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"Whatever."
"Whatever? What does that mean?"JC asked, craning his neck to look at Nick.
"I'm gonna call in the radio stations and do interviews... maybe stop by Much tomorrow or later today or some
shit like that..."Nick said as he caressed JC's stomach through the thin tee shirt he was wearing. He could
feel JC react against him and he smiled lazily.
"You didn't schedule anything?"
Nick's hand lowered down to JC's groin where he felt his lover very hard. "I scheduled time to make love to
my boyfriend. To fuck my boyfriend, and if he's lucky, let my boyfriend fuck and or make love to me."He
squeezed JC's cock, eliciting a sharp cry from him. "A few times."
"Oh god Nicky..."
"Oh yeah."Nick interrupted, licking and sucking at JC's neck. "It's been a while since I've gotten any head,
so I might go for some of that too. THAT is what I've scheduled for today and tomorrow. Everything else is as
time permits."
JC was about to reply when he felt the buttons on his jeans release and Nick's hand slip inside. Goose
bumps covered his skin as Nick's hand found his erection and grasped it tightly, reacquainting itself with him.
His hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting himself further into Nick's fist. Their mouths met in a steamy kiss,
filling the air with sounds of hungry sucking and faint moaning.
Nick continued to pump JC's shaft until he could feel him just about to cum, stopping entirely and
withdrawing his hand from his jeans. That garnered a cry of disappointment from his lover and Nick soothed
him, pushing him to sit up straight. Doing so, he climbed out from behind JC and stood up, extending his
hand for JC to take.
There was a familiar gleam in Nick's eyes and JC shivered understanding what was about to happen. Silently,
they walked towards Lance's bedroom and Nick checked the time, almost noon. Once they reached the
spacious room, they slowly undressed one another, lovingly caressing each other's skin, making a memory to
last them until the next time they would be afforded this time together. Time was taken to kiss and whisper
words of love and commitment to one another, their bond only reaffirmed by the emotion passing between
them.
When neither could hold on any longer, Nick lay JC back onto the bed and hovered over him, worshiping
every inch of his body like he'd dreamed of since he learned of the trip to Toronto. It was what got him
through the nights, waiting to be reunited with his lover once again.
Pleas were made to hurry but promises were given that it would be worth the wait. Their breathing was
laboured and finally Nick couldn't hold off any longer and he settled himself over JC, linking their hands
together over his head. With a gentle push Nick found himself sheathed tightly inside of JC, their bodies
meshing together like they were created for just that purpose. Golden brown skin, tanned as though the sun
itself kissed it began to move rhythmically against creamy white skin, a thin layer of sweat forming proof of
their exertion. Muscles flexed and relaxed and two sets of crystal blue eyes were firmly locked on one
another, bringing them towards the release they both could feel building.
With a kiss, Nick pulled one hand away from JC's and slid it in between them, stroking him in time with his
thrusts, making sure to hit the spot he knew that drove his lover wild. They had plenty of time for rough and
playful, the first time was always slow and beautiful. An expression of their love.
JC came first, tears in his eyes and Nick's name gasped from his lips, which were dry. Nick leaned down,
covering JC's mouth with his own and swallowed the cry, speeding his movements up slightly to bring himself
over the edge as well. It only took a few more pushes before he could feel his body releasing all the pent up
sexual frustration deep inside of JC's body.
"I love you." Nick whispered as he pulled out of JC, feeling the emptiness instantly. He could tell JC felt the
same way as he was instantly pulled against his lover, their bodies entwined tightly.
"I love you more."Was the reply against his chest. Both men breathed deeply, letting the reality of the
moment catch up with them. Up until this point it had been surreal and they both harboured fears that it was
just an elaborate dream they were going to wake from at any minute. But it wasn't and now that they were
sure of that, they allowed themselves to relax into the moment.
The next time Nick opened his eyes he looked over at the clock and saw it was after 4. Sighing, he reached
over to his cell phone that had been placed on the nightstand and turned it on, waiting for it to be ready.
When he saw it flash OK, he scrolled down through his phone book until he found the number he was
looking for, clicking send. It rang and he shifted, pulling JC tighter.
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