Page 46 of Say Uncle

“I’m glad to see you’ve got your priorities straight.” He rubbed his hand over my thigh, squeezing affectionately. “I’ve waited a long time tosee you fall, and I’m glad to see it finally happened with a guy like him.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He’s the right one for you. I can see it. I think he has a long way to go—both boys do—but they’ll get there. They’re on the right path, and together, I think we make a great team.”

“Yeah, I think so too. It feels right.”

Cass nodded. I took his lips in a kiss meant to remind him of the passion he could so easily stir in me. “I want inside of you again, sooner rather than later.”

“Maybe we can put on a show for our boys, a little how-to demonstration,” he suggested.

That sounded fucking perfect.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

We walked down the beach a ways to a restaurant that catered mainly to tourists, but had the best Caribbean cuisine. Nicky, who was a huge fan of conch fritters, tried codfish fritters and whelk soup. Cass ordered crab stuffed shells with a mango chutney sauce. I dipped my fork in his pasta and moaned when it hit my tongue. There was no food in the world better than Caribbean cooking. I ordered conch and dumplings, and Mattie stuck to spare ribs because it was what he recognized. His appetite was not quite as adventurous as ours. Cass ordered guavaberry rum for us, and we sipped slowly, savoring the sweet and slightly tart taste, while the boys watched with grumpy faces.

“You don’t know what you’re missing,” I taunted, licking the flavor from my lips.

Mattie groaned out loud. “All right already. We learned our lesson.”

“I ate too much,” Nicky complained, pushing his plate away. “I’m stuffed.” He rubbed his belly. “Which is a terrible idea, since I was hoping to get stuffed later.” Mattie choked on his iced tea and I smiled.

“Damn, you just put it out there like that, don’t you?” Mattie asked.

“You can’t get what you want if you don’t ask for it,” Nicky explained.

It was time. Finally, the moment I had been looking forward to for longer than I cared to admit. We motored back to the boat and climbed aboard, and the boys disappeared below deck to shower. What I wasn’t expecting was to walk in on them showering together. It was Nicky’s incessant giggling that caught my attention.

What could be so hilarious in the shower?

When I opened the door to find out, I saw both boys squeezed into the single stall, all soaped up and rubbing against each other, not in an effort to come, but more just boys being silly, playing around. Roaming hands and seeking tongues. Mattie shampooing the sand and salt water from Nicky’s hair.

Quietly, I shut the door, letting them have their moment to enjoy each other. I went through my duffel bag, grabbing the lube and blindfolds I’d brought with me, and went back upstairs to the living room to find Cass extending the cushions on the convertible sofa toturn it into a king-sized pull-out bed. I tossed down the blindfolds, and he smiled wickedly.

“Why don’t we sit outside on the sunbed? You and I can watch through the sliding glass doors. In fact, we’ll leave them open; that way, the boys can feel like they’re having their own moment, but we can still feel somewhat included.”

“That’s a great idea,” Cass agreed. “Then, when it looks like they’re ready, we can join them.”

The boys came downstairs dressed in nothing, skin still slightly damp and flushed from the shower. I let my eyes roam over both of them, one slender and small, with the creamiest skin, and undeveloped muscles that were somehow overwhelmingly sexy. The other larger and more solid, with tanned skin and slightly toned muscles. Both of them were beautiful boys.

“I’m squeaky clean now, Daddy. Do you want me to bend over so you can inspect me?”

Mattie gaped at him. “Damn, Nicky. There you go again.”

“What? He likes to inspect me, to make sure I scrubbedeverywhere.”

I caught Mattie’s eyes, and we shared a secret smile. Cass and Nicky had the kinkiest routine when they were home alone.

“No baby,” Cass replied. “I trust you’re squeaky clean. Why don’t you and Mattie go get comfortable on the couch inside?”

“Aren’t you coming?”

“We’ll be along in a moment.” I suddenly felt overdressed, and I slipped my T-shirt over my head, with Cass following suit, and then unbuttoned my jeans and wiggled them down my hips to expose my cotton-covered cock. There was no way I could watch them get warmed up and not have access to it. They sat close together, Nicky’s hands roaming all over Mattie’s chest, mapping his pecs. He leaned in to suck one nipple, and Mattie gasped. His eyes fell on me, and I rubbed my crotch.

He wanted me to watch him, to participate from a distance. He had all of my undivided attention. I turned to Cass, palming his cock. “Let me fuck you.”

“You’re not gonna wait for Mattie?”

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