“Chou!”JP cried out, his body bucking.
“Shh…babies.”He chuckled softly, then did it again.
This time JP’s cry was quieter, and he looked up to find JP muffling himself with his arm against his mouth.
He smiled at his lover, then opened his lips and carefully took JP in.The skin in his mouth tasted new and familiar all at the same time, and he still loved the crinkle of the curly hair under his cheek.
“So good…” The words were a bare whisper, and JP took one heaving breath after another.
It was good.He didn’t suck hard.He hummed and stayed relaxed, just giving JP all the pleasure he could.
JP’s hands came back to his head, fingers sliding through his hair, tugging every now and then, letting him know he’d hit an especially sensitive spot.
Every time he did, he lingered, giving that spot a little extra adoration.
JP responded, cock gradually getting harder, the silky flesh beneath his tongue getting hotter.
When JP’s prick began to leak salty drops on his tongue, he sobbed.
Shifting, JP pushed toward him, sending the lovely cock deeper into his mouth.
He cupped JP’s sac, holding the delicate balls carefully and adding to the sensation.
“Chou… Chou…” There was a note of wonder in JP’s voice, along with the pleasure.
He nodded, encouraging JP to feel him, to know how much he loved him.
“Gonna.I’m…” The words were followed by a moan, JP’s thigh muscles tightening.
He took JP done to the root, one hand gentle on JP’s thigh to remind him to relax.
“Please.Please.”
He could feel JP’s cock getting even harder, his balls drawing up.
Ian squeezed the little bit and swallowed.Come on, love.Gimme.
JP cried out again, calling his name from behind his hand as salty liquid poured into his mouth.
He took it in, then gentled his touch and his suction, cleaning JP’s cock with his tongue.
“Chou… you’re magic.”
No.He was just in love with a hockey player.
ChapterTwenty
JP woke up, feeling amazing, loose in his skin.His best morning since he’d been hurt.He grinned, the smile pulling at his cheeks.He was still riding the high of his orgasm.Ian had been patient and loving and despite, JP’s belief that it wasn’t going to happen, it had happened.
He kissed the top of Ian’s head, the man curled up with him, snuggled in.
“What time is it?”Ian sighed softly.“Are the babies still sleeping?”
“Not sure on the time, I just woke up.And the kids aren’t in here with us, so I assume they’re still sleeping.”He considered that a moment.“Or up to something…” He hoped they were still sleeping.
Ian chuckled.“I don’t want to think about what they could possibly be getting up to, but you know Tori as well as I do.She’s much more likely to bounce on us and tell us she’s hungry.If it’s quiet, and there’s trouble, that’s Peter.”
“Our quiet shy boy?If there was trouble he’d be more likely to run the other way, no?”
