Twenty-Five
“So, that’s water?” Lily said as she pointed to picture on Aleksy’s phone.
“It’s pretty and blue and there’s a lot of it.”
“Your phone is too small. I need it to be bigger.”
“Here,” a voice said behind them and an iPad appeared over Aleksy’s shoulder. He looked up to find Trent staring down at him.
“Thanks,” Aleksy said as he grabbed onto the tablet.
Trent started to turn away but stopped when Aleksy covered Trent’s hand with his. “Would you like to join us?”
Trent stared at him with a longing in his eyes that hit Aleksy right in his chest, knocking on his jaded, weary heart, asking to be let inside. For the first time in forever, Aleksy felt himself wanting to open that door.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Trent said as he walked around the end of the small couch. Aleksy scooted himself and Lily over as far as possible but it really didn’t leave a lot of room. Not that Aleksy minded that when Trent squeezed into the open spot, his side and thighs pressing tightly against Aleksy’s. Fuck no, he didn’t mind that at all. But did Trent?
Apparently not as his hand came down to rest on the top of Aleksy’s muscular thigh as he leaned forward to look at the iPad screen as the tablet booted up. Aleksy had to squeeze his eyes shut to regain control of his body. Getting a hardon now with Lily sitting next to him would be wrong on so many levels.
But, damn, that hand felt good. Did Trent even know what he was doing to Aleksy’s body?
Aleksy glanced at the man’s profile as he leaned forward to trace his fingers over the number pad, entering in his password to unlock it. A smirk was lifting one corner of Trent’s mouth. The teasing fucker knew exactly what he was doing.
Two could play with that, he thought as he moved his hand over towards Trent’s thigh. “Type in your search,” Trent said.
Oh right. Geography now. Groping later.
Aleksy took a deep breath to focus on the screen but he almost whimpered when Trent’s hand squeezed ever-so-slightly.
Fuck. It’d been so long since anyone had touched him, since he’d allowed himself to have contact with another.
“Umm,” he mumbled, his tongue darting out as he tried to concentrate on typing in the words.
He realized that Trent’s hand had frozen in its squeeze, so he looked over at the man and found his eyes laser-locked on Aleksy’s outstretched tongue.
Fuck yes, he thought as he did a mental fist pump into the air and a smirk of his own.
“What’s that?” Lily said as she reached over his arm to point at the screen.
“So, here is where we live now, in Denver,” he said as he enlarged the middle of the United States. He pinched it to reduce the size again and scrolled over to the right, “And here, on this little island, is where my family came from.”
She studied the screen, “Did everyone swim to get here?”
Aleksy bit his lip to keep from laughing, “Uh, no. That would be much too far to swim. And too cold too. No. My family who came here a long time ago came in a ship.”
Now Aleksy did chuckle, “Knowing my family, probably.”
“Me too,” Trent said, and he leaned behind Aleksy’s back to give Lily a high-five. She giggled and then she looked at Trent, “Are you a po-po-poweeceman too?”
“No, I’m a soldier. Do you know what that is?”
She nodded her head, “Yes. Both my daddies were soldiers,” she said and then she looked down at her hands. Aleksy looked at Trent as he wondered why she suddenly seemed sad.
Her head popped up and tears swam in her eyes, “Don’t die, k?”
“What? What do you mean, sweetheart?” Aleksy asked.
“Daddy Luke died when he was a soldier. I don’t want you to die too.”
“Oh, honey. I promise I’ll be very careful, okay?” Trent said.
“Hey, how about some hot chocolate with marshmallows?” Trent said.
The smile that lit up Lily’s face felt like it lit up the entire room. She bounced up and down on her knees as she clapped, “Yes, yes please! And graham crackers too?”
Trent laughed, “I’ll see if I can find them, angelcakes. Come on,” he said as he stood and held out his hand to her.
Together the three of them walked over to the kitchen. Aleksy helped lift Lily onto the high back stool at the counter and she immediately began twisting it from side to side. “I like these chairs!”
Trent laughed as he filled the tea kettle at the sink, “I’m glad you approve.”
He walked over to put the kettle on the gas burner. “Hot chocolate should be in the pantry over there,” he gestured with his hand.
Aleksy walked over to the room that was as big as his bedroom closet and stocked full of food, “Wow, this is impressive,” he said as he stepped inside.
He immediately found the box of hot chocolate packets but when he turned to walk out, he froze. And then he smiled as an idea began to take shape. “Uh, can I get a little help in here, Trent?”
“Yeah, but it should be right on that shelf over…..”
Aleksy’s hand grabbed onto the material of Trent’s shirt over his chest and he yanked him forward and into the room with him. He pressed his back to the shelves, boxed the man’s body in with his own and began to lean in, hesitating at the last second to lock his eyes with Trent’s to make sure he had permission.
He took the dilated pupils and flared nostrils as a yes and he closed the remaining few inches between them, igniting a fiery explosion that he swore he could hear in the room. He groaned, or maybe it was Trent who groaned while Aleksy whimpered. He didn’t know nor did he care. All he cared about was the strong, rippled, incredibly hard body meshed with his own.
Suddenly he was spun around and he was the one with his back pressed against the shelves while Trent pressed against him and began pumping his hips, grinding their hard cocks together.
“Fuck,” he mumbled into Trent’s mouth as he spun them around yet again.
Trent pulled his mouth back and grinned at Aleksy, “Top, huh?”
“Not all the time, but usually.”
“Do you have graham crackers?” Lily’s voice called from her spot at the counter.
Aleksy pressed his forehead to Trent’s, “Fuck,” he mumbled again.
Trent hummed, “Mmm, yes. Soon I hope.” He ducked out from the warmth of Aleksy’s body, dragging his hand over Aleksy’s hard dick, making his body buck as he moaned, “Very soon, I hope, big boy.”
“Graham crackers are on the shelf to your left,” he said over his shoulder and then with one final sweep of his eyes over Aleksy’s body, he smiled and stepped out.