Building Things

Derrick rolled to his side trying to catch his breath. He widened his eyes for just a moment then blinked hard, trying to remove the stars that he was seeing. He heard a chuckle to his left in the bed and knew it all too well. Derrick rolled his head and looked at his husband and sighed as his breathing eased.

“I am so glad I’m going back to work tomorrow. You’re wearing me out.” Derrick said softly. Ty rolled his head and smiled, turning to his own side, putting his thick muscled arm over his husband’s defined chest. Derrick looked back at the ceiling.

“Am I getting to be too much for you?” Ty asked.

“I can only hope we’re still doing this in our eighties, just like this. Although, I might need oxygen to help by then.” Derrick rolled his head again, giving Ty a slight grin, “I love it that you can just keep going and going, I’ll never get enough of that.”

“Are you telling me that you want to do nothing but bottom from now on?” Ty asked with a smirk.

“I didn’t say that.” Derrick said and rolled to his side under his husband’s arm.

“Good, because as soon as I get back, be ready to pound my ass for the rest of the night. I want to go to work tomorrow bowlegged at my new job.” Ty said and rolled to the other side of the bed.

“Where’re you going?” Derrick asked.

“I need some water. All this panting you’re making me do is drying me out.” Ty smirked.

“Well, hurry your ass up then.” Derrick said and flashed his eyes, “Bring me one too while you’re at it.”

“Yes dear.” Ty said with a tone and a grin.

“Better put some shorts on, just in case the boys are out there.” Derrick said.

“Nothing they haven’t seen before I’m sure.”

“Do it anyway, please.” Derrick said and rolled to his back, bending an arm and putting it behind his head on the pillow, “They probably don’t need a shock treatment right now.” Ty reached down and picked up his shorts, slipping them on.

“Better?” Ty asked.

“For them, yes, for me, no.” Derrick said.

“Don’t you dare move.” Ty said as he walked around the bed going for the door. He pointed a finger down at Derrick, “You are so fucking sexy like that.”

“Well then, hurry up.” Derrick said as he watched Ty walk by him. Ty opened the door, leaving it open and walked down the little hallway. He rounded the corner into the kitchen and stopped.

“Hey, bud, what’s goin on?” Ty asked. Derrick heard him, he stayed still in the bed, “Where’s Greg?” Derrick didn’t hear the reply as he strained his ears to try and hear. Derrick tossed the sheet off him and got out of bed, reaching down for his own shorts, he pulled them on, snapping and zipping them as he came into the kitchen.

“Hey, buddy.” Derrick said, looking at Aiden and then at Ty, then back to Aiden. He was sitting at the counter, tracing a pattern in the granite with his finger and looked crushed. Ty went around and sat down next to him.

“What happened?” Ty asked softly. Aiden didn’t look up. Derrick opened the fridge and pulled out water bottles, setting two in front of Ty and Aiden, keeping one for himself. Aiden finally shrugged a bit.

“I think I did something wrong.” Aiden said softly.

“Why do you say that?” Ty asked.

“He just got up, said he had to go and walked out.” Aiden said still in the same tone.

“When was that?” Ty asked.

“Not sure.” Aiden said with a shrug, “A while ago, I guess.” Derrick looked at Ty, who looked at him and then back to Aiden.

“Was something going on?” Ty asked. Aiden nodded, “You want to tell us?” Ty asked carefully. Aiden let out a sigh and looked up at Derrick across the counter from him.

“I’m sorry.” Aiden said.

“Now what would you be sorry about?” Derrick asked. Aiden just shrugged.

“I keep bringing more problems.” Aiden looked like he was on the verge of tears, “We were kinda…making out…in between talking.” Aiden said.

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” Ty said.

“So, obviously something happened after that.” Derrick said. Aiden nodded.

“I guess I got a little carried away. He got up to go to the bathroom and when he came out, I was getting…undressed.” Aiden said.

“You mean like…naked?” Ty asked. Aiden nodded, “Kinda jumped ahead to the next step, huh?” Ty asked softly, putting an arm around Aiden’s shoulders, “So…did he say anything before he left…like I’ll call you later, or…give me a call?” Ty asked softly. Aiden shook his hung head. Ty and Derrick saw a tear drop, “Hey, buddy, I’m sure it’s gonna be fine, you wait and see.”

“I really messed it up…didn’t I? I keep doing that. Why do I keep doing that?” Aiden asked as he lifted his head.

“I’m not so sure, Aiden.” Derrick said softly, leaning on his hands, “Maybe it just scared him a little or maybe he’s just still trying to figure it out for himself.”

“What were you guys talking about?” Ty asked.

“Him mostly.” Aiden said and shook his head, “You know…being with girls and all that. Remember he said he’s gotten further with them than he has me.”

“And that could be a good thing, bud.” Ty said and squeezed his fingers a bit into Aiden’s shoulder, “You know, he’s still trying to figure all this out, just like Derrick said, I’m sure of it.”

“You think he’ll ever talk to me again?” Aiden asked as he looked at Ty, who nodded.

“You’re a great guy, Aid, you know you are. You got a lot of things going for you, I’m sure he realizes that. Think about it for just a second. You call him, you tell him what’s up with all this crap with your mom, and then he comes over here to check on you. That tells me that he at least cares about what’s going on with you and to make sure you’re alright, don’t you think?” Ty asked.

“I guess so.”

“So you jumped the gun a little bit.” Ty said, “That’s not a bad thing, bud. It should tell him what you’re really thinking, especially about him. I mean the dude is really smokin’ hot. And if you want him to be your first one, then I think it’s awesome and it also shows something else.”

“What?” Aiden asked and sniffled.

“You’ve got really good taste.” Ty said and flashed his eyes. Aiden cracked a smile and hung his head. The house phone rang. Derrick looked at the clock on the far wall, it was just after seven in the evening, on a Sunday. He frowned and went over to it as Ty kept comforting Aiden.

“Hello?” Derrick asked after he picked up the phone, “Hey…slow down, slow down, it’s okay. Let me get Ty for you, hold on.” Derrick turned with the phone in his hand, Ty was looking over the top of Aiden at Derrick, “You better take this.” Derrick said, covering the mouthpiece with his thumb. Ty got off the stool and had a worried look on his face as he came to Derrick holding out his hand to take the phone.

“Who is it?” Ty asked as Derrick handed him the phone with a raised eyebrow and walked away, “Hello?” Ty asked and went a bit wide eyed, “Where the hell have you been?”

“Who is it?” Aiden asked as Derrick sat down at the counter next to him and reached for his bottle of water.

“It’s your Uncle Bart.” Derrick said, twisting off the cap.

“Oh shit.” Aiden whispered.

“I did the only thing I could do, Bart.” Ty said, he listened, “Well I don’t know, bud, she’s your fucking sister. Have you called her?” Ty asked rolling his eyes, “Well that’s typical I guess.”

“What’s typical?” Derrick asked Aiden softly.

“House phone is probably shut off again.” Aiden whispered, “She never pays the bill unless she realizes it’s been cut off.”

“Listen, maybe you should just go over there.” Ty said, “I don’t know, Bart, like I said, she’s your sister.” Ty said and listened, “Is he alright? That fat fucker touch him?” Ty asked, “You sure?” He listened, “No, I told him I was comin back if he laid a hand on him. I meant it. I’ll rip that fucker apart.” Ty said and listened, “Well, get in line, buddy.” Ty said, he listened again, “No, Aiden’s fine. He can stay here with us as long as he wants or needs. Don’t thank me, thank Derrick, it’s his house.” Ty said, “Yeah, no I’ll tell him. Just text him the address where you want him in the morning. Yeah, I’ll cover it, don’t worry. Alright, you stay in touch.” Ty said and listened, “And I meant what I said, he better not touch Seth. Alright, talk to you later.” Ty said and hung up the phone, “Fucking hell.”

“Problems, babe?” Derrick asked. Ty spun around and threw his hands in the air.

“Yeah, we can talk about it later.”

“Uncle T…” Aiden started to say as Ty came toward them, holding up his hands to stop him.

“Bud, you’ve got enough shit goin’ on right now, you don’t need anything else. I can handle what’s going on with your uncle and your mom, don’t worry.” Ty said.

“Is Seth alright?” Aiden asked. Ty nodded to him as there was a knock on the back door.

“Who the fuck is that?” Ty asked, rolling his eyes again, “I’ll get it. I need to think a minute anyway.” Ty walked across the kitchen and down the little hall, opening the back door and was wide eyed. He pushed open the screen, “What’s goin’ on?” Ty asked in a whisper.

“Is it okay if I talk to him?” Greg asked in a whisper. Ty nodded and stepped out of the way for him to let him in.

“Who is it, babe?” Derrick asked as he looked and then raised an eyebrow when he saw, “Well, well, well, look who’s here.” Derrick said softly. Aiden turned and looked and he was totally shocked, his jaw dropped. He got off the stool and took a couple of steps.

“Hi.” Greg said, rubbing his sweaty palms on his jeans. He looked a bit more than nervous.

“Hi.” Aiden said still with wide eyes. Ty came around the counter and went all the way to the other end, coming up behind Derrick.

“I’m sorry I…uh…bombed out on you like that.”

“It’s okay, probably my fault.” Aiden said and Greg shook his head at him.

“No, it wasn’t…I was wondering…maybe…we could…you know…talk some more?” Greg asked with a shrug. Aiden nodded slowly, “Would it be okay…if maybe…I stayed over?” Greg asked and Ty caught his breath with a slight gasp. Aiden spun and looked at Derrick and Ty, who were both nodding rapidly with bugged eyes without saying a word. Aiden was breathing hard all of a sudden. He turned back and looked at Greg.

“Are you sure?” Aiden asked and Greg nodded.

“I…had to…you know…go home and tell them…my folks. They said it was cool.” Greg said.

“You told them…what?” Aiden asked slowly letting the last word hang.

“That I was staying with a friend. Is that okay?” Greg asked quietly.

“Uh…yeah.” Ty said and Derrick elbowed him making him grunt.

“Great. Thanks.” Greg said to them. He stepped forward a step looking at Aiden, “You made me stop and think. I don’t know why, but I think…no, I know…this is what I really want.” Greg said above a whisper.

“Really?” Aiden asked. He was still breathing hard.

“Yeah…uh, okay.” Ty said, “Well, listen, uh…you guys go and talk or whatever, because I need to talk to Derrick. Uh, hey, Aid, uh…check your phone, bud. Your Uncle Bart texted you an address you guys are working at in the morning.” Ty said. Derrick was glued to watching the two teens in front of them. Aiden just nodded, still breathing hard and didn’t really know what to do. Ty came around Derrick and went up behind Aiden, “You guys need anything…we’ll leave the back door unlocked…just come on in.” Ty said putting his hands on Aiden and kind of guided him to move forward.

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Alec was finishing the dishes, drying them as Madame Julienne walked into the kitchen. She saw the stacks of everything and came around Alec and started to take the stacks and put them away on the open shelves where they belonged.

“Are the kids alright?” Alec asked her. He put the towel over his shoulder and carried the stainless-steel pan over to the stove, hanging it where it belonged.

“May I ask you a question, Mister Alec?” She asked as she came back for another stack of plates.

“Sure.” Alec said.

“What is your opinion of Robert?” She asked as she turned with plates in her hands. Alec was a bit taken aback by the question.

“Uh…I guess he’s an alright guy. Why do you ask?” Alec asked in return with his eyes on her.

“I was just wondering as there seems to be something bothering Robert.” She said. Alec rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, I’m sure there is.” He said, mostly to himself. She set the plates on the open shelf and looked at him.

“And what do you think that is?” She asked softly.

“Do I have to spell it out?” Alec asked as he raised an eyebrow, her look never changed, “He hit on me again after everyone left the dining room. I turned him down.”

“So, you have another opinion of him then.” She said. Alec sighed.

“I guess I do.” Alec said and leaned back against the stove, crossing his arms, “I mean, he’s breath taking, he really is. But, why would he try something right under her nose like that.”

“I think he has a need. I don’t understand it myself, or even pretend to.” She said as she put the last of the dishes away.

“I’ll be honest with you.” Alec said, “I probably shouldn’t, but, what the hell.” He shook his head a bit, “Back home…I was kind of known to…ugh…bed hop.”

“Bed hop?” She asked. Alec rolled his eyes again.

“I kinda slept around. You know what I mean?” Alec asked and she smiled and nodded, “Well…like I’ve said, it got bad between Conner and me because of that. It broke us up actually and it was really my fault.” Alec said and lowered his head, shaking it a bit, “I’ve had different relationships with different people but none were ever really like what I felt with Conner. If felt so right between us. And after screwing it up, I never want to take that chance again, you know what I mean?”

“I think I do.” She said quietly, “It’s like we talked about. There is a love between you two. You know there is and you won’t jeopardize it. I think that’s very admirable.”

“I think so as well.” Another voice said from the doorway of the kitchen. They both looked over toward it. Chevelle was standing there. She smiled and came forward as Alec stood, turning to face her. She stepped forward and came up on her toes, kissing Alec on the cheek, “Thank you.” She said softly.

“Uh…you’re welcome.” Alec said confused.

“I hope you can forgive him for what he said to you.” Chevelle said.

“It’s nothing…really.” Alec said and wanted to leave it alone. Chevelle looked at her mother.

“Mama, I think we will be leaving tomorrow in the early afternoon. I hope you can understand why.”

“You must do what you feel is right for you, dear one, you know that.” Madame Julienne said with a smile, “I think I will be off to bed. Mister Alec, leave everything else where it is and I will take care of it in the morning.”

“I can…” Alec started to say but she gave him that look and he eased himself, “Yes, ma’am.” He said slightly defeated. Madame Julienne stepped forward and kissed her daughter then pat Alec on the arm.

“I will see you both in the morning.” She said quietly and walked away from them. Alec just looked after her as Chevelle turned her attention toward Alec.

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Conner sat on the bed, going through his phone. He had changed into the ‘sleep wear’ that had been left for him. He only wore the bottoms and had to admit to himself that they did feel very comfortable, although a bit revealing as they were low cut and barely covered his hips. He had to tie them a bit tight just to keep them up. He set the phone down and went over to the TV, picking up the remote. He turned it on and it came up. He started flipping the channels until he found world news. He watched it for a minute and went over and sat on the bed, picking up his phone again. The emails that were there were mostly from the company. He would answer them tomorrow once he reached the office. There was a knock on the door. He set the phone down once again and went to the door. He opened it.

“Well, those are very nice…and revealing.” Victoria said as her eyes went up and down him.

“Yeah, thanks, not really my style though.” Conner said and let her in, “How are the ladies?”

“Thankfully, they’re all turning in for the evening, waiting for their husbands or significant others to show up.” Victoria said, “What have you been doing?”

“Well I just turned on the TV and wanted to catch up with the news after going through some emails.” Conner said coming around her, “So, you wanted to talk, let’s talk.” Conner said and went over to the bed, picking up his phone. Her eyes were on him.

“What do you think of Cynthia Stewart?” Victoria asked. Conner turned and looked at her.

“She seems nice enough.” Conner said, “Why do you ask?”

“Because I think it was her that sicked Ernst on you.” Victoria said as she went over to a chair and sat down. Conner came over and sat down in a chair of his own opposite her.

“Why do you think that?”

“Because I saw her talking to Ernst just before he ran over and got in your face. I think she instigated it with him. I’ve never trusted her, especially after I caught her.” Victoria said.

“Caught her doing what?” Conner asked.

“Sneaking out of my father’s bedroom one night.”

“Seriously?” Conner asked with wide eyes. Victoria nodded.

“It happened more than once too.”

“She and your dad are having an affair?” Conner asked with wide eyes.

“Welcome to big business or so they say. I don’t think they’re still doing it now though.”

“Wow.” Conner said and narrowed his eyes a bit, “That kind of makes sense though.”

“What makes sense?” Victoria asked.

“It’s when your dad and I were having our little talk earlier when I first got here.” Conner said, “He kept asking me about what I thought about the women that were here, that included you and Cynthia Stewart.”

“What did you tell him?”

“I told him that everyone seemed nice and good looking, you know, the typical thing.” Conner said with a shrug.

“Covering tracks, are we?” She asked with a bit of a smirk, “Let’s change subjects, shall we? So, what about your guy, this love of your life?”

“Alec?” Conner asked and smiled, “You want to see a picture?”

“Oooh, of course I do.” She smiled and wiggled a bit. Conner got up and opened his gallery on his phone. He thumbed through a few and settled on one as he knelt next to her chair. It was taken in the apartment, Alec in jeans and sneakers, his shirt off, his arm against the wall, his feet crossed, “Oh lord.” Victoria said seeing the definition of Alec’s bare chest and abs, “Conner, my god, he’s absolutely beautiful.”

“I think so as well. He makes my stomach flip every time I look at him.” Conner said softly.

“He should.” She said and practically purred, “Those eyes of his, they’re so piercing.” She said.

“Yeah, I know, they cut right through me.”

“You need to get back to him as soon as you can.”

“I plan on it.” Conner said and pulled the phone back. He went through a few other pictures and found another one, Alec laying on the couch, fully dressed, in the apartment looking over at Conner with a beautiful smile and he showed it to her.

“I’d be all over that.” She said.

“I took that the day before we had…problems.” Conner said and the memory turned his mood a little.

“What problems could you have with that?” She asked.

“My mother and her…meddling.”

“What?”

“Long story.” Conner said, “It kind of killed us and what we had for a while. I just hope that when I get back to him that we’re going to be okay from now on.”

“You’d better.” She said and he looked at her as he was still knelt down near her, “You listen to me, Conner Van Owen, don’t you ever let anyone get in between you two. If you love him like I think you do, tell him, show him. Don’t worry about anybody else. Make him the center of your world.”

“You kind of sound like my father when you talk like that.” Conner said.

“Believe me, I know what I’m talking about, especially with you. You were everything to me, Conner, everything. I just want you to be happy, and that’s bottom line.”

“That means a lot coming from you, Vick, thanks.”

“And in other news,” The voice said on the TV, “today began a massive salvage operation between the United States Navy and Platt Worldwide to recover a freighter that was lost after a freak mishap when the freighter apparently caught fire and sank. Sources say that the entire crew was lost during the unfortunate…”

“What the fuck?” Conner asked hearing the TV and rose to his feet looking at the TV.

“What is it?” Victoria asked as she rose to her feet, standing beside Conner, “That’s one of my father’s ships.” Victoria said as the TV showed several Navy ships surrounding another ship with a dark blue hull.

“…Habiness Insurance is the underwriter for the freighter that was lost, which was owned by the ABL Corporation based in the United States. Habiness Insurance and ABL were unavailable for comment regarding the salvage operations.” The anchor on the TV said, “And now, turning to the world of sports…” The voice drifted away as Conner lowered the sound with the remote.

“They’re talking about our ship that was lost. Why is your father’s company involved in the salvage?” Conner asked and looked at Victoria, who raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything, “That’s another thing he was asking me about when we talked, he wanted to know if the insurance company had contacted me.”

“Have they?” Victoria asked and Conner nodded.

“When I was leaving the hotel to come here. There were two men there in the lobby, they said they were from the insurance company. Your father’s driver seemed to think that they were government men though. He pulled me out of there and drove me out here and told me to ask your father about it.” Conner said, “What do you know about this, Vick?”

“I stay out of my father’s business.” She said, “I don’t want to know a thing about it, Conner, really I don’t.”

“You sure?” Conner asked. She nodded. There was a soft knock on the door, “You expecting someone?” Conner asked and she shook her head.

“Uh, it’s your room. But I think I have an idea who it might be.” Victoria said softly, as she grabbed Conner’s arm, “Play it cool. Let me hide out of the way and just go with it like I’m not here.”

“What?” Conner asked and Victoria gave him a look, Conner rolled his eyes.

“Get the door.” Victoria said in a whisper as she hid on the other side of a tall cabinet near the door. There was another soft knock. Conner went to the door, looked toward Victoria once and then put his hand on the knob.

“This is like a fucking spy movie.” Conner whispered. He opened the door a bit, going wide eyed.

“I was beginning to wonder.”

“Mrs. Stewart.” Conner said, holding onto the door, looking her up and down in a skimpy negligee and see thru robe, wearing high heels.

“Cynthia, please. Are you alone?” Cynthia Stewart asked. Her eyes ran up and down Conner in his revealing ‘sleep wear’ bottoms as he was not wearing a shirt.

“Uh…yes.” Conner said, “What…what can I do for you?”

“May I come in?”

“Uh…I was about to get into bed actually.”

“Perfect.” Her voice purred.

“Is there something I can help you with?” Conner asked and Cynthia Stewart stepped forward. One hand reached down and cupped Conner in his bulging crotch. He grunted a bit, “Mrs. Stewart…”

“Why should we pretend…Conner.” She said and it wasn’t put out as a question. Her hand pulled back a bit, but her index finger traced his outline.

“I’m…I’m…not sure what you mean….but…and I’m…flattered, really, I am….but what…what about your husband?”

“He’s still a bit busy downstairs with Hiram and the other men talking business.” She said in a seductive voice, “Besides, he knows.”

“He…he…knows?” Conner asked.

“My tastes, Conner.” She said and leaned forward a bit, cupping him again in his crotch, “And you fit them…perfectly.”

“Uh…Mrs. Stewart, really…I hope I didn’t give you…the wrong impression, but I’m involved…with someone.” Conner said.

“Victoria?” She asked and squeezed Conner a bit more, feeling all of him now, “She’s a child, Conner. A sweet child, but I can show you so much more than she ever could.”

“I have no doubt.” Conner said dryly and put a hand to her wrist, “Like I said, I’m flattered, really.” Conner said as he pulled her hand away from him, “It’s late, I’m tired, and I think I’m going to bed…alone. I have a long day tomorrow.”

“You will never have anyone that can treat you the way I will.”

“You don’t give up, do you?” Conner asked raising an eyebrow, “I’ll just say good night. Thanks for stopping by.” Conner said, gently closed the door and locked it. He turned and leaned against it, looking at the ceiling.

“Thanks for stopping by?” Victoria asked as she stood in front of Conner with her arms folded under her chest, “Is that the best you could come up with?”

“Fuckin kidding me?” Conner asked as he looked at her, “This is worse than a fucking spy movie.”

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Ty clasped his hands tight onto Derrick’s defined pecs and clenched his fingers as he hissed through his teeth. Their eyes were locked on each other’s as Derrick was slowly and deliberately sliding in and out of Ty’s stretched hole as he rode his husband.

“You’re so fucking big, I love it.” Ty hissed as he took in a breath through his nose.

“Not as big as you, baby.” Derrick panted, “No one’s as big as you.”

“I don’t think so.” Ty panted as he rolled his hips on Derrick’s thick length inside of him, “You fill me like no one else ever has, I fuckin love it.”

“Glad you do, baby.” Derrick panted as he gripped Ty’s muscled thighs, “But I love it when you’re inside of me.”

“Then I guess we’ll just keep having to switch off every night.”

“Do you love fucking me?” Derrick asked as he pushed up into his husband.

“You know I do, baby.” Ty panted and then groaned.

“Because I love fucking you too.” Derrick grunted as he pulled out a bit and then slid back into the tight warmth.

“Are we fucking?” Ty asked as he panted, “Because it feels like we’re making love.”

“Is this better?” Derrick asked as he ground his hips upward.

“I love making love with you.” Ty panted and rolled his hips, making Derrick grunt a bit, “Fuck that’s so good.”

“Yeah, it is.” Derrick growled as he moved his hips again, “You’re so warm inside, I love it.”

“Can’t wait for winter, and doin this with you.” Ty hissed and closed his eyes feeling what was inside of him, “We can climb into bed and watch the snow fall…” Ty groaned as Derrick was pushing up into again, “and make love like this for hours.”

“So hot.” Derrick panted as he thrust back into the bed and then pushed upward into his husband, “Can’t wait for that, our first winter together.”

“With lots more to come.” Ty panted as he looked down at Derrick in the dim light of the room.

Long shadows were now in the room about them as the evening was settling in. The light of the day in the big window behind them cast those long shadows as that light slipped away, Derrick and Ty were in the middle of the big bed. They moved in rhythm with one another, accustomed to their love making, but it was never old to them, just getting better and better as they went along with each and every day.

Derrick loved looking at this beautiful man that he loved so much that was above him. All of those muscles that were so pronounced, so defined in his body he never got tired of it, and there was that handsome face that he loved so much as well. Ty was perfect Derrick thought, perfect in all ways. He felt so loved and so lucky to have this man, a true man, in his life.

Ty as well loved looking at his husband, this man under him, a total man he thought. His muscled form that he admired so much, defined, yes, but not as defined as he was. He knew that but admired it, as Ty thought to himself that he had become a slave to his own body as it were. Having to work constantly in all things to keep his definition going and not let it slip away from him. Ty admired and almost worshiped Derrick’s skin color, that olive complexion that he had, that dark color of his hair, those long dark eyelashes that Derrick had, that chiseled jawline that was so square now covered with a two day growth. Ty loved it, all of it, and everything about Derrick that made him who he is, made him crave him, beyond a desire as it were, and when Derrick was inside of him, making love to him as he was right now, it was better than anything that Ty knew…it was bringing it for him, that feeling that he loved, but yet felt was a curse, that feeling over his multiple orgasms that he possessed.

“Babe…uh…you’re gonna make me cum.” Ty panted and closed his eyes as it was building in intensity.

“Cum, baby…cum for me.” Derrick growled as he picked up his pace a bit, his hips thrusting up and down as he used the bed for leverage as he thrust in and out of Ty. Ty groaned as he let go, never touching himself as he cut loose, spraying his essence all over Derrick’s chest and stomach, “Yeah…yeah, that’s what I want.” Derrick growled as he kept moving. He knew that Ty was capable of more, many more orgasms like that before they were done. Ty held onto Derrick’s defined pecs and looked down at him, lifting his own hips just a bit.

“Give it to me…give it to me harder.”

“You’ll make me cum.” Derrick panted as their eyes met. Ty nodded his head a bit.

“I know.” Ty said through clenched teeth.

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Aiden was on his back on the bed. Greg was working over his neck, kissing and licking up to Aiden’s ear, his soft spot, as hands worked and roamed over each part of the young bodies. Aiden was breathing hard and was trapped in his clothes, as was Greg.

“I need to move.” Aiden panted. Greg sucked on Aiden’s lobe.

“Where do you need to go?” Greg asked as he tongued Aiden’s ear now.

“I need to get out of these.” Aiden said as he clenched his hand on one of Greg’s muscled ass cheeks indicating the jeans.

“Pants too tight?” Greg asked and knew full well the skinny jeans on Aiden were constricting him. Aiden nodded and panted as Greg kept working his ear.

“I’m so hard, they’re killing me.” Aiden panted.

“Poor baby.” Greg said teasingly as he tongued the ear again, “Let me help you.” Greg said and slid a hand down to the top of Aiden’s jeans. He worked the top button of them deftly, opening them and Aiden’s eyes went wide.

“Whoa.” Aiden panted, “You want me naked?” He asked as Greg unzipped them.

“Not yet.” Greg said as he went back to Aiden’s neck with his lips, kissing and licking the smooth skin under them, “I just want to let you loose.” Greg said above a whisper and lightly cupped his hand on Aiden’s hard length over his underwear he wore. Aiden gasped at being touched, “I know this is what you want, I want it too.” Greg whispered and attacked Aiden’s neck, kissing, biting, sucking the soft skin. Aiden was over the moon with it and clenched his hands into Greg’s muscular back as Greg climbed more on top of Aiden. Greg ground his hips against Aiden, both of their trapped hard lengths against each other now, “Is that better?” Greg asked.

“Only if we were naked.” Aiden panted. Greg pulled up his face and looked at Aiden.

“Is that what you want?”

“Do you?” Aiden asked, “I don’t want to rush you.”

“I think I’ve waited long enough.” Greg said as he scanned Aiden’s eyes, “Like I said before, this is what I want.”

“Then give it to me…give it all to me.” Aiden panted and then lifted his head, opening his mouth and kissed Greg, giving him his tongue. Greg responded to it, tonguing Aiden back making him moan softly.

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“Why is this like a spy movie to you?” Victoria asked. Conner rolled his eyes and shook his head still leaning against the door of the room. He finally looked down at her.

“Because of all the shit that’s going on.”

“What else is going on?” She asked.

“Can I trust you?” Conner asked. She frowned with pursed lips, “I’m not trying to piss you off, Vick, believe me.”

“Conner…you know me better than anyone, what do you think?”

“Let’s sit down.” Conner said, going around her. He went over to a chair and dropped in it as she came to the one she had used earlier across from him and sat down.

“What’s going on?” She asked.

“Like you saw on the news, your father seems to be involved with the ship that we lost, why I don’t know yet.”

“What was the ship carrying?” She asked.

“Do you remember what the guy said on the news?” Conner asked, “About the crew?”

“Yes. He said the entire crew was lost. It’s tragic.”

“That’s not exactly true. They all got off the ship, they’re still alive or at least one of them is.” Conner said and she went wide eyed, “You can’t breathe a word of this.”

“I won’t.” She said and leaned on her thighs with her forearms, “How do you know?”

“Because I met the Captain.” Conner said.

“What?” She asked and Conner nodded with a raised eyebrow.

“I have him stashed safely away.”

“No wonder you think it’s a spy movie. What was the ship carrying?” She asked.

“Part of the cargo was nuclear fuel rods.”

“Okay…I’m not a scientist.”

“They were bound for the Persian Gulf with them.” Conner said slowly and she dropped her jaw, “Now you see what the problem is?”

“Oh holy shit. That’s why the American Navy is there, isn’t it?” She asked, “They’re after the fuel rods. What are you going to do?”

“I have no idea.” Conner said and sat back. He thought a long moment and sat forward again, “Do you think she’s part of this?”

“You mean Cynthia?” Victoria asked thinking and then nodded, “Probably. It kinda makes sense if she is, and if she is, then my father’s involved, and not only with his ship.”

“What makes you say that?” Conner asked.

“Let’s just say that my father is politically connected.”

“Oh shit.” Conner said and shook his head, “You think maybe he’s…?”

“I’m not sure, but I wouldn’t put it past him.” She said, thinking more, “If he helps the Americans get what they want, it would be a big feather for him, I’m sure.”

“I need to talk to my father about this.” Conner said.

“Do you think he knows something?”

“Probably. There’s not much he doesn’t know about what goes on with the company, I mean it is his after all.” Conner said, “Jesus, this is getting bad, really bad.”

“So, what now?” Victoria asked.

“I don’t know. I’ll just have to wait for morning, I guess.” Conner said.

“Maybe you should call your father now.”

“I need more information. I don’t want to talk to him without all the facts first. It might piss him off and then he won’t tell me anything. He’s kind of a hardass that way.” Conner said.

“What else do you need?” Victoria asked.

“Need to know what your father is really doing out there, what he’s getting out of this. And I think I need to talk to that Captain again.”

“Do you want me to ask my father?” Victoria asked. Conner shook his head.

“No. You said that you don’t want to know anything about your father’s business, Vick. It might get bad for you if you start asking questions all of a sudden.” Conner said.

“And then again it might not. It was just on world news, wasn’t it? It’s out in the open now, whatever’s going on.” Victoria said. Conner frowned.

“No, stay out of it, Vick, it’s better that way.” Conner said.

“You don’t need to protect me, Conner, if that’s what you’re thinking.” Victoria said.

“No it’s not, this is my problem, not yours. I’ll handle this. Besides, it was our ship that was lost.” Conner said.

“Are you sure?” She asked and Conner nodded, “Alright, then I’ll say good night.” She rose up out of her chair and came to him, bending down and kissing his cheek, making him smile a bit. She put a hand on his bare shoulder and pat it gently, going to the door. She unlocked it, opened it and went to step out and stopped as she looked in the hallway. She stepped back in, closing the door quietly. Conner was looking at her as she turned around.

“What’s wrong?”

“She’s still out there.” Victoria whispered. Conner got up out of his chair.

“What?” Conner asked. Victoria was a bit bug eyed as Conner came to her at the door. She stepped out of the way and Conner quietly opened it and looked out a bit. He watched with only one eye as Cynthia Stewart was standing in the hall near the end and was talking now to Platt. Conner quietly closed the door, “Shit.” He whispered.

“What did you see?” Victoria asked, still whispering.

“She’s talking to your father at the end of the hall.”

“What?”

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Alec made his way up to the master suite. He went in through the open large double doors and stopped, thinking about it for a moment. He closed the stationary door and set the top and bottom throws into the upper jamb and the floor. He closed the swinging door and locked it. His thought of Robert and what he might try in the middle of the night was unnerving Alec a little and he felt that he didn’t want to take any chances all of a sudden. He went over to the bed and picked up his phone from the nightstand that was there. He opened it and sat down. He stared at the text app and was feeling nervous even more. He opened it.

‘hey’ He texted, sending it and thought some more, ‘was thinking about you. miss you very much.’ He sent it. He waited for what seemed like an eternity to him and his phone dinged.

‘miss you too so much. can’t wait to see you.’

‘when?’ Alec typed back.

‘day after tomorrow I hope.’

‘good. need to talk.’ Alec typed.

‘you ok?’

‘yes’ Alec finally typed. He stripped out of his clothes, dropping them beside the huge bed.

‘something wrong?’

‘just miss you’

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“Is that him?” Victoria asked as she watched Conner texting.

“Yeah.” Conner said with a smile.

“Well, this is awkward.” She said as she sat down in the chair again.

“Why?” Conner asked.

“Think about it.” She said and raised an eyebrow. Conner chuckled.

“Well, we’re not having phone sex.”

“Not yet.” She chuckled as well.

“He won’t.” Conner said.

“Why not?”

“Because…he said we needed to talk first face to face and get everything settled between us before any sex of any kind happened.” Conner said.

“He sounds intense.”

“He can be, but not like you think.” Conner said. He texted something else.

“What’s he really like?” Victoria asked. Conner looked up at her sitting across from him making him smile even more.

“He’s into old movies, loves them. He’s quite the film buff.” Conner said and sat back with a soft smile, “He’s got a really big family, brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, and he’s crazy about them all. They’re all kind of tight.”

“You’ve met them?”

“Yeah, once.” Conner said and smiled wider, “Really good people.”

“What does he do?”

“He’s a chef in an Italian restaurant that a friend of ours co-owns.” Conner said, “He’s the one that got him the job.”

“Really.” She said, “He’s a chef and looks like that? I thought chefs were all big and round or something.”

“The owner is.” Conner said and chuckled, “Emilio. He’s such a sweet old guy and loves Alec to death.”

“Really?” She asked and Conner nodded.

“Alec was scared out of his mind to tell him about going to school at the Cordon Bleu as he had just got the job and all and had a hard time telling Emilio about it. But the old guy was actually thrilled and hugged him so tight I thought Alec’s eyes were going to explode out of his head.” Conner said.

“You were there?” She asked and Conner nodded, “So, what about the Cordon Bleu? I hear it’s a really big thing in France.”

“It is I guess. My father arranged it for him actually. Part of…an apology to him for us going through so much crap from my mother.” Conner said.

“What?”

“Long story.” Conner said and his phone dinged. He looked down and his eyes bugged a bit, “Holy shit.”

“What’s he doing?” She asked. Conner looked at her a bit stunned. She smiled, “Lemme me see.” She said in a playful tone.

“Uh…no, not goin there.” Conner said and sat back.

“Is it…naughty?” She asked wiggling her eyebrows and Conner cleared his throat, “It is.” She said and got up, “I think it’s time for me to leave and give you two some privacy.” She went to the door again as Conner’s phone dinged again. He looked at it and groaned a bit. Victoria opened the door a little and looked out. She didn’t see anyone in the long wide hallway and looked back at Conner, who was right behind her now, “Looks like the coast is clear.” She said and kissed Conner’s cheek, “I’ll see you in the morning. Don’t stay up too late with him.”

“Try not to.” Conner said but put his hand on her arm. She looked up at him, “Thanks, Vick.” He said softly. She smiled and walked away from him. He watched her for a minute as she went down the wide hallway and then he went back into the room, closing the door, locking it. Conner texted again with a smile. He opened the camera app and turned the phone and took a picture of himself. He checked it and liked what he saw then sent it to Alec.

‘damn! those are hot! where did they come from?’

‘long story. you like them?’ Conner texted.

‘love them. love whats in them 2’

‘good. love you 2’ Conner texted.

‘where are u?’

‘business associates house. private room’ Conner texted.

‘u alone?’

‘yes’

‘good’

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Aiden was panting hard as Greg pushed up Aiden’s shirt, bunching it up under the raised arms and under Aiden’s chin. Aiden was trying to reach to get it off but couldn’t quite reach it. He could feel Greg’s hot breath on the skin of his chest.

“You’re so warm, so smooth.” Greg whispered as he hovered his mouth over Aiden’s right nipple, “I’m not sure what to do.” Greg whispered and Aiden was about to scream. Greg put out his tongue and licked at the medallion a couple of times, Aiden thrusted his head back into the bed from the touch. He bucked his hips up into Greg, crotch to crotch, “I guess you liked that, huh?” Greg whispered and did it again.

“Fuck.” Aiden panted and now fought to get out of his shirt. Greg pulled back his face and pushed the shirt up even more to help him, Aiden grabbing it and ripped it off him, tossing it away. His hands came down and grabbed the back of Greg’s head, lifting his own as his eyes were wild looking to Greg, making him smile.

“I think I found a tender spot on you.” Greg whispered.

“So good.” Aiden panted. Greg gave him a grin, locking his eyes on Aiden’s and bent down again, putting his tongue out, touching the sensitive area. Aiden groaned as he watched what Greg was doing to him, feeling it as well. Greg licked it and Aiden drew in a breath through his clenched teeth. Aiden still held Greg’s head in his hands, running his fingers through his short hair.

“I wonder what other places there are on you that will make you do that.” Greg whispered.

“I don’t know.” Aiden panted as Greg did it again.

“Maybe some place…lower.” Greg whispered and licked the sensitive nipple once again. Aiden closed his eyes tight and held Greg there. Greg twirled his tongue around the area and then sucked on it. Aiden cried out, clenching his fingers into the soft hair. Greg lifted his head, looking at Aiden, “Can I touch you again?” Greg asked in a whisper. Aiden opened his eyes wide. He could feel the hand moving slowly over his skin, going lower, “I’ve never touched another guy before tonight, would it be okay?” Greg whispered and Aiden was nodding rapidly, wanting it, needing it so bad. Greg’s hand came closer, fingers lightly dragging over the soft warm skin, Greg sliding off Aiden a bit, keeping his right leg between Aiden’s. Greg’s fingers came over the opened jeans, touching the soft cotton of Aiden’s boxer briefs, running along the waistband of them. Aiden was panting, jerking a bit at being touched. The fingers ran over the long bulge, tracing it, tickling it slightly and Aiden closed his eyes. His deepest desires were finally happening to him.

“You’re leaking.” Greg whispered as he touched the growing wet spot just under the waistband. Aiden was still panting from what was happening to him, “I think I am too.”

“Are you?” Aiden asked as he moaned through his panting.

“Does this feel good to you?”

“Fuck yes.” Aiden whispered and arched his back a little, “I want to do it to you.”

“You will.” Greg whispered, “But I want to do this to you first.”

“You make me want to cum so bad.”

“Not yet.” Greg whispered as he drug his fingers up and down Aiden’s throbbing length, “You feel really big.”

“Do I?” Aiden asked with another moan.

“I don’t know if I can suck it yet.” Greg whispered.

“You don’t have to…it’s okay.” Aiden panted and opened his eyes with a flutter.

“I want to make you feel good.” Greg whispered.

“You are.” Aiden panted and groaned feeling the fingers on him, tracing over the outline of his hardness, up and down, and then he groaned even deeper as he felt Greg’s hand grip him tight through the underwear.

“This is hotter than anything I’ve ever done.” Greg whispered listening to Aiden groan and pant.

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Derrick had Ty on his back, looking down at him, still buried deep inside him, rocking his hips a bit, sending his hard length in and out of Ty’s spread hole slowly. Their eyes were locked on each other, Ty had his thick muscled arms up and around Derrick’s neck, fingers locked with one another as he stared up at his husband. Derrick had his hands on the bed to each side of Ty’s head.

“I love you.” Ty said softly as Derrick moved in and out of him a bit.

“I love you too.”

“This feels so good.”

“Yeah it does.” Derrick said and licked his dry lips.

“Fuck me hard.”

“Not yet. This feels too good.” Derrick whispered.

“I need it.” Ty panted and thrust his hips a bit against Derrick.

“Really want to walk bowlegged tomorrow, don’t you?” Derrick asked with a grin. Ty widened his eyes.

“You bet I do.” Ty thrust his hips again, “Fuck me hard.”

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‘what happened to wanting to talk face to face before any kind of sex?’ Conner texted.

‘miss you 2 much’

‘miss u more than you know’ Conner texted.

‘having a hard time here’

‘didn’t look hard in the picture.’ Conner texted and went back to the picture Alec sent of his flaccid cock and balls sitting on the edge of the bed.

‘not what I mean’

‘what’s wrong babe?’ Conner texted.

‘2 much to explain’

‘tell me. I need to know’

‘people here visiting’

‘who????’ Conner texted.

‘her daughter and family’

‘cool I guess’ Conner texted.

‘he hit on me really hard’

‘who????’

‘daughters husband. told him no but he did it again. have the door locked to the room’

‘you ok?’ Conner texted.

‘yes’

‘did you want to????’ Conner texted and waited a minute before he sent it wondering if he should, then did it.

‘NO!!!!!’ Came the text back immediately and Conner let out a breath of relief, looking up at the ceiling, ‘why we need to talk’

‘k’

‘I love you’

‘love you 2 babe’ Conner texted, ‘want to talk now or wait?’

‘wait til youre here’

‘can do’

‘make it fast’

‘I will…promise’

‘good’ Conner read it and was worried and then the next text came, ‘want to go home’

‘what? what about Paris?’

‘another time’

‘k…we’ll go home’

‘really????’

‘anything for you babe anything!!!!!’ Conner texted worried more than ever now.

‘love you’

‘me more’

‘night’

‘dream good’ Conner texted.

‘of u’ Conner read it and wanted to cry. He waited for more but there was none. He closed his phone and climbed into bed by himself.

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Greg hovered over the thick and long bulge in Aiden’s tight underwear. He had seen bulges before, especially his own, but this was different, close up, unlike anything he had ever seen and it excited him in a way he had never known. He lifted his eyes and looked up Aiden’s slender body that was under him, under his control. Greg was nervous but seeing Aiden this way stirred him, gave him a confidence as it were and he knew what he needed to do, not only for himself, but for Aiden. Greg looked back down at the bulge and lowered his head, opening his mouth.

Aiden groaned long and deep as Greg’s mouth came over his throbbing length still trapped inside of his underwear. He could feel Greg’s moving of his mouth back and forth over him and had never felt anything like that before in his life. It was more than amazing to him, this feeling on him, the hot breath, the warmth of Greg’s mouth, the pressure on him. He could feel his orgasm building in him, his excitement growing beyond what he could stand.

“Fuck.” Aiden panted and was bugging his eyes. Greg pulled off his mouth and looked up Aiden’s body.

“It’s better than what I thought it would be.” Greg whispered and got off Aiden, going to his knees, leaning up over Aiden’s face. They locked eyes. Greg reached back without looking with one hand, slipping his fingers under the band of the underwear. He touched Aiden’s throbbing cock with his fingertips and Aiden let out a soft moan as he stared up at Greg, “It’s so soft and warm, but so hard at the same time.” Greg whispered as he traced the throbbing outline. He gently wrapped his fingers around it and just held it.

“You’re gonna make me cum.” Aiden panted.

“Is that what you want?” Greg asked.

“I don’t know.” Aiden said as all these feelings were rushing through his mind and his body, “I do, but I don’t.”

“What do you think we should do?” Greg asked. Aiden thought hard, but he was nervous, scared. He wanted this, wanted this so bad.

“Should we get out of these clothes?” He asked, his eyes searching Greg’s.

“Maybe we should. It might make it better.” Greg whispered. He let go of Aiden and raised up on his knees. Aiden watched as Greg peeled off his tight shirt, flexing his abs a bit as he did it, Aiden staring at them. Greg tossed his shirt off the foot of the bed. Aiden couldn’t stand it anymore. He reached up and clawed at Greg’s jeans, unbuttoning them as he stared at the bulge pointing off to the right in them, unzipping them and pulling the flaps back. His eyes widened at what he saw and his mouth opened a bit.

“Whoa.” Aiden whispered. Greg smirked a bit as he looked down at himself.

“Like that?” Greg asked. The underwear that Greg wore were bikinis. He had grown so hard that he pushed up out of them about halfway. They could both see the thickness of Greg’s leaking length. Aiden lifted his eyes only a moment, looking up at Greg’s eyes. Greg didn’t know what the look was in Aiden’s eyes but realized quickly that it was lust as Aiden moved so fast, getting on all fours in front of Greg. Greg knew what might be coming next but wasn’t sure, he was hoping and then as Aiden reached out a hand and fingers touched his throbbing member, Greg closed his eyes.

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Derrick threw his head back and groaned as he cut loose inside of Ty. Ty could feel it inside of him, the throbbing and pulsing of his husband’s long thick cock. Ty tightened his muscles in his ass, clamping on Derrick, making him groan again. He stared up at him with a slight smile coming over his lips.

“Feeling good?” Ty asked. Derrick looked down at him with a bit of a smirk.

“What do you think?” Derrick asked.

“I’m thinkin you are from seeing that look on your face.” Ty said and flashed his eyes up at him.

“And what look would that be?” Derrick asked and went open mouthed as Ty clamped on him again with his muscled butt.

“That look right there.” Ty smirked himself, “You’re so fuckin hot.” Derrick eased a bit as Ty relaxed his muscles, looking down at Ty. He leaned down towards Ty.

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Alec laid in the large bed of the master suite. He was wide awake thinking about everything that had happened this evening, not only with Robert, but with texting Conner and the thought of Conner is what was keeping him up. His chest grew tight as he was more than sure now of what he wanted to tell Conner when he returned to him here in the south of France. He couldn’t wait for it, wanted it so bad, was almost feeling he was becoming desperate just to see Conner, talk to him, feel him, make love with him. Alec could only hope that Conner felt and needed the same thing from him.

He rolled to his side and looked out the open doors to the balcony hearing the crickets in their nightly sonnet of chirping. The breeze had come and it was gentle, flowing in through the open doors and rustling the thin sheers that hung on them, the moonlight filtering in. There was a soft knock on the double doors and Alec gasped lightly, he knew who it was for certain. He debated for a moment if he should answer it or just ignore it. The debate was over as there another knock on the door, more insistent but still soft. Alec became angry, not only with Robert but with himself, as he knew that this man was testing Alec’s resolve to its fullest. Alec threw back the covers and reached for his slender underwear and slipped them on. He got out of bed and went to the door, unlocking it and threw it open for the confrontation that he knew was going to happen.

“What are you doing here?” Alec asked as he saw who was really there, “Is something wrong?” Alec asked softly.

“We’re scared.” Eadric said, his sister standing beside him, both in their little pajamas.

“What are you scared of?” Alec asked as he knelt to one knee in front of them.

“The dark.” Eadric said. His eyes were wild and full of fear. Alec smiled and put out his arms and the children fell into him, “I woke up and didn’t know where I was.” Eadric said softly, almost tearfully.

“You’re perfectly safe here, guys.” Alec said softly as he held the shaking little ones, “Did you try and find your mom and dad?” Alec felt them both nodding on his shoulders.

“Mama and Papa are talking loudly in their room, they’re shouting.” Sophie said softly.

“Alright.” Alec said, “Come on, you can come in here with me if you’re that scared.”

“Can we?” Eadric asked.

“Sure.” Alec said and pulled back from the little ones, looking at them both, “The bed’s big enough for all of us.” Alec said and smiled. He rose to his feet and the children came into the room and made a dash for the giant bed. They jumped into it as only children will do and settled into it quickly, covering themselves up, resting on the large pillows, looking at Alec as he closed the door but he didn’t lock it. He crossed over to the large armoire and opened it. He rummaged through his things and found a pair of light sweats and pulled them out, stepping into them, for the children, to cover his skimpy underwear he wore. He closed the doors and looked over at them. They were both wide eyed and awake as Alec came back to the bed. Alec smiled as the children looked up at him. The children spread themselves apart in the bed.

“You can get in the middle, so you can make sure we’re okay all night.” Eadric said and Alec smiled wider shaking his head a little.

“Okay, if that’s how you want it.” Alec said and climbed up on the bed, getting in the middle and worked to get under the covers between the little bodies. They helped to get the covers right as Alec settled on the pillows. The children rolled into him, snuggling up to his sides and Alec chuckled a bit, it was almost like his nieces and nephews back home, “You guys alright?” Alec asked quietly. Both children nodded as they rested on his chest. Alec put his arms around them a bit, his hands outside the covers.

“What’s that noise?” Eadric asked.

“Crickets.” Alec said softly, “They’ll chirp like that until the moon sets.”

“They make a lot of noise.”

“That they do, but it’s a good kind on noise, isn’t it?” Alec asked and Eadric nodded on his chest, “I always like to hear them when I’m at home, just like here.”

“Are you going to your home?” Sophie asked.

“In a few days I think.”

“We’re going home tomorrow. Mama said we’re taking the afternoon train.” Sophie said.

“I heard your mom tell your grandmother that earlier.”

“I wish we could stay here with you.” Eadric said.

“I’d like that too, but you have to do what your parents say, you know?” Alec asked and both children nodded, “Now, you should close your eyes and go to sleep, it’s been a long day. I know you’re both tired.”

It became quiet in the bed. Alec could feel the breathing of the children becoming regular and soft as children breathe the breath of peaceful sleep. He looked down at each of them, the little hands that were on his bare skin and it warmed his heart and made the night less lonely for him, having this sweet company with him. Eadric was the first to move. He quietly rolled to his other side, still sleeping peacefully. Sophie finally rolled off Alec and put her hands together as if in prayer and rested her cheek on them, sleeping like the angel that she is. Alec stared at the ceiling for the longest time as the moonlight slowly shifted through the open doors of the balcony. Sleep finally took him.

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Aiden reached out with just his fingertips and touched the smooth skin that was exposed above the thin band of Greg’s bikinis. The thick length flexed a bit from being touched and Aiden could hear Greg suck in a breath through his clenched teeth. It didn’t stop Aiden, he didn’t want anything as much except what was in front of his face right now, his own breathing eased a bit as he focused and concentrated on what was before him. Aiden studied every vein, every part of what he could see and realized that it was not enough, he had to see more.

Both hands went to Greg’s pants and bikinis at Greg’s hips, gripping the material and Aiden pulled them down, getting them to Greg’s thighs. The thick length dropped forward a bit and lay its leaking broad head against Aiden’s nose making him take in a breath with being touched like this. It was there in front of him, what he had wanted, had desired above anything else and it sent a chill running down his spine. He closed his eyes as it flexed against his nose and moved his head slightly, letting the warmth of the smooth skin rub against his cheek. Aiden let out a soft moan, opening his eyes slowly, turning his head slightly, opening his mouth. He could feel the tip now on his lips at the corner of his mouth. He turned his head just ever so slightly and put out his tongue a bit, touching it delicately at first, gauging Greg’s response but only heard the slight panting above him. Aiden wanted more, much, much more. He traced his tongue around his mouth, touching the smooth skin.

“Oh god.” Greg hissed softly. Hearing Greg gave Aiden what he wanted. Opening his mouth wider, letting the thick length fall even more, letting it rest on his tongue. Aiden swelled in his confidence now and knew what to do. He closed his lips around the spongy head, using the tip of his tongue to trace the outline he held and Greg put a hand to Aiden’s head, not to stop him, but to encourage him, to silently tell him to keep doing what he was doing.

Aiden steadied himself on one hand, the other came up to the base of the thick length, to hold it, to steady it as his tongue kept circling the spongy warmth. Aiden slowly flattened out his hand against Greg’s trimmed hairs and slid it down, feeling the skin below, slowly coming around the orbs that were hanging. He turned his hand and supported the weight in it, rolling them in his fingers as he used his tongue. He could hear Greg above him. Aiden opened his mouth again just a little and leaned forward, taking more of Greg into his cavity, then closed his lips, flattening his tongue and slowly drew back.

“Fuck.” Greg whispered as he panted, “Are you really gonna suck me?” Greg asked not as a question of a demand, but actually questioning if Aiden was really going to do it. And as Aiden slid the throbbing member back into his mouth, Greg had his answer. He had never felt this before and it was driving him out of his mind. He wanted more now.

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“I don’t know…ugh…what’s gotten into…ugh…you tonight…but don’t stop.” Ty panted as Derrick was bobbing up and down on his huge length. Deep throating him over and over again, Derrick was like a man possessed. Ty dropped his head back onto the bed, closing his eyes. He could feel it building in him again as Derrick rubbed and kneaded his balls while still moving on him.

Derrick shifted his body, going to his knees, one hand on the bed, the other holding the thick length of his husband at his base, squeezing his fingers around the smooth skin making Ty groan and arch his back.

“I’m gonna cum, babe.” Ty groaned once again and held his breath as he felt his latest orgasm build inside of him. Derrick moved his mouth faster, bobbing on up and down on the thickness, unrelenting with his motion. Ty exhaled and cut loose in Derrick’s mouth, Derrick not breaking stride once, taking it all and swallowing as best he could, loving the flavor of it as he always did, “Fuck.” Ty panted as he straightened out his back on the bed with the last pulse. He kept his eyes closed and slowly reached up and put to Derrick’s head, “You need to slow down, babe. I can’t take much more.” Derrick pulled off with a loud pop and moved up over Ty and lay on him, kissing him tenderly with little kisses again and again, “Fucking amazing.” Ty panted after another kiss, “What’s with you tonight?”

“Are you going to lodge a complaint?” Derrick asked with a soft chuckle.

“Oh hell no.” Ty panted and opened his eyes, wrapping his arms around the Derrick’s upper back, “You can be like this anytime you want. You’ll never get a complaint out of me.”

“Good, because if I did, I might have to cut you off.” Derrick smiled and flashed his eyes.

“Don’t even think about it, mister. I might have to get rough.” Ty smirked. Derrick kissed him again, “Seriously though, what’s got you going?”

“It’s our last night of our honeymoon. Off to the grind in the morning remember?” Derrick asked. Ty smiled weakly, “I wanted it to be the best we’ve had so far.”

“Well, like I said, no complaints there. But you know, we could really treat every time like it was still our honeymoon. It doesn’t have to be just…plain old sex, if that’s what you’re think.”

“No, that’s not what I was thinking. There has never been a single time that I’ve thought it being ‘plain’. I don’t think it ever could be with you. You’re just too amazing.” Derrick said.

“Well, talk about amazing, that would be you. You surprise me almost every time. I’ve never been with anyone that does the things you do to me.”

“You’re sweet, you know that?” Derrick asked.

“I know, that’s why you married me.” Ty said and wiggled his eyebrows. Derrick laughed and kissed him again.

“I married you just to keep from having to pay you for all the building you’re going to do around here.” Derrick said and Ty looked shocked.

“You’re a dick.”

“And you’re a whiny bitch. So suck it up.” Derrick said and rolled off Ty.

“I want a divorce.” Ty said as Derrick scooted to the edge of the bed. Ty rolled and pinched Derrick’s butt hard as Derrick got up off the bed.

“Don’t bruise the goods. I might be meeting my boyfriend tomorrow for lunch.” Derrick said over his shoulder.

“Is he hot?” Ty asked as he rolled to his stomach propping himself up on his forearms watching Derrick walk into the bathroom, turning on the light.

“Maybe.” Derrick said as he used the toilet. He flushed and went to the sink, washing his hands and looked at himself in the mirror really quick. Derrick came back into the bedroom, turning the bathroom light off.

“Tell me about him.” Ty said as he watched Derrick come back to the bed.

“He’s cute and young.” Derrick said as he sat down on the bed, slowly laying down to one elbow, “You wouldn’t like him, he not your type.”

“What do you think my type is?” Ty asked with a raised eyebrow.

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Aiden pulled his mouth off Greg’s thick length, letting his eyes go up Greg’s body, seeing the look on Greg’s handsome face. Closed eyes, mouth slightly hanging open. Greg let out a short breath. Aiden rose up in front of him.

“Was that alright?” Aiden asked softly. Greg slowly opened his eyes.

“It was more than alright. You can do that anytime you want.”

“Really?” Aiden asked. Greg smiled as he put his hands on Aiden’s upper arms.

“Well, maybe not any time. But if we’re alone, it would be okay.” Greg said. Aiden flashed his eyes at him.

“Are you gonna stay over tomorrow night too?” Aiden asked and bit his bottom lip. Greg chuckled and shook his head.

“We haven’t gotten tonight over with yet. You’re already thinking about tomorrow?”

“Why not?” Aiden asked, reaching down and wrapping his fingers around Greg’s length. He pulled on him gently, stroking him back and forth. Greg moaned and panted, closing his eyes again, “I’d love to do all kinds of things to you every night if you’d let me.”

“I just might.” Greg whispered.

“I know Derrick and Uncle T wouldn’t care.” Aiden whispered and watched Greg’s face as he worked his hand.

“My folks might have a problem with it.” Greg whispered. Aiden leaned forward and kissed Greg tenderly and Greg moaned softly when Aiden pulled back, “You’re gonna make me shoot.”

“Do you want to?” Aiden asked as he lightly stroked what was throbbing in his hand.

“I’d like to…but I want you to keep doing this too.” Greg whispered.

“We can do it again if you want.” Aiden whispered, kissing Greg with just a touch of his lips, “We’ve got all night long.”

“Yeah.” Greg whispered and opened his eyes, “Let’s get naked.”

“Really?” Aiden asked with wide eyes. Greg licked his lips and nodded.

“I want to see you…touch you.” Greg whispered. Aiden smiled and kissed Greg tenderly again. He let go of Greg and dropped to his back in a flash, working his legs, kicking off his pants, throwing them off the bed. Greg recovered and looked down and smiled as Aiden lifted his butt as he shucked off his underwear, tossing them as well behind the pants, “Okay then. I see that’s what you really wanted.” Aiden lay there and fear took him again hearing Greg.

“I’m sorry.” Aiden said, “Am I blowing it?”

“Not yet, but I hope so.” Greg said and Aiden looked confused.

“Huh?” Aiden asked. Greg raised an eyebrow and then pointed down at himself, his rock hard member. Aiden got the joke and then relaxed and laughed. Greg laughed as well and leaned down, going over the top of Aiden, now smiling. They looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment, “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Aiden asked. Greg only nodded, “You’re making a dream come true for me you know.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah.” Aiden said softly, “I’ve wanted this for so long. You have no idea.”

“Why don’t you tell me?”

“It would be better if I showed you.” Aiden said, lifting his hands to Greg’s shoulders, putting them flat against him.

“You can show me whatever you want, I’m ready for it.”

“Good.” Aiden said and pushed up with his hands. His lust was reignited.

“What’re you doing?” Greg asked as he rose up.

“You’ll see.” Aiden said with an almost growl as he rolled and put his hands on Greg again, pushing him to his back on the bed. Aiden moved quickly and got lower to Greg’s legs, grabbing the pants and pulling them off, tossing them away, not taking his eyes off Greg once. Aiden grabbed the bikini underwear that was rolled up now on Greg’s muscular thighs and pulled them off, tossing them over his shoulder. Greg smiled wide as he watched that happen. Aiden put his hands on Greg’s legs just above his knees, pushing them apart, spreading Greg just a bit, “Now…there’s something I’ve always wanted to do to you…something that always made me crazy with just thinking about it.”

“Really? What’s that?” Greg asked as he looked up at Aiden, letting his eyes roam downward, seeing Aiden completely naked now.

“This.” Aiden hissed and dove down between Greg’s legs and sucked in one of his big balls that hung. Greg arched his neck and back, driving himself back into the bed, his hands immediately going to the top of Aiden’s head, fingers clenching into the hair, groaning loudly.

“Fuck.” Greg cried out as he felt the hot mouth and tongue work his nut over and over. Aiden let go and went to the next one making Greg cry out again. Aiden was driven on more and more at hearing Greg as well as do what he wanted most. Slowly Aiden finally let go of Greg and rose up on his knees, coming up over the top of Greg, supporting his weight on his hands on the bed, looking down at Greg. Greg’s breathing was getting under control, “That was…that was amazing. You’ve always wanted to do that?” Greg asked and Aiden nodded with a smile out of the corner of his mouth, “Why?”

“Every time when you sit down, your balls are so big, I can see them bulging in whatever you’re wearing. It just drives me crazy.” Aiden said in a husky voice, his lust growing even more now that he’d finally had a taste of his desires, “They’re so big.” Their eyes were locked on each other’s, “There’s so many things I want to do with you.”

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“Seriously?” Ty laughed as he rolled to his side looking at Derrick.

“Yeah, why not?” Derrick said, trying to be straight faced, “I can just see you with a big old bear like that. Hair all over him and letting him rub it all over you, making your skin get all red and raw from it.”

“You’re grossing me out, babe.” Ty laughed even more.

“Didn’t you tell me once that pretty boys and muscle guys don’t ever work out?” Derrick asked.

“That’s true, I did say that.” Ty chuckled and rolled back to being on his side.

“So…the paper boy is safe then.” Derrick chuckled himself. Ty laughed again. They quieted after a moment.

“You know how much I love you?”

“I think I have a pretty good idea.” Derrick said and leaned forward, kissing Ty on his forehead then leaned back, “So, you want to talk about the phone call from Bart?” Derrick asked and Ty sighed, shaking his head a little. He sat up on the bed.

“I guess Seth called him and left a message for him, then Bart called him back. He had to drag it out of him apparently, about Aiden being thrown out. Bart’s always felt close to the boys, even before their dad bailed on them all. I guess he was a real loser. I met him a couple of times years ago.” Ty said.

“How did you and Bart get hooked up?” Derrick asked.

“I was just getting started with doing my remodels and stuff, just after coming here from Chicago. I needed a plumber for this bathroom I was doing. It got a little complicated for me. I started asking around and I got steered in Bart’s direction. I went to his house because he works out of it. This skinny little kid answered the door. He was cute and wide eyed. It was Seth.” Ty smiled wide with the memory, “I asked where Bart was, and he just grabbed me by the wrist and drug me into the house, not saying a word. We went through the house to the back door and he stopped. He pushed open the screen and yelled at this big guy bent over this trencher working on it and I guess I was laughing a little because all I could see was this big plumber’s crack sticking out of his pants.” Ty laughed and Derrick chuckled.

“I guess it’s true what they say about plumbers, huh?”

“Yeah, he sure is the poster boy.” Ty said and Derrick laughed, “So, one thing led to another. I helped Bart fix the trencher, met the boys, and we started working together from time to time. Bart always had the boys with him. It was like he was shielding them and looking out for them all the time. I never asked at first, but the more time that went by, the more I learned. He’s a good guy, loves those boys like they were his own.”

“Why wouldn’t Aiden want to stay with him?” Derrick asked softly.

“Too close to his mother, I guess. They live only a couple of blocks from each other. Jolene is over there maybe once or twice a week from what I understand. That’s how I know her, meeting her at Bart’s house. She’s a real piece of work, let me tell you.” Ty said and shook his head and then wondered about Derrick’s question, “Are you having second thoughts about having…?”

“Absolutely not.” Derrick said knowing what Ty was going to ask, “You said it yourself, he’s more than welcome to stay here as long as he needs or wants, and I mean that.”

“Why are so good like that?” Ty asked as he put on Derrick’s.

“Because I care.” Derrick said, “You hear about all these horror stories about those kids that come out and their parents toss them out like you would garbage. It pisses me off.”

“Yeah, I know.” Ty said quietly.

“I mean…he went looking for Conner for help. Thank god he has a head on his shoulders and didn’t just take off. Who knows what would have happened to him, or Seth for that matter.” Derrick said.

“No, thank god he came here, and thank god for you being who you are. You’re so sweet, so kind.” Ty said.

“Just doing the right thing, that’s all.” Derrick said shaking his head, “But he’s got another year of school left, doesn’t he, before he graduates?”

“Yeah, that’s the sad thing.” Ty said.

“I don’t think so.” Derrick said.

“What are you thinking?” Ty asked.

“I remember what you said earlier, that you didn’t want kids right away, but…”

“No, I know where you’re going with this, but we need to figure something else out.” Ty said.

“All I’m saying is, I don’t mind at all, and I want you to remember that.” Derrick said, taking his hand from Ty’s and putting it on top and squeezed it.

“But…”

“I built that structure out there for a reason. That reason changed, then it changed again. And now, we have someone here that is in need. I don’t have a problem with it, you have to believe that.” Derrick said.

“I do and I for one am very grateful for what you’ve done for him.”

“He needs you, looks up to you. I can see that when you two are together. You make him feel good when you listen to him, I’m sure Bart does that too for him, but we have the room here and the means for him to be safe, fed, and taken care of. He’s a good kid. He deserves it.” Derrick said.

“Saving the world.” Ty said with a sigh and a roll of his eyes.

“No, just a boy that needs a little help.” Derrick said with a smile. He leaned forward and kissed Ty.

“I think we need to talk about this more. But, maybe…we should talk to him and see what he’s thinking.” Ty said.

“You’re right, we should.”

“But I think that can wait at least for a day or two. I have a feeling that maybe Bart will want to talk with him first tomorrow and try and figure something out. He is family after all.” Ty said.

“I don’t want to step on toes. Just remember what I said and I think that Aiden would be better off here, at least for a while.” Derrick said softly. Ty smiled and nodded.

“Have you always been like this?” Ty asked.

“No.” Derrick said and looked down at the bed and their hands together on it, “Actually, I was kind of an asshole when I was younger. I guess that’s why I got my butt kicked a lot.” Derrick looked up at Ty, “Coming out to my parents changed me. I began to see things differently, especially after the way it went with them. No one needs to be treated poorly for the way they are. If there’s something that I can about it, to help out in any way, then I’m more than happy to do it.”

“You’re amazing.” Ty said.

“So are you, babe. You have just as big a heart as I do, even bigger, I’ve seen it, especially with Aiden. Watching you two talk, you trying to make him feel better about all of this, the way he looks at you, hanging on every word you say, it’s remarkable. Like I said before, you’d make a really good dad.” Derrick said.

“Do you want kids?” Ty asked.

“Once upon I did. But, I kind of let that go after Candice and I broke up. Now, having Aiden here, and if he does stay with us, well, then maybe I can get a chance to see what it might have been like, even if it is kind of late, what with his age and all.”

“I see what you mean.” Ty said, “Speaking of kids…what about those kids that had that baby? Have you talked to them?”

“I haven’t, but one of the associates I gave their project to has. I finished the drawings and turned it over to him to do all the details. You might get involved in it now because I think Sam was wanting to take it on.” Derrick said.

“Oh great.” Ty said and rolled his eyes, “You deliver it and then I have to watch it.”

“You’re such a whiner.” Derrick smiled. Ty chuckled, “They’re sweet kids, you met them.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” Ty said.

“Maybe we should go to bed. It’s gonna be a big day tomorrow for you.” Derrick said.

“Don’t remind me.” Ty rolled his eyes again.