I fumbled my cock out of my pants and jerked off fast, hoping to finally blow as well, but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me to my feet. I whimpered, almost begging for him to let me come, but he shook his head before dropping to his knees. My heart almost stopped at the amazing sight, but I didn’t have time to come to terms with what he was doing before he had his lips wrapped around my cock. A few strokes of his tongue against my sensitive length was all it took before I trembled through a body-rocking orgasm that had my knees wobbling. An explosion of light flashed behind my closed eyes—when did they shut?—and I threw my head back and shuddered.
“Oh gods.” I reached out to grab something, but I was too far away from the wall, and I would’ve fallen over if he hadn’t shot to his feet and wrapped his arms around my upper body. I buried my face against his neck, shaking through the intense feelings that rushed inside me.
“Shhh. I’ve got you.” Yukio kissed my temple, and I sighed. He cupped my chin and dragged my face out of its hiding spot to kiss me, and I melted under the touch of his lips against mine. He tasted divine, and I quickly realized that it wasmeandhimon our tongues.
Us.
Together.
The idea both scared and thrilled me.
“I’m okay,” I murmured, though I wasn’t sure how true the words were. Everything around me seemed new, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come as hard as I had just now. This was the first time I’d had a man’s cock in my mouth and vice versa. It was the best experience I’d ever had. I wanted it again. And again. Andfuck, again. I also wanted to go further, but the reality of where I was andwhoI was with came back to me like a meteor crashing into the building.
The sound of footsteps on the stairs had me jumping away from him, nearly tripping over my pants around my thighs. My breath raced and I grabbed my pants, tugging them up as fast as I could and buttoning them. Yukio did the same, but he was much more relaxed than I was, and I hated how calm he was about us potentially being caught. Didn’t he care that he’d been with a man almost twice his age? Clearly not, and I didn’t want to admit that his confidence was as sexy as the rest of him.
“Stay here,” I whispered urgently. “I’ll distract them.”
He raised his eyebrows at me, but I ignored the amusement that flickered across his face as I straightened my suit and walked out from between the jumble of unused furniture. I touched a hand to my chest, hoping to calm my racing heart as I strode forward with as much conviction as I had—which was barely anything. Dad always said I was like a mouse in a snake cage, afraid as I scampered around looking for ways to escape. Maybe he was right.
I froze when I nearly ran into the person who’d walked to the basement, and my shirt collar strangled me. “Alex?”
My son blinked at me, mouth popping open in surprise. He stopped, shocked, and gave me a slow once-over, his eyebrows dipping low on his forehead. The look reminded me so much of Phillip, who always made the same expression when he saw me—I was someone he couldn’t and didn’t want to understand. “Dad?”
“Hi.” My chest rose and fell, and I made a noise in the back of my throat that sounded more like a baby dinosaur than a human. “What are you.... What are you doing down here?”
“Atlas said he saw Yu—” He cut himself off, then huffed. “Why areyoudown here?”
“I’m a member of the staff, Alex... ander. Alexander. I was down here to retrieve something I need.” I hated how easily the lie slipped from my mouth, but I had no choice. I didn’t want to give him another reason to hate me, and giving someonehis agea blowjob was a perfect excuse. Not to mention thatsomeonewas also a man. Alex would never forgive me.
He frowned and eyed me suspiciously. “What were you getting?” He studied the area around us. “And I thought you would avoid a place like this. It smells musty and everything is filthy. You hate dust.”
Dear gods. He was right. I’d made a point on more than one occasion to send a student to places like this to retrieve things I needed because I hated the odor and how it felt to walk into somewhere so dirty. When we’d been on better terms, Alex had been my buddy and he’d done it for me.
“Sometimes I have no choice.” I pressed my mouth together, hoping he would accept my reasoning.
He shook his head and shrugged. “Whatever.”
“What were you looking for?” I offered him a small smile, but it fell off my lips when he snorted and stepped away from me.
“No one.”
The words seemed strange, but he didn’t say anything else, and I felt like if I asked more questions, he would start snapping at me. Our relationship was already so broken, and I didn’t know how to fix it. Human connection was difficult for me, and I wasn’t one to care, but Alex was different. He was my son. He was one person I did want to understand.
“Do you want to watch a movie tonight?” I stepped forward, reclaiming the space he’d put between us. “Like we used to. I got the new movie about Alexander the Great.” I laughed lightly because we’d always found the Hollywood adaptations of the great Greek king’s history stupid.
“No.” He glared. “Why would I want to watch a movie with you? You’re mydadand I’m not a kid anymore. And all you’ll do is rant about accuracy.”
“But that was the fun part of watching together.” I hated how unsure I sounded, and as much as I wanted to reach out to him, I didn’t dare, scared he would reject me. Swallowing, I opened my mouth and closed it again. What else could I say? Finally, something tumbled into my head. “How’s hockey?”
He grunted. “That’s how out of touch you are. It’s basketball and baseball. Fuck, Dad.” He shook his head.
“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, hoping he wouldn’t storm away. “I know most of the hockey rules. I don’t understand basketball. If we could sit down and you explain it to me—”
“That would be a waste of time,” he barked. “Whatever. I’m sure you would be happier reading a book about it anyway.”
He left me there and stomped back up the stairs, each step a nail in the coffin of our relationship, and no matter what I brought to the forefront of my mind, I couldn’t think of anything that would stop him. I wanted to beg him not to leave me, but Dad’s voice echoed in my head.“That’s pathetic, boy. What are you? A woman?”
I never wanted to be like Dad, but his toxic words had been poisoning me for so long, I didn’t know what was right and wrong anymore. I abhorred him, but I couldn’t get his voice out of my head, either, even though I hadn’t seen him for years.
