Ethan couldn’t help himself. Kissing Ty like this and dressed as he was, there no hiding what Ty’s lips, smooth skin, and flexing body around his had brought him to. Ethan had grown tall and solid beneath the fine cotton stretch material of his square-cut workout shorts. And now he was trying hard not to brush that fully aroused package against Ty.
But Ty had other ideas. One of his hands had slipped down Ethan’s back, and then around the back of his shorts and over the smooth round curve of Ethan’s runner’s ass. Ty pulled their hips warmly together. As close as the two of them were now, Ethan realized he wasn’t the only one who’d grown tall and hard. Ty wasn’t exactly hiding what was happening beneath the ultra-light loose material of his running shorts. Ethan could easily feel Ty’s full hard length pressing against the top of his leg. Ethan cautiously pressed the firm bulge of his shorts against Ty’s. Moving his hardness against Ty’s, Ethan suddenly realized the guy was huge; his bulge was lifting the loose material of his short way above his waist band. He was really thick, and not just firm, but something like rock hard. Both pressed their fronts closer as their lips and now their hips moved within their overheated makeout.
“Maybe,” Ty kissed with a grin, “we should just—forget the run?”
“Hmmm,” Ethan agreed. His fingers moved lightly through Ty’s hair while the fingers of his other hand smoothed over loose nylon of the back of Ty’s shorts. Ethan had been watching the back of those shorts for a while now. The light silky-nylon material was almost too short for his build as Ethan’s hand and fingers now eagerly palmed one side of Ty’s well-curved hunky ass.
“Maybe—we should just—makeout—hmmm, the rest of the afternoon.” Ty grinned, his lips still locked with Ethan’s.
“Or—?” Ethan said breathfully, his hips rocking softly with Ty’s. Ethan couldn’t believe what he’d almost said. He’d stopped himself, but the way Ty was making him feel at the moment, he really wanted to be more than just kissing Ty right now.
More than Ethan’s words, Ty had already felt Ethan’s feelings. He knew exactly what Ethan was about to say. Ethan’s feelings struck a primal chord. The visceral emotion made pull Ethan’s spire firmly against his own, his hips rocking against Ethan’s. What the hell was the Human doing to him? They were just supposed to have a date, not—
“God, Ethan—” Ty breathed in a rippled breath not able to finish his words, his hips still moving softly with Ethan’s. Ty wasn’t trying to push his emotions into Ethan, but he was pretty sure the Human could already feel him.
Ethan didn’t wait for Ty to finish his answer. Somehow, it seemed now that Ethan could feel what Ty was feeling. Ethan had already sensed Ty’s desire.
The backs of Ethan’s fingers slipped up under the cuff of Ty’s loose shorts next to his leg. His fingers wandered softly under his shorts, feeling Ty’s impressively tall, rock-hard and thick cock through the barely-there thin inner liner.
Feeling Ethan’s fingers dancing softly over him as hard as he was right now, Ty’s own fingers slipped around the tall bulge in Ethan’s shorts and gently surrounded his hard length, touching him delicately, teasing his tip and causing Ethan to whimper softly into their kiss.
Ethan had never touched another guy before. But Ty seemed to know exactly what he wanted. Ethan teased the tip of Ty’s cock, causing his well-muscled friend to groan against his lips.
Ethan was good at this—damn, he was making Ty’s knees weaken as his fingers touched him through the liner of his shorts. Ethan’s other hand moved around Ty and slipped under his shorts, pulling them down until Ty’s tanned ass was no longer covered by them.
Ty instinctively peeled Ethan’s shorts down to his thighs, exposing his straight-up spire that stood tall and wanting.
Ethan unhooked Ty’s shorts from his immense and tall male. The loose running material simply fell from his legs to around his running shoes. Ethan pushed his own snug shorts away until they fell around his feet as well.
Both embraced, then dove into a newly heated hip-rocking kiss while their full-hard cocks danced and caressed around each other.
Kicking their shorts away onto the floor but still wearing their running shoes, Ethan led Ty to his unkempt bed and laid over it, moving apart his thighs and giving Ty the full view of his slim but beautifully cut body, his tall solid male and fully loaded jewels between his not-so-thick but very athletic thighs. Ty stood over him, his own thick thighs slightly parted, giving Ethan a sumptuous eyeful as well. Ethan had never seen a guy so big; his cock hugely standing straight up and rising past his navel.
Ty moved himself slowly, sensuously over Ethan, kissing the smooth skin of his runner-shaved legs. Ethan felt Ty’s lips move to his trimmed pubic area and then tease the side of his solid shaft. Ty’s lips kissed and wet the tip of his cock in a way that made his hard shaft pulse with anticipation.
“Uhhh—UHH!” Ethan called out as Ty wetly teased his tip again and again.
But Ty’s beautiful masculine lips didn’t linger around his well-teased rod; they wandered up Ethan’s abs and then onto his chest, over his neck until both where locked in a desperate kiss, their hips moving while drawing up a massive desire deep within each of them.
* * * * *
“Hey, Alan. Gotta second?”
“Sure, Steve.”
As one of the mission commanders and head of the science team on the ground, Alan watched as Steve closed the door to his office. The lead flight data engineer, Steve set a tablet in front of his boss. “This just came in from one of the New Horizons II advanced imagers doing a sweep of Kuiper Belt. Look at images sixteen to nineteen.”
Alan began flipping through this pics. “Oh. Oh, wow. Interesting,” he scanned the images. “A momentary flash of something here? What is it? Geyser plume?”
“Yea, that’s what we thought too. But Horizons was close enough to get a temperature reading as well.”
“And?” Alan raised his eyes to Steve’s.
“We think, about two million Kelvin. We think.”
Alan began chuckling. And then laughing. “That sensor’s totally messed up. Get someone to run the diagnostic on the thing and recalibrate it.”
“We already did. It was fine.”
“Well something’s messed up. Steve, there isn’t anything that far out that’s even capable producing that kind of heat. Even at the core of one of the dwarfs, a fully active eruption isn’t going to generate that kind of heat. You’re talking about temperatures as hot as the sun. News flash—there are no suns in the Kuiper Belt, not the last time I checked,” he looked at his iWatch, “eighty-three minutes ago. The sensor’s obviously broken. Put some people on it and see if you can get it fixed.”
“Okay, but it’s not broken.”
“Then tell me? What generates that kind of heat that far our? Hmmm?” Allan raised an incredulous brow.
“I don’t know. I’m just telling you what we saw.”
Allan nodded. Jesus, he didn’t need expensive sensors like these going wonky before the probe even got past Kuiper. “Alright. Keep a lid on this until we can study it further. I don’t need JPL or NASA getting their knickers in a twist over this until we can figure out what went wrong.”
* * * * *
With Ty wrapped around Ethan from behind, Ethan’s hips fucked hard, driving his thick shaft through Ty’s gel-slicked fingers. Ethan’s face crumpled in real pain as he called out, his body once again slipping into full climax with nothing at all spilling from his cock now. Ethan’s skin glowed wet with perspiration; his lungs filling as if he’d just finished running a marathon.
“Ty, please—please! I—I can’t anymore. No more. Please,” he pleaded.
Ty rolled Ethan to his back while Ethan drew up his knees, still wearing his crosstrainers, his jewels in real pain.
“I’m sorry, Ethan. I’ll stop.”
Ethan nodded, still breathing hard. He watched Ty smiling next to him as Ty watched Ethan’s body recovering from the dry ecstatic release.
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br /> “You’re not used to this. It was only four.” Ty grinned.
Ethan’s eyes looked into Ty’s. “I think I was done at two.”
“Sorry.” Ty apologized again, smoothing his hand over Ethan’s smooth ass and then lightly cradling his sore jewels in his hand. Ty could tell the light massage was lessening Ethan’s pain.
“Aren’t you sore?” Ethan asked in a deep breath.
Ty shook his head.
“But you had six.”
“I’ll be okay,” Ty assured.
After long minutes Ethan’s aching subsided but he was still sore. It felt good to go flaccid again. He finally caught his breath, stretching himself out warmly next to Ty.
“I’m sorry, Ethan. I should have stopped.”
“I’m fine. Just—ow,” he breathed, “a little sore. Hmmm, I’ll be okay.”
“You’re really surprising, Ethan. I like watching you,” Ty admitted. “Feeling you go off.”
“I love it how you make me go off.” Ethan touched his chest warmly with his fingers spread over his wide pec.
Ty lowered his lips to Ethan’s, kissing him softly. “I just wanted us to be memorable. Before I left.”
Ethan suddenly lifted himself up on his elbows. There was a certain finality to Ty’s tone.
“Left? What do you mean, left?”
“I need to leave town, Ethan.”
“Why? I thought you just got here?”
Ty nodded. “I did. But, things are getting—complicated. Again. I can’t stay.”
“Ty! You can’t fuck me like this and then just leave! I’ve never met anyone like you before.”
“And you probably won’t ever again, Ethan.”
“No! You’re not leaving.” Ethan took hold of his arm.
“Ethan, I have to.”
“Why?”
“I punched my boss this morning. He owed me for some work that I did but he wasn’t going to pay me. I made him pay me. He was calling 911 just as I was leaving.”
“I know a couple of good attorneys,” Ethan snarked.
“That’s not going to work, Ethan. The truth is, I’m, not exactly legal, here in the States—or anywhere.” Ty rolled his eyes.
“Where are you from?”
“Nowhere you would have heard of.”
“Are you wanted?” Ethan asked, concern crossing his face.
“No, I’m not wanted. I mean, I am, but not because of any warrants or anything like that.”
“Who are you running from?”
“Let’s just say they’re a really nasty underworld organization and leave it at that.”
“Are you like, a spy?”
Ty flopped back onto the bed, lifting his arms above his head and stretching his legs. Ethan’s expensive mattress felt nice. Much better than the cheap ones he’d been sleeping on at the motel. Even sore Ethan couldn’t help but dance his eyes all over Ty’s gorgeous male form, from the running shoes he was still wearing to his thick arms tucked behind his head. Ty was still very long and very hard. Everything about the guy’s physique was impressive.
“No. But I probably act like one. It’s why I keep moving. I try really hard not to attract attention.”
Ethan moved his hand over Ty’s firmly stretched muscles. “Dude, you attract attention just by getting out of bed,” he smirked.
Ty sighed feeling Ethan’s hand moving over his skin. “I’d like to stay. But I can’t, Ethan.”
“Is that why you have your duffle with you?”
“It is. I travel light.”
“I wish there was something I could do that would make you change your mind.”
“I wish the circumstances were different.” Ty leaned up onto his elbow and smoothed his hand over Ethan’s chest softly, just the way Ethan liked. “When you wake up, Ethan, I’ll be gone. I won’t forget you.”
“What do you mean, ‘when I wake up’?”
But Ty’s psionic tendril was already moving through Ethan’s mind. All it took was a soft jolt and Ethan crumpled softly into the sheets. Ty closed Ethan’s eyes with his fingers, then kissed his warm sleeping lips softly, tenderly, passionately for long moments, remembering his scent.
He lifted his lips from Ethan’s. “I won’t forget you.”
4
S o then what happened after you kissed him?” Paige asked, now really intrigued by Ethan’s mystery guy. She had been listening to more of the story with the two of them seated at Dexter’s, another of their favorite downtown lunch spots.
Ethan grinned widely. “He kisses really well, Paige.”
“Did you guys—?”
Ethan was nodding subtly.
Paige’s voice drew quiet as she leaned in over the table. “You guys had sex?!”
“Not just sex Paige; we made love for hours,” Ethan told her quietly.
“Hours?”
“We couldn’t help ourselves. We were all over each other.”
“You’re making me jealous here, Ethan. Your Ty-guy sounds like he knocked your socks off.”
Ethan smirked. “Actually, we were both wearing our running shoes the whole time.”
“Hmmm,” she agreed. “The shoe thing is definitely kinky cool. But then you just woke up? It sounds like he drugged you or something?”
“I don’t know what it was. I felt this buzzing in my head and the next thing I knew I was lifting myself off of my bed and Ty was nowhere.”
“No ‘I love you’ note? Anything?”
“No, he said he just needed to leave. That’s all he said,” Ethan lied, omitting the parts of the story of Ty roughing up his former boss and being chased by the mafia, or who ever it was that Ty was trying to avoid.
“Wow. Your mystery-man sounds really incredible. Why can’t I find a guy like Ty?” Paige’s voice was vaguely grumpy as she flicked her fingers around the condensation on her glass.
“Ah, because you work for a tech staffing company who finds jobs for geeks and nerds? It’s just a guess.” Ethan grinned.
“Ha. Ha.” She deadpanned. “One of these days I’ll find a hot geek with a tech startup.”
“Yea—” Ethan agreed. Then Paige watched his thoughts trail off into a memory she could only begin to imagine.
* * * * *
From one of the upper floors of the Columbia Tower, Jake looked out across the waters of Puget Sound toward the Olympics. Through what looked like a pair of designer sunglasses he could see the city of the gods, shining like elegant silver and blue, and rising tall into the grey clouds that now covered all of Seattle in a light drizzle. He sighed; then removed the sunglasses only to see nothing now in the distance, as if the beautiful metropolis wasn’t even there.
“You feel melancholy—” he heard her enter his office, her voice melodic, like that of a goddess, her Hebrew flawless. He turned from the impenetrable glass to give her a semi-smile, and a sigh. He nodded.
“We are not gods, Jake.” She offered walking up to the glass, her gifted vision allowing her to easily see the magnificent city in the distance.
He nodded. “I still want to live there.”
“As do we all.” Now standing beside him, Francesca gazed momentarily at Interra’s towering spires, admiring its splendor.
“I still can’t believe they kicked all of us out.”
“This offends you?”
Jake’s eyes met hers. He pursed his lips, nodding. “I guess.”
She stood right next to him, their shoulders touching warmly. He liked it whenever she did that. Francesca was full of small affectionate nuances. It was one of the many things that made her amazing to be around.
“The Invicti were not happy about it either, Jake. But I actually agree with their abundance of caution. Interra is the most powerful city on Earth. All of it is tied to the genetics of the gods. We have no business being in a place that does not recognize who we are.”
Jake sighed again. “I know.” He turned from the window hanging the sunglasses from the back of his shirt collar.
> “Any news of the whereabouts of Terrell?”
“He is still in hiding, no doubt.”
“Rion should have arrested them. All of them. He had them in his grasp.”
“You are a warrior, Jake Gold, not a politician.”
“Huh? What has that got to with—”
“—everything.” She finished. “You cannot arrest a million people, just because they have been misled.”
“But he just let them go.” Jake protested.
“He did. It was a gracious act; one that will be long remembered.”
“If you say so. I think it was a mistake; releasing your enemy to attack you again later.”
“It is not our place, Jake.”
“Yea, yea,” he mocked. “I’m just the tool. I kill people and break things.”
“Not anymore.”
“What are you talking about?” Jake looked at her askance.
“I was in Tel Aviv last night, with the Prime Minister. I may have mentioned your name.”
“You—what did you say?” Jake was suddenly hanging on her every word.
“That you personally know the High Princess of the Ra.”
“I don’t think I like where this is going.”
“Our people, Jake, need the ear of the gods.”
“Our—people? Francesca, I thought you were Italian—I mean Roman.”
She shook her head softly. “Yehudi,” quietly left her lips.
“You’re Jewish?”
She nodded with a soft smile.
“When you said you knew the prophets, I—I guess I just didn’t put two and two together. What happened?”
He felt her sigh, as if a wave of memory was suddenly unleashed within her. “It is a very old wound, Jake Gold.” She moved into his embrace. “I was seventeen. The daughter of wealthy merchants whom Jehoiakim had been taxing heavily to support his cowardly tribute to whichever nation threatened him with the most harm. Babylon was rising. They had defeated Egypt and now turned their armies against us. Nebuchadnezzar dispatched his legions to lay siege upon Jerusalem. But we were well fortified. We successfully held off the enemy for months; it almost appeared that we would win. Until they came––Nebuchadnezzar’s Nephilim. They were not like the others of his armies. They were different. We fought them with everything we had but they were too just too skilled and we had grown too weak. Jerusalem fell.
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