Bittersweet Irish Cream Ch. 12

"So is that why you hold back sometimes?" Jack asked. "Because there is still a tiny part of you that thinks I will leave you?"

Ethan put his glass down on the floor and held his hands in his lap. "I think....that if you think...I hold myself back from you emotionally and intimately...then that's your guilt and your baggage for the way you left me. Not mine. I'm clear."

They stared at each other in silence. Then Jack said, "I think... that it's about my guilt, yes...but it is also your baggage of feeling like everyone leaves you eventually. Your baggage, not mine. So we both have baggage around this."

Then Jack, who long finished his drink, set his glass on the floor as well and moved over to Ethan's side of the couch crawling over him. He leaned on his chest and grabbed his face gently as Ethan instinctively palmed his bottom.

"Ethan, I am so deep into you that even if you wanted to get rid of me, you could never. Do you know I told Carlos on the day of our wedding, that you could fuck 100 men, suck 100 dicks, and I would forgive you and take you back every single time?"

Ethan despite the seriousness of the moment busted out laughing, making Jack smile. "I meant that shit too. I'm all in, babe. I'm never leaving you. I'm going to keep saying it, and I'm going to keep showing you. This right here, what we have, is for life."

Ethan wrapped his arms around him saying, "And I'm not holding myself back from you. If I'm negligent in our sex life it has nothing to do with my past relationships or our baggage. I just get busy. Life gets busy. But I'm all in too. You have me babe, all of me. For life."

Jack leaned in for a gentle kiss but as soon as his lips touched Ethan's, Ethan stuck his tongue in his mouth and grabbed his ass with both hands. Jack moaned with Ethan's tongue in his mouth and sucked it. Ethan's cock immediately sprang up against Jack's hard dick. He put his hands down the back of Jack's pajama bottoms and discovered he was wearing no underwear at all, so he pulled them as far down as they could go.

He said to Jack with a straight face, "Get the fuck on this dick and ride it until you black out from climaxing and cum on me. How's that for passion?"

Jack smiled, stood up and dropped the rest of his pants and started stroking himself, then walked over to the kitchen. He called out. "Olive or coconut oil?"

Ethan, who had started taking off the bottom half of his clothes said, "I don't give a shit if you came out here with vegetable oil. Just bring your tight ass over here."

Jack chuckled and pulled down the olive oil to bring over to Ethan, who was naked from the waist down and sitting in the middle of the couch slouched down, already stroking himself. Ethan fingered and oiled Jack first, then Jack knelt down in front of Ethan and took him in his mouth and circled the head with his tongue a few times, then went lower and lower.

Ethan moaned as quietly as he could. The last thing he wanted was for EJ to wake up and see his parents in an unflattering position, to say the least. Jack made it all the way down so that Ethan's cock head sat in the back of his throat and Ethan held his head there, tightly and twisted it in a circular motion.

"Fuuuuuuck I could come down your throat right now," he said as he pulled Jack's head up slightly, then slammed it back down his throat a little rougher than intended, making him gag slightly and his eyes watered but he allowed it.

Ethan kept his head there with both hands and twisted his head again, pulled it up slightly again and slammed it back down his throat. Jack moaned with Ethan down his throat, then Ethan slowly let him up as a gush of warm saliva poured out of his mouth and coated his dick.

"Hmmmm..." Ethan moaned. "C'mere."

Jack stood up and straddled Ethan, sitting in his abdomen while they kissed and sucked tongues again. Ethan put a bit of olive oil on his hand and reached behind Jack to stroke himself. Jack lifted himself up in a kneeling position and Ethan positioned his penis straight up and Jack sat where the head was underneath his puckered hole. He held onto Ethan's shoulder and Ethan held his waist as he slowly lowered himself into his husband's lap.

When he was all the way down, Ethan gave him a kiss and said, "Next time, just say you want to make love again, rather than start a fight so we can make up and fuck."

Jack laughed. "Do you really think that's what I was doing?"

"I don't know. But either way, I heard you. And I got you. We're going to be more intimate. I'm going to do more to show you that you are more important than work, and how much I still desire you. I love you, Jackie Bear."

"I really really love you too."

He started moving back and forth, grinding Ethan's cock against his sweet spot, moaning as quietly as he could. Ethan put his fingers in Jack's mouth to quiet him and held his waist with his other hand, and guided him as they moved intentionally together, much slower than earlier until neither of them could take the slow grind anymore, and Ethan started meeting Jack on the downshift, thrusting upwards into his hole at a faster pace.

Jack started moaning louder with his lips wrapped tightly around Ethan's fingers and his hand tightly around his member as Ethan pounded him, making him cum all over Ethan's shirt, neck and chin, and Ethan came inside of him.

When they caught their breaths, Jack lifted up to remove Ethan from inside of him but stayed in Ethan's lap straddling and held him. He rested his head on his shoulder, as Ethan held him tight, both of them thinking about having babies with the one they love the most.