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Both the men passed out immediately. When they woke up it was getting to be dinner time so they ordered pizza and ate in bed. Joey thought this was probably the most romantic thing he’d ever done and voiced that to Chandler.
“Really? Haven’t you gone on numerous weekend getaways with your exes?” Chandler said around a mouthful of pizza.
“Well, yea. But I didn’t, like, feel this way about them.” Joey said, waving a breadstick between the two men.
“Love?” Chandler said with a grin. “Do you loveeeee me?”
“Oh, shit. I forgot I said that out loud.” Joey chuckled. “But yea. I kinda said it before but I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone. Not like this. Like I love Monica and Phoebe and Rachel and Ross but not like I love you. It’s awesome but like really scary but in like a good way!”
“Trust me, as a man who’s afraid of commitment, I completely understand that,” Chandler said as he dropped his crust in the box. “Do we need to have the ‘what are we?’ conversation?”
“No, I think we did that when I called you my boyfriend and you didn’t freak out,” Joey said, closing the pizza box and throwing it off the bed so that he could lay back down. “Should we though? Like just in case?”
“We just confessed our love for each other, I think we’re in the same place.” Chandler chuckled as he shimmied down the bed to lay down too.
“Right. Well, just to make sure, we are boyfriends right?” Joey asked, suddenly nervous again.
“Correct.”
“And we are exclusive?”
“I mean, unless you want a third. I’d be down.” Chandler chuckled and Joey just frowned. “Sorry. Yes, we are only sleeping with each other.”
“Okay. Uh, when are we gonna tell the others?”
“That’s a good question.”
The two men shared several seconds of eye contact before Joey spoke up.
“I want to tell them. It’s so difficult not to give you affection around them.”
“You wanna make out in front of our friends?” Chandler asked with a smile.
“No! I just want to do coupley things with you. Like holding your hand or kissing your cheek. Nothin’ big. ” Joey explained.
“You do realize it’s illegal for us to get married, right?” Chandler asked.
“I’m pretty sure I didn’t just ask you to marry me so I don’t see why that’s relevant,” Joey said, tilting his head in confusion
“Some people don’t believe in our ‘lifestyle’ Joe,” Chandler said air quoting. “We may live in New York but it’s still a pretty controversial thing.”
“We don’t have to do stuff in public just like when we are at Monica and Rachel’s and stuff. Only the six of us have to know!” Joey explained.
“Okay, yea. Maybe.” Chandler said, rolling away from Joey and inviting the older man to cuddle. But he didn’t.
“Do you not want to?” Joey asked a little hurt. Because why wouldn’t Chandler want to tell their best friends that they’re together? Is it because he’s scared? Or worse, ashamed?
“I do. But I don’t see why it has to be now.” Chandler sat up on his elbows to peer over at Joey.
“Would you rather them walk in on you being balls deep in me? Would that be better?” Joey scoffed.
“No, of course not. But we’ve been careful about not getting caught.”
“Yea, but with Ross living with us it’s more likely to happen. And that’s the whole reason we went on this trip, to make sure Ross didn’t catch us. In our own apartment!” Joey pressed. “It’s only been a week and we had to get away. What if he’s there more long-term? We can’t go on a romantic getaway every weekend!”
“I know that. But what do you think will happen if we tell them? I’ll be able to blow your back out and Ross will just be okay with it because we’re together? He’s still gonna be freaked out or worse grossed out. Telling them won’t change that.” Chandler said, turning fully around and sitting back up.
“Grossed out? Really? Our friends love us dude. They aren’t gonna find it gross that we fuck. Do you?” Joey asked.
“What?”
“Do you find it gross?”
“What? Of course not! If I found it gross I wouldn’t be doing it.” Chandler scoffed.
“Is this about your dad again? Do you find it gross that he fucks dudes or gets fucked by dudes?” Joey questioned. “Because that makes you one hell of a hypocrite, Chandler!”
“My da- no! This isn’t about my dad fucking dudes! It’s about my dad leaving my mom and me for some twink that sucked his dick! It’s about me walking in on him and said twink going to fucking town on each other. It’s about how for years that’s what I thought being queer was. It was cheating and lying and being a shit human being!” Chandler admitted.
“What’s that have to do with us?”
“In my head, that’s what they’ll think. They’ll think we are just, just- I don’t know.” Chandler fell flat. “Forget it.”
Chandler got up off the bed and started picking up his clothes. He slid his pants over his boxers and started walking towards the door.
“What are you doing?” Joey asked, watching the younger man.
“I need some space. So I’m sleeping on the pull-out tonight.” Chandler said, throwing the couch cushions on the floor.
He walked over to the dresser across the couch and pulled out a blanket and pillow. Joey watched in silence as Chandler set the bed up. He wasn’t sure what to say. Wasn’t sure if he should say something or just give Chandler the space he needed. He went with the latter.
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The next morning, Joey woke up alone in bed. The bed was incredibly cold without Chandler next to him. He got up to see the pull-out bed was put away and Chandler was nowhere to be seen. His heart started to immediately beat out of his chest, panic rising and making his throat feel like it was closing up.
He left! I told him how I felt and I scared him away. I’m such an idiot. Why did I think I could have this? Be with someone I love and not fuck it up.
He got up and started pacing the foot of the bed. His face was hot with embarrassment. Chandler had left, he had to of. Wait. Joey looked around the suite to see if everything was still there and sure enough Chandler and Joey’s suitcases were still there and there was even a note on the nightstand.
“Went to grab coffee and some breakfast. I’ll be right back up. - C”
Joey let out a stuttering breath. He felt a little silly for the freak-out he just had but Chandler didn’t have to know so it’s fine. He’s fine. Joey went and took a concerningly hot shower and when he came out, with just a hotel robe on, Chandler was sitting at the tiny sitting area in the corner of the front room.
“Hey, look, I’m sorry.” Chandler started. “I kinda exploded on you and that wasn’t cool.”
“It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not. I was angry and I should not have taken it out on you.” Chandler said, pushing a brown bag towards the edge of the table. “I got you a muffin.”
“Thank you,” Joey said sitting down across from the younger man, Chandler pushed a to-go cup towards him.
“I think I need therapy,” Chandler said, looking down at his lap. “I, uh, obviously have some issues with my dad that I need a professional to look at.”
“I think that’s a good idea,” Joey said, taking a sip from his cup.
“I don’t think gay sex is gross. I don’t think I’m gross for liking men. I don’t think you’re gross for liking men. And I don’t think my dad is gross for liking men.” Chandler said, still looking in his lap. “For years of my life, my dad was the only queer person I knew. So I had this idea that if you were queer it meant you were a horrible person. Because I thought my dad was a horrible person. Obviously, I grew up and realized that wasn’t true. We had neighbors that were gay and they were the sweetest people on earth. But that idea still stuck. So from the ages of nine to nineteen, I made sure no one saw me that way.
“That was until I met that guy in college, Eric. He was funny and attractive and a really sweet guy. So I thought “Fuck it. Why not” And I slept with him. And I liked it. And one of my first thoughts, when I got back to my dorm, was “Now I’m like him.” And that scared the shit out of me. So we only did handies because in my dumb brain it wasn’t gay if it wasn’t butt stuff. And that worked for a while. I was happy and so was he. Then he suggested fingering me while he blew me and I started to panic. If we did that and I enjoyed it, did that make me like my father? It took me another week to think about it and eventually I agreed to do it for him instead.
“He seemed to enjoy it a lot so I agreed to let him do it to me. And I liked it. I liked it so much and that’s when it hit me. I’m just like him. I couldn’t handle that thought so I broke it off with him the following weekend. I didn’t care if he was hurt or anything. I just cut it off before it could get serious. Then I started dating strictly women. If a man even looked at me the wrong way I fled. Too uncomfortable with my own sexuality to even be looked at like that. But then there was you. This guy that was so attractive and liked all the same things as me and was a lady's man. It was perfect! I couldn’t look at a straight man like that. Of course, that’s not how that works but you better believe I thought it did.
“I remember when you moved out it felt like a break-up. I didn't want to leave the house. I wanted to see you but I was afraid you’d be happy and that would just make me more depressed. It was like I lost my other half. Not just a sixth but a half! And I thought that was normal! I really did. So when everything happened in London, I was shocked at first but it didn’t feel wrong. Like if Ross were the one to kiss me that night I would have pushed it off. Just assumed he was drunk or something and we’d have a good laugh about it. But with you, I felt a rush of lust, confusion, everything. But it still felt right. And then one thing led to another and we are here. Going on romantic getaways and confessing our love and it feels right but…”
“You’re still scared you’ll be just like your father?” Joey finished and Chandler nodded.
“And I don’t get it! You have shown me love that isn’t cheating or lying or suffocating or just plain ol’ shitty. You've shown me what I’ve been craving for the last twenty years. Something healthy and caring and beneficial. But the back of my brain still tells me “You’re just like him, you’re just like him, you’re just like him.” on loop.” Chandler sighed. “I want to tell them. I do. But I’m just not ready.”
“I’m willing to wait if you get therapy. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable in this relationship.” Joey said, finishing off his muffin.
“Thank you. I love you. I’m so glad to have such an understanding boyfriend. I think my work insurance covers a couple of therapy sessions to like find a good match.” Chandler explained.
“I love you too,” Joey said, pressing a soft kiss to Chandler’s nose. “I'm so glad you’re taking the effort to get help. I’ll be here every step of the way.”
“Also thank you for letting me rant. I don’t think I’ve even told anyone all of that. So like thank you for not judging me.” Chandler said, grabbing Joey’s face when he leaned into another kiss.
“Of course man. We all have baggage. Yours may be a lot more fucked up than most but no one is perfect.”
“Since when did you get so wise?” Chandler chuckled.
“I don’t know if wise is the word I’d use but I had a straight personality for years. I’m just as new to this queer thing as you. I just happen to have less trauma about it.” Joey explained. “I’m still scared shitless to come out to my parents, mostly my dad though. He’s not the most religious man but he was still raised catholic so I don't know how he’ll react. But I wasn't afraid to tell our friends, they love us so much Chandler. Like a ridiculous amount.”
“Yeah okay, can we talk about this later? I’m mentally and physically exhausted and kinda just want to cuddle and watch tv for a bit. If that’s okay.” Chandler said, pointing behind him to the bed.
“That sounds wonderful. I didn’t get very good sleep last night.” Joey said getting up from his chair to get a pair of boxers.
“This is gonna sound weird but can we cuddle naked?” Chandler asked shyly.
“Of course.”
“I’m not in the mood to have sex though. Is that okay?”
“Uh-huh. Anything you want man.” Joey reassured.
“Can I be the little spoon?” Chandler smiled.
“Obviously, you know I love when you’re little spoon.” Joey smiled back.
The men stripped themselves of their clothing and robe and got into bed together. Joey’s bare chest pressed against Chandler’s back. He swung a hand over Chandler’s waist and the other slipped underneath his pillow.
“You wanna take a bath in the jacuzzi when we get up?” Joey asked into the crook of Chandler’s neck.
“Ooh, yea. That sounds nice.” Chandler hummed. He sounded half-asleep.
“Are you gonna take a nap first?”
“Kinda,” Chandler mumbled.
“Okay, sweet dreams, baby,” Joey whispered in his ear and closed his eyes as well.
—
At around noon, Chandler stirred awake. Joey had apparently got more sleep than the younger man because he had been up for a good hour watching Chandler’s chest rise and fall. Chandler rolled over sometime during Joey’s nap and was facing the older man. When Chandler’s eyes fluttered open he grumbled something about staring.
“Sorry,” Joey said but he really wasn’t.
“Bullshit.” Chandler chuckled. “How long have you been up?”
“About an hour, I think.”
“And you’ve just been watching me the whole time?”
“Maybe.” Joey shrugged.
“Are you hungry?” Chandler asked rolling over so he could slot himself in between Joey’s legs.
“That’s a dumb question. I’m always hungry.”
“I was thinking after we get out of the bath, we could get ready to go on like a date.” Chandler kissed up Joey’s chest. “If you wanna.”
“We haven’t really been on a date have we?” Joey thought out loud.
“Unless you call making dinner at home and then fucking immediately after a date.”
“I wouldn’t be mad if that’s how this date ended.” Joey winked.
“Do you wanna have sex now? Or in the bath maybe?” Chandler suggested and Joey’s eyes lit up.
They ended up having sex in the bed and just making out in the jacuzzi. Joey reveled in being able to touch Chandler’s naked body in water. Yet again their bathroom at home wasn’t the right shape or size to do anything fun in. They were too big for the tub and there were no shower walls to fuck up against. They could only have one-person baths and the showers were strictly for cleaning. So Joey never realized how good it could feel to feel his lover's skin all hot and slick from the hot water and bubble bath the hotel provided. It was like sex without having sex and Joey loved it.
When they got out they got ready for their date. Joey luckily grabbed one dress shirt just in case but didn’t bring pants to go along so he ended up wearing a pair of dark jeans. Chandler of course wore a sweater-vest and some khakis. He looked downright adorable for a grown man. Joey knew he could never say those words out loud to Chandler though so he just smiled widely at his boyfriend.
“I called the front desk and they said the restaurant downstairs is open for lunch,” Chandler said, grabbing his wallet and hotel key card. Joey did the same and they headed downstairs to the lobby.
The restaurant was to the left of the elevators and had little to no people in it. It must have just opened because a waiter was more than ready to get them seated and ask what they wanted to drink. Chandler ordered a bottle of white wine for the table and a glass of water for himself. Joey ordered a Sprite and Chandler held from laughing until the waiter was gone.
“What? Sprite is good! And I bet it goes great with wine.” Joey argued.
“Ah, yes, my favorite cocktail drink. Wine and Sprite.” Chandler chuckled through the sarcasm,
Joey ignored his banter in favor of looking at the menu. They had just about everything: Mexican, Italian, Chinese, seafood. Joey was honestly a little overwhelmed, everything looked really good. He settled on spaghetti because it was a classic that was hard to mess up. Chandler ordered chicken alfredo to stick with the ‘theme’ as he said.
“Y’know, this is our first date.” Joey pointed out again after the waiter returned with their drinks and took their order.
“Yea.” Chandler chuckled. “We really did stuff out of order.”
“Oh my god, we did.” Joey laughed. “We said I love you before we even went on a date!”
“Both of our first dates with men, too,” Chandler whispered.
“You gonna put out?” Joey joked.
“Are you?” Chandler cocked his brow questioningly.
“Yea, I actually had something in mind.” Joey wiggled his eyebrows back.
“Ooh, I wanna know but I also don’t want to get a boner in the middle of the restaurant.” Chandler joked. “I’m already half-mass.” He confessed.
“That can’t be hea-“
“OH MY GAWD!” A familiar voice rang through the restaurant.
“Nevermind. It just shriveled up.” Chandler deadpanned. His whole body language changed, he looked helpless.
“Is that you Bing-a-ling?”
“Janice.” Chandler greeted. “What are you doing here?” He asked through gritted teeth.
“Oh well me and the hubby got divorced before we got to go to our little romantic getaway so he let me go by myself,” Janice explained. Then looked over to see Joey sitting across from her ex-boyfriend. “Oh, Joey! If I didn’t know any better I’d say you two were on a romantic getaway.” She machine gun laughed while she licked her top lip to unsuccessfully hide her loud laugh.
“Actually…” Joey started but was cut off by his boyfriend.
“We kind of are,” Chandler stated. Janice stopped laughing.
“Oh, you’re… and you too? Well, I…” she sputtered.
“Yes, Janice, I like men. I’m bisexual.” Chandler said as he reached across the table to take Joey’s hand in his.
“Me too. I’m gay though.” Joey squeezed Chandler’s hand.
“Awe, I always thought you two had something.” Janice cooed. “How long have you been together?”
“A month. Give or take.” Chandler smiled at Joey.
“Oh, I know that look.” Janice cooed again. “You two are in love, huh?”
“Yea.” Joey smiled back at the younger man.
“Mmm, you two are too cute. I’m so happy for you. Both of you.” She looked like she was about to cry “I better go before the waterworks start, but I want a wedding invitation!” She sang as she walked away.
“Oh my god,” Chandler said, taking his hand back and rubbing it over his eyes. “We just came out to Janice!” He let a hysterical laugh out.
“I know, the guys at home are gonna be so mad if they find out we told her before we told them.” Joey laughed.
“I didn't even think of that!” Chandler laughed harder. “God, what are the chances my ex shows up on our first date?”
They laughed and joked until their food was brought, along with the wine. Joey was right about wine and lemon-lime soda going together but Chandler hated it. The waiter brought over a dessert menu about halfway through their meal and Joey’s eyes lit up.
“Ooh, what do you want for dessert?” Joey asked as he abandoned his last few bites of spaghetti, momentarily, to look at what the restaurant had to offer.
“I don’t know. Maybe cheesecake.” Chandler said as he swiped a breadstick around his half-empty plate. “I’ll have to get a to-go box for this though.” He pushed away the plate and stuck the last of his breadstick in his mouth.
“I don’t really like cheesecake.” Joey frowned.
“That’s okay, you can get your own dessert, man,” Chandler said with a chuckle.
“Right, I want the lava cake.”
Chandler got a box for his pasta while Joey finished his and they ordered their desserts. They finished off their bottle of wine while they waited and that meant Joey was a little tipsy. That is how Joey’s foot found its way over to Chandler’s under the table. It was harmless but it still shot thrills down the older man's back. Joey was so distracted he almost didn’t notice the waiter coming over and placing his dessert in front of him, Joey took a bite out of his cake and rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
“Is it bad that I’m really jealous of that cake right now?” Chandler joked and Joey’s cheeks flushed. “No, really! You look like you would marry that thing if you could.”
“Shut up, you know I love food. Would you like to try some?” Joey said getting a spoonful and moving it towards his boyfriend. Chandler just looked completely baffled. “What?”
“I know how you feel about sharing food on a date,” Chandler said gesturing towards the two desserts on the table. Joey has had a handful of dates with women where all they order is a garden salad and then try to take fries off his plate, It was (and still is) a pet peeve of his that he had complained to Chandler about on multiple occasions.
“I’m offering, it's different,” Joey stated. “I want you to try this really good lava cake. If you don’t want to that’s fine but I don’t want you to think I’m making some kind of sacrifice for you to try it. It’s really good though so...” He began waving it around in front of Chandler’s face.
“Okay, alright, I’ll try it!” Chandler laughed before he leaned forward and took the bite. “Mmm, yea okay, I get it.”
“Right!? How’s the cheesecake?”
“It’s good. It’s hard to mess up cheesecake.” Chandler chuckled. He got a forkful and gestured it to Joey. “Wanna try?”
Joey leaned forward and accepted the bite, it wasn’t as bad as he thought it’d be. They finished their respective desserts and paid their bill, making sure to tip well because Rachel had taught Joey how to tip well. They made their way upstairs embarrassingly fast. As soon as they were both in the room, Chandler pushed Joey up against the door to close it.
“You looked so handsome tonight. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.” Chandler growled in Joey’s ear as he ran his fingers underneath Joey’s dress shirt.
“Kiss me. Please.” Joey whined. Chandler was happy to oblige and kissed him deeply,
He could do this for hours. Have Chandler’s lips on his, sharing each other's breath in hot gasps of air. Chandler was such a good kisser. He always made jokes that it was because it was the only thing that would shut him up with past partners but Joey knew that wasn’t the only reason. Chandler paid so much attention to detail when it came to sex. He watched and listened to see what things make you feel the best, what made you squirm, everything. Whether it was kissing, sucking Joey off, or fucking him into the mattress, he always saw what made him feel the best so that he came the hardest.
So here he is manhandling Joey up against the door, kissing him deeply running his tongue against Joey’s bottom lip asking for permission in and Joey loves it. In moments like these Joey thinks he could cum like this. All Chandler would have to do is slot his thigh in between Joey’s legs and he could get off. But no, he has a plan.
“Mmm, Chandler, fuck me,” Joey murmured, biting Chandler’s bottom lip as he pulled away. “In the bed, if possible.” He added when Chandler started unbuttoning his pants to slide his hand over Joey’s growing erection.
Chandler turned them around so that he could back Joey up to the bed while he continued to make out with him. Once the back of Joey’s knees hit the bed Chandler pushed him down to sit and took a seat in between his legs.
“Can I suck you off first?” Chandler asked as he kissed up one of Joey’s thighs and stroked the other gently up and down.
“Yea, yea, please,” Joey said in between kisses before Chandler backed up. “I want less clothes on though.”
Chandler started to quickly unbutton Joey’s dress shirt and kiss his newly exposed chest as he went. Once the shirt was off, Chandler quickly got distracted and started sucking a nipple into his mouth as he pinched the other one teasingly.
“Come on, baby, pants off. Yours too.” Joey grunted and moved his hands to Chandler’s shoulders. “Want you to touch yourself while you suck me off.”
That got Chandler moving quicker and in no time both of the men were naked and panting. Chandler kissed up Joey’s thighs watching Joey’s cock leak. Chandler slip the tip of Joey’s cock into his mouth and earned a moan in return.
“Don’t wanna cum like this. I want to cum with you in me so don’t finish down there.” Joey panted as Chandler took him deeper in his throat.
Chandler really knew how to use his mouth. He had no gag reflex and an oral fixation so of course, he was fucking amazing at it off the bat. It took Joey a hot minute to get the logistics of it, he was never good at multitasking. Chandler said he didn’t mind because Joey was better at fucking but Joey liked to bottom so he didn’t really see how that was a compliment but took it anyway.
Chandler was gagging on Joey’s cock, for show because he knew Joey enjoyed the filthy noises he made when Joey pulled him off. He knew by the sounds Chandler was making he was close.
“Get up here and stretch me,” Joey said tugging Chandler up by his hair gently.
Chandler did most of the work getting up, walked over to the nightstand, and grabbed the lube and condoms.
“We don’t need to use a condom if you don’t want to,” Joey announced. “I kinda want to know how it feels.”
“Really? Holy shit, yea!” Chandler dropped the condom before returning to his lover with a heated kiss. “What position do you want?”
“This. Want to kiss you.” Joey was laying on his back with his legs spread, ready to accept Chandler’s weight between his thighs.
“Such a romantic.” Chandler teased.
“Shut up,” Joey mumbled bringing Chandler into a kiss. Joey could taste himself slightly on Chandler’s tongue and that send a wave of pleasure through his body.
Chandler pulled away momentarily so he could get some lube on his fingers. He pressed his middle finger to Joey’s rim, circling it slowly, as he came back to kiss Joey on the mouth. Usually, Joey would want him to hurry up and just get it done with but tonight he loved how carefully and thoughtfully Chandler was being so he didn’t say a thing.
They weren’t just gonna fuck tonight. They are gonna make love. That would have scared both men a month ago and to be honest, it kinda still did sometimes. It seemed cheesy, like some bad chick-flick the girls would watch and sob over because they wanted that. But Joey was over his “straight guy” persona. He was going to enjoy love and shitty chick-flick moments. And best of all he was going to enjoy getting fucked — loved — by his boyfriend.
“Hey,” Chandler interrupted. “Where did you go? Do you wanna stop?”
“No, I don’t want to stop. Just fucking love you.” Joey said bringing Chandler back into a heated kiss.
Chandler’s finger never stopped massaging Joey’s hole and he easily slid a finger into Joey’s hole. It wasn’t much but Joey still moaned with it. He was so sensitive tonight. Joey’s moan encouraged Chandler to slip another lubed-up finger into Joey. This made Joey moan a little louder, breaking the kiss, so Chandler moved down to kiss Joey’s neck.
“Can I mark you up, sweetheart?” Chandler asked. He was circling his tongue around under Joey’s jaw where the jaw met his neck.
“You gonna explain the marks when we get back?” Joey teased.
“Yea, I’ll tell them how much of a slut you are to get marked up,” Chandler growled.
“Fuck, please mark me up. Please mmm..” Joey moaned as Chandler got to sucking marks into his skin.
Chandler soon found Joey’s prostate and began softly rubbing it. Joey’s breath started to pick up significantly. He let Chandler get him close before he told him to stop and fuck him. In the time it took Chandler to slick himself up and reposition again, Joey had calmed down enough to not come as soon as Chandler pushed in.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby.” Chandler groaned into Joey’s neck as he bottomed out
“You too. So big. I love you so much.” He just couldn’t stop saying it. It felt so right coming out of his mouth.
“You love me or my dick?” Chandler chuckled as he began grinding in circles.
“You. The dick is good but I wouldn’t have it without you.” Joey panted. He started to move his hips to get Chandler moving but the other man grabbed his hips firmly, keeping Joey still.
“So eager. You sure you don’t love my dick more?” Chandler teased. He started to fuck into Joey slowly, just long slow thrusts.
“I love you even when you're being a dick.” Joey panted. He meant for it to be teasing but he was so desperate so it came out as more of a whine.
“I love you too baby.” Chandler quipped back as he thrust a little harder, pulling yet another whine out of Joey.
Chandler’s thrusts picked up after that. Not by a lot but just enough for Joey to notice. Chandler also brought one of Joey’s legs over his shoulder so he could be impossibly deeper.
“Shit.” Joey hissed as the new angle had Chandler hitting his prostate more directly.
“Yea?” Chandler smiled smugly. “Does that feel good?” He asked surely knowing the answer.
“So good. You fuck me so well. So deep.” Joey moaned. He pulled Chandler back into a deep kiss trying his best not to just pant into the taller man’s mouth
Chandler and Joey’s tongues danced with each other as Chandler sped up his thrusts yet again. It was so gradual Joey barely noticed he was on the verge of his orgasm. Chandler somehow knew though and started whispering in Joey’s ear.
“You gonna cum on my cock? Without even touching yourself? Gonna cum for me?” And Joey knew he was gone. “Such a good little slut, huh?” Was what had Joey coming so hard he swore he blacked out.
Chandler went to slow down his thrust but Joey didn’t want that. “Keep going. Want you to cum in me. Use me.” Joey begged and Chandler actually growled.
“Keep talking baby. I’m so close.” Chandler mumbled picking up his thrusting.
“Want you to cum in me. Fill me. I’m all yours, Chandler. All yours.” Joey cried and that was the thing to set Chandler off.
His thrust started to get sloppy and then he was groaning into Joey's neck as he lost his breath. He fucked Joey through his orgasm, stopping finally a few minutes later fully sheathed inside his lover.
“Don’t pull out just yet,” Joey mumbled. “Please.”
“Of course, my love,” Chandler mumbled back kissing the top of Joey’s head before he settled his body weight onto the older man.
Chandler's cock softened in Joey and slipped out about five minutes later. They didn’t say anything about it and continued laying there for another five minutes before Chandler got up and walked to the bathroom.
Joey was half asleep when Chandler came back with a warm washcloth and started cleaning up the come that cooled on his chest and ass. Joey’s eyes were closed the whole time so he assumed Chandler cleaned himself up too before climbing in next to Joey. Chandler rolled him from his back to his side and curled up behind him.
“You awake still?” He whispered into Joey’s neck.
“Barely,” Joey mumbled not opening his eyes. “Why?”
“Nothing. Just wanted to say I love you.” Chandler hummed. “Good night, baby.”
“I love you too.” Joey hummed before he fell asleep almost immediately.
—
Joey woke up around dinner time to the sound of the news reporter's sound. He blinked his eyes open to see Chandler sitting up in bed with his eyes glued to the TV.
“What’re you watching?” Joey mumbled as he rubbed his eyes and sat up.
“There's a high-speed car chase on!” Chandler bounced in his seat with excitement.
“And you didn’t wake me up?!” Joey was fully awake now and that meant his stomach was too. It grumbled loudly, loud enough for Chandler to hear, as he sat up
“My alfredo is in the fridge,” Chandler said not taking his eyes off the TV.
“Then what are you gonna eat?”
“You can eat the alfredo while we wait for pizza. There’s not that much anyway.” Chandler explained as he grabbed the phone, hesitatingly looking away from the TV to order two pizzas.
“Chopper 5 just lost its feed!” Joey exclaimed as Chandler put the phone down.
Joey and Chandler watched the chase until the pizza came. Joey was the one to get it because the alfredo wasn’t enough to satisfy his hunger. He paid with the money Chandler had left out while he watched the chase.
The pizza delivery girl tried flirting with Joey, unaware he had a man in the room with him. Joey paid but she kept the small talk up after. It wasn’t until Chandler yelled something from the room did she realize.
“One minute, honey,” Joey called behind him. “Thank you. Have a good night.” Joey said to the pizza lady.
“You too.” She said, her face red with embarrassment.
Joey closed the door and returned next to his boyfriend. “What did you say? I couldn´t hear you.”
“He’s on half a tank of gas,” Chandler said reaching to grab one of the pizza boxes. “What took so long?”
“Oh. The pizza lady was flirting with me.” Joey said opening his own box of pizza.
Chandler finally looked away from the TV to look at Joey. Joey, who had started to open his pizza box, stopped in his tracks to stare back at his boyfriend. “What?”
“Do you get flirted with a lot?” Chandler asked. He didn’t sound hurt but he definitely didn’t sound happy.
“Well, yea, but I don’t flirt back. For once in my life, I can say that flirting is unwanted. Unless it comes from you.” Joey explained while hesitantly opening his pizza box.
“Oh okay. I’m sorry I had a little panic there.” Chandler chuckled awkwardly. “That was stupid. I should trust you.”
“It happens, man.” Joey gave a reassuring smile and dug into his pizza.
“Have you ever been cheated on?” Chandler asked fiddling with his pizza box.
“Uh, no, I don’t think so. I’ve never really been exclusive with any of my partners so..” Joey explained.
“It sucks,” Chandler mumbled. “You trust them so much and then they just go and slept with someone prettier. That shit sticks with you.”
“Is that why the flirting makes you panic?” Joey asked. Chandler nodded. “Baby, I love you so much. There is no man, or woman for that matter, that could ever know me and love me as much as you.”
“I know but what if I fuck it up?”
“Then we’ll fix it. Together.” Joey said with a playful push. “I'm not giving up on you. And you better not give up on me.”
“I won’t.” Chandler smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Joey happily accepted a few pecks.
“I’m really hungry so can we make out later?” Joey asked and they did.
They watched the high-speed car chase until it was over. The man tried driving from Albany to Canada but didn’t even make it out of New York before he ran out of gas and was arrested.