Forgetting the Past Ch. 03

"So you care about him."

"Yes." I answer earnestly.

"Good. You're the first one that Tyler's really spoken about and brought home. Usually he finds a way to get out of it." Tyler shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

Alex decides to wade into the conversation. "So, Ares. When did you realise you were gay."

Tyler chokes and Jake and Sarah shoot him disapproving looks.

"Umm well...."

Thankfully Sarah saves me, interrupting me to ask Rael about his girlfriend.

"How's Sapphire?"

Rael blushes and mumbles a "She's fine."

"That's a really pretty name."

He looks at me and smiles again. "I know. Pretty name for a pretty girl." I smile back sympathising.Ah. He's in love.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl." Alex mimics.

"Jealously does not become you, brother." Rael retorts mock-indignant. "It's not my fault nobody wants you."

Alex sticks out his tongue. I notice it's pierced and he spots me looking. He waggles it at me and I look away quickly.

"Alex, please refrain from doing that at the table. That thing in your mouth is already vulgar enough as it is." Jake frowns.

"Vulgar it may be but unusable it is not."

"I'd prefer if you didnot make reference to your lifestyle at the table."

"Sorry dad. I forgot you don't care for 'modern vices.'"

Tyler and I stifle a chuckle. Alex grins.

We continue eating; conversation moving on towards other things. Tyler's family are very welcoming and after the initial discomfort I find myself relaxing in their presence; enjoying the strong bond and banter that they share with each other. After dinner we have scrumptious homemade apple pie and cream. I feel stuffed but happy.

"Thank you, Sarah. That was amazing."

"You're welcome." She ruffles my hair and smiles. "When you live in a predominantly male household, cooking becomes one of your best skills."

"Hey! I can cook." Jake retorts indignantly.

"Of course you can, dear." She imparts wickedly.

Everybody starts to wind down. Rael gets a call from his girlfriend then promptly disappears. The rest of us sit down to watch a film but Alex decides it's not to his taste so goes off to his room shouting a goodnight as he leaves. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Tyler drifting and eventually he gets up to get ready for bed.

"Take Ares bags to the guest room, Tyler, whilst you're going up." Jake instructs.

I'm disappointed but not surprised that he's separated us.

"Sure dad." He yawns tiredly going upstairs. After a few minutes it's apparent that he's not coming back.Probably crashed out. Tyler's parents and I continue to watch the film, though I'm intensely aware that it's just me and them. Suddenly the TV's switched off and Tyler's parents turn to face me.Here goes!

Jake almost floors me by asking, bluntly, "What are your intentions towards our son?"

My thoughts crowd for a moment and then I blurt, "I love him."

Damn! I haven't even told Tyler that yet!

Sarah smiles and elbows her husband. "I told you."

Jake continues. "Tyler hasn't had the best of luckromantically shall we say, so I want to make sure you're going to look after him properly."

"He's one of my three special boys, Ares." Sarah says looking at me. "He's been looking for someone like you for a long time whether he wants to admit that or not. You obviously mean a lot to him."

"He's special to me too. I'd follow him to the ends of the earth if I had to. I didn't think I'd ever find anyone like him. He's my second chance and I'm not going to let him down or let anything or anyone hurt him, including me."

Jake shakes my hand and goes upstairs. Sarah follows but then turns around and embraces me. She whispers in my ear. "Make sure you tell him."How does she know I haven't told him? "Life is short, Ares. Let him know." She kisses me on the head then leaves.

I simply stand there for a moment soaking in her words. Eventually I troop up to bed. Stripping off my trousers and t-shirt, I clamber under the cool sheets. After about an hour of sleep still eluding me, I climb out of bed and creep downstairs to the kitchen. Finding a bowl and opening the fridge, I garner some cream. Rummaging through the cupboard I find some chocolate sauce and sit down to my treat.

"Looks disgusting."

I nearly go into cardiac arrest at the voice at my shoulder. I turn around, finding Alex and breathe a sigh of relief. Relief turns to self-conscious irritation when he sits across the table from me and stares.

"What?" I ask defensively.

"Nothing." He says simply. "So... you're dating my brother?"

I roll my eyes. "Yes."

"You sure you don't want to trade him in for an older model."

"I thought it usually worked the other way around."

"People are recognisingexperience to be of more value."

"Yeah?" I raise my eyebrows. "Well I'm not people and what may be of value to one person may mean nothing to another."

He cocks his head. "You really love him don't you?"

"Yes, I do."

He gets up and for a moment I thinks he's gonna whack me one but instead he gives me a hug, speaking into my ear. "You're special, Ares and so is Tyler. Make sure you look after him." He releases me and raises an eyebrow. "If you don't, I'll hunt you down and make you suffer."

I gulp and he smiles. "Don't worry, I know you will. You and Tyler are good for each other. Not many people are,I should know." He ruffles my hair. "See you in the morning."

Left at the table eating cream and chocolate sauce, I smile happily. Tyler's family seem to like me and I contemplate shouting my merriment at the top of lungs. Instead I opt for creeping back upstairs, carrying the sauce. I knowjust who to celebrate with. Entering my room I reach in to the zip compartment of my bag and grab the little bottle of lube. As stealthily as I can manage, I make my way to Tyler's room.

I find him on his front obviously crashed out. The black of his sheets contrast wildly with his pale, freckled skin and I feel myself harden. He hasn't managed to draw his curtains and moonlight spills in, falling across his face and body. His arms hug a pillow to his head and his legs are splayed; right one bent at the knee whilst his left one is stretched out. Careful not to wake him I settle my useful bottles on his dresser and slowly pull off his sheet, revealing him to me. He shifts, pulling his right leg higher and I watch in fascination as this unwittingly widens his arse cheeks.

Joining him on the bed, I lick my tongue up the inside of his thigh until I reach the delicious curve of his arse. Reaching for the bottle of chocolate sauce, I squeeze a considerable amount along his crack. Still sleeping, Tyler moans. Quickly I set about exploring there, tasting chocolate flavoured Tyler. Whilst probing his hole, I rub myself against his thigh, smearing him with precum. I clean him thoroughly making sure to get every last taste of chocolate. Grasping underneath him I feel he's hard too. Getting the lube, I slick myself liberally. My hand on hot flesh feels amazing and I stroke myself for a while, watching Tyler beneath me; free hand caressing his skin.

I stop before I explode and push Tyler's legs further apart. Straddling his hips, I place myself at his portal. Gently, I begin to push inside, descending into him with smooth, tender strokes. He's sleepy and warm so his relaxed muscles allow me to penetrate him easily. Tyler begins to mewl. Once fully seated inside him, I lie along his back, pressing our bodies together. Taking his hands I twine my fingers with his, stretching them above his head. Using my hips, I take him slowly; fucking him into full consciousness.

"Thought I was dreaming." He murmurs sleepily.

I pull out until his muscles clutch only at my head, and then methodically push back down slowly. He pushes his head into the pillow and groans.

"Take your head out of that pillow, beautiful. Kiss me."

He kisses me sweetly, moaning into my mouth. All the while I can feel myself drowning in him. I keep a languid pace, thrusting slowly into him; making sure we don't lose contact. He grinds himself seductively into the mattress, his rotating hips working in tandem to my own. Without warning, he tenses beneath me, hips thrusting passionately against the bed. His sphincter clamps down on me and he whimpers, fingers squeezing almost painfully against mine. I ride out his orgasm with him whilst burying my teeth into his shoulder, barely managing to keep my own in check. When he finally stops whimpering, I continue fucking him, again with the slow tortuous strokes.

"Ares... can't take anymore..."

"Yes you can. I want you to come for me again."

I reach under him, finding his release then coating my fingers and bringing them to his mouth. I slick his lips, before claiming them, swallowing his essence and sultry moans. Conquering his body, I enter his rectum repeatedly, swelling and filling him; giving him pleasure, whilst taking my own. I want nothing more than to make him come again so I give him deep, strong strokes. I breach him over and over again, listening to his cries, his pleas, his sighs. Moving above him, I take relish in covering his shoulders and neck with light, butterfly kisses. Our bodies slide against each other, slick with sweat. I can feel my muscles tightening; panting harshly I push my head next to Tyler, mouthing my way to his ear. Taking my hand and one of his own, I push under his hips and together we stroke him. Despite his orgasm, he's hard again.

"I told you, you could do this again. You want this don't you?"

"Yes, God yes."

"You want me to fuck you harder?"

"Yes... more..."

I hasten the movements of my hips, hammering brutally at his sweet spot. Marvelling at the bliss that flitters across his face, I speed up our hands on his cock. Sweat drips off me onto him and in the moonlight his skins shines with moisture. It spurs me on and I fuck him harder into the bed.

I whisper into his ear. "Can you feel me inside you, gorgeous? Does it feel good?"

He mumbles incoherently. I continue. "I can feel you; your void wrapped against me, sliding, squeezing, swallowing." I lick his neck. "I can taste your sweat, your arousal."

I capture his mouth, exploring the grooves on the roof, the flesh on his cheeks. Slowly I suck on his tongue, and then nibble at his full lips. He increases the pressure, pushing his mouth savagely against mine. In our hands his cock engorges further. He bites down on my bottom lip, pain forcing my thrusts to an aggressive pace, then bucks so hard he nearly displaces me. He pushes my hand from his cock and strokes himself at rapid speed, surrendering to his orgasm.

"Good, gorgeous. Keep stroking yourself... keep doing that..."

"Ares... Coming for you. Want you, need you." He gasps raggedly. "God, I love you."

I moan in wonder. "Say it again."

"I love you."

"Again."

"I love you, Ares. I love you."

His arse constricts then releases against me, vehemently. His words shoot like lightning through me, suffusing my soul with pure unadulterated pleasure. It's more than my overloaded body can bear and I capitulate to my own orgasm.

"I love you too, Tyler." I sob into his mouth.

As he shudders beneath me, I grind my hips into his, gushing into his chasm. Worn out, I collapse on top of my lover. After a few minutes I move off him, not wanting to suffocate him. Pulling myself from him, I move down to replace my cock with my tongue.

"Ares, what are you-" he mumbles.

"Shhh, gorgeous. Let me love you."

Breathing in the scent of our mixed sweat, I pull apart his glutes. Once again, I swipe my tongue along his crack, gently lathering his hole. He feels hot to my touch and I enjoy running my tongue inside of him. I lap lightly at his balls, cleaning the come that's run out of him. When I'm finished with his arse, Tyler is fast asleep. I manage to take the soiled sheet off the bed without disturbing him too much. He turns onto his back and I notice the dried come on his groin. Going into the en suite, I retrieve a damp wash cloth and wipe him clean. Once satisfied, I take the sheet that I took off him when I arrived and put it over him. Before I leave I place a soft kiss on his lips.

"Love you." I whisper, then hurry back to my room. Almost immediately, I fall into a deep dreamless sleep.

~~~*~~~

During breakfast, Tyler and I grin happily at each other.

"What are you two grinning about?" Alex inquires walking into the kitchen, voice still thick with sleep.

"It's a beautiful morning." Tyler says. "Why wouldn't we be grinning?"

Alex looks outside the window. "It's raining and the sky looks about as beautiful as a dead person's skin complexion." He stares at us awhile then grins slyly. "I trust you slept well then." It's a statement of fact, not a question. "Then again I say slept but..."

He nabs Tyler's bowl of cornflakes and goes into the living room. Tyler isn't ruffled, instead pouring himself another bowl.

"What are we doing today, then?"

"My dad's taking us fishing, then with what we catch plus the meat in the fridge, we're gonna have a barbeque." He sighs hugely. "I hate fishing."

"What's wrong with fishing?"

"Nothing, it's just that I suck at it."

"Well I haven't done it before so you can't be any worse than me."

"Hmmm."

"I haven't had a bar-b in ages."

"Yum! My dad's a genius with the bar-b." He smiles. "It's a shame that doesn't transfer to the kitchen."

An hour later, Jake, Alex, Tyler and I troop down to the river. Rael stays behind. According to Alex, Sapphire is coming over so Rael is staying at home to prepare for her arrival. I find out quickly that Jake is an absolute genius with his line, as is Alex. I'm having some beginner's luck and manage to catch a couple of decent sized fish; Tyler doesn't fare so great. Alex teases him mercilessly until Tyler throws down his line and stomps of towards the trees. I feel bad for him so I put down my own line and follow him. When I catch up with him, he's lying beneath a tall willow tree, its long branches swaying in the breeze, grazing the ground. I lay down next to him and he grabs my hand. We simply lie like that, face towards the sky, sheltered away from the world. Tyler and I under that big beautiful tree holding hands. After a while he curls into my side.

"Nobody's loved me before."

"More fool them."

"Did you love Azrael?"

I stiffen. Tyler's light fingers stroke my chest. "Yes but not in the same way I love you. He was wild and impulsive. It wasn't until later that I found out that it didn't mean much in the way of substance."

"What happened?"

"He hit me."

"He hit you? Why?"

"Thought I was flirting with another guy. I hadn't even seen the guy since school so we were catching up. Azrael comes in, decks the guy one and then slaps me. His balls paid for it though."

Tyler chuckles then says seriously, "He's stupid. I'd never do anything to make you hate me and I'd never let you go."

"I know you wouldn't and I wouldn't either."

Tyler sighs happily. "I wouldn't mind being fucked under this tree."

I gasp in mock-outrage. "Are you suggesting that we do something as vulgar asfuck?" I shake my head for effect. "No, no, no! We make love, beautiful. Make love!"

He rolls on top of me, rubbing our bourgeoning erections together. He tongues the hollow of my throat and I groan beneath him. I want to fuck him under this tree but we've left Alex and Jake not too far away.

"Ty, we have to stop... they'll be looking for us in a minute."

"I don't want to." He pushes my t-shirt up to my chin and attacks my nipple.

"Tyler, please. I promise. Later." I gasp at his talented tongue.

He sits up and grinds himself against me. "You promise?"

"Yes!" I manage to choke out.

"Tonight?"

"But-"

He grinds harder against me. "Tonight?"

"Yes, tonight. Tonight!"

He levers himself off me. "Good. Come on now, we've been skiving for too long." We walk slowly, waiting for our arousal to subside.

"The phantoms return." Jake says, wryly.

"Sorry. We were just talking."

Alex pulls a leaf from my hair. "And I just got my tongue pierced for the fun of it."

In total we-well Jake and Alex- manage to catch about eight fish minus my two. Sarah greets us with juice and slices of chocolate cake.

"Well done, boys. Now all of you get washed up. I'm going to de-scale the fish and season it then you can get the fire started."

After a scrum for the bathroom we all eventually manage to get washed and changed. Jake gets the bar-b out and starts the fire. I prepare the salad and Tyler the drinks. The doorbell rings.

"Ares, could you get that for me please?"

"Sure, Sarah."

I go to the door and open it. Standing there is a beautiful girl around Rael's age. She has deep brown eyes, a darker shade than her cocoa coloured skin, a cute button nose and a wide mouth with full lips. Her lashes, though not as long as Tyler's, are just as pretty. Height-wise she stands maybe an inch shorter than Sarah. She smiles at me, shyly.

"You must be Sapphire."

"Yeah."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Ares. Rael was right, pretty name for a pretty girl."

Her braids fall over her face. "Thank you."

"Rael!" I shout.

He comes hurtling down the stairs and then stops. I can tell he's admiring her in the white dress, clinched in to her curvy waist by a thick black belt. On her feet is a pair of black espadrilles.

"Hey Sapphire." I watch him twist his fingers self-consciously.

I lean toward Sapphire and whisper in her ear, "Is he always this shy around you!"

"Yeah, until he gets his kiss." She winks at me and grins, walking up to Rael. I leave them to it. Sapphire smacks a kiss on his lips and I watch him blush to the roots of his hair. I return smiling to the kitchen and embrace Tyler from behind.

"Sapphire is really pretty. She and Rael look good together."

"Yeah, I know. He really likes her and she's really made him come out of himself. He used to be crippling shy but now he actually speaks to people. She's good for him."

I kiss the back of his neck and feel him shiver.

"Who else is coming?"

"A few of Rael and Alex's friends and some of our cousin's I think."

"So I can sneak you away later then and fulfil that promise you so pleasurably manipulated from me?"

I see the blush creep up the back of his neck.

"I'll take that as a yes."

By the time all the guests have arrived, Jake's got the meat, fish and corn sizzling on the bar-b and the salad, coleslaw, rice and drinks are laid out. I enjoy myself a lot. Rael's friends are nice, though they spend most of their time drooling over Sapphire. Even Alex's friends that should know better do the same thing, except one, Tom I think, who I notice giving Tyler longing looks. I remember the slightly negative vibes I was getting from him upon our introduction. Now I know why. Feeling slightly possessive and mischievous, I approach Tyler and run a hand through his hair, bringing his mouth to mine. I hear whistles and catcalls but I ignore them. By the time I've finished molesting his mouth, he's suitably dazed and aroused.

"It's eight now. One hour."

He nods, pupils dilated with need. I wander off to offer my assistance to his dad and am strangely satisfied by the stony look that Tom shoots me. For the first fifteen minutes of that hour, I help Jake with the food. He teaches me some of his technique which translates into some very delicious food. After this I take gratification in subtly teasing Tyler. I purposely brush past him, pushing myself unnecessarily close to him. At the table I stroke his thigh, running my fingers high then retreating. I take extra care after I've eaten to suck my fingers clean then lick lengthily at my lips.