Pushing Reset (13 page)

Chapter 29

“Juuude…” It was a deep, thick, wet rumble in his ear and Jude groaned as he buried his face in the pillow, stubbornly clinging to sleep. “Jude.” This time, the other ear before teeth nibbled his lobe and Jude squeezed his eyes shut.

Then, the teeth grazed his throat before they dug into his shoulder. Heat trickled into his groin and Jude swore silently as he willed his body to ignore it. Wet warmth slid down his spine and Jude’s fingers curled as he squeezed the pillow and begged his cock to stay calm. It didn’t listen as lips brushed over the cleft of his ass silkily and a damp rush of hot breath followed. His erection pulsed as it came to life and Jude clenched his jaw to stifle the frustrated growl that threatened.

If someone would have told Jude a few months earlier that he’d be spending most of his nights and free time fucking Brandon in every way known to man, he would have told them they were out of their mind. If they would have told him that after a month of said activity, he’d be on the verge of demanding just a few days to rest and a little space, he would have said they were hopelessly brain-damaged. But here he was, silently freaking out as his soul screamed for a day without being groped every time someone wasn’t looking or pushed into a room for a quick blow-job against a locked door, two or three times a day. Jude wanted just one blessed night without being woken up once or twice by a tongue or a cock sliding into his ass or opening his eyes to find that he was being blissfully ridden into oblivion. His body, no, his entire existence, was exhausted and sore. He wasn't sure how anything other than dust and prayers were shooting from his cock because Jude felt like he couldn't drink enough, he was so dehydrated. And he couldn’t remember what it felt like to sit in a chair and not wince.

Hands wrapped around his thighs and pushed, spreading him and a greedy growl washed over his sack before it was sucked into velvety wet heat. Jude’s cock screamed, demanding attention, relief and peace. He groaned again and complained silently despite the lifting of his hips as his body turned against him and begged for more.

“Christ!” Jude hissed as lube-slicked fingers slowly, carefully slid into his tender, clenching entrance.
At least he’s gentle,
Jude thanked all the spirits and deities that Brandon had been a quick learner and was determined to smother Jude with relentless pleasure. If he was going to die, there were worse ways to go.
What the fuck is he made of?
Jude wondered as the head of Brandon’s cock slid past the tight ring of his ass and he was filled with the heavy, hard heat of Brandon’s indestructible hard-on. Brandon slid home in one long, smooth stroke and ground against Jude’s ass and his head came off the pillow as bright, intense pleasure mingled with a dull, aching pain. “Promise me, if I die, you’ll make it look like a jet skiing or boating accident. I don’t want to be the guy that goes during sex from a stroke,” Jude asked and Brandon chuckled as his lips rubbed between Jude’s shoulder blades.

“I don’t think heaven could be as amazing as this,” Brandon whispered before his tongue slid up the back of Jude’s neck and a hoarse moan rattled in Jude’s throat.

“I don’t know. If you’re allowed to sleep and recover, I might not mind,” Jude murmured under his breath and Brandon’s hips stilled and he pushed off the bed and looked down at Jude.

“Wait. You’re being serious?” Brandon sounded so shocked and wounded and Jude immediately regretted mentioning it. He shrugged and raised a hand dismissively.

“I could just use a little more rest, that’s all,” Jude said as his hand reached back and patted Brandon.

“Do you want me to stop?” His voice wavered, all the teasing and confidence was gone and Jude shook his head and cringed.

“No. You might as well finish what you started.” He meant to sound resigned in a joking, sarcastic way but Brandon cursed under his breath and pulled out. Jude smacked himself in the face and groaned in frustration. Now, he was sore, tired and really turned on. Brandon sat back on his heels and tapped Jude’s thigh, signaling for him to roll over. Jude sighed heavily as he flipped over and got his elbows under him.

“Look. I’m sorry. I’m up with you for hours through the night, and I’m not getting more than a couple of hours of sleep. I get little naps here and there while I’m in here but once I go back to my room, I just toss and turn. And I’m feeling pretty beat up, you’re kind of wearing me out,” Jude explained and Brandon’s eyes were huge and glittered, his face was long and his lips were pulled in as he studied Jude.

“You’re not happy.” It was shredded and hoarse and Jude winced. He started to shake his head but Brandon’s hand clapped over his mouth, stifling a pained moan. “Oh, God! I’ve been thinking that this has all been completely perfect and you’re not happy.” Brandon shut his eyes and tears spilled down his cheeks. Jude gasped as he sat up and reached for Brandon. His eyes snapped open and his hands wrapped around Jude’s shoulders. He looked wild and a little scared. “You have to be happy, Jude. Please, tell me what to do. I’ve spent so much of my life being unhappy and I can’t lose this. I lived with someone who was never happy for so long and all I could do was feel helpless.” Brandon’s eyes were frantic as they searched Jude’s.
Fuck. I’m an incredible ass,
Jude decided as he wrapped his arms around Brandon. He whispered Jude’s name as his fingers slid through Jude’s hair. “One of the things I love most about you is that you’ve always been so happy. I can’t take that from you,” Brandon said and Jude shook his head again.

“No! I am happy, I promise!” He pressed his lips to Brandon’s and reminded himself of how many mights he’d spent alone wishing for Brandon. He’d lost sight of all he had and everything Brandon deserved after all that Emma put him through. “I’m sorry, I’m just tired and sore. But I’m over it. Whatever you need, it’s fine. I think I can suck it up and keep suffering through all the incredible sex with my incredible boyfriend.” Jude winked as he fell back on the bed and pulled Brandon with him. Brandon sighed in relief as his lips slid up Jude’s neck and found his ear.

“You’re incredible. From now on, I’ll be less demanding and let you sleep more,” he promised and Jude couldn’t help but hum happily as his fingers glided down Brandon’s back.

“I’ll blow you as much as you want, just give me a day after you fuck me,” he offered then shivered as Brandon chuckled in his ear.

“I can’t believe you, of all people, are asking for less sex,” Brandon mused. Jude snorted as his fingers fisted in Brandon’s hair and pulled his lips to his.

“You’re an animal and I’m not twenty,” he argued as his lips brushed along Brandon’s. “I don’t know how you’re still able to walk but most guys would have tapped out weeks ago.” Jude added and Brandon shrugged.

“I never feel sore or tired. Maybe my body is trying to make up for all the years of abstinence,” Brandon grinned and Jude felt it against his lips.

“Jesus,” Jude complained as his tongue glided along the seam of Brandon’s lips. “You’re going to have to take pity on me now and then,” he pressed his thumbs against Brandon’s jaw and his lips opened. Jude’s tongue twirled and probed and Brandon growled softly as his hands pushed between the mattress and Jude’s back before the swept lower and wrapped around his ass.

“Does this mean you don’t want me to finish?” Brandon asked as his rigid length rubbed along the cleft of Jude’s ass. Jude bit his lip as he arched and wrapped his legs around Brandon’s waist.

“You’d better finish. Just, maybe you don’t fuck me twice in one day from now on. Unless it’s a special occasion,” Jude suggested and Brandon nodded as the head of his erection pressed against Jude’s tight hole. His hips pushed and Jude’s head fell back as he moaned. This time, there was no pain and Brandon slid in easily.

“Got it. Once a day and more sleep for you,” Brandon agreed breathlessly. “Does that go for you fucking me?” He asked and Jude nodded drunkenly as his legs tightened, pulling Brandon deeper into his clenching heat.

“Yeah. I’m not a fucking machine, as much as I wish I were,” he panted as his fingers trailed down Brandon’s neck, over his collar bone to his chest. Jude’s nails grazed until he found Brandon’s nipples and he squeezed the muscles tight around Brandon’s cock as he pinched. Brandon gasped as his head snapped back.

“Fuck! I’m trying to take it easy on you,” Brandon complained as his hips flexed and ground against Jude’s ass. Jude’s eyes rolled as Brandon’s cock rode his prostate.

“Don’t,” he argued as his hands swept down Brandon’s back and clawed at his ass. “If you’re going to fuck me, fuck the hell out of me. Don’t hold back,” Jude ordered and Brandon growled as he dropped his head into the corner of Jude’s neck as his hips drew back before they slammed forward.

Jude twisted in Brandon’s arms as searing heat rushed through his limbs and pressure gripped his sack. He begged Brandon’s name and urged him on with his arms and legs. Brandon hooked his arm under Jude’s knee and raised it, tilting Jude’s hips so he could drive deeper. Jude’s jaw fell as thick, swirling pleasure rolled through him and his nerves started to wind tight. Brandon’s hips bounced hard and fast against Jude’s ass as he panted and moaned. Jude’s fingers slipped and dragged as Brandon’s body became slick and hot. Brandon’s cock struck against Jude’s prostate and he was done. His eyes flared and he gasped Brandon’s name as his body came apart. A moment later, Brandon thrust deep and froze before his body bucked three more times and began to convulse above Jude. Jude hummed happily as warmth flooded his passage and his limbs became loose. He melted onto the bed and reached for Brandon as he collapsed on top of him. Brandon’s lips washed over Jude’s shoulder before they trailed up his neck and found his lips.

“Thank you,” he murmured before his tongue slid across Jude’s lips. Jude chuckled as his hands glided up Brandon’s back and pushed into his hair.

“It was my pleasure,” Jude said and Brandon’s body started to shake.

“Not entirely,” he laughed and Jude shook his head.

“It was,” he insisted as he held Brandon tight. “I was just really tired and I forgot what was important for a few minutes. I won’t make that mistake again,” he promised and could feel Brandon’s grin against his lips.

“I’ll stop being a selfish jerk,” Brandon added and Jude frowned.

“I didn’t mean for it to sound like I thought you were,” he said and Brandon shrugged.

“You didn’t. But I have been a bit singleminded and I just assumed that you didn’t mind because of the way you were in the past,” he explained and Jude’s brows pulled together as he stared at Brandon.

“I don’t know what you thought I was doing but I wasn’t getting railed and blown three or four times a day. And I never had a period where I was fucking someone every day,” he argued and Brandon’s lips pulled tight.

“Well… I didn’t think you did but I imagined that would have been your ideal if you weren’t so busy with us. And you did get laid a lot,” Brandon said and Jude snorted.

“Maybe four or five times a week if you included a quick blow-job here and there,” Jude stated and Brandon bit his lip as he pondered.

“Is that considered a lot?” He asked and Jude’s mouth opened and closed as he tried to decide if he should be offended and if he should argue that it was. This didn’t feel like the sort of argument that would go in his favor.

“It’s not bad,” he said under his breath as he rolled away from Brandon and punched his pillow before he slammed his head into it. If he was lucky, he could sleep for another hour or so before he had to leave. Brandon laughed softly as he curved around Jude.

“Did I hurt your feelings? I just thought you were some kind of player and you were scoring all over the place.” Brandon’s lips brushed against Jude’s ears and he laughed again. Jude’s temper flared and he threw the covers back and jumped from the bed.

“You know what? Fuck this,” he said as he swiped his robe off the chair. “I’m going to my room where I can get some sleep,” Jude thrust his arms into his robe and Brandon raised a brow as he watched. Jude tied the belt and pointed at Brandon. “I’ll have you know that I was a player. I could get laid whenever I wanted. I just didn’t need to twice a day because I’m not some crazed sex addict, like you,” he announced and Brandon rolled his eyes as he sat up.

“I’m not a sex addict and you know it,” he gave Jude a pointed look and Jude waved dismissively. “Whatever, this isn’t about you. Maybe I just didn’t want to settle for every easy piece of ass just so I could get off,” he argued and Brandon shrugged. “Did you ever think of that?” Jude asked and Brandon shook his head slowly. “Ha! I fucked plenty of guys, Brandon. And I could have fucked a lot more, I just didn’t need to.” He saw Brandon’s lips twitch as he stood and crossed the room.

“I’m sorry,” Brandon said gently as he pulled Jude into his arms. “You were a total whore and I think you’re too tired. Go back to your room and sleep in. I’ll take care of Noah this morning. I’ll tell him and Mrs. Kelly that you’re coming down with something and to let you sleep,” Brandon said as he turned Jude toward the door.

“Oh, my God, I was not a whore,” Jude groaned as he pushed a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. I’ll get some sleep and I’ll be fine,” he swore and Brandon laughed softly as he pulled his door open and looked out.

“Go on, I’ll see you later,” Brandon said as he steered Jude out the door. He leaned out and pressed his lips to Jude’s quickly before he jerked his head down the hall. “Go on,” he commanded and Jude nodded as he turned then rushed down the hall. Once in his room, Jude fell onto his bed and screamed into his pillow.

“I fucked plenty of guys?” He mumbled as he pulled his sheets and comforter over his head. “Why the fuck would I say that?” Jude complained as he burrowed into the bed. “I mean, I did. But why would I tell him that?” He mused and shook his head in disbelief.
From now on, you have to get at least four hours of sleep. No matter what that lunatic tries to do to you,
Jude decided and nodded decisively before he took a deep breath and let his body and brain shut down.

Chapter 30

Brandon laughed as he watched Jude teaching Noah how to skip rocks. Noah kept looking at Jude with a mixture of awe and frustration because his attempts would result in one skip before his stone sank with a dull “plunk” while Jude’s would skip across the water several times. Jude turned and searched the ground for another stone before he found a perfect specimen. He snatched it and held it out for Noah’s inspection. Then, he raised it to his lips and winked at Brandon before he kissed the rock and turned back toward the lake.

I love him so damn much,
Brandon realized and his eyes flared as he watched Jude’s arm reach back before he whipped the rock at the lake. Noah jumped up and down as he counted and Brandon tried to catch his breath. Somehow, he managed to remain seated with his elbows resting on his knees as a rush of giddy joy swirled through him. He needed to find some way to tell Jude. Brandon watched as Jude hunted for another rock and gave it to Noah. Jude turned Noah and moved Noah’s hand in a tight sweeping motion and whispered something in his ear. Noah nodded and kissed the stone before he repeated the motion and let the rock fly. It skipped four times and Noah’s arms shot into the air and he whooped loudly before he threw himself at Jude. Noah giggled wildly as Jude tossed him in the air and spun him before setting him back on his feet.

“Dad! Did you see?” Noah asked as he jumped up and down and pointed at the lake.

Brandon nodded and held up four fingers and Noah danced excitedly as he looked for another stone. He found one and held it up for Jude’s approval. Jude nodded and tousled Noah’s hair before he smiled back at Brandon.
They’re everything. Nothing else matters,
Brandon decided as he watched his heart and soul playing on the shore of the lake. Noah was Brandon’s heart, Jude was his soul.

What do you do now?
He wondered as he rubbed the back of his neck. He had no clue. He knew he needed to find some way to express his feelings to Jude. That was going to be a little tricky for Brandon. Aside from Noah, he didn’t have a lot of experience saying I love you. It came easily with Noah because the feeling was so powerful and it never made him feel self conscious and awkward. But Brandon knew that Jude loved him and he deserved to hear Brandon say it.

So, he’d tell Jude and he had a feeling the next step would be to tell Noah. As long as Noah knew and was alright with it, Brandon would be happy. He wasn’t sure about the rest and he really didn’t care. Jude would help him figure all of that out. A feeling of absolute peace washed over Brandon as Jude turned and walked toward him.

“Everything ok?” Jude asked as he dropped and sat on the ground next to Brandon. “You look pretty serious,” he said as he placed his hand over Brandon’s and gave it a quick squeeze before he released it and leaned back on his elbows. Brandon nodded as he let his eyes cling to Jude’s.

“Everything’s perfect,” he said softly and for a moment, he considered blurting out the words.

“Dad! Uncle Jude said next time we come we’ll build a fire and make s’mores!” Noah yelled as he crashed into Brandon. He laughed as he fell back and held Noah in the air. Noah put his arms out and pretended to be an airplane.

“Fine. But Jude’s going to burn all the marshmallows and eat them himself,” Brandon warned and Noah’s nose scrunched.

“I don’t like them when they’re burnt,” Noah complained and Jude snorted.

“Then what’s the point of roasting them if you’re just going to get them warm? You might as well stick them in your pocket for a few minutes.” Jude handed Noah a dandelion. “Here, make a wish,” he said and Noah shut his eyes for a second before he blew. Brandon felt his lips curve as he decided he wouldn’t have had anything to wish for, he had everything he could ever want. He sat up and set Noah on his feet.

“We should get going, it’s going to get dark and Mrs. Kelly should have dinner ready soon,” Brandon announced and Jude nodded in agreement.

“I wished for a second bag of marshmallows,” Noah declared and Jude laughed.

“You weren’t supposed to tell but I think we can make that happen,” he said and Noah shrugged before he turned and ran for the car. Brandon got up and held out his hand to Jude then pulled him to his feet. He looked over his shoulder to make sure Noah was distracted before he pressed a quick kiss to Jude’s lips.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered and Jude’s eyes searched his as he ran his thumb across Brandon’s lips before he stepped back.

“I agree but did you have a specific reason for telling me?” He asked and Brandon shook his head as they followed Noah. He was hunkered down over a patch of dandelions, facing away from them and Brandon quickly pulled Jude’s hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.

“I don’t think I could pick one,” Brandon said as he watched Jude watching Noah pluck one dandelion after the other, wishing and blowing rapidly. “To start with, you’re great with Noah and you make him so happy,” he said and Jude shrugged.

“I love him. And you’re great with Noah, too,” Jude offered and Brandon shook his head.

“That’s all you. I learned from watching you and I’m always asking myself what you’d say or do,” Brandon admitted and Jude stopped and turned to Brandon. His brows pulled together as he studied Brandon.

“That’s ridiculous, you’re a wonderful father,” Jude insisted and Brandon nodded in agreement.

“I am, because of you. I would have been lost without you,” he added and Jude shrugged as he started to walk again.

“You were a mess in the beginning but you would have figured it out without me,” Jude stated and Brandon grabbed Jude’s hand and tugged. Jude raised a brow and checked to make sure Noah was still preoccupied before he stepped closer. Brandon’s desire to lean closer until their lips touched and to lose himself in Jude’s mouth echoed in Jude’s eyes.

“I’m so glad that I’ll never have to find out,” Brandon whispered as his hand cradled Jude’s jaw.

“Me too,” he breathed before he stepped back and cleared his throat. Noah jumped to his feet and waved at them. “Can we finish this conversation later?” he asked and Brandon nodded as he pushed his hands into his pockets.

“We can try, though I have a feeling I’m not going to be in the mood to talk once we’re alone,” he mumbled and Jude smiled as he turned and walked backwards.

“That’s fine too!” He said before he turned and jogged to Noah. Jude scooped him up and tossed him over his shoulder as he ran to the car. Noah giggled loudly until Jude pulled him against his chest and Noah wrapped his arms around his neck.

“My heart and my soul,” Brandon whispered as he followed. He couldn’t remember feeling more grateful in all of his life.