by Kade Boehme
“Are you asking me to move in?” Davy asked.
“Well, I figure we should do this family thing right. Gotta show the kid the right way to do it.” Gavin nipped Davy’s lips.
“Um, probably not the best way to put that right now.” Davy grimaced. Gavin swatted him, then took him by the hand and led him down the stairs to Gavin’s room. He’d refused to move into any other room yet. He knew he’d have to eventually. He didn’t like the idea of the kid trying to come down the dark stairs at night if he needed anything.
When Gavin opened his bedroom door, Davy wrapped around him from behind, kissing his neck. “Damn, Davy. Keep doing that.” Gavin’s breath sped up and he pushed his ass back into Davy’s straining erection. Gavin’s own was leaking in his boxers and begging to be released from its prison. Davy reached around and stroked Gavin through his jeans. Gavin let out a moan, then turned in Davy’s arms to capture his lips in a steamy kiss, biting into Davy’s mouth aggressively. They bucked their hips into each other.
“Out of these clothes,” Gavin said as he started pulling at the button on Davy’s shorts. Davy did away with both of their shirts. Gavin shoved Davy down onto the bed and with one yank had Davy’s shorts and underwear off, revealing all that smooth, honeyed skin and his thick, red cock that was leaking a sweet puddle onto Davy’s flat belly. Gavin leaned over to lick the precome away, then swirled his tongue around the head of Davy’s cock.
Davy reached down, knocking Gavin’s beanie off his head so could run his fingers through Gavin’s hair. Gavin bobbed his head up and down, just taking in the first couple of inches of Davy’s cock, making sure to suck hardest when pulling his lips over the head.
He looked up to Davy, who looked down with parted lips and blazing eyes. Fuck, the boy was sexy as hell. Gavin fisted Davy’s cock as he kissed up Davy’s body, then came down on Davy’s mouth for a salty kiss. Davy lapped into Gavin’s mouth hungrily. “I’ve missed this so much,” Davy said between kisses.
“Me, too, babe.” And damn if Gavin didn’t mean that. Davy was not only the sweetest fuck Gavin had ever felt, he also never felt as connected to life as he did when he and Davy came together.
Gavin looked into Davy’s eyes and almost melted from all the lust and love he saw in those green depths. It was overwhelming and Gavin’s breath hitched for a moment. He was loved. He knew it. Davy was right. He was not his mother. Despite everything, he was loved and he could love with a depth that ached.
“I want to make love to you.”
Davy chuckled huskily. “I thought that’s what you were doing. And nice with the corny phrasing.”
“Really? You’re making fun of me now?” Gavin scowled.
“No. Don’t listen to me. Take me, lover.”
Gavin smacked Davy’s bare ass. “When did you become such a wise-ass, Cooper?”
“I guess it’s sexually transmitted, Walker.” Davy leaned up and kissed Gavin’s lips playfully. God, yes. This was making love. It was playful and caring.
“I mean I wasn’t to make love to you.”
Davy’s chest jerked with the hitching of his breath. “I thought we had that problem—you know—us both being bottoms and all.”
Gavin licked Davy’s lips. “I said I usually bottom.”
“Oh,” was Davy’s breathless reply.
“Can I?” Gavin moved his hand down and traced Davy’s hole with a finger. Davy nodded. Gavin kissed him again, not parting their lips as he shoved his own pants and boxers off. Davy opened his legs wider and Gavin sighed into their kiss contentedly as his hips snugged in as if their bodies were made to fit together. Gavin reveled in the comfort of their kisses as he used his hand to position himself in just a way that he could tease Davy’s hole with the head of his cock. He smiled wickedly, enjoying the hiss of pleasure Davy emitted when Gavin nudged the tip against Davy’s hole and pushed against it, feeling the muscle give just a little.
“Please, Gav. I want you inside me. I’ve been dying to feel you inside me.” Gavin’s nostrils flared, his entire body heating at the sound of those words. And he couldn’t deny the truth of his own need to be buried deep inside Davy’s body. Davy: his lover, his best friend.
Gavin reached up to the bedside table. Davy placed a hand on Gavin’s chest. “Are you clean?”
Gavin searched Davy’s face for a second. “Of course. After you and I were together the first time. Clean.”
“Me too. I’m clean as of last month.”
“So?”
“Just me and you, Gav. No rubber. That is, if you want.”
Gavin had never done it bare, and the thought of doing it with Davy, making that commitment with their bodies, he didn’t take it lightly. He knew what Davy was offering and he felt honored.
“You and me, Davy.”
Fuck if the smile that broke out on Davy’s face wasn’t the most beautiful thing Gavin had ever seen. Gavin found the lube in the drawer in the bedside table and squeezed some on his hand and on his cock. He stroked himself once, twice, hissing at how badly he needed to come. When he saw the way Davy sucked on his bottom lip, Gavin almost lost it. He leaned down and kissed Davy hard. Davy returned the kiss with moaning enthusiasm.
Gavin gently pressed his middle finger inside Davy, lubing him. Davy arched his back and opened his mouth in a wide groan. Gavin took advantage, licking around Davy’s tongue. He loved the way Davy’s mouth tasted.
“Now, Gavin. Please.” Davy pushed onto Gavin’s finger impatiently. Gavin withdrew his finger and placed his cock at Davy’s hole. He looked into Davy’s eyes as he breachedhim entrance. Davy’s eyes focused on him intently. Gavin slid in, inch by pleasurable inch, tingling from the heat and tightness of Davy’s ass. Davy’s muscled massaged him soothingly and they yielded to the taking. Gavin’s mouth hung open, a fraction of an inch from Davy, not kissing, just sharing breath as Gavin’s balls came to rest against the firm globes of Davy’s ass.
“Goddamn, Davy. You’re so sexy.” Gavin sucked Davy’s bottom lip into his mouth. Davy was still looking into his eyes, reaching into his soul. Gavin’s skin was so aware that he was connected to Davy that it made Gavin shudder. It was hard to tell where Gavin ended and Davy began. And Gavin couldn’t help thinking that was as it should be.
“Make love to me, Gavin,” Davy said with a smirk. Gavin scoffed but it was lost in Davy’s mouth when Davy’s placed the sweetest fucking kiss on Gavin’s lips and squeezed his ass muscles.
“Fuuuuuck.” That was the only intelligible thing Gavin could muster as he started moving. Davy’s feet locked behind Gavin’s back, and his arms wrapped around Gavin’s neck. Gavin placed his arms on either side of Davy’s head and made love to Davy’s mouth with his tongue as his cock made love to Davy’s ass.
Davy whimpered as he moved his hips into the coupling, and Gavin’s balls started pulling into his body. Gavin felt so impossibly connected to Davy and he was about to make himself a part of him. “Baby, I’m gonna come.”
“Do it, Gavin. Come inside me. I want to feel you lose it.” Davy attacked Gavin’s mouth again. Gavin pumped in earnest, flesh slapping flesh and the smell of sex making him high. He reached between their bodies and started stroking Davy’s cock. It only took a few tugs and Davy’s hole clamped tight on Gavin’s pistoning cock. Davy threw his head back, exposing his sexy throat as he moaned his completion, spurting his seed over Gavin’s hands. Gavin kissed Davy’s throat as he gritted his teeth and buried himself as deep as possible, giving in to the white-hot orgasm that tore through his body, dumping his own pleasure deep inside Davy.
They lay together, not wanting to separate for long minutes. Their breathing was heavy and their kisses lazy.
“I told you we’d figure this sex stuff out,” Gavin said, waggling his eyebrows.
Davy laughed, looking so full of affection he almost burst from it. He responded in the only way Gavin imagined was appropriate in the situation. He hit Gavin with a pillow.
Epilogue
Davy’s
leg bounced nervously as he looked behind him at the group of people who’d joined them in court. Devon, Sean, and Mason had shown. Nate and his Uncle Drew sat in the bench behind them, both giving a thumbs-up as the bailiff called for the Walkers and Davy Cooper to come to the front of the courtroom.
Davy knew his eyes were probably wide as he held tightly to Oliver’s hand and stared at the judge, who studied the paperwork for their case on her desk. “You okay?” Gavin whispered. Davy looked at his lover, who held Ollie’s other hand and gave him a nod.
He was nervous but he was ready for this to be finished. It took a year. A year of constant visits from social services and meetings with attorneys that had cost Gavin a lot of money. Davy was shocked at how much social services had dug into. They’d asked about Davy’s mom, Gavin’s situation. Davy and Gavin both had to attend parenting classes. Since Davy lived with them he had to go through as thorough a process as Gavin.
Davy had moved in shortly after the funeral. Gavin had taken a job as an art teacher, though he had enough money without need for a job. The attorney said it’d be best if Gavin had steady employment. Davy continued in his position as GM of Bart’s. Henry had even given Davy a raise once he’d finished with his business courses and offered to extend benefits to Gavin and Oliver if need be. Gavin’s job had offered enough benefits for the brothers, though.
Gavin still had days of sadness; he missed Ray a lot. He also went through the occasional meltdown, thinking he was fucking up Oliver and ruining Davy’s life. But they got through it. They were strong. They were family.
“So, Walker and Cooper,” the judge read off her papers. “We are here in the matter of the minor child Oliver Nathaniel Walker.” She flicked her gaze over the three of them. “The biological parents of the minor child have relinquished their parental rights in a previous visit to my court, correct?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Gavin’s attorney said from Gavin’s other side. Carmen had shown up with the necessary papers, but never named the father. He’d signed several affidavits in Maine but wished not to be part of the proceedings. That was fine with Davy. He still remembered some of Gavin’s fears of who the paternity may fall to and it was better left as it was in Davy’s mind.
“Mr. Walker, Mr. Cooper, you’re relatively young to take on so much responsibility, but the mother and children’s services both claim you’re viable candidates.”
“He’s my brother. I’m honored to be able to take care of him.” Gavin’s answer earned a looked of respect from the judge.
She turned her intimidating gaze to Davy. He squirmed but said the answer he’d been rehearsing. “They’re my family and I love them. I am also honored for the chance to take care of them. Both of them.”
The judge smiled. Fucking smiled. Davy felt a bit faint at that approval.
“So this is for adoption of the minor child.” Statement, not question. They’d decided Gavin adopting Ollie made the most sense, since Carmen and the father had relinquished rights. It had required more paperwork but Davy knew it was worth it.
“It says here you’ll both be adopting young Mr. Cooper, correct?”
Davy snapped his gaze to Gavin. Gavin mouthed, Surprise?
Motherfucking surprise of the year. They’d mentioned this once in passing, but Davy had filed it away into his file of Things Gavin Would Be Uncomfortable Thinking About along with marriage and wearing a tutu to Pride.
Gavin smiled at Davy and Davy knew exactly what that meant. This was Gavin saying he had faith in forever too. It had been a long time coming. Davy held his emotions in check as he turned back to the judge, whose eyebrow was quirked. No way she’d missed the original surprise on Davy’s face.
“Yes, ma’am,” Davy said.
Davy knew the judge couldn’t have heard it, but he heard when Gavin let his breath. “Both of us,” Gavin confirmed.
She nodded. “So granted. Oliver, are you okay with that?” She leaned over the bench to look at the youngest Walker brother.
“Hell yes!” Oliver hollered. The court burst out in a collective groan, Gavin’s the loudest. Davy covered his mouth to hide his snigger.
The judge looked at Davy with that quirked eyebrow. “You sure you’re up for this? Looks like these Walker men are trouble.”
Davy smiled and looked over at Gavin, who was—shut. The fuck up.— blushing. “Yes, ma’am. Turns out, I love trouble.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kade Boehme is a southern boy without the charm, but all the sass. Currently residing in New York City, he lives off of ramen noodles and too much booze.
Most of his free time is spent dancing, arguing with his cat, debating politics, or with his nose in a book. He is also a hardcore Britney Spears fangirl and has an addiction to glitter.
It was after writing a short story about boys who loved each other for a less than reputable adult website that he found his true calling, and hopefully a bit more class. He hopes to write about all the romance that he personally finds himself allergic to but that others can fall in love with. He maintains that life is real and the stories should be, as well.
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