by J. M. Colail
“I want to hear you, Luke, I didn’t hold back,” Jack urged him on as he lifted his hand to touch Lucas’s.
“Don’t,” Lucas replied, pushing away Jack’s hand. “Just… watch… just… see… what you do… to me.”
His fisting movements became more uncoordinated as his breath grew ragged. “God… Jack….”
Lucas’s face contorted, and he let out a low, throaty moan as he came, splattering all over his own hand and Jack’s stomach.
The American reached up, cupping Lucas’s head as he slumped down onto his lover’s body. They remained wrapped around each other for some time, as Lucas caught his breath.
“We better shower if we want to look presentable at Stacey’s wedding, honey,” Jack eventually said.
“Mmmh,” Lucas nodded, rubbing his face against Jack’s neck.
“YOU LOOK nice in that suit, Mr. Christensen,” Lucas mentioned as he was helping Jack tie his cravat.
“Well, tails look good on you too, Mr. Carlton,” Jack replied, prompting Lucas to step back and fall into an old fashioned curtsey. “It’s surprising everything fits so well, since you didn’t try it on yesterday.”
“Well, it’s a little on the snug side. Stacey’s soon to be brother-in-law must be a real shrimp.”
“Now, now,” Jack mocked. “For beauty, one must suffer.”
Jack moved behind Lucas to look at their reflection in the long hallway mirror. They looked very elegant, in matching grey coat tails with striped cravats. Stacey could be proud of her groomsmen.
“Marry me,” Lucas asked, smiling at Jack in the mirror.
Jack put his hands on Lucas’s hips and kissed his neck. “You know my answer to that, Luke.”
“I want to hear it again… the short version,” Lucas teased.
Jack looked up, seriously. “Yes, Lucas, I’ll marry you. One day, I’ll marry you.”
STACEY’S WEDDING was a fun, informal occasion, with all the bridesmaids and groomsmen, family and friends strolling from one location to the next, since the town hall, cathedral, reception and banquet hall were all within walking distance of each other. The happy couple and most guests were decidedly tipsy by the end of the reception and rowdily drunk by the end of the sit-down dinner. This was partly because of the relaxed atmosphere, but the fact that almost all of the guests in the Antwerp Hilton dining room also had rooms in the hotel, was a factor as well.
Jack and Lucas woke up the next morning thoroughly hung over and not quite sure how they had managed to make it back to their room. They were grateful, however, that they had arranged to spend a few more days in Belgium before heading home again.
After their last night in the hotel room, as Lucas was brushing his teeth in front of the large mirror, Jack snaked an arm around his stomach like a thief in the night. Lucas had a hard time keeping a straight face at Jack’s prowling look as the older man pretended to bite his lover’s neck. They were both naked and Lucas turned serious when he felt Jack’s erection rubbing against his backside.
Jack pulled Lucas’s face around so he could kiss him, while his other hand strayed down over the young man’s belly toward his already reactive groin. “You look good enough to eat,” Jack growled against Lucas’s lips. “I want to fuck you here, in front of the mirror.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Lucas responded, breathing more heavily. For a moment, he remembered Jack not wanting to do this with him on another occasion because it brought back memories of Maria, but that thought was quickly dismissed by Jack’s strong hand on his cock, quickly stroking him to a full erection. He molded his body to Jack’s, eager for as much contact as he could get, and wantonly rubbing his ass against his lover’s arousal. There was an urgency to their movements, fueled by their hunger for each other and by the intoxicating picture reflected in the mirror.
Lucas leaned forward, holding on to the washbasin with one hand, the other clawing toward the complimentary bath oils and moisturizers in search of something that could be used as lubricant. He opened one of them and dropped it, the white, creamy fluid leaking out over the side of the basin. He was quick enough to catch the drops in his hand and he reached back to coat Jack’s straining member.
Jack hissed at the cold fluid and then moaned as Lucas kept stroking him. Lucas couldn’t help but gaze at the way their bodies moved together and he pulled Jack along so they were standing in between both basins, giving them a nearly unobstructed view.
“Do it now,” Lucas whispered, his head turned toward his lover. “Fuck me now.”
“Need to prep you first,” Jack replied hoarsely, letting his movements be guided by the vision in the mirror.
“Forget prep,” Lucas almost begged, “we’ve made love… three-four times a day since we arrived. I can take it.” He knew he could and trusted Jack not to hurt him. Jack poured some more cream out of the fallen bottle, coating his erection again and rubbed his cock over the sensitive muscle inside Lucas’s cleft. Lucas pushed back, wanting, needing to be penetrated, spreading his legs farther apart, giving Jack better access. Jack looked down and as the pressure against Lucas’s guardian muscle increased, Lucas braced himself against the counter.
Jack pushed forward, one hand guiding his thick, dark cock and the other pulling his young lover closer. Lucas didn’t feel the telltale pop and was a little disappointed when Jack moved to sit down on the covered toilet seat, pulling Lucas along with him.
“Ride me,” Jack implored, “and watch yourself doing it. God, you look amazing!”
“We look amazing,” Lucas corrected as he spread his legs, leaning on Jack’s knees for leverage. With one hand, he guided his lover’s cock to his entrance and sank down on it with a sigh, all the while looking into the mirror. Seeing the long, hard cock disappear into his body was almost too much and it was only the fierce burn that prevented him from coming. He was still hard though, so much so that the head of his cock nuzzled his belly and, as he rolled his hips, pearly streaks glistened in the light. The burn started to subside and he leaned back against Jack’s chest while reaching between his legs to cup his balls. Before he could react, Jack grabbed his thighs and lifted them, exposing their union. Lucas could feel how his muscle stretched around Jack’s thick cock and he rubbed it experimentally. The sensation shot sparks through his groin and judging from Jack’s reaction, it felt good to his lover, too. Lucas was close and wouldn’t need much to come, but he wanted more. “Let’s move,” he suggested. “I want you to fuck me hard.” He reached behind to touch Jack and together they got up, careful not to break contact. Lucas braced himself, knowing the power his lover could bring forth.
Jack started moving, and Lucas moaned at the feeling of the large cock sliding in and out of his body. As he looked forward, he could see his own cock bouncing a little, creating a feeling that was familiar but that he had never really seen until now. He looked into Jack’s eyes, now dark blue, staring at the perfect synergy with which they moved. It was an incredibly erotic sight, seeing how the slapping noises of their bodies colliding so intimately were translated to images in the mirror.
“Fuck you feel good,” Jack exhaled more than said as his movements became more powerful and more accurate with each thrust. “So tight… so hot.”
“Yeah,” Lucas almost whimpered. “I’m close,” he added as he tilted his hips slightly. “Oh fuck yeah… right there….” He couldn’t touch himself, afraid that if he let go of the basins, they would crash into the mirror, but he could see his cock leaking with every thrust. “Oh yeah… don’t stop now…. Make me come, Jack… make me come… and come with me!”
Jack was hitting all the right spots, but the power of his thrusts and their accuracy was waning, alerting Lucas that his lover was close, too. He started pushing back, meeting Jack half way. Then Jack moved closer to him, whispering “aim for the mirror” and before Lucas could laugh, he felt his groin tingle and thick milky strands shot from his cock, splattering all over the pristine shiny surface in front of them. Jack thrust twice more,
hard and accurate in the direction of Lucas’s prostate, prolonging his orgasm and Lucas felt the heat spread throughout his body.
They stood clinging to each other and breathing hard as they stared into the mirror.
“Fuck, that was intense,” Jack panted against Lucas’s neck.
“Think we should get one of these for the apartment?” Lucas suggested, gesturing at the mirror.
“No way!” Jack chuckled. “I’d have to gag you to fuck you in front of it. There’s no way we can do it quietly.”
Lucas placed his hands over Jack’s, watching his eyes in the mirror. “Guess we’ll need to come back here at least once a year then.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
“GERTJE! OH my God, it’s so good to see you!” Jack held out his arms and hugged his former secretary tight. “Have you seen Lucas?”
Gertje was beaming and Jack realized she hadn’t aged at all; she still looked like the vibrant, always busy and very motherly woman who had made his working life in Belgium a blessing.
“Oh yes! Well, he’s doing what he does best. He’s greeting all your guests, making them feel welcome. I’m so glad I was invited to spend New Year’s Eve with your family, Jack.”
“You look happy, Gertje.”
“I am.” She was blushing. “I miss my Eddy of course, but at least I get to travel around a bit now. Spend more time with my sister here in the States.”
Jack nodded. “I heard about Eddy from Stacey. Why didn’t you call me?”
Gertje smiled at him and tilted her head. “You were half way across the world, Jack. It was a private funeral. Anyway, we’re here for you tonight.”
Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. “You know I hate being the center of attention nowadays.”
Gertje gave him an understanding smile. “I don’t think you’ll have to worry about who will be the center of attention. Not with Lucas and AnnElise around.”
“I’m glad you’re here tonight. It feels like the family is complete,” Jack added.
She blushed. “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”
Jack knew this woman was a true friend, even though they didn’t speak that often and he felt he should remedy that.
“You were always my big supporter, weren’t you?” he asked, seriously now.
“One hundred percent, Mr. Ambassador.” She winked at him.
“Why did you cover up for me with Maria when you knew I was sleeping around behind her back?”
“Oh, I didn’t cover up for you especially, Jack. I didn’t give her any other story than I would give other people. ‘Mr. Christensen’s in a late meeting. No, I can’t disturb him. I can, however, give him a message afterwards.’ I have to admit I knew that somehow you two were meant for each other.”
Jack thought she looked like a proud mother when she said this to him.
“And seeing both of you here tonight, I know I was right.”
There was that smug smile again.
“Yeah, I love him, Gertje, I really do.”
“Oh, a fool could see that. I know. I knew it then. The way your face lit up whenever I showed him into your office. The fact that he was spending a lot more time with you than was strictly necessary. Even the fact that he took every opportunity to play diplomatic messenger. But I liked him from the moment he walked into the office. He’s a special man, Jack. Like you, he’s good with people, likes to make them feel at ease. Doesn’t care whether it’s the President or the doorman. And you have a wonderful daughter too. Perfect mix of the two of you.”
Jack shrugged. “That’s nice of you to say, Gertje, but she’s all Lucas’s.”
“Don’t believe it for a second, Jack. She may look like him, but I definitely see your hand in her upbringing. She’s shyer than Lucas, a little more of a thinker. Smart kid, too, she knows what she’s talking about. She explained your PhD thesis to me. Not bad for an eight year old, right?”
Jack smiled at her, not quite believing what she’d just told him. “You’re joking, right?”
“No, no, she told me you always ran everything by her. She’s an ambassador in the making, I think, and she’d be damn good at it!”
“Oh please, heaven forbid,” Jack laughed as he hugged her again.
At that moment, Lucas walked in and Gertje made her excuses.
“Listen, I better leave you two and go back to the living room.” Gertje kissed Jack on the cheek, then winked at Lucas and kissed him, too, before walking out.
“It’s good to see her, Luke, that was a nice surprise,” Jack told Lucas as he put his arm around his lover.
“Well, absolutely everyone is here. Stacey looks like she’s about to pop any moment now. Sean came, too! He brought future wife number four, I think. She’s nice, I talked to her, and she’s younger than me.” Lucas rolled his eyes, making Jack chuckle.
“Oh, and Mark brought a petite red head by the name of Zanna. Don’t think we’ve met her before.”
“Well, it’s not like we see Mark every week,” Jack answered quietly, enjoying how excited Lucas was about tonight.
“Before I forget, Liz asked me if we could look after her boys next week. I told her no problem, I think she’s going to elope with Mr. Brazil.”
“Well, he’s a much nicer guy than Mr. Italy, who kept her running in circles all those years,” Jack added.
“Yeah, I told her they never leave their wives.”
“I did.”
Lucas sighed contently. He looked at Jack and then kissed him firmly on the lips. “Don’t know what my life would have been like if you hadn’t.”
“You would have found someone else. I’m sure you would have been happy.”
Lucas shook his head. “Not like this, you and I were meant for each other.”
Jack felt all warm inside. “Well, I’ve never regretted my decision.”
“Good!” Lucas quipped as he smiled widely, “because Maria’s here, too!”
Jack inhaled deeply, raising his eyebrows. “Next thing you’re going to tell me Lucy made it, too, and then Santa Claus came down the chimney.”
Lucas went silent. “You know she wouldn’t come.”
“Would you want her to?” Jack asked, pulling Lucas closer.
Lucas pursed his lips and shook his head. “Sometimes I think AnnElise would like to meet her.”
“She probably will someday, but they both need to be ready for that. No use trying to force it. Now let’s go in there before our guests wonder what we’re up to. Besides, it’s not fair to AnnElise to let her look after all those people alone.”
Lucas snorted. “As though she isn’t doing a better job than either of us.”
“CAN I please have everyone’s attention?”
AnnElise stood on a chair between her two fathers. She looked over at Liz, who gave her an encouraging nod.
She started hesitantly, clearly a little intimidated by the crowd, even though she knew most of them quite well. “Dad and Jack know I’m going to say a few words, but they don’t know exactly what I’m going to say, so please listen.”
Lucas heard Jack nervously clear his throat and admitted to himself that there was probably good reason to be nervous. Their full-of-surprises daughter was not to be trusted.
“First, some of you may already know this, but for those who don’t: Jack handed in his PhD thesis a little while ago, and he was told last week that pretty soon we will have to call him Dr. Christensen. I told him ‘fat chance.’” A few people in the crowd laughed out loud, and she continued. “Please make him blush by clapping your hands for him.”
Lucas saw Liz passing around the glasses of champagne as their guests applauded and cheered Jack loudly, making him smile uncomfortably.
“Secondly, Jack was asked by the President to become an ambassador again.”
This too was met by cheering and Jack had to raise his hand to give AnnElise a chance to continue.
“After some heated discussions around the dinner table….” She looked at both her fa
thers, placing her hands on their shoulders. Both men were laughing nervously and looking at each other. “He decided to decline, saying they should ask him again when I was in college, which was really nice, because I really like my school here.”
Aawws and ooohs sounded all around the room, but their friends still smiled.
AnnElise cleared her throat and Jack realized this was one of his nervous ticks she’d inherited. “Then lastly… and I may be sent to bed without dinner for this….”
AnnElise looked over at Liz, who winked at her.
“Before I was born, Jack asked Dad to marry him and Dad said yes, only they couldn’t then because Jack was still married.” She rolled her eyes and Maria smiled at her in acknowledgement. “Then again when I was six, at Stacey’s wedding - for those of you who don’t know her, Stacey is the tall, beautiful lady with the red lips and the long dark hair, who looks like she’s going to have her baby any minute now. Well, at her wedding, Dad asked Jack to marry him and Jack said yes, but not until they could do it in their own country. So now, finally, in the State of New York, two men can get married.”
She turned to her two dads. “Could you two please get your act together already?”
Loud cheers rose from the group of people in the living room. They heard “Hear, hear!!” and “It’s about time.”
Jack blushed as he looked at Lucas and threw him a “how about it” look.
Lucas bit his lower lip and nodded. “I guess there’s nothing stopping us now,” he whispered and leaned forward to kiss Jack. Their friends rose and as they looked around they could see raised glasses and happy faces everywhere, not one disapproving frown in the bunch. Even Maria was beaming, although she was no doubt explaining a few things to the handsome man, who had his arm around her shoulder.