Don't Need It...

Chord groaned, glancing down at the forming erection and pouting at Joslin.
"Evil, evil boy you are." He whined softly, pulling Bruno back up onto his shoulders.

"I know." He chuckled at the erection. "Its that easy to turn you on? Oh the fun I wil have." He smirked.

Chord chuckled. "You just have that effect on me...and...Im sure you will have fun with that, its sorta amusing from your point but in my eyes its embarrassing as hell." He blushed brightly, walking with his son.

Joslin and Avery walked with them.
Joslin chuckled.
"Don't be embarrassed. Its cute."

Chord smiled back at him, wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Its not cute, its retarded. I look like a little horny school boy."

"Nah, I'm just that sexy. Don't be ashamed." He nodded with a chuckle, leaning on him lightly.

"I bet it takes more to get other guys up, all you did was wipe your mouth with that tongue and im at full attention." He shook his head, his blush darkening.

"Yeah... usually I gotta do a bit more with the tongue if ya catch my drift." He chuckled. "But this is more fun anyways."

Chord laughed softly, shaking his head and letting his arm tighten around Joslin.
"God help all the men brought to their knees by that tongue you got there.

He giggled lightly.
"I'd love to see what I could do to you..." He smirked mischeviously.

"Maybe one day when I got you all to my self, we can see what all kind of powers you got over me." He winked, his fingers caressing Joslin's hip.

"We could find that out even sooner if you'd stop being stubborn." Joslin hummed.

"Nope, because when we do this I plan on holding you after wards so....its going too be making love...and im going to have you...Youll be mine." He nodded. "And mine alone...ill take care of you and loves you.."

Joslin whined.
"If you're waiting for that then I'll never get to."

"You will, you cant run from me forever beautiful." Chord smiled, kissing his cheek sweetly.

"Sounds like a challenge... A challenge which I accept." He smirked.

Chord sighed, growing silent and crossing his arms, and sighing as he walked.

Joslin sighed as he followed Chord to wherever they were going now..

Chord brought them to his home, getting the kids settled in, and telling Joslin to make himself at home. The place wasn't that big but it was nice, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, living room and dining room with a pool out back.
Chord went to get in the shower and wash his sticky ice cream covered body.

Joslin crept into the bathroom and grabbed a towel and soap. He pulled back the shower curtain.
"You said I had to help clean you..." He smiled softly.

Chord jumped, blushing hard and trying to cover himself.
"Joslin! I was kidding, you don't have to do that..." He trailed off, trying to hide the fact that he had been trying to get rid of his raging hard on when Joslin walked in.

Joslin noticed though. He giggled even though seeing Chord naked really got to him...
"Can I wash your hair?" He asked.

"Uh, sure..." Chord turned the shower off, sitting in the tub and turning on the facet, now taking a bath instead of a quick shower. Chord was a good sized man, not too big, not too small, he was perfect. Big enough to protect you, but not big enough to be scary to people. His penis was a good nine and a half inches, long and throbbing, thick and heavy looking. Precum leaked from the pink head into the clear water, the veins in his cock bulging as Chord had to refrain from finishing up what he had started only moments ago. Chord's body fit the size of his length, he was tall and muscly, but not so much as you would think he made it to the gym every day. His bicep was firm and solid, water rolling down the skin as the muscle ripped under it, it was a rather erotic thing but oh so normal. Water came up and rested at his taunt chiseled abdomen, splashing and wetting, making it right up to his navel where a small trail of light brown hair lead you to his member. His face, perfectly sculpted with every line, and high bone in his cheeks, his lips luscious and pink, his nose fitting his face to a T. His eyes, a bright hazel, staring with a big iris under long fluttering eye flashes. His lightly colored brown hair, darker being that it was wet, clung to his face, framing it, giving the small smile much more effect. Yes, Chord was indeed a work of art...Anyone would want him....
But he wanted Joslin.

Joslin found himself quickly getting hard. He cursed. It was never this easy..
He stripped down without question. He had no shame. He stepped into the tub, folding his legs and ran his fingers through Chords hair.

Chord hissed as his hair was pulled and tugged. The ice cream had tangled it and made it extremely stick. Chord regretted buying ice cream now..
He sighed and glanced back at Joslin, grinning at him. "I don't think I like ice cream anymore." But he slowly noticed that even the other man was growing hard...