Autumn Feast - Charlie Richards Page 0,58

at goodnight kisses. Donner missed the days when they loved nothing more than spending time with them, cuddling or playing. Mostly, they wanted to be left alone outside of their lessons now. Sometimes being a parent was easy, and sometimes it wasn’t, but seeing his young deer thriving made it worth every second.

He shut the light off with a sigh then followed Rory back to their room. Rory sat on the bed and scowled. Donner had to get things worked out between them. “Rory? I’m sorry.”

He blew out a hard breath. “It’s fine.”

“It’s not. You’re still mad.” Donner got on his knees in front of Rory, shuffling between his legs. He wrapped his hands around Rory’s waist and put his head against his thigh.

Rory scrubbed through Donner’s thick hair. “I get it. What you’re doing. I’m pissed you didn’t talk to me about it first.”

Donner worried his forehead over Rory’s knee. “I know. I’m sorry. I’m used to taking charge and making decisions. Used to being alone.”

“You’re not. Not anymore, and not ever again.” Rory ran his fingers through Donner’s hair. “We have other deer to think about. Alana and Fin, yeah, but Maja and Lotte and their parents. You don’t get to make a bunch of decisions without talking to us.”

“You’re right. I’ll do better.”

Rory tugged on Donner’s hair, tilting his head back with it. “You better.” Then he bent forward and kissed Donner’s waiting lips. A gentle caress of flesh. Then he pulled back. Mischief sparkled in his deep, mahogany eyes. “I think you need to make it up to me.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“I think you’re right. Let’s start here.” He unbuckled Rory’s belt, unfastened his pants. “These slacks are nice, and you looked great for the council, but they’re gone now.”

Rory lifted his ass up, and Donner pulled them off, sliding the fabric along his thighs. Soft auburn hair covered his legs. With the pants shoved to the floor, he pulled Rory’s briefs off to join them. His beautiful uncut cock filled, jutting up, waiting for him. Donner pulled on his foreskin and licked at the tip. Rory wiggled and gasped. Donner repeated his movement before taking Rory’s dick into his mouth. He slid up and down, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked.

Rory stopped wiggling. He bucked his hips up as Donner sucked. Rory moaned and dug his fingers into Donner’s shoulder. The gentle kneading encouraged Donner to keep going. He cupped Rory’s balls, squeezing and massaging. Slobber dripped over Rory’s dick. Donner wiped it with his fingers then slid them back behind Rory’s balls. Rory slid forward, lifting his ass and spreading his legs to give Donner more access. Rory loved to be teased, so he slid his finger over Rory’s hole, only letting the very tip push in.

He sucked harder, rubbing along the edge and tapping on his hole in a sensual torment. Then he pressed harder, easing a bit more than the tip inside.

Rory came hard. It tasted a little salty and a bit acidic like limes, but it was perfect for Donner. It was Rory, and he loved his taste. After he took all Rory had to give, he nuzzled his nose in Rory’s groin. He might have stayed there longer, but his cock was hard, pressing tightly against his pants. He stood up and dropped them, briefs and all.

“You need some help?” Rory asked. He reached around Donner and grabbed his ass, yanking him forward. He hummed as he took Donner’s cock into his mouth.

“Fuck, Rory... your mouth is so hot.” Donner punched his hips forward then pulled back with a moan. Rory bobbed forward and back, leaning into the move as he sucked. Rory looked amazing with his shiny red hair and his pouty lips. Watching his dick going in and out of Rory’s mouth made his temperature boil. His orgasm came over him in a flash. He shivered and latched on to Rory’s shoulders to keep from falling when his knees buckled. With a laugh, Rory shoved him onto the bed.

“Damn, Rory. You killed me.” Donner crawled up to the top of the bed. “Now, get up here.”

Rory didn’t waste any time. He snuggled in next to Donner. His warm body gave him exactly what he needed. He kissed the top of Rory’s head. “Thank you, babe.”

“For what?”

“Everything.”

A banging on the door and screaming kids woke Donner and Rory the next morning. Finley’s voice broke when he called to them. “We need to go outside!” He was