***
The guys laughed as both Dean and Kayla flipped them off. “Mary, do me a favour will you?” Dean told Mary, who was coming back to the party after going to drop off the kids.
“Let your husband sleep on the couch tonight please.”
“For you, anything darling.” Mary grinned, hugging Kayla and kissing Dean on both cheeks. “Michael, you’re on the couch tonight.” She screamed, earning cheers from the guys.
“Ow come on.” Michael groaned. “I wasn’t the only one who spoke. Matt…”
“Is sleeping on the couch too.” Jen, Matt’s fiancee chipped in. The guys laughed their heads off at the look on Matt’s face.
They had a great time. By the time the last guest left, Shane and Chris were tired. Sylvia Lewis had retired earlier. And Lizzie had gone home with Adele because apart from the fact that she’d missed her daughter, Adele wanted to start opening her numerous presents.
“Shit, I have some stuff I have to work on,” Chris muttered when they finally entered Shane’s bedroom.
“Can’t it wait till tomorrow?” Shane asked, turning to face Chris.
“I’ll sleep better if I sort it out,” Chris responded, drawing a groan from Shane.
“Do you know how much effort it took for me not to do anything scandalous at the party today?” Shane asked gruffly.
“Effort?”
“Uh-huh. It took a lot of my willpower not to launch and kiss the fucking shit outta you, right there in front of everyone.” Shane rasped. “And if I don’t do it this very instant, I’ll go insa…”
Chris cut off Shane’s tirade with his hot lips, kissing him not just passionately, but fiercely. He pushed Shane backward till they fell on the bed. Then Chris slipped a hand between them and quickly released their rapidly hardening cocks from the confines of their pants. Then without letting go of Shane’s mouth, Chris stroked their cocks together. Both men were gushing out so much precum Chris didn’t need to reach for lube. When he squeezed their mushroomed heads together, Shane tore his mouth away with a broken moan.
“Oh fuck, do that again.” Shane gasped. “I can feel it all the way to my toes.”
And Chris did it again and again in between stoking those huge erections, the friction of feeling their cocks against each other’s, so mouth-wateringly good.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” Chris moaned.
“Same here,” Shane whispered and drew Chris’ mouth to his, just as they both exploded, writhing with pleasure against each other.
Chris brought his hand from between them and cradled Shane’s head between his hands, neither minding the fact that Chris’ hand was wet with their essence. They proceeded to kiss each other senseless, coming up for air only when it became very necessary.
“Fuck.” Chris muttered as he rolled off Shane to lie beside him. “That was…”
“Amazing.” Shane breathed. “Damn, I needed that.” He laughed. “Now you can go do your work.”
“Fuck you.” Chris laughed. “I’m not going anywhere. You have no idea how many times I had to stop myself from pulling you away to have my way with you.” Chris breathed.
“That arse! Fuck, I want more.”
Shane laughed, getting off the bed and reaching for Chris’ hand to pull him up. Then they headed for the bathroom for a much-needed shower. And in the shower, they gave each other hot earth-shaking blowjobs, both crying out in blissful abandon when they reached completion. Back in bed, Shane got into his favourite position, dropping tiny kisses against Chris’ chest whilst enjoying the feel of Chris’ hand rubbing his back soothingly.
“I spoke to Kyle about Dr. Murray,” Shane said quietly. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but…I just wanted to talk to someone who has dealt with the man. The thought of talking about my innermost personal fears, thoughts, and feelings and see exactly how screwed up I really am, with a complete stranger is…”
“I understand, Shane,” Chris said softly, pressing a kiss against Shane’s head.
“He told me about…him and Aaron’s problem,” Shane said softly and felt Chris tense up against him, his rubbing hand stopping its movement on his back. “He only told me to reassure me that if Dr. Murray was able to help them, he would be able to help me too,” Shane whispered, promptly heaving a sigh of relief when Chris’ hand resumed its movement.
“Was he okay after?” Chris asked hoarsely.
“Well, that was before that hot kiss he shared with Aaron so I guess he was okay,” Shane murmured. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m good.” Chris breathed, meeting Shane halfway when Shane tilted his head up for a kiss. It was a soft sweet kiss.
Shane placed his head back on Chris’ chest and sighed. “I’m scared, Chris.” Shane’s voice was scarcely a whisper, but Chris heard it.
Chris tightened his arm around Shane, wishing he could take away all Shane’s fears and pain and protect him from everything negative. “It’s okay to be scared. Will you feel better if I come to your sessions with you?” Chris asked softly.
Shane went quiet for a while. Was it advisable to go together with Chris? After all, all he was probably going to say was about Chris. Wouldn’t that rather put a strain on their relationship? Was it even advisable to let Chris know how much he loathed him at times, back then? But then they had already spoken about how he felt hadn’t they, Shane asked himself. Chris knew how he’d felt about him before the unfortunate incident, how he’d felt after, and how he felt now, right? So what was the big deal if Chris had to sit through all that he had to say?
“I want you to come with me,” Shane said quietly.
“Let’s see how it goes alright? If Dr. Murray says it’s okay, I’ll be there with you, I promise.”
“Okay. Thanks.” Shane pressed a kiss on Chris’ chest.
“I love you, Shane,” Chris said softly. “Nothing will change that. Certainly not you saying how much you hated me. This is for eternity baby.”
All Shane could do was nod, not trusting himself to speak around the huge lump in his throat. He felt so lucky to have Chris in his life and he knew everything was going to be alright. Shane wouldn’t have it any other way.