by D. J. Manly
"You don't have to worry, baby, I haven't been with anyone you don't know." He chuckled. "It's all in the family."
Angelo froze for a second. "What?"
"It's a joke, baby, a joke. Come on. I'm so hot for you. Come on, stud." Tony turned around and dragged him down on the bed. He kissed him hotly, running his hands over him, tugging his nipples with his teeth.
Angelo was lost in his touch, his cock hard as rock.
He turned him back over onto his hands and knees and took him right there, rough and hard. Tony screamed out his orgasm, shooting realms of come.
Angelo came a few minutes later with a quiet shudder, lying back on the bed with a sigh.
Tony snuggled down beside him and fell off to sleep.
Angelo lay awake almost until the sun came up.
* * * * * *
Eight weeks later, Tony left the house that Drake had grown up in and waited on the curb for the limo.
Angelo stood outside with him, his arm around his shoulders. He hadn't slept all night. He lay there looking at Angelo sleep, thinking that he might never lie beside him again.
He was drinking his third cup of coffee when Angelo got up. Angelo hugged him, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Did you sleep at all?" He asked.
Tony shook his head.
"It's normal to be nervous."
It had nothing to do with performing. That was a piece of cake compared to him having to be on the road with Drake, without Angelo.
When the limo pulled to a stop in front of the curb, Angelo handed Tony his suitcase and gave him a quick kiss.
The driver got out and opened the back door to the limo. "Good morning, Mr. Russo," he said.
He nodded to him.
"Hello, Tony," Drake said, poking his head out with a smile. His hair was still damp from the shower.
Tony smiled at him. "Hi," he said. It had been over a week since he'd seen Drake. For a moment, he felt caught in that smile. Then abruptly he turned and threw his arms around Angelo. He held him as if for dear life.
Angelo finally had to pry him away. "Tony," he laughed, "they're waiting," he said, with a smile. "I'll see you soon." He lifted a hand to his Dad and lowered his head to say hello to Mac and Pepi. Tony crawled into the limo.
This concludes Episode Eleven of The Russos.
Coming up in the final episode of The Russos:
Will Angelo find out what Tony and his father have been up to in his absence?
Will Drake be able to find a way to go on without Johnny?
What will finally happen to the Russo
Brothers band?
D.J. Manly
D. J. Manly is fast acquiring a reputation for pushing the boundaries of male/male erotic romance. A reviewer once said of Manly's work that it was enough to give the reader "...third-degree burns in an air conditioned room..." and that's putting it mildly. If you adore gorgeous men who can't get enough of each other's bodies...if you like rich plots laced with steamy sex, thick and rich with aching need and glorious adoration and love...Manly's books will satisfy the craving and leave you panting for more.
"If I wouldn't enjoy reading it, I wouldn't be writing it," says Manly. "I like to tease...but I always please..."
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