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CHAPTER 13
"You know, I was really proud of you today." You told Justin as he curled up next to you in bed.
"Proud of me? Why?"
"You never finished your champagne. You made the 2 toasts and that was it. I know that wasn't easy."
Justin ran his fingers down the length of your bare chest as he answered. "It's a lot easier than you think. I know where my priorities are now. I know I was given a second chance that I probably didn't deserve. I love you and the kids. Alcohol just isn't a part of my life anymore."
Then he flashed the grin that indicated he had other thoughts on his mind. He leaned over and kissed you softly. "There are other things that can be just as intoxicating as alcohol and twice as addicting."
You knew immediately what he was alluding to, but decided to play along innocently.
"And what might that be?"
His hands were now teasingly playing with the waistband of your boxers and his hardness was pressed up against you.
"Do you need a clue?" he asked smiling.
You nodded. "Sure I'd love one."
He took your hand and placed it on his fully erect penis. "Does that help?"
"Wow, you find cold showers intoxicating and addicting?"
His eyes widened as if he were a child being told Santa was non-existent.
"Oh please tell me you're kidding?" he pleaded.
You pulled him on top of you. "Relax. Of course I'm kidding. In case you haven't noticed, you're not the only one with a hard-on and I know damn sure that I'm not taking a cold shower to get rid of it. I think we can be a little more creative than that, don't you?"
Justin licked his lips, beaming with delight, and you could almost see the wheels turning underneath those blonde curls.
He sat up abruptly and reached for his pants, which of course were lying on the floor next to the bed. "Before we ummm get started, I'm gonna fix Mandi a bottle. I really don't want to be interrupted for a while and you know she's gonna want one pretty soon."
You pulled him back down next to you, smiling. "No she won't. I put one in her crib before I came to bed. When she wakes up, it's right there, waiting for her. I was one step ahead of you."
"Damn I love you!" he whispered.
"Prove it."
Without hesitation, Justin pulled you close and you could feel the heat of his breath against your neck.
"I've never been more in love Gary. After 14 years together, with all the ups and downs, it still comes down to us. You and the kids are the most important thing in my life. If the awards, the fame and the money were all gone, I'd still be the happiest man on earth right now."
He touched his lips against yours and slowly traced their outline with the tip of his tongue, a technique he had learned long ago, and one he knew you thoroughly enjoyed.
As he did, you pulled him on top of you allowing his legs to fall on either side of your body and giving your hands easy access to his firm ass. As your fingers teased his waiting hole, you could hear the soft moans escape his lips and feel the dampness of his pre-cum as his dick pressed against you. As he continued to kiss your neck you moistened your fingers in your mouth and slowly slid them into his ass, sending him a message that was clearly understood.
He sat up and straddled your hips while he tweaked each nipple and stared longingly into your eyes. You rubbed your cock against his ass and lower back, teasing him further while your other hand stroked his hardness.
He lifted himself above your hips and slowly positioned himself close your throbbing cock. You put your hands on his hips trying to pull him closer to you and a mischievous smile, appearing from out of nowhere, surfaced on his face.
"No way. Now its my turn to tease."
As he sat with his hips above you, he ran his finger up and down the length of your cock, then ever so gently circled its sensitive tip. Justin took advantage of your leaking pre-cum, using it to lubricate your dick in anticipation of his next move. He lowered himself so that your cock was pressing firmly against his hole, then swiftly allowed the weight of his body to propel your cock deeply inside the velvety interior of his sensuous ass. After only a moment of allowing his body to adjust, Justin initiated a furious pace, lifting himself high enough to permit only the tip of your dick to be inside him, then slamming himself down hard, forcing a deep penetration ensuring pure pleasure for the both of you.
The unyielding tempo of your love-making had you both drenched in sweat and ready to explode within a few short minutes. Justin locked his eyes on yours and mouthed `now' and you could feel him constrict his muscles even tighter around your cock. Streams of his hot sticky cum landed on your chest and you held his hips tightly as you own fluid shot deeply inside him.
Barely able to move, he collapsed on your chest, a huge smile covering his face. He buried his face in the crook of you neck and snuggled closer. You brushed the floppy curls off of his forehead and kissed him gently. "You're gonna fucking kill me one of these days. I'm too old for this shit."
"I want my wife back Gary!" Joey said in frustration.
You tried not to laugh, knowing that Joey was dead serious, but you found humor in the situation.
"Since she told you guys she was pregnant, Justin spends more time with her than I do. He waits on her hand and foot. He's ALWAYS here and to be honest I'm sick of him."
Even giving it your best shot, Joey could see the smile escaping the corner of your mouth.
"It's not funny, Gary. He's driving me nuts!"
Bounding down the stairs was Justin, empty glass in hand.
"Joe, you got any more juice?"
Joey shook his head. "No, Justin that was the last of it. I'll have to pick some up in the morning."
Justin grabbed his keys off the kitchen counter and headed out the door. "Don't worry about it Joe. I'll be back in 10 minutes.
Joey glared in your direction. "See what I mean?"
You knew exactly what he meant. "Look Joey, the doctor said he's gonna take the twins at 8 months, so you've only got four weeks left. You know how excited he is about this."
"I know and he's really trying to help, but ..."
"Joey, we need to leave for the hospital." Britney said calmly, but sternly from the landing of the stairs.
"Brit what's wrong?" Joey asked as he rushed up the stairs.
"I'm having contractions. They're close enough apart that the doctor feels I should go now."
She glanced over to you. "That's why I sent Justin to the store. I didn't want him to be there when I called the doctor. I knew he'd just worry more."
"It's okay Brit, Justin will be fine. Right now we need to get you to the hospital. Joey why don't you drive her and I'll stay here and wait for Justin and see if Danni can come over and pick up Samantha."
Joey quickly packed a few essentials for Britney and once they were out the door, you called Chris and made arrangements for Samantha. You were just finishing up when Justin returned.
"I just passed Joey and Brit. Where the hell are they off to?"
"Joey's taking Britney to the hospital. She started having contractions and the doctor thought it would be best if she went in."
"Gary, if the twins are born now, they're gonna be 2 months early! The doctor said it would be safe in a couple of weeks, but if they're born now do you know how tiny they're gonna be?"
You nodded knowing all too well what was running through his mind.
"Look, Chris and Danni are on their way. As soon as they get here we'll head over to the hospital and see how everything's going, but Justin, you can't panic. It's not gonna do any good and Britney doesn't need that right now."
He was already pacing the floor as Chris pulled into the driveway, and you knew your words were falling on deaf ears.
"I called your mom on her cell. She's still at the zoo with the kids and said she'd keep them as long as we needed her to. She sends her love."
Still no response. "Justin! God dammit, pull it together."
He looked at you and said nothing.
You opened the door before Chris and Danni could knock and the frustration was evident on you're face. "I'm not taking him to the hospital like this! Britney was more calm than he is, and right now I don't have the patience for this crap."
Danni rubbed her hand along your back. "Gary, give him a couple of minutes. You know how he is."
Chris already had his arm draped around Justin's shoulder and was talking to him quietly. For whatever reason, Chris had a profound effect on Justin. When he would listen to no one else, his `big brother' could get through to him. You glanced over to a familiar scene. Chris talking, and Justin sitting on the sofa nodding occasionally and never arguing. He knew better.
Justin slowly rose from the sofa and embraced Chris tightly. The transformation was complete. The panic was erased from his face and replaced with a calm that was much more conducive to the situation.
He grabbed your hand as he headed for the door. "Let's go check on Brit and the twins."
You looked at Chris with amazement.
He gave you quick wink and a smile. "We're gonna take Sam to our place, so give us a call when you know something."
Joey was in the waiting room when you arrived.
Justin hugged his dear friend. "Any news?"
"Nah, Steve just got here. They are hooking her up to some monitors and he said he would come out and talk to us when they're done checking her.
"How's she holding up?"
"She's fine, just a little nervous, but other than that she's okay."
It was an unbearable 25 minutes before Dr. Albright made his appearance.
"Okay gentlemen, let me fill you in."
You had liked him from the first time you had met him and over the past few months you had developed a more than casual relationship. He was young, very young, but highly respected by his colleagues. He was one of those guys you hear about occasionally, but never really meet. He had graduated from high school at 15, finished up college in two years and graduated from medical a few years later at the head of his class. He had taken a lot of heat several years ago when cloning was an unknown and untested medical procedure, but had proved himself to be not only brilliant, but ethical, making sure all possible risks were addressed before putting his procedures into place. At 27 years-old he had baffled the medical community by remaining in private practice, turning down offers that would allow him to be head of his own department at every major hospital in the United States. He loved his patients and was not about to let any other physician deliver these twins. He's been extremely supportive throughout the pregnancy answering questions for you and Justin patiently and with enthusiasm.
"I've started Britney on an IV with some medication that I'm hoping will halt the contractions. I'd really like to see the boys go a few weeks longer and let their lungs develop a bit more, but that isn't an option that I can control.
We have a monitor on Britney and one on the babies. As of right now all three of them are doing fine, so if you'd like to go back and see her for a few minutes you can, but I'm gonna put a limit on visitation. What she needs right now is rest."
Justin's composure was holding up better than you or Joey expected and he spoke softly to Dr. Albright.
"If the babies are born now, what are they're chances?"
"Each day we can put off the delivery, the better their chances are, but even if they were to be born today, they have an excellent chance. I'm gonna guess they are somewhere around 4 pounds, so size is not a problem. The problem is lung development, but we have an excellent PIC unit at this hospital, so the boys are in the best place they could be."
"How big is a 4 pound baby?' Justin asked.
Steve smiled. "Can you palm a basketball?"
Justin nodded.
"Then count on the head being at your fingertips, the body in the palm of you hand and the legs extending a bit past that."
Justin turned his hand over and stared at his palm, trying to visualize his hand supporting a tiny, frail body.
He looked up at the doctor who was amused at Justin's intense concentration. "They need to be bigger than that" he announced.
"I'll do what I can, Justin. I promise."
To be continued...