“In a fucking heartbeat. Just a warning, don’t stick it out if you don’t plan to use it.”

  “Are you drunk? Let me smell your drink.”

  Landon made a move to grab the can and Zerk played keep away.

  “No, I’m not drunk. Woke you up though, didn’t it?”

  “Tease.”

  “If I were teasing you’d know it.”

  “Oh is that right,” Landon’s voice lowered as he shifted and turned to straddle his thighs.

  Zerk nearly lost it when soft, slim fingers combed through his chest hair. Landon moved in close enough for his breath to tease Zerk’s lips.

  Fuck, this was right where he’d always wanted the smaller man. Those slender hands fisted in the curls on his chest close to his nipples and pulled. His cock instantly began to tent his pajama bottoms.

  “Now, boy, you don’t want to play this game with me?”

  Landon made a sound close to a purr. “Who says it’s a game, are you all growl and no bite?”

  He moved quickly and bent Landon back over his arm rubbing his beard against the smooth skin of Landon’s exposes collarbones.

  “Is that what you want, boy, a little bite,” Zerk rumbled as he teasingly nipped at Landon's throat.

  He didn’t understand what was happening. His brain was screaming this was a mistake, but he looked up into Landon’s eyes. Landon’s pupils dilated until the green was a thin ring and Zerk’s brain short circuited.

  “I don’t think you got it in ya; you’re just a big old teddy bear.”

  “I’ll show you Teddy Bear, boy,” He bit down harder, pinching Landon’s skin sharply between his teeth and gripped Landon’s ass so hard he hoped he left bruises. “If you wanna play, I can guarantee,” He stroked his tongue over the small red mark. “I won’t leave an inch of your body without a mark. You wanna keep poking the bear?”

  Landon squirmed on his lap and squeezed his thighs against Zerk’s sides. He slid his hands up Landon’s soft, perfect skin until he curved his huge hands over Landon’s shoulders and forced Landon down as Zerk jerked his hips up. The sweet whimpering coming from the man on his lap set him off and he stroked his lips along Landon’s throat, and then nibbled at his chin. He was so fucking hard, he wanted to flip Landon over onto the table and ride that perfect ass until Landon didn’t know whether to beg him to stop or to fuck him harder.

  “So sexy when you whimper for me.” He quickly pushed Landon’s shirt up and over his head loathing the brief loss of contact. When his hairy chest pushed to Landon’s naked smooth one Landon trembled in his arms and held his breath.

  Landon gasped, “Zerk,” Landon moaned and rolled his hips forward.

  Only two thin layers of cotton separated their dicks. Zerk lowered his gaze between their bodies and found the wet, dark tip of Landon’s cock peeking over the waistband of his pants. He brought one hand around, swiped his thumb across it to gather the beads that steadily leaked from the slit.

  Landon bucked so hard he nearly fell from his lap.

  “Don’t touch me unless you fucking mean it.”

  Zerk’s eyes jerked to Landon’s face the moment he cursed. Landon furrowed his forehead and his bottom lip was swollen and red with imprints where his teeth at bit into the lush curve.

  Fuck, he’d never seen anyone look so beautiful. He sensed Landon’s pleasure bordered on pain and was exactly what Landon wanted and needed.

  He was damn sure he was the only fucking one to give it to him.

  “Do you want me? Is that what all those touches were for—“ He rubbed his beard over his man’s chest, “those times you set on my lap? Did you want this,” He roughly shoved his hand into Landon’s pants and wrapped it around the man’s hard, leaking cock. He slammed his mouth onto Landon’s to stifle his strangled yell.

  How could he have been so fucking blind?

  Landon’s slender fingers knotted in his hair as the kiss devolved into a clashing of tongues and teeth. Their breathing rough in the quiet kitchen. He stroked Landon faster and sharper, loving the sharp moans and the way Landon worked his dick through Zerk’s fist. He stroked his free hand down Landon’s back and beneath the cotton covering the man’s rounded ass, teased between his crease until he nudged Landon’s tight, little hole with his middle finger.

  “Tell me you fucking want me,” He ordered as he broke the kiss, but kept their mouths together.

  Fuck, Landon whined and jerkily nodded his head.

  “No, I want to hear you fucking say it.” He rhythmically tapped his middle finger, but ceased the firm stroke on Landon’s dick. Zerk needed the man to tell him what he needed. That Landon needed him. He tried to tamp down the primal, almost violent urge to possess Landon in every way possible—his pleasure, pain, he wanted it all.

  “I want you.”

  “You want me to fuck you?” He pushed until his finger breached Landon and he violently shuddered in Zerk’s hold.

  “Y—yes.”

  Part of him knew he needed to stop, this wasn’t the time or place, but he’d waited too long. Keeping himself in check, denying his baser needs, but right now Landon was instigating the beast he always kept under control. He surged to his feet and slammed Landon against the nearest wall. Zerk growled as Landon grunted and tightened his legs around Zerk’s waist.

  Landon’s short nails scored his back, at the pain he ground his hips against his man’s perfect ass. He leaned back as he brought his left hand up to curve around Landon’s throat. Lightly he squeezed and used his right hand to jerk Landon’s pants down until they caught at his upper thighs. He grabbed one of Landon’s ass cheeks and dug his fingers in until he heard that beautiful whimpering sound again.

  “Beautiful,” he rumbled. “I could split that ass right now and you’d let me—“ His voice dipped to a rough growl, “beg me for it.” He lowered his head and bit down on Landon’s chest, then brutally sucked up a mark as Landon pulled at his hair. Landon’s slender cock rubbed against Zerk’s hairy belly. “Wouldn’t you?” He slid to the other side to leave a matching mark over Landon’s heart.

  “Y—”

  “Brian, put that boy—”

  Zerk turned his body to hide Landon and glanced back over his shoulder. Kill him fucking now, his mother hidden by the bulk of his Dad.”

  “Fuck—”

  “Watch your language,” His mother admonished.

  “Dad, give us a minute, please.” He glanced down at Landon to find the blissed-out expression of minutes before driven away by embarrassment.

  “Um—” Landon swallowed hard and Zerk felt it with his hand still loosely wrapped around Landon’s throat. “What the fuck—”

  “If I put you down you’re going to run, aren’t you?” Landon opened his mouth. “Don’t fucking lie either.”

  “Please, Zerk.”

  As gentle as possible he righted Landon’s pants and set him down, held him for a moment until he knew Landon was steady.

  “We’re going to talk about this.”

  “Please, just let’s forget—”

  “No, go get cleaned up while I talk to the parents. Well that’s one fucking way to lose a hard-on. Motherfucker, I have to wait until my thirties to get caught fucking around.” He adjusted his still half-hard cock and watched Landon follow the move. “I’ll let you take care of it later.”

  “Bastard.” Landon growled, but it came out more like a purr. He stormed across the room and jerked his shirt from the floor.

  He didn’t take his eyes off Landon until he disappeared out the door leading towards the living room. Landon might try to pretend this didn’t fucking happen, but he lost his mind if he thought this was the end of it.

  “Son, is it safe to come in?”

  Zerk groaned as his Dad asked from the doorway. He turned to find his parents watching him with a mixture of disappointment and disbelief.

  Yea, trying to fuck his man in their kitchen while the parents were in the house was an idiotic move. Goddammit but all he could think about was getting his dick in Landon’s ass and now it was worse since his man bore his marks.

  “Sorry, things got a little—”

  “A little, my God, Brian, you were manhandling him, that was completely—”

  “Mom, I wasn’t hurting—” He stopped when his mother arched her brow. He wasn’t explaining kink to his mother.

  “If it’s all right with you if you and Landon could keep that to the bedroom while we’re here that’ll be great. I really don’t need to see you—”

  “It won’t happen again. Like I said things got out of hand.”

  “What was that bull crap that you and Landon weren’t together, you lied to me, Brian.”

  “Mom, I didn’t lie. This is the first time this ever happened.”

  “Well, you make it right, I won’t have my Landon hurt by your deviant behavior. I’m so ashamed, I should check on him. You left—”

  “Mom, can we not talk about my sex life? It’s uncomfortable.”

  “I should go check on my boy. Shame on you,” his mom spun on her toes and left the room.

  Great now his Mom thought he was some deviant. Well, they did walk in on him with his hand around Landon’s throat. Fuck, this is embarrassing, if the guys ever find out he’s fucked.

  “I’ll take care of your mother, son.”

  “I am sorry. This has never happened—never.”

  “It was a matter of time; you might be blind as hell but we weren’t and I’m sure no one else is either. If you want that boy you ought to make sure he doesn’t run.”

  “I know, but he’s mine and he fucking knows it.”

  “Let me go head your Mom off before she tries to beat down Landon’s door.”

  “Thanks, I don’t want to explain this to her.”

  “You don’t got to explain anything to me. But, son, let this be the last time I see your hairy ass trying to pound your boyfriend through the wall.” His Dad grimaced.

  “Sure.” His parents were cool as fuck when he’d come out in high school. His mother was a one-woman pride march.

  His dad disappeared, Zerk turned to lean back against the wall he’d had Landon pressed to and shoved his fingers through his hair. Okay the truth was out and he knew they wanted more than the friend’s only bullshit. Although, his Dad was right, Landon was going to run. It was just a matter of how far Landon would get before he had his man.

  8 Landon’s On the Run

  Landon was in hiding and he didn't deny it. He laid on his parents’ bed and watched his mother put away laundry. Peaches wore a tank top and shorts that exposed her tattoos which covered most of her skin.

  She’d met his father when she was eighteen and went to get her first ink when she went off to college. She said it had been love at first sight. His father had taken one look at her skin and said it was perfect for his ink, all peaches and cream. It’s how she’d gotten the name.

  They hadn’t been apart since their first date. He’d always wanted what his parents did.

  “Okay, cut the quiet act, you’ve been here for an hour and have barely said a damn word.” She spun and slammed her fists down on her ample hips.

  “What was it like when you met Dad?” He’d asked this question a hundred times, but he never got tired of hearing it. Peaches’s voice went all soft and sweet with memories of her and Gib’s life together. She never denied him and would tell it like it was the first time.

  “Oh, darling, it was like a lightning strike. I walked into that shop, one look at that tattooed, bearded beast and I was lost. My friends thought I’d lost my damn mind. He’d picked me up at the dorm on his Harley.” She chuckled and threw herself on the bed beside him laying her head on his stomach. “No one would’ve thought it looking at him but he was so fucking sweet. After dinner at some dive bar in the middle of nowhere we went back to his place.”

  “And the two of you curled up in bed and talked all night.”

  “Smart, sweet, and so sexy. He didn’t push for anything and pretty much from that night we spent every one of them together.”

  “Did you ever doubt what you and Dad had?”

  “Are you having issues with Zerk? We were surprised when you said you invited him to live with you. Way too much temptation for you.”

  “Definitely too much temptation. Things got a little out of hand this morning.”

  “How out of control? Gib going to have to bring out his shotgun to defend your honor?”

  “Dear Fake Jesus, you’re a smart ass.”

  Peaches snorted, “Come on, my sweet baby boy, you’ve never been good at hiding your feelings when you’re around Zerk. Yea, you take after your Dad in the whole affectionate thing, but Zerk is your favorite chair. If you haven’t noticed, he does lean back when you show up to give you room to sit down.”

  “It just seems natural and I don’t think about it.”

  “I’m not giving you shit for it. So, what happened?”

  “Let’s just say if his parents hadn’t woken up we’d have christened my kitchen.”

  She snorted, “Remind me never to eat at your house.”

  He lost it and started laughing. Sex wasn’t a taboo subject in his family. Communication was important to the Phelps. It was nice to know he didn’t have to hide things from his parents.

  “Don’t give me that shit, I know from horrifying experience that every surface in this house needs to be bleached.”

  “Once you moved out, Landon, all bets were off.”

  He sighed as he stared up at the ceiling, “I don’t know what to do, Mom, it just started off as our usual teasing and then it spiraled.”

  “Did he regret it?”

  He didn’t have to think about it long before he answered, “Didn’t appear so, but he’s had time to think about it.”

  “You’re doing it again.”

  “Doing what?”

  “You’re letting your doubts and fears dictate your actions. You’ve always been very open with us about sex and it’s not something to cause shame. You were terrified to come out to Gib even when he gave you no reason, but it was a second coming out since you swore you were going to marry Prince Charming when you were six I think.”

  “I know Dad had gay friends and y’all never balked when they brought their partners around, but—”

  “There’s no but, Landon, we know you thought Gib had the it’s okay for everyone else, but not my son philosophy. That hurt him a bit when you were afraid to tell him. Hell, you had a bag packed.”

  “Not my best moment.” It was one his more embarrassing decisions. The morning before he told them he’d packed his bag and gathered every penny he’d ever saved.

  “No it wasn’t. Zerk’s a great guy, terrible taste in men. We’re surprised it lasted as long as it did with Ron and knew how much it hurt you to watch him with someone else.”

  “He’s never shown—”

  Now, he remembered where he got his habit of cutting people off when they were about to say something stupid.

  “He’s shown plenty of interest, unconsciously and with great subtly. You are his boss’s son and don’t exactly look like the rest of us. Responsible and upstanding member of society, one of those boring nine-to-five jobs, for fuck’s sake, you wear ties.”

  “Wow, can you sound anymore horrified?”

  “Possibly, if you give me a minute.”

  Landon relaxed and wrapped one of the thread wraps in Peaches’s hair around his fingers. The tiny bells attached to the wraps tinkled and the sound comforted him.

  “I’m hiding,” He confessed with a grimace.

  “Figured you were, but why? You’re a grown ass man take what you want. Kinda seems you and Zerk are on the same page.”

  “But what if he does regret it?”

  “I doubt he does. Now put on your big boy manties and go talk to your man.”

  “I’m not just hiding from Zerk, Roy and Gladys got a nice little eyeful of their son and me this morning.”

  “Definitely embarrassing, at least tell me you two were dressed?”

  “Mostly, my ass and well you know, were hanging out.”

  In usual Peaches fashion, she lost it. She had this great laugh and when she laughed the loudest she snorted. It was infectious and you couldn’t help but join her.

  “I’m sure the future in-laws loved seeing that.”

  “Don’t remind me. I swore Gladys was going to lose her mind. She came to my room trying to make sure I was alright and Zerk hadn’t—”

  “I remember that college boyfriend you had, that boy left so many marks I thought you’d been attacked by an animal.”

  “Thanks for reminding me of that two-month mistake.”

  “Baby boy, according to you they were all mistakes.”

  “There hasn’t been that many.”

  “Well, the ones you have brought home, they practically backed up and ran as soon as they got a look at the crew and us. You don’t exactly prepare them for family night at Brawlers.”

  “What am I going to do?”

  Peaches rolled to her feet and stood over the bed. “What you’re going to do is get your ass up off my bed and go get your man. You’ve waited too long already. Zerk is one helluva catch and some other man is going to snatch him up. And then you’re fucked, and not—”

  “And you’re going to stop there.” He stood and wrapped his arms around Peaches giving her a tight hug. “I love you.”

  “I love you too. Call me later after you’ve sufficiently recovered to give me the good news.”

  “His parents are staying with us, can’t be having too much of a good time.”

  “That’s what gags are for.”

  “How the hell did I get a Mom like you?”

  “You got lucky. Now get out.”

  “Fine, fine, I’m out,” He released her and strode for the door. She was right, his mom was always right. He wouldn’t admit that to her. His mother was already too smug as it was.

  # # #

  Twenty minutes later he pulled into his driveway beside Zerk’s truck and cut the engine. He opened his door and barely got out before Gladys was beside him.

  “Hi, Gladys,” He slammed the door.