Good Love - Chapter Seven
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Paul entered the room like a tornado, his entrance tearing the newlyweds apart. Nick bit back a whimper as Joe reached for his hand automatically, fingers linking with his own and the younger man said “You can’t make us separate. We’re both over eighteen and this marriage is legal in the state of New Jersey…”
“Obviously,” Paul groaned, running a hand through his hair and glaring at both of them. “We wouldn’t be having this problem in the first place if it weren’t, now would we?”
Nick shrunk back a little at that and huddled closer to his lover, his…husband. Holy shit they were married! Joe pressed a kiss to his cheek and their father frowned, but Denise said, “Leave them alone.” All three men stared at them and Kevin walked in with Danielle, looking from each of his brothers and then their parents in turn. “Paul,” she said to her husband, hands trembling a little. “If this is their decision, then just let them be.”
Nick felt like he was going to cry again, so thankful for their mom and he walked over to her, pulling Denise into a tight hug. She stiffened at first, but then hugged him back and Joe joined in, wrapping his arms around both of them. “Shh, it’s okay,” she said, voice soft and soothing. “I love you both so, so much.” She pulled back and looked them in the eyes, “You sure this is what you want?”
“I don’t care if it’s what they want,” Paul growled angrily, but she ignored him.
Nick nodded and Joe said, “Hell yeah…Mama I love him.”
“I know,” she said sadly. “That’s what you’ve been saying since the day he came home from the hospital after he was born. And when you got into the hospital bed with him when he was diagnosed with Diabetes you talked in your sleep, saying you would marry him one day.”
Nick blinked and his mouth opened in surprise, looking at Joe curiously. The man just shrugged and blushed, ducking his head. “I guess it’s good you were prepared, then…?” She laughed and kissed each of their cheeks and he added, “Thank you, Mama.”
Danielle hugged both of them as well and congratulated them, and Kevin said “I’ll take you to the airport in the morning.” Nick grinned and couldn’t stop as their oldest brother opened the door and Frankie walked in, having been left with their grandma, and he looked like he’d managed to escape. “Hey Tank,” Kev said, ruffling his hair and walking out with Danielle.
Paul had taken a seat by the desk in the room and had his face buried in his hands. Denise walked over to him and said, “Relax, honey. No one’s hurt, our family is safe and happy. Joe and Nick are happy…just let that be enough, please?” He shrugged her off but that was all, and she made shooing motions with her hands and they all filed out.
Frankie tugged on Nick’s hand when they were in the hallway and said “Why’d you marry Joe? He’s so weird…”
“You’re one to talk, Tank,” Joe retorted dryly, sticking his tongue out at the fourteen year-old. Time really flew, Frankie was about to start his first year of high school. He was opting to go to public school and not follow his brother’s path to stardom just yet.
“Whatever,” Frankie said back and mimicked Joe’s facial expressions the whole way to Nick’s room where they both stopped and hugged their family members, watching them walk on toward their own rooms. Frankie was hanging with Kevin and Dani until their parents were done talking.
They slipped in and pressed their lips together in a slow kiss, hands roving over each other’s bodies, and Nick still couldn’t quite believe they were somehow getting away with this. “Let’s change and go back down I guess,” he whispered. “Gotta go clean up that mess and deal with everyone down there.”
Joe nodded but kissed him again, tongue prodding at his lips like he wanted in, and he wanted in now. Nick moaned and let him in, face flushing as their bodies collided, kiss deepening and hands running through each other’s hair. They parted a little shakily and Joe smirked, “We could just keep doing that…”
Nick laughed and pushed away, “After,” he promised. Joe pouted and Nick did his best to ignore it, walking over to his bag and pulling out clean clothes, slipping on the jeans and v-neck as if he didn’t notice Joe sulking by the door. “Come on…” he finally said. “The sooner we go the sooner it’s done and we can come back here.”
Joe gave him a small smile and said “Fiiine,” as if it were a big inconvenience for them to go and do this. Damage control was just part of the job sometimes.
~*~*~
ONE WEEK LATER
The last thing Nick wanted to do was wake up as the light filtered in through the curtains of the gorgeous hotel room and the bed was so amazingly comfortable he could lay there forever. But what made the bed especially succulent was the beautiful, gorgeous, sumptuous, talented and vigorous young man curled up against him, snug tight against his body. Mexico had been good to them and Joe’s perpetual tan was practically gold as calloused fingers skimmed gently over his lover’s skin.
“Mmmm,” Joe moaned pleasantly, eyes opening slowly before locking with Nick’s. “G’morning,” he added lazily, fingers coming up to cup the younger Jonas’ cheek, thumb caressing the cheekbone almost delicately.
“Good morning,” Nick said back, voice quiet like he was afraid to disturb the very air as he leaned into Joe’s touch. Their lips, already so close, brushed together in the barest hint of a kiss before pulling away so they could just look at each other again. Nick decided he could stare into Joe’s eyes all day, all night…forever. Then again, wasn’t that the point of marriage? Forever? He liked the idea of forever with Joe and reached for the phone. “What do you want for breakfast?”
“Mmmm pancakes,” Joe said simply. Nick chuckled because, yeah, he should have expected that answer. They’d been on their honeymoon for almost a week in Playa del Carmen and Joe had gotten pancakes for breakfast almost every day. Nick dialed room service and ordered an omelet for himself and Joe’s pancakes as well as coffee, loving the all-inclusive resort and the fact that they actually got a decent amount of privacy there. Security was doing its job of keeping out unwanted visitors for the most part. It was a war that would never really end, but they couldn’t win every battle. It was just nice to have their honeymoon to themselves.
So far, the most clothing they’d worn had been bathing suits, and that was a rare event because it meant they were leaving their room.
When the food came, Nick got the door, slipping on one of the white, fluffy robes that the hotel had provided for them as he thanked the man and gave him a tip even though he wasn’t supposed to. Joe was up and out of bed the second he smelled the pancakes and Nick marveled how the smell of food had the ability to do what so many people failed at very, very often. They fed each other pieces of their food, sharing everything and trading smiles that would have been secret if anyone else had been around. Still, they were secret as if the very walls should never know the true meaning behind them.
Joe chuckled and looked at Nick who blushed, wondering what his brother was staring at. Suddenly Joe scooted closer until his chair was pressed so close to Nick’s it made their legs tangle. “You’ve got something…” Joe leaned in. He licked at the corner of Nick’s lips; “Just there…” he finished in a whisper.
Even though he knew his brother had gotten the food off of him he asked “All gone?” Joe just chuckled darkly which made things low in his body react and they were kissing again, hot and needy and full of all the love they had for each other. Their tongues pushed against each other, gliding and licking and massaging before it turned rougher, more primitive. Nick groaned and shifted so he was sitting in Joe’s lap, nude once more, and he let out a surprised gasp when his brother picked him up.
His legs automatically locked around Joe’s waist and his arms around that strong neck as he realized they were heading for the room’s Jacuzzi. He watched, somewhat amused, as Joe hit the button with his foot and the jets started whirling. They got in slowly, leisurely, and Nick was still in Joe’s arms and loving it as he buried his face against his husband’s neck. When Joe was sitting down with Nick straddling his thighs, the older man grabbed the bubble-bath liquid and poured a bunch in, making Nick giggle like they were little kids. But when they kissed, there was nothing childish about it. He could feel Joe hard and hot and pressed against his own cock which by not was trying to demand some attention for itself.
The younger Jonas spread his legs in anticipation, eager to begin and Joe gasped, sucking on a sensitive spot on Nick’s neck. “God, Nicky, wanna stretch you first…” Joe whispered and Nick just scooted a little bit closer as he felt Joe’s fingers prod at his entrance, even though they’d done this so many times Nick was sure he didn’t really need the stretching. But he loved Joe’s fingers inside of him so he didn’t complain.
It wasn’t long before Nick was stretched to Joe’s satisfaction and he felt strong fingers grasp his hips and pull him even closer. He could feel the head nudging gently but insistently at that ring of muscle. “Just go.” Joe never really needed much more prompting than that, and this time didn’t seem to be any exception as he pushed into Nick in one swift movement, plunging in as far as he could go, hands locked at the small of Nick’s back so the younger man could lean back without risk of falling. “FUCK!” he screamed, unable to help it as Joe hit his prostate with that first slide out due to the angle.
Nick arched his back, thighs trembling and chest heaving, and the next time Joe glided in it was all the way. “Niiick…so good,” Joe moaned. Joe’s grip on his hips tightened and he felt nails dig into the skin, or what little nails Joe had. It stung, but not in a bad way, as Joe slowly moved in and out, getting used to the new position.
“Faster…” Nick commanded, desperate for more. Joe didn’t hesitate as he picked up the pace, switching so he was on his knees and changing the angle again, forcing Nick’s back to bend even further. Joe was hitting his prostate now with each stroke, in, out, in and out and it was dizzying - almost too much. He could feel himself getting close…closer, and when he thought he was about to come he said, “Stop!” Joe pushed in once more and then did stop, shaking as if it were taking all his self-control to do as Nick asked.
“Y…you okay?” Joe asked around heavy breaths of air, chest rising and falling with the motion and sweat glistening in the low lighting.
Nick nodded and said, “Y-yeah…just want this to last a bit longer.” Joe smirked and slid so he was on his feet, but he didn’t stop, just kept going until Nick was bent over the side of the Jacuzzi backwards and legs locked around the older man’s waist as he started to fuck him again. The strokes were even faster now, harder, and Nick let out embarrassingly loud moans with each one and felt his orgasm building fast. His body shuddered and convulsed as he watched water and sweat drip over rippling muscles. He felt sharp pain that was also so good as Joe pinched one of his nipples and suddenly he was coming, thick ropes of pearly white shooting between them.
Joe fucked him through the orgasm in slower motions, hand coming down to jerk Nick’s cock and wring out ever last drop and the twenty-two year old pouted at his older brother when he was done. The effect was slightly ruined by the fucked-out expression of bliss on Nick’s features, but he managed to whine: “I wanted to take my time…you rushed me.”
Joe just smirked and fucked into him again, still hard. “Nah…didn’t rush you; just wanna see how soon I can make you come again.”
Nick groaned and kissed him, hips rolling which only made Joe fuck into him again. His cock gave an angry twitch as it tried to fill again too soon and he let out a pained whimper. Joe chuckled at his discomfort and kissed the hollow of Nick’s throat gently, slowing his pace to something that would have been intolerably unhurried if the younger man had been hard. As it was, it was almost too much, especially when that slick tongue began working over the flushed skin spreading down from Nick’s face and along his neck.
“Mmmm,” he sighed, kissing Joe’s sweaty forehead, eyes fluttering when he felt his prostate being assaulted. “Love you…” he murmered, feeling Joe’s fingers wrap around his slowly thickening cock some time after he’d come. Joe had always had the most patience in their family, and it proved true even during sex. Their lips came together leisurely, motions deliberate so neither of their bodies would feel too strained, tongues dancing in gentle, circular massages. Hands roved over skin, learning and re-learning the curves and dimples that were everywhere as the two recently married men made love. When Nick came, it was seconds after his lover’s release, the product of their love-making coating their flesh and the come that had already dried there from the first time around.
“Mmmm, love you even more now…” he smiled as Joe rolled off of him with a soft moan at the loss of the intense connection.
“Love you, too,” Joe said, turning to meet Nick’s eyes, hand reaching out and meeting the paler man’s, fingers twining together.
Nick chuckled and flopped onto his side, head coming to settle on Joe’s broad chest, his free hand coming up to trace mindless patterns on the golden skin as his breathing evened out. His eyelids fluttered closed and Joe kissed the top of his head, which only made Nick smile and snuggle closer. And even though they had a long, tough road ahead of them, Nick knew he had his happily ever after because no matter what the ‘ever after’ part held in store, it would be happy because Joe would be in it with him.
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Chapter Seven
Paul entered the room like a tornado, his entrance tearing the newlyweds apart. Nick bit back a whimper as Joe reached for his hand automatically, fingers linking with his own and the younger man said “You can’t make us separate. We’re both over eighteen and this marriage is legal in the state of New Jersey…”
“Obviously,” Paul groaned, running a hand through his hair and glaring at both of them. “We wouldn’t be having this problem in the first place if it weren’t, now would we?”
Nick shrunk back a little at that and huddled closer to his lover, his…husband. Holy shit they were married! Joe pressed a kiss to his cheek and their father frowned, but Denise said, “Leave them alone.” All three men stared at them and Kevin walked in with Danielle, looking from each of his brothers and then their parents in turn. “Paul,” she said to her husband, hands trembling a little. “If this is their decision, then just let them be.”
Nick felt like he was going to cry again, so thankful for their mom and he walked over to her, pulling Denise into a tight hug. She stiffened at first, but then hugged him back and Joe joined in, wrapping his arms around both of them. “Shh, it’s okay,” she said, voice soft and soothing. “I love you both so, so much.” She pulled back and looked them in the eyes, “You sure this is what you want?”
“I don’t care if it’s what they want,” Paul growled angrily, but she ignored him.
Nick nodded and Joe said, “Hell yeah…Mama I love him.”
“I know,” she said sadly. “That’s what you’ve been saying since the day he came home from the hospital after he was born. And when you got into the hospital bed with him when he was diagnosed with Diabetes you talked in your sleep, saying you would marry him one day.”
Nick blinked and his mouth opened in surprise, looking at Joe curiously. The man just shrugged and blushed, ducking his head. “I guess it’s good you were prepared, then…?” She laughed and kissed each of their cheeks and he added, “Thank you, Mama.”
Danielle hugged both of them as well and congratulated them, and Kevin said “I’ll take you to the airport in the morning.” Nick grinned and couldn’t stop as their oldest brother opened the door and Frankie walked in, having been left with their grandma, and he looked like he’d managed to escape. “Hey Tank,” Kev said, ruffling his hair and walking out with Danielle.
Paul had taken a seat by the desk in the room and had his face buried in his hands. Denise walked over to him and said, “Relax, honey. No one’s hurt, our family is safe and happy. Joe and Nick are happy…just let that be enough, please?” He shrugged her off but that was all, and she made shooing motions with her hands and they all filed out.
Frankie tugged on Nick’s hand when they were in the hallway and said “Why’d you marry Joe? He’s so weird…”
“You’re one to talk, Tank,” Joe retorted dryly, sticking his tongue out at the fourteen year-old. Time really flew, Frankie was about to start his first year of high school. He was opting to go to public school and not follow his brother’s path to stardom just yet.
“Whatever,” Frankie said back and mimicked Joe’s facial expressions the whole way to Nick’s room where they both stopped and hugged their family members, watching them walk on toward their own rooms. Frankie was hanging with Kevin and Dani until their parents were done talking.
They slipped in and pressed their lips together in a slow kiss, hands roving over each other’s bodies, and Nick still couldn’t quite believe they were somehow getting away with this. “Let’s change and go back down I guess,” he whispered. “Gotta go clean up that mess and deal with everyone down there.”
Joe nodded but kissed him again, tongue prodding at his lips like he wanted in, and he wanted in now. Nick moaned and let him in, face flushing as their bodies collided, kiss deepening and hands running through each other’s hair. They parted a little shakily and Joe smirked, “We could just keep doing that…”
Nick laughed and pushed away, “After,” he promised. Joe pouted and Nick did his best to ignore it, walking over to his bag and pulling out clean clothes, slipping on the jeans and v-neck as if he didn’t notice Joe sulking by the door. “Come on…” he finally said. “The sooner we go the sooner it’s done and we can come back here.”
Joe gave him a small smile and said “Fiiine,” as if it were a big inconvenience for them to go and do this. Damage control was just part of the job sometimes.
~*~*~
ONE WEEK LATER
The last thing Nick wanted to do was wake up as the light filtered in through the curtains of the gorgeous hotel room and the bed was so amazingly comfortable he could lay there forever. But what made the bed especially succulent was the beautiful, gorgeous, sumptuous, talented and vigorous young man curled up against him, snug tight against his body. Mexico had been good to them and Joe’s perpetual tan was practically gold as calloused fingers skimmed gently over his lover’s skin.
“Mmmm,” Joe moaned pleasantly, eyes opening slowly before locking with Nick’s. “G’morning,” he added lazily, fingers coming up to cup the younger Jonas’ cheek, thumb caressing the cheekbone almost delicately.
“Good morning,” Nick said back, voice quiet like he was afraid to disturb the very air as he leaned into Joe’s touch. Their lips, already so close, brushed together in the barest hint of a kiss before pulling away so they could just look at each other again. Nick decided he could stare into Joe’s eyes all day, all night…forever. Then again, wasn’t that the point of marriage? Forever? He liked the idea of forever with Joe and reached for the phone. “What do you want for breakfast?”
“Mmmm pancakes,” Joe said simply. Nick chuckled because, yeah, he should have expected that answer. They’d been on their honeymoon for almost a week in Playa del Carmen and Joe had gotten pancakes for breakfast almost every day. Nick dialed room service and ordered an omelet for himself and Joe’s pancakes as well as coffee, loving the all-inclusive resort and the fact that they actually got a decent amount of privacy there. Security was doing its job of keeping out unwanted visitors for the most part. It was a war that would never really end, but they couldn’t win every battle. It was just nice to have their honeymoon to themselves.
So far, the most clothing they’d worn had been bathing suits, and that was a rare event because it meant they were leaving their room.
When the food came, Nick got the door, slipping on one of the white, fluffy robes that the hotel had provided for them as he thanked the man and gave him a tip even though he wasn’t supposed to. Joe was up and out of bed the second he smelled the pancakes and Nick marveled how the smell of food had the ability to do what so many people failed at very, very often. They fed each other pieces of their food, sharing everything and trading smiles that would have been secret if anyone else had been around. Still, they were secret as if the very walls should never know the true meaning behind them.
Joe chuckled and looked at Nick who blushed, wondering what his brother was staring at. Suddenly Joe scooted closer until his chair was pressed so close to Nick’s it made their legs tangle. “You’ve got something…” Joe leaned in. He licked at the corner of Nick’s lips; “Just there…” he finished in a whisper.
Even though he knew his brother had gotten the food off of him he asked “All gone?” Joe just chuckled darkly which made things low in his body react and they were kissing again, hot and needy and full of all the love they had for each other. Their tongues pushed against each other, gliding and licking and massaging before it turned rougher, more primitive. Nick groaned and shifted so he was sitting in Joe’s lap, nude once more, and he let out a surprised gasp when his brother picked him up.
His legs automatically locked around Joe’s waist and his arms around that strong neck as he realized they were heading for the room’s Jacuzzi. He watched, somewhat amused, as Joe hit the button with his foot and the jets started whirling. They got in slowly, leisurely, and Nick was still in Joe’s arms and loving it as he buried his face against his husband’s neck. When Joe was sitting down with Nick straddling his thighs, the older man grabbed the bubble-bath liquid and poured a bunch in, making Nick giggle like they were little kids. But when they kissed, there was nothing childish about it. He could feel Joe hard and hot and pressed against his own cock which by not was trying to demand some attention for itself.
The younger Jonas spread his legs in anticipation, eager to begin and Joe gasped, sucking on a sensitive spot on Nick’s neck. “God, Nicky, wanna stretch you first…” Joe whispered and Nick just scooted a little bit closer as he felt Joe’s fingers prod at his entrance, even though they’d done this so many times Nick was sure he didn’t really need the stretching. But he loved Joe’s fingers inside of him so he didn’t complain.
It wasn’t long before Nick was stretched to Joe’s satisfaction and he felt strong fingers grasp his hips and pull him even closer. He could feel the head nudging gently but insistently at that ring of muscle. “Just go.” Joe never really needed much more prompting than that, and this time didn’t seem to be any exception as he pushed into Nick in one swift movement, plunging in as far as he could go, hands locked at the small of Nick’s back so the younger man could lean back without risk of falling. “FUCK!” he screamed, unable to help it as Joe hit his prostate with that first slide out due to the angle.
Nick arched his back, thighs trembling and chest heaving, and the next time Joe glided in it was all the way. “Niiick…so good,” Joe moaned. Joe’s grip on his hips tightened and he felt nails dig into the skin, or what little nails Joe had. It stung, but not in a bad way, as Joe slowly moved in and out, getting used to the new position.
“Faster…” Nick commanded, desperate for more. Joe didn’t hesitate as he picked up the pace, switching so he was on his knees and changing the angle again, forcing Nick’s back to bend even further. Joe was hitting his prostate now with each stroke, in, out, in and out and it was dizzying - almost too much. He could feel himself getting close…closer, and when he thought he was about to come he said, “Stop!” Joe pushed in once more and then did stop, shaking as if it were taking all his self-control to do as Nick asked.
“Y…you okay?” Joe asked around heavy breaths of air, chest rising and falling with the motion and sweat glistening in the low lighting.
Nick nodded and said, “Y-yeah…just want this to last a bit longer.” Joe smirked and slid so he was on his feet, but he didn’t stop, just kept going until Nick was bent over the side of the Jacuzzi backwards and legs locked around the older man’s waist as he started to fuck him again. The strokes were even faster now, harder, and Nick let out embarrassingly loud moans with each one and felt his orgasm building fast. His body shuddered and convulsed as he watched water and sweat drip over rippling muscles. He felt sharp pain that was also so good as Joe pinched one of his nipples and suddenly he was coming, thick ropes of pearly white shooting between them.
Joe fucked him through the orgasm in slower motions, hand coming down to jerk Nick’s cock and wring out ever last drop and the twenty-two year old pouted at his older brother when he was done. The effect was slightly ruined by the fucked-out expression of bliss on Nick’s features, but he managed to whine: “I wanted to take my time…you rushed me.”
Joe just smirked and fucked into him again, still hard. “Nah…didn’t rush you; just wanna see how soon I can make you come again.”
Nick groaned and kissed him, hips rolling which only made Joe fuck into him again. His cock gave an angry twitch as it tried to fill again too soon and he let out a pained whimper. Joe chuckled at his discomfort and kissed the hollow of Nick’s throat gently, slowing his pace to something that would have been intolerably unhurried if the younger man had been hard. As it was, it was almost too much, especially when that slick tongue began working over the flushed skin spreading down from Nick’s face and along his neck.
“Mmmm,” he sighed, kissing Joe’s sweaty forehead, eyes fluttering when he felt his prostate being assaulted. “Love you…” he murmered, feeling Joe’s fingers wrap around his slowly thickening cock some time after he’d come. Joe had always had the most patience in their family, and it proved true even during sex. Their lips came together leisurely, motions deliberate so neither of their bodies would feel too strained, tongues dancing in gentle, circular massages. Hands roved over skin, learning and re-learning the curves and dimples that were everywhere as the two recently married men made love. When Nick came, it was seconds after his lover’s release, the product of their love-making coating their flesh and the come that had already dried there from the first time around.
“Mmmm, love you even more now…” he smiled as Joe rolled off of him with a soft moan at the loss of the intense connection.
“Love you, too,” Joe said, turning to meet Nick’s eyes, hand reaching out and meeting the paler man’s, fingers twining together.
Nick chuckled and flopped onto his side, head coming to settle on Joe’s broad chest, his free hand coming up to trace mindless patterns on the golden skin as his breathing evened out. His eyelids fluttered closed and Joe kissed the top of his head, which only made Nick smile and snuggle closer. And even though they had a long, tough road ahead of them, Nick knew he had his happily ever after because no matter what the ‘ever after’ part held in store, it would be happy because Joe would be in it with him.
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