The New Principal

10. The Family.

     I wake up feeling warmth pressed behind me. Joel has let his facial hair grow a little bit, his scruff brushing against the back of my neck. He's spent the few days since the party at my house, fucking me all over the place. It feels like we're a real couple, even though neither of us has used the boyfriend word.
     I feel Joel's morning wood pushing against my thigh. I want him, I can't help it since I always want him. I move myself around, turning to face him. He's naked, having fallen asleep that way last night. I shimmy down the bed, kissing along his soft stomach.
I take his semi hard cock into my mouth and suck, swirling my tongue around the tip. He stirs slightly, moaning a bit, and reaches for me. I look up to see his eyes widen at the sight of me sucking his dick. "Shit baby, what a way to wake up," he moans at me, his fingers curling into my hair.
I take him into my throat, swallowing around him while my hands find his balls. I push a knuckle into the skin behind them and feel him buck into my mouth. "Fuuuuuuuck, Thomas. Oh my god," he pants, holding my face to fuck himself into it. "Shit stop, I want to come in your ass. Come here."
I suck one last time and move up his body. He kisses me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. He moves my leg up around his hip. "Can I fuck you raw, baby?" He asks me, brushing his lips across mine. I'm a little nervous about it but I want this. I nod, moving my ass closer to him.
I feel him press against me, his face nuzzling into my neck. He pushes in gently and it feels better than anything ever has. "Shit Thomas, it feels incredible," he moans into my ear. He moves slowly, pushing in and out leisurely, kissing me sweetly. I realize we're making love, not fucking, and it's almost too much for me.
"You feel so good Joel, I love this," I moan into him, slipping my tongue into his mouth. We roll, me on top of him, and I start to move. I go slowly, hands on the pillow next to his head. He looks at me with a smile, eyes trailing down to where we're connected.
"You look so fucking sexy right now, Thomas. I wish I could take a picture." I lean in and kiss him. "Can I try something, baby?" He asks, slapping my ass lightly. I nod and he moves from under me, getting his phone from his pants on the floor. He pulls me to the edge of the bed, legs around his hips.
He aims the camera at my dick before moving the camera as he pushes inside me. "Shiiiiit," he moans, moving quickly in and out. He keeps the camera on us as he grabs my leaking cock with his other hand. He pounds into me, us both turned on from the use of his camera. Soon we both come, together, and I can feel his warm juices in my ass.
He pulls out, keeping the camera on my ass as his come slowly spills out. "Fuck, that is so hot," he moans, stopping the camera and leaning in to kiss me. He lays next to me and looks at me. "Oh, Thomas. I forgot to mention, you're coming to family Christmas with me tomorrow." He kisses me as I smile.
•••
"Don't be nervous. They'll love you, I promise." I'm almost shaking, standing outside Joel's family home. He grew up in this house, he told me, and it makes him happy to bring me here. I'm so scared.
"Come on, let's go," he says, pulling me by my hand through the door. There's noise in the kitchen and I follow Joel there, his grip on my hand tightening as we go. Everyone sees us and smiles, running over to hug Joel and meet me. "Everyone, this is Thomas, my boyfriend," he smiles at me. "Thomas, this is everyone."
They all hug me and it almost makes me cry, my own family hating me. His mom drags me around, introducing everyone and making me feel welcome. "How long have you and my son been together?" She asks me, handing me a glass of wine. "We met in July but we really have been together since... September, maybe. Not too long." She smiles and nods.
Joel joins us, sitting on the arm of my chair and putting his arm around my shoulders. "Are you harassing him, mom?" He laughs and she smiles. "No I am not, brat!" I lean into Joel and he kisses my head. Soon, we're ushered into the dining room for dinner and then presents.
Joel sits with me, hand on my thigh, as we watch everyone open things. I feel slightly out of place, much like I would at my own family home, until Joel's mother brings me a box. "Joel mentioned he was bringing you. We all got you something."
I feel the tears in my eyes and look to Joel, who just brushes them away and smiles at me. I open the present, finding a deep blue sweater, a black button up and a crisp silver threaded tie. It's all beautiful. I thank them all, hugging the things to my chest. I'm so happy I could burst.
Joel kisses me, everyone smiling and happy. We stay for hours, drinking and talking, laughing and spending time with the people who love Joel. I easily realize that I'm one of those people.