Page 12 of The Night Vision
“Ye canna go fer six months! Ma would skin ye!” Eoin whispered in horror. “They won’ let ye go to camp. Not if ye leave like that. There’s no tellin’ how messed up ye’d be when ye got back, but we wouldna be able to trust ye anymore.”
“Get off!” Tighe gave him a hard shove, laughing. “Why wouldn’ ye trust me? I’d trust ye no matter what, even if ye went to the moon and were blue when ye came back.”
Eoin smirked, nodding. “I’d still trust ye and I’d take ye back, but ye’d have to hide. I’m not takin’ a thrashin’ for ye,” he said but they both knew he was fibbing, Eoin would die for Tighe and vice versa. “Would ye really go?” he asked, growing serious.
“I dunno.” Tighe shrugged, still too young to understand why or face the sinking feeling in his gut whenever they talked about going to camp with the other Ossor men. “What if I found this because I’m meant to do somethin’ else?”
“Like what?” Eoin’s lips tightened and he shook his head stubbornly. “Ain’t nothin’ out there worth doin’ and them people are weak. Ye heard what Ma said: they’re all soft and sick out there. Everything they eat and drink is full of poisons and their women don’ work and most of their men canna fight or hunt.”
“I wouldna eat anything they gave me!” Tighe insisted, but he had always been curious about the foods they ate.
“Don’t forget about the automobiles! You saw what that one did. There could be…hundreds out there!”
“No… I wouldna go near another automobile again. But I don’ think they work on the trails. They canna get between thetrees or climb over all the rocks,” Tighe noted and Eoin nodded in agreement.
“Yer probably right. Yer smarter about stuff like that.”
Tighe shrugged. “Yer smart too. Just about different things, is all.”
Returning to the present, Tighe wondered what Eoin would make of his dreams and this new journey he was on. Tighe often imagined the conversations they’d have about his many adventures and misadventures. Their mother and their other Ossor brothers would be horrified and would cast him out again, but Eoin would want to hear all about it and he would forgive Tighe. He might give Tighe a swat or two on the backside of his head for letting them carry him off in a helicopter and for talking to so many officers and reporters.
But he’d also get a good laugh at Tighe’s expense and say he was the smartest “eejit” alive. Tighe was probably the first and only shy Ossor in the history of Ossors and he often felt like a complete fool around outsiders, despite his curiosity and his innate desire to be helpful. Thankfully, Tighe had generally positive interactions with the people he had encountered throughout his years on the Trail.
He’d be happy to report to Eoin that most people were kind and respected nature and the forest as much as they did.No onehad raised a hand to Tighe since he had left their camp and while he had only tasted a handful of their snacks, he had yet to be poisoned. In fact, Tighe had discovered tea early in his travels on the Trail and asked just about everyone he spoke to if they had any to share or trade.
Tighe had also befriended several rangers and other kind people who worked at the Trail’s national parks. A ranger named Amy by Dingmans Falls would have a box of herbal tea waiting for Tighe whenever he passed through and many allowed him to take anything he could use from the unclaimed items in theirlost and found boxes. He preferred caves when the weather was wet and cold, but Tighe was even encouraged to use some of the more isolated cabins and shelters that were vacant in the winter months.
His pack brothers would say that Tighe had grown too soft—and they’d probably be right—but he never regretted the decision to leave and make a life on the Trail. He couldn’t even say he regretted leaving his brother behind because Eoin was probably happier and exactly where he belonged. There was never any doubt that Eoin was born to be an Ossor, and that one day, he’d be a leader and eventually a respected elder.
Leaving the pack had meant freedom for Tighe and he was satisfied with his life, but he hoped that Eoin had achieved all he’d set out to do. He was probably revered and allowed to sit with the elders during meals and meetings without Tighe there to embarrass him and hold him back. Their mother would never understand but Tighe had come to accept that splitting up had been better for both of them.
Tighe assumed he’d never see Eoin again but he spoke to his brother like he was right by his side. It kept him from feeling lonely and when they met in Tighe’s dreams, it was like Eoin was talking back to him or sending messages from home. He liked to think that their bond was still as strong as ever and that Eoin thought of him just as often.
Once he was sure the coast was clear and the ATV wasn’t coming back, Tighe returned to the path. It was time to find a place to camp for the night and he was beginning to feel a tickle of giddiness as he looked forward to another night of dreams. The closer he got to their stream, the clearer and more detailed the dreams became. They had yet to share anything of substance beyond passionate moans and laughter, but Tighe somehowkneweverything about his man.
Even things he didn’t understand, like a craving for spicy foods and dark coffee. Tighe had tried a spicy jerky once anddid notlike the way it burned his mouth. He’d raced to a nearby spring and cried for fifteen minutes. He had tasted coffee once as well and made the mistake of finishing his cup to be polite, despite it tasting like bitter, burnt nuts.
It would have beenkindof the hikers who had brewed it to warn Tighe of the aftereffects. He felt like he was going to jump out of his skin and spoke to himself way too fast as he speed-hiked downhill. And several emergency squats were required. His man was obviously brave and had a very strong tummy.
He was also agivingand impressive lover and Tighe was feeling impatient as he laid twigs, sticks, and brush for another lakeside fire. He ate, then cleared a spot of any large rocks and got comfortable, using his field coat as a blanket and his backpack as a pillow. With one last look around to make sure he was alone, Tighe let his hands wander down his body and opened the fly of his pants.
His man had strong thighs and Tighe imagined kneeling in the stream and running his hands up them and nuzzling his sac. He closed his eyes and opened wide so he could suck and lap at his man’s thick, heavy cock. Tighe sucked and sucked and sucked, adoring the taste of his precum and the sound of his man’s breathless gasps and groans.
No words were said, but they made animal noises and urged each other on. His fingers were twisted in Tighe’s hair as he rocked his hips, his toes curling in the water. Tighe whimpered, urging him to take more and to take him.
In the past, Tighe had been held down and taken roughly, like a dog. That was how they found relief within the pack. But it was different withhim.They kissed and touched and Tighe was cherished.
Worshipped.
None of his past partners feasted on Tighe’s ass or slowly fingered him the wayhedid. He wouldn’t be rushed and didn’t stop until he had claimedeverydrop of Tighe’s essence. They came together joyfully and Tighe was consumed by the heat and the wild bond they shared.
That bond was already as strong as the one Tighe shared with Eoin but his heart promised that it was a bond that would hold and only grow stronger with time. Nothing would ever part them and they would find a beautiful, peaceful life together. All Tighe had to do was find his way to the stream and wait for him.
Tighe came, biting back a cry of feral ecstasy as he spilled all over his hands. Instead of licking them clean, Tighe smeared the cum between his ass cheeks and pushed some into his hole. He would clean himself in the morning before setting out but he wanted to fall asleep feeling slick and used.
Sated and tired from a full day on the Trail, it wasn’t long before Tighe drifted off and found himself at their stream. They laughed as they splashed and played in the water and Tighe was ecstatic, overjoyed at finally knowing where and who he belonged with.
Chapter Seven
