Shelton in Love

by Dianne Hartsock

"Hell yes." Nevil moved forward and rubbed the tip of his dick across Shelton's lips. Shelton lapped at it with his tongue, loving the tang and taste of his lover. He opened his mouth and Nevil slid in, allowing Shelton to take as much as he wanted. Nevil continued to plunge his fingers in his hole, and Shelton sucked him to the back of his throat, swallowing him down.

  "Fuck, I'm close," Nevil warned.

  Shelton immediately let him go. Nevil pulled his fingers out and squirmed backwards until Shelton's dick pressed against him. He pushed down and Shelton groaned as the hot walls of his hole closed around him. Nevil pulled up, and the force of his push downwards shoved the anal beads deeper into Shelton's ass.

  "God," he panted. Nevil rocked on him, each movement striking a bead against his prostate. His orgasm started as a burn along his nerves, bliss racing downwards to gather in his balls. He tried to speak and strangled on a moan, but Nevil knew. He pulled on his own cock and shouted as he came in a stream of semen up Shelton's chest to his chin. His muscles convulsed around Shelton and Shelton let go, shooting his cum deep in Nevil's hot ass.

  Nevil collapsed against him as they caught their breaths and then lovingly licked the cum off Shelton's chin and shared it in a kiss. Shelton's heart swelled as he tasted Nevil. "I love you."

  "Me too." Nevil reached up and undid the cuffs from Shelton's wrists. As Shelton rubbed circulation into his arms, Nevil gently pulled out the anal beads, making him shudder with one last burst of pleasure. They snuggled under the tree, exchanging sweet kisses.

  Chapter Five

  After a few pleasant minutes, Nevil leaned on an elbow. "Will you open a gift for me? I've been waiting weeks to see your reaction."

  "I don't think I can take very many more gifts," Shelton countered with a smile as he sat up and leaned against the couch.

  "You'll like this one," Nevil promised. He knelt by the tree to retrieve the gift, and Shelton admired his toned body bathed in the blue and green Christmas lights.

  It surprised him when Nevil hesitated to hand him the bright gift bag. "I hope you like it," he said, his voice anxious.

  "I'm sure I will, honey," Shelton told him, wondering what it was all about. Untying the sparkling ribbon on the bag, he found a small box wrapped in tissue with a note attached.

  "Open it," Nevil urged with suppressed excitement.

  Shelton set the note aside and undid the tissue, lifted the lid on the box. Gold gleamed in the soft light and Shelton's hands shook as he raised his gaze to Nevil's. "What does this mean?"

  "Read the note!"

  Shelton fumbled with the paper, and he blinked, eyes filled with tears as he read the scrawled words. Nevil cupped his face with a gentle hand, his gaze warm. "Will you marry me, love? The soonest I could set everything up is early June."

  "Yes," Shelton breathed and couldn't continue. He touched the gold wedding bands that somehow made it all real.

  Nevil laughed, though his voice held a hint of tears when he spoke. "It's settled then." He suddenly yawned. "Okay, I need a nap before we continue celebrating." He stood and held a hand out to Shelton. "We'll finish the gifts later. Coming?"

  "Definitely." Shelton set the rings and note on the mantle and followed Nevil to their room.

  Slipping under the blankets, Nevil pulled Shelton into his arms and kissed the tears off his face. "Merry Christmas, love."

  "Merry Christmas, Nevil. I love you."

  *~*~*

  Shelton woke suddenly, still groggy as he reached for Nevil. "Darling?"

  "Oh, God." Nevil curled into a ball on the bed and Shelton rubbed his back, his heart pounding.

  "Is it Tera?"

  "Yeah." Nevil gasped and then suddenly laughed. "Oh lord! How do women do this? Tera's fine. Happy. She's having the baby now, though."

  "Okay." Shelton kicked off the covers and rolled to his feet.

  Nevil climbed out the other side of the bed and they dressed, chatting like mad in their excitement. Shelton's heart spilled over with happiness for Nevil, knowing he had looked forward to this day for several years. He might never have a child of his own, but being an uncle would be the next best thing.

  They hurried from the apartment, Nevil dropping his keys several times before Shelton held out his hand. "I'll drive."

  He threaded through the sparse traffic across town and found a parking spot close to the doors of the birthing center. Nevil jumped from the car and sprinted across the lot. Shelton chuckled, locked the doors, and followed his delightful partner. Nevil's love for his twin had always warmed his heart.

  Nevil disappeared through the doors but Shelton was quick to follow, making his way to the birthing center. Tera's room was spacious and comfortable, but at the moment it was crowded with nurses and the doctor, the air charged with tension and excitement. Nevil motioned to him from the corner and Shelton hurried to his side, lacing their fingers together.

  "Little Sarah's coming," Nevil told him, his eyes trained on the tableau at the bed. Tera cried out in pain and Shelton slipped his arms around Nevil when he jerked as if struck.

  "She'll be all right," he murmured and pulled Nevil's head down to his shoulder to stroke his hair. He felt the tremors running his body as Tera's moans increased. "Do you want to wait outside?"

  "No. I'm okay," Nevil whispered. "I don't like to hear her hurting, that's all."

  "Poor Robert looks ready to faint," Shelton told him and Nevil laughed slightly.

  "Don't blame him..." Nevil's voice trailed off as the doctor gave quick instructions. There was a flurry of activity, one last sharp moan, and then the cries of a baby filled the room.

  "Thank god." Nevil drew in a deep breath as cheers went up around them. He raised his face and Shelton brushed his tears away with a gentle thumb.

  "Congratulations, Uncle Nevil," he teased.

  Nevil gave him a quick kiss and then rocked on his heels as they waited for the nurses to finish their duties and hand a wailing Sarah to her mother's arms. They went over to the bed and Nevil embraced his twin, baby and all.

  "I'm so proud of you, honey," he murmured and Shelton heard the emotion in his voice. Shelton's throat tightened with joy for him as Nevil leaned close and gave the tiny red cheek a gentle kiss. "Welcome to the world, Sarah Marie. I've waited a long time to see you."

  He jumped back when Sarah wailed, sounding angry and frustrated.

  "Our little girl's hungry," Tera murmured indulgently. "Robert, will you help?"

  "Here, little one." Robert took the squirming bundle in the crook of his arm while Nevil helped Tera sit up. A pillow slipped and Robert turned to Shelton. "You're up, Uncle Shelton," he said and Shelton hastily took Sarah while Robert arranged pillows to Tera's liking.

  He stared, fascinated, into the little red face on his arm, cooing and rocking until the loud wails quieted. He felt inordinately proud when Sarah stopped crying, her face scrunched and unhappy. Nevil gathered him into an embrace, Sarah between them.

  "You're a natural," Nevil told him. Shelton looked up, but Nevil was focused on the baby. He touched a wrinkled cheek and there was awe in his voice when he spoke. "Absolutely amazing." Nevil's happy gaze swept to him, his face wreathed in smiles.

  Shelton placed a kiss beside his mouth. "Merry Christmas, Nevil."

  "Merry Christmas, Shelton," Nevil murmured and gave him a kiss full of promise.

  Epilogue

  Shelton leaned his head back on the side of the hot tub, letting the mountain air cool the heat in his cheeks. A sprinkle of stars dotted the indigo sky and he sighed inwardly at their beauty. Nevil and he usually came to Sugarpine Lodge in winter to ski, but springtime was nice there as well. Nevil took the seat beside him and Shelton turned his head to meet his bright gaze.

  "Enjoying yourself?" Nevil asked. "You look relaxed… and very edible," he continued, making Shelton's blood surge as he looked from Shelton's bare shoulders down his chest, through the water to his blue swimming shorts. He leaned closer and took Shelton's earlobe between his teeth, bit
ing gently, making Shelton shudder with surprise and desire.

  Shelton lifted his shoulder. "Nevil!"

  "What? Everyone's gone inside," Nevil reminded him, alluding to the young couple and their boisterous children who'd shared the swimming area with them earlier. Shelton darted a quick glance over the pool.

  "But anyone could come out… Hell with it," Shelton muttered when Nevil licked the sensitive skin behind his ear. He slid an arm around Nevil's waist and pulled him onto his lap. Nevil straddled him, making happy little humming noises as he rubbed his clothed dick against Shelton's.

  "Are you ready for tomorrow?" Nevil asked and licked along Shelton's jawline. Shelton didn't answer, merely seized Nevil's nibbling lips and kissed him thoroughly.

  Nevil pulled back, resting his forehead on Shelton's and gazing into his eyes, his own warm and fond. "Hey."

  "Hey yourself. And yes, I'm fucking ready to marry you."

  Nevil's eyes widened, and then he burst out laughing. A grin tugged Shelton's lips. He rarely cussed and he enjoyed Nevil's reaction. Delight danced in Nevil's eyes and he twined his arms around Shelton's neck, pressing their bare chests together under the water. Shelton loved the feel of Nevil's sleek skin against him and groaned into Nevil's mouth when he rocked their hips together and kissed him again.

  "We need to get naked," Nevil said raggedly when they came up for air. Shelton grunted, too caught up in the body rutting against him to speak. He trailed his fingers down Nevil's sides, laughing when Nevil jumped at a ticklish spot. Emboldened, slightly giddy with the joy curling inside him, he ran his hands up Nevil's thighs and under his shorts, touching the hard cock with a teasing finger.

  Nevil groaned and nipped Shelton's bottom lip, his breath hot and quick against his skin. "God, Shelton, let's go inside," he pleaded and Shelton's blood surged, knowing he'd brought that quaver to Nevil's voice, the tremble to the hands splayed against his chest.

  Hot water bubbled around them, caressing his skin, cradling them in a warm, intimate cocoon. The cool breeze touched his cheeks and Shelton glanced at the stars, thrilling at the beauty of the moment. He felt like he'd been waiting his entire life for Nevil to be his, and by this time tomorrow, Nevil would be wearing his ring. The thought sobered him.

  "Am I being selfish?" he asked against Nevil's neck. Nevil leaned away, giving him a questioning look. Shelton took a breath. "You never wanted to marry—"

  Nevil's descending mouth stopped his words in a swift kiss. Shelton moved impatiently, needing an answer, but Nevil threaded fingers through his curls, holding him in place while he deepened the kiss, dragging a hungry moan from Shelton's chest. He eased back, cupping Shelton's cheeks in his hands, and ran a thumb over his swollen lips.

  "I said I didn't need a piece of paper to prove my commitment," Nevil told him earnestly. "But I've changed my mind. I want you to wear my ring. I want the whole world to know you're mine and I'm yours, for as long as you want me."

  "Even forever?" Shelton's voice broke.

  A tender smile curled Nevil's lips. "Always." He stood abruptly and Shelton scrambled not to slip under the water with the sudden movement. Nevil chuckled and held out a hand. "Come on. I want to try something."

  Shelton was pulled to his feet and he watched Nevil climb the steps from the pool, licking his lips at how Nevil's wet shorts clung to his heavy cock. Shivering in the chill air, he hurried after Nevil into the men's shower room. Nevil stripped as he crossed the tiled floor, hanging his suit on a nearby hook and turning on a shower. Shelton bit his lip, wondering how long it would be before someone else came in to use the pool. Nevil's smirk goaded him into removing his own swimming trunks and joining him under the warm spray.

  To his surprise, Nevil soaped up and handed Shelton the bar, rinsing off while Shelton did the same. When done, Nevil turned off the faucet and grabbed Shelton's hand, leading him toward the back of the room. His eyes danced with suppressed excitement. "Come on."

  Nevil snatched up towels from a shelf and tossed Shelton one, wrapping his around his slim hips. Warmth flushed through Shelton and he quickly donned his towel as Nevil opened the door to the sauna room. He hesitated in the doorway while Nevil poured a little water on the glowing coals, making them hiss and steam.

  "Someone might—"

  Nevil reached over and grabbed the knot on Shelton's towel, tugging him into the room. The door closed with a soft thud, the heat and scent of cedar surrounding them.

  "Our wet trunks out there should be warning enough," Nevil said, nibbling Shelton's chin. "If not," he continued, working his lips along Shelton's jaw. "They'd better knock, huh?" He looked up and Shelton shivered at the fire in his gaze. "Don't worry, love. What I have in mind won't take long."

  He nudged Shelton toward the nearest bench, pushing him down gently. After tossing aside his own towel, he leaned over him and untied the knot in Shelton's towel, spreading it open to reveal his rock hard dick.

  "Beautiful," Nevil said and licked his lips. A small pain squeezed Shelton's heart and he glanced aside, knowing he was scarred and ugly beside Nevil's perfectly molded cock. Nevil's finger touched his chin, turning him back to meet his flashing eyes.

  "Fucking gorgeous," he assured Shelton, then dropped to his knees on the wooden flooring and took Shelton into the wet warmth of his mouth. Oh God!

  "So good," Shelton groaned, clenching his hands at his sides to keep from thrusting upwards when he nudged into Nevil's throat and Nevil swallowed around him. Nevil was so good at this, driving him slowly mad with teeth and tongue. Nevil's lips tightened and he sucked Shelton hard as he pulled back off him. The tip of his wicked tongue dipped into the slit at the tip, teeth lightly scraping the ridge, making Shelton shudder with bliss.

  Nevil swallowed Shelton again, moving up and down on him, relentlessly building his pleasure. Sweat beaded on his forehead, slicked his skin from the heat in the room and the fire Nevil built inside him. Shelton jumped when Nevil gave his thigh a stinging slap, the signal for Shelton to stop being so nice. Absolutely! Shelton gripped Nevil's dark hair with both hands and thrust his hips up, fucking Nevil's generous mouth, watching in awe as his dick slid back and forth between those perfect lips. Was anything more beautiful?

  Nevil hummed around him and Shelton lost it, his pleasure building with each frantic thrust of his cock. Sweat dripped from his body from the humid air and his frantic need to come. Pressure built to a delicious pitch, his balls pulling up tight to his body.

  "Nevil," he warned urgently. Nevil pulled off him, Shelton's dick escaping his lips with a pop. Nevil instantly climbed onto his lap, straddling him as he smashed their lips together. The tang of precum in Nevil's mouth drove Shelton wild, the crush of their balls pushing him toward ecstasy. Nevil gripped both their dicks and began to pump them, and Shelton gave in, groaning Nevil's name as fire tore through him, streaming out in spurts of semen between them. Nevil jerked in his arms, and then he was coming as well, his spunk warm on Shelton's heated chest.

  Shelton didn't know how long he floated, warm and sated, but the slam of an outside door jolted him into sitting straight. Nevil chuckled and climbed off him, grabbing up his towel and quickly wiping his chest before wrapping it around his waist. Shelton was quick to follow his lead, praying the door wouldn't suddenly open. Nevil's smirk didn't help, though the laughter in his face made him irresistible and Shelton gave him a kiss before going to the door and easing it open.

  Nevil slapped a hand against the door and shoved, walking boldly into the shower room. "No one's here," he called over his shoulder, voice shaking with glee.

  "There might have been," Shelton grumbled as he stalked after him, though he admitted to himself he wouldn't trade these stolen moments with Nevil for anything. Nevil insisted on pushing Shelton outside his comfort zone, and Shelton couldn't live without it.

  They rinsed under the shower and then pulled on the bathrobes provided for guests, Shelton gathering their swim suits. Nevil took his hand as they left the pool area and
made their way up the back staircases to their room on the top floor. It had grown dark outside, and once inside their room, Shelton pulled the curtains closed on the large picture window with its spectacular view of Mt. Hood, while Nevil knelt and lit the kindling waiting in the stone fireplace.

  All the rooms in the lodge were rustic and homey, bright with handmade rugs and quilts. A king sized bed dominated the center of the room with a small couch before the fireplace, a table and two chairs against the wall. Nevil had thrown a quilt over the television on the dresser and Shelton heartily agreed, not wanting the world to intrude on this special time.

  Going to the small refrigerator under the sink, Nevil took out the complimentary bottle of wine and poured them both a glass, joining Shelton on the couch. He brushed Shelton's fingertips with his own when Shelton reached for his wineglass and clinked the crystal together.

  "To the love of my life," he murmured, eyes bright, stealing Shelton's breath. Shelton swayed toward him, not caring that he almost spilled the pale wine when their lips met in a warm, sweet kiss.

  "I love you, Nevil," he said against the mouth he worshipped.

  Nevil pressed into the kiss with a soft moan. "I love you, too." He settled back on the couch, his expression content and happy. Shelton snuggled against him, head on his shoulder, and watched the fire dancing on the hearth with Nevil's strong heartbeat close to his ear. Finishing his wine, he placed the glass on the floor and stretched out on the couch and laid his head in Nevil's lap as he faced the fire.

  "Sleepy?" Nevil asked, playing with Shelton's curls.

  "Happy," Shelton countered and slid his hand under Nevil's robe, resting it on his strong thigh. They sat in companionable silence, listening to the crackle of the fire and the occasional sound of a closing door elsewhere in the lodge.

  His lids grew heavy and he'd begun to nod off when Nevil stirred. "Are you getting hungry?"

  Shelton chuckled and tightened his hold on Nevil's thigh, loving his sharp breath in response. He rolled to his back and looked up into Nevil's flashing eyes.