Chapter 115

 

   “Nice abs,” a voice commented from above. Matt opened his eyes to see a teenage boy staring down at him. He flushed and hastily sat up to minimize the amount of flesh the boy could see. He couldn’t believe he’d fallen asleep and been discovered by some boy. The boy grinned amused and pushed a lock of dark purple hair out of his face. His skin was the color of midnight. This boy was obviously mixed and presumably one of Aaron’s children.

   “Shouldn’t you be in school?” Matt asked finally finding his voice.

   “It’s Saturday.” He rolled his eyes.

   “Oh. Um, well, I should be getting home then.” Matt looked around for his clothing and dressed hurriedly. “It was nice meeting you, um,…”

   “Brandon. Brandon King. Don’t I know you?”

   “Matthew Renfrews.” Matt reluctantly introduced himself.

   “Oh! Uncle Matt. Dad’s mentioned you a few times. What are you doing here?”

   Matt felt his face heat. He wasn’t going to explain to his nephew that he’d been having sex with the boy’s father. “I was talking to Ice.”

   “Right. Talking.” The boy laughed. It obvious that he knew that Matt hadn’t been just talking to Ice. “I hope you had a good ‘talk’. It was nice to meet you, Uncle Matt.”

   The boy got up and walked Matt to his car.

   Matt drove home. He was confused about what had happened. He firmly resolved that he would not be alone with Aaron or Aaron’s friends again. That seemed the best way to avoid compromising situations. He couldn’t afford to be outed as a herm.

   Ariel immediately apologized when he walked in. She begged him to attend marriage counseling with her. He agreed to do so out of guilt. The sessions helped them communicate better, but he still didn’t tell her about his illicit affair with her brother. Aaron kept his distance. Matt was relieved. The year came to a close and Aaron’s quadruplets graduated from high school and moved out. There were no permanent repercussions from his brief fling with men.

Chapter 114

   Matthew leaned back against the edge of the hot tub. The heat felt good and he could feel himself relaxing. Hot tubs were considered sinful luxuries back home and he’d never used one before. He’d been surprised when Ice undressed him, but he permitted it. Ice picked up one of his feet and placed it in his lap.

   “What are you doing?”

   “Giving you a foot massage,” Ice replied as he positioned Matt’s foot against his erection.

  Matt closed his eyes and let the other man gently rub his foot. By the time Ice was done with that foot, Matt was as hard and ready as the man sitting across from him. Ice’s touch was strong but gentle. Matt let his hand drift down and begin rubbing his penis in time to Ice’s ministrations. His release was almost gentle.

   He looked up when Ice began tugging on him to get out of the tub. There was enough light for Matt to see Ice’s erection jutting out. In spite of his own orgasm, he felt a stirring of desire at the sight.

   Ice guided him to a nearby rug. He lay down on his stomach as Ice straddled him and began rubbing his shoulders and back. Each movement caused Ice to brush his back with his penis. Soon his mild interest became a raging inferno of desire. He wanted, he needed Ice inside him.

   “Ice,” he moaned.

   “Yes?” Ice replied his voice husky with desire.

   “Finish it.”

   Ice moved off his back and pushed his legs apart, exposing him to his hungry eyes. Matt closed his eyes and waited for Ice to penetrate him. He didn’t expect a warm wet sensation against his sensitive parts. His eyes flew open, Ice was licking him! It didn’t take long for Ice to push him over the brink again. He lay there panting afterwards before turning to look at Ice. He was still as long and hard as he was earlier.

   “You haven’t had your release.”

   “No.”

  “Why not?”

   The other man leaned over and kissed him. Matt could taste salt and other things he couldn’t name. He’d never performed oral sex on anybody and except for Blade no one had performed it on him either. He licked his lips at the unfamiliar flavors. “It’s simple, Matthew, I want to pleasure you as much as possible before I take my own pleasure.”

   “Matt. My name is Matt. What if I want to pleasure you?”

   “I’d like that very much, Matt, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

   Matt glanced shyly at the other’s erection. “Can I touch you?”

   “Yes.”

   He slowly reached out and brushed his fingertips across the tip. A bead of liquid seeped out as he removed his fingers. He extended one finger and scooped it up. Hesitantly, he brought it up to his mouth. He cautiously licked his finger clean.

   “Well?” Ice asked, amused.

   “I like it. Can I lick you?”

   “Yes.”

   Matt leaned over and ran his tongue over the hardened flesh. He marveled at the sensation of the soft skin against his tongue. He pushed Ice’s legs apart and took the globes there in his hand. He gently ran his thumb over them. He used his middle finger to push them apart and stroked the flesh. Ice made a strangled sound as Matt fondled him.

   “Am I hurting you?”

   “No. But surely you’ve had this done to you?”

   “No. Ariel never liked to touch me and my parents discouraged me from touching myself.” Matt answered, trying to restrain the bitterness he felt at having been denied pleasure for so long. “Can I kiss you the way you just did?”

   “Yes. I will tell you if I don’t like it,” Ice paused, “You may lick or kiss me there. But don’t bite. The flesh is very sensitive.” 

   Matt eagerly explored Ice’s intimate parts. It became a game to see how many different sounds he could coax out of him. Finally Ice dragged him up and urged him to take him in his mouth. Matt closed his mouth around the engorged flesh. He braced himself on his arms as Ice began thrusting into his mouth. He pulled back slightly as his body protested this incursion. Vomiting all over Ice’s body would probably be a mood killer. He found a comfortable position and sucked as Ice thrust. Matt was surprised when Ice suddenly spilled his seed into his mouth. He swallowed reflexively to avoid choking on the liquid filling his mouth. Matt let Ice’s limp penis slip out of his mouth. Ice pulled him up his body, Matt was lying on top of him.

   Matt rolled off and curled up next to him. He was exhausted from his exertions. Even though he wanted to have sex, there was no way he could keep his eyes open.

 

Chapter 113

   Ice waited patiently as Matthew wept. He privately wondered why everyone seemed to think his shoulder was perfect for crying on. His stern countenance softened as he looked at the man in his arms. Still it was nice to be needed, nice to be the one who protected instead of the monster that was protected against. He shifted Matthew to a more comfortable position and hoped the other man wouldn’t notice his growing erection. Finally Matthew calmed down. Ice picked him up and carried him to his car. He gently set the other man down on his feet.

   “Don’t go.”

   “I won’t, but I don’t know how to drive.”

   “How’d you get here?”

   “I walked.”

   Matthew leaned against his body. Closely enough that he couldn’t fail to miss Ice’s desire. Actually, Ice could feel Matthew responding to him. Ice did nothing as the other man abruptly turned and fumbled for his car keys.

   “Do you need a lift home?”

   “That would be nice.” Ice walked around the car and got in. He patiently gave Matthew directions to his house.

   “This is where you live? There’s nothing here.” Matthew sounded confused as he pulled up outside Ice’s home.”

   “It’s all underground.”

   “Doesn’t that get a little claustrophobic?”

   “Not for me. Would you like to come in?”

   “I better not.”

   “Why?”

   “I’m not ready to face Aaron yet.”

   “Blade had a hot tub installed in one corner of the lot. It’s private and no one will intrude if you prefer.”

   “I don’t have a suit.”

   “Do you really need one?"

   Ice smiled to himself as he smelled the blood rush to Matthew’s cheeks. At that moment Matthew’s phone rang. He answered it without checking to see who was calling. Matthew got out of the car and turned away, but that was no barrier to the vampire’s keen hearing. Matthew closed the phone with an audible click. Ice approached him.

   “Who was that?” he asked even though he’d been able to hear the entire conversation.

   “Nobody important.” Matthew dismissed the phone call, but Ice knew he was angry. He put his arm around the younger man and guided him to the hot tub. There was nothing like a long, hot soak followed by a massage to get rid of tension.

   Matthew made no protest as Ice undressed him. He slid into the water gasping at the heat. Ice quickly removed his own clothing and joined the human in the tub.

Chapter 112

   Matt couldn’t contain his moans of pleasure. He’d been unsure at first when Ice had suggested sucking out the splinter. As the other man sucked at his wound, Matt knew he should make him stop. He didn’t want him to stop. This felt almost as good as when Dr. Dickson had gone down on him.

  “Ice, please stop,” he begged, fighting the waves of pleasure. Ice altered his position so he could look up at him. Matt cried out as the other tightened his grip and began sucking even harder. Matt came in a wave of hot pleasure. He sagged against the railing as Ice let go of his hand.

   “That was incredible.”

   “Thank you. I aim to please.”

   Matt sank to the ground. He examined his hand. “It’s not bleeding.”

   “No. Do you mind that I drank your blood?”

   “I should, shouldn’t I?” He couldn’t read the other’s expression in the moonlight. He waited patiently while he regained his strength.

   “Most people find it disturbing. I can make you forget if you like.”

   “Another ability?”

   “Yes,” was the simple reply.

   “No. I don’t want to forget what happened?” Matt paused and then hesitantly asked, “Do you need relief?”

   There was an amused sound from the shadows. “No. One, I know how to control my release.”

   “And two?”

   Ice sighed, sounding embarrassed, “Two, I came when you did.”

   “Oh. It was that good for you? Just drinking my blood?”

   “Yes.”

   They sat there for awhile before Ice spoke again. “So why were you angry?”

   “I don’t want to talk about it.”

   “It’s better to talk about it than let it fester inside.”

   “You sound like a shrink.”

   The other man laughed, “Obviously I’ve been spending way too much time at mine.”

   “You see a shrink?”

   “Yes, when necessary.”

   “Real men don’t need them.”

   “Real men are idiots. Bottling things up never helps.”

   “My wife accused me of sleeping with our daughter.”

   “I see.” Ice said, neutrally.

   “She found the pregnancy test in the trash.”

   “You’re not pregnant.”

   “No. How did you know?”

   “Pregnancy hormones alter the taste of blood.”

   “Ah. She thought it was Meghan’s. When I said it was mine, that’s when she accused me. She was going to beat the truth out of Meghan. I’ve never hit my children. I couldn’t do that to them, ever.”

  “Did your father hit you?”

  “I’m a herm in a society that would prefer to pretend that herms don’t exist. I’m sexually attracted to men in a town where that is a crime. What do you think?”

   “I think the laws need to change.”

   “Why do want to kill Aaron’s parents?” Matt wanted to know.

   “You’re changing the subject.”

   “Can I ask you a personal question?”

   “You can ask.”

   “How often do you have sex?”

   The other man turned to look at him. “Why do you ask?”

   “Ariel thinks I’m a sex-crazed fiend and that having sex once a week is way too often.”

   “Once a week?!” Ice laughed at that.

   “Yes,” Matt said nettled at his response.

   “Sorry,” the other man gasped struggling to control his laughter. “I usually have sex at least two or three times a day.”

   “Oh.”

   "There are four of us and we actually care about each other. It makes a difference.”

   Matt turned away, fighting tears. He couldn’t imagine being with someone who cared about him, who wanted to have sex with him. He hated Aaron at that moment. A pair of strong arms went around him. He turned and buried his head in Ice’s shoulder. All his pain and rage burst from him and he wept for everything he’d lost. Everything he’d wanted but could never have. Thirty years of hell spilled onto a stranger’s shoulder.

 

Chapter 111

   Ice paused during his walk. He’d become stuck on his latest chapter and found that a nice long walk was the best way to work out his difficulty. He took another sniff of the ocean air. It confirmed his earlier impression. Someone nearby was furious and bleeding. A third sniff told him gave him the identity of the person. He considered his options for a moment before following the scent. It had been a couple of weeks since Parents’ Night and he was curious to see if Matthew was pregnant.

   As he approached the pier, he could see Matthew gripping the railing tightly. He approached silently.

   “You’re going to hurt yourself if you don’t let go of that railing,” he commented.

   Matthew jumped, startled and whirled around to face Ice. The scent of blood was stronger, but he’d fed earlier that night and could ignore it.

   “Don’t sneak up on people.”

   Ice shrugged. Silence was habit. If Aaron and Onyx hadn’t managed to change his habits after twenty years, Matthew couldn’t do it in a night. “You’re bleeding.”

   The other man looked at his palm. “Yeah, looks like I got a splinter.”

   “I’ll dig it out for you.”

   “Here? I don’t think there’s enough light.”

   Ice smiled. “I don’t need a lot of light.” He took the other’s hand and turned it palm up. It was a full moon so there was more than enough light to see the splinter. Unfortunately the only thing he had to dig it out with was his teeth. As he considered this, the wind brought him a change in Matthew’s scent. Ice felt his fangs slide out as his penis stiffened. He tightened his grip on the other’s hand as he fought to control his reaction. The last thing Matthew needed was a vampire feeding on him.

   “Ice,” Matthew hissed, “you’re holding me too tight.”

   Ice dropped his hand and turned away. “I apologize. Sometimes I forget my own strength.”

   “Okay. Did you remove the splinter?”

   “No. It’s in too deep. I have nothing to remove it with.”

   “Oh. I guess I’ll have to do it later.”

   “Matthew, I could use my teeth. If you want to remove it now.”

   “You plan on biting me?” Matthew sound incredulous.

   “Yes. It won’t hurt and it’ll be quicker.”

   “Fine. Let’s just get it over with.”

   Ice lifted Matthew’s hand again. He bent over and smelled the heady combination of blood and lust. His fangs slide out and Ice carefully positioned them over the splinter.

   Matthew gasped as Ice bit him. “I thought you said it wouldn’t hurt.”

   Ice grunted as his mouth filled with blood. It didn’t take too long to get the splinter out. He lifted his mouth and pulled it out. The wound was oozing some blood, so he bent again and ran his tongue over the wound. This time the sound out of Matthew’s mouth was one of pleasure. Ice began alternating between sucking and licking, trying to vary the sounds the other was making. This angle gave him a very good view of Matthew’s crotch. He could see the other’s pants stretch across the growing bulge.

Chapter 110

“Meghan Renfrewd, will you please explain what this is doing in the trash?” Matt started at his wife’s bellow. He hurried downstairs to find her waving a box around.

   “What are you talking about?” Meghan asked.

   “This!” She shoved the box toward her daughter.

   “That’s not mine,” the girl denied.

   “Re-ally? If it’s not yours, whose is it?” Ariel demanded.

   “How should I know?” Meghan said, crossly.

   “Don’t lie to me, young lady.”

   “I’m not lying!”

   Matt rushed in and caught his wife’s wrist as she was about to bring her hand down on Meghan. “What do you think you’re doing, Ariel?”

   “I’m punishing your daughter for lying to me.”

   “By hitting her?” Matt countered with disgust. He’d never raised a hand to his children and as far as he knew neither had Ariel. He’d promised himself that he would never treat them the same way he’d been treated.

   “If that’s the only way to get the truth.” Ariel defended her actions.

   Matt shoved her away. He wiped his hand on his pants. Up close he could see the object in question was a pregnancy test. The one he’d thrown away unopened. The one he no longer needed. He shoved his disappointment down and turned toward his wife. “Don’t ever raise a hand to our children again. She isn’t lying.” He took a deep breath. “The test isn’t hers. It’s mine.”

   “Yours!?” Ariel stared at him. “How long has this been going on? How long have you been screwing your own daughter?”

   Matt felt his jaw drop. He’d been prepared to admit that he’d cheated on her with another man. He’d never dreamt that she’d assume he was having sex with his daughter. “I haven’t touched her. What makes you think I’d do something like that?”

   “You haven’t touched me in weeks. I always have to fend off your advances. All you think about is sex.”

   Matt stared at her, “Always fending of my advances? All I think about is sex? Where are you coming up with that? We have sex about once a week at most! I barely touch you otherwise!”

   “Precisely! You admit that you’re a sex-crazed fiend. Now you’re using your own flesh and blood to slake your unnatural urges.”

   Matt fought the urge to strangle his wife. He raced out of the house and peeled out of the drive. Eventually he wound up at the beach. He leaned against the rail and watched the waves come in.

Chapter 109

   Matt looked up as Ice King entered the gym. Gym was required for all grades so it wasn’t surprising to have all ages in the same class. He was glad that it was the end of the night. His encounter with the author had unsettled him. He would have been perfectly happy to not see him again. The other man was trailed by three teens, two girls and a boy. Meghan waved at them.

   “Do you know them?”

   “Abigail and Adelle are in my class. They’re always one of the first ones picked for teams.”

   “You’ve never mentioned them before.”

   She snorted, “I’m not stupid, Dad. They’re mixed. There’s no way Mom would approve.”

   “True. Just make sure to fall in love with a purple boy and she’ll be happy.”

   “I’ll marry who I want to marry, regardless of color or gender.”

   Matt glanced around for his wife before replying to his daughter’s comment. “I’ll walk you down the aisle.”

   “You mean that?” She asked eyes wide.

   “Yes. I don’t want you to be trapped in a loveless marriage. Marry for love and I’ll support you.”

   “Thanks.”

   Matt turned away and went into the boys’ locker room. He was glad his daughter would have the opportunity to marry as she pleased. He sank down to the floor of the shower stall and rested his head on his knees.

   “It’s a good thing purples don’t have active abilities. Otherwise, the school might need a new gym.”

   Matt looked up at the speaker. King’s comment puzzled him. “What is that supposed to mean?” He growled at the other man.

   King glided over to him and knelt beside him. “It means you’re angry. Anger makes it difficult to control one’s…abilities. Lack of control generally translates to collateral damage.”

   “Like frost covering a bathroom?”

  “Yes. Greys control cold and dark. Purples See.”

   “See what?”

   King shrugged, “The future, the present, the past. Things that others don’t. Power.”

   “Power?”

  “The flow of power when other’s use their abilities.”

   “You don’t see it?”

   “No. I feel it, sense it, but I don’t see it.”

  “I don’t have any special abilities. I can’t See.”

   King smiled slightly. “No, it is rare for these abilities to waken spontaneously.” He shifted his body so he was sitting next to Matt. “Why are you angry?"

   “Because I hate my wife. I hate the fact that I was forced to marry her. I hate that I don’t desire her. I hate her parents. I hate her opinions. I hate that I’ve lived a lie for thirty years.” He shifted his body and cursed as the box in his pocket jabbed him in the thigh. “And I hate this!” He pulled it out and threw it against the wall.

   King moved to pick it up. There was a sharp intake of breath. “A pregnancy test?”

   “Yeah,” Matt answered, “I’m too much of a coward to take it.”

  “Do you want to be pregnant?”

   “No. Yes. I don’t know. I don’t even know who the father is. I’m a slut. I had sex with three men in one night.”

   “I know.”

   “You know? How do you know?”

   The other man stared at the box in his hands. “Matthew, the only reason your in-laws are still breathing is because I promised Aaron that I wouldn’t kill them.” 

   Matt blinked. The comment had startled him, but as he thought about it, he realized that King must be one of Aaron’s other lovers. Aaron had mentioned having two other lovers besides Dr. Dickson but hadn’t named names. He realized why Aaron hadn’t told him. Ice King stood for everything the PPP opposed and Matt was one of the leaders of the PPP.

   “If he ever changes his mind, can I watch?” The question popped out his mouth. He flushed at the startled look the other man gave him.

   “You want to watch me kill someone?”

   Matt opened his mouth and then closed it. There was no good answer to that. He settled for shrugging his shoulders.

   King extended the box without further comment. Matt shoved it back in his pocket and stood up. He needed to leave.

   “Matthew, if you want someone with you when you take the test, you can call me.”

   “I don’t have your number.”

   The other man rattled off a series of digits. Matt pulled out his phone and entered them. “You won’t tell Aaron? About the test?”

  “No.”

   “Thanks.” Matt left the room. He drove home in silence.