Chapter Thirty-Nine

Andy

It was late by the time Leo and I were finally able to head to our bed. In our house. That sounded crazy, yet perfect. Our house . Okay, sure, it was technically my dads' guesthouse, but we were going to be living in it. We'd be the ones doing the cooking, cleaning, and laundry. Now that I thought about it, Dad was probably going to be the one doing most of the cooking, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that Leo had just walked out of the bathroom dressed in a shirt with a giant yellow rubber duck on it and matching pajama pants. His face was clean of any makeup, and the smile that tugged at his mouth had me breaking into a grin.

"You look cute," I said as Leo climbed up onto the bed next to me. This thing was comfortable, like lying on a cloud.

He sat with his legs crossed in front of him. "While I appreciate you saying that, I need to talk to you."

"Uh, okay."

My stomach dropped. Was all this just a rebound thing for him? Was he about to tell me that he had changed his mind and wasn't going to live here with me? I reached for his hands.

"Is everything all right, Ricky? Did I do something wrong? I know I was kind of quiet most of the night, but I'm just tired." Maybe.

Leo hummed softly. "You want to talk to me and tell me what's really going on? I know that the stuff with your mother must be bringing you down."

"I don't want to burden you."

"That's too bad because I want to carry that burden."

I sighed and tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. "Leo, I just... Can't we just go to sleep and talk about it in the morning?"

"Nope." He climbed from the bed and placed his hands on his hips. "You're hiding something from me. I need to know what it is."

"I'm not!" I exclaimed, then grimaced when Leo's eyes went wide. "I just... I hate her. She's a terrible, horrible woman, and she's doing this to blackmail me. She thinks that I'll cave to her demands. Give her more money, let her back into my life, but I'm not stupid. I know my mother is using the money for booze, drugs, or God knows what else. I wish she would just die. I wished for that when I was a kid. That she would overdose and leave me alone. Hoping that maybe a nicer, caring family would take me in." Tears stung the back of my eyes.

Leo scrambled up onto my lap. "Andy, baby, you have every right to hate her. She might have carried you for nine months, but that doesn't make her your mother." He dragged his thumbs over my cheeks to collect the tears. "Is that why you've been so off? Because you're worried about her next move?"

"I know I shouldn't let her get to me, but I'm scared." I sniffed softly before I buried my face into his neck. "Baby, I need you."

Leo wrapped his arms around me. "You have me. I promise I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, Andy. No chance of getting rid of me this time."

"I love you." I kissed my way up to his mouth, my lips leaving wet marks against his soft, pale skin. "I love you so much, and I promise that I will never, ever hurt you again. I'm going to make it up to you for the rest of our lives."

Leo's eyes shimmered with tears before he crushed his lips against mine and tangled his fingers in my hair. His body trembled against mine as our tongues slicked together, and I captured all the soft little moans he released. He tasted like forever and a future I had almost given up on. He tasted like mine.

"I love you, too," Leo whispered when he pulled back, lips swollen, and his blue eyes hooded with lust. Then his lip were on mine again, and I forgot about everything but him.

Leo and his soft, smooth skin. The scent of him, sweet and enticing, the feel of his small, lean frame pressed against mine. The whimpers and groans that escaped his throat. I wanted to taste every inch of Leo's body. Run my palms over his body and memorize every single inch of him again. So that the next time we were apart, all I had to do was close my eyes and I could see him before me.

I tugged on the shirt Leo wore, and when he pulled away, I nearly ripped it from his body. Goosebumps pebbled over his skin, and his nipples grew into hard peaks.

"Beautiful." I murmured as my fingers found their way to his bottoms.

Leo leaned back onto the bed and let me slide them down his legs. His hard cock begged me for me to touch it. Wrap my mouth around the red, engorged head and suck him down until I gagged. Until I was choking and gasping for air. But instead, I dragged my finger over the tip to collect the sticky precum and then I sucked it into my mouth. Leo's pupils dilated so big that they nearly covered up the baby blue, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip.

I leaned forward and trailed my tongue over his neck, down to his shoulders and nipples, taking time to suck, nip, and lick each one. My fingers glided over Leo's hips as I tongued his bellybutton piercing, and just as I got to his groin, pressing kisses against the soft skin with no traces of hair, Leo stopped me.

"Wait, wait, hon, I just..." He stared at me longing. "Take off your clothes. I want to feel your skin against mine."

I stumbled off the bed to remove clothes, only for Leo to follow me. He dropped to his knees, wrapped a hand around my hard length, then swallowed me down to the root.

"Jesus Christ!" I shouted. "Leo, baby, you need to slow down."

He raised his gaze to mine, his lips stretched around my girth. But he didn't stop. Instead, he gripped my thighs, urging me to move. To use him for my own pleasure. Heat and electricity ripped up my spine as I canted my hips. My cock slipped deeper into Leo's hot throat. I threw my head back, and my fingers found their way into his hair. I pulled and tugged on the soft strands as Leo continued to give me the best blowjob of my life. Tears streamed down his cheeks, his eyes glossy and wild. When that familiar feeling of bliss began to simmer inside my stomach, I tried to pull back, only Leo to hold me tighter.

"I'm going to come," I warned, and when he hummed, I let go.

I gritted my teeth as I came, my climax flooding Leo's mouth and throat. But he never stopped. He took it all, and when my flaccid cock slipped from his mouth, he climbed to his feet, pressed his mouth again mine, and fed me my own cum. Briny and thick, I took it from him, sucking on Leo's tongue and licking along the curves of his lips to collect and taste it all.

Leo groaned when we pulled apart. "That was so hot."

"We're not done yet, Ricky," I said. "Get on the bed."

"You don't have to—"

"I want to."

Leo nodded. "Okay. Yes, please."

His cheeks burned pink as I helped him back onto the bed and sank between his legs. He grabbed his legs, pulled them against his chest, and exposed himself to me.

"Fuck, that's a gorgeous sight." I groaned. His pink, tight hole was right there. Waiting for me.

Leo didn't hold back the whimper when I licked across his backside. He moaned my name when I began to fuck him with my tongue, spearing it inside of him over and over. I reached up to grip his dripping cock with my hand. I jerked him slowly, and the sounds that came from his mouth made my own dick perk back up to attention.

"So good. So, so good," Leo whispered.

When he was loose, I slid a finger inside of his tight, hot hole. I pressed his legs down and took his hard length into my mouth. I bobbed up and down, a second finger joining the first one, and I couldn't resist rolling his balls in my palm.

"Wait, Andy...." Leo didn't have time to say anything else before he came.

His body writhed against the mattress as he let go, his breath coming in short pants, and a low, drawn-out moan filled the room. Then he tugged my head up to his and kissed me. Letting me feed him his cum the way he had done to me.

I dropped onto the bed next to Leo, wrapped my arms around his smaller frame, and pulled him close. Everything I had forgotten about for just a few moments came screaming back into my head.

I tried to push it away. I tried to forget. But it rattled around me like a second skin, taunting me, reminding me that my mother was still out there. I went ridged, and just as I tried to pull away, Leo cooed softly in my ear. He told me he loved me, that my dads loved me, and that he was so glad to have me back in his life. That we would face all our fears together. Because that's what partners did for one another.

I hugged Leo as tightly as possible, tears streaming down my face and soaking his skin. He didn't complain, he only cooed softly into my ear, his fingers sliding through my hair. I had been a fool when I broke up with him, and I would never do something like that again.

At some point, I must have fallen asleep, and the only thing I dreamed about was a future with Leo.