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They had only been apart for 3 days, and yes phone sex was fun, but there was something about getting your mouth on your boyfriend. The moment Joe stepped over the threshold of Nicky's flat, Nicky grabbed Joe's collar and pressed Joe up against the nearest wall before kissing Joe in a very messy way.
"Glad to see your knee is doing better," Joe smirked when they broke apart to catch their breaths. "And I know..."
"Less, talking," Nicky said as he pressed his body against Joe's body again. "More kissing and more undressing."
They kissed while they at the same time tried to get out of their clothes forgetting that there were others in the flat.
"Please don't traumatize poor Nile too," Booker said as he pushed Nile back into the kitchen. "Isn't it enough that you already are paying for two of your friends' psychologist bills?"
"Oh, so sorry," Nicky said. "I thought you both left ages ago."
"I can see that," Booker replied. "Do you think you can keep your pants on long enough until I have told you something important?"
"Sure," Joe replied. "We know how to behave."
They all laughed.
"So, what is it?" Nicky asked. "The important thing?"
"I'm no good at explaining it," Booker replied as he looked at Nile. "Do you want to tell them?"
"Only if they are dressed," Nile replied. "And one is sitting down on the sofa and the other one in one of the armchairs."
"You heard her," Booker said. "I promise it's good."
Joe sat down in the armchair, so Nicky could have his leg on the sofa.
"You all know how that alligator of an ex-wife robbed Booker," Nile said. "His house, car, and all his money."
"I think the alligators will be insulted about that statement," Nicky said. "Or any animal for that case."
"Yeah, ok, fair enough," Nile replied. "Anyway, two days ago, Booker talked with your mother, Joe after a lot of thinking. And thanks to Mrs Al-Kaysani's incredible lawyer skills it turned out that the judge got bribed so that the ex-wife could have everything Booker owned. And how did the ex-wife bribe the judge you all ask?"
Nile looked at Joe and Nicky like she expected them to guess.
"Well, usually it boils down to two things when it comes to bribing people," Joe said. "Money or sex, maybe both at once."
"Just as clever as your mother," Nile said. "It was both things. The ex-wife made the mistake of dumping the judge last week and decided to ease his mind about it all. When that happened, Booker got the offer to have a retrial but he declined."
"What?" Nicky shouted. "Sorry I didn't mean to shout, but why did you do that?"
"I wasn't happy when I had all that stuff in my previous life, and you know it," Booker replied. "Now, I sell fish and date a woman, who accepts it. I got friends, who also accept that I'm a bit weird when I talk about my fish. It makes me happier than I've ever been. So, I asked for something else. Something that was more important to me."
Joe and Nicky starred at Booker.
"Wanna tell us?" Joe asked. "Or are we going to guess again?"
"I got all the rights back to use my own name on sports merch and that kind of stuff from January 1st next year. My ex-wife can no longer decide or control how my name should be used when and where and earn money on it. It means I get my life back again," Booker replied. "And that's more worth than any money."
"That's fantastic," Nicky burst out. "We need to celebrate it, Booker."
"We do that once I have seen the papers, ok?" Booker replied. "And yes, you can cook."
Nicky got up and hugged his friend.
"Congratulation," Joe said. "But what about all the other things, your ex-wife stole from you? Don't you want it back? I mean, she did steal it from you."
"She can keep it," Booker replied. "As I said, got the rights back to my own name, and that's worth more than what she stole from me."
"You got a point there," Nicky said. "Let's celebrate anyway tonight. It's after all New Year's Eve."
Nile took Booker's hand.
"No, we got out own plans tonight. We're eating dinner at the New York Aquarium," Nile said with a smile. "When I mentioned I love "Finding Nemo", Booker made the reservation, saying it would be like eating dinner under the water."
"Don't say a word, young man," Booker said with a smile as he looked at Nicky, who couldn't stop smiling. "And I also should tell you that thanks to Mrs Al-Kaysani, both Joe and Nicky will get 100.000 dollars for the stuff in the newspapers."
"Oh, thanks," Nicky said. "But I'm not sure I want the money."
"I'm with Nicky on this," Joe replied. "It's after all your money, Booker. In a way."
"No, that's my ex-wife's money, but it's up to you to decide. Just call your mother tomorrow, Joe," Booker replied. "Come Nile or else we'll be late for dinner. See you later."
When Booker and Nile had left the flat, Joe and Nicky looked at each other.
"I won't take the money," Nicky said. "I'm going to donate them instead."
"Let's do that," Joe replied. "Any suggestions?"
"There's a football program for children in Harlem," Nicky replied. "They try to use football as a way to keep children off the streets."
"Then we do that," Joe replied. "Let me text my mother and tell her that, and then we'll continue where we left off an hour ago."
"Maybe we should eat first," Nicky suggested. "You know gather some energy for sex."
"Great idea," Joe replied. "But I'm not letting you cook on New Year's Eve. Let's order something."
"It will be hard tonight to find a place that delivers tonight," Nicky replied. "But let me try Mrs Chen. Hope you don't mind dumplings."
"Not at all," Joe replied. "Just remember it has to be with chicken."
They ate the dumplings on the sofa, talking about everything.
"Let's do the Chinese version of "Lady and the Tramp," Joe said as he held out a dumpling. "Open up."
"Incurable romantic," Nicky said with a smile before opening his mouth. "I need to tell you something?"
"That you'll take off your shirt?" Joe suggested. "Or your pants?"
"In a moment that will happen," Nicky replied. "I've been asked if I want to teach at a university in Berlin next year. A friend of mine is taking a year off to travel with his family."
"I'm coming with you," Joe said. "There's no way I'm letting my sexy book boyfriend run around alone in Berlin."
"You mean it?" Nicky asked. "We have only known each...."
Joe placed a finger on Nicky's mouth.
"And so?" Joe asked before he took Nicky's hands in his. "Look at it like this: it will be yet an adventure we'll have together. And I can't wait. I just need to warn you about one thing." Nicky raised his eyebrow looking a bit worried. "My mother will stop by once a week, telling us we look skinny, and force us to eat her cooking. She does that with my sisters who also live in Europe. We got this idea that our mother is touring."
"I don't mind at all," Nicky replied. "Because my mother will also be doing that."
They both laughed before they kissed.
"Hallway?" Joe asked. "Or bedroom?"
"I think it's better with the bedroom," Nicky replied. "My knee."
Joe got up first before helping Nicky up. Nicky wrapped his arms around Joe's waist as they walked towards the bedroom.
"You know," Joe said when he pulled the shirt over Nicky's head. "When we live in Berlin, what about naked dinner once a week? We could take turns ordering food that can be eaten off your body."
"Uh, I love that idea," Nicky replied. "That is three days sorted when it comes to dinner."
They both laughed as Joe helped Nicky down on the bed before elevating Nicky's leg. Then Joe pulled off Nicky's pants and smiled when Nicky lay naked.
"I do hope that one day you'll let me paint you like that," Joe said. "You're gorgeous."
"Thanks, I give it a thought," Nicky replied. "Now, while I'm thinking, could you strip for me?"
"With pleasure," Joe replied. "But sorry in advance for the bad soundtrack to my strip show."
Nicky giggled when Joe started to hum "Eternal Flame", totally off-key, but it was so cute the way, Joe slide his pants down and wriggle his ass.
"Oh, how I love you," Nicky said with a smile that froze immediately. "Sorry if it was too soon."
"It wasn't," Joe replied as he straddled Nicky's groin. "Because I love you too."
Joe bend down and kissed Nicky. It started slow and teasing, but when Nicky buried his fingers in Joe's curls it turned into a messy kiss. While they were kissing, Joe started to run a finger around Nicky's rim. It made Nicky moan.
"Got an idea," Joe said with a smile. "If you're up for it."
"Sure," Nicky replied. "Love your ideas."
Joe took the lube and a condom before he got Nicky to roll over on the side, so his bad leg was resting half on Joe's leg and the rest on the chair.
"Comfortable?" Joe wanted to know and Nicky nodded. "It will not be fast or anything, but slow lovemaking."
"I don't mind," Nicky replied. "Just as long it's with you."
Joe kissed Nicky, just as he got a finger inside Nicky's ass. It took a moment, but when Joe found Nicky's prostate, Nicky moaned into Joe's mouth. It was there, Joe started to fuck Nicky's prostate with his fingers at the same tempo as he was fucking Nicky's mouth with his tongue. Nicky got a hand on Joe's nape and started to play with Joe's curls, the way Joe loved. When Joe spread Nicky's leg a bit more and started to rub his cock between Nicky's legs, they both let out a moan. It all felt so good and it felt like a tsunami of feelings rushed through their bodies. Feelings they couldn't wait to discover together.
"Joe, please," Nicky moaned. "Need you or else I won't last."
"In a second, babe," Joe whispered. "Need to put on the rubber."
Nicky looked over his shoulder and watched Joe roll on the condom. Joe kissed Nicky's nose before he pressed his cock inside Nicky's ass. They both let out a deep sigh of relief when Joe bottomed out. For a long while, they didn't move but just enjoyed being this close to each other. Joe ran a finger over the scar on Nicky's hip.
"Tell me about that scar," Joe said.
"Promise not to laugh?" Nicky asked and Joe nodded. "I once wanted a tattoo of a butterfly on my hip, but the moment I saw the needle I passed out."
"Poor you," Joe said before kissing Nicky's cheek. "I need to move. Ok?"
Nicky just nodded. When Joe started to move, Nicky threw his head back and Joe started to kiss Nicky's neck. There was no rush in their lovemaking, it was still and slow. Just two people in love enjoying what each other's bodies had to offer at that moment.
"Stroke me," Nicky begged as he took Joe's hand and placed it around his cock. "Make me feel good."
More than happy to oblige, Joe did it and when he started to stroke Nicky's cock, Nicky pulled Joe down for a sensual kiss and it didn't take long before they came. For a time, they just laid there looking out at the firework outside.
"I need to move," Nicky said. "My leg is sleeping."
"No problem," Joe replied. "Let me help you."
Joe helped Nicky lie comfortably before Joe got a towel and dried them both. Before getting into bed, Joe took the bottle with the non-alcoholic champagne and gave Nicky a glass.
"Happy New Year, Babe," Joe said. "For new adventures together."
"Happy New Year, Amore," Nicky said. "And for a new life together with the one you're in love with."
They toasted on that and drank the glass while looking at the firework.
"Once you can use your leg again," Joe smirked. "I want you to speak Italian for an entire evening. It's totally sexy."
"I can do that," Nicky replied. "It will be a fun evening."
"Indeed yes," Joe replied. "Now, I want to cuddle with you and tell you that I love you in every language I know. There's five in total if you count Klingon as one of them."
Nicky giggled but let Joe do his love declarations. It was nice to spend New Year's Eve with someone who was so wonderfully silly as Joe was.