Chapter 152: I Want to Get Married

Justin used a few minutes, and Donald crawled back in with me, pulling me into his arms. We had been so busy the last few weeks that we never really had downtime. Even though, technically, we are supposed to be packing for Australia, right before I was about to drift off…

“I need to ask you something,” he said. I turned to face him, waking fully; his tone sounded serious.

“What is it?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his back and pulling close so that our foreheads were touching.

“I want to get married,” he said. I knew eventually we would make a commitment like that, but I hadn’t thought too much about it.

“I want to get married, but I don’t know how to marry both of you. I want us to have children when the time comes and to be the whole family we’ve always dreamed of, and I know that is also your dream. So how do we do that?”

I took a moment to think about it while tracing a circle on his back. I really hadn’t thought about the way we would go about doing it, how we could protect both Amelia and our children.

“I wish I could answer you right now, but we need to talk to Amelia. I don’t care if you marry me or her, to be honest, as long as you are both in my house, in my bed, and we are a family here. That legal stuff doesn’t matter. Regardless of the situation, you will both be in my will, and whatever children we decide to have, there is no favoring one over another. It’s just legal formalities; what matters is what actually happened here.” I placed a hand over his chest.

He sighed before softly bringing his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tighter against me. He broke the kiss before it got too deep, and I groaned. He chuckled but shifted so that he was on top of me.

“You know, if you would have asked me a year ago, or even six months ago, that I would ever date a man, I would have laughed. It’s amazing how love works,” he said, falling astraddle me. His dick was growing hard against my stomach, and I wanted him so bad. I heard him in the shower with Amelia this morning, but I knew from how quick it was, he was far from satiated.

“I feel the same way. I have been around same-sex relationships for most of my life, and to be honest, I have thought about it but never really too seriously. I guess I just need the right person.” I ran a finger down his bare chest, stopping at the waistband of his boxers.

“Maybe you should take this off,” I whispered. He hesitated, shifting to take them off, and then taking mine off until we were both naked. We hadn’t been one-on-one in a while. I haven’t had one-on-one time with Amelia in a while either. Not that there’s something about the one-on-one time that you don’t get when it’s all three of us.

I am coming. I love it when we are all together, but there is…

“Fuck, baby,” he whispered against my lips.

“I need you inside me.” I leaned into his mouth. Fuck the foreplay; I ached to have him. He groaned, what seemed like his approval, before turning me over. His body heat left me as he went shuffling to the nightstand for lubricant.

“Tuck, I think we are out,” he said frantically.

We might be; I haven’t bought any since the first time, but I got a lot of it. He got off and I heard him rush into the bathroom. He came back and climbed onto the bed. I felt a cool drop of what I thought was oil on my ass, and I arched back, opening up for him. He added some more and massaged it into my ass with his fingers.

“This will do as the lube,” he whispered, kissing my back and then up to my neck. I arched into him, letting him know I was ready, and he pushed into me slowly. I felt the difference in the less lubricant, but I was so desperate and it wasn’t even a big deal. I felt the urge to cum immediately, but I pushed it off. I pushed back into him as he thrust in again, picking up the pace as I adjusted to his girth.

“Oh my goodness, you are so tight,” he groaned, pounding relentlessly into me. The slight twinge of pain with the overwhelming sensation had me making sounds I usually hear coming from Amelia—

“That is it, baby. Let me hear how good this makes you feel,” he muttered into my ear, pounding into me even harder. I loved the strength he had and that he let me feel it all.

“I am going to cum!” I cried out, reaching down to grab my painfully hard dick. He turned me so that we were on our sides, and he reached around and covered my hand in his and moved it up and down my length, slowing his thrust. The sensation to cum faded a little by the change in speed, and I knew he did it on purpose.

“Not yet,” he groaned into my neck, slowly burying himself deep and pulling back out. He stayed at this pace, torturing me with pleasure as he stroked my dick and took my ass. I groaned out, reaching around and grabbed his hair and pulling on it. He hissed, latching his lips to my neck and sucking on the skin, and that was all it took as I fell over the edge, my sperm shooting out all over the bed and his hand. He moaned, whispering words of praise into my ear as he pounded into me harder, keeping a tight grip on my dick that was still leaking. He pulled out slowly and rolled me to my back, and I was still panting hard. He took my dick in his mouth and sucked me until I was rock hard again.

“Fuck,” I groaned out, pumping my hip up into his mouth. I fisted his hair as I pushed my dick to the back of his throat. He was getting better at not gagging, and it was fucking hot. He released my dick with a pop and looked up at me. I knew what he wanted without him even asking. I pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top of him. I kissed him as I grabbed the oil and popped it open. I pulled back and draped his legs over my thighs so that his ass was lifted to the perfect angle. I poured the oil onto his hole and massaged it in and pushed two fingers inside him.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned, lifting his hips even more into my fingers. Watching him fuck himself onto my fingers was so erotic that it was hard to keep my composure.

“Fuck me,” he whispered after he worked himself to a panting mess. I removed my fingers and replaced them with the head of my dick. I pushed in deep, and we groaned out together. I leaned down and kissed him, bringing his knees wide as I laid in between them. He grabbed me hard as I picked up speed until he was crying out into my mouth.

“Cum for me,” I whispered against his mouth, and he exploded at my words, coating both our chests.

“I fucking love you,” I whispered into his mouth. He smiled weakly in response as I continued to move slowly inside him.

“I fucking love you too,” he said, and immediately, I felt my release flow over me, and I came inside him.