by Andrew Grey
“I want you to show me,” Sammy moaned softly, and the doubt in Sammy’s eyes made him stop. “You always tell me you love me and you take care of me, but it’s been a while and….”
Josh kissed the words away, his own desire surging forward. “I love you more than life itself,” Josh murmured between deep kisses. “You are my life and my love.” Josh didn’t let Sammy respond because no response was necessary. He knew how Sammy felt because Sammy showed him in everything he did. Kissing his lover again, Josh slid his hands beneath his longtime love, cupping his still small, firm butt, his fingers digging possessively into warm skin, throbbing cock sliding against Sammy’s, and he felt his lover moan, but he couldn’t hear it, their kisses swallowing the sound. There was so much he wanted to say to Sammy, but Josh let his hands and tongue do the talking.
Sammy had sensitive nipples so Josh swirled his tongue around one of the small buds and felt Sammy arch into the touch, a hiss turning into a moan as Josh sucked harder. “Joshie,” Sammy groaned, and he smiled at his ability to make Sammy quiver with a simple touch.
“I know what you want,” Josh said as he lifted his head, looking into Sammy’s glistening eyes. Sliding down Sammy’s body, Josh kissed a line down his chest and stomach, Sammy’s light hair tickling his lips. Sammy lifted his legs, and Josh inhaled the deep musky scent that was as familiar to him as the scent of Sammy’s apple pie. Sucking on Sammy’s balls, Josh teased the puckered flesh of Sammy’s opening. His lover cried out, his skin dancing beneath Josh’s hands. Josh teased Sammy’s skin with his tongue, and Sammy gasped and then held his breath in anticipation.
Josh watched as Sammy’s tiny hole pulsed and squeezed. God, how long had it been since they’d taken the time to love on each other like this? Licking the skin, Sammy gasped, almost like a surprised virgin, and Josh fully realized the answer to his question: way too long. Caressing Sammy’s thighs, Josh slowly and deliberately worked his tongue around his prize, not quite ready to go for what Sammy was panting for. “Joshie, don’t be mean.”
“Not mean, just loving,” was his response before curling his tongue and fucking Sammy with it. The sounds the man made were like nothing else, and Sammy, as turned on as he was now, drove Josh wild with passion. The man was sexy as hell, and for Josh there was nothing better in the world than feeling his life partner coming to pieces beneath him. Small cries and whimpers blended together into one long plea for more, and Josh delivered. Driving deep, he feasted on his lover’s rich heady flavor, fingers and tongue playing his Sammy like a seasoned instrument.
“Want you now!” Sammy demanded through gasping breaths, his hands pounding the bedding as Sammy’s entire body stiffened. Not one to deny his lover, Josh reached to the nightstand for the small bottle. Squeezing some onto his fingers, Josh coated first his lover and then himself. The bottle slipped from his hand, and Josh heard it thump on the floor, but he was too far gone to care. Repositioning himself, Josh watched his lover’s wide, begging eyes as he pressed forward. Sammy’s body opened to him like a precious flower placed into fresh water. Sammy’s tight wet heat surrounded him, and Josh wondered for a split second how he could have ever taken this for granted. Then the thought flew from his head as Sammy’s body pulled him in and the air flew from Josh’s lungs.
“Sammy,” Josh cried as he felt his lover tighten around him. Josh’s head throbbed in the best way possible as all his senses overloaded. He loved Sammy with all his heart, and to be connected with him was an amazing experience.
“Move!” Sammy demanded.
Josh withdrew slowly. “You’re one pushy bottom,” Josh ground through his teeth as he drove deep.
“I’m your pushy bottom and don’t you ever forget it.” Sammy tugged hard on Josh’s legs, pulling their bodies together. “It’s been too long,” Sammy grunted.
“Fuck yes,” Josh agreed as he began snapping his hips with abandon. “How could I ever go without your sweet body?” Josh leaned forward, taking Sammy’s lips in a kiss he felt down to his toes.
Huffing slightly, Josh felt the last of his self-control melt away and fucked with complete and total abandon. Sammy gasped, his head rolling on the pillow, his sweet body meeting every thrust. The room filled with the sounds of their passionate, spirited lovemaking. “Love being inside you, where I can feel your heart beat.”
Sammy pulled him down, kissing him hard, nearly biting in his intensity as their tongues stabbed and dueled. Josh’s release built with the speed of a rocket, and he shuddered, trying to keep his head from blowing off his shoulders as he tried to hold out for Sammy. Watching Sammy stroke his own thick length, Josh’s eyes nearly crossed as he tried to hold off for just a few seconds more. Sammy’s body tightened around him, and Josh lost it, coming with blinding intensity as his Sammy painted ribbons on his stomach.
Josh clamped his eyes closed and held still, enjoying the afterglow and the intimacy of just being joined together. Hearing Sammy’s breathing, Josh opened his eyes. Sammy glowed, a beatific smile on his face as he stared back at Josh. “Love you,” he whispered before groaning as their bodies disconnected.
“I love you too, so very much,” Josh said as he forced his body to move. He didn’t want to collapse onto Sammy, so he forced his legs to work and went into the bathroom. Wetting a washcloth under the hot water, Josh returned to the room to a sight indeed. Sammy knelt on the floor, his perfect butt in the air, fishing for the lube. Josh walked up behind him and laid his hand on his partner’s hot skin. “You’re still as beautiful and special as the day I met you.”
Sammy stood up with the bottle, grinning from ear to ear. “Let’s not wait so long before doing that again.”
Josh held up his hand. “I promise. Forever and always.” Pulling Sammy into a hug, Josh kissed him lightly. Sammy stepped back and Josh handed him the cloth. Sammy cleaned himself up and climbed into bed. Josh pulled on a robe and left the room, peering into Vivi’s room. She was stirring and Josh lifted her out of the crib, carrying her downstairs, where he got a bottle. He gave it to her, holding it as he carried Vivi back to her room. Sitting in the chair, he gave her the few ounces she would drink and then burped her before putting his little one back in the crib.
Josh sighed as he walked from the room. Vivian was his sister’s child, he had to remember that, but each and every day she felt more and more like his own. To top it off, Sammy had not agreed that they were going to raise her, and that weighed on him, but it had to be Sammy’s decision. Looking back at the crib, Josh said a silent “I love you” to Vivian before tiptoeing back to their room and climbing in bed with Sammy.
“You really want to raise Vivian?” Sammy asked him in the dark.
“I’ll only do it with you,” Josh replied, knowing he could only do it with his Sammy. “I don’t want your answer now. Think about what you really want.”
“But you’ll hate me,” Sammy said softly, and Josh could tell he was near tears.
Josh rolled onto his side, placing his hand on Sammy’s stomach. “No, I won’t. I promise to respect whatever decision you make. That’s what loving you means.” Josh waited to hear if Sammy would say anything else, but the room remained silent and Sammy just curled closer to him, holding tight.
Chapter 4
“We’re going to be late for the party, Josh,” Sammy called up the stairs.
“I know,” he answered as he lifted Vivian off the changing table. “There you are, sweetheart. All ready for the party.” He smiled at her and got what he thought might have been a smile back, although it could have been gas, but it didn’t matter; to Josh it was a smile. He and Sammy had been taking care of Vivian for two weeks now, and every single day, he’d become more and more attached to her. He and Sammy had talked some, but between work, daycare, and Vivian, their week was full, and at the end of the days, they fell into bed, barely able to move until Vivian demanded her first feeding. After placing Vivian in her carrier, Josh walked down the stairs to where Sammy was getting out their coats. Josh plac
ed a blanket over Vivi’s carrier before putting on his coat. Sammy grabbed the diaper bag and they were off.
“Are you sure it’s okay to bring Vivian to the party?” Sammy asked as Josh latched the car seat.
Josh made sure she was all set before backing out of the backseat. “Don especially said that we were to bring her,” Josh soothed as he got into the driver’s seat and waited for Sammy to close his door. He started the car and began the drive across town.
Vivian was asleep by the time they arrived, and Josh carefully unlatched the car seat before carrying her up the walk. The door opened as they approached, and Don greeted them both with hugs before ushering them inside. Vivian began fussing as Josh pulled off his coat. He was about to turn around to get her when the fussing stopped. Don took his coat, hanging it up, and when Josh turned around, he saw Sammy sitting in one of the living room chairs, Vivian on his lap, as he fished a bottle out of the diaper bag.
Vivian looked at Sammy with rapt attention, her mouth already open hungrily for the bottle. The other men in the room instantly began to whisper, each coming over as Sammy fed her. Josh knew that Sammy had fed her before because he’d gotten up in the night more than once so Josh could sleep, but this was the first time Josh had actually seen Sammy feed her, and the connection between the two was amazing. “They’re perfect together, aren’t they?” Don said quietly from behind him.
“They are,” Josh agreed as Vivian reached up with her tiny hand, holding one of Sammy’s fingers.
“Has he decided?” Don asked, and Josh turned, shaking his head.
“I promised I’d give him time,” Josh explained, and Don tilted his head back toward Sammy and Vivian.
“If you ask me, you got your answer right there.” Don moved into the room to talk to his other guests, and Josh watched Sammy feed Vivian until she’d had her fill. Sammy placed her gently back into the carrier, and the other men gathered around, making faces and playing peek-a-boo with her before Josh lifted her out of the carrier and the men took turns holding her.
“How’s your sister?” Chuck asked between making nonsensical baby noises when it was his turn to hold Vivian. What was it about a baby that turned grown men into babbling idiots? Not that he was any better.
Josh sighed because Nicky worried him constantly. “Her memory is still spotty, and the psychiatrist says she’s only remembering what she can handle right now. She’ll be under his care for a while, and unfortunately she may never be the way she was before she had Vivian.”
“Is there hope?” Chuck asked before making googly sounds at Vivian.
“There’s always hope, but because of what she tried to do to Vivian, she’s been classified as a possible danger to both herself and her baby. The lawyer says she could get custody, but it isn’t likely. Mostly we all want her to get better so she can function again.”
“She’ll have a lot of guilt to deal with,” Chuck said, and Josh agreed.
“I firmly believe she wasn’t aware of what she was doing at the time.” Josh couldn’t imagine his sister harming her own child, let alone anyone else if she were thinking clearly. He knew he was clinging to that, but he had to for both his sake and Vivian’s. Chuck passed Vivian back to Don, who was sitting on the sofa. Vivian ate up the attention for longer than Josh expected and ended up spending the rest of the party sleeping in Don’s arms.
They left the party earlier than they normally would, and Josh drove home, Vivian asleep in the backseat. When they arrived, Josh took her in the house and up the stairs, changing Vivian’s diaper before feeding her again and putting her to bed.
“Come to bed,” Sammy said from behind him as he watched Vivian instantly fall to sleep. Josh nodded and they left the room.
Josh undressed and cleaned up before climbing into bed, with Sammy joining him after doing the same. Sammy curled close before straddling Josh’s body, kissing him insistently, and Josh chuckled softly when Sammy stopped. “What’s so funny?” Sammy asked, poking him lightly in the side.
“For most couples, when they’re caring for a baby, the sex dries up, and for the last week we’ve both been insatiable.” Josh stroked Sammy’s cheek. “And you’ve been a tiger.”
Sammy scoffed, “Straight people get to have their fun before the baby comes. We get to have ours after. It’s only fair.” Josh kissed the smirk off Sammy’s face even if he couldn’t see it. “I’ve made up my mind. I want to raise Vivian with you,” Sammy said once their lips parted.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” Josh replied as he smiled in the dark.
Sammy rolled off him. “Is that all I get? I expected a celebration or at least some excitement.”
Josh pulled Sammy to him. “I saw you tonight with Vivian. She’s got you wrapped around her little left finger just as tightly as I’m wrapped around her right.”
Josh heard Sammy laugh. “I guess she does.” Sammy rolled over, and Josh spooned to his back, the warmth and quiet of their house settling around him. “Shit,” Sammy swore softly.
“What is it?” Josh asked, tightening his grip on his lover.
“We’ve been so busy I haven’t even gotten your Christmas present yet.”
“Yes, you did,” Josh said softly in Sammy’s ear. “You gave it to me… no, us. Vivian.”
“I think your sister did that,” Sammy quipped.
“No. Nicky had Vivian, but you just added her to our family. You and Vivian are all the Christmas present I could ever need.” Sammy rolled in his arms, and Josh stroked his lover’s cheeks, his fingers coming up wet. “Why are you crying?” Sammy didn’t answer, he just kissed him. Josh rolled his lover on the bed and proceeded to spend the next hour saying a proper, openmouthed, breath-stealing, closer-to-God thank-you for the greatest Christmas gift he had ever, or would ever, receive.
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ANDREW GREY grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation. Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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