Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
The kids were all in bed and Bay was in the bathroom, waiting for Pete to join him. They were going to have a bath together. He hadn’t had a bath since he was a kid, but Pete seemed pretty keen on it, so he was willing to give it a go.
Hell, Pete had even cleaned all the glitter out of the tub. That was love.
He put the plug in and started the water. He didn’t know if there was going to be bubble bath or not. He just hoped if Pete brought something to put in it, that it wasn’t glittery.
“I found a little foaming bathbomb. Orange scented.”
“Oh, that sounds okay. So how does this work? We put it in and then get in ourselves?” He didn’t know if a bath bomb exploded or just added bubbles like the kids’s bubblebath.
“We run the tub, get in, and put it between us.” Pete winked at him.
“You’re the bath boss.” He began stripping off his clothes.
“It used to be one of my favorite pastimes. Warm and wet relaxation.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing if I agree.” He stepped into the tub at one end and let his legs fall open so Pete had room to sit across from him.
Pete stripped and slipped in, his legs over Bay’s thighs. Then he handed the bathbomb over. “Bombs away!”
“Just drop it in, eh?” Bay let go of the ball and it hit the water, bouncing a little before sinking, leaving a trail of orange bubbles behind it.
It was fizzy and fascinating, and he could see why the kids loved them so.
“It feels weird against my skin.” Not bad, just different. A little ticklish.
“Fun, huh? It’s like bathing in a soda pop.” Pete wiggled around and smiled at him, so obviously happy.
He chuckled and reached out to slide his hands along Pete’s legs. He had to admit, this was relaxing and sexy at the same time.
“Oh, this is so nice. I love this, being in here with you.” Pete sounded utterly overjoyed.
“I’m glad we’re doing it, then.” Sometimes Pete was incredibly easy to make happy.
“Me too.” Pete reached out, massaging one of his feet, thumbs rubbing over the sole.
“Oh… that’s nice.” He let his head fall back and enjoyed the massage.
“Mmhmm. You’re amazing.”
He wasn’t the one massaging.
“You have a foot fetish I don’t know about?” he teased.
Pete tilted his head. “No. I just like knowing you’re good.”
“You’re a very good man, Pete.” And he was so lucky, in so many ways.
“I’m just trying to keep all my balls in the air, you know?”
He chuckled and was unable to resist. “You said balls.”
Pete chuckled, the laughter sweet as honey.
He slid his hands up higher on Pete’s thighs, headed for the sweet prize between them.
Pete’s lips parted, a soft gasp on the air. “Hey.”
“Hey.” He stroked Pete’s inner thighs.
“That feels… amazing.” Pete’s eyes were crossing.
Bay grinned, feeling like a million bucks, making Pete feel that good with just a few touches and a simple thing like taking a bath together.
“Thank you for this. I’ve missed it, and sharing it with you is…” Pete shrugged and offered him the sweetest smile.
“You don’t need to miss it anymore. Now that I know, I’ll make sure you get more opportunities.” He wanted to surge forward and kiss Pete, make love to him. But he didn’t want to cut into the man’s bath time, given how much Pete enjoyed it.
“Oh good. Do you think I can move over, sit in your lap?”
“It might put an end to the relaxing portion of the bath, but I would like that a lot.”
“We can start and end relaxed.”
Was Pete waggling his eyebrows?
He laughed and held his arms out to invite Pete close.
Pete moved right into his arms, cuddling in close. “Mmm… better.”
“Uh-huh.” He took advantage of the closeness, bringing their mouths together in a kiss. Pete opened up, nice and easy, a low moan filling the air.
His prick began filling, rising up to press against Pete.
“Is that for me?” Pete murmured against his lips.
“I don’t see anyone else in the tub with us,” he noted, licking at Pete’s lips before sucking the bottom one in between his own.
Pete chuckled, but the sound was lost beneath the moan that escaped.
He slipped his tongue into Pete’s mouth, kissing him thoroughly while he let his hands wander along Pete’s wet skin.
Pete was responding, pushing into him, moaning deep in his chest. That sweet cock was beginning to fill for him as well.
He grabbed Pete’s ass, pulling him in close, squeezing the round globes.
“Mmm…” Pete rubbed, the water splashing the slightest bit as they moved.
“I’m starting to see why you like this bath thing so much,” he murmured.
“Uh-huh. Hot. Slick. Naked. Sensual…” Pete wasn’t near as innocent as he appeared.
He groaned, finger sliding along Pete’s crack as he deepened the kisses, devouring Pete’s mouth.
Pete didn’t hide from him, rocking back toward his finger, begging his touch. The bath bomb had made the water slick, so he just pushed his finger right in, giving Pete what he so clearly wanted.
“Mmm… please. That’s so nice. I want you.”
“I’m right here.” He moved his finger in and out, gently fucking Pete with it.
“Me too.” Pete held his gaze, his eyes a bit unfocused.
“Mmhmm.” He licked his way along Pete’s jaw to his neck, nibbling as he went.
He loved those deep, wanton sounds that Pete offered him. They made him feel sexual, sensual, and desperately needed.
He sucked up a mark on Pete’s throat, adding a second finger into Pete’s ass, opening him up.
Pete arched, sliding on his legs.
“I want you,” he told Pete, his cock hard as nails.
“I’m all yours. Please.” That was clear, wasn’t it?
Bay was pretty sure it was. He pushed another finger in, carefully, not wanting to hurt Pete.
Pete’s lips parted, eyes rolling back in his head.
“That’s enough, right?” He wanted inside, badly. He could almost feel Pete’s body tight around his prick.
Pete nodded. “It’s enough. It’s perfect. I need you inside me.”
“Me, too. I mean me inside you. Need it.” He rolled his eyes at himself and let his fingers slide out of Pete’s ass. Then he grabbed the man’s thighs and moved Pete into position.
“Yes. God yes.” Pete wiggled until he was in place, then he sank down.
Bay moaned as Pete slowly took him in, body tight and hot around him, like a fire.
All he could do was stare and feel, Pete’s body welcoming him in, the sensation absolutely perfect.
He opened and closed his hands around Pete’s waist, leaning his forehead against Pete’s as they both breathed, adjusting to the sensations they were sharing. “You good?” he double checked because they only had soapy water for lube and he wouldn’t hurt Pete.
“Mmm…” Pete squeezed and released, squeezed and released.
“Damn.” He let his head fall back, breathing in the scent of the orange, of Pete himself. The air was warm and soft against his skin, the water it’s own sensation as it moved in the tub around them.
He squeezed Pete’s waist tighter and encouraged him up, then brought him back down again, ramping things up in the best way.
Pete cried out, covering his mouth with one hand, eyes rolling as they rocked together.
He tugged Pete’s hand away, keeping Pete quiet with his own mouth instead, kissing Pete with gusto. The water started splashing up the sides of the tub as they came together more enthusiastically.
“Gonna make a mess…” Pete winked at him. “Good thing we have towels.”
“Uh-huh. Water’ll clean easy.” He was more than a little breathless, and he started humping up into Pete as he came down.
“Yeah.” Pete’s eyes were wide, hunger visible in them.
He brought their mouths together again, kissing Pete as best he could as he thrust up into him.
His lover was right there, driving him higher, making him cry out, again and again.
He managed to keep his wits about him long enough to grab hold of Pete’s cock, squeezing and stroking it as they moved together.
Pete captured their moans in their kisses, trapping the sound.
He humped up even harder, knowing he was close and wanting to bring Pete over with him. He wanted to share this orgasm with his lover.
He felt Pete’s cock swell, felt the tight body squeeze him.
He punched in harder, tugged on Pete’s cock faster, urging them both to the finish line.
Pete shot for him, gasping and milking his prick. It pulled his own orgasm out of him, and he cried out into Pete’s mouth, body shuddering.
Pete’s breath sobbed from him. “So good…”
“Uh-huh.” He rested their foreheads together, listening to the water slowing in its sloshing against the sides of the tub.
“I—I think I’m in love with you, Bay,” Pete whispered.
His eyes went wide and he drew back, looking into Pete’s eyes, needing to see the truth of Pete’s words.
Pete’s expression was worried, but honest as hell.
“Well, I think I’m falling for you too, Pete. You’ve become the most important person in my life.” Someone he couldn’t dream of being without.
“Oh good. Thank god. I would hate to be alone.”
“Neither of us is alone.” He took Pete’s mouth, kissing him soft and easy.
In fact, he was… he was in deep, and he found that he liked it.
He never would have guessed that. Finding someone to grow old with had never crossed his mind in his former life. But things had changed, and he’d changed right along with them.
Pete leaned hard against his chest, snuggling in close. “Thank you for the bath.”
He slid his arms around Pete. “Thank you for the orgasm.”
Pete started giggling, and the soft sounds became louder, an honest, hearty laugh.
“Laughing at me,” he groused. He was fighting chuckles himself now too, though.
“Never. With you. Absolutely with you.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it.” He kissed the top of Pete’s head and leaned his own head against it.
“We’re going to be okay. I promise.”
“Yeah? We have to be.” They had four kids depending on them. But it would be nice to spend the next eighteen years with someone he cared about. Someone he loved.
“We do.” Pete kissed his jaw. “We have each other.”
“I certainly have you,” he teased, squeezing Pete’s ass. “Seriously, though. I’m glad you’re here.”
Pete’s little returning squeeze made him gasp. “Me too. I… me too.”