Epilogue
ONE YEAR LATER
“Jack, I thought we were meeting at your house?”
“I have a surprise for you, come on.”
“Uh, Jack-”
“Come on, Benji. It won’t take too long and then we can head to my house. Your coat is perfect, it’s really coming down out there.” Jack pulls me through my front door and eyes my bare legs before shrugging and slipping his key into the lock. “Shorts are a bold choice though, it’s kind of cold out. I’ll put the heat up in the car.”
I pull my tan trench coat tighter around my body, slipping the huge hood over my head while I try to figure out how to explain to Jack that I need to go in and change if we’re going out in public. He’s practically dragging me to his Jeep, clearly very excited for whatever surprise he has in store. Little does he know, I had a surprise of my own ready for him today and it definitely isn’t public appropriate.
“Jack, if we’re going somewhere in public I really should change.”
“Don’t worry, no one will be there. We’ll only be outside for a few seconds so it won’t matter that you’re a little underdressed.”
“A little underdressed.” I mutter under my breath, squirming as I climb into the Jeep. If I tell Jack why I need to change it’ll ruin the surprise but I’m not sure I can handle a long bumpy Jeep ride in my current state. “Is it a long drive?”
“Nah, it’s actually only a few miles away.”
Jack cranks the heat up and turns on my heated seat. March has been wet and chilly this year and with Easter coming early a lot of the festivities have been a bit miserable. Spring has definitely not sprung so I thought I could give Jack a bit of Easter fun but I’m beginning to regret that choice as we go over a bump and the thick plug inside of me rubs against my prostate.
“Fuck.”
“Sorry, roads are a bit bumpy from Winter.”
Jack shrugs, completely clueless to my current situation. The thick plug has me spread wide and every small bump rubs it against that sensitive nub. My cock is already leaking and pressing against my white jock, luckily my coat hides most of the bulge.
Jack pulls into a cute, older neighborhood where the houses are smaller but spread out with bigger yards than most parts of town. He parks in front of a small house that has a cozy cottage feel and a for sale sign out front. The front yard is large and well manicured with flower beds lining the white picket fence. It looks like something out of a movie, down to the large weeping willow that takes up a good portion of the middle of the lawn.
A red Bronco is parked in the driveway and I can make out a familiar face inside. I shoot Jack a confused look but he holds up his hand to hush me.
“Just trust me, okay? Let’s go take a look.”
“Jack, I’m really not dressed-”
“It’ll be fine. Becky is just letting us in.”
I sigh but slip my seatbelt off and carefully hop out of the Jeep, careful to keep my coat wrapped tightly around my waist and thighs. The last thing I need is for Becky to see what I’m wearing underneath, or more obviously what I’m not wearing underneath.
There’s a cold breeze and with the heavy rain it feels freezing outside even though it’s nearly fifty degrees out today. I want to run for the covered front porch but I can’t risk my coat flying open, so I just pull my hood back over my head and try to look casual as I wave to Becky and hold my coat tightly closed.
“Hey, Benji, Jack. I’ll just let you guys in and wait out here.”
She enters a code into the lockbox and produces a key, slips it into the lock, and then heads back to her car with a casual wave. Becky recently got her real estate license and has been steadily building a decent pool of clients. I’ve been working with her on some listings and she’s been proving to be a really adept agent.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get you out of the cold.”
Jack takes one of my hands and pushes the door open. The inside is light and airy with a small foyer with built-in storage and a cozy living room just inside. There’s a gas fireplace with an intricate wood mantle and a tall hearth. Large bay windows make the room feel bigger than it is.
Jack guides me into the kitchen and attached dining room, both of which could use some updating but the trim and wood details make up for the older cabinets and chipping backsplash.
“I know it needs some work but I like that we could customize the kitchen to really suit your needs.”
“Jack-”
“Come on, let’s go look at the rest.”
Jack guides me into a small guest room and then a small hall bathroom that looks well-used but clean. The master is a much bigger space and has a king size bed and a small seating area next to a sliding door that leads to the massive backyard. The landscaping is definitely a perk with this house and I can see why Jack likes it. The master bath has been recently updated with a glass enclosed shower and a large soaker tub. Honestly, it’s kind of the perfect space.
Walking around constantly moves the plug inside of me and I try to keep my reactions minimal even as a flush creeps up my neck. I’m still hard and I know I’m making a mess in my jock but there’s no turning back now without giving away my surprise.
“There’s a small-ish shed outside and I think with some additional lighting and a bit of drywall you could make that into a studio.”
“Buying a house is a big step Jack. We don’t even live together.”
“I’ve been begging you to move in with me for over a year. We know we want to be together, right?”
“Of course.”
“Well, I think maybe you’re nervous about moving into a space that’s so clearly mine. We could buy this house and make it ours instead. I’ve always wanted a big yard and the kitchen can be updated so that it meets all of your wants.” I turn around and glance around the room, trying to picture waking up here every morning wrapped up in Jack’s arms.
“Buying a house just seems like a huge step. We aren’t even engaged-” I can’t face him as I say it because I don’t want him to think I’m trying to pressure him into proposing but Jack quickly cuts that thought off.
“I want to fix that too, baby.” I spin around and Jack is kneeling down, an open ring box with a simple thin silver band inside. “I want a life with you, Benji. I know you needed time and I’ve been patient and if you still need more time I’ll keep being patient. I’ll wait forever if that’s what you want but what I want is to marry you. I want you to take my name and wear my ring. I want to wake up next to you every morning and fall asleep wrapped around you. I want a Christmas tree that we cut down in that big bay window in the living room. I want to eat your fancy holiday meals in that dining room-”
This time, I cut Jack off because I don’t need a long speech; I want those things too. I lean down and kiss Jack’s lips, my hands on either side of his face as my tears wet the space between our cheeks.
“I love you, Jack. I want all of those things too.”
“Marry me, Benji?”
“Yes, I’ll marry you Jack.”
Jack stands up and scoops me into his arms and spins me around movie style while we kiss. It’s dramatic and I have to resist the urge to roll my eyes at how over-the-top he always is. During the excitement I forget to hold my coat closed and when he twirls me around it flips open revealing how close to naked I am.
Jack’s pupils blow as he takes in my state, his eyes lingering on the wet patch on the front of my jock. One hand slides under the coat to cup my ass and he lets out a small gasp.
“What do we have here, baby?”
“I tried to tell you, I’m not dressed for public.”
“No, you certainly are not. Is that a…tail?”
“I thought I could be your little Easter bunny.” I’m blushing furiously and wondering if maybe I’ve taken things too far. The tail was supposed to be a funny touch but in hindsight it is a little weird. “Sorry, I know it’s kind of weird. I was trying to be cheeky.”
“Oh you’re fucking cheeky alright. Take off this coat and bend over so I can see.”
“Jack! We can’t do that here!”
“Sure we can. Becky put in my offer last week and it was accepted. I already made a down payment so in just a few weeks this is going to be home.” Jack slips the knot at my waist free and the coat off of my shoulders.
“Presumptuous much? What if I had said no?”
“Confident mostly, now bend over.”
There’s no way I’m defiling a stranger's bed so I decide to lean over the arm of one of their chairs instead. Jack stalks over, his footsteps heavy on the wood floors. He runs a hand over one of my cheeks and then snaps the leg band on my jock.
“Fuck, you make a pretty little bunny. Too bad you don’t have ears.”
“I uh, there’s some in the interior pocket of my coat.”
“You really did come prepared, didn’t you?” Jack retrieves the sparkly bunny ears and carefully slips them into my curls. He retrieves his phone and takes a few photos of my costume. “Fucking beautiful. Gonna have to film us christening the master bedroom.”
Jack begins recording as he strokes his fingers down my crack teasingly. I can’t help the moan that escapes when he presses against the tail, pushing the plug a bit deeper. I’ve been worked up for far too long and I’m starting to feel desperate and needy.
“Please take it out and fuck me. I’m dying for it, Jack. I’ve been hard for so long.”
Jack hums in response and grips the base of the plug, filming as he fucks it in and out of my hole. The thick base stretches me wide and then strokes my sensitive spot with each push forward. It’s maddening and I know I’m a mess of pornstar level noises at this point, constantly saying versions of’ yes, please, more. Fuck. So fucking good, please.’.
Jack finally takes mercy on me and slips the plug free. I feel my ass spread wide for a moment, gaping after being stretched open for so long, and then finally winking closed. It’s Jack’s turn to moan; he always goes on and on about loving when I gape wide for him.
“Love seeing your pretty hole open up for me. You need more lube?”
“No, please. I’m so wet and open. Need you in me now.”
“So fucking desperate for it, aren’t you baby. That little cock of yours is going to blow as soon as I push in and make a big mess in that tiny jock.”
Jack thrusts in to the hilt in one fluid roll of his hips. His thighs press against my ass and I clench down hard as I try to keep my orgasm at bay. He isn’t wrong though, I shoot my load on his second thrust and he fucks me slow and steady through it. Each rock of his hips sends pleasure dancing down my spine and pooling in my groin; my legs shaking and trembling as a high pitch moan escapes my lips.
“Gonna come inside you and then put the plug back in. Fucking love when I know my come is still in your ass. When we get home, I’ll fuck another load into this wet, sloppy hole.” Jack starts fucking me in earnest, chasing his own orgasm. The sound of skin slapping fills the room and he lets out a loud, deep grunt as he cums deep inside me. Jack lazily fucks his come as deep into my hole as he can before finally stilling.
“Don’t move, keep that hole as tight as you can while I get the plug ready.”
Jack slips out and I clench down to keep from gaping and making a mess. He moves around the room for a moment and then I hear the water running as he rinses the plug. When he finally returns the metal of the plug is cold from the water and I gasp as he pushes it inside in one smooth motion. My fucked out hole easily swallows the widest part and then closes around the tapered base.
Jack slaps my ass and then helps me off the arm of the chair, wrapping me back in my coat. His eyes twinkle as he ties a knot around my waist, a cross between amusement and adoration painting his features.
“God you’re so perfect for me baby. Can’t believe you got all dressed up and did the trench coat move.”
“I wanted to surprise you.”
“You always do, Benji.”
“I love you, Jack.”
He leans down and captures my lips in a brief, but passionate kiss. Our tongues dance together for a moment before he pulls away with a small groan.
“I love you too but we better get out there before Becky comes looking. We’ll have plenty of time to christen every room in this house soon enough. I’m going to fuck you here, and there, and everywhere.” Jack rhymes, throwing his head back and laughing when I roll my eyes at him. “Oh! We almost forgot!”
He retrieves the forgotten ring box and holds his hand out. I slip my hand into his and watch with watery eyes as he slips the silver band onto my finger.
“You’re mine now, Benji.”
“I told you, I’ve always been yours Jack.”