2017 Top Ten Gay Romance

by J. M. Snyder

  “Hi, little lady. How may I help you?”

  “I need to buy some toys, please.”

  “Alright. You’ve come to the right place, but where are your mommy and daddy?”

  “I don’t have a mommy, but Daddy is somewhere—”

  “Megan!”

  Adam’s head swiveled in the direction of the voice. A well-dressed man was running frantically toward them from one of the aisles.

  “Hi, Daddy.”

  “Megan, don’t do that ever again! I thought I had lost you.”

  Adam shifted rather uncomfortably when the man ignored his presence and pulled the girl into a tight embrace, but he was also touched at the scene in front of him.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy. I was just walking around to look at all of the toys. Then—”

  “It’s okay, sweetheart. I…Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Michael Lambert. My daughter’s name is Megan, which I’m sure you know, seeing that I’ve just shouted her name loud enough for the entire store to overhear. Thanks for finding her.”

  Adam smiled and shook his head at the man’s obvious embarrassment. “I’m Adam. Actually, she found me because she wanted to buy some toys. I own this store. Don’t worry about your loud voice, though. This store is filled with screaming children and adults almost all the time.”

  “Uh, okay. Cool. Megan, sweetheart, do you know what toys you want?”

  “I…I don’t know, Daddy.”

  “Why don’t you tell me what you like, Megan?” Adam piped up.

  “I…I don’t know, Mr. Adam. Daddy said I could have some new toys to play with my friends when they come over.”

  “And what do your friends like?”

  “I’m not sure. They are twins, Mr. Adam.”

  “Boys or girls?”

  “One boy and one girl, Mr. Adam. Their names are Nathan and Holly. I really like them. I don’t have any brothers or sisters to play with.”

  “Nathan and Holly? Wait a minute. You’re Megan Lambert. Your teacher’s name is Lance Johnson?”

  “Yes, he is. Do you know him, Mr. Adam?”

  “Lance is my boyfriend, Megan. Nathan and Holly are our kids.”

  “So you’re Mr. Johnson’s boyfriend?” the man queried.

  Adam had been so enraptured by the adorable girl that he had momentarily forgotten her father. “Yes, I am.”

  “This is such a coincidence. Megan and I are going to ask Mr. Johnson if Nathan and Holly could come to our house for a play date next weekend.”

  “I think that will be fine, Mr. Lambert, but let me double-check with Lance first.”

  “Great. Just call me Mike or Michael, please. Let me have your phone number then.”

  “Cool, I’ll give you Lance’s number as well.”

  “Okay.”

  The men exchanged phone numbers before heading toward the aisles one at a time so Megan could choose the toys she wanted. She ended up selecting plenty of toys, and she left the store holding her father’s hand, a huge smile on her face.

  Adam bade the father and daughter duo farewell before proceeding to his office. He really needed to get started on the new shipments, otherwise he would be doing a minimum of two hours overtime. He didn’t think that would go down well with Lance or the twins. After all, he had already returned home late twice this week.

  * * * *

  Michael was watching an animated show on television with Megan when his smart phone started beeping, signaling an incoming text message. He picked it up absentmindedly and read the message. It was Lance, asking if Nathan and Holly could come by tomorrow morning at ten. He replied in the affirmative and was surprised when there was an immediate response.

  “Sweetheart, Nathan and Holly will be coming tomorrow morning. Is that okay with you?”

  “Yes, Daddy! Of course. We’re going to have so much fun. I think I…”

  He tuned out his daughter, nodding once in a while to keep up the appearance of listening to her long rambling. He figured it would be nothing important. Besides, he was thinking about Lance and Adam—fantasizing about them, to be more accurate. He realized he was more than simply sexually attracted to both men. He could honestly see himself dating either of them. Or maybe both. He had thought Lance was very muscular, but Adam was even bigger, and he estimated that he and Adam had a similar body type and size.

  He had been so lost in thoughts, it took him a while to feel Megan’s palm on his arm. He glanced at her and grinned apologetically. “What is it, sweetheart?”

  “Daddy, why don’t I have a brother or a sister?”

  He gaped. He knew Megan would ask him about that sooner or later, but he had not expected her to question him now. He remained silent for a minute or so, trying to think of a good way to explain it. “Megan, sweetheart, sometimes there are people who are not ready to be parents and they feel it is best to give their children away to people who will love and care for them.”

  “Is that how you got me, Daddy?”

  “Yes, sweetheart.”

  “Why can’t you just go and look for more people to give their children to you?”

  He was torn between amusement and exasperation. “It doesn’t work like that, Meg.”

  “Okay.”

  He waited patiently for her to process her thoughts.

  “Daddy? Can Nathan and Holly stay with us forever and ever?”

  “Meg, they can’t. Lance and Adam are their parents, just like I’m your dad. They have their own house or apartment. Nathan and Holly belong with them. You don’t want to live elsewhere without me, right?”

  She shook her head before replying guilelessly, “Maybe Mr. Lance and Mr. Adam can live with us, too. We have two more bedrooms. I can also share my room with Holly.”

  “Sweetheart, it’s difficult for you to understand this, but that can’t happen.”

  “Why not?”

  “Lance and Adam are boyfriends, and—”

  “Can you be their boyfriend, too? Then Nathan and Holly can be my brother and sister, and we can all live together.”

  “I…Megan, that’s not how relationships work.”

  “Just try, Daddy. Please? Don’t you like Mr. Lance and Mr. Adam?”

  “I do like them, sweetheart, but…”

  “Then try!”

  “I…” He trailed off helplessly. “Let me talk to them first, but no promises. Alright?”

  “Okay, Daddy.”

  They continued watching the movie, but Michael sighed softly and thought about Lance and Adam. He would talk to them tomorrow before his daughter could embarrass him by inappropriately asking about their relationship. He only wished that it was as easy as Megan thought it could be. He leaned back against the couch and heaved another defeated sigh. At least the animated movie did not require his full concentration.

  * * * *

  After dinner was over and everything had been cleared up, Lance moved even closer to his boyfriend on the couch. They were currently squeezed in between Nathan and Holly. He loved these after-dinner cuddling sessions with his boyfriend and their twins. The children had been yawning on and off, though. He checked the time and was surprised to note it was five minutes past their normal bedtime.

  “Nathan, Holly.”

  “Yes, Dad.”

  He chuckled a little when the twins had responded almost at the same time, using the same words and tone of voice. He found that totally adorable, but he might be biased. After all, he was their dad. “Time to go to bed. Clean up now.”

  “Okay, Dad.” Again, the twins had answered him in the same manner.

  “Papa and I will be with you in ten minutes for your bedtime story.”

  After the children had gone into the bathroom, he snuggled closer to Adam. They used to make love everywhere in the apartment, but they obviously could not do that anymore. Nonetheless, they had a very active sex life.

  “Lance?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You never told me that Michael Lambert is so attractive.”

 
“What?”

  “The man is hot.”

  “Your point?”

  “He kind of looks like me, except for our hair and eye colors.”

  “I don’t really see the similarity. I mean, yeah, you’re both very, very muscular and you’re about the same height, but I love your face.”

  “Oh, I see. That’s how it is. You love me only for my gorgeous face.”

  “I’ve never claimed that you’re gorgeous,” Lance teased.

  “Oh? Then, tell me, babe, what do you love about me?”

  “I love,” he whispered seductively into his lover’s ear, “your huge cock. It’s really long and thick, and it curves just at the right angle to hit that sweet spot inside my ass.”

  He snickered when Adam rumbled deeply and he moved his fingers down the other man’s body. He grasped Adam’s erection through the layers of clothes, rubbing and caressing it.

  “La-Lance, th-the kids…”

  “Well, you’re right!” he exclaimed cheekily before winking at his boyfriend and pulling away. “Let’s continue this later.”

  “You tease.”

  Lance guffawed. He stood and started walking with Adam following right behind, but stopped abruptly and shook his ass at his lover. They both cracked up as they headed toward the twins’ bedroom. It was storytelling time.

  * * * *

  “Come on, babe. Don’t hold back. Come inside my mouth,” Adam commanded in a husky tone.

  They had put the kids to sleep about fifteen minutes ago. Afterward, he had hungrily kissed his lover, stripping them naked as fast as he could before pushing Lance onto their bed. He had taken a couple of admiring glances at Lance’s chiseled physique and hard, jutting tool before taking that huge erection deep down his throat. Now, he wanted to suck off his boyfriend to remove the edge, because he planned to make love to Lance for as long as they could.

  “Adam, let me suck you off, too. Please.”

  He eagerly complied, and they were soon bobbing their heads up and down as they lapped and licked at the cock in front of them. His mouth moved lower to suckle his boyfriend’s balls. He groaned lustfully when Lance did the same to him. He grew even more aroused when they both proceeded to lick even lower.

  Finally, he teased his lover’s hole with his tongue, jabbing into it. Lance did the same to his hole, which pushed Adam to lick even more enthusiastically. Adam figured that neither of them could last much longer, though, since they had been licking and rutting against each other nearly the entire time, desperately trying to relieve some of the tension.

  “Babe,” he said, “I’m close. So close.”

  “Yeah, Adam. Give it to me.”

  He moaned louder when Lance returned to his leaking tool, swallowing it all down that tight, warm throat. He could tell his boyfriend was also about to lose it, so he opened his mouth and sucked the tip of Lance’s erection. He swirled his tongue around it when Lance rewarded him with a copious amount of thick, warm liquid. He inhaled deeply and buried Lance’s cock down his throat in one smooth stroke, greedily swallowing his lover’s ejaculate. That pushed Lance to increase the suction on Adam’s hard tool. Adam could only keen and gasp as he released himself inside Lance’s mouth.

  He did not know how long they remained in the same position, but they eventually pulled away and lay breathlessly side by side. After a moment, Adam turned around on the bed and embraced Lance, then closed his eyes to bask in the afterglow. They were both sweaty and sticky, but he didn’t care. He simply wanted a breather before he proceeded to the next round. His cock twitched valiantly as he thought of being buried inside Lance’s tight hole. That would be one of the most amazing feelings in the world.

  Chapter 3

  Michael blinked a few times as his eyesight gradually adjusted to the scant morning light filtering through the thick curtain. He groaned as he gripped his morning erection, moving his hand up and down as he alternated between fast, hard strokes and slow, gentle ones.

  He wondered what it would feel like to have Lance’s sexy lips wrapped around his cock as he pushed in hard and spilled himself deep inside that delectable mouth. He wouldn’t mind Adam sucking him off either. Maybe he could take Lance and Adam’s cocks in his mouth one at a time and swallow their seed.

  He also fantasized about the three of them fucking one another repeatedly. He moaned aloud as his orgasm approached. He used one hand to grab his balls tighter and harder as he pumped his leaking tool even faster. His eyes scrunched shut as his ejaculate burst out in multiple spurts, covering his torso in streaks of warm, white liquid. He grit his teeth to prevent himself from shouting as the intense climax threatened to overwhelm all of his senses. He breathed harshly as he came down from the high, then gulped and gasped at the pleasurable afterglow.

  He wished he could lie in bed and do nothing, but he knew Megan would be waking up soon. Moreover, they both needed to get ready for the play date at ten o’clock. He looked at his chest and stomach, and groaned. He had to shower and eat breakfast with his daughter. It was time to get up and leave the comfort of his warm, welcoming bed.

  * * * *

  Lance stared uncertainly at the house in front of him. Maybe he had driven to the wrong address. He knew Michael Lambert was a self-made billionaire, and he had assumed the Lamberts would be living in a palace or someplace even more grandiose. Yet this house, though still somewhat sizable, was rather anticlimactic to say the least. He herded the twins toward the front door, still trying to make sure they had reached the right destination.

  He knocked a couple of times, preparing himself to apologize just in case they were at the wrong address. His fear was unfounded, though, when Michael answered the door and Megan smiled broadly when she came to stand next to her father.

  Lance was about to greet them when the children squealed and joyfully jumped up and down, hugging one another as if they had been separated for the last century. He skillfully ignored the loud noises and greeted Michael with a nod and a handshake.

  “Come in, Mr. Johnson.”

  “Call me Lance, please.”

  “Okay, Lance. Call me Mike, then. Thanks for coming at such a short notice.”

  “No problem. Thanks for having us. Sorry that Adam can’t make it. He’s busy at the store. Your house is…umm, nice.”

  The other man laughed. “Too small for a billionaire, huh?”

  Lance flushed in embarrassment.

  “It’s alright, Lance. I hadn’t counted on adopting Megan a few years ago. I thought I would be a childless bachelor for the rest of my life.”

  “Sorry, Mike.”

  “Don’t be.”

  They made their way into the living room, then Mike gave Megan permission to drag the twins into the adjoining room. Apparently, that was where she kept her toys.

  Lance sat on the couch a little apart from Mike after the other man gestured to it. Objectively, he noticed Mike’s attractiveness, but he’d been with Adam for years, and he loved and respected his boyfriend far too much to lose even an ounce of self-control. Besides, it was not as if Mike felt the same way about him.

  “No butler, housekeeper, or personal chef?”

  He was completely mesmerized when Mike broke into laughter once again. “I have a housekeeper, Cynthia, and a personal chef, Andrew. They’re siblings, but they don’t live with Megan and me. They come by only on weekdays from six in the morning until six in the evening. But if I can’t make it home on time, they stay with Megan until I get here.”

  “Adam and I are more fortunate in that regard because there are two of us. However, we’ve been saving up because we intend to buy a large enough building where Adam can open his toy store on the first floor and we can all live on the second floor. We’ve not worked out the details yet.”

  “Okay.”

  The silence that followed seemed awkward. Lance alternated between staring at his fingers and gazing at his host. He felt flustered when Mike caught his eyes lingering too long on what he could see of the man’s
hairy chest and arms, thanks to the unfastened top buttons of his short-sleeved shirt. He couldn’t help it, though. He was faithful, not blind. He might admire Mike’s muscular torso, broad shoulders, and thick biceps, but he would not cross the line.

  “So, Mike…”

  “Yeah?”

  “May I have a tour of the house?”

  “Oh, of course.”

  Lance hummed and hawed as he looked at the various rooms. There was a master bedroom with an en-suite bathroom that obviously belonged to Mike. Megan’s bedroom was next to it. Both rooms, along with two bathrooms and two extra bedrooms, were on the second floor. The kitchen, living room, and the playroom were all on the first floor.

  “What do you usually do on the weekends, Mike?” Lance inquired when they had seated down once again in the living room.

  “I’m a workaholic, but I need to change that. I think I’ve been burying myself in my work to get away from my loneliness. I’ve hurt Megan’s feelings unconsciously. I need to be a better father.”

  “Hey, don’t beat yourself up over it, Mike. We all learn how to be a better parent as we live through it day by day.”

  “Uh, thanks. Sorry for dumping all this on you. You’re not here to listen to my rambling.”

  “It’s fine, Mike. Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry, too, for snapping at you last Friday afternoon.”

  “Oh, that’s okay.”

  “No, it’s not.”

  “Lance, you were right. In some ways, I’ve been neglecting my daughter’s well-being.”

  “Okay, then.”

  “Yeah.”

  “Cool.”

  The silence resumed once again, but it was not as awkward anymore. They smiled hesitantly at each other. At least, they had come to a mutual understanding.

  “By the way, Lance, Megan…she…”

  “Yeah?”

  “Oh, this is so stupid.”

  “What is it, Mike?”

  “Megan asked me about why she did not have a sibling.”

  “What did you say to her?”

  “I tried to explain, but she ended up asking if Nathan and Holly could live here with us.”

  Lance snickered. “And?” he prodded curiously.

  “She wanted to know if we could all live here together.”