I know it's been a long time coming, but the next part is finally here! Enjoy!
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Part 71
I wake up to the sound of Eric’s phone’s alarm going off. Ugh, it’s much too early to get up for a Sunday.
I rub my eyes and look over. There’s just enough light filtering in through the window for me to see Eric’s not in bed. I roll over and reach out to squeeze the buttons on the side of his phone to shut the alarm off. Now that it’s quiet, I can hear the faint sound of running water. He must be in the shower. As soon as I hoist myself up in bed, the shower turns off. I check some things on my phone, and a few minutes later, Eric emerges from the bathroom rubbing his hair with a towel. And, thankfully, he’s not wearing anything. I was worried that last night freaked him out so much that he’d want to hide himself from me from now on, but I’m glad to see that’s not the case.
He tosses the damp towel onto the bed. “Ah, you’re up. I hope I didn’t wake you.”
I let out a yawn. “You didn’t, just your phone’s alarm.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry. I should’ve disabled it before going to shower.”
“It’s fine; we both need to be getting up anyway.”
He picks up a pair of boxer briefs and starts putting them on, then reaches his hand inside and adjusts himself once he’s pulled them up to his waist. “At least you slept all the way to the alarm. I woke up a half-hour ago and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I figured I may as well get up and shower.”
I get out from under the sheets and start making my way to the bathroom. “Well, I’ll try to be quick so you’re not waiting for me.”
“Nonsense. Take your time. I’m in no hurry to get out of here.”
I close the bathroom door and take my own shower. The pellets of hot water feel great against my skin, and do a decent job of at least halfway waking me up. Once I get down to eat breakfast, coffee will take care of waking me up the rest of the way.
I finish up my shower, dry off, and hang my towel up, then go back out to the room to get dressed. Eric’s already dressed and scoping out the room, looking for anything we may have forgotten to pack. I waste no time putting on my briefs, pants, and shirt, then sit down to put on my socks and shoes, then stand up.
He reaches for his phone and puts it in his pocket. “Ready to head down to eat?”
I yawn again. “Yes. I need coffee in me.”
He flashes me a grin, then we leave the room and head to the elevator for the final breakfast of our trip. Our server seats us, takes our order, and quickly gets us two piping-hot coffees.
He takes a sip of his coffee. “Are you ready to be back home?”
I sigh. “Yeah, definitely. Don’t get me wrong, I had a really awesome time here, but two weeks is a long time to be away.”
“Right. Can’t wait to get back to the cold and dreary weather, huh?”
I chuckle. “It sounds weird, but I do miss it. That, and James.”
“I hear you. This trip’s been a nice break from Lorna and the kids. I love them to death, of course, but it’s been so long since I’ve been away from the responsibility of being a father, you know?”
I tilt my head. “If I had kids, I’m sure I’d be able to relate, but I get where you’re coming from.”
He smiles. “It will be nice to get back, though. Back to something familiar.”
A couple moments pass by, then our server brings us our meals. The rest of our breakfast is relatively silent as we eat up and pay our bill. We head back up to the room to grab our suitcases.
Eric looks up at me. “Got everything?”
I throw my laptop bag over my shoulder and grab the handle of my suitcase. “I think so. Let’s go.”
With that, we leave the room and take the elevator to the parking garage. We load the trunk up with the bags and get inside, then he starts up the engine and soon we’re off to the airport.
I look out the window at the traffic and all the tall buildings. “I’ve gotten so used to doing this training with you, I’m not sure I can get back into my regular routine once we get back.”
He laughs. “I know what you mean. I think after a couple days, you and I will be able to ease back into the swing of things.”
It’s not long before we arrive at the airport and head to the rental car return area. Eric parks the car and we gather up our bags and go inside to drop off the keys. We drop off our bags at the counter and get through security rather quickly.
As we walk toward our gate, I notice a coffee place. “I’m dying for another coffee. You want one? My treat.”
He nods. “Sure, thanks!”
After we get our coffees, we make ourselves comfortable at the gate while we wait for our flight. It’ll be about another half-hour until the plane begins boarding. Eric and I check various things on our phones, and eventually the gate attendant calls for boarding. A few minutes later, it’s our turn, and we make our way onto the plane. The captain pushes off, the flight attendants give their safety spiel, and we’re soon into the air.
A short two hours later, we’re back on the ground in Seattle. It felt like an even shorter two hours due to my falling asleep. After all, I’m not used to being up this early on a Sunday. As soon as the plane door opens, Eric and I gather our bags and walk off the plane.
Once we’re out of the crowd of other passengers, I turn on my phone and a text from James comes through. Hey cutie. Look for me when you get past security. I’ll be waiting for ya. I text him back, We’re off the plane! I’ll keep my eyes out for you.
As we walk toward baggage claim, Eric points to a nearby restroom. “I gotta take a leak. You need to go, too?”
Damn. I’d love the opportunity to see Eric’s nice cock one more time, but truly I didn’t need to go, and I’m sure he’d notice very quickly. “No, but I’ll watch your bag for you.”
He hands his bag to me. “Thanks.” He heads into the restroom, and a few minutes later, comes back out.
I hand his bag to him. “All better?”
“Of course. It was nothing compared to when we landed in Vegas after having those two ciders.”
I chuckle. “Don’t remind me.”
Once we step past security, I look around and see James leaning against a pillar. He sees us and walks quickly over to me and pulls me in a tight grasp. “Hey, cutie. I’ve missed you so much.”
I squeeze him tightly. “I’ve missed you, too. I’m glad to be back.”
We break our embrace, then he pulls Eric into a hug. “It’s good to see you again, Eric.”
Eric smiles at him as they break their hug. “You as well, James. How’s your brother and his kids doing?”
“They’re doing great. They’re adjusting really well. Paul is really excited to have Brad come back home and spend more time with the kids.”
Eric pats James on the shoulder. “I’m so glad to hear they’re doing great. Their circumstances had me worried.”
James sighs. “Me too, but I couldn’t have asked for things to go any better.”
The three of us make our way to baggage claim and grab our bags when they make their way around the carousel. James leads the way to the parking garage and to his car. We load our bags into the back and hop in, me in the passenger seat, and Eric in the back. I give James directions to Eric’s house, and soon enough, we’re parked in front of his house on Mercer Island.
We step out, and Eric takes his bag out of James’s car. “James, would you like to come in and meet Lorna?”
He nods. “Of course. That sounds lovely.”
With that, the three of us walk up to the door, and Eric opens it and sets his bag inside. “Come on in, guys.” We all enter, and soon enough, Eva and Gavin run up to their dad and cover him with hugs and kisses. I have to admit, there’s something very endearing about a man who is a father. Seeing someone like Eric being a nurturing father figure to two kids just makes me admire him even more.
Lorna shows up and pulls her husband into a tight embrace, and the two share a rather lengthy kiss. Lorna pulls back and glances at James. “Now, who is this strapping young lad?”
I chuckle. “Hi, Lorna. This is my boyfriend, James.”
James takes Lorna’s hand in his and kisses it. “It’s so great to meet you, Lorna.”
Lorna gives James the biggest smile ever. “Oh, James, the pleasure is all mine. Thank you so much for bringing Eric home to us safe and sound.”
James blushes. “No problem. I was happy to.”
Lorna smiles. “Would you two like to stay for a bit? I can make some coffee.”
James looks at me, and I nod. “It’ll be my third cup today, but you can never have too much coffee, right?”
All of us walk to the kitchen. Eva and Gavin sit at the table and resume eating; apparently, they were in the middle of lunch when we showed up. Lorna starts grinding coffee to pull some espresso shots.
James looks on in disbelief. “Wow, so this is the espresso machine I’ve heard about, huh?”
I nod. “Yep.”
James gets a big grin on his face. “Well, we’ll have to come here more often.”
Eric chuckles. “We’d love to have you guys over anytime. We had lots of fun having Brad stay the night while you were out of town, James, visiting your brother and his kids.”
Lorna turns her attention to James after starting to steam some milk. “That’s right; I’ve heard about your brother. How is everyone doing?”
James smiles. “Everyone is doing great. Thank you for asking.”
She sighs in relief. “I’m so glad to hear that. Brad told us about how Paul’s wife basically kidnapped them and kept them from him.” She gets an angry expression on her face. “I would never stand for someone doing that to my kids.”
He nods in agreement. “Yeah, things were quite hectic when they were going on, but I’m just glad the kids were found and they’re here now. Paul is very relieved that things went in his favor.”
She pulls a shot and finishes steaming the milk. “I’m relieved, too. I could not imagine being in his situation.” She starts pouring both the shot and steamed milk into a mug and hands it to James. “Here you go, dear.”
He graciously takes the mug of coffee from Lorna. “Thank you; this looks delicious!” He takes a sip and makes a sound of satisfaction.
She winks at him. “Good, huh?”
He nods enthusiastically. “It’s heavenly!”
She smiles. “Thank you. I’ve been perfecting the process since Eric’s been away.” She turns her attention to me. “Now for yours, dear.” She begins making another for me while Eric sits on a barstool next to us. Once it’s done, she hands me my coffee, and I thank her.
We sit and sip our coffees as James and Lorna talk more about Paul and the kids and how they’ve been adjusting to their new life in Seattle. We finish up, and James looks over at me. “Jeez, Brad, you look beat.”
I give a half-hearted chuckle. “It’s been an exhausting two weeks.”
Lorna takes our now-empty cups over to the sink. “You boys better go, then, so Brad can get home and settled in. Monday morning rolls around mighty fast.”
With that, James and I say goodbye to Eric and Lorna, and leave for home. James parks out front, and is the perfect gentleman when he carries my bag inside and up the stairs. I walk up with him and collapse onto the bed. He lies down next to me and starts stroking my hair. “I have been waiting so long to get you alone.”
I rest my hand on his thigh. “Have you, now?”
He makes an evil smirk. “Yep. Do you have enough energy for some fooling around?”
I had been feeling tired, but he just said the magic words to get my blood flowing to just the right parts. “Fuck yeah, let’s get dirty!”
He grabs the bottom of my shirt and starts pulling it up and over my head. “Good.” He pulls my shirt all the way off and tosses it onto the floor beside the bed. His eyes open in surprise. “Wow, you look a bit darker than I remember.”
I chuckle. “It’s a lot sunnier in Vegas than Seattle.”
He laughs as he starts pulling off his own shirt. “I bet. I’m glad you weren’t inside working the whole time and got a chance to be outside and have some fun.”
I unbutton and unzip his pants, and he does the same to mine. He hooks his thumbs under the waistband of his briefs, then pulls them and his pants off in one go. I follow his lead and get completely naked. He puts his hand on my chest and pushes me flat onto the bed as he leans over and takes my hardening cock in his mouth. “God damn, that feels so good,” I mutter, as he moves his head up and down on my shaft. “I love feeling your lips on me.” I put my hand on the back of his head and start thrusting into his mouth. We stay like that for a couple minutes as the sounds of his slurping get louder and I shiver from how exhilarating it feels.
He pulls his mouth off my cock and kneels on the bed. “All right, your turn.” He scoots closer and straddles himself over my chest. I open my mouth wide as he inserts his manhood into it, slowly thrusting forward and backward. I reach my hands up and cup his ass, pull him closer, and encourage him to thrust faster. He does so, and I try my hardest to keep from choking as the head of his cock pounds against the back of my throat repeatedly. He sighs heavily. “Fuck, Brad, I think I’m about to cum.”
I grab my cock and start vigorously jerking myself off. I grab his shaft with my other hand and pull my mouth off. “You wanna cum in my mouth?”
He takes a break from his heavy breathing. “Fuck yeah, that would be hot.” He grabs my head with both hands and jams his cock into my mouth again, thrusting harder and faster than before. His breathing gets heavier, and I suck as hard as I can on his cock. His moans get louder and louder and his thrusts more forceful until he finally lets up and I feel the first few shots of his cum hit the back of my throat. I swallow them as fast as I can while I pound away at my own cock, but since I had gotten off the night before, my orgasm is still a little ways off. His orgasm, along with his erection, eventually subside, and he pulls out of my mouth.
I grab his ass with my other hand. “Wait, let me suck on you a little more. That really gets me going.”
He chuckles. “All right.”
I open my mouth, and he sticks his now soft cock in and moves in and out slowly. Sure enough, that’s just the thing I need to push myself over the edge, and my own orgasm starts. Rope after rope of cum shoots out of my cock and onto his back, barely any of it dribbling onto my own body.
He breaks into one of his famous smiles. “Wow, you really got going, huh?”
I grin. “I told you. You just do something to me I can’t explain.”
He hoists himself up and walks to the bathroom. “I’m glad I have that effect on you. I just wish it wasn’t as messy.”
I look at him as he turns his back to the mirror and twists his head around to survey the damage. “How bad is it?”
He smiles. “Not too bad. You just coated about half my back, that’s all.” He looks back at me. “Wanna help me rinse off real quick?”
I stand up and walk over to him. “Hell yeah.”
“Good.” He leans closer and gives me a kiss, then turns on the shower. Once the water gets hot, we both step inside and rinse off the after-effects of our orgasms—well, mine mostly. After we’re both good and clean, he shuts off the water, steps out, and hands me a towel. We dry off and get dressed. He looks back up at me after he pulls his shirt on. “Hungry?”
“Yeah. What should we do for dinner?”
“Let’s eat in. I have everything for smoked salmon alfredo pasta.”
I could feel my mouth watering already. “Deal.”
“Plus, I want it to be just the two of us. No distractions.”
“I’m cool with that.”
We head downstairs, and he starts a pot of water boiling and starts gathering the ingredients for the pasta. He also gets a bottle of wine from the fridge. “How about a little vino to celebrate your successful training?”
“Sure! I’ll grab the glasses.”
He pops open the wine and pours a healthy serving in each glass. I ask how Paul and the kids are doing; he says they’re all adjusting well and tells me about all the stuff they’ve been doing while I was gone, going more in-depth than he did over at Eric and Lorna’s. As we talk, he starts boiling the pasta and getting the sauce and salmon prepared. I mention the diner Eric and I went to, and how the guy behind the counter recognized Eric after all these years, and also mention a few of the other things Eric and I did down in Vegas.
As soon as the pasta’s done cooking, James drains it and serves it on two plates, complete with plenty of salmon and alfredo sauce. He tops off my wine glass. “Sounds like you had an awesome two weeks!”
I take my plate and glass of wine to the table, as does James. “It was a blast. But, you haven’t heard the best part yet.”
He leans close to me as we sit at the table. “Do tell.”
“Well, when we went gambling yesterday, I got a little carried away.”
“Uh oh. How so?”
“Well, there was this particular table that Eric and I sat at that had a side bet, and if you put money down and won, you got nine times your bet back.”
“Holy shit. How much did you bet?”
“Only five bucks.”
“Oh, well that doesn’t sound like a lot.”
“No, but I won it three times in a row.”
His eyes light up in surprise. “Really?” He looks up, apparently trying to do the math in his head. “How much did that turn into?”
“Five grand.” He gasps and starts coughing violently. I quickly stand up. “Oh god, James, are you all right?” He raises his hand and gives me the OK signal. I sit back down, and his coughing subsides.
His voice is hoarse as he tries talking again. “Five grand, huh?”
I nod slowly. “Yeah.”
He shakes his head. “Any more and I might have choked to death.”
“Well, that makes two of us that almost choked today.”
He gives me a confused look. “How do you mean?”
“Upstairs in bed, remember?”
“Oh!” He laughs as he remembers I had almost gagged on his cock a few times earlier. “Sorry; I’ll try not to thrust as hard next time.”
I shake my head. “No, I liked it.”
He grins as we continue eating. We finish up dinner and relax on the couch and catch up on some TV shows, and afterwards, head up to bed. We both have to go back to work in the morning, and, at least for me, the travel and the sex has worn me out.
We strip down naked and crawl under the covers. I turn and face away from him and he scoots up behind me and holds me in his arms. Gosh, it feels so nice to be held again by a man. I’ve certainly missed feeling his touch these past two weeks.
I hear James start faintly snoring, and it’s only a few more moments before I nod off to sleep.
