Chapter 14
Jon
Days turned into weeks, and before they knew it, it was Valentine’s Day.
A year earlier, Kyle and Jon had been together in Albuquerque—Jon was attending a conference, and Kyle had flown out for the weekend.
They’d had a romantic dinner together at the top of Sandia Peak in New Mexico.
Jon and Kyle both acknowledged that the origins of Valentine’s Day weren’t necessarily romantic in nature, and that the holiday became commercialized in the mid-nineteenth century to help sell chocolates and greeting cards, but Jon still wanted to do something romantic so that he could ask Kyle a very important question.
Jon had been working on this since Christmas Day, when he asked Ben for his blessing to marry his son.
The following week, he’d confided in Matthew, asking him to design a pair of rings for their wedding.
The rings had been delivered to Jon’s office the week before; he’d use one to propose to Kyle after dinner.
Neil arrived at six thirty, agreeing to babysit for Wyatt so that Jon and Kyle could go out to eat. Jon had made reservations at Estadio, a tapas restaurant that had become a favorite of theirs for special occasions.
“Wow, you really didn’t have to do anything this special, Jon,” Kyle said after the ma?tre d’ had seated them.
“Last year you surprised me with that special dinner at Ten 3 in Albuquerque, so I wanted to surprise you this year.” That restaurant was so named because it was ten thousand, three hundred feet above sea level.
“Again, totally unnecessary, but I’m not really complaining, because I love the food here.”
The men both took a cursory glance at the menu and then proceeded to order some of their favorite small plates to share, along with a bottle of Cava. They kept their conversation light, talking about work and Wyatt and their plans for the weekend, which were mostly grocery shopping and laundry.
When the server had cleared the last of their plates, Jon looked at Kyle and said, “Kyle, I love you. You’re it for me.
And now we’ve started a family. Okay, it’s a bit quicker than we’d planned, but I love Wyatt, and I’m so glad that he’s part of our life now.
I can’t imagine my life without you or Wyatt.
” He paused, pulling a small velvet box from his pocket. “Will you marry me?”
“What?” Kyle was gobsmacked. “Really?”
Jon nodded, opening the box to reveal a beautiful silver ring, which appeared to be inlaid with a band of wood.
“Yes!” Kyle practically shouted, causing several nearby patrons to turn and stare.
“Of course, I’ll marry you.” There were tears in his eyes as he leaned forward and kissed Jon tenderly on the lips.
A few of the patrons must have caught on to what was happening, as several smiled, and a few applauded quietly as Jon took the ring out of the box and slid it onto Kyle’s finger.
Kyle looked more closely at the ring. “Did Matthew make this?”
“He did,” Jon replied. “It’s tungsten carbide and the inlay is sequoia.”
“It’s beautiful,” Kyle said. “I want yours to match.”
“Of course. Matthew’s already made one for me.”
“You think of everything.” Kyle sighed. “Whaddya say we go home? We can figure out something for dessert there.”
“Funny,” Jon said, a glint in his eye. “I was thinking the same thing.”
Kyle checked in on Wyatt one last time, then walked into the bedroom he shared with Jon.
The first thing he noticed was that Jon was standing at the sink in their en suite bathroom, brushing his teeth.
Naked. Whoa—he could stare at that man’s body all day long, starting with the dark hair covering his chest and stomach, then continuing down to his crotch and legs.
Before Wyatt came into their lives, they had normally slept naked, but that had changed with the addition of their new son.
If Wyatt woke in the middle of the night for some reason, neither of them felt comfortable checking on the boy while nude, so they’d begun wearing pajama pants to bed.
The fact that Jon wasn’t wearing any clothes could only mean one thing—he was in the mood for some sexy times, and Kyle was totally on board.
He undressed quickly and sauntered into the bathroom.
Picking up his toothbrush, he squeezed Jon’s ass with his other hand as he kissed Jon’s shoulder.
“I’ll be done in a few minutes.”
“Take your time. You know where to find me.” Jon wiped his mouth and smiled wickedly, then walked away.
Kyle hurried to finish, then joined his man in bed.
“Hi,” Kyle said, his voice sultry. He kissed Jon.
“Hi, yourself.” Jon reached between them, wrapping his hand around Kyle’s already-growing cock. “What’s this?”
“I think he’s really happy to be with you tonight.” Kyle grinned. His love was clear.
“Oh yeah? Well, I’m happy too.” Jon pushed against Kyle’s thigh, and Kyle could feel his dick, hard and hot along his leg.
“Hmmm, you are indeed.” They kissed again, deeper, and Kyle greedily sucked on Jon’s tongue.
“Missed this,” Jon panted, breaking the kiss. Their lovemaking had waned a bit as they had adjusted their new schedule now that Wyatt was in their lives.
“We’ll just have to get back on track, I guess,” Kyle said, kissing Jon’s neck.
He pushed Jon back and peppered his hairy chest with kisses, slowly moving down his abdomen.
Pushing the covers away, he revealed Jon’s rigid cock and inhaled deeply, relishing his scent.
Pulling down the foreskin to reveal the head of Jon’s cock, already slick with precum, Kyle licked the glossy crown, then covered it with his mouth.
“Yes!” Jon groaned, encouraging his lover.
Kyle took Jon’s cock to the back of his throat, moaning. Up and down he went, sucking and licking along the hot length.
Jon grabbed his hips and swiveled around so that Kyle’s dick was now within reach. He grabbed it and licked his way around Kyle’s cock, encircling the head and lapping at the slit.
“Oh yeah,” Kyle panted, “suck my cock, baby!”
Jon redoubled his efforts, bringing Kyle to the edge, then slowing down. He used the tip of his tongue to tickle Kyle’s frenulum, and Kyle squirmed in response.
“Gonna … come … if you … keep … that up,” Kyle stammered. He then sucked Jon’s cock even harder, his goal obvious.
“That’s the point, isn’t it?” Jon asked, barely able to catch his breath. Kyle’s finger slid behind his balls, seeking his hole. Kyle always knew what would take his lover over the edge.
“Ahhh!” Jon cried out as Kyle’s finger entered him. “Coming!” As his orgasm hit, he swallowed Kyle’s dick and was rewarded with a mouthful of Kyle’s release.
Slowly, they lapped at each other, cleaning up the remains of their activities and allowing their breathing to return to normal. They moved languidly until they were facing each other. Jon leaned forward and kissed Kyle deeply. “Love you,” he whispered.
“Love you too,” Kyle replied. “So much.”
They snuggled together and were asleep almost immediately.