A Forever Love Short Story
Finn
“Have you got much to do today?” Gem asked, sticking his head around the door to my office, wearing a pair of jeans but still holding his t-shirt.
“No,” I said, looking up through the open door of the recording booth and letting my eyes trail down Gem’s chest. “Not really.”
I’d popped into the booth to fire up my computer in an attempt to motivate myself to consider being productive instead of just staying in bed and replaying Pokémon Blue on my old Game Boy Color. Now I wished I had time to take Gem back to bed, slide his jeans off and worship him until he saw stars, but alas I did not. It was already quarter-to nine, and although Castle Games didn’t open until ten on a Sunday, Gem still had to get there from my house, tidy up, and get ready for the day.
All my plans would have to wait until he got back.
“You’re not going over to your mums’?”
“Not today,” I said, frowning as Gem pull his t-shirt on. Sometimes I wondered if it would be terrible of me to instigate a shirtless rule for Saturday nights and Sunday mornings. “Mum and Mimbles are going to a big food and drink fair over in Derbyshire, and I think Dad and Paul are going with them, so I’m on my own today.”
I didn’t mind though. I was a fairly solitary creature by nature and having a day to myself to relax, play games, and record some extra content for Fantasy and Filth was just what I needed. I’d been so busy with my regular narration work, and our general life plans, that I was running behind with scenes for the blog, something that Gem had teasingly reminded me of last week while I was deep inside him.
I’d quickly made sure he didn’t have the ability to be distracted by something that wasn’t me fucking his brains out.
“You could do some packing?” Gem suggested, walking over to the booth with a wry smile on his face. He leant through the door to beg for a kiss.
“I could,” I said. It was actually a good idea since we were supposed to be moving in together in just over three weeks. We’d found a little house in north Lincoln to rent and while I was ridiculously excited for us to live together, I hated moving with a passion. I just wanted to be able to snap my fingers and have it done.
Unfortunately, I had no magical snap at my disposal, so I was reduced to shoving things in boxes. It was also why I needed to get some recording done, since my booth would be out of commission for a week or two while it was dismantled, moved, and rebuilt.
“You’re not going to, are you?” Gem asked with a wry smile.
“Probably not. Packing is very boring.” I’d probably do what I’d always done which was leave it until the last minute then hurl everything in random boxes. It made unpacking a bit like treasure hunting.
Gem chuckled. “You could come to work with me? Keep me company.”
“There’s an ‘and’ there. I can sense it. What else would you want me to do?”
“Help me sort out the delivery from Friday?”
“I thought you’d done that when it arrived?” I raised an eyebrow and Gem shrugged.
“I’ve done most of it. I just need to do some rearranging because one of the new games won’t fit on the shelf.”
“It’s that big?”
Gem snorted and I rolled my eyes. “You walked into that,” Gem said.
“You’re terrible.”
“Yeah, but you love me.”
“I do.” I reached for the collar of his shirt and pulled him down towards me for a deep kiss.
Gem let out a soft groan and I teased the seam of his lips with my tongue, knowing just how much it would rile him up. Then I put my hand on his chest to push him away.
“Go on, you’ll be late,” I said, giving him my best firm expression and trying not to grin. Gem huffed.
“You did that on purpose.”
“Yes, I did.”
“Just for that you’d better be recording something fun for me today.” He kissed me again, a smile playing across his mouth.
A rush of emotion swept over me and I was suddenly overwhelmed by how much I loved him. Even now, after six months together, it still caught me by surprise.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too.” Gem gave me a final kiss then pressed an extra one to my forehead. “Have a good day, and I’ll see you tonight.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
Once Gem had left, I made myself another drink and then went back to my booth to pull up the script I’d been toying with for the last two weeks. Ever since Gem had found out about my side hustle he’d been enthusiastically offering suggestions, doing editing, and even helping me experiment with scenarios.
In the past, I’d always been happy to just let my imagination run wild and let my fans and subscribers occasionally vote for the content they’d like to see. But now that I had a very willing volunteer, it seemed foolish not to test out some of the ideas I’d been thinking about.
All in the name of research of course.
But this latest script was more personal than any of the others. It was one that I’d written for us.
Most relationships had some sort of lazy weekend or day off routine, whether that was staying in bed all morning or getting up early and walking dogs across miles of woodland and drinking coffee out of thermoses. The second of those was a specific example from my brother Eli, who’d once told me it was something he and Tristan loved to do on a Sunday, even if Eli was knackered from a show the night before.
They apparently saved the copious amounts of sex for after their walks.
Not that I’d wanted to know that, but Eli had told me anyway as part of the conversation. He’d spared me the details though, so I wasn’t that upset with him. I was just happy to see him so settled with someone he clearly adored.
Mine and Gem’s chilled routine didn’t even happen at the weekend since the shop was open on both Saturday and Sunday. However, it was closed on a Monday, so I’d adjusted my routine to work across bits of the weekend and take the start of the week off.
So on Monday’s the pair of us slept in late and woke up tangled together, slowly dissolving from sleepy kisses into desperation and roaming hands. It always ended up with Gem coming at least once, and on one memorable occasion I’d been able to squeeze three orgasms from him before it had all become too much.
After that we’d make pancakes—the fluffy, American kind, often dotted with chocolate chips or blueberries—and curl up on the sofa to rewatch old episodes of Star Trek.
They were always the perfect mornings.
And now I wanted to capture part of them in audio form, just for Gem.
I read through the script once more, making a few minor changes as I went before shutting the door to the booth, setting up my recording software, checking everything was in place, and sliding my headphones on.
I took a deep breath and thought back to last Monday when Gem had woken me up by trailing kisses down my chest and wrapping his mouth around my cock.
Fuck, I loved it when he did that. Gem had the most perfect mouth, and he was so fucking good at sucking my cock.
“Mmm, good morning baby,” I said, letting my voice drop into its deep, smooth narrator cadence, adding a little extra gravel to mimic the idea that I’d just woken up. “You’re in a good mood this morning.”
I let out a little chuckle and added a brief pause, as if someone was responding to me.
“Are you teasing me? Mmm, you know what happens when you tease me, don’t you? Is that what you want? You want me to pull you close against me, just like this… wrap my hand around your waist and hold you there.”
I groaned as I palmed my cock through the loose pyjama trousers I was still wearing. The dark material was already starting to tent as I imagined holding Gem close to me and feeling his ass rub against my cock. He always loved teasing me like that, grinding into my crotch and driving me wild until it all got too much and I pushed him into the mattress to fuck him into oblivion.
“Fuck, that’s it baby,” I said, closing my eyes and letting the words drip from my lips. “Rub that perfect ass against me. Show me how much you want me to fuck you. Mmm, do you like it when I grab your ass like that? Yeah? What if I slide my hand round to your cock? Mmm, fuck, you’re so hard already for me.”
Although I’d written a script, it turned out I didn’t need one. All I needed was my imagination and my memories of Gem.
I described reaching in to his shorts to start stroking his eager cock as I pulled out my own aching dick, smacking it lewdly on my palm. Then I squirted a little bit of lube onto my fingers from the bottle I kept in a drawer beside the desk, and began to jack myself slowly, knowing that the second mic would pick up all the slick sounds.
I already knew that this scenario wasn’t going to be a long one. I was too wound up to drag it out and edge myself, especially when I described pushing my partner onto their stomach and moving between their legs to start rimming them. I loved eating Gem out. He always made the sweetest sounds as I teased him with my tongue, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin of his hole until he was begging for more.
That was the soundtrack playing in my mind as I described the act in decadent detail, knowing that it would have all my listeners desperate for more. But there was only one listener I truly cared about: my beloved Scotsman.
“Fuck you have such a perfect hole for me baby. Do you like it when I use my tongue on you like this? Teasing you until you’re all wet for me. What about if I add my fingers? Mmm, yeah, you like that, don’t you? Like me sliding my fingers into you, stretching you wide for my big dick. That’s it, just relax for me. We’ll start with one but I know you’ll want more soon.”
I tightened my grip on my dick, imagining Gem underneath me with his ass raised and fingers clutching the sheets. He always looked so good like that. Quickly, I moved the narration on from fingering to fucking, letting moans and filthy words spill from my mouth. I let my tongue spin a wild, filthy fantasy while I stroked my cock harder and faster, losing myself in my daydreams until I came with a growl and spilt hot cum across my fingers.
“Mmm, yes… fuck. You look so good filled with my cum,” I said. “It looks so good dripping out of your hole. I love seeing you like this, all messy and all mine.” I smiled to myself, reaching for the towel that I’d brought in with me earlier so I could mop up some of the cum before it dried.
“What would you like to do now?” I asked. “Would you like me to make you some pancakes? I can make them just the way you like, with chocolate chips and bananas. Maybe even some whipped cream.” I bit my lip to stifle my laughter, remembering the terrible joke Gem always made about already getting creamed. “You’re so perfect for me. I love you so much. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
I finished off the narration, hit Stop and then Save, because I didn’t want to lose anything, then flopped back in my chair, letting it spin slightly. My heart was still racing as I came down from the high of my orgasm.
Now all I had to do was get myself cleaned up and get the recording edited. I wanted to get it finished today so I could surprise Gem with it this evening. I wondered how long it would take him to figure out what I’d based the scene on.
It took me a couple of hours to get the audio finished and afterwards I curled up on the sofa with my Game Boy to battle through the Saffron City gym. I’d been playing Pokémon Blue since I was about four or five and I’d finished it more times than I could count, but there was something comforting about replaying a familiar favourite.
As it got closer to Gem’s return, I made a start on dinner and debated whether to send him the audio now and make him listen to it in the car—just to wind him up—or whether to give it to him when he came home and watch him get off to it.
Both options were tempting, but I was in the mood to watch.
As soon as Gem walked in the door, I pulled him into a deep kiss. “I have something for you.”
“Oh really?” He grinned at me and I noticed his eyes looked tired.
“I do.” I kissed him again, softly this time. “Would you like it now? Dinner will keep.” I’d made a stew that could easily have another hour in the oven, especially if I turned the temperature down.
“I’d love that,” Gem said, stepping away from me to stretch.
“Busy day?”
“Yeah, ridiculous. I didn’t think Christmas shopping started this early, but apparently I’m not as organised as some people.”
“I’m not either,” I said. “But I have the perfect thing to help you relax. Go into our room and grab your earbuds. I want you naked on our bed, and you can also choose a toy as well.”
“So you did record me something fun.” Gem’s grin widened and I saw need flash in his eyes.
“I did. And now I’m going to watch you listen to it.” I gave him a final kiss to send him on his way. “I’ll be in in five minutes.”
I watched Gem leave, smirking at the spring in his step. Then I turned the oven down, filled a bottle of water for Gem to drink afterwards, and headed for the bedroom. Gem was already naked and rummaging in the bedside drawer for a dildo. One thing I was looking forward to when we moved was having all our toys in one place, since it got a little tedious moving them back and forth, or realising the one we wanted was at the other’s flat.
I already had the audio on my phone, so I sent it across to Gem while my eyes roamed over his bent over ass.
“Did you find the one you wanted?” I asked as Gem sat up, dildo in hand. It was short and fat, and I loved watching him fuck himself with it.
“Yeah.” He settled himself in the middle of the bed with the dildo and a bottle of lube next to him, and his phone and earbuds on the other side.
“Good. I just sent you what I recorded today. I want you to listen to it and get yourself off, and I’m going to watch you. You may use the toy if you want.”
“Are you going to join in?” Gem asked.
“Maybe.” I smirked at him. “If you put on a good show for me.” I walked across to the small chair we’d moved into our room for this purpose and settled myself on it. This had been something we’d started doing more and more as Gem tested audio for me. I loved being able to watch his reactions and see what turned him on. It meant I could subtly tailor more of my work to him.
“Don’t I always?” Gem winked and reached for his earbuds, popping them in his ears and setting the audio to play as he stretched out on the bed. He closed his eyes and trailed his fingers down his chest, letting out a soft groan as he reached his nipples. He’d turned the volume up and I could hear tiny snippets of my own voice, which gave me a rough idea of where in the scene he was.
I popped open the button on my jeans and began to slowly tease my cock to full hardness through my boxers as I watched. Gem was still playing with his nipples as his cock began to fill. He slid a hand down his stomach and skimmed his fingers over the shaft before spreading his legs wider and thrusting his hips up.
He groaned again, louder this time, and tilted his head back as his hand encircled his cock. “Y-yes, want you. Fuck, play with me, please!”
I let out a soft, possessive growl as I watched. Fuck Gem was perfect like this, all stretched out and hard for me. He’d started to stroke his cock, his other hand reaching between his thighs to tease his hole. I chuckled softly because Gem had never had much self-control. He always needed more.
I reached into my boxers and released my cock as Gem poured lube onto his fingers and began to stretch himself open. I groaned as I watched his slick digits disappearing into his tight, hairy hole. Gem glanced down and saw me watching. He lifted his thighs and spread them wide to give me a better view. He really was so good for me.
My cock throbbed and I was sorely tempted to push his fingers away and use my own, but I needed to be patient. I’d told Gem I was thinking about joining him, but I already knew that I wanted to fuck him and fill him with my load. I just had to wait for the perfect moment.
“Oh fuck! Yes, I need it. Please, give it to me. Fuck me, please,” Gem said and I shuddered in pleasure at the sound of his begging. He reached for the dildo, slathering it in lube before rolling onto his stomach, raising his ass in the air and reaching behind him to tease his entrance with the fat head of the toy.
Fuck he looked so good like this.
I groaned and tightened my grip on my cock, jerking myself harder. Gem gasped as he worked the dildo into his ass inch by inch and I was forced to let go of my cock and take a few deep, slow breaths before I lost control. I’d never met anyone who could reduce me to desperation so quickly, but Gem knew exactly which buttons to push. It was one of the many reasons that I loved him.
“Please,” Gem said. “Give it to me. Fuck me.” He let out a shuddering moan as he began to fuck himself with the toy. It was such a delicious sight and I could have watched him for hours, but from the sounds Gem was making, I knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
I stood and shoved my jeans and boxers down, then threw my t-shirt over my head as I strode over to the bed. I climbed on behind him and reached for the lube, slicking up my cock. Gem turned to look at me, his mouth slack and eyes full of need.
“Keep listening,” I said as I reached for the dildo, gently pushing his hand away. “But you’re not coming on anything but my cock tonight.”
“Fuck yes! Fuck me Finn, please.” Gem moaned as I pumped the dildo into him a couple of times before pulling it out and sliding my cock into him. I groaned as I bottomed out, taking a moment to savour the feeling of his tight ass around me.
Then I gripped his hips and began to fuck him.
Pleas and moans filled my ears as Gem gripped the sheets, fully lost in the fantasy that I’d given him. I knew he was close and I watched as he reached a hand down to stroke his cock, just as I’d instructed. I could still hear snippets of the audio and I knew it was describing me fucking him hard.
“Oh God, fuck, I’m going… shit, I’m…”
I leant down, gently pulling out one of Gem’s earbuds and whispered. “Come for me.”
Gem’s whole body tensed as he came with a shout, and with two final thrusts I followed him over the edge with a deep groan.
“Shit,” Gem said, his voice hoarse and breathless as he fumbled for his phone to pause the recording. “That was…”
“Good?” I asked teasingly, pressing a kiss between his shoulders before easing out of him and sitting back on my heels to watch my cum trickle out of him. There was something deeply possessive inside me that loved that sight.
“Yeah, let’s go with that. Even though it feels like a big fucking understatement.” He flopped onto the bed and I moved to lie beside him, kissing him softly and brushing the hair out of his face.
“Did you like it though?” It was obvious he had, but I still had to ask.
“Again, big fucking understatement,” Gem said. I chuckled.
“I’m glad because that one is for you.”
“It’s our morning, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
Gem smiled and wrapped his arm around me, pulling our bodies flush together. “I love it, it’s perfect. And I fucking love you.”
“I love you too.”
He kissed me again and we lay there for a while, exchanging soft words and softer kisses.
“So, does that mean I get pancakes now?” Gem asked.
“No. But I’ll make you them tomorrow.”
“With cream?”
“With cream.” I grinned and he kissed me.
“Good. I need lots of cream.”
I snorted. “Don’t be rude.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“You were thinking it,” I said. Gem gave a half-shrug and an overdramatic wink, and we both dissolved into quiet laughter.
“Are you going to post that one?” Gem asked. I thought for a second.
“Maybe. Or you can have it just for you if you want.” I was happy for him to keep it as his own, a special something just for him.
Gem shook his head. “Post it. I want to read all the comments about you driving people wild.”
“You like knowing how much they like it, don’t you?”
“I do,” he said with a smirk. “I like knowing that you drive them wild, because I’m the one who gets to live it. This is our morning, and I know that everyone will want it, and I’m the only one who actually gets it. And I love that. Is that weird?”
“No, not weird. I like making these for you. I want everyone to know how much I spoil you.”
“Good, because I want them to know how fucking amazing you are in bed.” He grinned possessively. “And they can suck it because you’re all mine.”
I reached out to cradle his jaw in my hand, kissing him deeply. “I’ll never be anyone else’s.”
