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"Sunrise, sunrise
Looks like mornin' in your eyes
But the clocks held 9:15 for hours
Sunrise, sunrise
Couldn't tempt us if it tried
'Cause the afternoon's already come and gone

And I said hoo...
To you..."

- "Sunrise" by Norah Jones.

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Chapter-16

To wake up with the feeling of a warm body pressed against his side was something JingYu had not felt in a long while. And that body clinging to him like he was a life line was something he had never felt before. He slowly blinked the sleep out of his eyes and turned his head to the side.

A face like a morning flower, pure, innocent, slack in sleep, young and so very beautiful.

Breath caught in his throat as he stared in overwhelming fascination.

He is mine. This precious boy is mine as I am his, he told himself, just to taste those emotions. He still could not believe he got so lucky.

JingYu watched, his sight going into soft focus sometimes, giving Timmy’s form an ethereal touch.

My Beautiful ZhouZhou.

And ZhouZhou drooled in his sleep. Just a bit. JingYu wiped the spittle with his thumb. The boy snuffled, lightly scrunched up his nose, sucked his lower lips a few times, and then, released it with a puff of breath. Soundly asleep the entire time. JingYu’s chest tightened with warm affection.

My baby boy.

He propped himself up a bit with the elbow on the mattress, head supported by the hand, and gazed at Timmy, mapping every details of him.

Soft golden sunrays was sprinkled over them. A slice of yellow sun beam was lying on Timmy’s lower arm, making the hair look golden. JingYu blew over it and watched those soft hair rustle. He traced a finger over those thick yet symmetrical eyebrows, down the curve of that long nose, the valley of those slightly parted lips. JingYu paused his finger over the lower lip only to see a tiny, red tip peeked out. He smiled fondly and gave a light pinch on one cheek.

The collar of Timmy’s t-shirt was displaced in his sleep, revealing a patch of neck and collarbone. JingYu had the sudden urge of licking that place. Tasting the flavour. In fact, he wanted to know how ZhouZhou tasted everywhere. He ran his fingers over that bare skin and continued to touch. Eyes and hand working in tandem to catalogue. His thumb rubbed that soft, pale place of Timmy’s upper inner arm. Squeezed the edge of that smooth shoulder. And rested his palm over the nipple.

It surprised him how that simple contact made his morning boner ever harder. The thought of tasting that nub of flesh aroused him like nothing else. He wanted to lift Timmy’s shirt to look at it, to latch his mouth over the nipple. But he satisfied himself only by lightly grazing the place with his nails. A half formed whine left the sleeping boy’s lips.

JingYu’s hand glided down and stopped over Timmy’s flat torso. The boy was slim without a whit of fat in his body. And that waist…..oh, JingYu loved that waist. Supple, lean, soft to the touch and very sexy. He never had any kind of fetishes before. But now as if his libido was awakened; he wanted to, craved to devour Timmy.

Maybe he had a ZhouZhou fetish.

The said boy was squirming in his sleep now, on the verge of waking up. But JingYu had gone past to control himself from feeling up this divine body in front of him. With a second’s hesitation, he untangled the white bed sheet and moved it aside from Timmy’s lower half.

The bulge under the boxer was prominent. ZhouZhou’s erection trying to break the restriction of the boxer and stand up with all its glory.

JingYu’s watched at it as their conversation from last night came to his mind. He prided himself saying that he loved every bit of ZhouZhou, then why chicken out because of what was in between his legs? What kind of blatant hypocrisy was that? He loved the boy, loved his soul, loved his essence, loved the flesh. Everything about ZhouZhou was his to love, his to cherish, his to prize.

JingYu tentatively touched the clothed cock.

The sensation was familiar and alien at the same time. It was warm, very warm, and hard. Just like his own but not quiet. And it was pretty long with a thick girth too.

JingYu palmed the hard flesh without putting any pressure on it, and bit his lip when his own cock gave a twitch as a response. Another wave of arousal hit him.

Oh boy, he was so gay for his ZhouZhou.

As if sensing something, he looked up to see Timmy was staring at him with open awe. His first instinct was to retrieve his hand and get up, but he did no such thing. Instead, he held the cock more snugly and grinned when Timmy’s eyes went wider before closing shut, and he moaned.

JingYu left the cock alone for the time being and squeezed the waist once more. He could not get enough of it. Enough of anything when it came to his baby boy.

Timmy opened his eyes and after a moment stretched his arms. JingYu promptly complied with the silent demand and repositioned his body, with one leg in between Timmy’s and the other on the side, so that Timmy could have him in his arms.

With sleep mussed hair, flushed face, lazy limbs Timmy was glorious. JingYu pushed those errant locks off Timmy’s forehead. “Hi,” he greeted, suddenly shy.

“Hi,” voice sleep heavy, Timmy greeted back. Then lilted his head a little and puckered his lips.

JingYu chuckled in amusement and tapped those sinfully plump lips.

“You stink. Go, brush your teeth first and then I’ll snog you senseless.”

Timmy frowned at him with an adorable pout which changed into a haughty demeanour in a moment.

“If you can’t accept me at my worst, morning breath and sleep crease and all, then you don’t deserve me at my best.”

Logically JingYu knew that Timmy was joking, but that tiniest implication of the possibility of JingYu losing his ZhouZhou set his inner possessive beast free and he lunged forward, lips crashing with a painful force.

It was all teeth and bite and a mock fight for dominance. Hands squeezing, arms tightening, as though if they loosened their hold they might float away from each other.

Once the initial rush died down, their kiss became slow, languid, lazy and finally stopped.

“It’s real,” Timmy said, voice breathy in wonderment.

JingYu bopped Timmy’s nose and smiled.

Timmy started to run his fingers over JingYu’s face, as though making sure that JingYu was real, everything was real.

JingYu closed his eyes and let the feathery touch pepper his face. Cosy warmth blanketed his soul. His chest swelled with love. He snaked one arm under Timmy’s neck, taking his head into the crook of his elbow. He held him with the other arm.

“It’s real. It’s all real. You’re real, I’m real. We’re real. And if it’s not then I wish to live this dream for the rest of my life.”

Timmy craned his neck and gave a quick yet bruising kiss.

An ember had been slowly burning inside JingYu’s lower abdomen; now it shot through his body like lava.

He licked a strip of Timmy’s cheek, surprising the boy.

“Hey!” Timmy shrieked out laughing.

“Let me taste,” JingYu pleaded, “please.”

Timmy’s face softened and he said, “I’m all yours.”

“So am I.”

JingYu kissed him and dragged his tongue to the ear and took the earlobe in between his teeth, sucking on it. When Timmy let out a whimper, JingYu let the flesh go and blew on the wet place.

“Mmmhmm,” Timmy moaned. Loudly.

He likes it, JingYu chuckled and slithered his tongue in. His reward was Timmy’s bucked up hips that made contact with his pelvis.

Electric sparks flew inside JingYu’s brain. That touch of Timmy’s hard manhood was the final push he needed.

JingYu positioned himself snugly over Timmy, arms on either side of the younger boy’s head, supporting his body weight.

Eyes locked in deep stare, silently saying thousand words to each other.

Timmy pulled JingYu by the neck and kissed him before they helped each other take off their shirts.

“You are beautiful...”

While JingYu took a moment to admire this chiselled piece of art in front of him, glazed eyes recording every dips and flats, Timmy ran both of his palms up and down JingYu’s hard, toned torso and chest.

JingYu swooped in to steal another kiss before trailing down an array of wet kisses. Timmy tilted his head backwards to bare open his throat for JingYu’s better access. In turn, JingYu spent a moment to map that pronounced Adam’s apple with his tongue.

Then went down. A bite on the collar bone, a kiss on those pecks.

And finally he got his wish fulfilled when his hot, wanting mouth landed on a dark pink nipple. Licking that rounded, already hard nub a few times, he nudged it with his tongue. Timmy’s fingers were entwined in his hair and gave them a tug. Instead of paining, it turned him on even more. He took the nipple in his mouth and started sucking hungrily. There was something insanely erotic about feasting on this small bud. Timmy’s back was arching up, pressing his chest more into his mouth and it left him drunk. He lifted his head to attend the other nipple but Timmy physically pulled him up for a kiss.

It was wet and messy and perfect.

“JingYu.....mmmmng...” Timmy moaned and pushed his hips upward. The movement pushing his cock directly against JingYu’s hardness; JingYu almost lost his balance.

It felt........amazing!

“Oh! Oh God!” The exclamation spilled out of him, “Do it again, ohh!”

Timmy, with his glazed eyes and heavy breathing, still had the tenacity to look cheeky.

“Do what?” he asked innocently and bucked his hips again, “This?”

“Oh, you bad, bad boy!”

And this time it was JingYu who pressed back.

They moaned in unison.

Two hard cocks rubbing each other through the flimsy cloths and JingYu felt like he’d come then and there. Looking at ZhouZhou’s screwed tight eyes, bitten lips and arched up body, he was not any better either.

Damn him if he let his first orgasm with ZhouZhou be in his pants. Just as the thought occurred, JingYu leapt up from his lying position and promptly began to take off his pajama bottoms. His brain never once stopped to consider the fact that he was stripping in front of someone whom he had kissed for the first time not even twenty four hours ago. But to him, ZhouZhou was already assimilated in his soul.

Suddenly at a loss, Timmy cried in complain, “Wha....where’re you going? What’s goin-“

The words died down as JingYu stood in front of him without any stitch of cloth. Buck naked. All muscle. His long, thick, hard cock jutting out proudly.

JingYu began to feel bashful and self conscious being on the receiving end of that stare Timmy was giving him. He was not sure if he should take that gaping fish expression on the boy’s face as a compliment or a negative one, but before he could lose his nerve, he plunged into the bed, hooked his fingers inside the elastic of Timmy’s boxer and asked, “Can I?”

A pause.

And Timmy jumped into action.

“Take it off, take it off. Quick!” He proceeded to help JingYu.

Relief and assurance filled JingYu’s mind and he smirked at Timmy’s frantic enthusiasm. He stopped Timmy’s hands and said, “Please, let me.”

Wanting to relish this moment, JingYu pulled the pants down slowly, causing an impatient whine from his ZhouZhou.

Once barrier was removed, Timmy’s cock sprang free. It was angry red, not as long as JingYu’s but similar in thickness. And it was more veiny and drenched in precome, much like JingYu’s own. The heavy balls hung low.

Without any warning, JingYu’s mouth flooded with saliva at the sight.

Yes, definitely gay, his mind chirped gleefully.

He reached towards it but stopped in time to seek permission with his eyes.

Timmy voiced his reply, “Please......” and gave his hip a deliberate upward move as if to make his point.

JingYu ran his index finger along the shaft, from base to the tip and wrapped the cock with his fisted palm.

Timmy’s entire body jerked, “Ohhh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.”

And JingYu was lost in the sensation. This was the first time he was in a bed naked with another man, making love and now he was holding a cock! A supple, smooth, wet, heavy and hot cock. Timmy’s cock.

And he loved it.

He gave it a pull and more precome spilled on his palm. His own cock bobbed, sleeking his abdomen with clear liquid, begging for attention. He stroked it with his other hand. And just when he was about to do what he had planned to, Timmy sat up.

“JingYu....”

“Yes love, what is it,?”

“Let me touch it, please...”

Timmy looked dazed, his voice slurring with arousal. Eyelids drooping in slow blinks. Legs parted. Cock twitching within JingYu’s hold. The picture of Sex personified. That image alone was enough to make JingYu come. And now he was demanding to touch his cock.

JingYu squeezed the tip of his own cock as not to ejaculate the moment ZhouZhou touched him, and went closer.

Timmy grabbed his cock the way a child grabbed its favourite toy.

“It’s real!”

JingYu could not decide what was funnier, that statement or the absolute amazement Timmy’s face sported. He realized that his ZhouZhou was further gone than he thought.

He took both of Timmy’s legs, pulled them towards himself and put them on either side of his own, thus aligning their cocks together.

“And you’re letting me touch it... it’s so huge!”

“I’ve given myself to you, love. Everything mine is yours,” and he kissed Timmy’s shoulder, the side of his neck, behind his ear and lips.

“JingYu....JingYu....” Timmy almost chanted, voice breaking with intense emotion that shrouded him. He was unable to say anything else other than that name.

“Shhh, it’s okay. Let me...”

JingYu snaked one arm around Timmy’s back and held both the cocks in his right hand. Their similar size making it easier for him.

And began to jerk off.

Both of their foreskins had retracted long ago; he pushed them down furthermore and swiped his thumb over their slits.

“AAAAH....ohh g-goddamnit...JingYuuuu” Timmy cursed and hugged JingYu’s neck, mouth latching onto his shoulder instantly.

JingYu stroked the cocks from base to tip, pulled down from tip to the base and gave a slight twist at the tip in every third stroke. Their combined precome making his palm slippery, easier to push and pull.  He took turns to roll their balls with his fingers, squeezing the taut flesh lightly.

“Ahh...mmm......Z-Zhou....my baby...my......”

His sucked on Timmy’s earlobe and Timmy bit on his shoulder hard. The sting pushing JingYu to the edge.

Their pelvis began to buck at each other which made their sitting position uncomfortable for keep wanking. Hence, JingYu, with his trained flexibility, put Timmy on the bed gently and lied down over him. Timmy wrapped his legs around JingYu’s waist and pushed his cock over JingYu’s.

“Hhhng....mmmm.fuckkkk...mmmm..yeah...like that...li-...oh yeah....”

Sensing their approaching orgasm, JingYu sped up his stroking.

“Ohhhh....soo good...soooo....aahh....”

Timmy lifted his face from JingYu’s neck and looked at him, face twisted up in acute pleasure.

“I- I love you...I love you...Jin....I love you so much...”

“I love you more.....baby....I love you more....my ZhouZhou...My...love....”

“Iloveyouiloveyouiloveohgodohholyfuckinggod...”

White hot seed shot through Timmy’s cock and drenched JingYu’s in the process. That sight, the touch of Timmy’s semen on his cock was enough for JingYu to reach his own climax.

“OHH....Zho-....Ohh....aahh......love...Iloveyou...mmmmm...”

With shaky hand he jerked their rapidly wilting erections a moment longer, then, flopped down over Timmy, whose legs around JingYu’s waist were getting slacker and fell down on the bed finally.

But both of their arms held each other in tight clasp, limp limbs notwithstanding.

As their breathing came back to normal and heart rate slowed down, JingYu became conscious about putting his full weight on Timmy. He tried to get up hurriedly but Timmy held on.

“Don’t”

“But Zhou-“

“Please, stay.”

Two simple words, uttered in a whisper but had the ability to bind JingYu as if under a spell.

“I will, I will...but love, but let me clean us a bit at least. Dried come is never fun.”

“Nnnnno,” Timmy whined childishly. Well, he was a child in all but physically.

“Okay okay, I won’t go..um..” JingYu searched for Timmy’s discarded pants.

When found, he first wiped his hand as much he could manage with one hand because Timmy didn’t move an inch to let JingYu take out his arm that was still trapped beneath the boy.

Timmy hissed as the cloth moved over his post orgasm sensitive penis, and glared at JingYu.

“Serves you right for not moving,”

Timmy bit him again.

“Oww, what’t with you and all the biting?! You’re like an angry kitten!”

“You’re very biteable,” Timmy replied and soothed the bitten skin by lapping it with his tongue.

Relatively clean of any come, JingYu rested his body beside Timmy and made the boy face him.

“I love you,” he said simply. No fancy words were needed to express what his heart felt at the moment. He knew Timmy would understand.

And Timmy did.

“And I love you....to the moon and back.”

And they kissed slowly.

“And I love you, from my heart to your heart....”

And JingYu confessed.

And they slept happily ever after............till the alarm went off again.

XOXOXOX

Timmy sat cross legged on the bed and munched on corn flakes with milk as he watched JingYu dress. Still high on the heady feeling brought forth by the mutual tossing, he was yet to fully grasp the impact of the fact that he had just had his first ever sexual experience.......with JingYu.....in JingYu’s bed.

Holy shit!

The spoon dropped from his momentarily frozen fingers and clanked on the bowl.

JingYu’s head snapped at him.

His face must have showed something because JingYu stopped buttoning up his shirt and looked at him worriedly.

“What is it?”

Timmy blinked. Opened his mouth. Then closed it. And blinked for some more.

“ZhouZhou?”

“That was.....my first!...........In everything!” Timmy spoke slowly, voice dumbfounded.

JingYu’s eyes widened in realization and he crossed the distance between them in two steps and kneeled down in front on him. Timmy felt his face cupped by JingYu’s large hands.

“Oh...Umm..I had no idea! I’m...I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” Panic was rising behind those eyes, “God, I didn’t even ask for your permission! Oh, Zhou, I’m so so-mmph!“

Timmy shoved the spoon inside JingYu’s spluttering mouth.

“You’re so stupid sometimes!”

“But-“ JingYu began to protest, mouth spoonless.

“But nothing.” He flicked JingYu’s forehead, “Stop over thinking everything, will you?”

“But-“

“Shut up,” he scolded the man and pinched his lips together to stop him from cutting in. “When did I say that I was hurt? Did that really look like I wasn’t enjoying? Were you in coma the entire time?!”

Timmy rolled his eyes, and releasing the pinch hold pecked JingYu’s lips quickly.

“Stop being afraid of hurting me all the time. It hurts me more seeing you so cautious and tiptoeing around me.”

JingYu’s face turned sad, “But I’ve hurt you so much already...”

“Then shouldn’t you stop piling up your sins so much?” Timmy scoffed and broke into giggles immediately. “You know what, you’re the childish one between the two of us. You’re the big baby.”

Sobering up moments after, he held the handsome face of his lover and looked deeply.

“If you really meant what you said, that you are mine the way I am yours, then act like it. Own me because I’m going to own you, Huang JingYu.”

Timmy felt a slight tremor passed through JingYu’s body but the man kept quiet. Timmy hugged him by the neck and hid himself because he could not face that gaze for what he was about to say.

“Thank you for being my first, Jin. Thank you for being my first love, my first heartbreak, my first kiss. Thank you for becoming my everything. And while I know I can never be your first in anything, please, let me be your last, just as I want you to be mine.”

They sat there, in each other’s embrace, for a long time. Finally, JingYu broke the silence.

“But you are my first, too, ZhouZhou. You are my first love, my first heartbreak, my first desire to dream. And it doesn’t matter how many times I was with other people before. When I am with you, I am experiencing, exploring, feeling everything anew. Each old thing is new, is a first ....because I am reliving them with you. I am with you for the first time and that makes you my first, in everything.”

“Okay,” Timmy barely managed to whisper and felt a kiss pressed to his temple.

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