“Umm,” Vince uttered.
Alec turned off the range. Then his lips were back on Vince’s mouth, as the passionate kissing resumed. His hands were caressing over his lover’s back. When he found Vince’s buttocks, he parted them, running a finger against Vince’s anal opening.
“Damn!” Alec whispered. “We’re going upstairs, honey. Not for a quick fuck, but a slow savoring of your body.”
“Take me upstairs, Alec.”
Alec picked Vince up into his arms. The staircase to the bedrooms was located in the kitchen, so he didn’t have to walk far.
“I know this has been hard on you, acknowledging your feelings for me,” Alec spoke against Vince’s ear. His lover laid his head against his shoulder. When Alec reached the top of the stairs he spoke again. “If you’d like Derek to be with us this morning, I don’t mind. I’d understand. The most important thing is you finally spoke the words I’ve waited twenty years to hear. I know Derek suggested you spend time alone with me, but do you want to be alone…with me…in bed?”
Vince nodded his head. Alec passed the room where Derek was sleeping and pushed open the guest bedroom door that was ajar with his foot.
“Then, honey, you’ll get that wish,” Alec replied.
Alec navigated his boxes sitting on the floor, to lay Vince on the bed. He immediately covered his partner’s body with his own.
“I love you, Vincent,” Alec whispered.
“No, Alec. We’ve talked enough about just loving each other. I want to experience what openly being in love with you feels like.”
“Making love to you until the sun rises sounds like a plan.”
“I also like to be fucked, and fucked hard.”
“I can do some of that, too.”
Chapter Seven
The intimate kissing seemed to go on forever, as Vince lay beneath Alec’s body. His lover’s tongue was inside his mouth, swirling with his own. Vince’s skin felt like fire, flushed and warm. His lips were swollen, not only from Alec’s passionate kisses, but because his partner was tugging gently on them. As Alec’s mouth continued to tug on his bottom lip, Vince moaned.
“Do you like that?” Alec asked.
“Fuck, yes!” Vince responded.
Vince felt Alec’s arms beneath his back, as his husband rolled them on the bed. Now, Vince was on top of Alec’s body. Then his lover brought them to a sitting position. Vince was in Derek’s lap, with his knees straddled on either side of his partner’s hips.
“I’m in love with you, Alec,” Vince murmured.
“I’ll never tire of hearing you say that.”
Alec’s lips were no longer on his own, but kissing his neck. Vince’s head went back in pleasure. His lover’s arms were around his torso, pulling their chests together. Alec’s lips left his neck and were now gliding over his shoulders. Instead of just paying attention to one side of his body, Alec’s caresses had been equally divided. When his partner’s lips reached his chest, Vince tangled his hands in his husband’s hair.
“I told you I was going to savor you,” Alec spoke.
Feeling one of his nipples inside of Alec’s mouth caused Vince to groan. Alec’s hands were everywhere. His lover’s touch was tender, warm, and meeting the hidden needs of Vince’s heart.
There had been another reason Vince was afraid to admit to Alec he was in love with him. He hadn’t even told Derek. When he had thought about sharing his heart, and being alone with Alec, the images put him in a panic. He didn’t want to find himself comparing Alec’s touch to Derek’s lovemaking. Smiling, he realized his fears had been unfounded. Derek had been right. Alec was meeting needs Vince didn’t even know he had. Derek could not be compared to Alec, and the reverse was true. His heart needed both men to be complete. No one could ever take Derek’s place, and the more Vince felt Alec’s touch, he realized his husband’s twin brother had also captured his heart forever.
“I want to be inside you, Vincent, but first there is something we need to share.”
Alec was pushing him backward. Their bodies lay against the cool sheets once more. His lover’s tongue left his right nipple to glide over his stomach and lower abdomen. Alec was positioning himself between Vince’s legs. He spread his thighs open, and pushed his legs back against his chest. Alec’s lips completely avoided his dick and sack. Instead, Vince felt the flutter of his lover’s lips across his anal entry.
This time, there was no protest, nor any refusal, as Vince caressed the back of Alec’s neck with his hand. Alec’s tongue swirled the outside of his opening. Vince arched his back off the bed when Alec’s tongue went inside him. Slowly he had felt the tip of his partner’s tongue penetrating him, pressing against the first ring of his muscles. Then there was nothing but fullness and a warm caress of breath, as Alec’s tongue must have slipped further.
Alec continued to rim him, while Vince entered a world where his only thoughts were of the warm, moist tongue buried deep inside his ass. He heard himself moan, and a hand was now stroking the length of his cock. When he realized it was his own, it was being removed by his lover. Instead, Alec’s fingertips wrapped around his swollen shaft, slick with his pre-cum.
“Alec!” Vince whined.
“Just let me love you, honey. I’ve wanted to do this to you since the first night we were together…but you pulled away.”
Vince felt Alec’s tongue sink back into him. He thought he would come right there. His lover was pressing his tongue deep within his anal cavity, then pulling it out, licking his entry. Alec repeated the caresses again. Over and over and fucking over again. Vince’s thoughts were focused on the rhythmic motions. Not only was Alec’s tongue delivering a sensation that had him on fire, but his partner’s hand was creating another flame. Both infernos were smoldering together, as Vince’s release approached. Right at the last moment, when his cock began to pulsate, Alec stopped it all.
“Not yet, honey,” Alec whispered. “I want you to suck me.”
Alec changed positions, as Vince watched his husband recline backward onto the bed. Vince was taken with him, and his head positioned in Alec’s lap.
“Suck me, honey,” Alec whispered again.
Vince sank his lips onto Alec’s dick. His mouth enveloped his partner’s cockhead, as his tongue licked pre-cum. Alec’s cock completely filled his mouth. He opened his jaw wider to accept the swollen length against his throat.
“Damn!” Alec spoke, breathless. “Will you swallow my cum? I needed to know you will do that, too.”
Vince nodded, tightening his lips around Alec’s dick. He sucked his partner until Alec’s hips began to move in an upward rhythm. Alec was making love to his mouth. Each motion of Alec’s body pressed his lover’s groin against his face. When Vince tried to stroke his own cock again, he felt his hand gently pushed away.
“Not yet. I’ll be the one who makes you come. Now, keep your mouth around me! Oh, fuck! I love you, Vincent.”
Vince felt Alec’s hand on the back of his head, caressing his hair, as his husband pumped upward into his mouth.
“Damn, Vince! Yes!”
Alec’s cum flooded Vince’s mouth. Before he had time to process any more of his own thoughts, Alec was rolling him onto his back. His lover’s lips were on his own. Vince knew some of Alec’s semen was being exchanged between them.
“Now you are committed to me, like the bond you share with Derek,” Alec said. “I’ve waited twenty years to feel your submission to me.”
The world Alec had created for Vince was one of eroticism, passion, and romance. Vince slipped further into its intoxicating grasp. He lost track of time, while Alec’s hands caressed his body. His husband’s fingertips fluttered over his skin. Vince wasn’t sure how long they lay together in each other’s arms, only that Alec was now whispering words of love into his ear. In the early light of dawn, Vince could see Alec’s eyes looking tenderly into his own.
“I want to be inside you,” Alec said.
Vince gasped when two of Alec’s
fingers slipped into his anal cavity.
“Fuck me, Alec. Make me come,” Vince spoke against Alec’s lips.
“I will…believe me, honey…I will.”
Alec’s fingers didn’t remain inside Vince’s body long. Vince figured Alec had only placed them there to get some slick inside him. The coolness of the lube had warmed quickly. When Alec’s dick began to fill him, Vince felt his husband’s cockhead stretch his opening. Then each inch of Alec’s dick pressed further, until their groins met. Alec was completely buried inside him. All had been accomplished with one smooth motion of Alec’s hips.
“Complete,” Alec whispered. “Completely mine, forever.”
Vince’s legs were pulled around his lover’s waist. Alec’s thrusts started as gentle rhythmic motions, but quickly became firm strokes. The downward motion of Alec’s hips was met each time by Vince’s upward response. There was no talking, as Vince listened to the sounds of their breathing and hushed groans.
“Come. Come for me,” Alec commanded.
“I’m in love with you,” Vince said, trying to catch his breath. “I’m sorry to keep saying it. I just want you to know how I feel.”
“Damn, if you feel like heaven. That’s how I feel…like I’m lost in heaven. I wouldn’t care if you told me those sweet words every minute for the rest of our lives.”
“I’m aching. Help me find release.”
Vince began to tremble, as a warm sweat broke out over his entire body. His heart was pounding. He couldn’t think rationally. The only intense thought was his need to finish becoming one with the man lying on top of his body, thrusting between his open thighs. When Alec pinned both of Vince’s arms above his head, Vince moaned.
“Fuck me, Daddy!” Vince said.
“So you decided to call me that, too?” Alec countered.
Vince heard the excitement in his partner’s voice. He knew they had both reached a plane of no return. They were expressing their love emotionally and physically. Vince had completely opened his heart and surrendered. All those secret needs Derek told him had to be met were shooting around Vince like falling stars. They would burn bright, to finally disappear into the recesses of his heart.
“I want to be fucked!” Vince cried again.
When Alec released both of his hands from above his head, Vince wound them around his lover’s neck. Alec’s fingertips were now beneath his hips. Yes, fuck me, Daddy! The thought lingered only for a moment, because the blinding final thrusts of Alec’s hips were sending Vince over the edge. His lover’s hand had slipped between them, wrapping around his dick. Alec’s fingers were moving in rhythm. Then suddenly he felt his husband change the angle of his entry, hitting his prostate. Vince arched his back against Alec’s body, while his head went back against the pillow. Alec’s lips were all over his neck and face, licking and sucking his damp flesh.
Both men came together. Vince felt Alec’s warm cum inside his body, right before his own bathed his lover’s fingers. Even though they had passionately loved each other, Vince still felt the tenderness in Alec’s touch. More of that was present in the aftercare he was now receiving. Alec was still hard inside him, and Vince’s legs had not moved from around his lover’s waist. Vince’s husband was giving him the attention he needed.
Alec final broke their connection, rolling to his back. Vince had his head beneath his partner’s chin. He could feel the racing of his lover’s heart. The sensation rivaled the beating in his chest. Vince’s skin was still flushed and damp with sweat. A thousand tingly sensations had spread from his torso, down his abdomen, settling in his legs. He tried to speak, but couldn’t. His breathing was still fast. Alec’s hands and lips were caressing over his upper body.
“I love you, honey,” Alec whispered against his ear.
“I love you, too,” Vince replied.
“I see I did make love to you until the sun rose.”
From the bed, Vince could see the pinkish colors of dawn streaking the sky outside the window.
“Do you think Derek heard us?” Vince asked, finally able to take a deep breath.
“If he did, he understands. Derek knows the lovemaking of two men deeply in love…and now so do I.”
“I felt this way last Saturday night. I just couldn’t admit it to myself, or you. I’m sorry, Alec.”
“I knew. We both did. I would have never asked you for a commitment if I had thought otherwise.”
Alec was pulling the sheet over their bodies, cuddling Vince closer. He curled against Alec’s chest, wanting more of his husband’s tenderness. Vince smiled when Alec put a finger beneath his chin, lifting his face to his. Their lips touched, and Alec kissed him briefly.
“You’re all that matters to me, Vincent,” Alec spoke quietly. “Well, you and my relationship with my brother. I need a new life. I want to share it with you.”
“This sounds like a second proposal.”
“It is…sort of. I’m fifty years old, honey.”
“Yeah, you’re the same age as my other husband. The two of you sort of look alike, too.”
“Do we now?” Alec asked, smiling.
“Yes, you do,” Vince replied, returning the light-hearted tone.
Vince had been rolled to his back. Alec was looking down into his eyes. One of Alec’s fingers was now sensually rubbing Vince’s bottom lip. His eyes locked with those looking down into his own.
“The lovemaking this morning felt so good,” Vince said.
“Sweet flattery for an older man, huh?”
“No, flattery for the man I’m in love with.”
“I haven’t told Derek yet, but I’m not returning to my teaching job this fall.”
“Alec, you love teaching.”
“I thought I did. I don’t know. I might try college level, or I might finish my dissertation. I want my doctorate. I’m just burned out…with myself…life. I need a fresh start. I want that to be with you.”
Vince rubbed his hands across Derek’s chest, feeling the hair beneath his fingertips. Sexy as hell.
“You’re wearing my ring,” Alec said.
Alec captured his fingertips, kissing them.
“I love gold bands, particularly ones with four amethysts, and I love you, too.”
“I love you, Violet Whispers, you fucking sexy ass queen.”
“I told Derek you had good grammar.”
“I normally do, except when I’m sharin’ my bed with a smokin’ hot gay man.”
Vince parted his lips the moment Alec’s mouth found his own. They kissed for a few minutes, until Alec spooned him against his body.
“Now, be quiet, Violet, and let’s get a few hours of sleep.”
Chapter Eight
Derek flipped through the sports section of the Sunday paper. His mindless attempt to pretend he was interested in the articles was quickly failing. He was also trying to pretend he didn’t notice the romantic display of affection between Vince and Alec. All three of them were sitting at the bar in the kitchen. Derek was at one end, while Vince and Alec sat at the other with their stools pushed close.
The eleven o’clock brunch was becoming more sensual than Derek cared to participate in. He had never felt jealousy with Vince, always proud of the admiring looks other men gave his partner. After all, he was the one who got to take Vince home. Even when Vince was performing, he didn’t feel anger at the male attention his partner received. However, this morning, Derek was struggling with jealous feelings.
The irony of the whole situation was it was Derek who had approached Alec. Derek had been the one who had suggested last Saturday night. He had even been the man to encourage his partner to follow his heart. Derek remembered himself specifically telling both Vince and Alec he was not jealous. Now, when Vince was following his heart, it was Derek who was green with envy.
Vince still looked flushed. His skin always reacted to a good orgasm for hours. No doubt it was the product of the early morning lovemaking that had woken Derek from a deep sleep. At first he had lain q
uietly in his bed, looking at the clock that read five thirty, not really know what had woken him. Only after a few minutes passed, did he hear the muffled sounds of his husband and brother.
The wall separating the guest bedroom from the master hadn’t disguised the sounds as much as Derek had wished. While he couldn’t hear every word, he had heard enough, coupled with the passion and tenderness. The lovemaking this morning felt so good. Sweet flattery for an older man, huh? No, flattery for the man I’m in love with. Placing the paper down, he wished he hadn’t heard any of the conversation now replaying through his mind.
Standing, he grabbed his coffee cup off the bar, and walked to the stainless steel Bunn coffeemaker. He poured himself a second cup, taking a sip of the black liquid. His eyes took in Vince eating a bite of quiche from Alec’s fork. He saw Vince’s smile, a boyish grin, as his partner’s eyes briefly glanced at his brother. Then he watched Vince look back at his own plate. Vince had repeated that action several times in the last fifteen minutes. Derek knew what it meant. He had seen the same looks the morning after they had made love for the first time twenty years ago. Alec had broken through Vince’s shy exterior, touching his husband’s heart.
Derek watched his brother tenderly kiss their husband. Then he reached for Vince’s hands, kissing his fingertips. Alec smiled the first real smile Derek had seen in months, other than the random ones this past week. The love between them was real and tangible.
“So how’d you both sleep?” Derek asked. The words just seemed to flow from his mouth.
“I could use a few more hours,” Vince said, smiling.
“I might take a nap this afternoon,” Alec replied.
The emotional intimacy Vince and Alec shared, just hours before, was present in their eyes and smiles.
“Did you enjoy it, my brother fucking you?” Derek certainly didn’t know where those words came from. “I heard you ask him to ‘fuck you’…to ‘fuck you hard,’ as a matter of fact. I just want to know if you enjoyed it.”
As soon as he had spoken the works, a part of Derek wished he could have taken them back, but the jealousy said no. Vince was still looking at his plate, refusing to make eye contact with him.
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