Chapter 101

“Fuck! I can’t take it anymore!” RJ grabbed Pad’s hair and clung to it as he slowly fucked Pad’s mouth.

Pad kept his lips tight to give RJ more pressure as his dick headed moved in and out of his mouth. He kept one hand on RJ’s pubic area to maintain some distance between the back of his throat and RJ’s long, fat dick. He heard RJ’s quickened breathing and knew that the combination of the beer, and RJ’s horniness would result in a quick end. In a sober and less horny state, this mouth fucking would last up to thirty minutes more.

“Fuck! I’m coming.”

RJ held onto Pad’s head and as blasts of cum shot in his throat, Pad instinctively moved his head back a little. He waited to feel the other blast and he swallowed as they came. It took him years of practice with RJ to do this but he learned his lessons well. When RJ was done, his back pushed against the car seat, RJ exclaimed, “Oh my God.”

Pad kept his mouth on RJ’s dick, and rested his left cheek against his lap. RJ massaged Pad’s hair.

“Fucking incredible!”

Pad took RJ’s dick, now softening and made sure no cum was around. He checked RJ’s trimmed pubes and saw no semen. He felt his face and the corners of his lips to see if any escaped.

“I was good.” He lifted up and showed RJ. “Got it all.” He winked.

“You are going to be the fucking death of me.”

Pad sat up and kissed RJ. RJ probed, wanting to taste himself inside Pad’s mouth. They sat this way, Pad leaned over, his tongue darting inside RJ’s and vice versa. When RJ kissed Pad’s neck, he whispered. “Let’s go home. I want to take a shower and cuddle.”

“Cuddle? I never thought I would hear you say that word, cuddle, eight years ago when I first met you.”

“People change, Pad. People change.

* * * *

Pad checked the wound on his elbow. He took a bandage from the medicine cabinet then put a small adhesive on his elbow. He finished towel drying his hair before he joined RJ in bed.

RJ looked at him with concerned eyes. “How’s the cut?”

“It’s okay. Just superficial.”

“Sorry.”

“For what? You didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Well, we could have done it on the bed instead of the kitchen.”

Pad faced RJ. “It’s okay. It happens. Like rug burns on the elbows and knees.”

RJ smiled then ran his hands over Pad’s lean torso, circling his areolas with both thumbs.

“Ready for round two already?” Pad threw off the sheet that covered them, exposing both their nakedness. They studied each other for a moment. Their lips, eyes, and hands knew every part of each other’s bodies but Pad still enjoyed looking at RJ. He licked RJ’s nipples as they stood out from his defined chest then let his tongue travel down the treasure trail to the light brown public area.

“Do you want me on my knees?” asked Pad.

RJ shook his head. “No, let’s take it easy for a few minutes, Okay?” He brushed Pad’s hair. “God, do you know how you make me feel?”

Pad grabbed RJ’s cock. “I don’t know, but I can make it tell me.”

RJ grabbed Pad’s wrist that held his genitals. “I’m serious. You are the most beautiful human being I’ve ever met. Do you know how much you’ve changed my life?”

Pad moved closer, dropped his grip on RJ’s penis, and kissed RJ. “I hope you know how much you mean to me too. I’d never thought I would be with you. You seemed so aloof, unapproachable when we first met.”

“And I had no clue you were into me.” RJ took Pad’s hand and placed it on RJ’s face. He held Pad’s face as he kissed Pad again. The kisses turned to a long embrace in bed, with arms entwined. “I never want this to end. I want us to be like this forever.”

“You are drunk,” said Pad, who smiled as he said it. “You’ve said more things from your heart the last few minutes and weeks than you have in the eight years we’ve been together.”

“I know.” RJ put a finger to Pad’s lips and traced the beauty of Pad’s mouth. “When we broke it off, when you said you didn’t want to be with me anymore two years ago. I realized how badly I screwed everything up.”

“Let’s not talk about the past anymore, okay? I think we’ve learned to forgive each other and move on.”

“You know I never cheated on you while we were together, right? It was just porn. And those stupid chat rooms. Those chats were meaningless.”

“I know. It took me a while to understand that. You told me when we were in couples therapy. I believe you.”

“And just because I was addicted to porn didn’t mean I didn’t love you, and that I didn’t want to be with you.”

“We don’t have to talk about this anymore. Let’s save this for the therapy, okay?”

“I know you, Pad. I know every inch of your body. There’s not one part of your body I haven’t touched, kissed, caressed or bathed with my tongue. But the only place that really matters to me at this moment, in this second, is your heart. I want to make it right for you and me it so we never have problems like we did.”

“You know that’s impossible. There will always be problems. You and I will always have disagreements about certain things. Life isn’t always picture perfect.”

“But those disagreements, those feelings shouldn’t drive a wedge between us.”

“We’ve been together almost eight years. I think we both know each other so well, that we can live together for another eighty. Even with all the differences.”

Pad kissed RJ. He closed his eyes and felt RJ’s tongue enter his mouth as both their lips. “You must really be drunk tonight because you’ve been talking about us, and your emotions.”

“I can’t help it. Tonight, we can get married in any state in the country. Any state. And, I can’t wait to marry you. I just want you to know I never meant to hurt you. “

Pad felt tears seep slightly. “You’re going to make me cry. I know that was addiction. It took me awhile to realize that you weren’t rejecting me or telling me inadvertently I wasn’t worthy. And I’m glad I—we—went to counseling for it. Because those feelings I had were part of the old Pad. The insecure one. The one who always worried about being alone.”

“The one who feared being abandoned.”

Pad turned away. He didn’t want RJ to see the tears that formed.