THE BOY IS MINE

Part 42: KISS & MAKE UP.

Jordan huffs pacing around the house battling with his thoughts.

Jordan: It can't be true, No... Lowell probably said all of that just to piss me off, there's no way that it is true, right?

He messes up his hair and then continues to pace around.

Jordan: Thomas is not home yet, Rose is not around as well and my head is bursting with questions.
Jordan: But what if these are lies?... Ugh I am going back to that moron, he has to answer all of my questions at once.

He huffs taking his jacket and car keys before he marches out of the house and drives straight back to Lowell's place.
He hits the brakes recklessly parking his car on the driveway and then marches through the door.

Lowell: Oh you're back, what the fuck do you want, your bags?
Jordan: Yes my bags and some damn answers Lowell.
Lowell huffs walking to his bedroom and Jordan follows behind him.

Jordan: Did you say all of that just to mess with me or what?
Lowell: Jordan please-
Jordan: No tell me I need to know!
Lowell: Go and talk to Petey about this, he is the one that has answers for you.
Jordan: And you don't?

It goes silent and Jordan walks closer to Lowell and points at him.

Jordan: If it's true Lowell, If Petey is really my father and he bought Thomas and Rose to parent me then I will never forgive them, in fact I will kill them all.
But as for you, I won't forgive you for keeping this from me this entire time.

He glares at Lowell but Lowell leans closer to him, he leans so close that he holds his chest locking eyes with him and Jordan instantly calms down... It's as if he was not mad so long ago.

Lowell: Stop fighting with me, stop doing that Jordan I hate it.
Jordan huffs and then shakes his head.
Jordan: You make me mad and you also need to stop provoking me like this.
Lowell sighs and then nods.
Lowell: Never again I promise.

Lowell trails his hand underneath Jordan's shirt and then smashes his lips on Jordan's lips shutting him up not to ask him anything.
He groans in between the heated and passionate kiss between them that they don't fight it off.

Jordan lowers his mouth to his and a small gasp escapes Lowell's lips as Jordan sucks on his lower lip gently kissing him and tasting the menthol flavour on his warm lips.
Lowell groans pulling him closer to him as he glides his tongue to touch his and the wet tongue kissing intensifies up the whole lust.

They rip off their clothes to nothing getting butt naked and filled with so much uncanny desires, so much longing to a point of yearning to glue themselves to each other's bodies.
But just only if that was possible.

Lowell pushes Jordan on top of the bed and then bounces on top of him with a wide smirk on his face.

Lowell: I missed you so much...
Jordan: I missed you just as much Lowie.
He swiftly flips Lowell over and then gets on top of him.
Lowell: Wait wait wait.
Jordan: And now?, What is wrong?
Lowell: Get the lubricant over there.
He points at one of his pedestal drawers and Jordan smirks doing so and then smiles up at him as he applies the lube on himself and also on Lowell's entrance.

Jordan leans his forehead on Lowell's forehead and presses his body on his to kiss.

Jordan (Low tone): I'm so sorry for shouting at you.

With that he penetrates himself on Lowell and Lowell gasps moaning out so loud in between the kiss as Jordan slowly thrusts himself inside him.

Jordan: For punching you on your handsome face like that..

Lowell tries to push Jordan off him but Jordan stays locked on him and he also locks Lowell's hands above his head pinning them down tightly.
He moves in a slow rhythm feeling all the warmth and tightness wrapped around him so tightly and clenching on him.