Saying Goodbye (15 page)

Jack tossed the basketball into the hoop and then Pete bounced it back to him, since he had made the shot.

It wasn’t too cold out and the sun had warmed the day to the mid-sixties.
Both were wearing jeans and T-shirts.
The next shot Jack missed, so he threw the ball to Pete, who bounced it and took a shot, making it.

Jack looked out at the outdoor pool, drained for the winter, and the stables beyond it.

“Jack?”

Jack came back into focus.

“You’re up.” Pete tossed him the basketball.

Jack bounced it, walked to the three point line and tried to get it in.
He
missed and Pete went for it, making a layup shot. He bounced the ball to where Jack was standing and asked, “You okay?”

“Huh? Yeah. Just so much crap on my mind. Work, life…”

“Mark?”

“Mark.” Jack took the ball from Pete and again tried another long shot, but missed.

Pete retrieved it and made the next shot, then bounced the ball and stood beside Jack. He threw it and it ‘swooshed’ into the net.

Jack laughed and said, “You win.”

“Were we playing?” Pete held the ball.

“Not really.”

“You want to talk?”

Jack gazed at Pete. Pete Harrison. A law partner at his office and one damn nice guy. He didn’t socialize with him
unless there was a large party
, but they were friends.
Most of the invitations came from Mark and Steve, who worked with Pete’s boyfriend
,
Danny Rothschild, and his
twin
brother
,
Donny.

“I’m not a talking kind of guy.” Jack took the ball from Pete and tried to twirl it on his finger.

“You are in a courtroom.”

“That’s different.”

Pete stepped closer. “Look, I know enough about Mark and this house to know why he left.”

Jack figured everyone thought the same thing. The mansion had gotten to
Mark. It was the perfect excuse
for Mark’s departure.

“What’s it like dating a twin?” Jack took another shot at the rim and missed.

Pete bounced the ball and made the shot he took. “Nothing special. They’re not inseparable or anything. They’re just brothers.”

“They ever fuck around with you and Bruno?” Jack took the ball away from Pete and made the shot as he jumped right up to the net.

“Fuck around with us?” Pete caught the ball when Jack threw it. “In what way?”

“I dunno.” Jack
pretended to block the shot Pete wasn’t actually taking.

“No. They don’t. I mean, it’s not like Bruno and I can’t tell them apart. We sometimes go out together, but not often.”

“Never thought about
three-way
sex with
them both
?”

Pete gave Jack a serious look. “No. And that’s actually kind of gross.”

“Why?” Jack took the ball and another shot, missing it and catching the rebound. “Isn’t sex with twins everyone’s fantasy?”

“Not mine.” Pete walked off the court. “Catch ya later.”

Jack stopped bouncing the ball. “What?” he yelled after Pete, “Am I the only one with taboo thoughts around here?” Jack took another shot, missing. “Would fuck father and son. So? What’s the big deal,” he said to himself.

Jack bounced the ball a few more times, took one more shot at the net and then carried the ball to the back of the house. Before he went inside through the sliding doors to the kitchen, Jack looked out at the landscape, recalling his and Mark’s
horseback
rides over the mountain trails. He left the ball on a chair near the pool and took his phone out of his pocket.

He called Mark. It went directly to voicemail. “So? That’s it? You’re going to ignore everyone?” Jack checked his phone to see how strong the signal was. Not very. He disconnected the call and sighed.

~

Billy pulled into Mark’s driveway
.
The
day
had flown by for him. And he had a blast.

As he had
to
change
gears,
Billy
released Mark’s hand, but kept holding it between
shifting
. Now that they had stopped, Billy put the truck in park and turned to face Mark. “I should
take you out
to lunch. I’m starved
and don’t feel like eating alone at home
.”

“Not necessary.” Mark appeared slightly sad.

Billy reached out and brushed the hair back from his face, tucking it behind Mark’s ear. “Was it fun for you?”

“Yes. Lovely.” Mark smiled but Billy felt as if he was lying.

“Mark.” Billy went for Mark’s hand again.

Mark appeared either surprised or uncomfortable when he did.

“The guys
, t
hey were just having fun. I mean, the kiss and the attention they gave you. It was genuine.”

“Yes, love.” Mark squeezed Billy’s hand and went to release it.

“Are you upset?”

“No.” Mark tried to smile but Billy noticed his bottom lip quiver.

He was confused. “Did one of them say something to you?”

“No. No, love.” Mark shook his head. “They were brilliant. It was brilliant.” Mark began reaching for the door handle.

Billy felt in his gut something was not right. He shut off the truck. “Mark, what’s going on?”

“Nothing. I’m fine.” Mark shot Billy a smile and opened the truck door.

He watched Mark climb out and then when
Mark
stood
at
the
front
door, Mark appeared to fall apart.

Billy hopped out of the truck and hurried over to him. “What the hell? Mark?”

Mark hid his face and located his key. “I’m a mess. I need a wash. I don’t know what’s the matter with me.”

Billy could see Mark’s hand shaking as he tried to get the key in the lock. “Jesus, you need to eat something.” Taking the key from Mark, Billy opened the door. He heard the alarm beeping and Mark moved
inside
to enter a code.

Billy stepped in
. “Mark.”

“Billy, love
…
I’m fine. No need—”
Mark held up his hand to stop Billy.

When Billy looked into Mark’s eyes he could see them ready to overflow. Out of pure affection, Billy took Mark into his arms
, completely
baffled.
“Baby, eat something. Please. I don’t want to nag you like the others do.
But if you’re feeling shaky you have to eat.
”

A sob broke from Mark’s chest, as if he was battling something but losing. Billy closed the door behind him and tried to see Mark’s face.

Mark kept turning away, hiding under his hair, nudging Billy back. “Go. Go, love.”

“No fucking way.
I can’t leave you like this. What if you pass out again?
” Billy kept grabbing at Mark’s arms to st
op Mark from avoiding him. “What time
are the guys coming back
?
I’m not sure I want to leave you alone.”

“You must.” Mark tried to pull away. “Leave me be. Billy.”

“What the hell?” Billy
pulled
Mark into an embrace. “If I find out one of those guys did something.” He began to get furious. He knew there was some teasing going on when he took the photos but couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“No. No, my pet
…
they
were
lovely. No one said anything out of turn.” Mark kept pushing Billy away. “I’m a mess. Don’t. Billy. Let me be.”

“Stop fighting me
.
I’m not going anywhere, Richfield
.
”

Mark stopped moving and met Billy’s gaze.

Billy’s breath caught in his throat. The dark lines near Mark’s lashes, the green of his eyes and the aura of pure sexuality coming from Mark stunned him.

Another soft sob came from Mark as he stared at Billy.

Billy cupped Mark’s jaw and kissed him.

Mark moaned and shook his head no, and gripped Billy’s wrists
to draw them away from his face
.

Billy held tighter,
urg
ing Mark against him. He cupped the back of Mark’s head and opened his mouth, grinding his cock against Mark.

Mark began resisting, trying to turn his face away, backing up.

Billy pushed Mark’s jacket off Mark’s shoulders, dropping it to the floor. Mark pressed both his palms against Billy’s chest and tried to separate them. Billy grabbed a handful of Mark’s hair and
kept Mark’s mouth against his. With his free hand he touched the skin under Mark’s shirt.

“Oh, God,” Mark cried against Billy’s lips. “We mustn’t. No. Go away!” Mark pushed at Billy’s shoulders.

Billy backed Mark up until Mark hit the
back side of the
couch, pinning Mark to it. He went for Mark’s shirt and pulled it upwards, over Mark’s head.

Mark covered his chest and closed his eyes.

Never in his life had Billy been with a man like this. Never. Mark’s submissiveness, his androgyny
and unbelievable vulnerability
, his powerful aura of sex contrasting his weakness of will. He was the opposite of Alex.

And
Mark
was turning Billy into an animal.

Billy chewed Mark’s neck, tasted his salty skin and went for Mark’s belt buckle.

“Oh, God, love, no…” Mark sobbed.

Billy opened his belt and then his zipper, jerking Mark’s slacks down his thighs.

“We mustn’t! Billy…” Mark tried to push him away, to reach for his pants.

Billy was so sexually pent up from not having Alex to
fuck and the training exercise
, he was a raging bull. And Mark, exquisite Mark, with his painted eyes and
spectacular
body…

Billy dug his fist into Mark’s hair
tightly
and drew him back to his mouth
by force
,
and
then
he
lowered one hand to Mark’s cock. On contact with that infamous dick, Billy nearly came. He tore open his own jeans and exposed his
own
cock. Mark’s soft whimpers were driving Billy out of his mind. He kept his right hand
clenched
in Mark’s hair and held onto Mark’s waist with his left arm, pushing their hard cocks together.

“Oh fuck! Fuck!” Billy opened his eyes to see Mark’s
wet with tears. “You gorgeous fucking man!” Billy pulled Mark’s hair, making his head fall back. He sucked on Mark’s neck and leaned down to chew on his nipple.

“No
…
no…” Mark huffed air, weakening at the knees as Billy held him up.

Billy forced Mark to the carpeted floor of the living room, and onto his back. Mark kept pushing at Billy to restrain him. “Please…” Mark tried to crawl backwards on his elbows.

Billy spread Mark’s legs and burrowed between them, getting a strong scent of the amazing cologne and his masculine aroma that was like a pure aphrodisiac to Billy. He devoured Mark’s cock as deeply as he could and lapped his way to Mark’s balls and ass.

“Oh, God…” Mark moaned. “Billy
…
go! Go away!”

Billy wet Mark’s ass with his saliva and then knelt up, tugging Mark closer,
pointing his cock at Mark’s rim
.

When Mark felt him penetrate, Mark seemed to lose the will to fight. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes
as tears ran down the sides of his face
.

Billy stared at Mark’s body, his stiff cock and perfect physique. He hammered into Mark, holding Mark’s hips
,
about to scream from the intensity
and tasting this forbidden fruit
.

“Oh
,
fuck! Fuck, Richfield,
you fucking God
!” Billy t
hrust hard and
deep and came, choking and coughing at the waves of pure pleasure overcoming him. He pulled out and
ejaculated
more on Mark’s balls and thighs.

Billy landed on Mark, sucking Mark’s cock, pushing his
fingers deeply
into Mark the way he did with Alex, using his own cum
and saliva
to help lubricate it.

“Ah! Ah!” Mark arched his back and thrust his hips into Billy’s mouth.

Billy got the first taste of Mark’s cum and moaned in bliss. It was like honey. He sucked on Mark’s cock strongly, milking him for more, swallowing him down.