Page 79 of Mistaken Prejudice

“I thought you wanted me to wear the Koala onesie.”

His head nestled on my neck as he pursed his lips. “Did I?”

“You did.”

“Well.” His finger slid farther down my body until he reached the base of my cock. “I decided I prefer you naked.”

“Well, in that case.” I helped him by sliding my sweats and boxers down and freeing my dick. “Who am I to argue?”

***

After fucking on his bed and in his shower, Miles still had the stamina for round three, but my stomach betrayed me. I was too hungry and drained out to do anything but eat.

As we got to the kitchen, we found Elliot lazing out in front of the TV. Since their house had an open-concept kitchen, there weren’t any walls separating the cooking space from the living and dining spaces. I liked it.

“What are you watching?” Miles asked and surprised his dad, who clearly didn’t notice us entering the room.

“Oh! Bonsoir, mes amours,” he greeted us as he paused the movie. I recognized the film; it was a popular action movie with a hot FBI agent who saved the world in each new movie. He also found a new girlfriend in each one.

“Oh, it’s Aloïs,” Miles said as he sat beside his dad. Yes. The leading actor was Aloïs.

“Oui, bébé. Isn’t he full of talent?” It was clear that Elliot thought highly of his younger brother, although, from my short interaction with Aloïs, it didn’t seem like it was the same for him.

“What are you doing down here? I thought you were having fun. Are you being careful?”

I choked on my own spit. Still coughing, Miles chuckled. I still hadn’t gotten used to Elliot’s directness, and the way he and Miles were so open with each other often caught me off guard.

“Yeah, Yeah. Don’t worry.”

Well, Miles, he’s got a point.

I hadn’t slept with anyone but Miles since the last time I checked for STDs, which came back negative, but we should have still discussed it before going for it the way we did earlier today in the shower. It was reckless and irresponsible.

“Good.” Elliot beamed. “I remember the first time I—”

“I really don’t need to know about it.” Miles was quick to stop him.

“Just so you know, your dad and I are very much active sexually.”

Sadly, I do know that.

“And I am always here to answer any question you may have, mon lapin. You too, Andrei.”

I forced a smile. “I’m all good, but I appreciate it.”

He suddenly stood up. “There is this one position where you lift your leg,” he said while demonstrating. The guy was flexible, I’d give him that, but I tried to focus on anything but him until he was done. “And it is a great way to stimulate the prostate.” Okay, now he was done talking.

“Good to know, Papa. But we came here ’cause we’re hungry.” Miles chuckled from the couch.

“Oui! I’ll cook dinner.” Elliot moved toward the kitchen and opened the fridge. He wore black tights and a track jacket that looked good on his slim body and made him look young. It was easy to see where Miles got his figure from. Miles told me that Daniel and Elliot used surrogacy. It was nice to know that nowadays there was more than one way to have a family and become parents.

“What do you want to eat?” Elliot questioned, and I didn’t care as long as there would be food, so I just waited for Miles to answer.

“Ratatouille, Quiche Lorraine, Salade Niçoise, and crêpes.”

Was that English?

Elliot’s smile slipped for a second before it returned. “Well, mon lapin, that’s a bit too much. Isn’t it?”