Joseph

Tuesday, December 22, 2002

Morning

When I opened my eyes to the sunlight, I could hear something beating. Lance's chest caught my eye as I looked down. He was here, resting comfortably with me in his arms. Staring up at his handsome face reminded me of that day on the table at my house. Wait...

"Lance..." I whispered, kissing his cheek.

"Hmm?" He hummed with his eyes closed.

"I remember having sex... on the table after we bought the house!"

"Don't make me think about it," he grumbled.

playing with the stubble on his face was fun and i hadn't even noticed how good he looked with facial hair. "This rough look is cute on you..."

"Really? You want me to be rough?"

"You can be as rough as you want..." I whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek. He sat up immediately, and the bulge in his pants was prominent.

"Stop..."

"Why?" I teased.

"Cause it's been a while... and we're in a hospital."

"Wait, a minute... You haven't—"

"No... It felt wrong. I don't know. Felt like I was cheating on you watching that stuff," The fact that he felt that way was so adorable to me and the nervousness in his face only made it better. I smiled, planting kisses all over his face. "Baby..." he chuckled.

"That's my nickname! Make your own."

He kissed my lips. "What? So you're only allowed to say that?"

"Yes!"

"Then I can call you daddy; I'm only allowed to say that now."

Hearing him say that was so odd. It was amusing, but I knew it wouldn't last long. "That's the name you wanna claim?"

"Yeah... I think I will."

"So, later..." I teased, moving closer to his ear. "When you're fucking me, I can't call you that?"

"No, you can't, Daddy," he remarked, smirking.

I started kissing his neck, feeling down his pants. "Even if I want you to cum inside me?" He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. The want for him was so overwhelming. Fucking on this hospital bed became a thought.

"No, daddy" he teased, The frustration in me grew as he got up from the bed. "I'm gonna check with your doctor on when you can go..."

"WAIT!" I stressed. He turned his head to me with worry all over his face. "I love you."

He scoffed, walking back to me. His tender lips met with mine, and I knew I wanted to be at home. In our bed, letting him fuck me till he couldn't. "I love you more..." he mumbled as I pushed my tongue down his throat. His hand found its way to my neck, keeping me still. Our kiss got more passionate, and I could tell by the firmness of his grip that he missed me.

"You've got to go, baby..." I whispered as I kissed his lips a couple more times. My fingers went through his silky hair, pushing all of it behind his head. "Go! So we can continue this in our home..."

He kissed me one final time with that smile I loved and god did his ass look great in the suit he was wearing. Pretty sure he's not into that stuff, but I was. Maybe he'd experiment if I pushed him enough. My underwear was clinging to my hard dick, and I could feel a wet spot growing. I couldn't think of the most repulsive thing, but I did, and it went down. I slowly put my feet on the chilly tile floor, getting out of bed.

My stomach was sore, but I made my way to the door anyway, opening it to my parents. "Son?" My father choked, hugging me. It hurt a little, but it didn't matter. His soft sniffling was something I'd never heard from him. He never cried... "I love you so much..."

"Dad, I love you too..." I stammered, staring at my mother in confusion. She just smiled with some clothes in her hand.

"You really are my strong son..." he sputtered, causing an influx of memories. Everything from that picture of Lance and that bitch to my father's speech he gave me came to the surface. As I remembered the call, hate flared up in the back of my mind. "Son, you're trembling..."

He let go of me, and I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath. "He cheated..." My mother came in and rubbed my shoulder. "No, honey, he didn't..."

"How do you know that?"

He walked towards us, looking at me with that stupid smile I love. "You love him?" My father asked.

"So much dad..."

"Then hear him out, it's not his fault."

As he approached, my mother handed me the outfit and some shoes. Before going away with my father. My focus went back to his cute face. "I remember what happened, Lance," his expression slumped, and I knew he was having one of his moments. "Wanna go back in the room?"

"Sure..."

I walked in, and he closed the door behind me. "Explain," I demanded, taking off the hospital gown. He just stood there staring at me before running his hands through his hair.

"Well, uh- " he stuttered, clearing his throat. "Three days ago, your ex came here and your brother told us that he set me up. He worked with my ex-wife to break us up."

"Alex? How does he even know your ex-wife?" I asked, sliding my pants on.

"I'm not sure, but they manipulated me into coming there, and she forced herself on me, Joseph!" He had that same menacing glare he used to have when we were kids. "I didn't cheat."

My only response was silence. I needed a moment to process everything, so he never cheated and she's not pregnant... A teary-eyed smile appeared on my face, but it was coupled with guilt. He said he didn't, and I didn't believe him... I sat on the bed, staring at the tiles.

"I hit you, Lance..." the shame of it all poured out of my eyes.

"I know you would never hurt me, you only reacted that way cause you love me..."

"It doesn't make up for it!" I bursted into tears. "Lance, I hit you! Over a lie. Something you didn't do!"

He took the rings he gave me out of his pocket. Slipping the emerald ring on first, then the engagement ring. "Jose, he knew you would react like that. They wanted to break us apart," "I almost lost you..."

I quickly pecked his lips as a frown appeared on his face. "You won't! I should have trusted you..."

"And I shouldn't have left that night; I should have stayed with you, and I'm sorry for not doing that..."

My arms wrapped around him, hugging him as tightly as I could. This gave me flashbacks from when we disagreed about Martin and his place in our friendship. He was so hurt that I'd snuck out with him. We argued for hours. My mother said we sounded like a married couple. Funny seeing what we are now.

"You thinking about that argument we had?" He asked, giving my neck small kisses.

"How'd you know?"

"I am too..." he laughed. "That night, I realized how much I loved you. Seeing you get that close to someone other than me just got to me..."

I let out a tiny laugh. He's still not over it after all these years. "I never thought of him that way; he was lovely and all, but I wanted you, Lance..."

"Then why'd you start hanging around him more? Why'd you sneak out with him? Something only me and you did."

"Because you were busy with your GIRLFRIEND," I sneered. "Lance, I couldn't love you the way I wanted to, and I started to feel jealous... so I looked for a distraction."

He scoffed, "He didn't need to be that distraction." "I hate seeing you with other guys. It just pisses me off. Like, why did you even get with that guy with tattoos?"

I rolled my eyes, laying my head on his shoulder. "Why'd you get with Morgan?"

"Needed a distraction, till I got you back," he snickered. "Now answer my question."

"I was stupid..."

"Can we agree we're both stupid when it comes to dating?" he chuckled.

"Yes, we're both stupid, Lance..."

He wrapped his hand in mine, sighing. "That hit hurt..."

I busted out laughing, kissing his knuckles. "Pretty sure that was the angriest I've ever been in my life."

"That was the most I'd ever cried in my life." He remarked. "Jose, seeing you like that made my heartache... you not trusting me is something I'm not used to..."

His brow furrowed, and I drew him closer, kissing his cheek. "I trust you, okay? Completely and if something like this happens again. I will trust your word."

"Promise Daddy?"

That name made me cringe. "You ever gonna let that go?"

"Nope. You took baby, so I'm taking Daddy."

I got up from the bed sliding the dress shirt on. "So when can I go?"

He pulled me closer, buttoning my shirt for me. "They have to evaluate you first, then you can go."

He finished, and I slid the blazer over the shirt and then put my shoes on. "So..." I said, twirling. "How do I look?"

"Like a daddy..."

I pulled him from the bed. Placing his hands on my hips. "Your Daddy," that time In the car came up, and I was so horny. "You wanna suck daddy's dick?"

"Oh, so you wanna embrace it when it benefits you?" He cooed, getting on his knees. He kissed my pants, making me hard. "You know, you said some things when you were high..." he added, unzipping my pants.

His mouth opened to say something before the door behind me opened. "So let's-" they announced, stopping mid-sentence. I turned my head, and it was that nurse. She just stood there, staring at us. Lance quickly got up, clearing his throat before leaving the room.

"Um- Let's evaluate you..."

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Hope you enjoyed the Chapter!

Sincerely, R.J