Aaron’s POV

I nod again and bring my right hand to his thigh as I lean against him. He feels so good. His body has wonderful definition from lifting. He’s an inch taller than me now. I like the idea that I can be enveloped by him. I take my left hand out of his back pocket but not before giving his tight ass a nice squeeze. My right hand travels up his thigh to his belt and I hook one of the loops as I bring my left hand around and under the Jimi Hendrix shirt he’s wearing. I can’t help but moan when I feel his smooth heated skin. My fingers play along the definition of his obliques at his hip as his jeans are just below the top of his pelvis. I push his shirt up revealing that section of his body to me and I slowly lick the indention, making him moan. I lick my way over to his navel and kiss it lightly. I start licking the outline of his six-pack and his body shudders. I take my time mapping out his abs with my tongue. I push his shirt up more and he takes it off completely, giving me an unobstructed view of his gorgeous upper body. I look up and see his eyes are closed. He’s savoring the feel of my tongue on him, his body is reacting superbly. I glide my hands up his sides to the planes of his chest to dance my fingers over his hard nipples, making him shiver. It feels great.

I start nipping at his abs, the definition there giving me plenty of motivation to take his flesh between my teeth. My chin comes to the top of his jeans. I pause for a moment then look up at him. His eyes open halfway, those dreamy chocolate orbs laden with passion. I take the front flap of his jeans between my teeth and tug, popping the button free. I take up the zipper and slowly bring it down. I can tell that his cock is begging to be freed, but I’ll get to that. I bring my hands down to his jeans and tug them and his boxers just enough to reveal more of his abs. I go back to licking the cut of his obliques. I can tell he’s straining not to touch me, that he wants me to call the shots. The lower I go, the more restraint he practices. I stop at his boxers and look up at him again. His breath is heavy and his body is trembling slightly. I stand up and kiss him passionately, my hands cupping his face, his resting at my hips. I take my time covering every inch of the interior of his mouth.

“Aaron,” he says as we part. I shiver, my name sounds so good coming from him, his voice now in a bass tone. It sounds like soft thunder and it makes me feel safe. I bring my forehead to his, breathing heavily, slowly becoming drunk with desire to have more of him. His fingertips caress the small of my back as we stand there. I can see nothing around me but Jacob; I can’t hear anything but the sounds of our hearts and our breath, I can’t feel anything but his flesh against mine. I begin to tremble, “What is it love?” he asks, “What’s wrong? Do you want to stop?” his arms come around me and my trembling stops. I kiss him again, winding my arms around his neck. I love this man so much.

I break our kiss and bury my face in the crook of his shoulder. I missed feeling his skin against my cheek. I nip at his neck as he holds me, his moans rumble through his body. I kiss my way up his neck back to his lips, “Bedroom,” I pant. He nods and releases me. I take his hand and lead him to the bedroom. We get to the room and I motion for him to sit on the bed and then straddle him as soon as he touches the sheets, plundering his delicious mouth again. I bury my hands in his curly brown locks, his right hand on my thigh and his left pressing the middle of my back, keeping me close to him. I push him gently to lie back, he complies and I reward him with kisses along his neck and make my way to his nipples. His back arches toward me as I take a delicate nub between my lips and tease the other with my fingers. I can feel his length against mine, throbbing with need. I feel myself getting harder as I feel his thick desire and I can’t help but rub against him. I’m glad I stripped down to my boxers when I came home.

“Aaron…” he moans and his hands come to my hips. I’m heady with the desire of knowing that I will have my way with him. His hands want to steady me so that he can thrust against me, but he knows that I’m setting the pace and will not do it. His legs are shifting beneath me and I’m assuming that he’s taking off his shoes for when I’m ready to strip him of the rest of his clothes. Good pillow. I nip at his nipple to earn a gasp from him that changes into a groan as I lick the same area slow and rough. It’s time to mark my territory. I kiss my way back down his washboard abs to his boxers. I slide off the bed and place my hand on his covered desire, “Off, now,” I command. He removes the rest of his clothing quickly and I push him back onto the bed, burying my tongue in his delicious mouth once again. I can’t get enough of him. I grind my hips against his, he trembles and his hands come to my hips. I reach down to his hands and lace my fingers with his then bring them up above his head. We part for air and I kiss him along his jaw and bring my hands down his arms, taking in the feel of his muscles as I come back to his chest. I sit up and straddle him keeping my hands on him, teasing his nipples and watching the look of rapture on his face. It’s absolutely breathtaking.

His hips buck under me, that wonderful piece of flesh wanting attention as I feel his cock twitch below mine. I pinch his nipples gently then bring my hands down to tease his thick desire as I lean over to lightly kiss each nipple. I glide my fingers over his sensitive flesh, smiling as his length twitches at my touch. He’s decided to shave I see, that’s good. Now I can feel the soft skin of his nether regions beneath my hands. My mouth waters with the craving to swallow him whole right now, but I enjoy how his body, so full of passion and yearning, is reacting to my touch. Six months is a long time to go without. I plan on making him enjoy every minute of it.

I take his cock with both hands and stroke him lightly, his moans get louder as he wants more pressure. I smile and tease him like this for a minute before getting off of him and going into the bath. He pouts at the loss of touch. He’s so cute when he pouts. He makes an attempt to get up and I shake my head, “I’ll be back,” I say to him. I go in and rid myself of my boxers and grab a bottle of oil and return to my love. He smiles when he sees me. He has such a gorgeous smile. He moved to the center of the bed, good pillow, I didn’t have to ask. I set the oil beside him and move between his muscular legs. I let my fingers travel over his thighs as I watch him moan with need. I decide to give him what he wants. I take his thick desire in my hands and lap up the pre cum that’s dripping down his shaft.

“Aaron,” he says breathlessly. I love my name on his lips. I take his head in my mouth and spend time covering every inch of it. I have to get myself reacquainted with this delicious piece of pleasure. I see his hands gripping the sheets tightly, his chest heaving at the missed sensation of this feeling. I bob at his head a couple of times then make my way down to the base. What can I say? I want his cock down my throat, period. I can feel his body trembling as I make my way to the base, his moans are the lost litany of my name that I haven’t heard in so long. I finally reach base and stay there for a bit. I love this feeling of being full of Jacob. I reluctantly make my way back up, mainly due to lack of oxygen. I pause with his head still in my throat to swallow around it, “Aarrr…oooonn,” he’s going to cum soon. I bring his head back to my mouth and suck hard waiting for his fountain to start flowing, I’m thirsty.

I close my eyes as he fills my mouth with his milky goodness. I’ve been without for so long and I swallow every bit. I keep him in my mouth until I’ve gotten my fill of having Jacob there for the time being. I let him slip off my tongue and I smile at him. His breathing is labored, he came hard for me, good pillow, but we aren’t done yet. I nudge his legs a bit further apart and seek out his entrance with my fingers. He moans again and opens his eyes, “You don’t know…how much…I’ve missed…that,” he pants. My smile gets broader as I flip open the cap to the oil and pour some on my fingers. I go back to his entrance and lean down and kiss his sensitive head, then trail kisses all along his length. He hardens again as I slip a finger inside him. He bends him legs slightly to give me more access as I take his head back in my mouth. I get his head to my throat and hum as I add another finger, his cock at full attention now. I can’t wait to be inside him. I take him all the way and add a third digit, my body shivering in anticipation of what’s to come, his voice making me so hard it hurts. When I come back up I remove my fingers and coat my cock. I don’t bother holding back the moan as I coat my length, I need this.

I place my left hand on the back of his thigh just below the knee and position myself at his entrance, “I love you Jacob,” I say as I slowly enter him. Gods he feels incredible, just like before. I take my time even though I want so badly to thrust into this tight, delicious heat. Soon I’m fully sheathed within him and I have to stop. My head is spinning from the way his body is gripping me. I lean forward and brace myself with my left arm and my right hand laces with his left behind his left knee, “So…tight…” I pant, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I feel him move beneath me after a bit and I start up a gentle pace that I don’t hold for too long. I manage to look at his face and am awed by the look of passion he gives me. His grip tightens on me and I know it won’t be long before I give into the bliss, “Stroke…your…self….for me…”  he takes his right hand from mine and wraps it around his hardness. I close my eyes and do nothing but feel him envelop my cock inside him, my throbbing cock stoked by his tightness. He takes his dripping cock in his hand and strokes to my thrusts, his head pushed back into the pillows, “Aaron….ooohhh,” he moans out as he squeezes my length. I thrust faster into his heat, such wonderful heat. I open my eyes just as Jacob comes for me, the sight of his seed splashing his body drives me over the edge, “JACOB!” I yell out as I thrust one more time and erupt inside him.

I bring my left elbow down on the bed as my head is inches from his chest and trying with all my might to breathe. My eyes are open and I’m still seeing stars. I only have energy to stay in this one place. I hear his labored breathing and smile. I slowly remove myself from his depths, he moans at the loss. I love him. After a minute I look over his cream splattered chest and move to lick some of his cream beside his right nipple before taking the nub in my mouth. His hand comes to the back of my head as I suck harder before turning my attention to the other for the same treatment. After making sure each tender morsel gets the love it deserves I move up further and kiss him. He wraps his arms around me bringing our bodies flush together. Our lips part and we smile at each other, “I think we need a shower,” I say.

 

 

I pull Jacob into the shower and hold him to me. I rest my head on his left shoulder, my nose brushing against his neck. I love the way he holds me. I love his body against mine. He leans back against the tiled wall and we stay there with the water sliding down my back, tumbling over his arm, his hands at my hips, “Your pace love,” he whispers among the cascade of water. I nod and kiss his neck and work my way back to his lips. I break the kiss and grab the soap. I take my time lathering his upper body, my fingers making paths along his delicious body. He leans his head back to the wall as I run my fingers over his broad shoulders. I smile as his eyes are closed, a relaxed and peaceful look on his face. He’s missed me touching him like this I know. I angle the showerhead to remove the soap from his body, watching the flows of water stream over his form. The lights shine brilliantly off his hard body. I reposition the showerhead and place a kiss on his lips, “Turn around,” he does and I repeat the process of lathering him. He brings his hands up to brace himself against the wall as I gently massage his back. My hands make their way to his gorgeous tight ass and get a wonderful moan from him as I massage each cheek. I spread his cheeks a little and he spreads his legs further for me. I drift my fingers along his entrance and pushes against my fingers, wanting me inside him. I move the showerhead again and wash the soap from his body. I take a step back to watch the water play on his back and my body responds to the sight. He turns his head to the left, his mouth open and a soft low moan escaping from between those slightly swollen lips. Whatever desires I had about taking my time with him in the shower went out the window.

I press myself against his back and wrap my arms around his waist. My cock is hard and his ass is perfect to rub against. He moans louder and pushes his ass into me, “You want this,” I say bringing my hand around and placing my head at his entrance. He nods and I smile, “I can’t hear you,” I say in his ear before licking it.

“Aaron…please…I want you…now…” he pants, his body shudders. Who am I to deny this striking creature of the human race? I plunge into him to the hilt. I have to stop once I’m inside him again, my hands gripping hard at his hips. I don’t want to pass out from the sheer pleasure of being inside of him. I run my hands from his hips up to lace with his fingers.

“I love you Jacob,” I say breathlessly, leaning my head against his.

His fingers squeeze mine, “I love you too Aaron.”

I let my fingers slip from his to hug him before coming back to his hips. I pull out slightly, my head spinning again from feel then push back inside him, feeling his groan throughout his body. I only keep that pace for a few strokes as the sensation of being inside him amplifies my need to release into that extraordinary heat, to hear him call out my name, to have me shout out his. I trail kisses down the back of his neck then to his shoulder as my pace quickens. I will never get enough of the sounds of wet flesh and falling water as they accompany our moaning. My need builds stronger as I thrust faster still into the glorious heat of my lover. My grip on his hips is tighter and my mouth is on his trapezius. I love to have his flesh in my mouth, my teeth gently digging into him. His moans sound so good, my eyes are rolling to the back of my head as I hear him call out my name again. The movement of his body is telling me that he’s stroking his cock and makes me heady. My climax is getting closer as my body is tingling and my stomach tight. My mind focuses on the flesh in my mouth and the flesh that grips my cock so well. It hits hard. I sink my teeth into his flesh a brief moment before I yell out his name, unable to hold that back as I’m flooding him with more of my cream. I feel him contract around me as I keep myself as deep as possible in my love. I lean on him to keep myself standing, whispering that I love him the entire time. I do. He’s the most precious being to me in this entire world.

After a time I pull out of him. He turns around and pulls me to him and I welcome it. Jacob then turns and places me against the wall before grabbing the soap and washing me. By the gods his fingers feel great. He sinks down to his knees and takes deliberate care in cleaning my sensitive flesh. I can’t help but moan as his fingers caress my cock to life again. I look down to watch the soap run off my body and his hands keep hold of me. My eyelids close when his mouth captures my head. His hands rest at my hips as my hands find their way to his head. He pulls me out of his mouth to map out my length with his tongue as slow as possible before taking back into that welcomed heat. I thrust gently as my head is just past his lips, his mouth a pleasured vacuum, his tongue absolutely sinful as he licks the underside of my cock. He stills my movements as he takes my cock in his hands and pumps me slowly. His hand comes back up to my head and pulls down just far enough to widen my slit. I shiver as I feel the water running over his hand and over my smaller opening. I take the chance of opening my eyes to see his tongue lick slowly over my slit. My fingers curl in his wet hair and my moan of pleasure is loud. I feel his lips pull into a smile as the takes the tip of my head in his mouth, shielding me from the running water, but opening me up to his tongue. He sucks on me and flicks his tongue rapidly over my slit, making my cry out and grip his hair tighter. I feel his other hand cup my sac, his middle finger stroking lightly at my entrance. My body is in overload. I can feel myself shaking and my stomach tighten. My head his hits the wall and I see a flash of white before darkness.

 

I come around to find myself sitting on the toilet and Jacob on his knees in front of me toweling me off, “Welcome back,” he says smiling as he ceases. I blink a few times then blush. That was the first time I’d ever blacked out from an orgasm. He chuckles and stands up to dry my hair. When he’s done I lean against that sexy stomach of his, “How do you feel?”

“…Wow…” is all I can say.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I really didn’t know what to get you for your birthday.”

I look up at him. My birthday was in August. I had two tests that day. I was also still dealing with what happened to me with Paul and Brandon. I’m glad that he remembered. Good pillow, “Just having you is enough for me,” I say and hug him.

“I thought you would say that,” he says running his hand through my hair, “I also figured you could use a blowjob. What guy wouldn’t?”

I laugh then look back up into his dreamy eyes, “Thank you love.”

“Anytime,” his hand comes up to the bite mark at the crook of his neck as I stand up

“Sorry about that.”

“It’s no big. If mom asks about it I’ll just tell her that Ali did it. She’s bitten me before,” he wraps his powerful arms around me, “I’m glad you finally got around to marking your territory.”

 

 

Jake’s POV

I walk out of the main building glad that it’s fall break, even if it is only a four-day weekend. My midterms are done and I can relax. I haven’t had a chance to see Aaron since before his midterms back in October. I had an art project to work on and I had to help Ali with her bio paper and then came time to study for midterms. It’s been a long five weeks only being able to talk to him on the phone now and then. I’m especially happy since starting tomorrow the folks will be out of town. Mom managed to finish the two extra series that were heaped upon the one she was already working and had three days to spare getting all of them done. It was a nightmare to say the least. It got to a point the last two weeks that Amber just came to my room to sleep when it was her bedtime and I left my stereo on just loud enough that she wouldn’t have to hear her venting. Mom tends to get scary when she’s loaded with work and since Amber’s room is next to theirs, she hears mom when she vents to dad at night. Her boss gave her two and a half weeks of paid leave and cruise tickets to the Caribbean. It’s the off season for most cruises so there were extras packed in since it’s a company her office uses a lot. Dad’s boss thought it would be good for him to go with her, a second honeymoon if you will. Whatever works, right? The parents also decided that Amber could go visit Mrs. Venable again during the break so the house is basically mine. Andrew’s been pretty busy himself so I may not even see him over the break.

I climb into my truck and wait for Ali. She hasn’t been in a good mood lately. I think it’s due to her and Furie’s schedules being out of sinc. She hasn’t been able to see her in almost two months. Furie’s at Miranda studying photography and graphic design. I’m sure they have a lot to do around exam time. I look up as I pop in an X Japan CD and see her with a smile as she comes to the passenger side, “You’re in a good mood today, how were your last tests?”

“They were fine, I didn’t have to do much. My math exam I didn’t have to take at all since I’ve got a one-oh-one average in the class so far. Mr. Horin let me take study hall in the comp lab while everyone else was taking the exam and I got to talk to Furie online.”

“How’s she doin’?” I ask as I start up my truck.

“She’s worn out. She finally finished her design projects and all she has left is the gallery showing for photography and she’s done. Next year will be her last year in high school if she gets a good grade during the showing. Oh yeah, it’s on the thirtieth and it’s open to the public. Wanna come?”

“Sure.”

“Thanks Jakie,” she leans over and kisses me on the cheek as I pull out of the parking lot.

 

 

As I pull into driveway, I see the parents loading up the car. I get out and help dad with the last of the bags, “You guys all set?” I ask. Dad closes the trunk and smiles.

“Sure are. It’s a good thing they’re givin’ Katlin some time off. She really needs it. In fact, we’re catchin’ an earlier flight down to Florida so we can visit your Uncle Myer before we set sail.”

“Tell him I said hi,” I say as we walk back to the house. Mom comes out on the porch with another bag.

“Good your home. Rita will be here in a few minutes to get Amber. I’m sure your father’s told you we’re leaving early,” she hands me some neatly folded bills; “Here’s some money for groceries and such. Don’t try to spend it all in the first few days. I don’t want you bothering Andrew about needing things. He’s been really busy lately. Keep the house clean. No parties or anything of the like. No having your girlfriend over either while we’re gone. She can be over when Amber’s back and not before then, alright?”

“Yes ma’am,” I reply putting the money in my wallet.

“Let’s be on our way dear,” dad says taking the bag from her and walking back down the steps, “Our flight leaves out at six.”

“Take care of yourself Jacob and watch your sister.”

“Yes ma’am. Have a good trip you guys,” I say giving her a hug before she makes her way down the steps behind dad. They get in the car and make their way out of the drive before I go in the house. I sit down on the sofa and call Aaron.

“Hey love,” he answers.

“Hey yourself. How was your day?”

“It’s good now that I’ve gotten to hear your voice.”

“You could always come see me in person.”

“…Your parents aren’t there, are they.”

“They just left. They’re gonna visit dad’s brother Myer before they go on their cruise,” I say smiling

“And your sister?”

“Will be heading out to the Venable’s for the break.”

“That will leave you all alone. You poor thing.”

“I know, so why don’t you come over and keep me company.”

“…Give me a chance to shower and I’m on my way.”

“Cool, see ya then.”

“Jaaaaaakieeeeeee, where are you?” Amber yells from upstairs.

I cover the mouthpiece, “In the living room,” I yell back. I move my hand, “I gotta run, I think Amber needs me to close her suitcase again.”

“Ok, love you.”

“Love you too,” I say then close my phone. I get up and go upstairs to see what Amber wants. As usual with her trips anywhere, she packs too much stuff and I have to close her suitcase because she won’t take anything out. Chicks.

 

 

Aaron arrives ten minutes after Aunt Rita leaves with Amber. We head into the kitchen where I’m finishing off the leftover chicken salad. I get some on the corner of my mouth and Aaron had to get it off himself, with his tongue of course. Before I know it we’re in my bedroom going at it like a pair of horny teenagers. I love having him next to me. I love his hands on me, his mouth on me. I can’t stop moaning when I think about what’s to come. After last time, every time I get in the shower I have to get myself off.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Aaron says as he rids me of my button down shirt. He kisses down my neck and makes his way to my right nipple while his hands busy themselves with my belt. Soon my belt and jeans give way to gravity and I step out of them and pull Aaron along with me to the bed. He lets up with his mouth and steps back to remove his clothes. I smile and walk over to my stereo and hit the power button. Tiesto fills the room and Aaron starts moving sensually as Love Comes Again plays. I sit on my bed and watch as his clothes slide from his body as he enjoys the rhythm that surrounds us. He’s as lithe as any dancer and my body reacts hungrily to it. I slip off my boxers and slide back on the bed a bit more, leaning back on my left elbow and stroke myself as Aaron bends over to give me a wonderful view of his ass as he removes his jeans. He didn’t bother with boxers today and I’m glad for it. He turns around and takes in the sight of me pumping my length, my legs spread just enough for him to settle between, the look of need on my face, “Gods you have no idea how sexy you look right now,” he says coming to the edge of the bed, his own cock hard and beading at the tip. I moan and spread my legs wider for him, my eyes close as run my fingers over my slit. I open my eyes when I feel his hand come around my wrist to still my movement, then close them again as his mouth closes around my head. He sucks on me hard and I’m glad that there’s no one in the house to hear me as I can’t keep my moans quiet. He swallows me whole and I fight not to thrust into his mouth, my breath coming in heavy pants. He pulls most of my length out and resumes sucking on my head as one hand busies with my shaft and the other on my entrance. I explode in his mouth and feel him swallow every drop I have to offer. As I lay there panting, he gets up and takes he lube from the bottom drawer at my desk and coats his fingers as he settles between my legs again. He takes one of my balls in his mouth as he pushes a finger into me, humming along to the beat of You Look So Fine. I could hardly breathe, I’m hard and dripping not even a minute into the song.

“Aaron…please…now…” I squeeze out. I want him inside me when I cum. He preps me until the song finishes, taking me out of his mouth and only placing light kisses along me shaft. He places his head at my entrance just as The Perfect Drug starts. He comes up to kiss me deeply and thrusts inside me just as the chorus starts. His pace starts out steady but the song progresses, so does his pace. He reaches down to take my cock in his hand and strokes me hard to his thrusts. It feels fantastic and as the song slows I’m blowing my load between our bodies and gripping Aaron tightly. His movements soon stop and I feel him flood me with his essence. He leans over me breathing hard, but sated for now.

“Gods, Jacob,” he pants, “don’t ever let me…go without…you…for that long again.”

“Couldn’t…help it,” I say breathing equally as hard, bringing my hand up to cup his cheek, “school was…in the way…”  

“Hurry up…and graduate then,” he says before collapsing onto me. I chuckle weakly and wrap my arms around him. We stayed like that for a while before Mad Lion’s Flex started playing and I couldn’t help but laugh, “I didn’t know you liked this song,” Aaron said grinning against my chest. He propped himself on his elbows. I could feel him starting to get hard again. I contract around his cock and earn myself a moan, “I believe it’s time to have sex,” he says smiling down at me. He pulls out slightly before plunging back in. I can see why Aaron likes being a bottom with me, this feels incredible. Aaron starts up a rhythm and soon we’re climaxing again. We have to make up for lost time.

Aaron finally pulled out of me and took his place back on my chest when I hear Stricken, telling me that Andrew’s calling. Aaron reluctantly moves off me and goes to retrieve my phone from my jeans before tossing it to me, “Hello?”

“What took you so long?”

“I fell asleep. What’s up Drew?”

“Just checkin’ to see if you’re alright. Mom called and told me they left already and that Amber should be gone by now.”

“Yeah, Aunt Rita came and got her,” I watch as Aaron wiggles his ass out the door to the bathroom.

“You plan on hangin’ out with Aaron while you’re on break?”

“Yeah. I haven’t seen him in five weeks, so it’ll give me something to do other than lounging around the house in my boxers.”

“….Yeah, I didn’t need to know all that. Well, as long as you’ve got something to keep you occupied.”

“How’s work? Mom said that you’ve been busy lately.”

“Yeah some interstate crap that’ll have the FBI barging in if another state gets involved. Then all of this will have been for naught and the feds get all the credit.”

“That will definitely suck,” I say as Aaron comes back into the room with a wet cloth. I fight back a moan as he wipes it over my chest and down to my cock. Aaron gets an evil grin and lightly licks my head as I’m trying to concentrate on what Andrew’s saying.

“Did mom give you enough money?” I manage to catch as Aaron brings my cock upright so he can bend down and lick my slit.

“Yeah…she did. She told me not to spend it all and bother you since you were so busy,” I try to stop him but it doesn’t work, and I don’t put much effort into getting him to stop. I watch as he takes more lube on his fingers and takes them behind his body. I cough to cover up the groan that was about to escape my lips.

“You ok little bro?”

“Yeah, I’m cool. I’m gonna hop off here and fix me somethin’ to eat,” I say as Aaron straddles my hips. Closer is playing in the background and it’s not helping my situation any.

“Why don’t you just order a pizza so you and Aaron both can have something to eat.”

“…How’d you?”

“I know that you haven’t had a chance to see him lately. I pretty much guessed that he’d be over there as soon as everyone was out of the house. I’ll give ya a ring tomorrow bro.”

“Later Drew,” I say hanging up, “You are evil, you know that?” I say grinning at Aaron who smiles back at me innocently.

 

          Andrew’s POV

          “Yo Tervan, your chick’s here to see you,” came one of the uniforms. I look away from the chief to the doorway to see those familiar handfuls covered only with a tight white long sleeve top that read ‘suck on these’ and had lollipops right over her high beams. I hear the chief chuckle and I shake my head.

          “You should probably take her to lunch before anyone else sees that shirt,” he says getting up and patting me on the shoulder as she comes over and sits down in the chair beside my desk.

          “What’s up Drew-baby,” she says, “Hi Chief Laurens,” she waves as he turns to look back and smile, shaking his head.

          “So what brings you here this bright sun-shiny day?” I ask.

          “No reason. Just poppin’ in.”

          “How ‘bout some lunch then.”

          “Cool.”

          I stand up as the phone rings. Nathan, who sits across from me answers then catches my attention as I’m about to follow Raime out, “It’s for you Tervan.”

          I sit back down and pick up the receiver, “Detective Tervan speaking…yes…he’s currently out of town, but should be back later this evening….When did this happen…I see…I see…Yes, I can let him know. If he has any questions...ok…No, that’s not a problem at all, thank you for calling me. Good day.”

          “What was that all about Drew-baby?” Raime asks leaning against my desk.

          “I’ll tell ya later. Come on, let’s get something to eat.”

          We walk out to my car and I open my door for her to get in. I get in and start off to the Brother’s Juliani. Halfway there Raime puts her hand on my arm, “What happened.”

          We come to a light, “That was the private investigator that was hired by Amshock to keep an eye on Aaron. He said that Amshock was found dead the other morning at his home by his butler.”

          “Whoa, did he say how he died?”

          We start moving again, “It appears to be from a heart attack.”

          “Wait, Amshock…I’ve met him. He was at the Sasha viewing party that I went to in the Republic. He was way too interested in that showing,” Raime replies, then her eyes go wide as we come to another stoplight, “Holy shit! He was watching his stepson fuck another guy! That’s just gross!” we start moving again, “Wait a minute, Amshock was a big guy in the finance world, how come it’s not on the news?”

          “Because of the way his butler found him,” I reply as we come to the parking deck a block from the restaurant. I find a spot on the bottom level and park the car, “He was found when the person he was having sex with caught the butler’s attention when the turned over the table that he was bound to and it hit the floor above the room the butler. He went upstairs and found that guy that Aaron beat the hell out of tied to the table with Amshock between his legs. ME said Amshock was probably inside that guy when he keeled over. The guy was whacked out on some drug and didn’t notice until he came down from his high that Amshock was dead. He couldn’t untie himself and yelling was pointless since he knew there was no one else there so he had to stay like that until he heard movement below him then managed to turn over the table to get the butler’s attention.”

          “Damn, I’d really hate to be that poor guy. Stuck under a dead man like that,” Raime says getting out. She comes around to meet me at the front of my car and wraps her arm in mine as we walk down to the light.

“Karma, I guess,” I say pressing the button to change the light, “Not too sad to hear about Amshock though, after what he did to Aaron.”

“What did he do to Aaron?” Raime says as we start walking across the street.

“He came to his apartment earlier this year to see Aaron about something. I met him the day before when I went over to set up an account for Jake and noticed that Aaron had a print on his face. The next day the bastard went back over there, drugged and then raped Aaron.”

“What the fuck! That’s disgusting! How could he do that to his own stepson?”

“He never saw Aaron as his stepson. He learned that Aaron was gay years before and raped him one night after coming back from a bar.”

“Well then that sick fucker’s better off dead,” Raime says as we come to the front of the restaurant. We go inside and are seated and place our order. We arrive on a slow day so there aren’t many people about, which is good considering what Raime’s wearing and the subject that we’re talking about.

“So Aaron’s coming back this evening, huh.”

“Yeah, Jake’s been moping since Aaron went to visit his uncle last week after fall break was over. It’s almost funny.”

“I bet,” our drinks arrive along with fresh breadsticks, “So I’m guessin’ Aaron will be happy to know that fucker’s bit the bullet.”

“Yeah. Especially since after that incident he sent someone he went to school with down here with a head full of lies. That shook him up even more.”

“What happened with that?”

“This guy, Brandon, came down here thinking that Aaron was wanting together with him. Long story short, they got into a fight and Aaron beat the shit out of him. But it also brought back the memory of when Amshock first raped him.”

“Damn, that's harsh. But way to go Aaron for kickin' some ass,” Raime says breaking a breadstick and popping the end in her mouth, “He wasn’t too banged up was he?”

“Just a few broken ribs and a slight concussion. A lot better off than the other guy.”

“How’d little Jakie take all of that?”

“He met the guy earlier when he walked in and saw that he had Aaron pinned against the wall. He was smart enough to take the hint and leave when Jake told him to, but apparently he wasn’t smart enough to stay away. The guy’s about the same size as Aaron, just taller.”

“Damn, I mean look at the size of little Jakie. Come on now, would you take on someone that looks like they could bench press you in their sleep?”

I laugh, “I wouldn’t mess with my little bro as far as his boyfriend’s concerned. But Aaron’s not a weak little thing either. Case in point, the ass whoopin’ he gave Brandon.”

“That would have been fun to see.”

Our food comes and we eat in silence for a while. I see Raime shiver slightly and can’t help but drop my gaze lower. It’s a good thing we’re sitting off to the side in the restaurant; no one can really see her from this angle.

“Enjoyin’ the show there Drew-baby?” she says after the waiter passes by our table. My cheeks flame up.

“It’s not my fault you don’t like to wear a bra and it’s cool in here. And it’s not like you’re trying to hide ‘em either.”

“Why should I? They’re my nips. I get a chill they come out and see what the fuss is about. No big. Everybody’s does that. I’m sure yours are nice and hard too.”

“I’m wearing two layers to your one Raime.”

“Oh I’m sure the sight of mine has your blood runnin’ and they’re as hard as mine are now. Some other things, too.”

“Raime we are not gonna talk about this here.”

She smiles, oh hell, “I’m right aren’t I? Things getting a little tight south of the border?”

“Raime…”

Thankfully the waiter comes to our table and asks about dessert. I look at Raime and she declines. I ask for the check. When our waiter leaves, she gets that smile back on her face again.

“So when was the last time you got any Drew-baby?”

I sigh and run my fingers through my hair hoping the waiter comes back quickly.

 

 

Aaron’s POV

“Detective, this is a surprise,” I say as I step back to let Andrew inside. I wasn’t expecting the first pair of dreamy eyes I saw today to be Andrew’s.

“I hope I’m not bothering you,” he says as he stops near the entertainment center.

“No you’re fine. I finished everything I was doing anyway. Can I get you anything?” I say heading towards the kitchen.

“No thanks,” he stands there in silence while I go to the kitchen and turn off the soup I have cooking on the stove. I come back to find his expression slightly troubled.

“What is it Andrew?” I ask stopping next to the coffee table.

He takes a breath and runs his fingers through his hair, “I’ve got some news…about Paul.”

I freeze for a moment, I can’t make out anything from his expression, “What? Did he manage to get the restraining order lifted?”

“No. Actually, there’s no need for it anymore. He’s dead.”

My body jerks in shock and the next thing I know Andrew’s arms are wrapped around me as my knees give out. The only thing I can hear is my heart beating in my ears, I know my eyes are open, but I can’t see. There’s a sharp pain in my chest. I lean forward and come in contact with something soft and warm.

I don’t know how much time has passed when I begin to register someone running their fingers through my hair. There’s a voice in my ear speaking softly to me. I blink and take a breath, my senses recognize Jacob’s scent, his arm around me, his voice in my ear, his hand in my hair. I relax into him and breathe deeply, I’m safe.

“Aaron? Love? Can you hear me?” he speaks. I close my eyes and nod, “Thank god, you had me frightened there.”

I pull back and look at him, “When did you get here?”

“Not too long ago. I came in and you were in the floor with Andrew. He said that he told you something about Paul and then you started sinking to the floor. You gave him a scare when you started shaking. What’s wrong?”

“P-P-Paul’s d-d-dead,” I say shaking slightly. He hugs me tight and I calm down.

“Here,” a glass of whiskey comes into view. I look up to find Andrew holding the glass before me, “You sure do know how to take a few years off a person.”

“I’m sorry Andrew,” I say taking the glass and bringing it to my lips. I let the amber fluid burn its way down my throat to my stomach. It was welcomed, “I just wasn’t expecting to hear that kind of news. Speaking of which, why wasn’t it on the news?”

“It was because of how he was found. It…wasn’t a favorable way to be found.”

“Was he having sex or something?” Jake asked.

Andrew’s look said it all, “Yeah actually. It seems he had a thing for that guy Brandon you beat up. He apparently had that guy tied down and was givin’ it to him when it happened. He wasn’t found ‘til the next morning when Brandon could hear someone else in the house to get their attention. He was still tied up. The butler found them.”

I shudder at the thought of those two. Jake squeezes me and I rest my head back on his shoulder. I wrap my arms around him. I’m safe now. My phone rings and reluctantly I leave my love’s embrace to answer it, “Hello...Yes, this is he…yes…yes…yes, I understand. I’ll be there as soon as possible. Thank you,” I place the phone back in its cradle and lean against the arm of the sofa.

“What is it Aaron?” Jake asks.
          “I’ve got to go up to New York to handle the legalities and whatnot,” I sigh, “I really don’t want to deal with all of that.”

“Did he not have any other children?” Andrew asks.

“Not that I know of. But then again, he’s worth a lot of money so there may be illegitimates running around once this gets out. His lawyers want me to be present before they announce it publicly. I just wish they’d leave me out of it,” Jacob’s arms are soon around me again. I want nothing to do with that man. He’s finally out of my life, that’s all I wanted. I wasn’t expecting it to be in this way, but it happens.

“Why not let your uncle handle all of that stuff?” Jake spoke.

“I wish I could, but I’m the only immediate family that his lawyers will recognize.”

He squeezes me, “I wish I could be there with you.”

“So do I.”

 

 

The next day I’m in New York to handle services for the late Paul Westing Amshock. I made everything simple and to the point. I didn’t bother with a service and I made it private so I didn’t have to deal with people coming and going giving me condolences that I care nothing for. I did not like this man for what he did to me. Yes, he made me mother happy, but he was a living, breathing nightmare to me and I’m glad he walks the earth no more. I had his body cremated. They brought me his ashes and I left the funeral home before their words of solace could leave their lips. I told the driver to take me to the nearest landfill and tossed the urn into a pile of garbage and walked away. That night I stayed at a hotel. I did not set foot on any of his properties. I didn’t want to.

The next day found me sitting in front of his lawyers with just my one beside me across from them. During the meeting I was told that my uncle had arrived and was waiting outside. I’m glad to have someone there that I’m not paying. I just wish it were Jacob. They went over his will and the stipulations that my mother had in hers regarding his financial support of me. I signed over all of his assets to them. I wanted nothing from that man. They were shocked, to say the least.

“Mr. Demings, you do realize there’s a lot at stake here. There’s over ninety million in liquid assets alone. All of the property values total over two hundred and thirteen million. Are you sure you want to do this?” asks the leader of the group.

“I want nothing from that man. I’m the reason he gained such wealth in the first place. At least he had some common sense to build from what I earned him. I don’t need his money. I never did. The only reason he put up with me is because of my mother.”

“Mr. Amshock-,”

“Was a horrible person to me and I’m glad he’s dead.”

“You can’t mean that. He did take care of you after your mother passed.”

“That’s because he wouldn’t have been able to live with himself knowing that he didn’t follow my mother’s wishes. He did everything she asked of him, even after she died.”

“But still, Mr. Demings-,”

“And besides, why would I want anything from a person that violated me?”

“I don’t understand,” the balding man says.

“When I was fifteen he found out I was gay and raped me later that night. Earlier this year he comes to visit me unexpectedly with the intent on doing the same thing. I was lucky the first day that he showed up at my apartment since I was expecting a member of law enforcement stopping by or he would have raped me that day instead of the next day when he came back. Hence the need for the restraining order that I know you assholes tried to get revoked.”

“Mr. Demings…”

“That man couldn’t stand me. He even refused to give me his last name. My last name is from my birth father, a man that I’ve only heard stories about from my mother, but I love far more than I could ever love that bastard. I don’t want a fucking thing from him, why can’t you get that through your thick skulls?”

“Gentlemen,” my lawyer spoke up, “you are upsetting my client tremendously. He says he doesn’t want anything from Amshock’s estate, so let’s leave it at that.”

“Very well, then. I do apologize for upsetting you Mr. Demings.”

“Whatever. Are we done here?”

“Yes we are sir. I thank you for-,”

“Stuff it,” I say getting up and walking out.

 

“It’s about time you got out of there,” Matthew spoke standing up from the hard wooden bench.

I hug him, “Yeah, I know. Those idiots were wondering why I didn’t want anything from him.”

“Maybe it’s because he only saw you as a moneymaker?”

I laugh, “That’s it. So, what brings you to New York?”

I heard about Amshock on the news. I figured they’d have you here a few days so I hopped a flight as fast as I could,” Matthew hands me a manila envelope, “There’s also a box that your mother wanted you to have. I shipped it out so it should arrive at your place in a few days since I knew you’d be gone as soon as things were taken care of.”

“Thanks uncle Matt.”

“No problem my boy. Now why don’t you head on back home to your guy. I’m sure he misses you something bad.”

I smile, “I miss him, too.”   

 

          Jake’s POV

I so glad that bastard’s out of Aaron’s life. Now he can be at ease. When he came through the gate I was so happy to see him. I grabbed his carry-on and walked close beside him as we went through the airport. He’s so relieved to be home. On our way to his place he leans against me. He must be tired from all the flying he’s done in a short amount of time. Fortunately mom said it was ok for me to stay a few nights with him when I told her about his stepfather. That vacation did her worlds of good.

We get inside his apartment and as usual, I’m pinned against the wall with his tongue in my mouth. I love it when he does that. I bring my arms around him and keep him close to me. We part for air and he leans against me, “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too. Welcome home love.”

“Let’s go to bed, I’m tired.”

“Anything you want love.”

I feel him smile, “I love you Jacob.”

“I love you too Aaron.”

 

 

I’m so glad today is a teacher’s workday. I don’t think I’d be able to tolerate sitting in those chairs. And since today’s Friday, I’ve got a few days to recover. Aaron’s moment of tiredness only lasted a few minutes. He felt relief when he got to use his pillow. That relief apparently turned to horniness as he started sucking on my nipple like there’s no tomorrow…not that I’m complaining. He’s got a great mouth. I have to admit, I like it when Aaron’s in control. It could be because he’s my first, I don’t know. I do know that he knows what he wants and I’m more than happy to give it to him. I love him so much.

We spent much of the night alternating between the bed and bath rooms as when we’d go a round or two in bed we’d have to take a shower. Of course, the first few times it did start out as a shower, then it just ended up as an alternative to making love horizontally. Aaron definitely has a thing for sex in the shower…not that I’m complaining. Besides, it was his fault he went to see his uncle for a week after he spent fall break with me. School’s totally to blame for prior to that. I somehow managed to end up sleeping on my stomach with Aaron resting peacefully on my back. Oh yeah, that was the last position we were in. I can feel a dull throbbing in my ass as Aaron’s right hand makes its way down my side. If I were on my stomach I’d flip us over and give him a blow job as his wake up call, “Morning love,” I speak sleepily.

He kisses my shoulder blade, “Morning,” he then starts kissing down my spine and his hands come to my ass.

“Hey love, do you think…we could take it easy this morning?”

“Are you sore?”

“…just a bit…”

He massages my ass before placing a kiss on each cheek, “Sure love.”

He moves off me and I turn over slightly, frowning when the sheet clung to my stomach, “Yeah, I need a shower,” I say peeling the sheet from me. Aaron gets up and heads into the bath. Despite the fact that just slept in my own cream, I still want a go with him in the shower. I think I’m addicted to shower sex. Finally detaching myself from the sheet, I go into the shower to see that Aaron’s already under the spray. I slide open the door and step in behind him. I clean off the leftover evidence of my love for him before hugging him from behind. I let my hands wander over his slick body before coming to rest at his hips. His hands come atop mine and guide mine to his beautifully hard shaft. My cock twitches against his ass as I slowly stroke him. He leans his head back on my shoulder and thrusts into my hands. I kiss his jaw line and move my left hand down to his sac to still his thrusts and speed up my right hand.

“Jacob…mmmm,” he moans and his hands grip my forearms.

“Let me take you?” I whisper in his ear.  

 

Aaron turns his head towards me and I capture his lips. We break our kiss long enough for him to turn around and our lips meet again. I rest my hands at his hips, he then brings them to rest on his nice firm ass. We part from each other’s lips and bring our foreheads together. My heart is racing, I want to know his answer. He reaches over and grabs a bottle that’s normally not in the shower, the lube. By the time we get into the shower, there’s really no need for it. He leans back a bit as he pops the cap. He reaches up to the showerhead and angles it towards our legs then pours some lube on his fingers, “Spread me,” he says before claiming my lips in a hard kiss. I part his firm globes and he sets about preparing himself while our tongues do battle. I’m so hard it starting to hurt, but I wait for him to give me the signal, kneading his ass all the while. He breaks our kiss to moan in appreciation of my hands. I grind my cock against him and moan in anticipation. I want to be inside him so bad. I want him screaming out my name until he’s hoarse. My body is tingling with the expectation of being incased in that glorious heat. I will make him mine again.

That’s when I feel my aggression creep in. I move my right hand and join his fingers as they prep his entrance, causing him to groan and soon it’s only my fingers opening him. He thrusts himself back against my digits. I wrap my left arm around his lean waist and hold him in place as I continue to stretch him. I duck my head to his neck and take his flesh between my teeth biting gently gaining a mewl of delight from my lover. That bastard took him from me and now I’m going to truly reclaim what’s mine. I nip my way along his shoulder before I remove my fingers from him, making sure to leave marks. Aaron’s hand comes between our bodies to coat my throbbing length with lube. I take his hand from my cock and turn him around and press him against the tiled wall. I place my swollen head at his entrance then still his hips. I nip my way long the back of his shoulders, his body shaking with the need to be filled by me.   

“Please…Jacob…”

“Please what,” I growl in his ear, my hands gripping his hips.

“…Please…don’t be gentle…too long…” he pants, hips trying to impale himself on my shaft. I nip the flesh below his ear and push my cock into him so that my head is inside that wonderful heat that I’ve missed the past few days. Sure, he’s ridden me plenty back during the break, but that was at his pace. Now, he’s at my mercy, “Jacob…more,” come his cries, “…please…I want you…in me…” he begs, my cock gets harder. I slide in a couple more inches then stop. He squeezes me and I groan then bite down at the apex of his neck, “Jacob!” he shouts. I plunge in to the hilt, tearing a delicious yell of pleasure from his mouth. I stop and try to gather my wits about me. He feels so good around me and I moan to let him know. Aaron sighs and I smile as I know I have plenty of time to pound into him to my liking, and his.

I pull out a few inches, then slowly push back in. I’m not going to risk tearing him the first chance I get to have my wicked way with him. If he wants it hard, he’s gonna have to beg me good for it. I work up to a gentle pace of thrusting, relishing in the sounds of his whimpers for more as I add more teeth marks to his back. I keep his hips still and feel his body trembling with the need for me to go faster. I pick up my pace a fraction and he gets louder. I missed this so much. Yes I like it when he’s in control, but I love it when I have him in the shower.

“Don’t move,” I say in his ear. I reach my right hand around to his take his length. He shivers as I stroke him at a pace slower than my thrusts. I then slow down my thrusts and alternately speed up my hand, his tunnel gripping me tighter as I do this. I moan in his ear and he shudders. His cock is swelling in my hand and I slow down to trace the path of his veins along this beautiful piece of flesh. He cries out at the cease of my hand stroking him, his head coming to rest on the wall. I grin and take his head in my palm and squeeze around it gently, then pull out and thrust hard into him. His head comes back to my shoulder as I pull out slowly again and thrust hard and fast into that wonderful heat, my momentum pushing his cock into my hand. I tighten my grip around his cock and I feel his body shake, his passage gripping me even tighter, “Come,” I say and thrust into him hard and fast until his body stiffens and I feel his seed pulse through his cock, his voice ringing loudly in the bath. Music to my ears.

I catch him about the waist and ease him down to sit in my thighs on the floor, my cock still buried inside him. I look at the wall and see his cream flow down until it meets the water and disappears down the drain. His aftershocks spasm through his body and clench his muscles around me. I run my hands up his chest and kiss his back. I grin as I look at the marks turning red along his shoulders.

“Jacob,” he pants.

“We’re not done yet,” I say as my fingers tease his nipples. He shudders. Beautiful.

I push him up to his knees using my hips. He moans as my cock pushes deeper into him as I bring him into place against the wall again. Aaron’s head comes back to rest on my shoulder and I kiss his cheek, “I love you Aaron,” I whisper in his ear then reach down and stroke his sensitive flesh. His body shudders nicely for me and I start to thrust into his tunnel. I can never get enough of being inside him. His passage hugs my cock superbly and soon I’m thrusting hard into him, his voice getting raw, but nonetheless wonderful as he speaks the litany of my name. His hands come to brace himself against the wall and he pushes back into me. I let go of his now rock hard cock to grip his hips and give him what he wants. I watch as his back bows, pushing out his ass even more to me. His back is stunning as the water flows down his hair and over his muscles and rushes against my stomach as I pound into him. I will definitely keep that image in mind for the next time I draw, it’s breathtaking. Yes, I’m fully addicted to shower sex.  

I close my eyes as Aaron’s body continues to grip me in delicious ways and I grip his hips tighter. He’s gonna have bruises. The sounds he’s making do nothing but spur me on as I feel my climax approaching. I angle my thrusts to hit his sweet spot and send him into overdrive. His tunnel suddenly squeezes me tight, his voice calls out my name and that’s all it took for me to flood him with my essence. I rest my head against his back as he leans against the wall.

“Jacob,” he speaks after a few minutes. I wrap my arms around him and lace more kisses along his spine. He squeezes me gently and I moan. He rocks his hips against me, wanting more. I smile and thrust slowly into him. After a few minutes he moves to meet my thrusts gripping me all the while. I pick up my pace and before I know it, I’m back to hard thrusts and bruising grips on him, “More Jacob,” he cries. I angle my thrusts again and delight as he screams out my name. I keep that pace for a minute then slow down, “No…please…don’t stop…” he begs hoarsely. I lace my fingers with his on the wall and nuzzle his neck before nipping again at the already red flesh. I bring our arms together at his stomach hugging him tightly then begin my onslaught of thrusts that leaves him breathless as he comes hard for me.

“I love you Aaron,” I say when I regain my senses after releasing in him.

“I love you too Jacob,” he pants. I leave his passage after a few more minutes and then we manage to stand up and take an actual shower…that is until I insist that I make sure he’s nice and clean south of the border. He needs to come a few more times for me.

 

 

Aaron’s POV

I’m so glad today’s Saturday. I don’t have to deal with the markets for two days. I’ll need that time to recover. I wonder if I broke three digits on my water bill. I can’t believe we spent four hours in the shower. But it was well worth every penny. I missed having Jacob take control like that. It felt so invigorating to have him take me any way he pleased. I’m so glad he asked for control last night.

When we finally made it to bed he pulled me atop him quickly. I thought we were about to go another round but instead he just held me, his hands on occasion roaming over my body. I snuggled into my pillow and fell asleep with a smile on my face. I wake up to his large gentle hands caressing the small of my back. I look into his dreamy eyes and smile.

“Morning,” he says, his fingers making abstract patterns on my skin.

“Morning love,” say in a hoarse whisper. My throat hurts from last night events. I’m surprised the cops weren’t called on us. I guess I should be thankful.

“You probably shouldn’t try and talk a lot today.”

I nod then rest my head on his chest again. A hand soon comes and plays with my hair. It’s gotten a bit longer since I’ve been here. I may have to cut it at some point.

“I’ll have to call my mom soon,” he says after a while of silence. I make an attempt to get off him but his arms won’t let me, “I said soon, not right now. Besides, it’s only eight. She’s in the middle of answering emails right now and she won’t answer the phone until around ten. Dad’s probably still asleep since he went in to work a full shift early yesterday and Amber’s…doin’ what ever the hell she does this freakin’ early on a Saturday morning.”

I giggle and feel my throat tighten a bit. I may have overdone it a bit, but I couldn’t help it. Jacob brings that out in me. I love him so much.

 

 

 

Jacob finally had to go home after staying with me for three days. It was nice having someone to share my place with. I’m glad we’ll be sharing this place when her graduates. My smile falters a bit when I think about that day. It will hurt him more than ever when he tells his parents. I’ve been on the receiving end of such actions myself and I can only imagine how it will be coming from the two people responsible for giving him life.

I sit down at my computer and open the bottom right drawer. I pull out the envelope that my uncle gave me. It’s something that she wanted me to have after Paul had fulfilled his obligations. I open it with my hands trembling a little. Inside is a letter written in my mother’s hand. I pull it out with tears stinging my eyes. I had almost forgotten what her handwriting looked like.

 

My dearest Aaron,

You are reading this now instead of years ago because I wanted to make sure that you were taken care of by the man that I had loved so much since your father was taken from us.

 

“Loved?” I say aloud.

 

I truly hate myself for not protecting you like a mother should have. By the time I discovered the truth of his later actions, I was not able to help you. I am ashamed that I am not able to help you now that my condition has gotten worse. I know you are not one for a lot of words so I will come out and say it. I knew that Paul had no feelings towards you when you were a child. He did not like it when I would tell you about your father, but I felt you needed to know about Jeffrey because he was your real father.

 

          “Jeffrey,” I spoke softly. I had forgotten his name. She stopped telling me stories about my father when I got to middle school since I started showing interest in soccer and running. It kept me out of the house so I wouldn’t have to deal with Paul whenever he was there. I haven’t told Jacob that I ran cross country and played soccer when I was in school.  

 

I could see in your eyes back then that you wanted to run to me and tell me how Paul was treating you, but you did not. You held back because you wanted to see me happy. You endured so much just to see me smile again and I can only find shame in my selfishness to find happiness at the expense of my beloved son.  

I take even more shame at the fact that I did nothing when I was told that he had hurt you while I was away with my friends. Lindsey told me that he came late that night and went to your room. She had said he’d given her and Thomas the rest of the day off when they had barely started the day. She felt something was wrong so she made it a point to keep track of his movements throughout the house that day. She overheard the harsh names he called you before he left and heard his footsteps going to your room upon his return. She knew he did something when she went in to change your sheets the next day and noticed that it was already done. You never liked the color gray.

 

          I sniffed, tears unshed spilling over my bottom lashes. I always thought of the color gray as sadness. When I changed my sheets that next day I just grabbed the first ones I got my hands on.  

 

Before she and Thomas were let go by Paul, she told me of a room within the mansion that only he had a key to. She told me of the security measures that he had taken during my final trip abroad and she believed that it had to do with that room. Little did he know that I knew how to picks locks.

 

          I smile, “You definitely knew your way around in life mom.”

 

I went into the room and was shocked to discover that it was a monitoring room with screens of several rooms within the mansion. I was astonished to see that there were screens into your bed and bath rooms. I had to leave the room because I could only imagine what horrible things he must have been doing in there. That, I am sad to say is when my health started to go downhill, but it is still no excuse for what I let him do to you dearest.

 

          I put my hand over my mouth. I remembered the day she had to be rushed to the hospital, then several more trips followed that one. The doctors had told her to take it easy after she married Paul but kept part of her grueling schedule as a public defender. Even with all the trips that Paul sent her on, she still worked hard. Finding out that Paul had set up cameras in my room must have been all the stress that her body could take, “Oh mom.”

 

You still kept a brave face for me through all of it. You were determined to keep a smile on my face even if it cost you yours. While I know that words aren’t enough to take away the pain of everything he did to you, I am truly sorry for putting you through all of that for the sake of my happiness.

Upon your thirtieth birthday, all of the assets Paul acquired by your means will have been handed back over to you. At the time I’m writing this that comes to about one hundred and forty-six million dollars as I have no doubt that that number has greatly increased by the time you read this letter. I always knew you had a talent with numbers, and unfortunately Paul caught on to it. He does not know that he will be giving you back everything you earned for him at the time of my death as I will have stated in my will that he is to compensate you the amount of one million two hundred and sixteen thousand dollars or thirty-five percent of his net monthly income whichever is greater each month until you reach age thirty. I know this is a small price to pay for the pain he’s caused you, and I know that I can now do nothing to make it right, but at least I know that you will not have to depend on him ever again. The money was yours to begin with so it is only right that it should go back to you. If you do not wish use the money he will be bound to send you, I understand. I have a feeling that you will have acquired yourself an amount aside from this as I left you as the beneficiary of my life insurance policies which will total around one million. I do want you to get away from Paul and I hope that those policies helped you in that matter. I had Matthew keep them in his possession and I know as soon as he hands you the papers he will tell you to get away. Paul will only need an account number to deposit the money into as I have no doubt that he will comply with my final wishes. I am sorry to say that he does love me with all his heart, but he should have tried more to love you as well. And I should have done my best to protect you.

I am sorry that I will not be around to see your smile when you find someone that loves you with all his heart. Yes, I knew you have an affinity for the same sex. You didn’t really get along with girls growing up and I can only imagine now that you’re able to tolerate them more than when you were in school if they aren’t fawning over you.

Matthew has a box that he will send to you when you’re free of Paul that contains items that belonged to Jeffrey. I know that you’ll want to posses something of his. He was so happy when he found out I was pregnant. He was walking in the clouds the entire time I was carrying you. He couldn’t wait to hold you in his arms. He loved you so much. If you remember anything else of me remember that I love you with all my heart and that I want you to smile as much as possible for the rest of your life.  

                                                         

                                                          Mirien Demings

 

I hold her letter to my chest, tears flowing down my cheeks.   

 

 

Jake’s POV

Aaron’s been a bit out of it lately. I wonder what all took place up in New York. After a long week of school I ask my mom to be able to spend the weekend with him. I tell her that I think there may be something bothering him and she gives the ok seeing how he may still be in mourning. If she knew what he did to Aaron, I doubt she’d think that. I call Aaron after packing some clothes for the weekend.

“Hey love,” he answers.

“Hey there. How are you?”

“I’m good.”

“Would you like some company for the weekend?”

“Is your mother ok with that?”

“Yeah, I just talked to her. She’s ok with it.”

“When will you be here?”

“I’ll be on my way in about five minutes.”

“Great. I’ll see you then.”

“Ok. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

I hang up and sigh.

“Who were you talking to?”

I turn around and see my mom in the doorway. Oh shit, this could be bad, “Ali.”

“And are Ali’s parents going to be home?”

“I…guess so.”

“Young man, I don’t appreciate the fact that you’re lying to me right now,” she says taking a step inside my room, “Now tell me the truth. Who were you talking to just now?”

“That was Ali mom. I haven’t talked to her all week. I was going to stop by her house for a few before I go to Aaron’s. I’m fairly certain that Mrs. Metworth will be there since she’s been working on a new collection of pottery.”

“You’re too young to be saying you love anyone.”

I sigh, “Mom, I’ve known her all my life, of course I love her. She’s a great person,” she opens her mouth, “And before you start, no we aren’t having sex. We’ve barely had a chance to see each other for more than a few minutes lately. School keeps up plenty busy. I was just checking on her, really.”

She gives me a stern look. Why does this have to be so difficult with her? It’s true that I haven’t talked to Ali lately since she has to deal with science fair stuff. She totally hates it, “No more than fifteen minutes, understand? Call me when you get there so I can speak to her. And I will call you when time is up.”

I nod, “Yes ma’am.”

“Tell Aaron that he is welcome to come over for dinner should he want some company. It must be hard on him losing his father that suddenly.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Be on your way Jacob,” she says and leaves my room. I sigh and grab my overnight bag. 

 

 

I go over to Ali’s place and let her know the deal with my mom and she goes along with it. Soon I’m on my way to Aaron’s after letting him know that I had to make a stop first. I open the door to find him sitting on the sofa going through a box. He looks up and smiles, his eyes are red, “Hey love.”

I drop my bag beside the sofa and gather him in my arms. It feels so good to hold him. I pull back a bit and brush my thumb over a wet cheek, “Are you alright?”

He nods, “I’m ok. I was just going through the box of my father’s things uncle Matt sent me the other day,” Aaron put his head on my shoulder and we sat there in silence. I look over at the box. Beside the box lay a photo of a man with blonde hair standing with a beautiful woman in his arms smiling.

‘He looks just like his dad,’ I thought.

 “She knew,” he spoke after a while.

“What?”

He lifted his head from my shoulder, “She knew that Paul didn’t like me. She left me a letter uncle Matt gave me when I was in New York. I read if after you left Sunday. She was told by one of the former housekeepers about the night he came back from the bar, and about the cameras.”

“Why didn’t she do anything about it?”

He sighed, “’Cause she knew that I would have denied all of it. I would’ve given her some cock-and-bull story about it and told her not to worry about me.”

“Aaron, why would you lie about stuff like that? He raped you, love. That’s serious stuff. I know your mom would have done something had you told her.”

“And she would have…had I told her. But you don’t get it love, it was the first time in a long time that she had happiness besides just me and I did not want to change that for her. I made up my mind back when Paul had made it known to me that he didn’t care for me that I would endure everything that he threw my way to keep her happy. She knew that. I can not hate her for that, I will not. Had he done anything bad to her, I would have killed him with out a second thought. She also knew that.”

“Aaron…”

“Please don’t make me feel guilty about that Jacob. I didn’t like seeing her struggle, knowing that I wasn’t able to help her since I was too young. I wanted her to be happy and she was. I would go through it all over again if I had to.”

I hug him to me tightly. I can’t even begin to imagine what life was like for him when he was younger. I wish he didn’t have to go through all of that. He didn’t deserve to be hurt like that, no matter what the circumstances were. But I can’t fault him either for wanting to see his mother happy. I am glad that he’s able to find happiness for himself now. I’m glad that he’s in my life, “I love you Aaron.”

“I love you too Jacob.”

 

         

 

Things have gotten better for Aaron since then. The winter holidays come and go and it’s now spring time and with it track season. It’s April and we’re hosting a charity invitational track meet today. Lots of people turn out to catch a glimpse at the hometown favorite Raime Walker. Even Andrew showed up, no surprise there since they’re great friends. I still don’t know why he never tried to date her. Aside from being a little strange, she’s actually a pretty cool chick. I’m not saying that Kimberly was bad or anything, it’s just that those two seemed to be closer. The Crew finishes helping out with shot and discus and I’m walking back to the main track with a couple of the Amazons when I catch a glimpse of red hair talking with Coach Morgansen. The color is much like Raime’s but I can tell it’s not her since she doesn’t braid her hair. Something about that person is making my heart beat a little faster. I shake my head and keep on walking. Probably just someone the coach is trying to recruit, that’s all. When I finally make it to my room, that shock of red hair comes back into my mind again. I think it may be trouble. I hope I don’t see that person again.

 

School ends for the summer and get to spend time with my love between work and shuttling Amber around to hang out with her friends. At least now I don’t have to watch her as much. I love being able to get off work and go over to Aaron’s and spend time loving him. I don’t even mind getting up and doing the morning shift as long as I can see him before training starts. I’m glad that training is starting earlier this year. It’ll give us a chance to take a break before school starts so Amber won’t bug me about going to the street fair while I’m training. I don't really mind, but after a morning of lifting and running, I'd rather not walk around. I'd rather take a nap in peace.

 

It’s the day before training and as always I’m excited about getting into the gym. I got edged out in shot put and discus by a total of one inch to win both at state. Aaron did a really good job of cheering me up that night. I decided to return the favor by talking him to our favorite spot in the park. We get to the oak tree and it was all I could do to keep myself from ripping his clothes off. We don’t visit our place a lot but every time we come it’s always special.  

“It’s such a nice day to be out,” Aaron says as we sit between the gnarled roots of the tree.

I pull him into my lap, “Yeah, a perfect day to be outside having all sorts of wicked fun,” I say then kiss him soundly. I bury one hand in his hair and the other is making its way under his shirt to his nipples. He moans as I tweak one before pulling away to remove his shirt. I dip my head and take the bud into my mouth, his hand threads its way through my curls. I love it when he does that. My hands make their way to his shorts, my right taking hold of his yummy ass and the left working on getting into said shorts.

“Mmmm, Jacob,” he moans as I reach inside his boxers to take hold of his buried treasure. I stroke him slowly, drawing more moans from him. He toes off his shoes as I come up from his nipple to claim his lips again. I slip my right hand down the back and fill it with nice firm ass. I break our kiss to nibble my way down his neck.

“Mmmm, you really want me out of my clothes don’t yoummmm,” he says as I nibble at his collarbone while squeezing that delectable behind of his.

“So what are you waiting for?” I say into his chest. He stands up and shimmies out of the rest of his clothes. I get up on my knees and bring him down on his then go back to exploring his mouth. His hands come about my waist and make their way up my body with shirt in tow. I pause to pull my shirt over my head and Aaron takes the opportunity to glide his fingertips over my nipples making me shiver. He then proceeds to trace my abs with those wonderful digits while latching on to my left nipple. I’m rock hard and I need to be free of my shorts and preferably inside him. I reach down to unbuckle my belt when his hands come down and push mine aside. I let him finish undressing me. Before my shorts are even to my knees he’s got my head in his mouth and sucking passionately. A hand automatically finds its way to his hair as I groan in pleasure. After a few minutes, I reluctantly cease his actions so I can get my shorts off completely along with my shoes.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he says looking up at me. I can’t help but blush. I get back on my knees and take him in my arms.

“I love you,” I say between kisses.

“I love you too Jacob,” he replies as his hands come behind me to squeeze my ass. I sit back on my clothes against the trunk of the tree and bring him to straddle me. He reaches into his pants pocket to retrieve a small bottle of oil. He pours some over his fingers and on our aching cocks then takes them in his hand and pumps slowly, making both of us moan. I take the oil from him and pour a bit over my own fingers then reach behind him to his entrance and bring him even closer to me. I suck on his right nipple as I prep him, drinking in the sounds he makes, my own from his hand making his nipples harder as I tease the tender morsel with my tongue. I add another finger and soon I have him wanting to ride my fingers, his moans making me heady. I steady him with my left hand so that I can finish prepping him and give his nipples the tongue massage they desperately want.

His hand comes to my wrist and I sit back and look up into his ocean blues, “Please Jacob, I want you inside me,” he says, eyes clouded with desire. Who am I to deny my lover what he wants?

“Anything you want love,” I say and smile as he rises up and places me at his entrance. He sinks down slowly and ascends us both into content bliss. Soon he’s fully seated and I have to occupy his mouth again. He breaks our kiss and begins moving and soon the air fills with our moans and pants. He looks absolutely gorgeous when he’s riding me, his swollen lips parted, his eyelids half mast as he’s looking down into mine, body flush with color as a thin sheen of sweat makes his body glisten in the intermitted patches of sun that peaks through the leaves. His pace picks up much to my delight and I grip his hip tighter, “Sweet gods, Jacob,” he pants as he leans back, his hands digging into my shoulders. He then stops and looks down at me breathing hard, “Jacob….more…I want more…” he says between breaths. He gets off of me and I moan from the loss of that delicious heat. He lies down on his back and beckons me with his eyes, my smile becomes primal. I crawl atop him and place a soulful kiss on those plump lips as I position myself again at his opening.

“I love you Aaron,” I say breathily then plunge in to the hilt, tearing a beautiful cry from him as his legs wrap around my waist. My aggressiveness takes over much to Aaron’s enjoyment. His hands tighten their grip on my shoulders as I pound him into the soft grass beneath him. The sounds coming from him only fuel my desire to give him all the pleasure he deserves. I bury my face in the junction of his shoulder and neck and pound harder into him, the earthy scent and his intertwining as I breathe in, making me growl and Aaron shudder. I feel his cock between us getting thicker as his hard tip rubs against me. His grip on my cock tightens as well as his hands. I nip my way along his neck as his breathing gets heavier, his moans strained with passion, “Come hard for me Aaron,” I growl in his ear and he readily complies, his body stringing tight as a drawn bow, his liquid desire splashing between us. His hard tremors and his pulsing tunnel bring me over into bliss seconds later. I keep enough wits about me to turn us over and collapse into the soft grass with Aaron resting peacefully on top, “Happy anniversary love,” I say after recovering a bit. His arms squeeze my sides and he places a kiss over my heart.

“Happy anniversary.”

 

 

 

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