by Max Hudson
He didn’t know what else to say. He had told the truth. Would it be enough for Andy?
“How long?” Jude’s face must have registered confusion. “How long do you need me to have you for? I need to know so I can plan. I’m not getting any younger…”
Despite his fear, Jude launched himself at Andy, smothering his face in kisses, feeling the first stirrings of desire in a week. This time, he didn’t hesitate. Keeping his lips on Andy’s, he reached down and palmed Andy’s cock through his shorts.
“This tells me you want this to be a forever kind of arrangement,” he told Andy. “I’m willing to give you that, if you’re willing to give this to me.”
“Forever, huh?” Andy’s voice was cracked, broken wide open by the emotions he did not try to suppress. “I think maybe I can manage that.”
And then Andy was kissing Jude back, wrapping him up in his arms. Jude felt treasured and allowed himself to bask in the feeling, even as he dragged his mouth away to gasp for air.
“I’ve missed you, my love,” Jude said, “so much. I never want to feel this alone again.”
“Babe!” Andy pulled him back until their foreheads touched. “You’ve got me. I’ll always be yours.” Then he pulled Jude’s mouth up to his.
Their kisses were filled with the relief of a yawning chasm bridged by their love. Their desire kept the kisses scorching.
“I’ll always be yours, too,” Jude said, “for as long as you’ll have me.”
Jude knew what he wanted. Dragging his mouth away from Andy’s lips, he said,
“Stand up, Andy.”
Andy looked at him before doing as he was bid. Jude eyed the bulge in Andy’s shorts with an appreciative eye.
“Come here.” Jude’s voice was hoarse with feeling. When Andy complied meekly, Jude swallowed a moan and watched his lover as he came to stand between Jude’s legs. Feeling unaccountably bold, Jude reached for Andy’s cock again and squeezed.
“Does this belong to me forever?
“For as long as you want it to,” Andy answered, covering Jude’s hand and holding it there.
“Can I do anything I want to do with it?” Jude asked, licking his lips and eliciting another moan from Andy.
“Anything,” he confirmed.
Jude pushed the shorts down just enough to free Andy’s cock and then he was on him like a hungry baby feasting at its mother’s breast. Andy’s cock was smooth, and smelled clean. Jude wanted to rub his face on it, to draw the scent into his lungs, to drink it in.
Jude tried to recall everything that Andy had done to turn him inside out with his clever mouth and hands. He circled the fiery red head of Andy’s cock, and swirled his tongue around it, licking and sucking on it. He stroked it and opened his mouth wide to take him in. Jude sucked on him, listening to the sounds of pleasure being ripped from Andy’s throat and feeling pride that he was making the man he loved lose himself to pleasure.
“Oh yeah, baby, just like that!” Andy’s words of encouragement spurred him on. “Suck me hard, baby!”
Jude obliged, taking in as much of Andy’s cock as he could. Andy was losing his cool as Jude worshiped his cock, and Jude smiled around the rock-hard rod.
“Jude!” Andy groaned his name.
“Yeah, babe?” The endearment slipped out and Jude liked how it felt rolling off his tongue. And he loved what it did to Andy, who rocked into his mouth just a bit in reaction.
“Don’t you play with fire,” Andy warned him between harsh breaths. “Payback is a bitch.”
The thought of Andy sucking on his dick made Jude impossibly hard and aching. His heart rate picked up and he sucked harder on Andy.
“Fuck! Yes! Just like that, baby!”
Andy pushed gently into Jude’s mouth, inviting him to take more, to own Andy’s cock.
“Jude, I’m gonna cum, babe. I’m gonna…”
Andy tried to pull away from his face, but Jude held on, sucking him and twisting his hand around Andy’s shaft. Before Jude knew what was happening, Andy was spurting cum into his mouth. Jude felt the warm spiciness on his tongue and let it dribble out the side. He wasn’t ready to swallow as yet, but he needed to taste Andy’s semen, to feel its warmth on his tongue.
Finally, Andy stopped jerking, and pulled away from Jude again, gasping for air. Jude released him with a soft kiss on the head, and Andy moaned.
“Fuck, baby! You give good head for a virgin!”
Jude preened. “I have a good teacher,” he said, a smug smile on his face. Then he sobered. “Thank you, Andy.”
Jude reached up and pulled Andy down by his shirt, dragging Andy’s face to his and kissing him with all the love he had been hiding spilling into his kiss. Andy cupped his face and kissed him back tenderly, and Jude felt all the love and longing his lover had been storing up for him.
When Andy released his mouth, Jude sat back against the cushions, hard as stone but deeply satisfied that he had pleasured his lover. He closed his eyes, a smile creasing his cheeks, and then they flew open when he felt Andy’s hands pulling down his sweats. He cast his eyes down to where his lover knelt between his legs, and watched as Andy swallowed him. He would have been fine without, but he wasn’t going to deny himself or his lover the joy of another shared experience, especially when his balls drew up as Andy suckled the head of his cock, caressing Jude’s balls as he did so.
Jude took shallow breaths to try and contain the orgasm that was threatening to crash over him before he had had his fill of Andy’s lips and tongue. He gasped when Andy slid his tongue over the head, and jerked when Andy licked it before setting his tongue into the slit to sip at the precum that was leaking from it. He groaned when Andy took him in until he could feel the back of Andy’s throat against the head of his dick. And when Andy swallowed, Jude felt the motion like a prod to his already bursting lust.
“Andy!” he yelled when his lover did it again. One more time, with his thumb in Jude’s ass, and Jude shot his load, screaming into the fist he shoved into his mouth at the last second to muffle the sound. Cum shot out of him into Andy’s welcoming mouth, and Jude was helpless to do anything but let it all go, collapsing against the cushions again as the last of his semen leaked into Andy’s mouth.
When Jude could open his eyes, Andy was kissing his cock, and licking it clean. Jude’s heart still raced out of control and his limbs still trembled, but he reached down to cup his lover’s cheeks, stroking them with his thumbs as he settled down from the high of his orgasm. His body felt more relaxed than it ever had. It was almost as though Andy’s loving had closed a gap Jude hadn’t known was open in his heart. He felt whole, and they still hadn’t gone all the way. He didn’t know if he would ever be ready for that, but he knew he wanted to experience everything with Andy. And he knew that he would trust his lover to take care of him when they took the final step together.
Nothing could have prepared Andy for the peace that settled over him after he helped Jude get ready for bed. He had loved every second of the blow job that his virgin lover had laid on him, because it had been so exquisitely passionate, so full of pure love. Jude hadn’t been trying to impress him with how great he was at giving head. He had just wanted to show Andy how much he loved him. And Andy had felt it…every last bit of it.
They spent the rest of the weekend making love, exploring each other’s bodies with their hands and lips and tongues. Andy was ready for everything Jude had to offer, and he suspected that Jude was as well. But Andy was determined to wait until Jude said the words. He had to be sure, despite the making up, that Jude was all in. His lovemaking had distracted Jude enough that his lover was perpetually relaxed and smiling. They had a new week of work, but neither wanted to get out of bed. It was dinner time on Sunday.
Jude rolled over and slung a leg over Andy. “I love you, Andy,” he said. “Thank you for believing in me, for being patient with me, for choosing me.”
Andy kissed him tenderly, feathering his lips over Jude’s forehead, eyes, ears, chee
ks, before going back to his lips.
“Maybe we need to eat before you ravish me, babe,” Andy teased. “Wouldn’t want you to pass out before the main event.”
Jude laughed. “Oh? I didn’t know there was a ‘main event’. Do I get front row seats?”
Andy nipped his lips. “You’re it, babe. The main event. Center stage.”
“Well then I guess you're right. Better fuel up for the ride!”
Andy laughed. He had never heard or seen Jude this carefree, this lighthearted, this happy. It thrilled him to watch Jude like this. They cooked and ate their meal and drank a bottle of wine, and spent the next couple of hours canoodling in front of the television. Neither man knew what was on, and for once Andy didn’t care what his basketball team was doing. He had the man of his dreams in his arms, and he wasn’t going to let him go. They fell asleep like that, Andy wrapped around Jude protectively.
Chapter Eleven
The last six months had seen a steady movement toward a lifelong commitment between Jude and Andy, and tonight, Jude was going to take the next step. They owned the apartment they had just moved into two weeks before. After that ugly incident at their former apartment, they discovered that the woman had been the one to push the note under their door. Mase had served her with a restraining order, which she had been careful to obey, because she was fearful of a hate crimes lawsuit. But Jude couldn’t forget it, and though he lost his deposit, he broke the lease as soon as he found this new place.
Andy had been promoted at the gym to manager, and Jude was now a full-time counselor at A Safe Haven in Enfield. He still worked part time at Mase’s law firm, and Andy had finally started his career as a private personal trainer, as well as signing up for the rest of the course work he needed to finish his undergraduate degree. They were busy, but they were happy. And they had also become the proud parents of a fur baby.
Now the puppy was making a mess of the front room, and Jude was trying not to lose patience with him. He was a Newfie, six months old, newly adopted, and into everything. Andy had just bought a new sofa for the living room in their new apartment, and Jude was worried the dog would destroy it before it got much use.
“Andy, rein in your dog!” Jude yelled.
“Hey Dude!”
The dog ran off in the direction of Andy’s voice, and Jude laughed. A dog named Dude…only Andy could have come up with that! He cast a critical eye over the living room one last time before picking up the mangled chew toy and closing the door behind him. Next, he turned his attention to the dining room. The table was set for four. Mase and Cindy, celebrating their wedding anniversary, were coming over for dinner. Jude had a surprise for Andy, and only Mase was privy to it.
Footsteps, both human and canine, sounded on the hardwood floors.
“Hey Jude! Where are you?”
“Dining room. What’s up?”
Andy stuck his head in the door. “Nothing. Just missing you.”
Jude walked over to give Andy a hug. “I’m right here. Not going anywhere.” He kissed Andy’s lips lightly. “Thanks for helping with Dude. He’s such a big baby!”
Andy leaned in and kissed him harder. “Yeah…just like me.”
“Do you expect me to disagree?”
Andy smacked him in the arm. “Watch it, buster! Don't sass me or you get no nookie later!”
“Way to twist my arm! Never knew you were that desperate to get laid.”
Andy laughed. “I love it when you talk dirty to me.”
Jude joined in the laughter. Having been a priest most of his adult life, Jude hadn’t learned to curse, so any departure from regular speech Andy labeled ‘dirty talk’. It tickled him to be able to give Andy pleasure even in simple things. But Jude wanted more. He had been a regular guy for six months, but he had known long before he gave his last sermon that he was in love with Andy, and he didn’t want to wait to move on. The rings had taken him a while to choose, and the site for the honeymoon had been a toss-up between London, where Andy had always wanted to visit, and Amsterdam. However, before they decided on a honeymoon spot, there needed to be a proposal and an engagement. And Jude had decided that it was his turn to initiate something important between them.
“Andy, you can’t be playing with Dude now! Mase and Cindy will be here in an hour. Shake a leg! I’m finishing dinner. Go shower!”
“Bossy much?” Andy groused, giving Dude a last affectionate belly scratch before going off to do as he was bid. Jude had managed to get him to agree to dressing semi-formally, in honor of his brother’s anniversary. This was supposed to be Mase’s celebration. Only Mase knew that it would double as Andy’s as well. Jude had approved the dark gray suit Andy had chosen to wear, with the crisp white shirt, open at the collar, no tie. He had opted for a dark blue suit and a light blue shirt.
Jude noticed for the first time that Andy was not dressed. “What the hell, Andy? You’re not dressed yet!”
“I was hoping for a little fun before dinner,” Andy said unashamedly.
“Stop tempting me!” Jude pushed Andy away.
“Spoilsport!” Andy stole a quick kiss before turning away at the door.
Jude heaved a sigh of relief. Nothing could go wrong tonight. He finished his inspection and then went to take his own shower. Andy was just buttoning up his shirt. His defined abdominal muscles begged for Jude’s hands to caress them. Jude moved toward his lover, ready to act on his desire.
“Oh no you don’t!” Andy said, sidestepping him. “We have guests coming. No hanky panky!” He grinned at Jude’s frown. “Sorry babe! House rules. My boyfriend is real particular!”
Jude was on him in a flash, pushing Andy down onto the bed and crawling over him to kiss him hard, over and over, while he rubbed himself against Andy’s hardness.
“Babe!” Andy groaned when Jude let him up for air. “Hungry?”
Jude swallowed. “Ravenous, suddenly!” He kissed Andy hard again and then pulled back and pointed an accusing finger at him. “You did that deliberately, didn’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Andy kissed Jude’s lips with a loud, smacking sound. “Go on, then. It’s your turn to get dressed.”
Jude’s body wouldn’t stand down. He showered in the coldest temperature his body could tolerate, to no effect. All through drying himself off, dressing, slicking back his hair, he could hear Andy calling him his boyfriend. It was an unexpectedly sweet turn-on, though why it was escaped him. He knew what he and Andy were to each other. Perhaps it was just the confirmation of that knowledge aloud to him and to the universe that made it so significant. Whatever the reason, the shot of lust to his system had not abated, and when he finally went out to wait for their guests, Jude was still half hard.
Andy had to hold Dude when Mase and Cindy arrived. Once the dog calmed down, Jude served dinner, and they consumed the two bottles of wine that Mase had brought with him for the occasion.
“Who knew one of a priest’s hidden talents would be cooking gourmet meals?” Cindy said. “That was some of the best food I’ve ever eaten, Jude.”
Jude smiled. “Thanks, even though I’m not a priest anymore. And I don’t know about the gourmet part. Not sure any of this would cut it on Food Network.”
They all laughed at that, and Jude said, “Dessert will be in a little while. It’s something special for this evening’s occasion. In the meantime, why don't you guys go choose some stuff to watch while I sort out the cleanup?”
Andy objected at once. “Nope. Not gonna happen. Go sit with our guests and let me handle cleanup. It’s the least I can do.”
Jude exchanged glances with Mase, who laughed and said, “Yeah, I trained him right when he was younger.”
Jude left the others in the living room and went to get the rings, which he had hidden where he knew no one but God would find them. Retrieving them was the work of a moment, and then he went back to the living room to wait. Andy arrived shortly after, and they settled in to watch Casablanca, because
Cindy loved that movie and was determined to watch a chick flick with the boys. Jude paid little attention to the movie, spending most of his time snuggled up against Andy, who stroked his arm and kissed the top of his head as they watched.
When it was over, and Andy was humming ‘As Time Goes By’, Jude went to get the dessert he had made. Andy loved icebox pudding, a confection made with sponge cake layered with lots of clotted cream, pineapples and pineapple juice, so Jude had tried and failed four times before getting it right. He brought it out with great fanfare, and once Andy’s excitement died down, he served them each a healthy slice. Everyone declared it the best dessert in the world, much to Jude’s amusement. He thanked them and waited until their plates were clean and on the coffee table. Then he looked over at Mase, whom he knew had something he wanted to say before Jude said his piece.
Mase turned to Cindy where she sat next to him. “I have something for you,” he said, and handed her a fat envelope.
“What is it? We agreed we wouldn’t do gifts this year!” Despite her protests, Jude could see she was pleased with the gesture.
“I think you’ll like this,” Mase said, grinning. “Go on, open it.”
Even Mase started when Cindy squealed in delight at what the envelope contained. “Oh God, Mase, you bought me a beach house?” Tears filled her eyes, as she hugged her husband, who kissed her tenderly.
“I love you, babe,” he whispered. “Happy anniversary.”
Jude watched them kiss each other again, and then he cleared his throat, before saying, “I know that you all think this is just a dinner party to celebrate Mase and Cindy’s anniversary. However, there’s another reason for the celebration. I have an announcement to make.”
Jude had been sitting next to Andy, his hands stroking Andy’s back as he gobbled up his treat. Now he slid to the floor, and went down on one knee between Andy’s legs. Jude could see the question in Andy’s eyes, and he reached into his pocket to take out the ring box. Both Cindy and Andy gasped.
