Dr. Morgado's Treasure Ch. 04

"I'm not going to ask you to disobey your mom, but don't you think she understands that things are different now? This is our home and she's not the head of the household here. You're an engaged man, not just her son anymore."

"I think I know all that, but my old life and my new life are interwoven so bizarrely. I'm sure you're right. She'd never come knock on the door to wake me. Not with you in here. She's bold, but you're so alpha, she wouldn't dare."

"I'm alpha, huh? Is that a good thing?" I smirked at him.

"Oh please, Al. You are a mountain of Latin male muscle. You're a ridiculously successful and wealthy doctor. You have all the big dick energy possible along with the literal big dick." He grinned at me, being extra sassy. "You couldn't help being the alpha male in any room even if you tried." He chuckled softly.

"Point taken. And given. She's not going to say anything. We don't have to get up. In fact, I don't want to get up. I want to stay in bed all damn day. And I want my husband-to-be here with me."

"Yes, sir." He playfully batted his long, silky lashes at me. He knew I was the alpha male that was completely under his spell and at his mercy. I loved our power balance.

An hour or so later, I pulled on some sleep pants and went down to the kitchen and got coffee and a plate of Kiara's freshly made biscuits and honey onto a tray to take back upstairs. I jumped when I realized Kiara was standing behind me.

"Good morning, Kiara. Sorry, I'm so jetlagged, I'm on autopilot this morning." I leaned back against the counter as I addressed her, taking a quick sip of my coffee.

I finally focused on her and found her staring and blushing. She quickly tried to look away and act cool. I was confused for a second but I quickly realized what I must look like.

She'd never seen me in anything other than nice clothing, fully covered and buttoned up as much as I ever could be. Right now, I was bare chested, bare footed and had soft grey cotton pants slung low on my large, defined hips.

The lightly furred vee that led to my slightly turgid member was fully exposed. My manhood was on full display under the thin fabric. My bulging thighs, my entire hard body was in her face.

My first thought was probably the right one. It wasn't that she was attracted to me. She was seeing, for the first time, the actual man that was fucking her fine boned, thin and willowy, young son. There were no layers to obscure and distract from my utter masculinity.

I quickly stood and grabbed the breakfast tray I was taking upstairs. I acted casual and didn't draw extra attention to any of the awkwardness. I had had no intention of giving this woman a show or drawing it out for a second longer.

"Thanks for the biscuits." I strode out of the kitchen and down the hall towards the foyer. I couldn't help but smile to myself about the embarrassing situation as I climbed the stairs. Poor Kiara. She didn't need that visual.

In our room, I placed the tray on the bed next to Elgin and watched as he crossed his legs and grabbed for his coffee.

"Thank you, my love." He smiled up at me as he held the big warm cup in two hands.

"You're welcome. I ran into your mom. I think I may have broken her brain. I'm a doctor, so I would know."

"What do you mean?" He smiled at my joke.

"Elgin, look at me." I spread my arms wide and displayed myself before him. "Does she see men that look like this often?"

He let his gaze travel over my body, spotting my morning wood. I watched the realization of what I was talking about start to filter in. With his mouth hanging open slightly, he shook his head to answer my question.

"I didn't even think about how I was dressed and I don't think she expected to come into the kitchen to all of this. I'm not saying that to be cocky but I'm pretty sure she had no desire to see, in such detail, the man who's sleeping with her son."

I told him about the whole moment and watched him closely. He took another tentative sip and set his cup down. I could see him chewing his lip and I prayed he wouldn't freak out.

Much to my relief, he fell back onto the bed and giggled. "Oh my god, Al. My poor mom. Holy shit." He laughed even harder.

"I was so afraid you were going to be mad or worried."

"It actually makes some of the tension go away for me, oddly enough. The cat is out of the bag. She knows way more than she wanted to, I'm sure." He continued to grin with amusement. "The first man I ever brought home was you. This!" He gestured to me, still smiling from ear to ear.

"What do you mean 'this'?" I tried to sound offended but I was smiling along with him.

"I mean, I'm obviously a perfection queen. I got myself the ultimate man on my very first attempt. She must be so proud and massively intimidated." He wiped at his eyes to clear the tears of laughter. He clearly thought it was hilarious that I'd shocked his mother.

I just grinned and shook my head at him as I poured honey onto my fresh biscuit. I loved how absurd it all was.

Elgin visually looked relieved. I'm sure he now knew his mom would steer completely clear of our bedroom wing at all costs, without question. She would probably buy earplugs, just in case.

His worries melted away which is all I really wanted. It was a new path for all three of us, but one we'd undoubtedly navigate safely. I had no fear. But I did agree we'd need to come up with a better, long term plan.

Over the next few days we negotiated a new contract with Kiara and hired her as our full time house manager. We asked her to stay with us, explaining the plan to give her her own space sooner than later.

With everything agreed upon, her official job was to run the house so Elgin and I could get the foundation up and running, including hiring our first few employees. We hired a receptionist/human resources person and a client liaison to interface with applicants and families.

We also started taking applications for the skilled trade study program. Elgin and I traveled to Boston and New York to work directly with homeless shelters and HRC branches to find the kind of kids we wanted to help.

We set up clear requirements with the LGBTQ community leaders so they could help direct the right people to our program. We weren't running a rehab for troubled youth. That was far beyond our scope. We wanted clean, motivated young people that just needed a chance to thrive.

If they were willing to work hard for six months to a year, and learn a marketable skill while contributing to the community we were building, they'd have all the success in the world. We'd feed, clothe and house them and help them find a job at the end of their stay.

Within a few short months, the applications for the three scholarships and the work program piled up around our shared office. Elgin excelled at reading the letters and forms and spotting the ones we could help the most. He loved being the director of that portion of the business.

I found my niche as the face of the foundation and in fundraising, advertising and publishing information about our programs. The Frost Morgado Foundation was up and running. Our name started to become known in the LGBTQ community along the entire northeast region.

By October we had our first two work program individuals moving into the small rooms on the third floor. Since it was getting late in the exterior construction season, we got them started on the projects in the house.

As this had been the plan, we selected two kids that wanted to learn woodworking skills. We had found the perfect teacher in Melissa's now girlfriend, the artist named Rita.

Rita was an artist, without a doubt. She had started as a wood flooring specialist and then had evolved into a master craftsperson. She could build anything. Her portfolio was beyond impressive. She jumped at the chance to teach the kids that we wanted to help.

The position at the foundation was also the thing she needed to make the big move from Concord to Pimingdale permanently, to be with Melissa. She moved into an apartment in town and got started right away.

Rita directed the two "worker bees" as she called the kids, through small projects to start. They helped strip out the other four bedrooms on the third floor and start to redo them. They also built and installed the second floor privacy railing that separated the two sides.

Kiara cooked lunch and dinner for us and the "bees" most days, even though it wasn't her job to feed Elgin and I. She always made sure there were groceries and baked goods for breakfast available for our new residents.

She encouraged them to learn kitchen skills and general independence, helping them bloom in this new environment. You could see the two bees gaining confidence on a daily basis.

The house was pretty crazy with Kiara and two bees living there plus three employees around five days a week, along with Elgin and I. It had gone from zero to sixty in what felt like seconds.

Luckily I had expected it to be insane before we found a rhythm that worked for all of us. Elgin did great but he also felt a ton of stress from all the responsibility and intense changes in his young life. He considered not going back to school in the winter semester.

I knew how badly he wanted to get his degree. I pulled him aside on a quiet night in our room and reminded him that he could step back from his foundation duties and concentrate on school. I helped him bring focus to the big picture.

I told him that we could hire help for the foundation but we couldn't pay anyone to get his education for him. He did relax into it and went to school online and studied hard, first and foremost. He helped when he had time, but when he was in school, I never pressured him to do anything but that.

Soon we selected winners for our first set of scholarships. The Gary Frost Scholarship for Medicine, the Morgado Scholarship for the Arts and the Yasuda Scholarship for Technology all went to deserving young LGBTQ people.

As soon as spring arrived we broke ground on the second portion of the garage, the five car section that would also have work program housing above. Two masonry skills applicants were selected to come and start their program.

With four bees in the house now, it got downright hectic. But without them, we couldn't get the housing built where they'd eventually live. It was a tricky situation, but Elgin and I would retreat into our private spaces on the first floor and our bedroom wing upstairs for time alone, away from the chaos.

Kiara thrived with four kids to manage in their off hours. We bought her a big van to drive them around and to use for groceries and household supply runs. She'd take the kids for clothes and out for pizza. Elgin glowed when he watched her move through her day filled with obvious happiness.

Before we knew it, the garage was built and the finishing of the second floor was prioritized. We revised our original design and built the large dormitory for the bees as far from the house as possible.

The dorm area had a large room on each end that had five semi private bedroom spaces and a huge bathroom for the five residents to share. Each large bathroom had two showers and three private toilets along with a bank of three sinks.

Between the two bedroom areas we built a huge family room and wide open kitchen with the biggest island possible. The kitchen had two stoves, two ovens, two sinks, two microwaves and two stackable washer and dryer combos.

Once it was built out, the bees moved from the house and into the dorm. It was nice with only three of us in the house after hours. The rule was that the kids could come and go all day, seven days a week. In the evenings they needed to text Kiara if they needed anything.

Our first two bees finished the program and found amazing jobs. As soon as the spaces were empty, we brought in two more with a plan for another one or two shortly thereafter. The focus moved to the two single apartments at the other end of the "L" shaped building.

The first apartment, next to the dorm, was a one bedroom unit with a private bath, kitchen and laundry. It was a regular one bedroom apartment. One of the new bees was extremely artistic and designed a backsplash mural that was breathtaking in its kitchen.

The second apartment was also one bedroom, just larger. We custom built it with Kiara in mind. We let her pick all the finishes, some of the layout and a few special requests, especially for her.

She had her own small gourmet kitchen, but she still cooked for the kids in the dorm as that was the biggest kitchen on the property. She still baked in the main house during the day while doing her other duties. I loved that because I loved her food.

The first night that Elgin and I had our home back, we almost didn't know what to do with ourselves. It had been over a year since we'd been completely alone in our own house.

"I kind of want to fuck you in every room, just because I can." I said it into his ear as I pressed up behind him while he stood at the kitchen sink.

Elgin turned into me and wrapped his arms around my neck. He grinned a very wicked looking smile up at me. "Go sit down in the living room. I'll double check the door is locked and then I'll be back in less than ten."

"Ten? Why so long to lock the door?" I liked this game.

"I'm going to stop in our room. But I'll be back, don't you worry, Daddy." He pushed me away and pulled out of my grasp, exiting into the hall.

I wanted to follow but I knew I'd enjoy his little plan, whatever it may be. I sat on the couch in the main living room and stretched out my long legs. I couldn't help but close my eyes in the silence.

My thoughts drifted back to the moments I'd spent with Elgin on this couch. The first day he came here to look at my computer, I blew him on this couch. The day I asked him to be mine and take on this foundation with me, it was here on this couch.

I smiled to myself thinking of the many times we'd fucked on this couch. And it looked like the first opportunity we had, we were going to fuck on this couch again. I couldn't wait, my body hardened in anticipation under my tight jeans.

"Did you fall asleep on me, Daddy?" I heard the pouty voice from right in front of me.

"No. I was just enjoying the peacefulness before the storm. Can I open my eyes?" I didn't want to spoil any surprises he might have had for me.

"Yes. Look at me."

I opened my eyes and my mouth fell open. There, standing between my legs was the greatest treasure of my life. Elgin wore nothing but a pair of pink lace panties, his engagement ring and his diamond choker with the pink diamond and pearl drop pendant.

His body had matured some in the last year, but he was still silky smooth and golden. His muscles were more defined, but still long and lean. He wore his curls a bit longer now, which just made him even more beautiful.

"Undo those pants and pull out that perfect cock." His command made my stomach flip and I eagerly obeyed without question. I undid myself and lifted my hips to push the fabric down over my ass, giving me total freedom.

With my dick in hand, I looked back to my fiancé for direction. He didn't speak, instead he climbed over my lap, kneeling so he was slightly above me. He looked down with those sexy eyes and a promising smirk on his luscious lips.

Then he was kissing me. He pushed me back further and plundered my mouth. His soft sounds and whimpers of pleasure drove me wild. I answered him with my own low, deep sounds and my greedy hands on his tight ass.

One of my thick fingers found the edge of the lacey fabric and pushed under. I slid my palm along his cheek until my fingertips touched his entrance. Even after all this time, touching him like this lit me up like the Fourth of July. Fireworks every single time.

He pushed his body forward and I could feel his excitement against my chest. I needed to taste him more than anything, right the fuck now. I grabbed him in both big hands and pushed him down on the couch.

He squealed in delight at the rough treatment. His giggles filled my ears as I pulled his tiny underwear down his legs. I absentmindedly pumped my shaft as I reached for him.

I took him in hand and then brought my face down over him and sucked him into my hot mouth. He gasped and moaned as I sucked hard while fondling his balls with my free hand.

Unable to get enough, I shifted so I could hold his hips and pull him up to press him against my face. I took every last inch of his manhood in between my lips. I felt his hands in my hair, gripping on for dear life.

"Oh my god, AL!!!!" He screamed as the pleasure became nearly too much. I kept sucking him hard and deep. Elgin was the best flavor in the world to me.

I felt him tense up even more so I finally slowed down and then pulled away. I wanted him to come from my dick in his ass, right here on this faithful couch.

He melted from my grip and pooled on the fabric. He looked weak and spent, but I knew he would rally. Sure enough, once I moved away to pull my pants completely off, he was fully functioning again and licking his lips like a starving man.

"See something you want, baby?" I growled the words as I pulled my shirt off, finally nude before him.

"Yes. I see my man and I want all of you." His dark eyes glittered with desire.

I draped my big, hard body over his and lay atop him on the cushions. I let him feel my throbbing need as I pressed it along his soft skin. I consumed his mouth while I crushed him under my weight. He loved feeling surrounded by my body like this.

Slowly I eventually shifted away until I could support myself while still laying over him. I gripped both our erections and held them in my hand, rubbing my head over his.

I found fluid on each of our tips and used it to ease the path of my palm down our shafts. Touching Elgin in any intimate way always made me happy. I loved the contrast and compliments of our different bodies.

"Please fuck me, Daddy." He arched up into me, begging for my cock.

I lifted one of his legs and propped it up against my shoulder. With him spread open before me, I explored his crevice and found his tight anus. I stroked it with my rough fingertips, pushing against it, making him squirm.

My middle finger dipped into him, thrusting in hard and deep. I twisted it within him, stretching and massaging his glorious cave of pleasures. I spit onto the finger that probed him.

"Oh, fuck, please." He tried to push against my hand, but I was already pulling away.

"I'm going to fuck that boy pussy, baby. I'll take care of you, my love." I moved around until I was lined up and entering his tightness.

Once I was within him fully, I pulled his second leg up so that both were over my shoulders. I took his thin hips in hand and started to pump my pelvis, driving my length in and out of him slowly.

I felt his whole body tense and relax several times. I easily sensed the exact moment he was ready for a brutally hard fuck and I went for it.

I felt sweat start to run down my chest as I pummeled his perfect hole. He was grabbing at the couch cushions with one hand while the other braced against the soft upholstered arm.

His legs were rigid and shaking from my vigorous invasion. I knew he was getting close to a massive climax. His own body glistened with perspiration under my loving assault.

"Al!" He screamed my name and reached out for me, his eyes filled with frantic, orgasmic lust.

I kept thrusting against him like a wild animal while also leaning into his outstretched arms. I felt his nails drag across my dark tan skin. It made goosebumps break out all over my body.

"Elgin, I'm so close. Fuck, baby!" My body seemed to begin to vibrate as my release built.

A scream of sheer pleasure ripped from Elgin's throat as his body spasmed wildly. I watched as his seed squirted out against his stomach in thick ropes. His head was thrown back and eyes squeezed closed against the hurricane of his orgasm.