Seb’s parents had gone back home a few days ago, and it was just him and Joe in the house now. He wasn’t complaining, though, as they’d been filling their time lying together in bed, sharing kisses and touches and getting to know each other. They hadn’t taken it any further than that. Joe seemed reluctant to get more physical, and Seb was growing a little frustrated. He wasn’t made of glass!
He was also going a little stir-crazy if he was honest. Joe had helped him out into the garden to sit, and he was getting better on his single crutch, but he was just getting a bit bored. They were sitting out in the garden when Joe spoke up.
“How do you fancy getting out of the house for a while? We could take a drive or go somewhere for lunch. What do you say?”
“Yes, oh my God, yes,” Seb almost shouted with relief. “I’m so desperate to get out of the house. Not that I mind being here with you, but I’m going a bit mad.” Seb felt embarrassed that he seemed so eager.
Joe laughed at him. “You only needed to say, Seb. Anything to make you happy.” His smile spoke volumes, and Seb knew that this was the right thing. Joe was the right thing.
“Come here,” he said, and Joe moved towards him. Seb pulled him down to meet his lips. “I like being able to do this with you. This, right here, makes me happy.” He kissed him again, his hands running under Joe’s shirt. His firm muscles jumped beneath his hands, and Joe pulled away, laughing.
“Sorry, just a little ticklish.” Joe dipped his head. “Try again. I promise I won’t laugh this time.”
They kissed again, and Seb moved his hands beneath his shirt, but this time, he used a firmer touch. Joe moaned, and the sound shot straight to Seb’s cock.
“Fuck,” he murmured. “No rush to go out, is there? Take me back to bed, Joe. Please.”
Joe looked him in the eye. “Are you sure? I was trying not to rush you, but fuck if I don’t want you. It’s been hell keeping my hands off you.”
“Then don’t,” replied Seb. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Joe shocked him by lifting him into his arms, and he wrapped his legs around his waist, his arms around his neck. Fuck, Joe was strong. He hadn’t even faltered. They moved into the lounge, and Joe put him gently on his back on the sofa. He lay on top of him, braced on his forearms on either side of Seb’s head.
Joe caressed his lips with his own; soft, gentle kisses that drove Seb mad with desire. He gripped Joe’s head, not wanting to wait any longer and pulled him down for a hard kiss. Their lips parted, and Seb slipped his tongue inside, licking and suckling Joe’s. Seb let his thighs drop open, and Joe fell between them, his cock brushing deliciously against Seb’s own hard length. They moaned in tandem, and Seb released Joe’s head, desperate to feel his skin again.
“Take this off.” He tried to get Joe’s shirt off, but Joe shrugged him off.
He smirked at him and sat back on his heels to remove it. Seb feasted his eyes on Joe’s broad shoulders, flat stomach, and narrow waist, and he ran his hands up Joe’s body.
“Wow, you’re amazing. Help with mine, please?” Seb asked Joe. He was getting better at doing things with one arm, but removing his shirt whilst in this position was a little tricky. Joe eased him out of his T-shirt and looked at him. He caressed his skin, trailing his fingers along his body.
“So fucking smooth, and I love this.” Joe touched the trail of dark hair leading from his stomach down into his sweatpants.
Seb was beside himself with desire now, and Joe laughed at him as he tried desperately to push his pants down his legs.
“I want these off too. Help me, Joe, please. I need to feel your skin on mine.” He knew he sounded like a whiny kid, but he needed to feel Joe’s hard body against his.
Joe moved off Seb and helped him undress, leaving him just in his boxers.
“These?” Joe looked at him, a question in his voice, his fingers hooked into the waistband.
“Everything. You too.”
Joe finished undressing them both, and Seb looked at his naked form. He was built like a fucking god. His hair had grown a little longer, and he’d taken to not shaving every day. The rugged, sexy-as-fuck look was working for him. Seb’s gaze moved down his body, past his abdomen to his cock.
It was glorious, uncut and his foreskin was pulled back, the purple head straining and leaking precum, dripping off the end onto Seb’s stomach. He dipped his finger into it and licked, slowly sucking the digit into his mouth.
Joe’s eyes rolled back into his head. “So fucking sexy.”
He moved over Seb again and kissed him, nipping and biting at his lips, then licking them to soothe away the sting.
Joe settled between Seb’s thighs again, and the taut head of his cock brushed against Seb’s. With his good hand, Seb reached between and grasped him.
“Fucking hell, you feel so good.” Seb went back to kissing Joe, stroking the velvet skin of his cock in his hand, the foreskin moving back and forth as he pumped the hardness beneath. He was dizzy with want, breathless from the kissing. He’d never felt such need, not even with Daniel. It had never been like this.
Joe gripped Seb’s cock in his hand and then wrapped his hand around them both, his larger hand enveloping Seb’s as he stroked them together. The drag of the head of Joe’s cock against his was almost more than Seb could bear. He could feel his orgasm building, but it was too soon. He wanted to last longer than this.
“Stop, stop.” Seb moved his hand away, shaking his head. Joe looked at him, confusion written all over his face.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“God, no. I was going to come, and I didn’t want to, not so soon anyway.” Seb gave a small laugh, then took a deep breath. “Fuck it.” He desperately wanted to come. He gripped Joe’s cock tighter and then started stroking them both with renewed vigour.
Joe caught on and gripped them both again in his strong hands, pumping their shafts together, their kisses becoming sloppy, more frantic.
Seb’s breath hitched as his orgasm built, his toes curling. He could feel his balls tightening, a sure sign that he was about to blow.
“Oh my God, Joe. I’m going to come.” He let out a strangled sound, closing his eyes to savour the sensation, and his release hit him hard, his come spilling over Joe’s fist. Moments later, Joe, too, groaned, and his creamy spunk mingled with Seb’s on his stomach.
“Fuck, fuck. That was…” Joe was breathing deeply, his eyes closed in ecstasy, his head thrown back. Seb opened his eyes and could honestly say he’d never seen anything so beautiful in his life. He still held their softening cocks in his hand and gently released them, Seb’s resting on his thigh, Joe’s hanging between his legs. Even soft, it was gorgeous, and he couldn’t wait to have it in his mouth.
“I know, right? Worth waiting for, that’s for sure,” Seb said as Joe leaned down for another kiss, cementing them together with their combined releases.
“Definitely worth waiting for and most definitely worth repeating. If we don’t move now, though, we’ll be stuck like this forever.” Joe’s smile was smug as he ran a finger through their mess and licked it. Seb moaned again.
“I can think of worse things.” Seb kissed him again. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of Joe’s kisses, so sweet, tasting of coffee and mints and something inherently Joe. Addicting and so good.
Joe lifted off him and used his T-shirt to wipe the drying come from Seb’s stomach. “Let’s shower and then we can go out for lunch. What do you say?”
“Sounds good, but separate showers. Otherwise, we’ll never leave the house. You’ll need to help me with my plastic bags, though.” Seb needed to keep his casts dry. Hopefully, he could get them removed soon.
“OK, I’m starving now, though, so hurry up!” Joe smacked him on the arse as he got them both to standing. “We could have been eating now if you hadn’t waylaid me.”
“Hey, that hurt. Didn’t hear you complaining before,” he said over his shoulder. The sting from Joe’s light slap had his cock taking notice again.
“No, and you won’t either. I can’t wait to repeat that.” Joe kissed him again, then helped him upstairs to the shower.
An hour later, they were both sitting in a local pub, drinks in front of them and their food already ordered.
Joe held Seb’s hand across the table, and he sighed. Despite his injuries, Seb hadn’t been this happy in a long time. His stalker was no more, literally, and Joe was here with him. Their earlier lovemaking was fresh in his mind and, as he thought about it, he felt himself starting to blush. He wasn’t new to sex, but with Joe, it had somehow felt more real.
“What’s got you blushing, Seb?” Joe asked, a twinkle in his eye.
“I don’t think I need to tell you what I’m thinking about.” Seb blushed even more if that were possible and squeezed his hand. Joe leaned across the table and kissed him lightly.
“Just wait until later. I’ll make you blush even more.”
A cough beside them announced the arrival of their food, and they sat back in their chairs as the server placed the plates in front of them.
“Enjoy,” the waitress said.
“Don’t worry; I intend to.” The lust dripping from Joe’s words was unmistakable, and Seb blushed again. What this guy did to him…. He didn’t think he’d ever felt this way about anyone before.
They finished their meals, hastily declining dessert. Joe paid, then helped Seb out of the pub. The promise of ‘dessert’ at home had them rushing to the car.
“Hi, Joe.” Seb looked around to see who’d greeted Joe and cringed when he saw Clare. Fuck, just what they needed. Seb was in no mood to answer the questions that would inevitably follow when she saw his casts.
“Oh my God, Seb. What happened?” she asked, noticeably concerned. Clare wasn’t on her own, but was with another man, who he presumed was Neil.
“I was in a car accident a couple of weeks ago. A few broken bones, but I’m good now, thanks.” He stepped closer to Joe as he supported him around his waist.
He wasn’t sure what else to say, and the discomfort between the four of them was noticeable.
Clare spoke first. “I’m really sorry for what I put you guys through. It was wrong of me, but I’m so glad you were able to work it out and got back together again.” She looked between him and Joe. “You look happy, Joe. Happier than I’ve seen you in a long time, and you were right. The marriage wouldn’t have worked, so I suppose I should thank you for being adult enough to call it off. Now we can all be happy.”
She reached for Neil’s hand. “We both thank you, actually. I didn’t realise how unhappy we’d made each other until it was over.”
Seb was shocked when Neil spoke. “I suppose I should apologise to you, Joe. We never meant for it to happen. You’re a good guy, and I know we made the last few months miserable for you. I hope one day you’ll forgive us.”
Clare moved in and hugged them both. “I do hope we can be friends. We spent a long time together, Joe, and I’d hate to think we couldn’t be because of what I did, what we did.”
Seb had to admit that she did look guilty and genuinely upset.
“Goodbye, Joe, Seb.” She turned away and Neil led her to his car.
“Well, that was unexpected,” Joe said as he looked over at Seb as they walked towards the car, their former haste forgotten.
“Yeah, but it seems she’s got over it now and is happy enough.”
Joe turned to look at Seb. “Are you happy?” Joe reached for Seb’s hand.
He smiled at his man. “More than you know, Joe.”