What if? Chapter 3
Josh was up early to change and feed the boys before Randy got home from the graveyard shift. Both babies settled down to take a nap once their tummies were full.
Randy let himself into the kitchen door with the key Josh had given him.
"Looks like you have everything under control," he smiled.
"Everything but my heart," Josh responded.
"What can I do to help you out in that department?"
"If you're not too tired, could you come to bed and snuggle with me, till you go to sleep?" Josh pleaded.
Randy didn't need any arm-twisting, but he did request a few minutes to take a shower to rid his body of the antiseptic aroma of the hospital. Josh thought about offering to wash his back, but didn't want to appear too forward, and he was a little apprehensive about where it might lead if they were naked in close proximity.
When Randy came out of the bathroom wearing sleep shorts, he lifted the sheet and climbed into bed with Josh who was similarly attired. They cuddled together as Josh had wanted. Neither of them made a move to go any further, though each was aware of the hardwood they were both sporting, especially when they faced each other and kissed.
"This is awesome!" Josh murmured.
"It is, and being nearly naked in bed with you makes me think of other things I'd like to explore, like tasting every single part of your firm body, this part in particular," He grinned, gently caressing Josh's hardon through the cloth. "But, I don't want to do anything to distress you."
"I know you won't push me, but I'm still scared – not of you, but... This is gonna sound dumb. I'm really interested in getting to know you better, but I'm afraid I'll wake up and find that this is all just a wonderful dream. I mean, my ex promised to love me until `death do us part;' you know that didn't last long. What if you get tired of me when I can't carry through? I might go limp the minute we start to fool around."
"I have no fears about your ability to carry through. The erection you have now could pierce armor!"
"I know. I'm sorry to be so insecure," Josh said, the tears finally breaking through to the surface and splashing on Randy's chest.
"Is it because of what you told me happened on your honeymoon?"
"Yeah, I guess. I had hoped that there would be fireworks, but it was more like a fizzle. I tried to make the best of it, thinking that the sex I had with her was probably all there was." Josh said, shrugging his shoulders in a gesture of helplessness. "Then I saw an interview on the `net where that Christian rocker, Trey Pearson, expressed feeling almost exactly like I had. After he admitted he was gay, he realized that there was a lot more."
"I can empathize," Randy grinned. "Even though I always suspected there was more, I didn't really know what I was missing until I made out with you."
"Like I told you, when my ex got aggressive and tried to give me a blowjob, it struck me as being gross. However, I've watched several gay videos since, and it really turns me on!"
"Which part; giving or receiving?"
"Both. Eventually, I'd like to give you that pleasure, and receive your seed, and maybe you could do it to me if you don't think it's nasty. Right now, I'd just like to cuddle and see where that goes. Until today, I'd never even held a hot cock in my hand, other than my own, and I want to spend time doing that first."
"Please be my guest!" Randy grinned, as he guided Josh's hand back to his throbbing erection, and held his in return. "There's no hurry; let's explore all the stops along the way."
When Randy came home from the hospital the following morning, the boys were still wide awake and eager to see him. He spent time feeding Joey, and conversing with Josh. It was a sweet, domestic scene that both men enjoyed. While it didn't allow them a chance to snuggle, it did continue to cement their sense of connection.
By the time the boys were down for a nap, Randy could scarcely keep his eyes open. Josh suggested that he take a shower, and then let him administer a back-rub to help him relax. Randy fell asleep very quickly under the spell of Josh's magical hands. His whole body relaxed as if it were made of putty, and that brought joy to Josh, even though a part of his own body was far from limp!
One morning toward the end of the week, Josh made sure the babies were fed and down for a nap before Randy was due home. This time, he went with his desire and got in the shower with Randy.
Standing under the flow of warm water, totally naked and touching, their man-parts swelled to their full dimensions. They cleaned up pretty quickly, and headed for the bedroom to continue making out. Their kisses were gentle at first, but quickly escalated to passionate ones. Randy ended up on his back, with Josh on top of him. Randy opted for the passive position because he wanted Josh to feel like he was in control, and not trapped. He figured that might have been part of Jillian's mistake.
Josh had never made out with a guy in any definition of the term until recently; and having participated only in hand-jobs, Randy didn't really have experience either. Therefore, this intimate, full-body contact was quite intense for both.
As if making up for lost time, Josh began to put into practice techniques he'd seen in porn videos. After they'd kissed deeply for several minutes, Josh pulled down the sheet, moved to the foot of the bed, and licked his way up the insides of Randy's legs from ankle to crotch, alternating sides. The sensations made Randy shake with anticipation.
Pretty soon, they changed places, and Josh came to know, firsthand, the thrill he'd given Randy. Randy, however, continued further than Josh had, gently taking each of Josh's balls into his mouth, one at a time. He bathed and sucked them until his lover was about to explode. Then he backed off to prolong their pleasure.
They ended up in a more or less 69-position on their sides, gently stroking each other's cock. They were close enough to appreciate the sight and aroma of the other's crotch, but they didn't actually suck on those beautiful appendages, because Randy didn't want to spook Josh.
"I can't believe what I missed out on by growing up the way I did!" Josh panted as he felt himself edging toward the precipice. "What if I hadn't been raised by a family of right-wing crazies?"
"Then, I would have missed the opportunity of being your first, and sharing this moment with you," Randy smiled, as they continued to stroke one another lightly.
"Oh, God, I'm gonna cum!" Josh nearly screamed.
Randy inhaled a ragged breath, as he too reached the point of no return. Then the volleys began – thick ropes of white jizz blasted from their dicks onto each other's face, leaving long white trails.
They turned around to face one another and kissed, getting some of the jizz in their mouths in the process. After the initial, accidental, taste, and without any discussion, they licked up the rest, combining their loads as they sucked each other's tongue. Sharing their seed was several notches above what they'd done up to that point.
"I knew emotionally that I didn't want another woman ever again. Now I know it physically as well!" Josh sighed.
"You and me both! Are you okay with what we did?"
"Yup! It's like I've finally sampled the fruit of the tree in the midst of the Garden of Eden. I don't feel like I'm gonna die from it, but I certainly have a better idea of good and evil, and I pronounce this GOOD!"
"To carry on your analogy, since I sorta tempted you, does that make you Adam, and am I the serpent or Eve?"
"Neither! If I'm Adam, you're Steve. You know, as in `Adam and Steve' that some of the right-wingers are always saying wasn't God's plan."
"I'm glad you're relaxed about it and don't blame me for corrupting you."
"If there was any corrupting, it's like we did it to each other. However, to me, it's more like we've climbed to a new plateau together, hand in hand. We've become what we were intended to be. Tasting the fruit of your loins, I feel like I'm closer to being one flesh with you in a way I've never felt before with anyone."
"That's a beautiful way to put it! We've definitely bonded in a new way today."
"So, are you ready to move in with me for keeps?" Josh asked.
"My heart says yes, and my body agrees, but my head says perhaps we should take more time. What if we're thinking with our glands, and not with our heads? Now I'm the one putting the brakes on. Will you be willing to wait for me if I need more time?"
"Of course; I hope your heart wins. When is the lease up on your apartment?"
"In September."
"Okay, let's give it a try for the rest of the summer. If you're not convinced by August, you can renew your lease. Otherwise, I'd love you to stay."
The next couple of days, Randy pulled longer shifts because summer vacations reduced the number of staff available. He didn't mind helping out, but he felt he was cheating Josh by coming home too tired to do what they'd both loved. However, shifts like this were a hazard of the profession. Perhaps this would be a test of their ability to adjust as a couple.
Josh understood that Randy would be tired, and didn't push him toward intimacy. Instead of initiating foreplay when they cuddled, he spooned up behind Randy until he drifted off for much-needed sleep. Sometimes he massaged his back until he began to drift off, and then slipped out of bed to make sure he could keep the boys amused so they wouldn't disturb their papa.
After several days of this, Josh wasn't expecting what happened at the end of the week. He was straddling Randy while rubbing his back, when Randy turned over quickly, pulling him into a passionate kiss.
"Whoa, what brought this on; not that I'm complaining?"
"I'll tell you later. Right now, I have this guy who needs to know how much I love him," Randy grinned as he helped Josh remove his underwear.
Then he pulled Josh down on his body so that their stiffening members lay trapped side by side between them. Putting his hands on Josh's hips with his middle fingers tantalizingly close to the cleavage, Randy guided him in grinding their crotches together. Josh dug his toes into the mattress to aid in the horizontal dance of lust.
While humping together, they kissed deeply. Before long, they felt their impending climaxes rise to the limit. Having a several days' built-up of jizz in their loins, they soon flooded the tight space between their bodies.
Josh turned the other direction in the bed quickly so that they could slurp up the flood before it got on the bedding. Saving a load of laundry wasn't his main motive, however. He wanted to savor the offering while it was still warm.
After their quick cleanup, they snuggled in post-coital bliss.
"So," Josh grinned. "Do I get to know what inspired you?"
"So, we were short-handed tonight, but it was pretty quiet. I spent time at the nurses' station updating records after I'd made my first rounds. A new admission, a high school-aged kid, was in the room across the hall. He was staying overnight, so we could keep tabs on him, after suffering a slight concussion at football camp. When I had `tucked him in' earlier, he was horny as hell. His dick was tenting the sheet, despite the hospital gown that was tucked under his thighs and should have helped to hold it back a little."
"You could have given him a hand," Josh giggled.
"Nope! I had two reasons for not even thinking of taking advantage of him. One is that I could have lost my job if I got caught, but the second, and biggest, is that I'd be cheating on you."
"But, you're not committed to me."
"Maybe not on paper, but I am in my heart for sure."
"Awesome! I feel the same." Josh agreed, giving him a kiss.
"Wait, there's more to the story. I caught the boy's buddy trying to sneak into his room while I was busy at the computer. He appeared to be frightened at being discovered, but also seemed almost defiant about getting to his friend, though visiting hours were long past.
"So, I asked him why it was so urgent, as if I didn't already suspect. He said he had to make sure his best bud was okay, but the way he blushed, I figured he had something more in mind.
"Anyway, I told him I wouldn't disturb them for at least half an hour, and I'd hang a "quarantined" sign on the door so no one would come in without my permission.
"About 20 minutes later, he came out blushing profusely, but thanking me for understanding. He even hugged me, and I'm pretty sure I smelled sex on his breath. Although he said he'd be okay on his own, I insisted on calling security escort him to his car because we had a mugging incident in the parking ramp late at night last week.
"When I went to check on the patient, he was fast asleep with a small wet spot on the sheet over his crotch. There was a larger one on the gown, and I'm sure it wasn't the product of a wet dream."
"Gee Randy, you really are an angel of mercy, or maybe Cupid!"
"I do my best," he grinned, before turning over and immediately heading to dreamland.
Before they were totally conscious of it, the month of June was nearly over. During that whole time, they had lived together in Josh's house. Randy had spent very little time in his apartment, and his entire summer wardrobe was now housed in Josh's closet.
"So," Josh said, one of the times when they actually got to sleep together all night, "have you made up your mind to move in with me?"
"Yup, I was going to bring it up after we made out for a while! You probably knew the answer after our early morning frottage session. By now, I know for sure it's more than lust; I want to be with you, and share our love, our lives. We really fit well together. Plus, if I move this weekend, the manager will let me break the lease because he has someone who wants the apartment right away."
"Let's get on it tomorrow! You could save two month's rent."
"No, WE'D have that much extra in the bank for emergencies. I want to contribute more to our living expenses than I have been. We need to have an equal partnership."
"That's really cool! Um, does that mean you're leaning toward making this a more permanent arrangement eventually?"
"Definitely!
Since Randy had rented the apartment furnished, it didn't take very long to clear out the rest of his clothes and household items on Saturday afternoon. Part of the time while they worked, their sons were cocooned next to their chests. At one point, they laid the drowsy infants together on a blanket on the living room floor. The two looked so cute and innocent sleeping side by side, that Josh couldn't resist taking a picture of them with his phone.
When everything but the blanket with the two boys on it had been loaded up into their vehicles, and the kitchen floor had been mopped, Randy called the building manager to inspect the place.
Randy got his deposit back immediately, and the men transferred their sons to car carriers to head home. It would soon be time to make dinner.
The first thing Randy did, after dinner, was to email his brother, Warren, in California to let him know of his new address and status. In the process, he came out to him. He supposed he should have done it face to face, or by phone, but he really wanted to avoid the confrontation that he figured might result.
Randy didn't have to go back to work until late on Monday, so the two men decided to make the most of their time together by showering and crawling into bed naked, once their sons were asleep for the night. They made out for several minutes, and Randy assumed they might take their relationship to another level by maybe sucking each other to climax. However, he felt Josh tense up when he took his cock in his mouth.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to push," Randy apologized.
"I'm sorry to be such a wuss," Josh replied, on the verge of tears.
"You're not a wuss! I'm being insensitive by rushing things. I so want to feel you cum in my mouth!"
"And I want to as well, but I'm scared."
"What are you frightened of, my love? Perhaps you're over-thinking it. Can you just lie back and let it happen?"
"You're so sweet, and I appreciate that, but I'm gonna have to overcome my fears or lose you."
"Nope, like I said before, I'm not going anywhere."
"Yeah you are; I'm gonna take you around the world!" he said with renewed ardor.
As if to prove his resolve, Josh kissed his lover passionately. After he'd sucked Randy's tongue for several moments, he "attacked" his ears. From there, he went on to stimulate his nipples. Randy writhed in exquisite agony because they quite sensitive. He felt his body responding to Josh in ways it had never done before. Producing copious precum merely from nipple stimulation was a new experience.
When Josh paused, Randy figured that he might have reached his comfort limit, but Josh wasn't finished. He tongued Randy's navel for a bit, and then he licked his way southward to bathe Randy's balls. Having completed that labor of love, Josh swallowed his dripping phallus so deeply that he started to gag.
"Holy shit!" Randy exclaimed, as he nearly plunged over the edge. "Please stop so I can do you too!"
Josh backed off long enough for Randy to turn around into the 69-position. After that, both slowly, sensuously nursed each other until their quivering bodies lost control.
Their orgasms were so well synchronized that neither was sure which one had begun to cum first, if that mattered. There was no question, nor option, about swallowing. The flood of bodily fluids erupted so quickly and forcefully that it was an instinctual response.
There remained a bit of stickiness in their mouths to be shared as they kissed deeply.
"Um, you don't seem to suffer from performance anxiety after all," Randy snickered. "Sorry, I wasn't making fun of you," he said.
"I know; I'm not offended. I'm relieved that everything went okay. I think I'm cured! That was the best orgasm I've ever experienced! I didn't even know it could be that good!!! I know when I was a kid, it felt awesome for a few seconds, the first time I jacked off, but the guilt imposed by my church's view of self-pleasure nipped that joy in the bud."
"I sense that there's no guilt now," Randy observed.
"None whatsoever! I know what I am, who I am, and whom I love. I firmly believe that God loves me just the same."
Randy agreed. Josh's attitude helped him forget about the fact that Warren hadn't responded to his email.
Author's notes: WOW! I had a lot of responses this time. They include: Walt Sz, Thomas M, Chandra B, GC D, Tony C, Tom S, Matthew R, Jim M, Bill T, Dan B, Charles G, John L, Craig S, Mendy D, Vern, Ott H, Rick S, Steve C, Paul F, JCH, Bill R, Jeremy R, Robert L, Ryan H, Max P, Al B, Skip M, Steen J, Bill K, Tom A, Joe W, Gordon M, Derrick M, JLF, Randy McM, Joe H, JW, Dave B, Jon B, Frank K, Zero M, Jim W, Bill DeW, Owen L, and Paul R.
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