And there it was. Ric knew him. “I know the prices of houses in Ogunquit are quite dear, so we can pick a smaller town if you want. Of course, Alex gave me a stupid amount of money, if you don’t mind using it.”
“Why would I? You think I would deny you what makes you happy because I can’t afford to buy it on my salary?” He grinned slyly. “Maybe I’ll give up working all together and be your fancy man.”
“Oh, you…” Dafydd pushed him hard enough that Ric toppled to one side, but as he’d kept hold of him, they ended up in a heap together. Laughing, always laughing. It was the best part about being in love with Ric. There had been a time when he’d believed he would never again be happy. Ric had shown him how wrong he’d been. It had made it, if not easy, then easier to survive what had happened this last time.
“Dada, look!” Idris demanded attention.
When they did as he wanted, they saw the finishing touches of a very impressive fortress. Idris was clearly very happy with himself.
“Fantastic job, kiddo,” Ric applauded.
An elderly couple were walking by holding hands. The woman opened her mouth in surprise. “Did you do all of that yourself?”
Idris gave her a toothy grin. “Yes.”
“My goodness… You’ve got another Frank Lloyd Wright on your hands, there. Watch out. They grow so fast.”
Dafydd leaned against Ric. “That they do. This time, though, I’m going to hold on to my little boy as long as I can.”
* * * *
Malcolm and Brenin
“It’s hard to look at the stars with your dick up my ass.” Brenin huffed and pressed against the eyepiece of the telescope.
Malcolm paid him no mind. There was no other place he’d rather be, and given that he was doing it from behind, he figured that his boy could handle both activities. Flexing his knees, he drove balls deep.
“Sorry, laddie, but how can I resist the temptation of doing my two favorite things at the same time?”
“You have no one to blame but yourself. You’re the one who got me interested in this stargazing stuff. Oh, look…” Whatever he was about to say was cut off with a long groan as Malcolm rolled his hips to stroke the boy’s prostate.
“You were saying?”
“What?”
“You saw something?” he repeated the motion, faster and deeper this time.
“N-nothing. Do that again.”
He obliged and soon was drilling Brenin’s ass with long, strong strokes. He held on to his boy’s slender hips for leverage to stoke them both to the brink, then reached around to clasp Brenin’s equally hard dick and jerk him to completion. At the last moment before release, Brenin stretched his neck to expose the left side of his throat. That was Malcolm’s invitation.
He struck, quickly, deeply, coming as the first taste of blood bloomed in his mouth. Brenin cried out as he also came, his seed spilling over Malcolm’s fist. He pumped all the harder, pushing his dick to new heights, setting a rhythm of tugging on the vein as he fucked his boy’s sweet ass. Brenin stayed right with him—the benefit of a steady diet of Malcolm’s blood—and they both climaxed again with a blinding force that nearly sent them crashing down. It wasn’t until he knew he’d taken as much as was safe that Malcolm retracted his fangs and brought them slowly to the rug.
Brenin sprawled against him, still half-impaled on Malcolm’s cock. They both breathed harshly as they regained their strength.
“Will it ever stop being such a…heart-stopping rush?” Brenin wondered.
“Christ, I hope not!”
With a giggle, Brenin freed himself to roll over and hug him. “I’ve been thinking… Will we live long enough for humans to develop space travel like your people did?”
“Aye, we could very well. Technology is happening in leaps and bounds now.”
“And if Annika has her way, you all could give humans the benefit of your knowledge.”
Malcolm sighed. He really didn’t want to think of the mischief Annika was making and would make in the future. “Aye.”
Brenin pushed up to stare at him directly. “If it were possible to go back to your planet, would you?”
“I dinnae ken.” He frowned. “After those first few years when we hoped a rescue might somehow happen, I’ve never dared think of it.” He pushed strands of hair away from this boy’s beautiful face. “Then again, I didnae have a reason to want to stay here until recently.”