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"I'm glad you're home." 

As he held Milo close, Erick's mind raced with thoughts of the afternoon's events, of Gus's strong hands and scratchy beard, of the way their bodies had moved together in a frenzied dance of passion and lust.

A wave of guilt washed over him as he felt his son's small arms around his neck.

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After a few minutes of walking, they arrived at a nondescript apartment building, the exterior worn and weathered, but with a certain charm to it.

He felt a strange mix of pride and embarrassment, remembering the way his boys looked, the way they moved, their innocence and vulnerability, while his cock got assaulted by Gus.

Gus nodded, his eyes gleaming with something dark and predatory. He could feel the heat radiating from his skin, his cock straining against the confines of his slacks.

I'm gonna cum..." he gasped. Something that went beyond the boundaries of friendship and love.

As the night wore on and the boys headed off to bed, Erick found himself restless and uneasy. The stark contrast between the mundane family dinner and the electric thrill of his secret rendezvous left him reeling, yearning for something that this quiet evening could never provide.

"Like what you see?" He added, as he did a turn and shook his butt just a little, his jeans showing off the curve of his ass, teasing Erick.

Erick's mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to form words, but nothing coherent came out.

"Wear these home, I want to imagine you in them," he said, giving a teasing nod to Erick who took them with a smile and a blush.

Once Erick had dressed, Gus walked him out and back to the street, then back to his car.

He bobbed his head up and down, his mouth working Erick's cock with a skill that left him breathless.

"Gus," Erick gasped, "Fuck, that feels so good, Gus." 

It was nothing like what Elise could do. Erick could tell Gus probably hadn't worn deodorant for at least the past decade, if not his whole life.

When Gus finally pulled off his jeans—he hadn't been wearing underwear—Erick's mouth went agape.

"You want me to make you mine."

"Yes," Erick gasped, his body writhing beneath Gus's touch. As Gus straddled him, his weight pressing him into the softness beneath him, Erick knew he was about to experience something he hadn't even dared dream of. Gus licked his lips, his eyes dark with hunger.

Erick wasn't particularly well-endowed, but he wasn't small.