Chapter Fourteen

It had been two weeks since they'd gotten back to Portland after Rob's match. They settled into a comfortable routine. Rob would stay over a couple of nights a week, usually the ones Justin didn't work at the gym. If he didn't stay over, many times he would pop in for breakfast before his morning run.

Kelly was really showing, now that she was creeping into her sixth month. Justin thought the little belly that would pop out of her shirts was pretty cute. She wore larger clothes around the house, usually a shirt of his that she'd stolen out of the laundry. However, that wouldn't last too much longer. Last week, she'd caved and gone out to buy maternity wear for the office. She signed up for Lamaze class and even asked him to be her coach. They were going shopping for baby gear next weekend. He'd found a nice upscale resale shop that would really cut down on costs.

Rob was furiously training for the championship. There were three months until the match, and he'd found out his opponent would be one of the toughest he'd ever faced. Whenever Justin was at the gym, he would watch and admire the combination of brutal strength and graceful agility Rob used when sparring with his partners.

James became a close friend as well, frequently gracing their house for cookouts with his family. Justin loved playing with and caring for James's daughter. It was like uncle training classes. While they'd been gone, Mike had found a new boyfriend, and the two were so hot and heavy right now that Justin rarely saw the man outside of work.

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and he was, joy of all joys, folding laundry when his phone rang. The screen had a recent picture he"d taken of Deb that made Justin laugh every time he looked at it. "I'm sorry Justin is unavailable right now. He's out debauching your son. Please try again later."

He heard Deb's high-pitched lyrical laughter.

"Really? That's quite a feat since he's standing here next to me."

Justin figured she turned her head away from the phone to talk to Rob because he overheard, "You hear that, honey? Justin says he's getting it on with you as we speak."

Rob's deep voice chuckled in the background. "Damn, I gotta go, Mom! Apparently something's come up."

Justin started laughing and nearly dropped the phone. When he put it back to his ear, he heard Deb's voice again.

"Anyway, I was calling because Joe and I want to have you and Kelly over for dinner this weekend. We have a little surprise for the sweet girl."

"Sounds good. What's the surprise?"

He loved surprises!

"Come on, Deb, tell me… tell me… tell me."

Rob took the phone away from his mom. "No way, Jose. You just make sure you and Kelly are over here after your shift on Saturday."

He pouted, even though he knew they couldn't see on the other end of the phone line. "Fine. Party pooper. Love you."

"You too, J."

Justin hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

When Justin pulled up in front of the Deb's house, he was desperately trying to play it cool. He knew there was some kind of surprise inside for Kell, but could never get Rob to spill the beans. He tried all the sexual tortures he could think of and still nothing.

Blasted man! Beautiful, strong, sexy, willful man! Oh well, it was fun trying.

He helped Kell out of the car, and they walked up the front pathway. Well, he walked. Her progress was more of a waddle. He heard a voice calling to him to come around back. When he did, he stopped dead at the large sign hanging from the deck railing.

HAPPY RETIREMENT, ROBERT!

"What the hell?" he exclaimed.

Rob, James, Deb, Joe, and Kelly stood around laughing. Rob sauntered over and took his hand, pulling him further into the yard. He kissed him sweetly on the lips, but Justin was still too numb with confusion to respond. All he saw was the giant blue-and-yellow sign.

Looking up into Rob's face, he said, "I don't get it. Where's Kelly's surprise? Why does the sign say that? And why is everyone laughing at me?"

"Well, even though it's my announcement, the surprise is for you. Kelly was in on it, and I think they're pretty convinced your eyes just bugged out like a cartoon character"s when you saw the sign."

"I know we talked in, like, hypotheticals, but… but… you can't retire now. You have the championship in two months! It's all you've been working towards."

"I"ve talked it over with my business manager and trainer. The announcement of my official retirement will hit the media on Monday. Things will probably get a little crazy, or, well, crazier than usual on the media end between now and the championship, so I wanted to give you this surprise because you have been so patient and understanding. I talked to Troy, and he"s ecstatic about taking on a partner. He"s treated me well all these years, and I think it"s the best option. I also made sure he understood that when all the dust settles, I"m no longer going to hide who I am or the man I love. He said he couldn"t be happier for us, by the way. All those things we talked about happening someday, a home, children, and a complete life together. They're here. It's time, sweetheart."

"Oh my God," Justin whispered. "Really?" He stared at Rob, and tears pooled in his eyes. "Really?" He looked over at Deb and Joe and saw them smile and nod. Finally, he lost it and yelled out, "Really?"

Rob nodded and opened his arms. Justin jumped up, wrapping his legs around Rob's lean waist. Rob spun him around, and he laughed with sheer joy. Everyone was clapping in the background.

The leaves were turning. The fight was just around the corner. Justin was raking the backyard when Rob's voice called for him from inside the house.

"Back here," he yelled.

Rob opened the screen door to the backyard and ran down the porch steps. "There you are. I was searching for you all over the place. I have some great news." He lifted Justin up and spun him around, causing the rake to fall to the ground. "I signed the final papers with Troy. I am now a full partner at Resolve. Plus, Troy and I have been talking, and we think there may be a really great opportunity to expand. There"s plenty of land nestled in the hills with acreage where we might build from scratch if we want to do something like extended camps or whatever."

"Maybe even build a house someday?" Justin asked.

Robert froze, and his eyes widened. "Oh my god, you"re a genius!"

Justin laughed as Rob spun him around and planted a toe-curling kiss on him. "I"m glad you think so. Now put me down so I can finish raking these leaves up."

"Nope. I wanna celebrate." He lifted Justin's shirt off. "What time is Kelly getting home?"

"What time is it?" he asked, reaching for Rob's belt.

"Twenty after three," Robert said, looking at his watch and unsnapping Justin's jeans.

"We've got two-and-a-half hours. Go, man, go." He pushed Rob toward the house. They ran inside laughing, clothes halfway hanging off.

They only made it as far as the sofa in the living room before they crashed. Articles of clothing flew like confetti. Laughter and moans echoed. Justin landed on top of Rob. He tongued Rob's neck and nibbled on the tendons. "I can't wait ‘til I can mark you. Declare you mine before the world."

Rob took both their cocks in hand and started stroking. "I like that. First thing, the day after the match, I want you to suck up a big hickey."

Justin moved his tongue down Rob's neck to settle over the pulse point, twirling over the spot. "Right here." He moved to the base in the little well above his collarbone. "And here." He settled further down, directly over Rob's right nipple. "And here." He sucked a large area around the tip into his mouth.

"Yes," Rob cried.

Justin molded his lips to Rob's, his tongue delicately licking the curves on the outside, the gentle touch a deliberate counter to the hard sucks a moment ago. Slipping a hand around the back of Rob's neck, he held him steady and pressed his tongue inside that mouth, needing a deeper connection. So hot and wet, so sweet. Little cries escaped as Rob's hand and his hips started moving faster. Rob threaded his fingers through Justin's hair and clutched the strands hard at the root.

When Rob shifted to change their position, they ended up rolling off the sofa, falling to the floor with a thud and a tangle of limbs. Both were startled for a few seconds, then started laughing again.

Rob stood up and reached for Justin's hand to pull him to his feet. "Come on. Downstairs. Bed. Lube."

"All good things." He rose on his toes to kiss Rob again. He was walking backwards, still attached at the lips. Heads bent and twisted, hands groped and nails scraped. He stopped when his back hit the door leading to the basement. "Oh, good thing this was closed." He smiled.

"I wouldn't let you fall." Robert reached for the doorknob. "Now get your fuckable ass down there."

Justin turned, ran down the stairs, and into his bedroom. Rob tackled him onto the bed in a move worthy of Joe Greene. Rob climbed up his body and reached into the drawer. He snatched up the lube and his favorite dildo.

"JJ, wanna play?" Rob said, waving the dildo in front of Justin.

"Oh, ew! Don't call me JJ. Only Kelly does that. Wrong image right now."

"Fine. Does J want Rob to fuck his boy? Is this fat dildo going to stretch him wide enough to get nice and open so a long, thick cock, or maybe a fist, can fuck him?"

A whole-body shiver rippled through his frame. He"d never experienced fisting before. Never trusted a partner enough to make himself that vulnerable. Justin wouldn"t even say that fisting was a fantasy of his, but there was probably nothing he wouldn"t do with Rob.

Rob reached down with his lubed fingers and started stretching Justin's hole. One finger became two, became three. What would it feel like to have Rob to hold him from the inside? That was huge, both literally and figuratively. Rob curled his fingers up, pegging Justin's gland. He arched off the bed, gasping, and gripped the rungs of the new iron-and-wood headboard they'd bought. Robert pushed his fingers deep and circled them within Justin"s body. Occasionally, one of them dragged across his gland once more on the way out. Justin thrashed his head around, needy sounds escaping his throat, begging for more. Robert withdrew his fingers, and Justin felt so bereft both in body and his soul that he cried out. But then Robert slid the dildo deep in one slow slide. Justin moaned the whole way. Robert spread Justin's legs wide open, so they were lying across his thighs.

"Oh, look at how beautifully you take that fat dick. Jesus, I've never taken the time to really look at you all laid open for me. I'm usually too busy pounding myself deep inside you."

He felt so stretched tight around the fake cock. Justin felt the push and pull of his body with each thrust of the toy. Robert withdrew the dildo and paused just long enough that Justin squirmed, seeking the penetration once more. Then he inserted it with a twist. Justin shouted, and his hands clenched around the bars of the headboard.

"The tender skin around your hole is pink. I want to lick it."

Yes, yes. Lick me. Fuck me.

As if Robert really could read his mind, his head dipped down and wet heat bathed Justin"s sensitive skin. The dichotomy of hard thrust to soft tongue once again had his mind spinning out of control.

"You taste so good. Musky skin combined with the salty taste of dried sweat." He licked again, flicking the tip of his tongue at the stretched rim of the opening.

"Do you want it all, J? Do you want my hand?"

"I've never… I don't know… I want."

Justin's mind was so gone on pleasure, he couldn't form complete sentences.

"Give me a complete answer, J. I won't go any further until you do."

Justin tried to gather his scattered brain cells.

Justin looked directly into Rob's eyes. "Yes. I want to try. But I've never, so if I say stop…."

"I'd never hurt you. I'll stop if you say."

"Okay, then."

"I think this will be easier if you turn on your side."

Rob helped Justin roll so his back was to him. Slowly, Rob took out the dildo. The click of the lube top cracked in the silent room. The first touch was icy as Rob squirted a liberal amount directly inside his already-stretched channel. Two fingers pushed inside. Okay, this was easy. He could do this. He heard Rob groan behind him as the fingers scissored apart and played with the soft tissues. Rob placed kisses and soft bites all along his spine.

Rob added a third finger, pushing inside. Justin clutched the sheets and felt beads of sweat roll down his face and pop up all over his body. His skin felt hot all over. The three fingers circled around, stretching and opening him further.

More lube entered his body. The cold slippery gel soothed, cooled and relaxed his burning hot skin. Until the pressure returned, greater this time. Oh…so much… too much. He started breathing too fast. Tiny colored fireworks exploded behind his eyelids. As if from a tunnel, he heard Rob calling his name. He felt a warm hand on his stomach, rubbing, calming, and soothing him. His breath slowed, but he kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to leave the bubble he'd created behind.

"That's it, baby. God, you are so gorgeous like this. I've got four fingers spreading you open and you're taking them beautifully. You're so hot inside, so soft."

The fingers wiggled around, just petting him inside. His breathing slowed, and the muscles around Rob's fingers relaxed. Rob drew his hand back again, and Justin whimpered in protest. It was too much, but it was so good. Then, with one smooth push, Rob's hand popped through.

His pleasure-filled cries echoed in the room, leaving no room for misinterpretation. A rush of sensation swamped his entire body; then he floated.

Rob's hand filled his channel, and he was in complete awe. The fullness, the pressure, the pleasure was such as he had never experienced before. He wished he had a mirror so he could see them together like this, but at the moment, he didn't even think he could get his eyes to focus.

"Dear God, I've felt nothing like this," Robert whispered reverently.

One of Rob's palms was on Justin's lower abdomen as he rotated the hand inside him and pushed forward.

"I'm holding you between my hands, baby. I'm completely inside you."

Justin's eyes were closed, his breathing slow, almost trancelike. Little whimpers occasionally escaped. Rob slowly curled his fingers inside into a fist and pulled back to the base of his hand; then he pushed forward.

The only word Justin could vocalize was, "More…"

Rob repeated the motion, and this time he gave a little twist on the way back up. His knuckles grazed over Justin's gland, causing him to nearly shoot up on the bed, eyes going wide. Rob held him down, telling him not to jolt so he wouldn't hurt himself. He did it again, but this time twisted the other way. It was still an incredible feeling, but didn't give quite the same sensation. On the third push up, he twisted back in the other direction and directly hit Justin's prostate, dragging his knuckles against the tissues as he twisted upward. When Rob pulled back, he straightened his hand out and retreated slowly, leaving Justin's body empty.

Justin hadn't come, but that was okay. He didn't honestly think he could. That would have required more bodily functions to operate than were online right then. He knew he was hard, but frankly didn't have the willpower to do anything about it. Rob rolled him over onto his back. Justin opened his eyes and tried to focus, but all he saw was blue. Brilliantly bright-blue orbs. Then something slid inside him again. It was softer than the hand, thick and long, but not the same. It was Rob. He was sliding deep inside him, slowly.

"You with me, J?"

All Justin could do was blink. Hopefully, Rob took that as a ‘yes.' It didn't take more than a few thrusts before he saw Rob grimace, bite his lip and yell out as he came. When Rob reached down and touched Justin's cock, it was as if an alarm went off in his body, waking him up. All it took was that one touch, and an orgasm of blinding intensity ripped through him. It was as if his entire body shattered as he came and came. Every bone, muscle fiber, and drop of fluid inside his body seemed to exit through the tip of his penis, leaving him a husk, a shell of his former being.

A moment later, he felt a damp cloth bathing him below, the cool moisture such a relief. He thought if he looked down, he would see steam coming off his skin where it touched. Justin couldn't speak, couldn't think. He just rolled into Rob"s body and felt Rob"s arms wrap securely around him. Against his cooling skin, Rob softly kissed and whispered love words. Soft kisses and love words were whispered against his cooling skin. The blanket was pulled up around them, and he thought he heard Rob tell him to nap. He would wake him when Kelly got home. Justin's eyes closed, and the world went dark.