Hunger Unleashed

Chapter 81: Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson ~ When desires explode… Let’s get outta here!

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“Probably coming to rescue you from the monster.” Michael drawled as he reached out and drew a still stunned Jean to him. “You, the man!” He grinned as he patted Jean on the back, getting the sexy doctor even more confused.” The Broody boys watched their father go with expressions ranging from shock to amusement.

“What did you say to him?” Dean asked, finally finding his voice.

“Nothing he didn’t need to know.” Bradley shrugged.

“Are you okay?” Jean asked just as the MC announced that it was time for the birthday boys to cut their cake.

“Will Jean and Dean and their mother, the amazing classy elegant, and beautiful Dr. Lucy Broody, make their way to that beautiful cake please?” The MC announced.

“Hey, talk to me.” Completely ignoring the MC, Jean looked at Bradley with so much concern. “Tell me you’re okay.”

“I’m fine, Jean. Go cut your cake.” Bradley rubbed a hand against his stomach. “I’ll just find something to eat whilst you do that.”

“What do you want to eat?” Jean steered Bradley towards the displayed dishes at the eating area. Some guests, who wanted to replenish their energy were helping themselves to the buffet.

“I would kill for a juicy burger right now,” Bradley murmured.

Jean grabbed the hand of a passing waiter. “Where’s your boss?”

“There Sir.” The waiter pointed at a lady standing beside the buffet table.

“Thanks,” Jean said to the waiter as he started towards the lady. “Hello, madam.” He greeted.

“Hello, Mr. Broody. Happy birthday.” The nice lady smiled.

“Thank you. Can I get a very juicy burger, please? It’s for this sexy soldier here.”

“Of course.” The lady grinned when her eyes went to Bradley. “Would you want some fries with it, Sir?”

“Sure.” Bradley nodded. “Thanks.” Then he gave Jean a gentle pushed towards the front where Dean and Lucy stood beside the most beautiful cake. “Now go. I’ll go sit with your brothers and wait for my burger.”

“Okay. I’ll be right back.” Then Jean broke into a run.

“Finally.” The MC drawled when Jean got to where his mother and Dean stood. “Lucy wants to say a few words before she cuts the cake with her troublesome sons.” He gave the microphone to Lucy as the guests laughed.

“Thank you, Andy.” Lucy laughed. “I don’t have much to say actually. I just want to gracefully acknowledge the fact that gone are the days when I was the most important human being in the lives of these two boys...men. And that’s a fact, honey. Deal with it.” She stuck out her tongue at her laughing husband, making the guests laugh. “Now, they have special people in their lives who bring them so much joy, and who they will turn to in times of need…before they even think of me. That sucks.” Lucy made a face that made the guests roar with laughter. “But it is what it is. I think it’s very important those people help with the cutting of this cake, don’t you think?” There were deafening shouts of yes from the guests. “Can we have the sexy, sassy, beautiful Kayla up here, please? Kay, where are you?” Lucy called out.

Everyone clapped as Kayla came to join mother and sons. She hugged Lucy and Jean and then kissed Dean.

“Now, will my handsome soldier with the blazing hot swag…Bradley, join us please?” Lucy grinned.

The applause was thunderous. Guests who hadn’t seen the kiss looked shocked. But everyone joined in the applause as a surprised Bradley joined the four Broodys behind the huge cake. Unlike Kayla who kissed her husband, Bradley merely hugged Lucy and Kayla and then reached out to help them cut the cake.

After the cutting of the cake, the party continued with music by the lovely, talented Ariana Grande. Immediately after Jean, Dean, and Bradley took their seats at the table where the other brother sat, the grilling started. They wanted to know from Bradley, what transpired between their father and him. As Bradley told them, his burger arrived. There wasn’t much to tell anyway.

“I didn’t tell them about…Wendell.” Jean told Bradley softly.

“I know.” Bradley nodded as he popped a chip into his mouth. “Your father would have looked at me with pity, or even disgust if he’d known. He didn’t. He was firm, frank and…inquisitive. Reminded me of you actually.” He chuckled.

“Inquisitive how?” Jean frowned.

“Wanted to know whether you’re the top or bottom.” Bradley bit into his burger as if he hadn’t seen the shock on Jean’s face.

“He what?” Jean growled. “That nosy old man.”

“Well, you shouldn’t have taken his tickets and…”

“Oh, he told you about that.” Jean chuckled, looking at Bradley. “What business is it of his what I do to this sexy body of yours anyway?” His eyes ran over Bradley with smoldering heat.

When Bradley didn’t hear Jean talk after a while, he turned his head to look at him and found Jean’s heated gaze on him. A delicious tingle instantly swept across his spine.

“Err…what are you thinking about?” Bradley cursed himself silently as soon as that silly question fell out of his lips.

“Your arse…creaming on my cock.” Jean murmured.

Bradley took a large gulp from his glass. “Well, I’d rather feel it down my throat, now.” He murmured, looking ahead as if he wasn’t having an X-rated conversation with his sexy lover.

“Let’s go to the bathroom right now,” Jean said huskily, drawing a low moan out of Bradley.

“Can’t.” Bradley croaked. “I’m in uniform. Can’t disrespect it. So stop making me hard with all this talk.”

“You’re so fucking prim and proper, jeez.” Jean groaned. “I’m dying here.”

“Aw, it can’t be that bad.” Bradley chuckled. “You can’t tell me you didn’t bust a nut a few times whilst I was away.”

“Not gonna lie, I did every fucking day.” Jean grinned.

“Really?” Bradley turned to look at Jean with surprised eyes.

“Well, what did you expect? Between that hot mail you sent and that video of us on the log, I didn’t really have a choice.” Jean murmured huskily as he moved closer to Bradley.

Bradley swallowed hard and took his eyes off Jean to stare straight ahead. “Did you wank off or get someone to…”

“Didn’t need another person.” Jean cut him off. “You should see yourself on that log.” He whispered huskily into Bradley’s ear. “Sitting there so sexily. Your head thrown back, neck bared as I fucked slowly into you from behind.”

“Jean, please…” Bradley breathed shakily. He was so hard.

“The look on your face, the way you moved, those heavenly moans…”

Bradley moaned.

“Dude, whatever you’re telling him, stop,” Sam growled at Jean but the die had already been cast.

Bradley turned lust-glazed eyes on Jean and sexily uttered four words that sent a shiver of excitement through Jean; “Let’s get outta here.”