Brody tensed up. He had said nothing yet to Diego about his aunt or the lawsuit. “Nothing recently.”
“Court case?” Diego’s eyes widened. “Is something wrong?”
“Not really. It’s nothing. But—my Aunt Kelly is suing for custody of the boys. She thinks that they’re better off with her.”
“She hasn’t even met them. It’s ludicrous,” Audra added.
Diego covered his mouth with his hand. “What’s her reason for this?”
Brody’s stomach tightened. “She thinks I’m too disabled and—”
“And gay?” Diego wiped his mouth and set his napkin down indignantly. “You should’ve told me, Brody. I wouldn’t have come if this was gonna be a problem.”
“It’s not gonna be a problem. This—” Brody pointed between him and Diego. “This isn’t illegal. We’re not doing anything wrong and they’re not gonna shame me anymore. Not here, not anywhere.”
Their eyes locked long enough for Audra to clear her throat. “For what it’s worth, these boys are thriving here. Anyone with eyes can see that. Her case has no merit and any judge worth their beans will see this for what it is. A witch hunt.”
Aaron didn’t look so sure, but this wasn’t something Brody wanted to discuss right now. Bad enough that Diego’s dark eyes flashed with worry. “We can talk later. I’ll fill you in, I promise, but as far as I’m concerned, this is a foolish waste of time by an old hateful woman.”
Brody kept the court case out of the conversation for the rest of the evening. Diego didn’t bring it up until the boys were in bed, and when he tried, Brody dragged him into his bedroom.
“I know you’re worried about this.”
“I can be worried tomorrow when you’re gone.” Brody tugged Diego’s shirt above his head. “I’m not wasting a moment of my time with you worryin’ bout her.” They kissed again, Brody taking the lead in a way he hadn’t done in years. He undressed down to his underwear and unbuttoned Diego’s jeans. Then Brody nudged Diego backward onto the bed. “Lay down,” he murmured and tugged them the jeans, one leg at a time, before reaching into the nightstand next to his bed, where he pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube. “Just in case.”
“Just in case.” Diego laughed, reaching for a pillow to put behind his head. “You look good like that,” he said, his eyes traveling all over Brody’s body.
“Me?” Brody stood straight up, hands at his hips in a commanding superhero pose. “You like this?” But then he noticed Diego’s eyes, laser focused on the crown of Brody’s cock, dark red and angry, as it poked out of his tight briefs.
“Yeah.” Diego nodded with a long swallow, meeting Brody’s gaze and bending one knee, bracing his foot on the bed. “I love it. All of it.”
Brody climbed onto the bed and lay next to Diego. He kissed down his neck and lightly haired chest, his hands traveling everywhere. Brody’s tongue flicked over Diego’s nipple, delighted at the sounds his lover made. “Don’t remember you being this noisy back when we were kids,” he said, grinning as his lips slid to the other nipple, sucking lightly.
Diego groaned, unable to keep still. “We both had to be quiet. Didn’t want to get caught.” But they didn’t have to worry about that now—other than his nephews down the hall hearing them. “One of these days, I’m gonna get you somewhere alone and see just how loud you can get.”
Brody slid down Diego’s body, his mouth dropping kisses all over his smooth skin. He nuzzled his nose against Diego’s long left thigh and rested his head against it as his tongue darted out to taste the sticky precum dropping out of Diego’s cock. “Is this for me?”
“Everything.” Diego’s gaze focused on Brody and his wet tongue, lapping at another thick, dripping pearl. A thrill of desire ran through Brody at the promise in Diego’s words. “All of me, take whatever you want.”
“Very generous.” Brody grinned as he fisted the base of Diego’s cock. “This is mine now. And this,” he added, dipping his head to lave over Diego’s heavy balls with his tongue.
“All yours.” Diego’s hips lifted slowly, fucking up and into Brody’s fist. “Bro, it feels so good.”
“Always gonna make you feel good, babe.” He took Diego deep in his mouth, as much of that long cock as he could. Diego’s hand tangled in the back of his head, and Brody’s erection somehow hardened even more. His middle finger darted against Diego’s wrinkled hole. “You wanna come now or later?” he asked as he pulled back for air.
“Later. Wanna come with you.”
Challenge accepted, Brody thought to himself. He reached for another pillow and shifted Diego’s body, slipping the pillow under his hips. “Show me how flexible you are, hon. Grab them long legs of yours.”
It was electrifying, being so close and still having the wild energy between them. No other lovers had ever made Brody feel this alive, or even had him wanting more in an intimate space like his bedroom. When Diego pulled his knees up and exposed himself so openly to Brody, it was a sign of submission as much as desire. “This is what you want?”
Oh yes. Brody answered with a kiss, right on Diego’s asshole. Soft, then deeper, alternating licks and prods and kisses as he explored Diego's body with his tongue, warming up that tight ring of muscle. Fuck, Diego looked so beautiful like this. An unending steam of expletives and low groans spilled out of Diego’s mouth as Brody’s finger circled the tight pucker.
Brody pulled his face back. “Still all mine?”
Diego lifted his hips in answer. “Don't stop. Hurry.”
One day, Brody thought, one of these days they’d have time to lay in bed all day and explore every delectable inch of each other's bodies. Brody wanted to know where Diego was ticklish, if he enjoyed having his toes played with, if he could make him come just from a gentle pressing against his prostate.
