Chapter 47: Chapter 47

Special Chapter 2: Six and Nine

Today is MJ's sixth birthday. Hugo's birthday was last month, and because he is a very sociable kid, we threw him a huge party where all his playmates from the company's nursery and his kindergarten classmates were invited.

MJ on the other hand is the opposite. He is such a quiet child and is only noisy if he is with us. So, for his birthday he only wanted to celebrate with his family.

Mew's parents insisted that they want to be part of the celebration of their grandson's birthday. But because MJ throws tantrums every time we try to convince him about it, we could not do anything else.

And because MJ wanted it to be only us four, Mew thought that we should just celebrate at the island he bought.

The same island where he brought me after he kidnapped me on the day of my dad's funeral.

Instead of a boat, a yacht took us to the island. Mew didn't want us to ride a small boat on our way here especially that we were with our kids. He was worried something might go wrong considering that we have two naughty kids.

It's been almost eight years since the last time I was on this island but still nothing seems to have changed.

The house that stands in the middle of it which is owned by Mew still has the same color. The tall coconut trees around the house are full of fruits.

I can't help but be amazed by the beauty of the island. The crystal clear water is so pleasing to the eye. And the white sand below us is very fine. When I last came here, I will admit I didn't really appreciate its beauty. But looking at it now, this is no doubt one of the best islands I've been to. I don't want to bother asking Mew how much it cost him to buy this because I might regret asking.

It was still morning when we got here.

Mew was carrying the birthday boy on his arms while I was carrying Hugo on mine.

Hugo is older than MJ. Mew told me that he also had a surrogate son because I inspired him.

Despite carrying MJ on his arms, Mew still managed to support me as I went down the ramp. I jumped when I reached the last step.

Water spewed out because of what I did. Mew angrily stared at me when he realized his board shorts got wet. I reached for his cheek and gave him a quick kiss, hoping that it could compensate my mistake.

He pouted his lips, suggesting something else. I chuckled softly before I kissed him on his lips.

"Ewww." MJ remarked, displeased by our actions.

"Gross Papa." Hugo seconded.

We stared at the kids before we both burst into laughter.

I am a bit surprised with Hugo. On the plane he did not experience air sickness but while we were travelling earlier, he vomited several times. So did MJ. Seasickness, I guess?

They fell asleep as soon as we arrived at the house. I let them sleep in their room. There are many rooms in this house but Mew says that they will only share a room, considering that they are yet to be familiar with the house.

Upon entering this huge mansion earlier, the first thing I noticed was a large drawing of me hung on the wall going to the stairs. It wasn't there when I first got here. The drawing was based on one of my portrait photoshoots in UK.

It was a very detailed portrait and it mirrored all the emotions I was trying to convey. It was like a modern-day version of the Mona Lisa. The original photo of me was featured in GQ UK.

The whole house is clean and the furnitures are not dusty. I also noticed that it already has a complete set of furnitures and appliances, compared to when I first got here. Some renovations have been made on the porch that made it even more beautiful.

Another large portrait caught my attention. It was our family portrait located in the living room. The four of us. Me, Mew, Hugo, and MJ. There is a similar portrait in our house in Metro Manila but not as big as the one here.

It was two in the afternoon when I started cooking for our simple beach celebration. MJ is not the spaghetti-type person. He prefers carbonara. While baked macaroni is Hugo's preference so I had no choice but to make them both.

Yes. Our kids are very picky.

Fortunately, they are both fine with fried chicken.

Mew is still sleeping in our room while the two kids just woke up. I heard them running towards the kitchen to grab some snacks.

They both sat on the counter stool as they watched me prepare their favorite meals. I took a minute to grab some orange juice and gave them each a piece of Cinnabon Classic Roll that we bought from the city. They both love those sweets.

Hugo, who is always talkative kept asking me questions.

"Papa, what do you like about Daddy Mew the most?" he asked curiously while busy chewing on the food.

I saw MJ nod, also waiting for my answer.

"Apart from the fact that your Daddy Mew is handsome, he is caring and sweet. I like everything about him. He is like a total package. But what I like about him the most is his big asset." I tried my very best not to laugh at my answer.

I'm so bad!

Good thing that they are still young so they definitely won't get my dirty joke. May the Lord forgive me.

"What do you mean by Daddy's big asset, Papa Gulf?" MJ could never be more curious. I let out a small laugh.

These kids, really. HAHAHAH. Their questions are so innocent. And so are their faces!

I'm pretty aware that I should not tell them what I really meant so I thought of an excuse.

"You know, he has a big heart. Your Daddy Mew is very kind-hearted. His heart is his asset." I explained.

They both nodded, agreeing to what I just said.

"When I grow up, I will have a big asset too." Hugo.

Oh gosh!

"Me too. But I will have a bigger asset than Kuya Hugo. Because I am kinder than him." MJ boasts.

Hugo stared at his brother.

"We will see in the future who will have a bigger asset." Hugo.

Oh my freaking gosh! What have I done? I couldn't suppress my laughter any longer.

Can this be any funnier?

"Okay, that's enough. I don't want you two fighting because of that. I'm sure you two will have big assets when you grow up because you have kind hearts. Now just continue eating."

They fell silent and obeyed my order. I resumed cooking. I just finished putting white sauce and cheese toppings on the macaroni and placed it in the oven.

"Papa Gulf. Why do we have two daddies and no mommy? I see some of the kids in the nursery that they have a mommy and daddy." MJ asked out of nowhere.

I was stunned by his question. Is someone bullying them about it?

"Is someone bullying you, baby MJ?" I asked worriedly.

"No, Papa. I was just wondering."

"Oh, okay." I sighed. Thank God no one is bullying them about it. "Here is the thing, baby. Your Daddy Mew and I love each other. And we are both men. And it's not wrong. Just because most people have mommies and daddies, it doesn't mean it's the only thing that's acceptable. Having a mother and a father is no different than having two fathers. We may not have given birth to you, but we sure love you the way a mother would."

"Yeah. We sure do." Mew speaks as he entered the kitchen. He took a piece of Cinabbon and brought it to his mouth, biting into the dessert. "What are you cooking?" he wrapped his arms around my waist and stood behind me, sniffing my neck which sent shivers down my spine.

I don't ever think I'll get used to this. Mew always makes me feel excited.

"PDA!" Hugo complained.

Mew chuckled behind my ear.

He rubbed my tummy gently.

I continued to sauté for the carbonara sauce.

"Birthday boy's favorite carbonara."

"Yeeeey." MJ happily remarked.

"Get away from me so I can concentrate on cooking." I told Mew who was clinging to me like a blood-thirsty leech.

"Aren't you pregnant yet?" he whispered to my ear.

"You're unbelievable, Mew. You know I'm not capable of giving birth." I whispered back, afraid that the children might hear.

"Nah. I don't think so. Maybe we just need to keep trying. Let's try again tonight."

"You wish." I whispered softly.

The smell of the ground beef filled the kitchen.

"What are you two whispering about?" Hugo asked curiously.

"Yeah. Why are you whispering anyway?" MJ with his innocent voice.

"Nothing. Just telling your daddy Mew my carbonara recipe."

I kissed Mew who burst into a laughter before letting me go from his hug. After that, he accompanied the two kids and sat on the stool by the counter and joined them in watching me cook.

Now three equally handsome boys are watching me.

"Babe, you said you learned to cook for me. Why don't you help me here. Help me fry the chicken."

"Naah. I like watching you cook wearing an apron. Let the three of us watch you. You're so cute. Cook for your three kings."

"Tsk. Fine. I'll do all the cooking. Then I'll be so tired that I'll go straight to sleep later. Your choice." I raised a brow.

"Kidding. I'll help you babe." he quickly stood up, threatened by what I just said. It made me smile.

This horny guy, really!

"That's more like it. Heat the oil so you can start frying."

Mew started doing a sexy dance, one arm on his forehead as he grinds his stomach sexily, slightly biting his lower lip to add more effect.

The two kids laughed.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused.

"I'm trying to heat up the oil. But it looks like you're the one who's heating up. HAHAHAHA."

"Idiot!"

He laughed before finally turning on the gas and lighting the stove.

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We finished cooking by four o'clock and headed straight to the beach. I laid a picnic mat on the sand and arranged the food carefully. It isn't hot anymore especially that there are tall coconuts that serve as shade.

The four of us are already dressed for the beach. The kids were both topless and were only wearing swimming trunks as swimming goggles hung around their necks.

Mew was wearing his Hurley's board shorts and a muscle shirt, displaying his firm muscles on his arms.

After we sang a Happy birthday song and MJ blew his birthday candle, we then gave him our gifts.

Mew gave him a new Star Wars action figure for his collection. Hugo's gift to him (which I bought) was a Star Wars pillow. While a new Star Wars watch was what I got him.

MJ was so happy that he initiated a group hug.

"I love you guys. I'm so happy because of these." He was almost emotional. "But I'm more happy because we are a complete family."

"Yeah. I'm happy too." Hugo as he tried to wipe away his tear.

I kissed their foreheads, including Mew.

"We love you MJ." Mew speaks.

After that very emotional moment, the two kids left to play by the sea. They played together and started building sand castles using the pail and bucket that we brought. A few minutes later, Mew decided to join them.

A wide smile was drawn on my face as I watched the three of them build a sand castle.

My heart feels so happy and contented right now. I have nothing more to ask for. Three lovely boys are making me happy. Because I know that all three of them love me so much.

I am so grateful for this second life. Aside from that, I'm also grateful for my third chance at love with Mew. But most of all, I am most grateful for surviving because I would have left Hugo as an orphan. Though I know Mew would adopt him if I died. But still, it would be very hard for him growing up without me.

It was half past five when the two kids got tired of playing and fell asleep on the picnic mat. Mew decided to take them inside the house.

I took that brief moment to take a dip on the inviting crystalline water. The water now has its orange hue, reflecting that of the sky. From the horizon is the setting sun, a sign that this day is coming to an end.

I soaked myself under the water for a while. When I resurfaced, I saw Mew sitting on the sand near the picnic mat, watching me as I swim.

He waved at me. I decided to leave the water and join him on the beach.

"Hey." I greeted.

"Hey, babe."

"What are you thinking?" I asked before sitting right beside him. I felt the sans immediately sticking to my wet body.

"I was reflecting on my life." He smiled genuinely. "Reflecting on how lucky I am to have you. To still have you despite all the things I've done. Despite the mistakes I made."

I held his hand and took it to my mouth, kissing it gently.

"I am more lucky to have you." I softly muttered.

He cupped my face, caressing it gently. "You're so beautiful."

The sun's remaining rays hit his eyes, making them more beautiful.

I held his palm that was on my face and kissed it for the second time. Mew pulled my head gently and claimed my lips for a deep kiss.

The kiss started slow. Waves of electricity travelled my body as we indulges ourselves in that small moment.

A few moments later, I felt his hands travel all over my body, until he reached my now hard as rock member. I left out a soft moan between our kiss when he rubbed it.

He loosened the tie on my board shorts before taking my hard shaft out of my underwear.

Afterwards, he kissed me again before starting to stroke it.

I also reached for his shorts and immediately felt that he was already hard too, even harder than me, I think.

I excitedly untied the strings of his shorts and pulled it down along with his underwear, revealing his hard and thick shaft. It was throbbing and dripping with pre-cum.

I slowly raised and lowered my hand. He did the same to me. He kissed me again, this time, hungrily. I moaned when he bit my lower lip.

"I love you." he said in between kisses.

"I love you too. Ughhhh." I moaned, reacting to his touch and kisses.

I broke away from the kiss and stared at him. Our eyes locked. I could clearly see the excitement and desire on his face.

I reached for his shaft and took it inside my mouth. He did the same to me.

We were confident that no one would see us because we were the only people on the island and the kids are asleep. We did a 69 position on the beach.

"Ahhhhh." I moaned when I felt him took me in full and I felt my member reach his throat. He skillfully used his tongue, moving it in circles around the head while I was still inside his mouth. My eyes almost rolled to the back because of the overwhelming feeling.

I focused on his shaft's head licking it like a lollipop. I can feel him throbbing and his pre-cum continued to drip.

I then licked his member sideways until I reached his balls. Meanwhile, I could still feel that I was still inside his mouth.

He then started to move his head up and down. At first it was slow but he gradually accelerated his speed, increasing the intensity of the tingling sensation I felt.

I tried to do as he did. Gosh, it feels so good.

"Ackkkshkkckk." That was the sound we were both creating and that's what someone would hear if theyt were here with us.

"You're mouth feels so hot." He exclaimed. I think he's close to having his climax.

I felt his shaft get harder and harder with every passing second. Not long after, his body stiffened as he released his juice inside my mouth.

And not any second longer, my juice also started to spill, cumming inside his hot mouth.

"Ahhh." I moaned when he continued sucking me, making sure that he gets every single drop of it.

After that very hot moment, he adjusted to a sitting position and so did I. Mew pulled me in for a kiss, tasting my own juice and I'm sure he tasted his too. We shared our juices together.

"I won't ever let you run away from me again. I love you so much." Mew whispered as we continued to shower each other with hungry kisses.