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"This was the place my Dad disappeared to and he shared it with me. I wanted to share it with you."

I felt that stupid intense pressure as I turned my head to look up at him. His gloved hand took my chin and he covered my lips with his. I turned around in his arms as our tongues slowly met. Part of me was feeling frantic with a strong desire to run away. The other part—the one that loved the way our bodies fit together, even through all the layers of clothing—

felt safe, like I could spend the rest of my days kissing him just the way I was right now, and everything would be okay.

The heat from his breath, the wetness of his mouth over mine had my lips tingling as they slowly began to warm.

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his mouth was informing me that I belonged right where I was. I could feel us both becoming hard as we pressed into one another. When Wade pulled away he looked the way I felt, like he'd been carried away for a moment.

We were both trying to catch our breath as we looked into one another's eyes. "So...you don't like, think they're like watching or anything, do you?"

Wade smiled, letting out a little laugh.

"Cause that's kinda creepy," I added. "I'm not a make out in front of the parents kinda guy."

"Really?" Wade gave me a soft peck. "I felt fairly sure you'd be into that sorta thing."

"Not with a mother like mine." I let out a sigh. "I can hear her right now. 'Boone, do you have to kiss like such a slut?

Good Christ, if your tongue goes any farther down his throat you'll be able to tell what the man had for breakfast. Do it like they did in those old-time movies...classy...not like a sailor on leave.'"

"I'm going on record with a plea that you
never
listen to your mother."

I smiled a big toothy grin. "She's not gonna like you at all, saying blasphemous things like that."

"If it means you continue to kiss me like a sailor on leave—

I'm okay with that."

"Now you're not playing fair." I kissed his chin. "Boys my mother doesn't approve of are practically irresistible."

"Well, she'll
hate
me," Wade said seriously. "Loathe me.

Despise me to the point she'll spit on the ground I walk on."

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I laughed, knowing full well she'd wet herself if I were to bring Wade home to meet her. "Oh my, with talk like that—

take me now!"

* * * *

Wade and I burst into his house attached at the mouth as our hands tried groping at one another, despite the padded gloves. I heard the door slam shut and Wade let out a deep moan as the palm of my hand pressed into his erection. He was forcing me back into the house and my breath was taken away when I felt the bare skin of his fingers graze my cheek just before they weaved their way into my hair.

I pulled away from his mouth as we each smiled, panting like dogs in heat. "That's it pal, the gloves are coming off." I yanked my hand free and chucked it across the room.

"Bring it on, Boone," Wade said with a grin as he slid his fingers out of my hair and freed his second hand.

There was something about the way Wade looked at me. It made me want to do the dirtiest, most depraved things. He brought out a side of me I didn't know was there, and I liked it. I'd always loved sex, but with him there were times like right now, when I thought I might go insane if I couldn't have it.

Hands free and parkas on the floor at our feet we went for one another, mouths locked together in a fight for control. My hands went right for his pants, desperately trying to get to his dick. Wade had one hand in my hair and the other on my ass.

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sucked on my ear lobe. His hot breath brushing over my ear caused my eyes to roll back into my head as I let out a moan.

Wade whispered my name as I finally got his pants open, my hand wrapped around his large cock. I dropped to my knees and slid his ski pants and briefs down exposing his hard-on to my mouth. I took him in, causing Wade to curse as I began to suck. I had the base of his shaft in one hand, and slid the other up, under his shirt—fingertips gliding over soft skin, searching until I found a nipple. I twisted and pulled as I moved my lips slowly up and down his dick.

Wade's hands moved into my hair and he began to thrust lightly as he pulled me onto him. I heard a loud thump and felt Wade freeze. I continued to suck him off for a moment until I too froze, hearing voices coming from outside the house. I removed my mouth from his cock and looked up at him as he looked down at me.

"Fuck," Wade said, as I shot up off the floor. He yanked his pants up, cursing a bit as the waist band of his briefs caught one of his balls. "You've got to be kidding me with this shit—

why now?"

I was trying to un-muss my hair, and smiled as Wade squeezed his dick, the most pathetically sad expression taking over his face. I kissed him quickly as he fiddled with his pants before scooping up the parkas and hanging them next to the door.

I could hear a woman yelling from outside the house as little voices were screaming. "Please don't tell me you have a wife and kids."

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"My sister," Wade growled. "Damn her and her crappy timing."

"Don't worry baby." I winked at him. "You can come on my face the instant they're gone."

"Oh Christ, you fucker...don't say things like that right now." We both turned hearing a banging on the front door.

"That's not helping my situation."

I smiled, looking down to see the still very evident erection outlined in his pants. I laughed and went back to the door and grabbed his parka, tossing it back to him. "Put that on."

Wade quickly slid it on and snapped the belt around the waist closed as I went to the door. I opened it and had to jump out of the way as four boys came tearing into the house, all yelling at one another, changing the decibel level of the room in an instant.

"I said to shut the hell up," a woman screamed as she entered the house, looking moments away from committing murder.

I looked back to see Wade smiling and screaming back at the boys as they all ran in circles. The boys were all screaming to Uncle Wade, each wanted something different from the other. I stood there holding the door open in shock as Wade's sister stood next to me. She and I turned to look at one another and I forced a smile. She on the other hand seemed unable to return the favor.

"Fucking fertility drugs," she offered with a deep sigh, as if she'd become so used to the question she now skipped a step by answering automatically.

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I found myself laughing, as she introduced herself as Jackie. She had long straight black hair that was distractingly shiny. Her make-up was all done up, but looked more natural to her skin tones, on the less flashy side. She was in form fitting jeans, a long black coat which she proceeded to remove, making me realize she wasn't leaving anytime soon.

The bone white sweater clung to her remarkably fit body, which had me looking back at the four boys, who all looked identical to the other.

"You look amazing," I blurted out, impressed by her figure after apparently birthing what could be an entire boy band in five to ten years. I shook my head and finally remembered to shut the front door.

"Thank you. I can now see why the Quad is so desperate to get you alone." She smiled, realizing I was in a state of shock as she looked me over carefully. "No wonder Wade's been so happy the past few days."

I felt my face begin to heat up as the lollipop guild came tearing back over, stopping in their tracks as they finally seemed to take note that someone they didn't know was actually in the room. Wade came strolling up behind them.

"Take off your coat and stay a while," Jackie said, shaking her head at her brother.

"Mister?" One of the boys said, yanking on my pant leg.

I smiled and looked down at the wide eyed little angel whose three other clones had surrounded him. "Hi."

"Are you Uncle Wade's new butt boy?"

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My mouth fell open as one of the other boys started to snicker. I hadn't spent much time around kids, but I was pretty sure they weren't supposed to say things like butt boy.

"Ignore them," Jackie said, lifting her hand like she might back hand the little deviant.

The boys all looked at their mother and laughed as they took off running through the house screaming 'butt boy' at the top of their lungs.

"How...precious?" I said, realizing that despite being initially shocked she might raise a hand to her children—upon further consideration, deciding a little follow through, now and then, may not be such a bad thing.

"I know, they're little monsters, each and every one of them," Jackie sighed as she made her way into the kitchen.

"It's your fault, you're the one who says things like that for them to overhear in the first place." Wade winked at me as he took off his coat.

The foursome came tearing through the living room, single file, still screaming, butt boy.

"Wade, please," Jackie motioned toward them. "Take them to the game room so they can kill zombies, or whatever it is they've been screaming about all morning."

The boys instantly began to scream 'Kill zombies', over and over as they tore through the kitchen, causing me to begin laughing as Jackie looked as though she was trying to count to ten. "If you little rats don't shut the hell up, I'm gonna take you out to the road and sell you to strangers."

Good luck with that plan, I thought, wondering what fool would pay good money for these little demons.

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"Come on you little heathens," Wade yelled as he clapped his hands. "Let's go kill some zombies!"

"Heatherns kill zombies," one started to scream as they all tore down the hallway off the kitchen chiming in unison.

Wade walked over and gave Jackie a peck on the cheek, then turned to wink at me before following after the kids.

"Wow!" I said, deciding not to hold back my real feelings.

"I know," Jackie said, tossing an arm through the air. "I'm like the world's worst mother."

I made my way toward the kitchen, wishing I had a Xanex.

"Dude, I'd be in a padded cell and weigh like four hundred pounds if I were you. You look amazing and haven't killed anyone...at least...well there weren't like five originally, right?"

She laughed and went to the cabinet and pulled out a couple of wine glasses. "No there weren't...man, you talk fast, and you're funny. I'm going to like you, I think." She snagged the opened bottle of red off the counter and came back to the island. She and I sat down on stools next to each other.

I took the glasses from her and set them on the counter as she yanked out the cork. She poured us each some wine and set the bottle down. It was like ten thirty in the morning but I didn't argue as she nudged a glass across the counter top toward me. "I don't know how you do it."

"They're kinda sweet when they're quiet," she tried, looking as though she wasn't sure she believed it herself.

"So basically when they're asleep?"

"Something like that." We clinked glasses in a toast like fashion, and each took a drink. Jackie was looking me over, 93

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inspecting me I assumed. "I never wanted four kids, though had it happened in stages, I might have been okay—but all at once? I must have been a real bitch in a past life."

"And now we all have to pay?" Wade asked, startling me as he came back into the kitchen and went to the fridge, pulling out four juice boxes. "That hardly seems fair."

"Oh shut up," Jackie said, taking another sip of wine. "You love the little shits." I turned as she placed a hand on my arm. "He loves them—fair warning."

"Yeah well, they actually listen to me." Wade placed the juice on the counter and proceeded to unwrap the straws and poke them into the boxes. "They're just being boys."

"Fucking penises," Jackie said in a flat tone. "Nothing but trouble."

"If I had a nickel..." I said grinning at Wade as he picked up the juice and turned to leave.

"Something tells me you've had more than your fair share of trouble, too," Jackie said with a grin.

"Please wait until I'm out of ear shot before answering that," Wade growled as he rounded the corner and vanished down the hall.

I laughed, feeling my face flush a little. I took a sip of wine and was thankful he seemed to not like the idea I'd been with anyone else, any more than I liked the constant reminders I'd inadvertently been getting from the town folk as to Wade's previous dalliances.

"You like him," Jackie said smiling at me.

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I took another drink, realizing I must have been staring off into space all dreamy-like. "Please, he's a complete ass—and I'm leaving in a few days."

"And you really like him."

I made one of those
pfff
noises as I tried to act all cool, though I felt my forehead begin to get a little glisteny. "I could never love a man who'd drag me out of bed before the sun came up and not even have the decency to bring coffee."

"You like my brother," she sang in a taunting little adolescent-like voice causing me to laugh.

"Don't get me wrong, the view was amazing, I don't think I'll ever be able to forget it..."

"What view?"

"From the ridge, your dad's spot." I ran my finger over the rim of the glass. "That's what he dragged me out of bed for.

And it was a truly amazing experience—but not bringing coffee?" I looked over and she was staring at me. I began to feel bad, thinking maybe he'd never taken her up there, and I'd inadvertently spilled the beans, and she would now hate her brother for taking a stranger somewhere that was so private and personal.