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He whimpered again, grasped a handful of my hair, and angled his hips up to pump into my closing fist. I placed my other hand on his stomach to stop him. "You sit still for Daddy."

He released a shaky exhale. "Yes, I'll be good."

I spit into my hand and worked his foreskin over his cockhead and then back again. His tip bobbed and glistened in the dim light. I ran my thumb over his slit and tasted what I collected.

My cock throbbed, the familiar essence of Ethan lingering on my tongue.

I stroked his shaft until he was panting and moaning, his breath hitching, his fight to keep his hips still making him whine and claw at my shoulder.

"You were such a good boy for me tonight."

"Yes." His eyes were wild as he stared at me. Pleading with me to take him to that place of bliss. I pumped his cock harder and kissed him. His lips were desperate and unrestrained, colliding with mine, his tongue seeking. He hummed into my mouth as I concentrated on his glans, rubbing the thick ridge in my fist then descending his shaft to pull his skin tightly to him.

Ethan trembled beneath my touch.

"Such a good boy." I pumped faster as I closed my fist tighter.

He became frantic, his hand clawing at my arm. "Please, Daddy … may I?"

"Yes. Cover my hand in your cum like a perfect boy."

His hips jerked up as he clenched his ass, and his dick pulsed, the rhythm jarring and uneven as he spilled right there in the parking lot of the bowling alley.

"Oh my god, Daniel." Ethan clutched my arm to keep me from teasing his cock any further. His body convulsed in short little shockwaves as he gripped the door handle with the other hand and tipped his head back against the headrest. I kept his softening shaft resting in my palm.

He panted and licked his lips as he came down the other side. "That was so good."

"You've made a big mess."

Ethan turned his head and smirked at me. "I'll lick it clean, Daddy."

Fuck, I could just eat Ethan, he was so sexy and adorable. We managed to make it home before I found a surface I could bend him over and fuck him.

Barely.

Going bowling had never been this gratifying.

Owen had a beautiful home with impeccable landscaping in a prestigious area of Oak Bay. He must be doing well in the real estate business. Ethan had told me how Owen used work and the quest for an accumulation of wealth to distract him from his unfulfilled desire for a husband.

It surprised me that the few relationships Owen had only lasted a few months. From what Ethan told me, the way Owen treated him, the man was a gentle and loving person.

It was unfortunate he was going through life alone.

I had asked Ethan if he'd ever been attracted to Owen. If the two of them had made any attempts at a romantic relationship. Ethan had laughed, stating that would be like dating a brother.

He didn't love Owen that way.

I owed the man my gratitude for keeping Ethan safe and loved for all those years before fate brought us together. He had no idea how much his friendship with Ethan meant to me.

We walked straight into the house, through the kitchen, depositing the dessert we'd brought, and stepped into the backyard. It was twice the size of the lawn and foliage out front.

Surrounded by a tall evergreen hedge, the space was set up for relaxation and play. A picturesque pool made to look like a natural pond occupied the centre of the yard, tall trees and rhododendrons creating shade on it. Liam was swimming lazily through the water, his strong tanned shoulders powering him through a breaststroke.

To one side near the back, I could see the firepit Ethan had mentioned to me while we'd been camping. It was set up with benches all the way around. We stepped further onto the patio of large flagstones, passing a fully equipped outdoor kitchen. A sink, fridge, vast amounts of counter space, and a massive barbeque that Owen was hovering over grilling a chicken breast and hamburger patties. On the top rack, metal skewers fat with cut vegetables. It all smelled amazing.

Capping off the space was a large hot tub with a cedar surround and a wrought-iron and glass table with eight red-cushioned iron chairs under the shade of red umbrella. At one end sat Noah and who I assumed was his fiancé. Brody's allure was stunning. His beauty was on the same level as Liam, but whereas Liam was blond, Brody had dark curly hair with his sultry features.

"Hey, Owen," Ethan said as he pulled open the outdoor fridge and grabbed us a couple of cold beers. "You have some bacon for those burgers?"

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