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Part 16

David looked down at the man as memories of that mouth and that talented tongue from the night before filled his mind. No, he certainly wouldn’t mind experiencing that again. But he had something else in mind. “First off, Troy, God bless you a hundred times. It was torture not saying that each time, by the way. And second… actually… there’s something I’ve wanted to try. I, ah, I don’t know if your nose feels sore or—”

“I’m all right,” Troy insisted, but Lucas gave him an obvious nudge. When Troy turned to look at him, Lucas held up both hands, emphasizing his ten fingers. It took Troy a second, and then he nodded with understanding. He looked back up at David. “Yeah,” he said softly. “Truthfully, I’ve been sneezing and blowing my nose for days now. Of course it feels sore. Can you sniff! Can you do something about that? Sniff! Will you help me feel better?”

David’s breath caught. He opened his mouth to answer, but he found he couldn’t form the words. So he just nodded. Reading his mind, Lucas got up off the bed and walked, still naked, to one of the shopping bags. He rooted around a little and pulled a small, yellow jar out. When he got back to the bed, he handed it to David. Then he climbed back into bed, snuggling up to David’s side, taking out a bottle of lube, and slipping his hand beneath David’s pajama bottoms. David trembled with anticipation as his husband’s fingers brushed against his half-hard member. He squeezed the plastic jar in his hand tightly, drawing in a sharp breath and then slowly letting it out again.

Then he felt more himself again, more in charge of the moment, more ready to do this. He popped the lid off the little jar of Vaseline. “Sit up and lean in for me,” David motioned Troy to come closer. He could have done it just fine with Troy’s head still resting on his thigh, but he liked a closer view. And this way it gave Lucas a little more freedom of movement to stroke him.

“Now, as soon as I do this, ironically you’re probably going to feel like sneezing again, or you’ll need to blow your nose, and all this will be for nothing. So before we get started, how about you blow your nose into some of those soft tissues for me just a little more?”

Troy nodded. “Yes please. Feels so good to blow my nose into those.”

Lucas ran his fingers down David’s long cock, circling the head, teasing the tip with a feather light tough. He loved touching his husband, but rarely did he do so blindly like this, under the covers, under pajamas. He knew David well enough to know where to move his hand, so he wasn’t worried. This felt more exciting than a normal handjob. This was David allowing himself to get off on his own care-giving instead of delaying the gratification by waiting until his lover felt well enough to engage in any sexual acts.

David’s breaths were already uneven as he pulled two tissues from the box and held them to Troy’s nose. “Right side first. Nice and easy, baby.”

“Okay,” Troy agreed, taking a deep breath in but letting it out slowly. The quiet gurgle was muffled into the tissues, and David gave a soft moan.

“That’s good. That’s so good. Other side now.”

Troy waited for David to readjust his grip then blew again.

“Nngh…” David bit his lip as Lucas rubbed his finger against his glans, applying pressure in just the right place.

David tried to take his time with this, and his hands shook, which slowed him down further. But he dipped his left finger into the Vaseline jar, scooping out a generous amount before replacing the lid and setting it aside. His right finger took a small dollop of the product and touched the area between Troy’s nose and mouth. It was inflamed from so much attention, so much rubbing and blowing and Troy’s nose running wet and unchecked when David hadn’t been around to tend to it that first day. The pad of his finger rubbed the Vaseline in with a small circling motion, being as gentle as he could against the irritated skin. “How does that feel?” he asked.

“Brilliant,” Troy whispered back. “Keep going.”

Lucas started stroking in earnest now, his hand wrapped around David’s dick. He gave long, languid pulls designed to draw David’s orgasm out slowly, letting it build and build to almost impossible levels. “You,” David gasped, looking over at his husband. “You keep going too.”

Smiling, Lucas pressed a kiss to David’s jaw as a promise. He had no intention of stopping until David came. In fact, he kept his face up against the side of David’s, the better to whisper every dirty thought that occurred to him with no filter. “You’re so fucking sexy like this. It’s so hot that you know just what to do to make him feel better.” The warmth David felt at those words was like nothing else.

And then Troy’s nostrils flared. “Shite hehhh!” And the build-up began again. He was going to undo all the work David had just done. So David quickly pressed his palm against Troy’s nose, squashing it with applied pressure. Troy’s eyes widened, and his whole body relaxed. His breathing slowed. Then he gave a little grunt of appreciation to let David know he didn’t need to sneeze after all. They could continue.

David got a bit more Vaseline and spread it above Troy’s upper lip. He rubbed it in gently with tiny little circles then zigzags. “Do you want a little more there, or should I start on your nose?”

Troy sniffed and shrugged. “Whatever you think is best. Sniff! It’s so sore.”

“I’ll be gentle,” David promised.

And the soft smile he got from Troy in return made the tingles in him intensify. “I know you will,” Troy said, closing his eyes and leaning forward a little. “I trust you completely to make me feel better.”

“Nnnngh!” David’s whole body was on fire at those words. And Lucas’ quickening strokes. And at the idea of soothing Troy’s nose. God, he wasn’t going to last long like this. He knew he’d have to hurry or he’d end up coming to a fantasy of what he was about to do rather than being able to actually do it. So he took another bit of Vaseline on his finger and tried to control his breathing as he touched a spot right beneath Troy’s nose. Troy flinched and David pulled his hand back, alarmed. “Sorry!”

“Startled me. It was just cool against my skin.” Troy leaned forward some more. “Warm it up for me, David.”

Oh, he was good. “You’re so hot,” Lucas whispered against his cheek as he slid his hand up and down David’s dick faster. Faster. Impossibly faster. “Warm him up, baby.”

David tried again, and this time Troy didn’t flinch. Instead, he made this involuntary, pleased sound in the back of his throat. As David’s finger slid around his nostril, Troy tilted his head so that David could get a better angle, and he moaned again as David massaged the tender skin around his nostril with the soothing balm. “Laying it on a little thick now, are you?” David asked.

Troy opened his eyes, confusion filling them. “Don’t know what you mean.” He sniffed then tilted his head the other way. “More?”

If this were Lucas, an ‘I love you,’ would have slipped easily from David’s mouth at the sound of that. Instead, he nodded. “As much as you want.” He touched Troy’s other nostril and rubbed the Vaseline in as Troy closed his eyes and moaned again.

“Fuck!” Lucas exhaled against David’s cheek. “He’s making me wish I hadn’t just come.”

“He’s… making me—” David’s breath caught. He could feel the intensity building in him, unstoppable. Between his husband’s slick hand fisting his cock and Troy’s nearly orgasmic moans, David barely stood a chance of holding on. But when he added in the way he was soothing Troy’s poor nose. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” That was all David managed to get out before he bent forward, teeth clenched, body shaking. One second he felt like he was on fire and about to burst from the pressure building up in him, and the next he felt the most amazing release. There was nothing but pleasure and satisfaction. And come.

He slumped back against Lucas, feeling his husband’s arm wrap around him tightly. “That’s it,” Lucas whispered, kissing his temple repeatedly. “Enjoy. You deserved that, baby.”

David closed his eyes, losing himself to the dreamy, warm, post-orgasm euphoria where everything felt perfect and right. He felt a tissue wipe the Vaseline from his fingers. Then he felt a cloth wipe his cock. And he felt Troy take his hand and squeeze it.

Lucas kissed David’s cheek. “Troy, do you want—“

“Uh-uh. That was just for you two. That was to thank you both for looking after me so well.”

“It was… our pleasure…” David said, still feeling miles away, floating on clouds. He knew he should be angry with himself for getting off while Troy still admitted to feeling sick, but it had just felt so damn good to come while tending to him. David was pretty sure he would never feel this good again.