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“Good folks.” Wyl took Rod’s hand. “I’m a little surprised that Rebekah knows Mitzi.”
“Me too.” Rod laced their fingers. “Stewy is lucky he has such understanding parents. I’m glad we helped reunite that family.”
“And I’m glad we’re alone.” Wyl leaned over and kissed Rod. “Good thing we aren’t wearing our ball caps. We’d be in trouble!”
“Boy howdy,” Rod laughed.
Chapter Twenty-Six
The doctor released Rod from the hospital mid-morning on Tuesday. Wyl called a cab to take them to the condo.
“Let’s not do that again,” Wyl gripped Rod’s hand as the cab maneuvered the streets. “It’s hard on a guy losing his brother and then almost losing his husband. I was so distraught at the hospital that I actually passed out. Dr. Wilson revived me and was worried about me, too.”
“I’m glad you found me. And you can stop me the next time I want to put something weird in my mouth.”
The cab dropped them at the front door of the building. After thanking the security crew for their help in getting emergency services on site, they went upstairs to their penthouse.
“Let’s grab a shower.” Rod nodded toward the bedroom. “I last took a shower on Thursday. I bet the same goes for you.”
“I stayed at the hospital the entire time. A shower is a good idea!”
They went into the bedroom, stripped, and stepped into the rain shower, letting the warm water trickle down their torsos as they washed each other. After the shower, they shaved and groomed.
Wyl tossed his hairbrush to the counter. “How about a welcome home glass of champagne?”
“Sounds good to me.” Rod reached for his hairbrush.
Wyl donned his thick terry robe and went into the den to retrieve a bottle from the fridge, while Rod finished in the bathroom. Wyl poured the champagne, and when he turned to give Rod his glass, Rod stood…robe hanging open…goods in full view…with his ball cap on.
“Hey, Marine…see anything you like?” Rod grinned as his cock thickened with anticipation.
“Boy howdy.” Wyl practically tossed the champagne glasses back onto the bar. “You know the effect that ball cap has.”
“Here’s yours.” Rod handed Wyl his ball cap.
Wyl put it on and untied his sash so his robe hung open.
“Cowboy has a hard-on.” Wyl ogled Rod’s erect cock.
“And the little Marine is standing at attention,” Rod said. “C’mere!”
Rod pulled Wyl to him and wove his arms around Wyl’s waist under his robe, their hard cocks nesting between them.
“Oh god, Roddy, the things you do to me,” Wyl panted as he reached inside Rod’s robe, stroked his chest, worked his way down to his stomach, and finally to his hard cock. “What’s this thing?” Wyl teased.
“Hard evidence of my love for you.” Rod lowered his arms and let his robe slide to the floor. He pulled Wyl into a deep and passionate kiss, stroking Wyl’s chest and tweaking his nipples. He scraped his fingernails down Wyl’s stomach to his little rancher, teasing the erect manhood and caressing his balls. Wyl shivered and gasped as strong waves of pleasure flooded his body. He let his robe fall to the floor.
“Oh God, don’t stop. That feels incredible,” Wyl gasped as he teased Rod’s man tool, fingering the sensitive areas and spreading the slick pre-cum along his shaft.
Rod growled deep inside his chest. “Mmmmmmm. You know how to turn me on, Marine.”
Wyl grabbed Rod’s butt cheeks, pulling his entire body up as Rod wrapped his legs around Wyl’s waist, holding Wyl by the neck. As they kissed, Rod reached down beneath his butt with one hand and spread the pre-cum on Wyl’s cock. Holding onto Wyl’s neck with his other arm. He lowered himself onto Wyl’s cock.
It felt so good. Wyl’s legs trembled as he struggled to stave off his orgasm.
“I’m about to cum,” Rod whispered in Wyl’s ear.
His hot breath and the husky man-scent scent did it. “Oh god… you’re pushing me over the edge,” Wyl gasped as the throes of pleasure overtook him, and he shot into Rod, jerking them both with his spasms.
