Bernard held Rory in his arms as they watchedThe Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Bernard had bought snacks, soda, and popcorn for them to enjoy. He popped Milk Duds into his mouth and let them melt. The chocolate coated his tongue before it slid down his throat.
“Have you met Mikey yet?” Bernard asked.
“Who’s Mikey?”
“Sarah and John’s son. He’s so adorable.”
“Aww, I hope I get to meet him soon.”
“Sarah took a leave of absence for a year to take care of him. I’m not sure if she’s going to return or not since they can survive on John’s income. She’ll probably want to be a stay-at-home mom.”
“I think it’s amazing they could adopt a child.”
“Do you ever want to have children?”
Rory glanced up at him. He loved spending time with his niece and had a blast playing with Bernard’s nephews. He wanted kids but didn’t know how that would be possible.
“I’d like kids one day,” Rory said. “But I’m not sure if it’ll ever happen.”
“I’d like kids too, and it’s hard for a gay man or a gay couple to adopt. Maybe one day we’ll be able to.”
Rory smiled. Bernard said “we,” including him in his future. He could see himself raising a child with Bernard. A child would receive so much love from them.
“I hope we can someday.”
Rory lay in Bernard’s arms, taking in the moment.
“Being with you is nice.” Bernard leaned down and kissed Rory.
He wrapped his arms around Bernard’s and pulled him tighter. He never wanted to let him go.
Rory sat up and leaned in to kiss Bernard. Bernard’s hands explored his stomach, chest, and back. Rory ran his fingers through Bernard’s hair. The soft waves wrapped around his fingers. Bernard’s mouth moved down to Rory’s neck. Rory leaned back and moaned.
“That feels nice,” Rory said.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
Bernard lay on top of him. His hands moved inside his shirt and fingers tickled his chest hair. His warm, soft hands caressed his nipple. A pinch sent shivers down his spine.
“Yes,” Rory moaned.
Bernard’s tongue explored his neck and ear. His gentle nibble aroused his cock. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off. Bernard’s tongue found his nipple and took it between his teeth. His cock pressed against his jeans as Bernard flicked his nipple.
Rory reached over to unbutton Bernard’s shirt. Bernard sat up to help him take his shirt and undershirt off. He ran his fingers through Bernard’s chest hair. He took a nipple between his thumb and index finger and gave it a pinch.
“You can do that a little harder,” Bernard said.
Rory obliged. He squeezed and twisted Bernard’s erect nipple.
“Yes,” Bernard moaned.
Rory took his other nipple between his fingers and tweaked it.
“Damn, that feels good.”
