You Bring Me Joy

(Like a Best Friend Should)

Chapter Twenty Nine

46. Making Love

Though it’s still early evening, Josh’s bedroom seems darker—more intimate—than usual. Justin notices it as soon as Josh leads him inside and closes the door. The curtains are drawn, the decorative pillows removed from the bed, and the pale grey comforter is pulled back to reveal Josh’s favorite deep purple silk sheets. Justin takes his eyes away from Josh’s mouth to quickly survey the room. He smiles at the 2 oversized pillar candles sitting on the dresser. It’s a romantic setting if he’s ever seen one.

“Josh?” Justin asks amusedly. “What’s all this?”

“I thought…I hoped…just in case you came today.” Josh lights the candles and walks back to Justin. He places his hands on Justin’s waist gingerly, like he’s feeling Justin’s skin and muscle for the very first time. “After last night, I knew something would have to happen. I knew I’d have to tell you, finally. Even if you didn’t…feel the same. I knew you’d come, one way or another.”

“Baby.”

“I wanted to be ready for you, Justin.” Justin bites his lips when he realizes just what Josh means by that. As he watches Josh step back, sit on the bed, and lick his lips, Justin blushes at the thought of what is to come. Finally.

“Are you nervous?” Josh asks as he undoes the top button of his shirt.

“Yeah.” Justin clears his throat. “Are you?”

“Yeah, I am.” Josh clears his throat, too. It’s adorable that he’s nervous, considering his wealth of experience compared to Justin’s. He watches his shaking fingers until his shirt is completely open. Then he looks back at Justin and says, “I…wanted to be ready…if you came to me tonight.”

“You knew I’d come,” Justin murmurs as he takes a few steps closer. Josh is only an arm’s reach away, but he doesn’t touch him yet. Instead he slowly unbuttons his own shirt and lets Josh watch. Josh’s hand moves, but it stills on his thigh, like its owner wants to delay gratification until the last possible moment. Justin would like to do that, but he knows when Josh looks up at him with sweet, sexy, almost scared silvery eyes that he can’t wait much longer.

“Do you want me?” whispers Josh.

Justin lets his shirt fall to the floor before saying, “I want you, baby. You want me?”

“Yes, I want you, Justin.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now…come here.” Josh opens his arms for Justin’s body. He holds it to him, breathing Justin’s scent as his hands run up and down Justin’s back. He kisses Justin’s stomach, then lifts soft eyes to Justin’s gaze. “I’ve waited so long for you, J.”

“Josh.” Justin pushes Josh down on the bed and blankets his body with his own. Just before their lips meet, he whispers, “I’ve been waiting my whole life for you.”

It’s been 6 days now that they’ve been this close. Six days of kissing. Six days of learning each other’s intimate sounds, ticklish places, how fast they get excited. Justin is thankful for each and every day, for every kiss, for every caress, but this...this is so much more. He’d kissed JC into his bed yesterday, and that had been hot. It was, however, nothing like this. Justin has never given himself to someone he’s been in love with, wants to share his life with, and who feels exactly the same. He’s never made love before—only had sex—and he’s nervous that the weight of the moment might impair his performance. At the very least, he knows it’ll be over way too soon. Josh’s steady purr in his ear, his shivering body, and his wet lips will make sure of that. His consolation is that Josh seems just as eager—perhaps more so—than he is, if his hot, fast breathing is any indication.

“Mmm…Justin…c’mon, baby.” Josh inhales, his mouth forming a nice, wet oval as Justin strokes his cock with one hand and undresses him with the other. “So good. You’re so good, sweetie.” Justin nearly says the three words again, but he kisses Josh’s chest instead. He doesn’t want to sound too girly. But still, the I love you’s just keep wanting to roll off his tongue. He’s held back for months; it’s nearly beyond his control. So he whispers the phrase into Josh’s body, right over his heart, before his lips search out Josh’s nipples. “Ohhhhh. Justin, your mouth…your…oh, God. Fuck me.”

“Ohhh,” Justin squeaks. If Josh’s voice can do this much to him, how is he ever going to last when they finally—

“Oooohh…I love you, Justin,” Josh coos effortlessly. He smiles sincerely, and repeats it like a sigh, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, like Justin should have known all along.

“I know you do, C.” Justin slips Josh’s pants all the way off, then goes back for the underwear. Josh spreads as soon as his legs are free. Not too wide yet, just enough to let Justin see a hint of what awaits him between his legs.

“Jus, do you know how many times I’ve been here, alone like this, thinking about you?” murmurs Josh. He strokes himself slowly, but his need is apparent already. “Fuck, man. Look at what you do to me.”

“Josh. Mmm.” Justin hovers on all fours over Josh’s vibrating body. He lets Josh unzip him and dig into his pants for his erection. They both hiss as Josh pulls it out and aims it for his own swollen penis. Justin sighs loudly as Josh rubs the sensitive heads together.

“So fucking good. Oh…want your…Justin.”

“Let me…mmm.” Justin scoops Josh’s lower body up and wraps the long legs around his hips, crushing their bodies together in rhythmic thrusts. He kisses Josh frantically, the smack of wets lips and tongues adding to the fire smoldering in his belly. Once Josh has him fully naked they grind each other in a repeated, liquid motion. Josh’s mouth is open, but only sighs and grunts escape. His hips move with, then against, then with Justin’s again, until the organs squeezed between them swell to capacity. It’s so good it almost hurts.

“J,” Josh groans, his body trembling even though his skin is hot, “Honey, I need you.”

“I need you more.” Justin kisses all over his best friend’s face, uttering, “Want you so bad,” over and over until Josh whimpers and quickly shoots out of the bed. Justin pants as he watches Josh stumble over to his dresser. His face flames up, and his stomach flips a little, but he smiles through the nervousness. Josh smiles too as he rushes back as best he can with an aching erection bouncing between his legs. Justin watches it, but doesn’t laugh. It’s beautiful, and he knows it’s a sight he’ll come to know well.

“I hope Maximus is OK,” Josh mentions bashfully. He lays a small pump bottle down on the bed, hesitates, and then drops a couple of condoms down next to it. Justin gulps. “Um, I also have some Probe, but if you want hypoallergenic, I think there’s some—”

“Josh, c’mere.”

“I mean…this is what we’re doing, right?” Josh kneels on the bed just out of Justin’s reach and plays with the small wrapped prophylactics. “If I’m rushing you…I mean…I don’t want to—”

“Joshua, I’m ok, baby. I want to. C’mon.”
“I know it’s your first time…with a man…like this, and I want it to be perfect.”

“You even babble before sex?”

“If this is too fast, and you want to wait, I’ll understand, J. I’ll wait forever if I have to—”

“Shhh.” Justin pulls Josh down on the bed, laying him out on his back before climbing on top of him. They stop just for a second.

“You sure?” Josh whispers. Justin smirks and reaches out to grab the paraphernalia.

“Yes.”

Justin smiles and picks up the lubricant. “Um…how much?”

“C’mere.” They stretch out on sides, chest to chest, cocks fighting for dominance between their bellies. Josh kisses Justin’s nervousness away, his tongue pulsing inside Justin’s mouth in time with his hand on Justin’s erection. “I want to make sure you’re good and hard for me,” Josh coos. “Your cock feels so good in my hands.” He nibbles Justin’s bottom lip and coaxes wetness from the tip of the penis with his fingers. “I bet you’ll feel even better inside me.”

“Oh…mmm…wanna feel you inside, baby.”

“Almost ready.” Josh rubs noses with Justin, and then pulls away to get the condom.

“Jooooooh! Yes, baby, yes!” Justin hadn’t expected the slick heat of Josh’s mouth on his cock, so he reaches out to stop him before he comes in his mouth. “C, oh, God, feels too good.”

“Mmm. Tastes so good.” Josh kisses the tip of Justin’s cock once more, then exchanges his mouth for latex. He sits atop Justin’s legs as he properly unrolls the condom.

“Is it weird that watching you do that gets me hot?” Justin gasps.

“No way. Watching you do anything gets me hot.” It touches Justin, even if it is only horny sex talk.

“Josh. You’re so sexy I can barely stand to look at you.” Josh starts to reply, but Justin shakes his head quickly. “Don’t say anything. Just come to me.” Blushing sweetly, Josh nods and pumps a glob of lotion-like lubricant into his hand. He smoothes it up and down Justin’s condom-covered penis, licks his lips at the throbbing organ, and then smears on more lube.

“You ready to fuck me? Huh?” Josh whispers as he and Justin switch places. He lies on his back, then smiles sweetly when Justin props a pillow under his ass. “Thank you.”

“Ok.” Justin kneels on the bed and scoots Josh back to him. The motion drives his cock against Josh’s perineum, forcing it flush behind Josh’s balls. The sudden friction elicits a warbling groan from both men. Justin smiles down at the sight. Some other day, he thinks, he’ll get off just from that.

“You alright?” Josh asks a little impatiently.

“Yes, I’m just…looking at you.”

“Looking at…oh.” Josh spreads his legs and gently kneads his testicles. Justin watches Josh’s body, thigh muscles taut, nipples hard, belly quivering, cock trickling precum. It’s a beautiful sight. “Look at me, Justin.” Josh tilts his hips, opening more, so Justin can see all of him, the underside of his penis, his contracted, smooth scrotum, and there…there…the soft, pink anus. Justin sighs and reaches for the bud, but his fingers stop just a few inches short.

“Is it ok? Can I?” Josh nods, then groans when Justin touches him there, first with only one fingertip, followed by several more.

“Yes. More.” It sounds like both a request and a command. Justin happily obliges. Though his cock is aching for access, Justin lets his fingers explore just a little longer. He holds Josh’s tight bottom in his palms and circles the aperture with both thumbs. The skin is smoother than he’d thought, and its just begging to be penetrated, he can tell already. Josh’s body is practically vibrating off the bed.

“Put some lube on me, J.”

“Alright.” Justin pumps a sizeable blob of gel on his fingers and gently applies it to Josh’s awaiting entrance. “Oh, baby.” Josh’s hips are already moving, and Justin instantly syncs up with him, moving just enough so the tip of his erection teases Josh’s ass.

“Please, J. I want you inside me,” Josh sighs. He squeezes his cock and hisses when Justin’s finger nudges him open just a little bit. “Ohhhh, yeah. That’s it. Play with me.”

“Is it…ok?” Justin asks hesitantly, but he’s already getting into position.

“Yeah. I’m…empty, J. I made sure of it, don’t worry.” Josh pulls Justin closer with his legs. “Ok, baby?”

“Yes, sweetie.” Justin bites his lip and slips a lubricated forefinger inside. When Josh stops panting from that, Justin replaces it with his longer, slightly thicker middle finger.

“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me,” moans Josh again and again, his body urging Justin along just as much as his words.

“You sure?” Justin peeps as his fingers explore, stretch, ready, prepare.

“Please. Make love to me. Please.” Justin nods and leans down to give Josh his hungry lips once more.

“I love you.”

“Love you, Jus.” Josh curls up, legs impossible wide and locked around Justin’s back, and tilts his hips. “I’ve always loved you.”

“Ohhhh.” Justin whimpers, his hands holding him up as Josh grasps his erection and guides it to its destination. With one slow, shaking thrust, Justin slides his sex inside Josh’s body. “Oh! Oh my…oh.” Justin holds his breath. The tightness around his cock is overwhelming. So is the look on Josh’s face…his lover’s face. “You ok? Is it alright, Josh?”

“God.”

“Josh, baby.” Justin thrusts again, cooing when he meets less resistance than before. Josh hisses as he guides Justin’s penis further inside. Justin watches, still amazed at Josh’s agility, until he sinks nearly all the way in, and has to squeeze his eyes shut to keep from coming.

“Look at me, Justin.”

“Uh uh. Can’t.” Justin moves in and out, and stops just as fast. “So…much. Want to last, sweetie.”

“Please,” Josh squeaks. Justin obeys his love. “We did it, baby.”

“Ohhhh.” Justin kneels up, clutches Josh by the hips, and slides all the way in. The velvet swallowing his sex threatens to bring him to climax, but Justin forces himself to continue. Within seconds he’s fucking Josh faster, bringing himself closer, losing more control.

“Yes, love me. Oh. Love you so much,” purrs Josh as he meets Justin’s thrusts with his own, sucking Justin deeper inside his body with every fluid movement of his hips. Justin gasps like his head is going to explode.

“C, I…you feel so good…so hot inside.” Justin presses down on top of his lover, fucking him fast and shallow. “Never felt this…oh…never felt anything like you before. I want you.”

“Waited for you so long,” Josh groans, his hands gripping Justin’s back tightly, his legs anchored to Justin’s thighs. They kiss hungrily, sucking tongues roughly as they continue making love. Then Justin unhooks Josh’s legs from around him and secures them over his shoulders. With one graceful thrust, he sinks in deeper, filling Josh quickly, pressing into him from a different angle. Josh purrs “I’m so in love with you,” over and over as he masturbates with one hand and squeezes Justin’s nipple with the other. It’s too much, too good.

“Jo-oshhh…”

“Come…come…yes. Fuck me.”

“Tell me you love me,” Justin demands. Seconds after Josh complies, Justin lets go a strangled cry as orgasm engulfs every inch of his body. He squeals as he comes alive, buried deep inside Josh’s body, shivering and sweating and smiling. Josh grunts along with him, kisses his neck, fucks him even as he nears his own end.

“I’m gonna…Justin.” Josh is barely able to form words, he’s breathing so fast.

“Come for me.” Josh nods and then goes rigid as he ejaculates all over his hand and Justin’s belly. Justin whispers Josh down from his high as he fucks him through his orgasm. It’s sticky between their bodies in more ways than one, but Justin doesn’t mind it, likes it even. He likes Josh’s semen all over him, likes Josh’s sweaty body beneath him, loves Josh’s tightness surrounding him. He looks down at the face of his best friend and lover and knows he’s never felt more at peace with himself. They stop moving, but Justin stays inside Josh’s body just long enough for him to whisper, “I love you more than anything, Joshua.”

“J.” They kiss softly for a little bit as their breathing slows down. When they’ve settled almost back to earth, Justin holds his now flaccid cock at the base and slowly slips it out of Josh’s heat. Then he collapses on top of his love and welcomes a host of tender kisses to his forehead.

“You’re so beautiful,” Josh whispers against Justin’s cheek.

“Mmm. So in love with you.” They share a brief, shy smile before their lips touch. Josh rolls Justin on his side, cradles his face as he searches his mouth. Justin revels in Josh’s kiss and Josh’s gentle hands on his face, his neck, his back. He opens his eyes and stares unabashedly at his boyfriend.

“What?” Josh whispers shyly.

“Nothing. It’s just…we…you know. Our first time. My first time.”

“I know.” Josh kisses Justin’s shoulder, and then grins and asks, “Did you…like me?”

“Sweetheart, c’mon. I loved you.” Justin kisses Josh insistently and sighs into his mouth. The sweat hasn’t dried, and they’re already starting to respond to each other again. “I loved you, baby.”

“Yes, you did. I loved you, too,” Josh sighs.

“It was so good to finally love you.” Josh smiles, his eyes disappearing into his face. When he opens them, the irises are so incredibly blue that Justin wonders if they could reflect his likeness. He rubs his fingers over Josh’s face, lets Josh’s breath warm his palms, wipes damp ringlets off Josh’s brow. Josh is beautiful in his afterglow, more beautiful than Justin’s ever seen him, breathtakingly beautiful. Justin’s heart fills with happiness and satiation and desire and something else. As he looks at Josh’s body curled around his, at Josh’s sweet face looking back at his, Justin is overcome with images. Flashes of his hopes and dreams for what’s ahead of them. Quick, formless pictures of their possible future years together—years of friendship, arguments, making up, making love, family, music—Josh’s and his—and love. It’s fast and ethereal, and probably more the result of post-orgasmic high than of logic or foresight. Whatever it is, Justin revels in it, and in Josh.

“You’re staring at me again.”

“I know. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Justin, you’re killing me.”

“I’d never. I love you too…mmmm…too much. God, you taste so good.”

“Sweetie, so do you.” They kiss again, just a few light smacks to the lips and chins, and then Josh gets off the bed. “Wanna take a shower?” Justin nods, even though he’s too happy and languid to move. He follows Josh into the bathroom, where he carefully removes the used condom and tosses it in the trash. When he turns around, he finds Josh smiling, eyes closed, as he relieves himself.

“Don’t you need to watch what you’re doing?” Justin kids.

“Mmm…I’ve got good aim, so…ohhhh, what are you…mmm, thanks.” Josh sighs happily at Justin’s hands suddenly sliding around his waist and clutching his urinating penis. “You’re so good to me,” he remarks lazily as Justin subtly strokes the organ as it empties.

“You’re welcome.” Justin buries his blushing face in Josh’s neck. He wants to impart to Josh how intimate this moment is for him, but thinks Josh might get the wrong idea. “Um, not like I’m into watersports or anything.”

“I didn’t think you were, baby.” Josh hums, slides his cock through Justin’s cupped hands a few times.

“Unless…you’re into it.”

“Why do you ask?” Josh giggles, and moves his hips again, then back to brush his ass against Justin’s cock.

“Because if you are, I could…um…be…too.”

“Really?”

“Well, I don’t know.” Justin kisses a mole on Josh’s shoulder. “Maybe, C.”

“Well, that hasn’t really been my thing in the past.” Josh shakes twice, flushes, and walks away, leaving Justin at the toilet with a confused grin on his face. Josh turns on the tap and muses, “But, um, if you want…someday…we could try it together.”

“We’ll see, baby.” Justin laughs and starts to pee. After a few seconds he senses Josh’s eyes on him. “What?”

“I’m just watching you.” Josh finishes washing his hands and stands in place as he dries them on a towel. His eyes focused on Justin’s streaming cock, Josh makes a soft, contented humming noise. “We’ve never watched each other pee before.”

“I know.” Justin pinks a little, and gives his cock a few gentle tugs for his lover’s benefit. “It’s, um, kinda weird and kinda normal at the same time. You know?”

“You have a beautiful penis, Justin.” The look on Josh’s face is so sincere and sweet and sexy that Justin nearly misses the bowl for a second. “Ha! Man, you’re sweet. And yes, J, I know what you meant.”

“Yeah.” Tap, tap, flush. Justin goes to wash his hands, and cricks his head to kiss Josh’s mouth while his hands are under the water. “And thanks for the compliment, baby.”

“You’re welcome.” While Justin finishes drying his hands, Josh busies himself with his penis. He stands behind Justin, kissing the nape of his neck while he lazily strokes Justin’s cock. “This feels so good.”

“Thanks,” Justin murmurs.

“I meant…this. You and me. Us.” Josh looks at Justin in the vanity mirror. “You make me happy, Justin. You have since we first met.”

“You make me happy, too.” It’s a tender moment. Justin wants to stay here for a while, hold on to it so it’ll burn into his memory. But he also wants to address his reawakening desire. He purrs as Josh’s nimble hands bring the blood back towards his cock. He turns around and kisses his lover softly. “So happy, C.”

“C’mon. Just a quick one.” Josh grins and starts the shower.

Justin is careful not to get Josh’s hair wet. He wouldn’t want to get the bed any wetter than it’s already going to be very soon. So he’s careful as he washes the sweat and sex away from Josh’s body. He touches Josh everywhere from his face to his toes to his growing erection to his ass.

“Are you…sore?” Justin asks hesitantly as he gingerly slides a soapy hand between Josh’s buttocks.

“A little.” Josh smiles as he looks over his shoulder at Justin’s handiwork. “It’s been a little while…you know. But I’m fine, baby.”

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“It doesn’t have to…if we do it right.” Josh’s eyes sparkle. “Why do you ask?”

“Just wondering. For future reference.” Justin gulps and rinses Josh’s genitals with the shower massage.

“If it’s not your thing, that’s ok, J. I hope you know that.”

“Yeah, I know.” Justin turns Josh around and hands him the soap. “I’m nervous about that.”

“I know.” Josh kisses Justin’s lips softly, then moves to his neck and behind his ear, all the while soaping up Justin’s body. “I’m all over you,” Josh murmurs as he washes his dried semen from Justin’s stomach.

“Hey.”

“I’m busy washing your naughty bits.”

“Are we gonna discuss this?” Justin asks with a smirk.

“No, because there’s nothing to discuss. You’ll come to me when you’re ready, and if you never are, then I’m fine with it.” Josh washes Justin’s penis in a pumping motion, sending chills through his lover in the process. “As long as we’re together, I don’t care how we do it.”

“Yeah, but—”

“Shut up.” Josh attacks Justin’s mouth like he’s trying to eat him. Justin is instantly hard again.

Washing Josh is hot. Watching him saunter out of the tub and stretch and run his fingers through his hair is really hot. Drying him off with a fluffy bath towel is even hotter. Justin rubs the towel over Josh’s only slightly damp hair, watching the curls spring back after pulling the hair taut. Then to the neck and shoulders. When he gets to the chest he reserves a few water droplets for his tongue instead of the terrycloth. He’s rewarded with a deep sigh, followed by an even deeper, “Hurry up, baby. I want to take you to bed again.”

Josh gets on the bed on all fours. He stretches and purrs before lying down flat, but not before Justin seizes the image for later, when he’s alone or at work and wants to imagine fucking Josh from behind, on Josh’s bed, in flickering candlelight. An anxious groan escapes his throat as he covers Josh’s body with his and rubs against him, just a little bit. Just enough so Josh knows what he’s thinking about.

“Uuuuugh,” Josh moans, and arches into Justin’s pelvis. “I can feel how hard you are.”

“Yeah? You hard for me, too?”

“Absolutely.” Josh takes Justin’s hand and leads it down, underneath their combined weight, so Justin can feel the truth. Justin smiles gratefully; maybe it’s because their intimacy is only a week old, but every time they kiss or touch it feels new to him. He hopes Josh feels the same. As close as they are—friends and lovers—he’s pretty sure Josh does.

“Josh, mmm.” Justin humps Josh’s backside and licks “J T” patterns into Josh’s upper back. It’s a silly mark of ownership, but with Josh’s insane needle phobia, tattoos are out of the question. Josh’s ass feels so good against his cock. Then Josh suddenly moves differently, and Justin’s erection slips between his legs. “Oh…baby, this feels good.” Josh nods and enjoys the ride as Justin fucks his tightly squeezed together thighs. “How do you know me so well, C?” Justin asks breathily.

“Because we’re meant for each other.”

“Ohhhh.”

“You don’t know how much I’ve wanted you, Justin.”

“Sweetie.” Justin turns Josh over and kisses him wantonly. “I’ve wanted this—you—I’ve wanted you to be mine since the beginning. Since I first saw you, Josh.”

“Really?” Josh peeps.

“Josh, I waited 22 years for you.” Josh inhales quickly, and bites his quivering bottom lip. “Honey…it doesn’t take a 14 year old girl to know that you’re my soul mate.”

“Oh, baby, I know.” The kissing is languid and warm and deep. Justin clings to Josh as they make out and move together. They’re both hard again, but don’t seem to be in a rush to climax like before. This time they can hold back, take their time to explore each other. This time isn’t as desperate, but it’s just as powerful. This time they aren’t afraid to tell each other where to kiss, how to lick, what not to tickle, what to suck until it’s red. And this time they both whisper “I love you” whenever they like, which ends up being a lot.

“Mmm, I’m so hot for you.” Josh sits up so he can more closely inspect the cock he’s been fondling for several minutes now. “Such a sweet cock. I love it. I loved it inside me.” Justin shivers and hopes it doesn’t embarrass him by drooling too much in Josh’s hand. “You’re an amazing lover, J.”

“Aw, C.”

“You are. You move like…uh, you move me, baby.” Josh leans down and kisses Justin’s thighs as he slowly rubs his thumbs over the head. “You make me want you so much.” Justin plays with Josh’s hair and silently wills Josh’s mouth a few inches to the left. “Do you want me to put it in my mouth, Justin?”

“Ohhmph.” Justin plays off his gibberish by hissing loudly when he feels his boyfriend’s mouth on him. It’s been a whole day since he’d felt the warmth, the moistness of Josh’s mouth for longer than a few seconds. Now he realizes how much he missed it.

“Mmmm,” Josh sighs as he sucks the organ deeper into his mouth. Justin marvels at his lover, his technique, his enthusiasm. He can tell Josh really loves the way he tastes. The realization makes him feel beautiful.

“That feels so good. Your mouth is so perfect.” Justin whispers more encouraging words as he pets Josh’s hair and thrusts into his mouth. He leans back to enjoy Josh eating him, and then rocks a little, so he’s on his side. Josh repositions himself on his side, never letting Justin’s cock leave his mouth. His own cock lies trapped between his legs. “C, let me.” Justin scoops Josh’s light body closer, then buries his face between Josh’s legs.

“Oh…oooohhhh. Yes.” Josh is considerate enough to pull Justin’s cock from his mouth before his lip-biting groan. It only takes a few seconds for them to ease into a comfortable rhythm—sucking and being sucked. The 69 starts out timid, but quickly becomes more animated. Even as naturally graceful as they both are, it becomes increasingly harder to balance, fellate, and receive hot, oral pleasure at the same time. Justin can feel himself losing control, so he regretfully pulls out of Josh’s grasp. He whimpers for the loss of wet heat on his cock.

“Jus,” groans Josh, chest heaving, cock twitching. “That was hot. Don’t stop.”

“C’mere.” Justin scoots down the bed and pushes Josh on his back. “I can’t concentrate on you like that. I want you in my mouth.” Josh doesn’t object. He pulls Justin into the vee between his legs and coos as his cock slips between Justin’s lips. Justin wets the pulsating organ from tip to base, then slowly descends on it. He ignores his gag reflex as he swallows Josh to loud and enthusiastic thanks.

“Fuck. Oh, fuck, J. Suck me…suck me…yes…ooo…want you so bad.”

“Mmph.” Justin spreads Josh’s thighs to get at the scrotum. He tickles the skin with his tongue, and when that garners undulating hips and guttural moans, he takes the testicles into his mouth. To Justin’s surprise, he finds himself quite naturally drawn down to the puckered skin a few inches below. He watches it twitch as Josh pants. “Baby. Still sore?” he asks, and then touches the aperture appreciatively.

“Just a little.” Justin strokes Josh’s anus, coaxing it to relax for him. “Oh. It’s ok, baby. I’m ok. Just a little sore. I need you inside me again to make it better.”

“Love you.” Justin smiles and presses his lips into Josh’s perineum.

“Oh my God,” Josh gasps. “Love you so much.”

“Always?” Justin whispers before his kiss moves suddenly and briefly to Josh’s soft, receptive orifice.

“I promise,” Josh groans.

“Yes.” Justin rubs Josh’s inner thighs, gets them ready to cradle him again. He gives the pink bud one long wet kiss, and has to hold on tight when Josh melts into a full body tremble. “Oh, baby, you’re so sweet.” More kisses to the penis, a gentle pinky teasing the anus. “Josh, you’re so sweet to let me inside you. Thank you.”

“Baby. I need you.”

“Tell me, Josh.”

“I need you to make love to me,” Josh moans. “Please…make love to me.”

Justin finds the lubricant in the folds of the bedcovers. He doesn’t hesitate this time. His need to be inside Josh is overwhelming. He kneels in front of Josh’s spread thighs and pumps a large blob of lube into his palm. Just as he’s about to apply it, he remembers the condom. “Oh…I almost forgot.”

“Just…”

“I’ll find it.”

“Baby.”

“Yeah?”

Josh gulps and grabs Justin’s hand. Looking directly at Justin, he wraps Justin’s hand around his erection. Justin shivers as he reflexively applies the lubricant to his sex. Josh nibbles his bottom lip and lies back on the bed. They stay in that position—Justin on his knees, Josh on his back, both of them stroking themselves—for a few tender moments. Justin knows they’re both STD-free; they’ve discussed it casually from time to time, and emphatically discussed it yesterday as they were ripping off each other’s clothes. Still, it excites them both, knowing there’ll be nothing between them this time.

“You sure, sweetie?” Justin whispers.

Josh nods a little. His fingers curling a hair at his temple, he licks his lips, closes his eyes and whispers, “Love me.” Justin is there, pressing the tip of his cock to Josh before he even stops nodding. “Ohhh.”

“Is it ok, Josh?”

“Go slow. I want to feel every inch of you come inside me.” Justin shivers at Josh’s words, but perseveres. He pulls Josh’s hips back and presses his hips forward, and they meet in the middle. Justin quickly pumps out another glob of lube. He doesn’t want to hurt Josh, and he knows they’ll both last longer this time. A quick dab all over the union of cock and ass, and immediately Justin sinks further inside. He gasps when the head of his cock passes the tight outer ring of flesh.

“Ahh…yes,” Josh groans as his arms come up to grab any part of Justin he can reach.

“You ok, baby?”

“Mmm…love me, Justin.” Josh bends his left leg and pulls his knee up to his chest. Justin watches, fascinated as Josh bends easily, trapping Justin with his right leg hooked around the back.

“This feels so good, C.” Justin wants to slide in as slowly as possible, but Josh’s heat calls to him, urges him to fill Josh up. A few more graceful thrusts and Justin’s cock is buried almost completely inside Josh’s body.

“Baby.” Josh smiles through a long inhaled hiss. His legs fall open obscenely. He sighs happily as he licks his fingertips. “Mmm mmm mmmmm,” escapes Josh’s mouth, synchronized with Justin’s thrusts. It’s soft but guttural, and Justin can hear Josh’s tongue smack wetly against his fingers as he purrs into the pillow next to him. It’s the sexiest thing Justin thinks he’s ever heard.

“Look at you,” Justin groans once he’s found a perfect, slow tempo for his hips. Josh curls his body, fucking himself just a little bit on Justin’s cock before he stops moving all together. That’s when he grins and reaches for Justin’s nipples. Justin smiles gratefully and watches wet fingers massage his nipples until they’re engorged with blood. Justin coos and spreads his thighs a little so he can pull Josh closer to him, resting Josh’s ass on his thighs, opening Josh completely. “You feel so good inside, baby.”

“You feel good, too.” Josh twists and pinches Justin’s nipples until the body attached shivers. “Ohh, you’re fucking me so good.” Justin smiles proudly and swivels a little, giving Josh his cock in a slightly different way, from a slightly different angle. “Yeaaah, sweetie. That’s it. You’re doing so good, baby.”

“Love when you call me baby,” Justin admits as his hands close around Josh’s penis. He slows his thrusts to give the flesh new attention. “Mmm…love it when you call me sweetie.”

“’Cause you’re sweet.” Josh lets Justin play with him for a while, taking the opportunity to rest his legs on Justin’s chest. Justin holds the slightly fatigued legs against him, massaging the muscles even as he spreads them wider, wanting to get as deep as he can. They make love leisurely for a while, but then Josh starts to wince when Justin starts to speed up his thrusts.

“Need some more?” Justin whispers.

“Mmm hmm.” Josh smiles bashfully when Justin stops to quickly scan the bed for the bottle. “Don’t stop…don’t stop. I’m so high right now,” he coos breathily. Justin gazes at Josh’s face, his wet lips, the nipples that neither of them can ignore for too long, the flat stomach flexing with each melodious groan, the cock pressing into Justin’s belly. His breath catches suddenly. Josh notices the change, and shares the moment with Justin for a few seconds. Any longer, and the two best friends would start giggling. Instead Josh pulls Justin to him. It’s been way too long since they’ve shared each other’s mouths. They kiss hard, so hard that Josh whimpers and scratches at Justin’s back. It must be good, though, Justin thinks in his bliss. He tries three times to pull away, and Josh never lets him.

The fourth try, Josh licks Justin’s saliva from his own lips and brusquely pushes Justin off him. “Don’t slip out,” is all Josh utters before bracing himself around Justin and rolling them over.

“Shit. Sorry.” Justin would be embarrassed, but Josh smiles at him reassuringly.

“It’s ok, J. We’ll practice that move. OK?” Justin nods and scrambles for the lube. Josh hovering over him, thighs pressed against his ribs, cock bouncing enticingly only a foot from Justin’s mouth, threatens to distract him from the task at hand, but the cool lotion feels normal by now. Justin’s fingers can find Josh’s heat almost by memory. “Ohh, your fingers…ugh…deeper.” Justin’s mouth falls open as he stares unabashedly at Josh purring and grinding his ass down on Justin’s slick fingers.

“Amazing.”

“Yeah? You like me?” teases Josh.

“I really do, baby.”

“Fuck me, then.”

“Fuck.” Justin holds his cock still with a shaking hand. He’s afraid, and has good reason to be. Josh sighs loudly as he presses his ass back, opening himself around Justin, forcing Justin’s cock inside him again, tight, tight, tight at the beginning, hot and safe further inside. Josh squeals, “I love you” over and over, and it’s all Justin can do to keep from coming right at the mere sight and sound of him.

“Kiss me.”

“God, you’re so deep in me.”

Justin shivers and wraps his hands around Josh’s waist. “Please, you’re driving me crazy. Kiss me.”

“Mmm, you feel so good. Ohh, feel that? Feel me squeezing you?”

“Josh, don’t talk like that,” Justin gasps. “You’re gonna make me—”

“I’ve dreamt about you taking me like this,” Josh whispers. He smiles wickedly and rides Justin slower, controlling the depth and intensity of their lovemaking. Justin grits his teeth.

“Kiss me. I mean it.”

“You playing rough with—” Justin pulls Josh to him, kisses him hungrily, tries to get Josh to stop moving for a second. Josh smiles wider, pulls Justin up into a sitting position, and fucks him even harder. “Justin…ohh…you…oh, Justin,” Josh squeaks.

“You alright?” From the way Josh is panting and mewing, Justin thinks momentarily that perhaps he broke something inside Josh. But then Josh kisses his earlobe. “Josh?”

“That’s it, J.” Josh braces himself on Justin’s thigh and presses himself down, twisting a little, and then cries out sheepishly. “Ooohh…baby…that’s it. Right there.”

“What’s right…oh. God.” Justin smiles against Josh’s throat. One hand supporting Josh’s back, Justin reaches between their bellies to ensnare Josh’s long ignored erection. “Right…here?” he whispers, and slams upwards at the same angle. Josh laughs out loud suddenly, then presses down again and lets out a long, curling growl.

“Yes, that’s it, sweetie, oh.” Josh closes his eyes and writhes carefully, so Justin will continue to fuck him just the way he wants it.

“Does it feel good?” Justin coos.

“Oh, yeah. Feels so good.” Josh opens his eyes and holds Justin’s face tenderly. “You found my spot, baby. You…oh, sweet J…oh, you found me.” They kiss and rock each other, Josh’s purrs increasing with each deep thrust. Justin holds his lover tight to him, concentrating on the feeling, the pressure, the heat surrounding his sex. He’s determined to excel at this, and by Josh’s groans and his flailing hips, Justin can tell he’s doing it right.

“What does it, I mean, what are you feeling right now?” Justin implores. They lock eyes, and Josh wraps his hand around Justin’s, which is wrapped around his own cock.

“I feel so…full. Full…complete.” Josh grins and kisses behind Justin’s ear. “I know it sounds corny, but…yeah.” Their eyes meet again, and Josh hums, “I feel so close to you right now.” Justin says “me, too” with his eyes, with his lips, with his hips, with his penis. Josh is sighing faster, writhing faster, leaking more all over him. Justin would get off just listening to and watching Josh like this, but he wants to feel it, too. Josh kisses him, moans into his open mouth, and whispers, “You’re gonna make me—”

“Wait for me?” Justin huffs.

“I…can’t…oh…baby, I wanna come for you.” Justin can’t deny his best friend anything. So he lies back, holds Josh’s hips and fucks him—hard—until Josh comes with a laughing squeal, his hand moving quickly on his cock, his head thrown back, his penis spurting what’s left in him after this second body-shaking orgasm all over Justin’s stomach. Justin smiles at the sight, at the eruption on his belly, at Josh’s quivering stomach, at his flexing arms, at his wide-open mouth screaming for him. He’s happy for Josh and a little proud of himself too. He keeps moving, keeps making love to Josh because Josh tells him to, and because he can’t stop if he wanted to.

“Ooooohhhh, J.” A part of Justin wants to stop just for a second and watch his lover descend from his high, but his cock would surely object to the interruption. He runs his hands over Josh’s sweaty body, through the sparse chest hair, down the quivering thighs, back to the softening penis. He never wants to forget this moment.

“C?”

“Shh.” Josh opens his eyes and licks his lips at the stickiness he’s left on Justin’s belly. He swipes a finger through it and rubs it over Justin’s lips.

“Mmm. You taste so good.”

“Thank you.” Josh leans forward and kisses Justin playfully, mumbling through the kiss, “Fuck me. Don’t stop until you’re finished.”

“Yes.” Justin rolls them over effortlessly. Josh’s legs surround him, cradle him, support him. “Yes.”

“Don’t fucking stop.”

“Oh, I won’t, baby.” Justin slams into Josh with long strokes, leaning up on his arms, and then with short, fast strokes, pressed down on top of him. As Josh gazes up at him, squeezes his ass, demands to be fucked senseless, Justin starts to feel the warmth rising.

“I can feel you,” Josh whispers into Justin’s ear. “I feel you in every part of me.”

“Josh, oh God. Please, sweetheart.”

“I know you, Justin.”

“Yes, yes, yes, oooohhh.” All the heat, all the desire and animal lust Justin feels starts to pool in his loins, like every blood cell is gathering there, ready to explode through every vein any second. The immediacy is strong, it curls Justin’s toes, turns his nipples to stone, brings Justin’s hands around Josh in a desperate, protective embrace. It’s more than just seven months of wanting and waiting. This feeling, this wholly unexpected and precious doom, signals the end of Justin’s life as a single, so-called heterosexual, in denial, scared, lonely man. Hallelujah.

“Yes, baby. Come for me.” Josh moves with Justin, meows with him, scratches at his back, fucks him back like he’s still on the road to climax, too. “Come inside me.”

“Say you love me,” Justin groans, just as his body starts to coil. “Tell me now.”

“Jus…oh…Justin.”

“C’mon,” Justin groans. “Please,” he gasps. “I’ll be your best friend.”

“Justin!” Josh growls, embracing his lover with his arms, his legs, his ass, his blissful eyes. He waits for Justin to thrust into him, fill him and satisfy him one more time before he sings out, “I love you, baby. I love you more than anything in the world.”

“Josh oooooohmigoooooood.” He’d wanted to stare down into his baby’s eyes when he came, but it’s too much. Justin’s eyes shut on their own when he climaxes, when his voice goes to nearly painful heights, when his body shudders violently but still can’t shake loose the sweat-slick body attached. It’s almost like he feels Josh anew when he comes, when his semen coats Josh’s insides like a hot milky bath of much needed nourishment. Justin slows down, but doesn’t stop moving. He sighs giddily as he slides back and forth through Josh’s welcoming heat, shivering at the now slippery tightness surrounding his sex. He catches his breath, exhausted of energy and essence. He’s never felt more full.

A long moment after he can move again, he peeks down at Josh’s sweet face. They watch each other without speaking, still joined between their legs. Justin is tempted to wish to stay this way forever. Then Josh arches his back, bites his lip, and slowly, deeply purrs “Juuuuuusssstiiiiin.” Justin suddenly can’t wait for the moment when Josh takes him and finds his spot.

“You look so beautiful right now,” Josh whispers. Justin sniffs, afraid to say anything, and gathers Josh in his arms. They kiss softly, then rub noses, and then kiss again. Justin thinks maybe his lips will go numb from all the kissing tonight.

“Are you alright?” Justin asks as he licks sweat from Josh’s shoulder. “Did I, um, do it to hard?”

“I like it hard.” Josh kisses all over Justin’s face and neck. “And I like it soft.” A gentle kiss to the chin. “It felt so good to have you inside me, J.”

“I loved it. I love you so much.” They kiss with tongues, harder when Justin’s cock finally slips free. They share a second of disappointment and dig in again, tongues in mouths, hands in hair, hips and flaccid cocks rubbing just a little. Any more would hurt. Then Josh rolls on top and the kiss deepens, the gentle friction increases. Justin isn’t sure if this is afterplay or foreplay.

“Oh my god, C.”

“Mmmm. Your mouth. You taste like sex.”

“Joshua, sweetie, you can’t want to—”

“You smell like sex.”

“There’s nothing left. You consumed every drop of me, baby.”

“Can’t get enough of you,” Josh groans. “I love you. I crave you.”

Justin laughs. Part of him knows he’s incapable of entertaining another go so soon. Part of him wants to spread for Josh right now. “Baby, you trying to kill me?”

“Can’t help it,” Josh sighs into Justin’s mouth. “You’re so damn fine. You fucked me soooooo good.”

“Baby.” Justin is exhausted, sated, and can’t believe he’s gotten to make love to this beautiful creature twice already, and that he’ll get to do it again…and again. “Sweetie…ummm…mmm. You’re gonna have to give me a minute. Or an hour.”

“Maybe I’ll give you a minute.” Josh sucks Justin’s tongue into his mouth as his fingers wiggle between their bodies to play with Justin’s nipple. “Maybe I’ll even let you take a break. Maybe I’ll let you get something to eat.” Josh smiles wickedly and states against Justin’s lips, “Maybe I’ll let you eat something besides me.”

“Ohhh.”

“Maybe I’ll let you rest for a while, Justin. Then you’re mine again.” Josh kisses Justin softly. He smiles into the kiss, and for a second it’s almost like a brotherly, friendly, before-they-knew-for-sure kiss. Then Josh growls and gets a deeper, harmonizing one from Justin with his tongue, his teeth, his body. It sounds good. It sounds perfect. “Mmm. Justin. I’m gonna fuck you again so soon, baby. Like a best friend should.”

Justin hugs Josh to him and smiles until his cheeks hurt. He can’t believe his luck.

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