Golden turned to Jax as they waited at the door. He was worried. Zach hadn’t given much detail over the phone. “If Zach hurt Jason, I’m going to kill him.”
“You pushed the two of them together,” Jax said. “Playing matchmaker comes with consequences.”
The door opened, and Jason’s face suddenly looked relieved. “Thank god you’re here. Come in.”
Jax urged Golden in before following.
“What’s the emergency?” Jax asked his brother.
“He’s in the kitchen,” Jason said.
“He?” Jax asked.
“A kid. Showed up on my doorstep this morning. He’s Collette son,” Jason said.
Golden immediately tensed. “Collette?”
“Seems one of us is his daddy,” Jason said, looking at his twin.
“Not funny,” Jax said.
“No one’s laughing,” Jason said. “Certainly not me.” He lifted a paper. “The kid swiped this from his social worker. Has both our names on it.”
“Collette was a whore. God only knows how many guys she fucked,” Jax said, frowning. “I don’t need this bullshit right now.”
“Go look at him,” Jason said.
Golden pushed past the two of them and went to the kitchen. As soon as he walked in, he saw Jax’s eyes.
The kid was no doubt related to Jax and Jason. No doubt.
“Hi.”
“You must be Golden,” the kid said. “What kind of name is Golden?”
“Ask my mother,” Golden said. “And you are?”
“Andrew, but most peeps call me Drew,” the kid said, spinning on the stool.
“Most peeps, huh?”
“Yep.”
Golden sensed someone at his back and looked over one shoulder. Jason leaned against the opening to the kitchen. Jax stood behind him, staring at the kid. He lowered his gaze and met Golden’s stare.
He spun and looked at Jax and Jason. “As if you needed more drama in your lives.”
Jax scrubbed a hand over his chin, silent.
“Fucking your brother’s fiancée has consequences,” Golden said, slapping Jax on the shoulder and turning back to the kid.
Drew sat there staring at the three of them.
“So which one of you is my dad?”
Jason and Jax turned to look at one another just as Zach appeared, a bag of food in hand. He passed them all and handed the bag to the kid.
“Mickey D’s. My favorite,” Drew cried before digging into the bag.
“Kid’s got a tapeworm, I think,” Jason said as he watched Zach heading his way. He grabbed Zach’s arm as the man passed. Golden watched the interaction… noting the way the two men stared at one another.
Seemed as though Zach might’ve been there when the kid arrived.
Had he spent the night? The look they shared said possibly.
“I’m going to head out,” Zach said under his breath and Golden saw the disappointment crossing Jason’s face. “I don’t want to be in the way here.”
“If you want to go,” Jason said, his jaw tightening.
“If Jason wants you here, it’s fine,” Golden said, hitting Jax in the gut. “It’s okay, right?”
Jax shrugged, still eyeing the kid. “Yeah, sure.”
Zach met his stare and nodded before turning to Jason.
“So how is it that two gay guys might be my dad?” Drew asked between chews.
“Good question, kid,” Golden said, turning to Jason. “Do we call Collette?”
“She apparently gave him up without involving either one of us,” Jason said. “He ran away this morning.”
“We need to call social services. See if we can possibly get a temporary custody order,” Golden said. “He can’t stay here in an unfinished house. We can take him.”
“We can take him?” Jax asked.
“That is either your son or your nephew. We give him a bed for a few nights at the very least,” Golden said.
Jax sighed. “Yeah. You’re right.”
Golden fished out his phone and started searching the internet for the right numbers to call. By the fourth one, he had the ball rolling. A representative showed up on their door about two hours later and by four, Golden had talked them into letting he and Jax take the boy home.
They packed the kid up in the cab of Jax’s truck and head home.
For some reason, Golden liked the idea more than he expected he would. A little part of him almost wished Jax was the kid’s father.
“So, how in the hell will they be able to figure out which one of you is the dad?” Golden asked twenty minutes later. “You’re identical twins. Won’t you both come back as the dad?”
Jax shrugged, eyeing the rearview mirror. “No idea.”
Golden grabbed Jax’s hand and squeezed it. He knew Jax was spooked by what was happening, but it was going to be okay.
“Whatever happens, we’ll figure our way through it. Together,” Golden said.
Jax glanced his way and smiled before squeezing Golden’s hand. “Together.”
* * * *
“I suppose our weekend’s nearly over,” Jason said as he shut the door after saying goodbye to Drew, Golden, and his brother. “Sorry it ended up this way.”
“Not like you knew that was going to happen,” Zach said.
“If you want to get out of here, you can. I know you didn’t want to stay.”
Zach shook his head. “I didn’t want to leave… I just thought you might want privacy. I mean… you barely know me.”
Jason dragged the man close. “But I want to know more.”
“I do, too,” Zach whispered.
Jason leaned in and captured the man’s lips. The kisses were slow and languid this time. So was the walk to the bed in the middle of the living room. Once their clothes were in a pile beside the mattress, they fell into bed together.
The punishment was over. It was time for equal reward… equal pleasure. They both took their time, learning each other’s bodies. Jason explored every inch, nipping, kissing, and licking a trail over Zach’s body. He turned the man over, kissing the light pink marks still covering his bottom.
He trailed over between the cheeks and licked a path from Zach’s balls to his tight hole and back down. Jason licked around the rim, paying close attention to how Zach writhed against his tongue, the loud moans filling the room. He licked harder, pushing the tip of his tongue against the spot, just as he’d played with the slit.
“Jason,” Zach moaned, just as he’d moaned all weekend.
He loved the sound of his name rolling off Zach’s lips. He didn’t think he’d tire of hearing it.
When Zach was wound tight, Jason rose on his knees and angled the head of his cock against the hole he’d been laving. “I’m clean,” he whispered against Zach’s ear. He rolled his hips, rubbing his hard shaft against the crack of Zach’s ass. “You?”
“Yes,” Zach groaned. “Just fuck me already.”
Jason grabbed the tube of lube they’d put a dent in over the weekend and coated his cock before slicking Zach’s puckered hole. He moved back into position, the head of his cock easily sliding into the man’s body, as if that ass was made for him.
Having him bare, the skin-to-skin sensation, was almost more than he could handle. He drove deep, gripping Zach’s hips tight. Jason bit the inside of his cheek, struggling to hold back. It felt too good.
But there was something missing.
He withdrew and heard Zach moan with disappointment.
“Roll over,” Jason said before helping Zach get into position.
He lifted Zach’s legs and spread the man’s thighs apart before pressing the head of his cock back in place. Without any hands, he drove his cock down and refilled the spot he’d just left. They moaned in unison as they became one again.
After a few strokes, Jason leaned down and captured Zach’s mouth. That was the missing ingredient. He loved kissing the man and wanted to have that embrace along with the one below.
He had Zach bent in half as he rocked his hips up and down, thrusting hard. Jason was coated in a sheen of sweat, his breath labored as he filled his lover. Lowering a hand, he grasped the root of Zach’s cock in one hand and stroked the man at the same pace as their fucking.
He never wanted it to be over.
Yet before he could stop it, an orgasm slammed into him. He came with a roar, his back bowing before he filled Zach’s tight hole with his seed. Seconds later, Zach followed him, a thick eruption of cum coating his hand. They slammed together, cresting as one, before falling to the bed, spent.
They lay there in comfortable silence, their bodies entangled.
Eventually, the sun began to set. Their weekend had come to an end, and tomorrow he’d have to face a mountain of work, and now, a child that might be his.
But in that moment, they were together.
Apparently, Zach’s head was somewhere in the same thoughts. “What happens tomorrow?”
“Good question,” Jason said. How could he think of the future when his life was poised to change in a fundamental way? He turned to look at Zach. “We go back to work and get shit done.”
“And we forget about this weekend?”
Jason lifted a hand to caress Zach’s cheek. “I didn’t say that.”
“What are you saying?”
Jason sighed. “I don’t know what happens in my own life tomorrow, Zach. I need to straighten out a few things before I move forward.” He caressed Zach’s lower lip. “Can you accept that?”
“As long as this isn’t goodbye, yes.”
Jason smiled wanly. “Good.”
Zach rose from the bed and began to grab his clothes. “I should head home.”
Jason wanted to stop him… make him stay. But that was an impossibility, even if Drew wasn’t now in the picture. He watched as Zach covered his body. Rising from the bed as Zach finished up, he then walked the man to the door. One last kiss before leaving, and Zach was headed down the stairs.
“Drive safe,” he said. “Text me when you get home.”
Zach looked over one shoulder and nodded before disappearing down the darkened street.