My Gothic Boyfriend XVIII

This chapter is NSFW.

Even before we left the party, I was tempted to step outside to call my grandfather. I hadn’t told Raymond how I knew about the Midnight Rose Entertainment Company, and I certainly wasn’t going to do so. I’d almost not said that I knew anything about it at all, but with Ms. Anderson laying into him about the money, I had to assure her that the job was legitimate– at least, insofar as he understood it. The problem was, if I called my grandfather, Justin would probably come looking for me and overhear the conversation, and I didn’t want to worry him.

So I stayed by Justin’s side while we were at his aunt’s house. We had root beer floats, played with the robotic dragon, and played a couple video games with Raymond. When it was almost time to go, Justin found a safe spot for his lock box on a high shelf in his closet. He put a little of the money from it into his wallet, placed one of the keys on his key-chain, and let his mother hold onto the other one for now. His aunt put the leftover spaghetti and meatballs into some plastic containers for him, and also gave him some foil-wrapped garlic bread, some of the cake, and one of the bottles of root beer to take back to my place.

Raymond walked us out to the car, and Justin gave him several more hugs before getting into the passenger seat.

“So we’ll meet for lunch tomorrow, right?” Raymond asked.

Justin nodded eagerly. Raymond had gotten leave to be in town for about a week in order to spend time with his son. Mr. Rosenthal held family in very high regard, and would have given Raymond a whole month of paid family leave if it wouldn’t have aroused suspicions. Justin’s dad liked seeing that I was a good friend to his son, so I was invited to tag along as they went shopping, took in a movie, and had meals together. He even wanted to take Justin to his doctor’s appointment on Monday.

For the rest of that night, though, it would be just me and Justin together. Once we’d said our last good-byes, I drove down the street, and he put his new CD into the car stereo. After a few turns, he noticed that I was heading towards the store instead of going straight to my place.

“What do we need?” he asked excitedly.

I tried not to blush as I replied, “Do you still want to make love to me later?”

He took my hand and leaned in as close as he safely could. “As many times as you want me to,” he said, making his voice low and sensual.

I grinned, but kept my eyes on the road. “I’m glad to hear that, Little Moon.” I squeezed his hand gently before moving it back to the steering wheel. “We’ll need a thing or two, though. I don’t usually keep supplies on hand unless I know there’s a chance of needing them.”

“You mean condoms?” Justin asked me.

I parked the car and turn to smile at him. “I was actually thinking about lube, but it’s good that you brought this up. I would never say ‘no’ to either of us using a condom, my love, but since we’ve both been tested recently, and everything came back clear, I’m also okay with not using them.”

Justin thought for a moment, his expression showing that he was thinking a great many things. “So… I only do that when I’m in a committed relationship. I should have brought it up earlier, but I knew we were clean, and you were so hungry for me.”

I turned and took his hands, looking straight into his eyes. “Beloved prince, if you have any doubts that I am committed entirely to you, let me shed them now. I am in love with you. My life changed the moment you said you were falling in love with me, and my heart feels like it has grown a thousand-fold. I want to be with you for as long as you will have me.”

His smile brightened. He grabbed my shoulders to pull me in for a long, needy kiss. “I love you, too,” he gasped when he needed air. “And I want to be fully committed to you.”

I smiled and caressed his cheeks. “You know just what to say to make me happy, don’t you?”

“I might,” he chuckled, and he laid his hand on mine and kissed my palm. “Now let’s get some lube. and some blueberries. Oh, and maybe a movie!”

Justin hopped out of the car, his excitement evident as I followed him to the store.

About an hour later, we were back at my place and had gotten everything put away. Justin wanted another shower, but it turned out to be more of an excuse to get me out of my clothes than anything else. Once we were clean and in our robes, Justin put on the DVD he’d gotten, which was an anime about vampires. He’d gotten a slice of blueberry cheesecake at the store, and I brought him that along some fresh blueberries. Then I sat down with him and snacked on my own bowl of green tea ice cream.

We were less than half-way through the movie when Justin’s interests turned from eating to kissing me. He whispered sweet praises to me in between kisses, and I soon shared my own compliments for him. He slid a hand into my robe to caress my chest, and I massaged his shoulders.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve gotten hard just from kissing you in the past couple weeks?” he asked me, his voice soft and breathless.

“I have no idea,” I admitted in between laying kisses down his neck. “Is it more or less than forty-two?”

“Uuuummmm…” He sounded like he was trying not to break into laughter, but rather stay focused on kissing. “Probably a lot more. We make out at least three times a day, don’t we?”

“Usually,” I agreed, pulling the robe off one shoulder to kiss his soft, pale skin. “But you were very good at keeping your erections secret before today.”

“Yeah…” His voice was shaking; he was excited, but probably a little nervous.

I got up from the chair, lifting him in my arms, and carried him over to the bed, where I laid him down tenderly. He looked so small, watching me with those doe-like eyes and waiting for what I would do next. I sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to untie the sash holding his robe shut, then pushed the silk off to either side. He hadn’t put anything on under his robe, leaving his erection exposed for me.

“You’re so beautiful,” I told him as I stared at his body in wonder. Then I looked back up to meet his eyes. “Little Moon… I want to thank you… For being patient with me. And for being brave enough to tell me you were falling in love. And for finding the strength to get stronger even when everything seemed to be going wrong.”

“You made it easier,” he replied. “I don’t know if I could have gotten this far without you, Blackthorne.”

I smiled and kissed down his chest and belly. He giggled as my long hair tickled his skin, then pushed it back so he could watch me kiss even further down. He smelled of my soap, my cologne… of me. But also of musk; he was excited again, and between his scent and my memories of earlier that day, my own excitement grew. I was tempted to lie down and pull him onto my face again– him being small enough for me to put him where I wanted him was unexpectedly arousing– but he looked so sweet lying there and letting me kiss him and massage his legs.

“Loving you is the greatest thing I could have done with my life, my prince.” I breathed deeply of the musk between his legs before drawing my tongue around the delicate skin of his balls, grinning at the way it made him tremble. “In all the ways I have loved you, I have never regretted or begrudged being there for you. And I never will.”

“You say the sweetest things,” Justin whispered. It was hard for him to talk with the way I was licking further down. “I don’t know what to say that would be as beautiful as the way you talk to me.”

I pushed his thighs open gently, then kissed the soft creases between them before sitting up a little. “I don’t need fancy words, Little Moon. I just want to know that you love me, and to hear you cry my name when I make you feel good.”

“I– I can do that,” he murmured.

That made me grin. “I look forward to it,” I said before lowering my face back down between his legs. I cupped his backside and lifted his hips a little so that I could lick and kiss even further down. He gasped and moaned as I went down, then yelped when I nibbled just a little on a fleshy expanse I found.

“Blackthorne, what are you doing down there?”

I peeked up at him. “I know you’ve had things like this done to you,” I told him. “Am I being gentle enough?”

He nodded.” Yeah, but if you keep doing that, I’m going to cum, and it’ll probably get all over your face and hair.”

“Will it?” I moved up a little higher to kiss his belly. “You keep talking about that… maybe I should let you.”

“Blackthorne…” he whispered. His belly expanded and contracted rapidly as I kissed back down to between his thighs. “If I do that, I’ll be too tired to make love to you tonight.”

“Not if we get creative,” I teased. “I could have you make love to me, and when you’re about to cum, pull out and spray it on my face.”

Justin flushed and averted his eyes. “I– ah, Blackthorne, I, uummm… I don’t think I have the self-control for that yet.”

“Did Killian ever let you cum on his face?” I teased

“Blackthorne!” He turned even redder.

“It’s okay, nice boys don’t kiss and tell.”

“I was very gentle with him,” Justin told me. “He was a complete virgin, remember?”

“I do. I’m really happy you were so good to him… and that we don’t have to avoid mentioning him.”

Justin nodded. He’d come to terms with the fact that their relationship hadn’t had a clean ending; there was nothing he could do to change it, short of going back to Portland, so he focused instead on the present and getting stronger. We weren’t comparing our relationship to prior ones, but sharing experiences and talking opening about our sexuality.

“Should I be gentle with you?” he asked. “Then again, you liked it when I scratched your back and pulled your hair.”

“I like all the ways you touch me, Little Moon.” I caressed his belly and thighs, loving his soft skin and his eagerness. “And I love touching you.”

I lowered my head to kiss around the base of his erection, then up the solid shaft. Justin gasped and twitched, his body very sensitive to my touch. As I neared the tip, I could already smell the earthy musk of his precum.

“Look how wet you are,” I murmured, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the glistening head. “We almost don’t need lube to get this inside me.”

Justin shuddered as I licked circles around it and sucked the thick fluid out of the slit. He moaned louder as my lips started to slide down around him, then grabbed a fistful of my hair.

“Wait,” he gasped. “If you’re going to suck mine again, I want to taste yours, too.”

I raised my head and gave him a lascivious grin. “You want me in your mouth?”

“Yeah,” he said. “And take your robe off.”

“Oh, you want everything off, do you?”

I sat up and got off the bed. Justin slid his robe off and handed it to me. When I went to hang it up, I also turned on my stereo and connected it with my phone via Bluetooth. I put on the playlist Justin had helped me build and gave him a knowing grin.

“Take it off,” he said again.

About Legends of Lorata

Eleanor Willow is the author of the high fantasy series Legends of Lorata, which takes place on a medieval-style world filled with elves, dragons, and faeries. There is also a fourth race, one that is rare and magical: the angelic Starr. Lorata is a distant planet watched over by four deities: good, evil, elemental, and celestial-- and there are plenty of legends about them all! One of the most important ones is the prophecy of Jenh's champion, Loracaz, who is promised to return to the realm whenever evil threatens to take hold. There are currently three books completed, and the first one can be read online. Book four is currently being written, and a fifth will most likely be in the future.
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