. They had only had sex a handful of times in the last six weeks, and every time Ethan’s thickness took Jack’s breath way. When he was all the way seated on his lap and completely full with Ethan’s cock, he closed his eyes and took some deep breaths, letting his emotion for Ethan taking over.
This really was the best feeling in the world to him, being together like this. Ethan made him feel safe and loved. Jack leaned over a little and began to move back and forth, feet on the ground for balance while he moaned and Ethan moaned holding onto Jack’s waist. Usually Ethan would guide him but he decided not to, giving Jack full control of his own orgasm. They kissed and moved together slowly, then moderately, but not pounding each other, just holding each other, becoming one body. Making love.
After a while Ethan felt his orgasm begin to rise so he reached between them and began stroking Jack faster than what they were moving together. Jack started moaning louder so Ethan took his other hand to cover his mouth, as his parents room faced the pool. Jack started moving faster, meeting Ethan’s strokes. As his rectum tightening around Ethan’s penis, Ethan let out a “uuuuuugh” and released at the same time as Jack, both of their midsections suspended movement in climax and pulsed out cum, Jack on top of Ethan’s t-shirt he was still wearing, Ethan inside Jack in the condom.
When they were able to resume feeling in their groins, Ethan pulled Jack closer to him for a kiss and they kissed deeply for a while until Ethan became soft and slid out of Jack. He lifted Jack up to a sitting position and again wrapped his arms around Jack’s midsection as he did when they first started tonight. Jack hugged him back, resting his chin on top of Ethan’s head.
“Wow,” Jack said softly.
Ethan said softly back, “Yea. Wow.” They both wanted to say more but left the question and the answer in the air between them.
~~~~~~
They walked into the lobby of Jozi Resort and Getaway, and automatically loved the atmosphere. They could smell the chlorine from the lobby, as the main indoor pool and water park has an access right from the main hall. There were lots of families, mostly same sex couples, but not all. The signs at the front desk promoted Halloween activities every weekend in October so they understood the crowd in the middle of fall, as Halloween was three days away.
When they obtained their keycard, they were instructed they would be in the Northwest Wing, as that is the wing specifically for couples with intent for romance and honeymoon suites. They took the elevator to the 4th floor and it was much quieter with hallway lights dimmer. Their suite was called “City Life.” Black, white, gray and blue were the theme colors, with a modern sleekness to all the furniture. Champagne and strawberries were on the counter, Ethan’s favorite fruit.
Ethan poured himself and Jack glasses, popped a strawberry in his mouth and walked to the windows overlooking the snow-capped mountains. He said, “This is amazing. And it looks expensive. How could you afford this?”
Jack rolled his eyes and joined him, taking his glass. “Despite the fact that I’ve been making money and still living under my uncle’s roof not paying a cent in rent, food or utilities?”
Ethan laughed. “OK, so you’re not an idiot with your money. But still…”
“The truth is Jozi is one of Frazier Orchards’ contracts so I was able to get a good discount. And anyway, it’s your birthday. I can splurge a little for you. You’re worth it.”
Ethan kissed Jack. “Well it’s perfect, thank you.”
“So we can take a shuttle to the casinos, take another shuttle and go out skiing, or stay here with the indoor pool and water park. The bars are lounges are open 24/7, but the dance hall doesn’t open until 9pm. Or we could just stay here, warm up the Jacuzzi, put a movie on, or not watch a movie.”
Ethan was thoughtful. “Tell me one thing about you that I don’t know, or that you haven’t told me.”
Jack looked at him trying to decide how he felt about this, but he answered him. “When I was ten years old and June was seven, my aunt and uncle sat us down and asked us if we wanted to be adopted. They told us it was our choice. June said yes. I said no. So technically, I’m not a Frazier. I’m still Jack Redmond.”
Ethan was surprised. He assumed Jack’s name was Frazier like Henrietta, Wilhelmina and June. He wanted to ask more, but after their fight last night he learned his lesson not to push to hard. Instead he held his hand out for a shake and said, “It’s nice to meet you Jack Redmond.”
Jack smiled and shook his hand. “You’re turn.”
Ethan took a deep breath and exhaled. “I was in a relationship for four years off and on before Trish. You know this. But what you don’t know is that it was intense, volatile, and passionate. And wrong. He was a married professor at UConn in the Arts department, and 25 years older than me.” Jack’s mouth dropped open, but then quickly recovered. He let Ethan continue.
“I had blinders on the whole time, from college on we kept it going. I look back and I honestly don’t know what I was thinking, it wasn’t like it could have gone anywhere. Anyway his wife found out and he ended it with me, just like that, like I meant nothing to him. Four years and poof, a whole relationship, my whole life gone up in smoke. It broke me. I spent about a month depressed, drunk and high day and night. That’s really how I ended up sleeping with Trish.”
Jack didn’t know what to say at first so Ethan said, “You look like you have more questions.”
Jack collected his thoughts, and said, “Just one. Is that also why you stopped painting?”
“Yes. The last thing I painted, we actually painted together. A wall in my old apartment. We finally finished it days before. Then it was over and I lost my mind. After I slept Trish I tried to pull my life off the ground again. I repainted the wall a fresh coat of white, went to work, stopped drinking cold turkey. Flushed all the pills and weed down the toilet. But I couldn’t bring myself to paint without thinking of him. I kept asking myself, what was it all for, why did all of this happened to me?
“Then Trish shows up and surprise, you’re going to be a dad! The fact that my gay relationship turned to shit but my one night stand resulting in a pregnancy, I thought God was trying to tell me that this was my path. Then surprise! I fucked a co-worker and I’m still gay!”
Jack suppressed a laugh, badly. Ethan laughed too. Jack asked, “Do you think you’ll ever paint again?”
Ethan sighed. “I don’t know. It’s been almost four years. My art is tied to my emotions and being in love like that, all blinders, is either my inspiration or my downfall. I’m in a different place now emotionally, obviously and I think I want to try. I just don’t know when or how to get started.” He exhaled. “So anyway, now you know why I’ve been cautious. About us. About everything.”
Jack nodded, thoughtful. He made a decision. “Let’s go to the water park and have some fun.” Ethan nodded and smiled.
They spend the afternoon in the water park, came upstairs to shower where they exchanged blow jobs, then went to dinner. The older male gay couple in the booth next to them had three little girls, ages ranging from two to seven, that was giving them a run for their money, climbing over the seats or under the table, and kept trying to escape the booth. They kept apologizing to Jack, whose hair the four year old kept wanting to touch. Ethan and Jack took it all in stride.
Ethan told them, “I have two year old toddler too, so I get it.”
Guy 1 asked, “Yea, how long have you been married?”
Before Ethan could respond Jack said, “January 2nd will make one year. We came up this way for a quick getaway while our son is with his grandparents.” Ethan resisted the urge to look at Jack.
Guy 2 said, “That’s nice. Hun, remember when we were just married and had romantic getaways?”
Guy 1 whispered, “Now our getaways are quickies in the basement.”
Guy 2 said “Shut up! Don’t listen to him, we love our life and our childr- Stop throwing food Lily! – children and our love life has not changed that much.”
Guy 1 rolled his eyes and Guy 2 caught it. He said, “Don’t do that. Especially to Baby Gays.”
Guy 1 said innocently, “Do what?”
Guy 2 said, “You know what you- Amber come back here!” and he chased the two year old as she ran around the restaurant.
Guy 1 sighed and gave them a sarcastically encouraging smile and said “Cheers to equality!” He rolled his eyes again, making Ethan and Jack laugh.
After dinner they headed to the bar and lounge area which was on the north side of the resort. They liked the slower atmosphere than the dancehall and decided to stay there. Ethan asked, “So we’ve been married for a year?”
Jack smiled. “You don’t want to be pretend married to me?”
“I’m not getting married again, pretend or otherwise,” Ethan said.
“Really?” Jack asked a bit surprised. He thought Ethan would have wanted to at some point and it would be him making some decisions if they ended up there one day.
Ethan shook his head. “I can be committed to someone without walking down the aisle. I don’t want to take that trip ever again.”
“You know, I never actually saw myself getting married either,” Jack said. “It’s not something that I must do in my life, you know? Plus, I’m gay and Catholic, it’s not like I can get married the way I want. What Catholic Church is going to open their doors for a wedding for me?”
“You could always be Lutheran like Brayden,” Ethan joked.
“St Jude would never forgive me if I turned my back on him,” Jack said, and Ethan laughed out loud. A song started that Jack knew. He reached for Ethan’s hand and said, “Dance with me.”
Ethan looked around and there were about three couples dancing in the middle of the floor. He would rather not, but he knew how much it means to Jack to have these moments of normalcy. He got up and let Jack lead him. They held each other and swayed, Jack’s head on his shoulder, eyes closed, Ethan with his arms wrapped around him. Ethan started listening to the words of the song:
There now, steady love/so few come and don’t go/will you, won’t you be the one I always know/when I’m losing my control/ the city spins around/you’re the only one who knows to slow it down/oh oh oh oh, be my baby/ and I’ll look after you.
Ethan asked, “Who sings this?”
“The Fray. I’ll Look After You. It’s one of my favorite songs.” He looked up at Ethan and said, “Why? Is it too white for you?” He laughed. Ethan didn’t.
“No. It’s…nice. Beautiful. I like it.”
Jack looked into Ethan’s brown eyes, then kissed him softly. Then leaned back on his shoulder and closed his eyes again. Ethan’s heart was full. He closed his eyes as well and held Jack a little tighter as the song continued:
It’s always have and never hold/You’ve begun to feel like home yeah
What’s mine is yours to leave or take/What’s mine is yours to make your own
Technically they have only been together a little over a month, but like the lyrics said, it feels like home. Like they had been doing this the whole time. Jack likewise felt the same, and knew he needed to tell Ethan how he felt. He realized this changes his future plans a bit, his plan to go back to Ireland and settle a score, but he couldn’t deny how he was feeling in this moment. He would cross that bridge if or when that time came.
When the song ended and changed to another one, Jack said, “Let’s go upstairs. I have to give you your present.”
“If it’s your Irish cream I already had that,” Ethan joked.
Jack smiled his sideways smile, and said, “You’re going to get that too, but no. It’s something else.” He took his hand and led him upstairs.
When they got to the room Jack pulled a square cardboard box out of his suitcase of something he obviously ordered, sat at the table, and asked Ethan to sit down with him. Ethan sat down suspiciously. Jack slid the box over to him and said, “It’s ironic that we had the conversation we had earlier. Happy birthday, E. Open it.”
Ethan pulled the tape off of the sides and lifted the flaps. In it was a box set of 100 different colors of five ounce acrylic paints, another box of different size paint brushes with authentic wooden handles, a box of professional pencils for drawing and a large sketchbook. Ethan was stunned into silence and Jack leaned back to watched his reaction, also silent.
Ethan opened the box of paint brushes, took one out and touched it lightly, played with the bristles, then put it back in the box. He open the next box, touched the pencils, lifted one up and twirled it in his hand. Then put it back in the box. He opened the box of paints. He choose the red bottle, twisted off the cap, and sniffed it. He smiled. He dipped his index finger in it, moved it around between his finger and thumb. He closed the bottle and put it back in its box, then closed the main box flaps. He looked at Jack who was already watching him.
After a couple of moments of staring at each other, Ethan said, “Take off your clothes.”
Jack stood up and started taking off his clothes. Ethan stood up as well, started undressing. They watched each other get undressed, unhurried. Once they were completely naked, Ethan moved over to the bed, flipped the sheets back and got in, laid on his side and Jack followed him, laying on his side as well to face him.
“So where do you want me?” Jack asked. “Underneath or on top?”
Ethan looked him in the eyes and said, “In. I want you inside of me.”
Jack kept his face neutral but his heart started pounding. Holy shit, he thought but said, “Okay.”
They stared at each other for a few more seconds. Then Jack leaned in to kiss him softly and said, “Turn over.” Ethan hesitated. Although he knew there was nothing else in the world he would rather be doing, a small part of him still wondered if Jack was the right person, considering his family secrets.
Jack sensed his hesitation. He leaned back up and said, “Ethan, do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Give in to me.”
He waited. Ethan smiled at Jack’s level of patience. He knew he wasn’t going to do anything without the full green light.
“Okay,” Ethan said. He turned to lay on his stomach.
Jack laid directly on top of Ethan, his semi-hard dick on Ethan’s ass and moved. He kissed his cheek and ran his fingers softly through Ethan’s hair. He licked and sucked the length of his neck a few times, them moved down slowly, leaving wet soft kisses on Ethan’s shoulder blades and different areas on his back. When he reached his ass crack, he licked his lips again and left wet kisses at the top of his crack. He spit and let it trail down Ethan’s crack, then followed it slowly with the tip of his tongue. Ethan let out his first moan.
Jack spread his cheeks and slowly, licked around. When Jack reached the center he let his tongue linger there, flicking it back and forth, then pushed hard against the opening and Ethan cried out. Jack used both hands to spread Ethan’s cheeks as far as they would go with him laying flat on his stomach. He admired his soft brown hairs, licked his pucker wet, then blew on him, wet it again, and blew. Ethan moaned and shook a bit, then Jack put his whole face in Ethan’s ass, thrusting his tongue in and out of his hole, using his lips to kiss and create a strong suction that could be heard with a popping sound. Ethan moaned loudly, repeatedly.
Jack showed no mercy, attacked Ethan with his tongue like he has been waiting for this his whole life, until his hole was a fresh pink, wet and shiny. Jack grabbed the lube and massaged Ethan’s whole ass, then down the crack and finally inserted his fingers inside, as Ethan made deep throaty moans. Ethan was nervous and horny and excited and right then and there he made another major decision. When Jack reached for the condom Ethan said, “No. I want to feel all of it.”
Jack’s heart pounded louder, but he said calmly, “Okay.”
He lubed and stroked himself, then pulled Ethan’s bottom up as his torso and head laid on the bed, and poured more lube down his ass crack, rubbed it around. He slowly entered his tip into Ethan who groaned in pain. Ethan was fucking tight, no bones about it, Jack thought. He knew would have to stretch him out a bit but he was OK with taking his time. They had all night.
He exited and entered again, slowly, pushed in and through until he was halfway inside, then pulled out again. Ethan was moaning and breathing through the pain, trying to relax his body and his mind. By the third time Jack entered him there was more pleasure than pain and Jack felt Ethan’s rectum open up and mold around him.
Fuck this felt amazing, Jack thought moving inside Ethan bare, and worked hard to control his movements and breathing. He did it a fourth time, exited and entered and this time pushed all the way in until he was pelvic bone to ass. Ethan moaned and Jack sighed and held still. He leaned over and hugged him. Just the fact that Ethan wanted him to be inside of him, he knew this meant that Ethan had opened up not just his body, but his heart to him. And that thought alone solidified what he already knew: Jack was in love.
He was trying to decide whether he should treat Ethan with kid gloves or make love to him the way he had been wanting to for most of the year, show him how he felt rather than tell him, give him his all. Jack choose the latter. He rose up, exited and entered with more force, thrusting all the way inside. Ethan moaned loudly “uuuuuugh!” He lifted his head up, now on all fours in the middle of the bed. Jack reach around Ethan and hugged his midsection again, putting his head on his back.
He asked again, “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,”Ethan said breathlessly, then said, “Do it. I know you want to. Fuck me hard. Don’t stop. Until you cum inside me.” That was all Jack needed to hear.
He leaned up, taking Ethan by the waist. He started out slow, moving back and forth, up and down, circular motions, opening Ethan up. Ethan continued his deep throaty moans and shortness of breath as Jack steadily increased his pace and eventually alternated between long deep strokes and short quick strokes. Ethan had never considered in the five times that Jack bottomed for him so far that he would have some skills. Jack had allowed Ethan to twist his body any way he saw fit, be as rough as he wanted. Even when Jack was on top riding, he still allowed Ethan to dictate his movements for the most part, with the exception of the night before.
But this Jack was…magisterial. He was definitely in charge now, rough but sensual, strong and sexual, making Ethan want to be putty in his hands. And Ethan loved every moment of it, pain long since subsided and he let his body be used up and filled up by Jack, especially since Jack’s long dick was easily hitting his sexual nerves. He loved when Jack would lean over, lick his lips and kiss the back of his neck or the top of his spine, run his fingers through his hair roughly, pinch his nipples hard. He loved how Jack switched up his strokes every so often, keeping his toes curled and clenching the sheets. He loved Jack’s breathless moans. He loved…Jack.
Ethan thought this as his orgasm sneaked up on him and Jack thrusted, grinded against him, pulled back and thrusted again, repeatedly. His movements were getting sporadic and Ethan knew Jack was close. He let go and allowed the feeling he hasn’t felt in so long overwhelm him. Moaning loudly, he held the base of his penis without stroking and came as Jack slammed into he harder and faster. Ethan’s rectum tighten so hard around Jack that even if he wanted to, he couldn’t hold his own ejaculation.
“Aaaaah fuck!” Jack exclaimed, he thrusted his dick as far as he could go and held it there while he squirted over and over and over again, feeling it pool around his prostate and it felt amazing to cum inside of him.
Ethan slowly laid down taking Jack, who was still inside of him, down with him. Jack pulled out but stayed on top of Ethan. He stretched his hands across Ethan’s and entangled his fingers with his. The didn’t speak for a full minute, feeling the beating of each other’s heartbeats.
Then Jack spoke, “Ethan? I think I’m falling in love with you.”
Ethan let a couple of seconds pass, then said, “Do you think or do you know?”
“That…depends. Do you want me to think or do you want me to know?”
“I would want you to know. Because I know for sure.”
Jack’s heart danced and his stomach flipped. Did he just say what I think he said, he thought. Just to be sure, he asked, “You know…what?”
Ethan moved Jack to one side by shimmying him off his back. He laid on his side to face him, the position they were in when they first started. He looked into Jack’s eyes and said, “I love you, Jack. Love. You.”
Jack said softly, “I love you, too.”
They leaned in for a short kiss. Ethan said, “So what now?”
Jack laughed. “Now we get married, have two more kids and live happily ever after.”
Ethan laughed as well. Then he said, “How about we start raising the one we have now. Our son.”
Jack grinned widely. “Yea. I’d like that.”
They laid together for a bit holding hands. Then Jack said, “I have a song that’s been playing in my head for about five minutes now. Can I play it for you?”
Ethan smiled. “Of course.”
Jack got up and Ethan watched his round ass make its way toward his clothes near the table, and grab his phone. He stood there for a bit finding it, probably on Youtube, but Ethan didn’t care, he could have stood there all day in his naked glory, sweat glistening body, lax, long penis between his legs. When he found it, he got back in the bed and curled up next to Ethan, and pressed play. Ethan had never heard it before but he knew it was the lyrics he was listening for, and he was right.
I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy. I’ll be your hope, I’ll be your love, be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do
I will be strong, I will be faithful ’cause I’m counting on a new beginning, a reason for living, a deeper meaning, yeah.
I want to stand with you on a mountain, I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever, until the sky falls down on me….
Ethan was overwhelmed with his feelings for Jack. He asked, “Who sings this?”
“Savage Garden. Truly Madly Deeply,” Jack told him.
“Truly. Madly. Deeply,” Ethan repeated. When the song ended Ethan said, “I don’t think I will love anyone else for the rest of my life, Jack.”
Jack smiled and said, “I don’t think I will either.” He let a moment pass, then said, “You’re so lucky I’m not a girl because I would make sure I’m pregnant before the end of the night.”
Ethan smiled and said, “Well let’s see if we can make something happen.”
He leaned over for a kiss, then laid on top of Jack to kiss him deeper. He found the lube buried in the sheets and lifted one of Jack’s legs up to lube and finger his hole making Jack moan softly. Then he lubed himself and entered Jack, still holding onto Jack’s leg. Jack gasped upon entrance. The penis to anus, skin on skin felt so different. He felt every vein against the walls of his rectum, every inch of Ethan as he moved and filled him up, and he knew he would never get enough of this. This was special. This was real. This was love.
Ethan grabbed Jack’s ass with his other hand and moved inside of him. Jack moaned, his head twisting around in pleasure as he held onto Ethan’s arms. “Deeper,” he moaned. “Harder. Faster.”
So Jack knew how to command from the bottom too huh, Ethan thought. Nice! Ethan obliged, positioning Jack’s legs on his shoulders and he leaned in so that he knees were practically in his chest so he could go deeper, stroke harder, move faster. “Like that?” he asked.
Jack held onto Ethan’s arms tightly and moaned, “yeeeeeaaaassss.”
The room was filled with Jack’s “hooooooo’s” and Ethan’s “uuuughs” and the slapping of Ethan’s thigh’s on Jack’s ass for a few minutes. Ethan moved both his legs down off his shoulders but Jack raised them back up, locked them around Ethan’s back and pulled him down, making Ethan laugh.
“You are so incredibly sexy,” Ethan said. “How did I miss it all this time?”
“Well you had your head up your ass, all blinders,” Jack said amusingly.
Ethan smiled. “I don’t have any blinders on with you. I know who you are. I see you. Jack Redmond.”
Jack wrapped both arms around Ethan’s neck and pulled him close for a kiss. “I really, really love you.” The kissed again and Ethan made love to Jack the way he wanted: deeper, harder, faster. They knew it would be a while before either of them came again, and that was just the way they wanted it.
Jack moaned and held onto Ethan as they grew hot and sweaty together. They stayed that way for minutes, hours, days, centuries it felt like, until the friction of Jack’s penis between the two of them became overwhelming. Ethan moaned out his orgasm first and ejaculated thick hot white cum inside Jack. Jack gasped again, as he could feel every pump of Ethan’s dick as he came. The feeling of Ethan’s cream filling him up was exhilarating, and it made him cum as well, his own hot white cum pressed between both of their chests.
Thoughts of love and forever swarmed around them: Jack felt like he would never love another person again as much as he loved Ethan in this moment; Ethan felt free to feel, free to open his heart, free to love again. He slowly pulled out, making Jack feel more empty today then in all the other times they made love. He laid there on Jack’s chest, cum ending up on his face that he didn’t mind. Neither spoke again. Jack rubbed the nape of his neck until he fell asleep, then he fell asleep shortly afterwards.
~~~~~
Ethan woke up hours later to pee. He had a dream that he couldn’t remember the details, but it made him feel warm inside. As he was returning back to a sleeping Jack, he remembered the paints and sketchbook. He made his way over to the table, turned on the dimmed light in the corner of the room and opened up the box.
He took out the sketchbook and the pencils and started to outline something. Ethan sat there for hours until the sun rose with his pencils and drew, then pulled out the paints. He started with different shades of green, added light blues, greys. Some other colors, like brown, orange, yellow. He used the smallest brushes first, then bigger ones for wider strokes, but then put it aside and used his hands. Other shades of gray. Black and red was last.
Jack woke up and looked at Ethan, naked, legs on the table crossed at the ankles, sketchbook in his lap, paint brush in his hand, hair falling over his right eye. Paint all over his hands, chest and leg. He came to stand behind him, kissed his head and looked over at what he created so far. It took him a minute to make out the impressionism, but when he did, he smiled. It was a boy with black hair in a tree in the middle of an orchard, eating an apple, at sunrise.