“Nnnnh, fuck, that’s it, boy,” he yelled, his cock going steel hard for one more moment and then he pulsed hot between them.
Cum spilled over the head of his dick, and he used it to slide down his shaft and squeeze out every bit of cum.
Panting, Triton slid forward and collapsed on his chest.
“Oh wow.” Triton breathed hard and then gave an exhausted giggle.
“What?” Diesel smirked, gazing down into the boy’s upturned face, fingers gently brushing the blond hair from his forehead.
“I haven’t topped in a long time,” Triton admitted with a soft smile.
Diesel ran his hands up and down Triton’s back, hips, and ass before starting all over again.
“I don’t like to always top.”
Triton smiled and lifted up to kiss him. “It was perfect.”
He smiled sleepily and held the boy close.
A little while later, the rising sun drew him from the bed and the warm arms of a sleepy Triton.
Reaching the front room, Diesel started the fire and then headed to the kitchen to make coffee.
He pulled his cell from where it laid charging on the counter, and called his brother.
“Hey, Zane. All okay?”
“All good here. How are you liking the house?”
“I love it here. You know that.”
Zane chuckled. “And having Triton there makes it perfect.”
Diesel hesitated.
“Admit it.”
“It does, but…”
“No buts. Can’t you just for once enjoy it? Get out of your own way.”
“He’s twenty-two, I’m thirty-eight. I’m old enough to be his father.”
“So the fuck what? When does love have an age limit?”
“We are worlds apart.”
“That never bothered you before that asshat Shawn. Why now?”
“I’m too old to keep making the same mistakes.”
“Then don’t,” Zane said, and then sighed when he went quiet. “What about the Army?” His brother wisely changed the subject.
“I…” He let out a breath.
“What? Will you pass your physical?”
“Probably. Maybe? I don’t know, and I’m not sure I even want to reenlist.”
“Either way, bro, you’ve served a lot of years.”
“I just don’t want to let the unit down.”
“You haven’t let anyone down. Nobody would blink an eye if you retired, D. They’d be glad for you. Like I am. You’ve fought long and hard. You deserve to retire.”
His eyes burned and he swallowed tightly. “Thanks, bro.”
“That’s what I’m here for. I love you.”
“Speaking of love, how’s Isaac?”
“I’m hanging up now,” Zane snapped.
Diesel barked with laughter.
The line went dead and he grinned.
“Hey.” The soft voice brushed over him, and he turned to find the slim young man behind him.
Why the hell not? He opened his arms.
Triton ran into his arms like wild sin and he cupped the back of his head and took his lips in a heated kiss. He’d been hot for the boy for months. Sometimes, dreams did come true. Maybe it was time for him to trust in that.
Diesel
“I miss our plants and flowers.” Triton’s pretty mouth pulled into a sad smile. “I hope Isaac is watering them.”
“I’m sure he is.” He finished his morning coffee and rinsed his cup. They’d spent three of the seven days he had planned on staying here.
Turning, he found Triton’s blue eyes following him. Close to normal, that was what this felt like.
“Getting bored?” He was curious.
“What? No! I just discovered that Zane has a massive library. Did you know that?” Triton’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“Yes.” He smiled, relieved.
“I finished the book I brought with me and thought I’d borrow one of his if that’s okay? But the glass door is locked.” White teeth worried a plump bottom lip.
“Come with me.” Diesel held a hand out and drew Triton out of the kitchen and to the library’s glass door. He lifted the small vase sitting on a small table next to the door and unlocked it.
“It’s only locked to keep the dust out so the books stay preserved. Some of these are first editions.”
“Oh my,” Triton whispered and stepped in close to inspect the book spines. “Can I read one?”
“I’m sure you can. The expensive ones are under lock and key, and I don’t have the key for those.” He pointed to a large, enclosed glass bookcase that sat on the far wall.
Triton wandered around the room, and Diesel took a seat in one of the large wing back chairs.
“Fantasy?” He glanced at the book in Triton’s hand when the man curled into the chair next to him.
“Romance,” Triton said with a cheeky grin.
Diesel chuckled. “How could I not know that?”
“Well, now you do.” Triton smiled. “What are you reading?”
“Fantasy.” He held up the vampire book.
“Oh, I love vampires. They’re so sexy.”
“You might like this one, it has a bit of romance in it.”
They spent the afternoon talking about books and movies instead of any actual reading, but Diesel didn’t mind.
“Hungry?” he eventually suggested when the morning turned into afternoon.
“Starving,” Triton assured him with a smile. “I think we missed lunch.”
Heading together into the kitchen, they set about making lunch and then migrated to the couch to watch a movie.
Diesel had to admit he was having a damned fine time spending the day with Triton without worry of Clay finding them.
If he took the chance, would this be their life? Making love, talking, laughing, and making plans to visit their friends? He rubbed at his chest when his heart lurched, and he couldn’t stop his smile from growing.
Perhaps Zane was right. He’d served his time. Wasn’t he due for some happiness and love?
“What?” Triton’s smile was soft, curious.
“Come here.” He stood and held his arms out.
Triton came to him, and Diesel pulled the boy into his arms. Those strong arms and legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he slowly made his way down the hall to the master bedroom.
Spreading the boy onto the bed like a feast, he stripped Triton of his clothing and then removed his own. Leaning over his slim, decadent body, Diesel brushed his closely cropped beard and mustache over Triton’s skin.
Before long, he eased into Triton’s body.
“Oh yes,” Triton groaned as his channel stretched to accommodate his girth.
Triton arched on the bed in an erotic curve, and Diesel’s balls swelled. Heat surged into his gut as he sank deep.
Triton fit him like a glove; tight, hot, and slick.
All thought beyond being inside of Triton’s body flew out of his head. The boy’s hands traced his shoulders; his fingers gripping his hair urged him harder, faster, and deeper until Diesel wasn’t sure where he stopped and Triton began.
Sucking up the skin at his neck, Triton’s short nails scraped into his back and Diesel groaned at the hot mouth sucking him.