A Day In The Life
by Annie

Justin licked Wade's chest, grinning up at his sleeping lover. "Waaaaade. Wake up."

Wade moaned and shifted slightly, but his eyes stayed closed. Justin's tongue moved down lower. "Come on baby. Up, up, up!" Justin laughed slightly as he realized the double meaning of his own words.

Wade moaned again, but his eyes still remained closed. Justin looked up at him. "You're being so difficult this morning. Oh well... guess I'll have to take," he slid Wade's boxers off, "more drastic measures."

"Oh yes," Wade's breathed, eyes opening as Justin's mouth went around his cock. "Oh, Justin... that feels good."

Justin sucked on Wade's cock and Wade arched back, thrusting up into Justin's mouth. "Fuck, yes."

Justin's fingers began to stroke his balls and Wade groaned, head thrashing back and forth on his pillow. Justin sucked on him for a while, Wade moaning and thrusting and crying out.

When Justin deep throated him, Wade screamed and snaked his fingers into Justin's hair. "Yes... oh... oh.... oh... fuck!"

Justin sucked him hard and Wade could feel himself close to the edge. "Yes... more, more."

Justin pulled back, suckling on the tip of Wade's penis for a moment before taking all of Wade into his mouth again. Wade screamed once more and came hard into Justin's mouth. Justin swallowed and slowly pulled back, sitting up and looking at Wade. He wiped his mouth with a grin.

"Morning."

Wade was breathless. "Mor...morning."

Wade sat on Justin's lap as Justin was eating his cereal at the table. "Hi," he said.

Justin smiled at him. "Hi there." He lifted another spoonful to his mouth, but Wade intercepted it.

"Mmm... good cereal," Wade said, laughing as Justin poked him in the side.

"Get your own, you greedy cereal hog," Justin told him with his own laugh.

"But why would I do that when I have yours?" Wade asked, stealing another bite, smiling innocently at Justin as he chewed.

"You're lucky you're so damn cute, because as you know, it's dangerous to come between a Timberlake and his cereal."

Wade leaned in and kissed Justin, sugary milk on his lips. "You love me."

Justin smiled softly. "Yeah, I kinda do, don't I?"

Wade nodded and ate another bite of Justin's cereal.

"You know," Justin returned Wade's kiss, "we'd be a lot faster at showering if we," another kiss, "showered," and yet another one, "alone."

"Where's the fun in that?" Wade asked, gently pushing Justin back against the shower wall, kissing him again, sliding his tongue into Justin's mouth.

"Mmm... you have a point," Justin told him, sliding his hands up into Wade's wet hair.

"Of course I do. I'm always right," Wade said, licking Justin's lips.

Wade pulled Justin back from the wall and hooked one of his legs around Justin's hip. "How much hot water do you think we have left?"

Justin pushed into Wade. "Enough."

“I don’t see why we have to go shopping for clothes. It’s not like you don’t have enough,” Wade told Justin as they made their way onto the freeway in Justin’s Benz.

“We’re going shopping because it’s fun.”

“Girls think shopping is fun. Gay men think shop- oh. Right.”

Justin rolled his eyes. “You like shopping just as much as I do, admit it.”

“Ok, fine, I’ll give you that, but the difference between you and I is that when I shop, I actually need the things I buy. You, on the other hand, own more than 400 pairs of shoes and wear most clothing you buy one time.”

“Oh please. Please! The last time we went shopping, you bought three different leather jackets, and you’ve only worn one, once. The time before that you bought another leather jacket, which you have never worn. So, if I have a shoe fetish, you have a leather jacket fetish. Which, since you only wear that tan one all the time anyway, makes no sense. And at least I don’t wear the same pair of shoes all the time. I always have a different pair on.”

Wade raised an eyebrow and looked at Justin’s feet. “You’ve worn those before.”

Justin’s cheeks flushed slightly. “… So! I like these ones.”

Wade smirked. “That’s what I thought.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Justin muttered.

Wade shook his head with a smile and they continued to drive to the mall.

“Can we get lunch now? We’ve been in here for an hour. My feet hurt.”

“Wade, when Abercrombie and Fitch has a sale, you have to take advantage!”

Wade rolled his eyes. “Like you can’t afford the entire chain of Abercrombie and Fitch, even when they’re not having a sale. You’re as cheap as JC.”

Justin gasped and looked at Wade. “I will never be that cheap.”

“J, the sale will not go anywhere if we go get some lunch. Please?”

Justin sighed dramatically. “All right.”

Wade grinned and took Justin’s arm as they made their way out of the store. “The things I do for you,” Justin told him.

Wade rolled his eyes again. “Oh please. I think you’ll survive if you can’t partake in the Abercrombie and Fitch sale for half an hour.”

Justin sighed. “I hope.”

They decided on pizza and, after Justin got his slice with everything on it and Wade got his with plain cheese, they sat down at small table for two out of the way of all the busy traffic of the mall.

“Jesus, could you have more things on that pizza?” Wade asked.

“Could you have a more boring pizza?” Justin retorted.

Wade laughed and took a bite. “I like my boring pizza, thank you very much.” He reached for his drink and took a sip, making a face. “Oh, this iced tea is nasty. Didn’t you get Diet Coke?” Wade reached over the table and traded his drink with Justin’s, taking a drink of the Coke.

“Hey!” Justin exclaimed, and Wade smiled charmingly at him.

“You know, every time I eat something, I should just give it to you, since it somehow becomes yours anyway.”

Wade grinned. “I don’t want that nasty thing you call a piece of pizza to be mine.”

“Then remind me to eat this for every meal,” Justin said, taking a sip of Wade’s iced tea. “This isn’t nasty. I like this.”

“Well, you would. Just look at what you’re eating for lunch,” Wade told him.

Justin threw his balled up straw wrapper at Wade’s forehead. “Ha! That’s what you get for making fun of my pizza.”

“Oh, you sure showed me with that little piece of paper,” Wade said with mock sternness, nodding vigorously.

“You’re so mean to me,” Justin pouted, folding his arms across his chest.

Wade laughed. “Oh, you’re so pitiful.”

Justin made the un-cute face at Wade and Wade just laughed harder.

Two pairs of Abercrombie jeans and four Abercrombie shirts later, Justin and Wade made their way into Foot Locker.

“Justin, seriously. You don’t need more shoes.”

“Look, there’s a Wilson’s Leather just right across the… mall hall. Go get another jacket.”

Wade laughed. “The mall hall?”

“Like I know what it’s called!”

Wade laughed harder. “You’re so adorable. Come here.” Wade pulled Justin close to him and kissed him quickly, ruffling Justin’s hair.

Justin smiled and ducked his head, cheeks turning a bright shade of pink.

“I love you,” Wade told him.

“I love you too,” Justin said, and then, “Oh! Look at those!” as he saw a displayed pair of shoes and made his way past Wade to get a better look at them.

Wade sighed and smiled to himself. “Absolutely hopeless.”

Wade watched Justin try on ten pairs of shoes and buy three before they were done at Foot Locker.

“Having fun?” Wade asked, watching Justin trying to manage all his bags with an amused smile.

“No. And thanks for the help, honey,” Justin said sarcastically as they passed The Gap.

“Ok, I want to go in here,” Wade told him.

“Why?” Justin asked.

“Why? Because I like these clothes. If I had to sit in Abercrombie and Fitch for over an hour, you can spare ten minutes in The Gap.”

Justin sighed dramatically. “The things I do for you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Wade grabbed Justin’s arm and dragged him in.

“See, unlike you, I know exactly what I want,” Wade told him, walking over to the shirts and grabbing a dark blue button down one.

“That’s because you buy the same thing every time you come here,” Justin pointed out.

“I have yet to hear you complain.”

Wade, even though he knew his size, had to try on every single thing he planned to buy. It didn’t matter if he knew for certain that it would fit, he still had to try it on. Following Wade back to the dressing rooms, Justin tried to step in behind Wade, but Wade turned, putting a hand on his chest.

“There isn’t room for you, me, and your eighty billion bags.”

“I can’t just leave them out here. What if someone steals them?”

“You can wait out here. They have chairs,” Wade told him.

Justin raised an eyebrow. “Are you telling me you don’t want a dressing room blow job?”

Wade looked behind himself into the dressing room. “Oh would you look at that, there’s plenty of room.” He pulled Justin in and closed the door, kissing him deeply as Justin’s hands moved down into Wade’s pants.

Justin sucked him, licked him, sucked him some more, and then deep throated him and overall Wade thought it was a very nice dressing room blow job.

He didn’t, however, find it nearly as amusing as Justin did when the dressing room attendant came to see why he had been screaming and he had to explain to her the pants he was trying on were a little too tight.

"I knew your Gap endorsement would come in handy one of these days," Justin said, grin wide as he wiped his mouth.

It was a mutual decision to go into Spencers. They walked right to the back, wasting no time, knowing exactly what they wanted.

“Look! Flavored condoms,” Wade laughed, holding up a box.

“Do they have chocolate?” Justin asked.

Wade looked, grabbing another box. “Yep.”

Justin grinned. “Well. Finally a reason to use condoms, huh?”

Wade returned the grin. “A walking safe sex ad, you are. And hey, did you get that chocolate lube here, too? That stuff does not last long.”

Justin held up a bottle and Wade’s grin widened. “Score.”

They also grabbed two bottles of chocolate massage oil and a book titled The Most Pleasurable Sexual Positions for Gay Men, just for shits and giggles.

“Is this all we want?” Wade asked.

Justin nodded. “I think so.”

“Ok. Now go pay, I’ll meet you outside.”

“Me? Why do I have to pay?” Justin asked.

“Because I enjoy watching you squirm. It‘s fun for me to see you all flustered, paying for our sex supplies.”

Justin glared at Wade. “You can’t just come with me?”

Wade sighed. “Justin, if you don’t want to have sex tonight…”

Justin made a frustrated noise. “The-”

“things you do for me, I know,” Wade finished for him, smirking.

He waited for Justin outside of the store and tried not to laugh when he saw Justin hand the cashier their things and blush when the cashier gave him a knowing grin.

Justin paid, took his bag, and hurried out of the store.

“You are evil,” he muttered, and Wade laughed.

“You love me.”

“Of course I do, but you’re still evil.”

Wade laughed again and kissed Justin’s cheek. Justin allowed himself a small smile and Wade grinned. “I knew you weren’t mad at me.”

“Am I ever?”

Wade smiled. “No, you’re not. Now is there anywhere else we need to go?” Without waiting for Justin to answer, “No? Good. Lets go home, I’m tired.”

Justin allowed Wade to drag him along, raising an eyebrow. “Too tired to try out our new supplies?”

Wade gave Justin a look. “I’m never that tired.”

They got home and went up to their bedroom, tossing their bags onto the floor and then dumping out the contents of the Spencers bag onto their bed.

“We sure don’t have a chocolate fetish,” Justin remarked as he sat down on the bed and grabbed the box of chocolate condoms.

Wade sat down next to him, laughing. “Us? Of course not. You did leave the chocolate syrup up here, didn’t you?”

Justin grinned and leaned over, opening the top drawer of his nightstand and taking out a bottle of chocolate syrup. “Of course.”

Wade peered over. “What else do you have in there?”

“Hmm. The last of the chocolate lube. The last of the chocolate massage oil. Silk scarves. Sex books. Chocolate syrup. You know, the usual.”

Wade grinned. “Ooh, kinky.”

Justin opened the box of chocolate condoms, laughing at Wade. “Yeah, kinky. So what’s in your drawer? Ha! I could use that as a pickup line. Hey baby, what’s in your drawer?”

Wade laughed. “You’re such a dork.”

“I know, but I’m your dork.”

Wade smiled fondly at Justin. “You are.”

Justin returned the smile and then took a chocolate condom out of the box. “Can you actually eat flavored condoms?” Justin asked, studying it.

“It says 'edible' on the box,” Wade pointed out.

Justin looked down at the box. “Oh. So it does.”

Wade smiled and leaned over, kissing Justin’s warm cheek. “Adorable.”

“So… we have all this stuff. Are we going to use it?” Justin asked, looking at Wade.

“Hmm…” Wade’s fingers trailed across Justin’s chest, downward, under his shirt. “I’m thinking… yes.”

Justin grinned. “Good answer.“

They kissed passionately, pulling each other’s clothing off quickly, tossing it aside. Wade pushed everything off of the bed, pulling Justin down on top of him. “Forget about the condoms and the oils. I want you to fuck me now.”

Justin reached over and down, grabbing the lube off of the floor and opening it up and pouring it into his hands. He coated himself quickly, moaning, his lips parting slightly.

Wade spread his legs, almost whimpering with need as Justin hovered over him. “Now, J. Hard. Now. I need you. God, I need you.”

"You’re so fucking sexy," Justin breathed, thrusting into Wade.

Wade gasped, tightening himself around Justin. “Yes. More.”

Justin's thrusts quickly sped up as he pushed himself inside of Wade. Wade gripped Justin's shoulders tightly. "God, J...harder. I need you… oh God,” Wade whimpered, squirming under Justin.

Justin was pounding into Wade, gasping loudly, each thrust deeper, harder. Harder. 

"Oh fuck! Justin." Wade clutched Justin to him, digging his fingernails into Justin's back, squeezing himself around Justin with each thrust. He closed his eyes, breathing hard.

Justin slammed into Wade and they both cried out, clutching at each other, kissing with a frenzied intensity. Wade's hands slid from Justin's shoulders down his back to cup his ass, pushing it downward as Justin continued to slam into him. "Fuck! Oh fuck! Justin!"

Justin fucked him hard, the sounds of moans and gasps filling the room. The sheets moved beneath them and the headboard smacked rhythmically into the wall each time Justin thrust into Wade.

“Oh Justin,” Wade gasped, feeling his climax approaching, tightening around Justin. Justin moaned, thrusting with as much intensity as possible, crying out.

“Oh… oh… oh…” Wade’s body rocked as Justin pounded into him, hitting his prostate full force each time.

Justin leaned down and kissed Wade hard, sliding his tongue into Wade’s mouth. Wade’s tongue slid up along his, returning the kiss.

Justin slammed into him one last time and Wade screamed, coming hard and tightening himself around Justin. Justin cried out and followed Wade’s climax, collapsing on top of him.

Wade was speechless, stars dancing in front of his eyes.

Justin breathed heavily. “Wow.”

“I… um, yeah. I… oh.”

Justin smiled softly. “I know exactly what you mean.”

They lay tangled in each other's arms afterward, heads pressed together as they talked and laughed softly about anything and everything, loving every moment spent together.

“You know what?”

“What?” Justin asked.

“I think I want some dinner now."

“Dinner. Dinner sounds good," Justin said..

“Good. So you’ll go make me some, then?”

“Excuse me?” Justin asked, raising an eyebrow at Wade.

“Well, you’re the cook in the family. And really, you just fucked me so hard I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it downstairs and back up again,” Wade told him, looking up at Justin pitifully.

“I’ll carry you,” Justin said dryly.

“Please?” Wade asked, giving Justin his sweet, innocent face. “I love you.” And then he smiled shyly.

“Damn it,” Justin muttered.

Wade grinned in triumph. “Yay!”

Justin opened his mouth to speak, but Wade covered it with his hand. “Let me guess. The things you do for me, right?”

Justin only grumbled in reply.

Justin came back ten minutes later with two peanut butter sandwiches and two glasses of milk.

Wade grinned and took a sandwich and a glass. “Thank you, baby.”

Justin smiled slightly, trying not to let on that he hadn’t minded making dinner at all, even though they both already knew he hadn’t. “You’re welcome.”

Wade took a bite of his sandwich. “Mmm. You make a mean sandwich, J.”

Justin laughed. “I try.”

They ate their sandwiches in comfortable silence, Justin’s hand stroking the top of Wade’s, which was resting on the bed. After he was done, Wade looked over at all of the items he’d shoved onto the floor, picking up the book he and Justin had bought. “Might as well look at this, right?”

Justin nodded. “Sure.”

“Lets see…we’ve done this one. And this one. This one too. Ooh, here’s one we haven’t done,” Wade turned the book around and showed it to Justin.

Justin looked at it and then looked up at Wade with a grin.

Wade licked his lips. “You wanna try it?”

Justin’s grin widened. Wade growled and pushed Justin back onto the bed.

“Ooh, you sexy beast!” Justin exclaimed with a grin. Wade captured Justin’s lips into a kiss.