Is It Enoguh?

The End- Part 1

It's almost finished. I've divided the ending into two parts to add a little extra spice to the end of the story. I hope to have the ending ready in a few days, as all that remains is to reveal the fate of the enemies and the happy ending for our favourite family.

Thank you for getting this far, apologies for any mistakes, and I hope you'll let me know what you think of the ending to this story.

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The phone was ringing. Pete stretched out his arm to reach it, didn't even look to see who it was, just answered, "Hello?" "Pete." "Stone", Pete sat up in bed, wide awake after hearing that voice. He hadn't heard it in four years. "Are you free tomorrow?" "Name the time and place." "I'll send you the details. Bring your husband, and go back to sleep." There was silence on the line. Pete's mind was racing. Stone wanted him to bring Vegas. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? No, it could only mean that Stone wanted to talk to them, and that Pete could finally tell Vegas everything. Otherwise, they wouldn't have found out until it was too late. There was no point in worrying about it. Stone would explain everything tomorrow.

Vegas stirred, still with his eyes closed, wrapping an arm around Pete's hip, pressing closer to him, resting his head on his thigh.
"What are you doing sitting there? Who called you?" said Vegas, burying his head even deeper into Pete. Pete leaned back against the headboard and began caressing his hair. "My past called me, a past I can't tell you about, but you'll find out tomorrow." Vegas raised his head, frowning. "Is it the one who helped you when you arrived in Bangkok?" Pete nodded with a smile on his lips. "I'll finally stop keeping important secrets from you, Vegas." Pete moved his hand to caress his cheek, "Are you sure? Maybe your past wants to separate you from me," Pete chuckled, "If that were the case, it wouldn't have warned us, it would have simply gotten rid of you...". Vegas was surprised, "Believe me, something is happening for him to come. And since he wants to see you, my guess is that it has something to do with your family. But no matter how many possibilities we think of, we won't know until tomorrow." Vegas nodded still worried, but he quickly lost himself in Pete's beautiful eyes. After some minutes, he lowered his head, still looking at him, and began to kiss his skin, little by little, moving his kisses closer to the waistband of his underwear. Pete stopped caressing Vegas' hair when Vegas pulled down his underwear, and began to lick his cock.

After a few licks from the base to the tip of Pete's cock, Vegas moved so he could look at Pete in the eyes. He took his cock in his hand, and put it in his mouth, licking the tip as if it were a lollipop. Pete took a deep breath, and let his head fall back, when Vegas began to take his entire cock into his mouth. He began to feel the warmth of Vegas's mouth, and its wetness. Vegas made a choking sound when the cock touched the back of his throat, but he didn't pull away. Pete looked him in the eyes, and let out a deep moan, it made Vegas suck him off, pulling it out almost completely, then swallowing it again until only Pete's balls were left outside his mouth, and stayed there for a few seconds. Pete was in heaven, and every time he felt the tip of his cock touch the back of Vegas' throat, he had to fight hard not to cum.

Vegas moved his hand to his own cock, and started to jerk off. Pete couldn't control himself, and during one of the swallows, he pressed down on Vegas's head to keep his whole cock inside longer. Vegas let out a muffled moan through Pete's cock, Pete took Vegas's head in both hands to keep it still and began to move his hips upwards, fucking Vegas's mouth. Vegas remained still, only moving his tongue and swallowing the precum that came out of Pete's cock, letting him fuck his mouth at his own pace, trying to stroke his cock in time with Pete's thrusts.

Pete's thrusts became erratic, as did his moans. Tears began to fall from Vegas's eyes; he was struggling not to choke on the fuck Pete was giving his mouth, but he loved every second of it. He didn't care if he choked, as long as he was tasting Pete.