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“Oomph.”

I laughed a little. “Sorry. Now that I have you where I want you.”

Dropping to my knees slowly, I took Eion’s pants and underwear down his thighs. “Excuse me, sir. We have children watching.”

“Orlando, look away,” I said over my shoulder. Kissing his thigh, then the crease of his groin. I couldn’t help but run my tongue across the sensitive skin, then lick his balls, before I sucked them lightly. The moans were the perfect symphony, which made my cock perk up, and fluid released from the overly sensitive head.

My tongue ran from the base to the tip, and I enjoyed how smooth and hot the skin was. When I reached the crown, I teased around the glans, then took the entirety into my mouth. His hand rested on the back of my head, and I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. The dark hair around his shaft tickled my lips, and I wished I didn’t have a beard so I could feel them on my skin; I knew from touching him they were soft. I enjoyed his scent, manly but still clean. It was a gift that I could make him feel good—better than good—and that I knew was powerful. I looked up at him, and he was clearly sex drunk. It didn’t matter that I was on my knees in the dirt with my boyfriend backed against a barn. This was hot.

I hollowed my cheeks and took him deeper. His hips thrust slightly, and he pulled himself back. Countering his response, I pulled his hips back toward my mouth until the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. I could have him go deeper, and I liked it when he blocked my airway. I couldn’t explain why it was intoxicating, but letting him have that moment where I couldn't breathe aroused me to steel hard. I liked him to use me.

“Fuck. Angus.” He gave a small tug on my hair, letting me know he was about to come, and there was no way I wouldn’t swallow every drop he offered me. It was only moments after his warning that he flooded my mouth with his come. I swallowed all of it down my throat, then pulled back when I got another spurt. It felt like I had swallowed twenty times, but I would keep doing it until he was milked dry. Still on my knees, I helped him pull up his pants and put himself away.

I kissed his hip and the top of his cock. Then stood in front of him. “Incredible.” I smiled at him. He kissed me hard, and I knew by now he liked the taste of himself on my tongue, which made me harder. Unexpectedly, heat filled me, and for the first time since I was a tween, I came in my pants. With my forehead against his, wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I never expected to have this type of physical connection with someone, and then to combine that with the emotional bond we had formed was almost impossible to accept as real.

When I opened my left eye, the sun was up, which wasn’t a good sign. “Oh shit, what time is it?” I reached over to shake Eion, only to find an empty bed. I looked around to find that I was alone. The remnants of drinking too much clung to me as an unwelcome companion. It had been a good day, with my person, even if I did drink too much and maybe traumatized Orlando by sucking off Eion against the barn where he could see us.

It was nearly 8:00 a.m., and Eion had to feed everyone on his own. He was probably with the bears at this point, which meant I could take care of the nursery animals. As of today, it was mostly raccoons, since Atlas had been released into the wilds where the skulk lived. It appeared Atlas had been accepted by one of the groups, which made us happy. I smiled. Us. It was such a simple word, but this place was more us every day. We would discuss the future as if it were a forgone conclusion that we would be together, and I didn’t mind it at all. I headed out to the barn and hoped to catch my boyfriend for a kiss before I fed the troublemakers.

“Oh, it’s so Rough.” That wasn’t Eion’s voice, and nobody was ever here. I looked around feeling violated, because this was our private place, our sanctuary. What in the hell?

“You’re going to like it. Keep your hand there and hold it firm.” My logical brain knew that Eion was in love with me. He didn’t even like people that much, but here he was talking dirty to someone, and it had to be someone that he was comfortable with—an old boyfriend? The only man he had told me about was that asshole who left him when he was in the hospital. It hurt my heart so much that everything started to crash around me. I was insanely in love with him. Going back to my life before Eion would be impossible.

“That’s it, just like that, take it just like that.”

I couldn’t let him get away with it. Did he think I was so pathetic I wouldn’t catch him right here in the barn? Or did he know he could do it, and I would slink away? I turned to walk away. Fuck he was right. I turned and walked toward the trailer.

“Hey, Angus.” I turned around, and Eion was jogging toward me. When he caught up, he grabbed me around the waist and spun me half around, giving me a kiss. “Hi.”I was confused as I kissed him back. Had I let that teenager, whom nobody wanted, control my thoughts and assume I would be treated poorly? “Did you get enough sleep? How are you feeling after yesterday?”

“I’m okay. You should have gotten me up to help you feed.”

“You were so adorable. Plus, after that blowjob, you deserved a reward. By the way, I gave a little extra grain to Orlando, hoping he would forget anything he saw.” I laughed. This was my man, which meant there was an explanation for what I heard. “Zachary was here on time to help, which meant I wasn’t alone for feeding.” He said it easily, as if it were a forgone conclusion that someone else would be here.

Zachary. My hungover brain sorted through the name, and I realized he was one of the servers at The Dapper Duck. He was going to feed the animals the night of the fundraiser and the following day. “I. Well.” He narrowed his eyes at me. I needed to tell him because I still struggled, and my therapist told me not to keep secrets because it would trigger my disorder. This was something that already had me thinking about binging, deciding I wasn’t good enough, and assuming he had been dishonest.

“What is it, Angus?”

“I heard you in the barn. I thought. It sounded dirty. Like you were. I figured you were over me, that I wasn’t enough. I was going to run. I wanted to binge and hide because I was garbage. You. He. I wasn’t sure what to do. I ran. It was wrong. I was wrong. You are so good. You mean so much to me. I can leave because I thought—“

Eion put his fingers over my lips. “Angus, breathe.”

“You heard Zachary and me in the barn. Then ran thinking we were doing something intimate?” I started to tear up. How could I have thought something like that about him? He wiped away my tears. “Okay. Then you ran away because you thought you deserved it?”

My crying turned to sobs. Again, my logical brain knows how it should be handling this situation, but my broken emotional self simply took control of the situation. I nodded at Eion. “Yes.” The word was barely a whisper.

Thankfully, he didn’t walk away, but he stepped back, keeping my hand in his. “I see.”

Those two words crushed my soul. I fucked up, and I knew it. How could I? I swallowed hard as the tears continued, and I fought the urge to run away from him. I was a man in his thirties, and I needed to handle this like an adult. “I’m sorry.” I knew the words weren’t enough, but I hoped he would understand. I trusted that he knew me and understood my damage.

“That hurts my feelings. You should feel confident in how I feel about you. If you don’t, I have failed you. Because of that, I apologize.”

“No. You don’t need to—“

“I do. Please understand there is nobody else for me, Angus. You are it. I’m in love with you, and I should have told you sooner.”

I started to cry harder, which was ridiculous. Looking at him, I managed to form words. “You love me?”

“Yes, I do very much.” Without permission, I slammed myself bodily against him. Fortunately, he had his feet planted and caught me. I hugged him as tightly as I could, wanting to climb onto him and stay wrapped around him forever. Without letting go, I leaned back, and we looked at each other. He smiled at me, and there was delight and fire in his eyes.