Building Things

Chapter 22

Derrick looked into Alec's soft eyes, wanting him, desiring him, as his hand clenched Alec's crotch, making it firm up in Alec's tight jeans. Alec was breathing heavier into Derrick's open mouth. Derrick's other hand clenched Alec's tight waist, just above his jeans. Alec was sliding his hands up and down over Derrick's cargo shorts, touching his pulsing cock. Derrick looked into Alec's soft eyes, and closed his own, falling back into Alec's open mouth, his tongue going on another rampage, pushing Alec's out of the way, exploring every part of Alec's mouth. Alec moaned again in Derrick's mouth. Alec tilted his head back a little under Derrick's onslaught, wanting to be taken. Derrick slowly pulled back. Derrick caught his breath.

"This isn't right." Derrick said, licking his own lips, tasting Alec on his tongue and lips.

"It is, if you want it to be." Alec moaned, rubbing Derrick's butt with both hands now. "I want you, and I know you want me." Alec kissed Derrick softly. "Take me,...take me...use me."

"Oh, fuck." Derrick moaned softly. He pulled back, trying to catch his breath, his eyes closed, but he could still see the image of Alec in front of him, could feel his hands working over Derrick's butt, and then around his front, over his hardening cock. Alec squirmed himself into Derrick.

"You know you want me. You know I want you." Alec whispered. "Now, where do you want me?"

"Ty." Derrick whispered. He opened his eyes. "No,...Ty."

"Ty is in the bedroom." Alec whispered as he kissed and sucked on Derrick's earlobe. "You know he said it was alright, you know Conner said it as well." Alec whispered as he reached up and undid his own jeans, unzipping them, and then worked them down off his hips, exposing his tight bikini underwear. Alec reached out, taking one of Derrick's hands, leading it back to Alec, placing it on Alec's own hard cock that was laying to the right in the underwear, held in by the tight waistband. Derrick rubbed fingers over it, and then down under the outline, cupping Alec's balls, squeezing them softly in his palm.

"Yes,...that's right." Alec moaned near Derrick's ear. "Squeeze them, work them, make me want to shoot my load for you,...ohhh." Derrick opened his eyes wide, his desire was becoming too much for him. Derrick took a deep breath, and then pulled away. He left Alec standing there, as Derrick exhaled, leaning against the counter.

"What's wrong?" Alec asked.

Derrick put up a hand, stopping Alec's advance. "This is wrong...very wrong." Derrick shook his head of thoughts that were flooding in, visions of ravaging Alec's body, making love to his beautiful body, making Alec scream with total pleasure, but the reality set into Derrick, stopping him. "Alec, you have to understand, it's not you, it's so not you, it's fears...I...don't want to destroy what I've started with..."

Alec was watching Derrick, the struggle that was going on in his face, his eyes. Alec realized what he was doing, what he was causing and then felt ashamed. He looked down at the floor.

"Derrick,...I'm so sorry...I didn't mean..." Alec whispered. Derrick stepped forward, grasping Alec, pulling him to Derrick in a tight hug.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. It's not you, it's me." Derrick reached up clasped the back of Alec's head, running his fingers over Alec's soft hair. "If you didn't have Conner, and if I didn't have Ty, I would so be taking you on the counter right now, then on floor, and then in my bed." Derrick chuckled slightly. "You are so beautiful, so desirable, I almost can't stand it."

"Then, what's the problem?" Alec whispered, trying to kiss Derrick again, who backed up.

"I explained it last night. Or, didn't you listen?" Derrick asked quietly.

"I did, but..."

"Then you know what all of you mean to me, Ty especially." Derrick smiled softly, "I will not have or cause problems with him. I love him too much." Derrick's soft smile dropped as he stepped close to Alec. "Think what you will, call me what you will, but I won't jeopardize what I have started with him." Derrick put his hands on Alec's shoulders, looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. "You see, we're just getting started in our relationship. I have had a few in the past and have fucked them up by fucking other guys or not paying attention. I won't make that same mistake again."

"I understand." Alec said, quietly, then looked at the floor.

"Do you? Do you really?" Derrick asked. Alec just nodded.

"You are one of the most beautiful guys that I have ever met in my entire life." Derrick said, and then exhaled with a deep sigh. "I am so very attracted to you. I want you so very much, you have no idea. But, I won't risk losing what I have simply to make love to you. Does that make any sense?"

"Yes..." Alec said, cracking a smile. He put his hands on Derrick's shoulders, looking into his deep eyes. "it makes total sense. And,...I'm sorry that I put you in that position, to make you feel uncomfortable. I should have thought about your feelings first."

Derrick smiled wide. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Alec said as he leaned forward, giving Derrick a kiss on the cheek.

"It still doesn't change how I feel, but I respect your decision." Alec gave Derrick a weak smile.

"I don't mean to crush you." Derrick said softly.

"You did." Alec replied, making Derrick's eyes go wide. "But, I'll get over it." Alec winked.

"I think Ty is becoming a bad influence on you." Derrick grinned. Alec grinned as well.

"He's a lucky man, to have you."

"You're sweet. Thank you." Derrick said, softly. He kissed Alec on the cheek. "Now, I think I'll go kick Ty out of bed, and get the table cleaned up." Derrick wiggled his eyebrows, then turned and walked away. Alec watched him walk, sighing silently to himself. Derrick rounded the corner into the hallway out of sight. Alec looked down at his open jeans, hanging about mid-thigh, his underwear, still bulged, but not as bad as before, his cock lying off to the right had softened. He pulled up the jeans and buttoned them, zipping them up.

Derrick walked into the bedroom, seeing Ty still in the bed, his arms up and folded behind his head, his thick biceps, cradled his head as he turned it, looking up at Derrick. Ty frowned a little.

"Couldn't do it, huh?" Ty asked. Derrick shook his head, then sat on the edge of the bed. Derrick rested his elbows on his knees, leaning his head into his hands, putting his fingers into his hair. Ty shifted in the bed, raising up on his knees, getting behind Derrick, putting his arms around Derrick from behind. "That tells me that you really do love me."

Derrick raised his head a little. "Was this a test?" Derrick asked softly.

"No." Ty answered, kissing the back of Derrick's neck. "A confirmation of something that I already knew."

"Makes me...predictable." Derrick said quietly.

"Makes you perfect."

"What do you mean?" Derrick asked turning his head a little. Ty let go of Derrick and sat back on his haunches.

"It means you really care. Not only about me, but about them as well. What you said last night to Alec, it wasn't just words, it's what you do." Ty sighed softly, putting one hand on Derrick's shoulder, making him turn further around. "You're not like me, sticking my dick out there for anyone to take. You have principles, morals."

Derrick chuckled. "I've been there. You have no idea how many times I've just fucked someone for the sake of fucking. It was always...empty to me, no meaning. It got to a point to where it just really didn't feel good anymore. I knew that there had to be something better."

Ty just sat there, staring at Derrick. He didn't know what to say for the longest time. Derrick slowly turned his body looking at Ty. The look in Derrick's eyes was soft, thoughtful, and also showing a deeper reflection of pain, buried way down deep. Ty knew that Derrick was in some torment within himself, keeping it suppressed, hidden.

Ty leaned forward and wrapped his thick arms around Derrick's neck and just held him. It was not sexual, it was just warm and comforting to both of them. Ty lowered his head, resting his next to Derrick's. Derrick reached around with one arm, wrapping it around Ty's lower back, holding his hand on the soft tanned skin, being very still.

"I'm so glad that I found you." Ty whispered. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too." Derrick answered also in a whisper. "Now, are you ever going to get out of this bed?"

"I kinda like it here." Ty said in a teasing voice, making Derrick chuckle softly.

"I'm glad you do."

"Only because you're here with me." Ty said, turning his head, kissing Derrick's ear. "Won't you come back to bed?"

"Tempting, but I need to go clean up my drafting off the table. Alec has dinner under way."

"Oh, you guys and your cooking." Ty sighed as he pulled away.

"I thought big guys like you needed to eat regularly?"

"Big guys like me?"

"You know, muscular, body builder..."

"I got this from working." Ty said, pointing back at himself with both hands, smiling. "I only go to the gym to keep it toned, not to build it up."

"Ohhh." Derrick grinned. "Well, believe me, I have no complaints about the end result."

"And here I thought it was just my big cock." Ty wiggled his eyebrows.

"Well, there is that too." Derrick smiled out of the corner of his mouth, with a devilish look. Derrick watched as Ty grabbed himself by the base and shook the long flaccid length a few times.

"So..." Ty said, giving Derrick a wink. They were interrupted by the sound of dishes clinking together. Ty sighed as Derrick turned his head and looked at toward the hallway door. Ty let himself go, putting his hands on his thighs. "Sounds like your other boyfriend is crashing your kitchen for attention."

"I better go see what he's up to." Derrick said, then turned back to Ty, looking him up and down. "And as for you, mister,..." Derrick reached down wrapping his fingers around Ty's long soft cock, giving it a slight tug. "keep this ready for tonight. I want to go back to work bow-legged." Derrick let go and got off the bed. Ty watched him walk out of the room.

Derrick walked back into the kitchen, going directly to the table. He looked over seeing that Alec was emptying the dishwasher. Derrick smiled softly as he began to collect his drafting things and put them back over at the windows. He turned and walked back toward the counter. He came around as Alec was putting glasses away into the cabinet.

"What can I do to help?" Derrick asked. Alec looked over his shoulder and smiled.

"Really? I have just about everything under control. I was just going to set the table..."

"I can do that." Derrick said.

"No...please, let me. I want to do this, to say 'thank you'." Alec smiled, closing the cabinet door.

"Alright. If you insist."

"I do." Alec said, winking at Derrick.

"So, dinner in about an hour then?"

"Yes, about then, I think. Why?"

"Gives me some time to do some things. Have to get ready to go back to work." Derrick said, rolling his eyes, then smiling.

"Gotcha." Alec said, returning Derrick's smile.

Derrick walked back out of the kitchen and toward the bedroom. He went into the bathroom and pulled the hamper, then came back into the bedroom, looking at Ty, who was making the bed, again.

"What's up?" Ty asked.

"Going to do some laundry. Want anything washed?"

"Only my back." Ty said with a smile.

"Smartass." Derrick said, raising one eyebrow.

"Everything is already in the hamper there."

"Good boy." Derrick said.

"I know." Ty said, pursing his lips together, and then winking. Derrick rolled his eyes and walked out.

Once the laundry got started, Derrick went back into the bedroom and pulled out a clean tee from the drawer and slipped it on. Ty was dressed and in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, then primped his short hair, spiking it up. Derrick came in and stood behind him, looking at Ty in the mirror, smiling.

"Dressing for dinner?" Derrick asked.

"I thought I would wear my best, since we seem to sampling the fine chef's cuisine this evening." Ty said in a snooty type voice.

"Well, then perhaps, I am under dressed for the occasion." Derrick said in a dry tone.

"You look perfect." Ty said, looking at Derrick through the mirror. "Good enough to eat, actually." Ty turned around, looking Derrick up and down without the mirror. "As a matter of fact, I just might do that right now." Ty said as he leaned toward Derrick.

Derrick put out a hand to stop Ty's advance. "You can savor me for dessert." Derrick said in an equally snooty voice. Then smiled wide.

"Can't wait for that."

"Such a horn dog." Derrick wiggled his eyebrows.

"You tempt me constantly." Ty said, slapping Derrick's butt as he walked away.

"Ouch." Derrick said. "Hey, missed the other side." Derrick called out watching Ty keep going around the corner.

"I'll get it later." Derrick heard the voice from the hall.

Ty walked into the kitchen, seeing Alec, checking the oven, bent over in his tight skinny jeans. Ty walked up behind him, just staring. Alec closed the oven door, but looked over his shoulder.

"Nice view." Ty said, with a smirk.

"Like that?" Alec said, as he stood slowly.

"Oh, yeah." Ty said, as he opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He twisted the cap and threw it in the garbage. He pulled from the bottle, then looked at Alec. "Don't give me any ideas." Ty winked.

"I'll try not to." Alec winked back.

"Something smells really good."

"Thanks." Alec said, pulling out a sauce pan, then setting it on the stove top. "I don't really have a full kitchen at the apartment, so this is kind of a treat for me to cook."

"Really?" Ty asked as he leaned against the back counter next to the fridge.

"Yeah, so if I want to really cook, I have to go to my parents house and do it there." Alec said without turning around. "It's kind of a bitch though, I have to chase my mom off when I do it."

"It would seem to me that she might want to have you do it, you know, kind of a break and all?"

Alec chuckled, as he added ingredients to the saucepan, getting it ready. "You would think. Actually, my mom is a really bad cook. My dad is always grumbling about it. He likes it when I come over to do it. I think it irritates her more than anything, really."

Ty chuckled. "Well, she can't be that bad. I mean, look at you, all trim and buff. You obviously didn't starve or anything."

"No, we didn't starve. It's just that we picked a lot at what she cooked."

"I see." Ty said, pulling more water. "Now, me on the other hand, I barely know how to boil water."

Alec turned around and just stared at Ty. "Then how did you get so...big?"

"Derrick said the same thing. I got this way by working, and working hard. I eat out a lot, mostly just protein, not too many carbs." Ty said, pulling more water, again.

"Wow." Alec said, watching Ty's bicep as he bent it up, drinking more water. "I wish I looked like that."

"It's a curse, actually. I wish I had a body like yours. I haven't looked like that since I was in high school, my freshman year."

"Why is it a curse?"

"If you don't keep at it, keep it toned, it becomes flabby, and turns to fat."

"So, I guess you always just go and lift buildings and stuff like that all the time?" Alec gave Ty a dry look.

Ty shook a finger at Alec, grinning wide. "You're a little smartass, aren't you?"

Alec gave Ty soft eyes and cocked his head a little. "No, I'm a little cute ass, with a smart mouth." Alec winked.

"I'll say you are." Ty said, finishing his water. "I like it." Ty put the bottle in the recycling bin, then leaned forward and gave Alec a kiss on the cheek. "And you taste good, too."

"And you, are a big flirt. You're dangerous." Alec said, as he blushed.

"Ohhh, you have no idea."

"But, I do." Derrick said as he came around the corner, looking at the two of them. "My God, that smells absolutely wonderful."

"Thanks." Alec said, smiling wide.

"Sure you don't need help?" Derrick asked.

Ty leaned forward a little toward Alec. "It's killin him, not being able to work in his own kitchen." Ty whispered, loud enough for Derrick to hear as well, beings on how he was standing right there. Alec leaned forward to Ty as Ty stood straight.

"I know, that's why I'm saying no." Alec whispered in an equal tone.

"Gonna kick both your asses, here in a minute." Derrick said, putting a hand on his hip, scowling at them. "You think I'm some kind of a control freak?"

"Yes!" They both said to Derrick. Derrick threw up his hands, rolling his head back.

"Ugh! In my own house! Alright, where's the wine? It's five o'clock somewhere!" Derrick moaned. Alec and Ty laughed out loud. Alec turned and pulled out a bottle of Chardonnay out of the wine fridge. He pulled out the corkscrew and opened it. After he retrieved a glass, and poured some, he handed it to Derrick. Derrick smiled at Alec out of the corner of his mouth, taking the glass. He sniffed at it, then swirled it, looking at it through the light, then sipped from it. He nodded his head toward Alec, Alec smiling back.

"I approve."

"Thank you." Alec said, then looked at Ty. "After what you said this morning, I'm not sure if I should offer you some?"

"That's sweet." Ty said, stepping next to Alec, wrapping his arm around Alec's shoulders. Ty looked at Derrick. "You need to keep this one, as well." Ty squeezed Alec with a powerful arm. Alec put one arm around behind Ty's back, tucking his thumb in Ty's waistband, under his shirt. "He even smells good."

Derrick lifted an eyebrow, and sipped more wine. He lowered his glass and just shook his head at them. "Easy, killer." Derrick said to Ty. "I can see that you two together are definite trouble." Ty and Alec looked at each other, grinning. Ty winked at Alec, then let him go. He stepped up to Derrick and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks." Derrick said. "I guess I'll have to be on my guard from now on."

"Oh, you betcha." Ty said.

"Dinner should be ready in about twenty minutes." Alec said, turning back to the stove. He opened the oven door, and grabbed a potholder. He pulled out the pan with the chicken and set it up on a burner. He closed the oven and removed the foil over it. The steam rose from the pan, filling the kitchen with the most wonderful smell. Derrick and Ty stepped closer. Alec leaned back against them, pushing them back. "Don't crowd the cook, now." Alec opened the door again, and set the pan back in the oven. "This should brown everything nicely." Alec closed the door, and turned back around, looking at the two of them. "Now, all that's left is the sauce. So, if you two don't mind..."

"He gets a little pushy when he cooks, doesn't he?" Derrick asked, leaning toward Ty, talking out of the corner of his mouth, Ty tilted his head toward Derrick as well.

"Makes him sexy as fuck though, don't you think?"

"Yeah, have to agree with that one." Derrick said scratching his chin. Alec reached up with both hands, putting them on their chests, pushing on them, making them back up a few steps.

"Strong, too." Ty said.

"It's all those heavy boxes he wrestles at the store, you know."

"Jesus!" Alec said, rolling his eyes, turning back around. "Let me cook in peace!" Alec was smiling as he turned on the burner. "I must say though, that it's so much better cooking with gas than that electric stove at my mom's house. Even with all the noise around here."

"Oh, temperamental, too." Derrick said, nodding his head.

"Bitchy, I'd say." Ty said. Alec raised one eyebrow, turning his head toward them.

"Pissy, is a better word." Alec said, dryly.

"He's quicker than Conner." Ty said.

"On his game, this one is." Derrick said.

"I agree." Ty nodded.

"And there's that noise, again." Alec said, looking around. Derrick and Ty laughed out loud.

"I have to check the laundry." Derrick said, setting his wine down. He turned and walked toward the back door hallway, into the little laundry room. Ty was still watching Alec, as Ty moved to the counter and pulled out a stool and sat down. He folded his arms together on the counter. Alec looked up at him , smiled, and then went back to his sauce preparation. He enjoyed being watched while he cooked, he felt it heightened his focus. He struck a spoon with flair, swirling it around in the saucepan for Ty, looking up with a devilish smile as he stirred.

"Yep, sexy as fuck." Ty said softly. "You should have your own cooking show."

Alec lifted his, smiling wide. "You think so?" Alec wiggled his butt a little as he still stirred the saucepan. Ty chuckled watching him.

"You are so fucking hot to just watch, you know that?"

Alec softened his look at Ty. "How hot?"

"So hot, I'm sitting here, wanting to come over this counter and throw you on the floor."

"Really?" Alec wiggled his eyebrows, with a half grin.

"And you're a tease, too."

"I've been told that."

Derrick walked back over, putting his arm around Ty's shoulder as he slid up next to Ty. Derrick watched Alec for a long minute, as he slowly stirred.

"What's going on?" Derrick asked softly to Ty.

"Just sitting here watching your sexy chef."

"Ohhh." Derrick whispered. Derrick continued to watch Alec, as he stopped stirring, and opened the oven, pulling out the pan, setting it on the burners. He closed the door and then covered the pan with foil to let it rest for a few minutes. Alec looked down into the saucepan, and sniffed at it, and smiled, then looked up at the pair watching him.

"You gentlemen about ready?"

"I am." Derrick said with widened eyes.

"I'm starving to death." Ty said, getting up from his stool.

"Then, go and makes yourselves comfortable at the table. I'll bring it over in a minute."

Derrick picked up his wine and turned toward the table, Ty followed and they stepped over and sat down, Derrick at the head, Ty sitting to his left. Alec plated everything up and carried it around the counter, setting it in front of them. He went back to the stove, retrieving his sauce, transferred it into a serving bowl and walked back to the table. Derrick and Ty waited for him to join them.

They ate, mostly in silence. Derrick would moan now and then as he took a bite of this or that, and would roll his eyes softly, looking in Alec's direction. The sounds Derrick made had Alec smiling as he knew Derrick was loving what he had prepared.

"I think he's going to have to do this more often." Ty said, looking at Derrick.

"I would agree." Derrick said, looking back at Ty. Derrick looked back over at Alec. "When Conner comes back, you'll have to cook him something like this."

"He might just drop to his knee and propose." Ty said, chuckling.

"He just might." Derrick winked at Alec. Alec blushed, and then looked down at his plate.

Within a few minutes, everything was devoured. The three of them sat back in their chairs, pushing plates back away from them. Derrick picked up his wine glass and emptied it, and went to get up. Alec got to his feet first, and patted Derrick's arm, silently telling him to stay. Alec retrieved the bottle and poured for Derrick at the table, then set it down. Alec started to pick up plates.

"You cook,..." Derrick began, "I'll clean."

"No, you sit." Alec said, looking down on Derrick. "Enjoy your last day of vacation. I'll get it. I don't mind."

"That was outstanding, Alec." Derrick said. "Do you cook Italian?"

"From time to time, at my moms, yeah."

"Hmmm, gives me an idea." Derrick said quietly, almost to himself, as he scratched his chin.

Ty was watching Derrick, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, flexing his thick arms. He smiled, lifting the corner of his mouth, recognizing Derrick in thought. He smirked and then slowly leaned back. Derrick came back to the reality of his surroundings slowly. He slowly looked over to his left where Ty sat, lifting one eyebrow and looking at Ty with a slight smile.

"I know you have an idea." Ty said as he leaned forward again. ""What are you thinking?"

"He cooks. He cooks well. I'm thinking that he can cook at the restaurant." Derrick slowly threw a look in Ty's direction.

"Are you serious?" Ty asked in reply, flashing a look toward Alec and then back at Derrick. "Doesn't he have to be trained or something?"

"You like his cooking, don't you?"

"Well, yeah."

"Ask yourself...would you pay for it?"

Ty thought about it for a long moment. "Well, I suppose so."

"Is that a yes, or a no?"

"Yes, I would pay for it." Ty said, in a matter of fact voice.

"Then, there you have it. The new chef at the restaurant." Derrick concluded, and sat back in his chair. "That is, if he wants." Derrick shifted to one side in his chair. "Alec?"

Derrick called out. "Would you have a minute?"

Alec appeared at Derrick's elbow. "Sure. Can I get you something?"

Derrick looked up into that beautiful face, the dazzling eyes, surrounded by the two day stubble. "Yes, you can. I was just thinking...would you like to cook professionally?"

Alec sat down in the chair next to Derrick, his eyes wide. "You mean like in a restaurant?"


"It's always been a dream of mine, but I haven't gone to school or anything like that. No restaurant will hire me as a cook."

"Well, my dear boy, what if I told you that I could get you a shot in a restaurant, as a chef, without schooling?"

"Are you serious?" Alec asked, with loud excitement in his voice.

"Yes." Derrick leaned forward toward Alec.

"I would say...that I would do anything that you would want."

"Wow." Ty said, leaning forward on the table. "That's a lead in, if I ever heard one."



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