Even better—Brody’s cock twitched in anticipation, half-hard as he cleaned himself.
When he stepped back into the living room, Diego had already taken his guitar out of its case and was strumming a few gentle chords. His soft, melodic sound filled the room as he settled onto the sofa to play Silent Night. Jonah sat mesmerized by what he heard. “Do it again,” Jonah told him with excitement when Diego finished.
Diego played and sang it once more; this time, Jonah sang.
Diego soon joined in with his soft baritone and as they ended the song, Jonah reached over to hug Diego, who set his guitar down and hugged Jonah back.
Brody caught Diego’s eye and have him a little thumbs up. This was going to work out. “Great job, you two. Jonah, it’s time to get ready for bed. Diego will be here tomorrow.” Brody chuckled when he saw the disappointment on Jonah’s face. “Sooner you get to bed, the sooner you can get up.”
Jonah hugged each of them again before jogging toward his bedroom. “So much energy. And this is as excited as I’ve ever seen that boy. He’s usually the quiet one.” Brody reached for Diego’s hand. “I’m gonna go out and lock everything up. I’ll meet you in my room.”
Diego nodded. “I’ll go get ready.”
Fifteen minutes later, Brody was back inside. The gates were all locked, the barn shut up tight, and the puppies ran outside to take care of business before heading to their cozy room.
He found Diego sitting on his bed, barefoot, with a small leather bag next to him. “This was your parents’ room?” Diego asked, standing up as Brody walked in. The large bed took up most of the room, with a small television sitting atop of chest of drawers on the opposite side of the room. A door on the left led to the bathroom.
“Yeah, but the furniture is all mine. Had to buy new stuff when I got here.” They weren’t whispering, but the nearby kids were still on their minds. Brody stepped close to Diego and rested his hands on Diego’s waist, his heart pounding fast in his chest. “I’m glad you came.”
“Me too” Diego leaned in for a kiss. Brody’s hands pulled at the hair tie and set Diego’s hair free, running his hands through the long, dark tresses.
Brody sat down on his bed and pulled Diego toward him. Diego tugged off his own shirt and tossed it on the ground before climbing on top of Brody’s lap, straddling him as they kissed. Brody’s fingers stroked up and down Diego’s back, sending shivers down his spine and then—
“Wait.” Diego pulled back, his eyes darting down to Brody’s crotch. “I thought—”
Brody grinned, his erection hard as it pressed against Diego’s ass. “Sometimes it’s there. Guess tonight’s my lucky night.” Brody’s fingers plunged into Diego’s hair as they deepened their kiss. ”Doesn’t change anything. Still want you to fuck me. Need you to fuck me. But tomorrow night your ass is mine,” Brody murmured into Diego’s ear.
“Oh, yes sir.” Diego made a low noise in his throat as they kissed, then pulled his face back. “Any chance you still have one of those army uniforms?”
Brody groaned, imagining Diego kneeling in front of him, sucking his cock as Brody wore his cammies. “Someone wants to be bossed around. Okay. I might be able to do that.”
Diego’s hand reached over to pull Brody’s t-shirt over his head, then covered his mouth so possessively that Brody felt owned.
Claimed.
Brody pulled back from those kisses. Every nerve of his body was on fire, and his cock hadn't been this hard in years. “Fuck me.” Had he ever said that to anyone with this much hunger and need? No one else he wanted, no one else who mattered to him like Diego.
Diego's eyes lit up at those words. “Lay down,mi amor.”
Brody swallowed. Hearing that endearment, that pet name they used back in high school, touched his heart just as Diego’s hands now possessed his body. He reclined on his back, stretching out while Diego covered him with kisses, trailing down his neck and chest teasingly. Brody grabbed onto his wooden headboard for support as he writhed in pleasure under Diego’s touch, his chest lowering and rising with each brush of Diego's lips against heated skin.
Time stood still as Diego explored every inch of his skin. Finally, Diego settled between his legs, massaging Brody's inner thighs before brushing his nose against the hard length of Brody’s cock.
So long... it had been so long since anyone touched him like this. Brody's breath came in soft pants, his stomach quivering as Diego lapped at his cock up from the base to the tip before taking it deep into his welcoming mouth. Brody moaned, biting his lip to keep quiet as the hot breath and wet tongue swirled and explored his length.
He reached down to grab hold of Diego’s head, pushing him further onto his length and encouraging him to go faster. Unbearable ecstasy spiraled inside him until there was nothing left but to surrender himself to the pleasure radiating throughout his body. With one last powerful thrust, Brody let out a guttural groan as every cell in his body lit up with pleasure and he exploded inside Diego's mouth.
Diego looked up at Brody with hungry satisfaction before lapping up every remaining drop of his orgasm. “You taste just like I remember,” he purred, punctuating the statement with soft kisses along Brody's thigh as he nudged Brody to roll over.
Yes, Brody thought, lifting up onto his hands and knees. Whatever Diego wanted tonight, he could have.
Then those lips ghosted against his skin again, feather light. Brody's head pressed against the mattress as Diego's hands pulled apart the globes of his ass, nuzzling up and down his crack until—”Diego... fuck...”
Wet heat met tight muscle, circling his entrance with soft prods. Every movement of Diego’s tongue was going deeper and deeper into his soul, sending electric shocks through his body and making him forget about anything other than the pleasure he was feeling in that moment and the beautiful man fucking him.
Diego reached for his small bag and pulled out a condom and a small tube of lubrication. He rolled it onto his cock with a grunt, breathing hard, his pupils blown out. “You ready?”
“God, yes.” Brody's body stilled when Diego's cockhead pressed against his tight hole, slowly pushing inside as an animalistic moan ripped from Brody's throat, loud and guttural.
