Acceptable Behavior (14 page)

Kim added, “And don’t let your heart get broken again.”

“I’ll be careful.” Travis gave both of them hugs.

Sam slipped back into the house, thoughts and emotions swirling around in his head. He paused in the doorway to Levi’s room and watched the boy sleep.

Travis had already considered the idea of Sam going for custody. The thought was almost laughable. Travis was the good parent, the responsible one. Sam had been the one who’d sent Levi to school in dirty clothes, and unwashed. He’d fed the kid at the normal times but had never bothered to ask if he was hungry at other times. He couldn’t take care of Levi forever. The thing was, Mel wouldn’t need him to. She’d be fine soon, and want him back.

“Hey.” Travis slipped in behind him. “He’s beat. I’ll bet he sleeps all night.”

“He enjoyed your mom reading to him.”

“She’s great, isn’t she? What’d you think of my parents?”

“Amazing,” he replied truthfully. “Very cool.”

“They are.” Travis sighed. He brushed the hair away from Sam’s neck and placed a kiss there. “So… The boy is asleep and we’re alone. Seems like we should make the most of this time, don’t you agree?”

Sam had more trouble switching gears than Travis evidently did. Thoughts and phrases from the evening were still lingering in his mind. Yet the longer his lover nuzzled, the more responsive Sam became.

Suddenly,
not
thinking seemed like the medicine he needed. And Travis Nelson was just the physician to fill his prescription.

Travis captured Sam’s good hand and tugged so his lover would follow him. He led Sam down the hall to the bedroom where he closed and locked the door.

“Levi,” Sam whispered.

“Is sound asleep, but if he wakes he can knock on the door. We don’t need him walking in on us.”

“Of course. You think of everything.”

Travis smiled. “I certainly try. Right now, all I can think about is sucking your cock. Why don’t you strip out of those clothes so we can get started?”

“No need to ask me twice.” Sam wasted no time peeling away his things. He removed the brace and laid it on the dresser.

Travis eyed him as he undressed. “How’s the wrist feel?

“Not bad. The brace helps.”

“If I get carried away, remind me that it’s still sore.” He picked up the sprained hand and placed light kisses on Sam’s skin. “Still swollen. That should go down in a few days. It’s starting to bruise.”

“Good, because purple is such a lovely color on me.”

Travis waggled his eyebrows. “I agree. I enjoy your cock when it’s engorged and throbbing. The head turns a magnificent shade of purple.”

“You sure know how to sweet talk a guy.”

Leaning in, Travis sucked a spot behind one ear. “I know how to fuck a guy, too. Lie down on that bed so I can suck and fuck your brains out.”

Doing as requested, Sam tossed back the covers and dropped to the mattress. “You planning to do all the work again?”

Travis climbed between his legs. “I thought I might. You did an awful lot of running around today, for someone who’s supposed to be taking it easy.”

“I’m okay.”

“Yeah, you are. Now lie back and relax, and we’ll see if I can make you feel better than okay.”

Closing his eyes, Sam smiled. “I have no doubts.”

Travis began kissing one ankle and worked his way higher, kissing, licking and sucking as he went. When he reached the apex he skipped the good parts and made his way back down the other leg. Sam’s toes were perfectly shaped with neat, little round toenails. Travis had never had a foot fetish, but something about these feet, right now, called to him. He sucked a toe into his mouth and laved it like a miniature cock.

Sam twitched and shuddered each time he focused on a new toe. By the time he’d reached the tenth, Sam was moaning. “God, Trav! Who knew toes could be so erotic?”

“Yours are driving me crazy, man.” Travis hated to move on but Sam’s cock was standing tall and proud and already leaking pre-cum. The creamy ribbon was too luscious to ignore.

He kissed his way higher and licked the swollen cockhead before sucking it for a moment. Travis kept going, licking his way up taut abs to circle each flat nipple. They puckered and hardened with the attention, and he couldn’t resist sucking one in his mouth while twisting the other between two fingers.

“Damn, baby!” Sam groaned. “You’re pushing all the right buttons tonight.”

“Such a sexy stud.” Travis continued his ministrations as Sam stroked his back with a light, feathery touch. “I just want to eat you up.”

“Start with my cock, please,” Sam teased.

Travis chuckled. “Impatient boy. That’s okay, I’m ready for it, too.”

More slick pre-cum coated the crown and Travis was ready to give the shaft proper attention. Lowering his mouth over the tip, he licked the salty seed before allowing the staff to ease down his throat.

“Aw, God!” Sam thrashed on the bed.

Travis pulled out long enough to murmur, “Tastes so good. Gonna suck you hard until you come, and I can swallow every drop. Then I’m gonna spread your legs and fuck your hot, tight ass.”

“Yes, please.” Sam bucked his hips, encouraging Travis to take more.

“Mmm, baby.” Travis bobbed his head up and down over the shaft, making slurping sounds as he mouthed the cock. “Wanna taste your cum.”

“Keep that up and it won’t be long.”

He fondled Sam’s balls and could tell when they drew up into tight orbs. Sucking one finger into his mouth, he circled it around the edge of Sam’s hole before pressing it in to one knuckle.

Sam gasped and bucked his hips wildly.

“Mmm, somebody wants to be fucked,” Travis teased.

“God… Yes!”

“Come for me, first, then I’ll get right on that. Or should I say, I’ll get right on
you
.” He cackled a sultry laugh.

“I’m close,” Sam gritted his teeth.

Travis slurped and sucked with abandon, fingering his lover’s hole and balls alternately.

“Now!” Sam grunted and hot, steamy spunk gushed from his cock.

Wave after wave filled Travis’ mouth and he swallowed every drop.

Sam bucked and thrashed until his load was spent, then fell back onto the bed, panting.

Travis swiped the back of his hand across his mouth as he rose and reached for a condom and lube. As he rolled the latex over his shaft he said, “I was thinking that you and I each ought to get one more blood test, then we could lose the biohazard suits.”

Sam opened his eyes and gazed at Travis. ”Sounds good to me. Lose it now if you want. I trust you.”

“Nah, I can wait. Decisions made in the heat of the moment often aren’t smart ones.”

“You’re such a Boy Scout,” Sam teased.

“With over a hundred tattoos. Right.” Grinning, he greased his shaft then inserted the slick finger into Sam’s ass. “Just for that I’m not using much lube.”

“Bring it on, man. I’m ready and waiting for whatever you’ve got to offer.”

He pulled the finger out and nudged his cock to the opening. “Ready for this?”

“Absolutely.” Sam bucked his hips.

Travis pushed forward until his cockhead popped in.

Sam groaned.

He paused. “Hurt?”

“Hurts so good, baby. Don’t stop. Fuck me like you promised.”

With a satisfied growl, Travis plunged forward until he was balls deep in the ass he’d become so familiar with. “Nice and tight,” he groaned. “Damn, I love burying myself inside you.”

“Feels incredible from this angle, too. Fuck me, Trav. Fuck me hard and fast. Make me forget about everything but your gorgeous face, and your hot cock reaming my ass.”

“My pleasure.” He drove deep, again and again, pounding away at the demons hounding his lover. “There’s nobody but you and me, Sam. Look at me. Ride this wave with me.” He clutched Sam’s once-again engorged shaft and jacked it in time with his thrusts.

Sam gazed into his eyes.

Travis panted and grinned. “You and me, baby. It’ll always be you and me. I love you, Sam. Damn, I love you.”

Sam didn’t blink. “I love you too, Trav. I’ve never felt for anybody what I feel for you right now.”

Travis’ heart soared as an intense climax washed over him. He growled and shattered, shooting his seed in pulsing waves.

He continued to grasp Sam’s cock and soon it erupted with semen coating his hand and their stomachs. “Fuck, aw fuck,” he muttered.

Sam reached up and drew him into the circle of his arms. He placed light kisses on Travis’ face and soon they were kissing, tongues entwined. The kisses were salty sweet. One of them was crying. Travis couldn’t be sure it wasn’t both of them, and he didn’t care. “I love you,” he repeated again.

“I love you, too,” Sam murmured between hungry kisses. He cupped Travis’ face with both hands. “I love you so much it fucking hurts.”

Travis pulled back and grinned. “Sure you do, right now. Let’s see if you can say it with your pants on.”

They cleaned up and Travis checked on Levi before calling it a night. The boy was sleeping soundly. He returned to bed and spooned behind Sam, who was already breathing steadily. Happier than he’d ever remembered being, Travis closed his eyes.

When he opened them much later, Sam had shifted positions and was staring at him. “Hey.” He rubbed his eyes. “What time is it?”

“Midnight.”

“Can’t sleep?”

Sam shook his head.

Travis sighed. He twisted one of Sam’s curls around his finger. “What’s bothering you, babe? Worried about Mel?”

“A little. Worried about Levi, too. Just plain worried, I guess. I, uh, didn’t mean to, but I heard you talking to your parents in the driveway tonight.”

“Oh.” Travis tried to recall what they’d been talking about.

“Who broke your heart?”

Travis blinked. “Excuse me?”

“Your mom mentioned someone who broke your heart. Who was it?”

“My last boyfriend, Jack. It’s been over for a while, now. But it was painful.”

“How long were you together?”

“About three years. He drank. It wasn’t a drinking
problem
at first, but it ended up that way. I just couldn’t handle it anymore.”

“I’m sorry.”

Travis shrugged. “All roads led me to here, and I wouldn’t trade what I have now for anything.”

Sam smiled but pressed on. “Your mom said Levi’s growing attached to you. You told her the feeling is mutual.”

“It is. What I
didn’t
tell her is that I love you, and that feeling is mutual, too.”

“I do love you, Trav, but it’s too soon. We’re getting too comfortable here. Levi will be lost when I uproot him back to the
dingy little apartment
.”

“Then don’t do it. Nobody’s asked you to leave.”

“Now you’re living in a fantasy world. Mel’s going to want him back, and I guarantee you it’ll happen sooner rather than later.”

“Mel has a lot of work ahead of her. She needs to clean up her act before she can even think of getting Levi back. I told you, it’s not just me saying this. The teachers at school noticed it, too.”

“What’s pathetic is you suggesting that I might need to go for custody. I’m not a fit parent, Trav. I don’t know the first thing about raising a kid.”

“Sure you do. Besides, we’d be doing it together.”

“But…” Sam looked down, then up into his eyes again. “How can we consider including him in our lives when we don’t even know what we have, yet? Awesome sex isn’t enough to build a relationship on.”

Travis blinked. “Is that all you think we have? I think we have a really special friendship in which we enjoy spending time with one another. We have an amazing camaraderie, we care for each other, we make each other laugh, and yeah, we make each other horny as hell. So are you kidding me? We know what we have. We both know. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t know.”

“And we have a six year old who may or may not be a permanent part of our family. Can you live with that, either way? If Mel decides to marry Derek and move Levi to Nantucket, we’ll have nothing to say about it. He belongs to Mel. Are you cool with that?”

“Nantucket? Where the hell did that come from?”

“Rhymes with ‘fuck it’, which I seem to be saying a lot these days. Answer me, Travis. Are you interested in me? Or are you more interested in me and Levi as a package deal?”

Travis squirmed uncomfortably. “Of course I want you, but I want Levi to be taken care of as well. It doesn’t have to be mutually exclusive.”

“No, but it might be out of your hands, my friend. You may have to go along with whatever decisions someone else makes. Can you accept that?”

Bullshit.
He said, “Of course,” but Travis was really thinking,
We’ll see
. He traced one finger across Sam’s cheek. “Don’t think so hard, babe. We don’t have to solve all the world’s problems tonight.”

“I know.” Sam smiled sheepishly. “But if we could just solve one, I might sleep better.”

Travis drew Sam into his arms. “I’m sorry, sugar. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Yeah. Let me count your tattoos? You said you have over a hundred.”

“No need. I have one hundred and twelve. Some of those are smaller ones combined into larger pieces, so they’d actually be hard to count.”

Sam kissed Travis’ jaw. “Okay, so maybe I didn’t really want to count them. Maybe I just want to lick them, and rub my cum into them. Or rub your cum into them. Probably both. Would that be okay?”

Travis flopped onto his back. “I suppose. If you must.” He caught Sam’s eye and winked.

His lover opened his mouth and went to work.

Chapter Eight

Sam pulled into the parking lot of Jefferson Elementary School and nudged his car into one of the few available parking spots. He still wasn’t quite comfortable driving something bigger than his Beetle, but he was happy to have
any
car. The dark green Ford Escape wasn’t
that
much bigger, but took some getting used to nevertheless. The price had been right, though. He’d felt lucky when Travis’ mom had decided she wanted a new car, and had sold him her old one for a few thousand dollars.

They’d signed the deal two weeks ago, about a month after the accident. His wrist twinged occasionally but was basically healed, and he was back to writing full time. Mel had recently gotten her cast removed, and Sam was living on pins and needles waiting for her to ask for Levi back. So far she’d been preoccupied with Derek.