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“Oh, dear God!” Darby said, snapping his head forward and eyeing the way Nate sucked his cock straight down his throat with first contact.

Mumbling against the head when he came up again, Nate’s tongue struck out like a snake’s, and he lapped at the shape of Darby’s engorged head, releasing the most animalistic sounds Darby had ever heard in his life. “Good?”

“Shit, yeah,” Nate said, blinking back the sweat falling from his damp hair.

“He gets better,” Darby heard Donovan say.

Nate fingered his balls and dipped his forefinger under his ass, trying to reach his hole and suck his cock at the same time. Resisting, Darby squeezed his ass cheeks together, and when he did, his knees clamped together, catching Nate’s head between his thighs.

“Oh no,” Nate said, spreading him again. “I’m just getting started here, sugar.”

Fisting Darby’s cock, Nate dropped his chin again and opened wide, sucking and slurping. He went at him like a man hungry for a dick between his jaws. Darby feared he’d forget what he was doing and chew, too. Instead, Nate licked, lapping at the veins pressing against Darby's skin.

Soon, he changed his focus. And when Darby rolled his hips forward, he felt the whipping sensation. “Oh, shit!”

Colby said, “Warning, he’s at three o’clock, Nate.”

Darby squeezed his eyes shut. God help him, he needed to get off.

Nate bobbed his head up and down and tapped his sack so hard he could’ve sworn a switch was swatting straight across his balls.

“I’m going to get off,” he cried.

“The fucking hell you are!” The admiral’s voice echoed off the porch.

Rage filled the air, and Nate released Darby with a slurping pop.

“What’s wrong, Admiral? Can’t stand to see your son get what it is you truly want?”

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Darby gasped. The fury in his father’s expression was unmatched, far worse than anything he ever witnessed in combat or at any other time in his life. Pointing his gun at Nate’s head, the admiral swatted him with it. Blood stained the side of Nate's head, and he crouched against the plank floor. Darby only hoped he wasn’t out like a light but rather pretending.

Without fully acknowledging Darby, his father walked behind him and released the flimsy binds confining him to the chair. “You’re a piece of work, Darby,” he said. “Get your fucking pants on, son. I can’t believe you went along with this.”

Darby stood, stuffed his cock back in his pants and said, “Father, you can’t win here.”

Turning on him then and ignoring Nate, he said, “I can’t win?” He laughed, asking, “Really? Is that what you think?”

“You can’t,” Darby said, eyeing the crack in the door, looking for Colby.

“Oh, son,” he said, following his gaze, “don’t look for your gay lovers there.”

Darby swallowed hard. “I...I...wasn’t.”

“Don’t stutter, boy,” he said.

Darby stood taller. He had to distract his father long enough for Nate to regain his composure. Rolling around on the porch floor hardly gave them the advantage Nate originally assured them they’d have.

“I’ve heard all the rumors. Are they true?”

The admiral glared at Darby. “What are you asking me?”

“Is it true? Have you wanted Nate Francisco for your own?”

“What the fuck are you asking me?”

“Are you attracted to men? Specifically, do you want Nate Francisco? I did not fucking stutter, Father!”

The admiral hesitated. The pause alone gave Darby enough to go on. “So you do?” He shook his head. “This is unbelievable.” His arms rose and fell. Then he took a few steps forward and grabbed his father Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.

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by the shirt. “You ordered hits on some of the best ISOs in the field because you’re trying to what?” His voice quivered and he added, “So you can take out the very temptations you aren’t man enough to admit you have?”

“Stand down, soldier.”

“I’m not a soldier anymore, Dad,” he said. “I’m your son, but I’m not an ISO. You made sure you removed me from duties, and for what? To cover up a long-standing fascination you yourself have for men in uniform?”

“I said, stand down!”

Darby squinted when he saw Nate stir. Then he released his grip.

“You’re not worth the effort.”

* * * *

Nate groaned when he came to. He wasn’t sure he was even out since he heard and understood the conversation exchanged between father and son. He wanted to kill the admiral, take out the very man who ordered the ridiculous hits.

He thought of Colby. Where was he? What about Donovan?

Where on God’s earth were they when he needed them most?

Realizing he miscalculated, he clenched his fists when he rose to his feet. The admiral turned, held his pistol high in the air and aimed down, like he had to hold the gun a certain way in order to shoot his target.

“Go ahead,” Nate said, standing taller. “Take your shot, Admiral.

The so-called disease you claim warranted your son’s admission to a mental hospital runs rampant in your veins. You can kill me. There will be others like me, men who barely notice their commanding officer is gay, men who don’t care either way if they do.”

“Shut up, Nate,” Admiral Shoemaker barked.

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he thought, remembering Colby knew where every crevice was found in the deteriorating structure of the porch.

The admiral bellowed, “If you think I’m here on this island alone, soldier, you’re wrong. I don’t travel solo anymore, not in matters so important to the further development of the ISO program.”

“Don’t you mean in matters behind closed doors?” Darby asked, moving to stand right next to the admiral’s raised gun.

“Back away, son.”

“No, sir. I will not.”

“I’m ordering you to move out of my way!”

Darby reached for the gun then. Nate stepped to the side when the first shot fired out. Another fired and then another, followed by agonizing yelps for help.

“Hold your fire!” Nate pleaded, watching a disoriented Darby collapse against his father, the man responsible for delivering such a fatal shot.

Two ISOs, men Nate spotted around the island long before the day began, sprinted up the beach. Glancing down, he yelled to his own two-man team. “Twins approaching. Move down the beach!”

He heard rapid movement under the house, the shuffling of feet.

Colby and Donovan would handle the intrusion. Admiral Shoemaker was his.

The admiral must have realized his son lay dying. “Darby!” He yanked him onto his lap and fell against the front porch swing with his dying son’s body.

While Darby choked out his last few breaths, Nate’s gaze returned to Donovan and Colby. They ran up on the two-man team and quickly secured them. Minutes later, Nate waited for the admiral’s first move, unable to draw his weapon then, though fully expecting one gun to be swiftly drawn, the firearm of a man who would, indeed, avenge Darby’s approaching death.

Colby remained in the sand. His mouth fell open in a wide O

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“Darby!” he exclaimed, the toll of death’s call obvious and far more costly than anyone there had the potential to imagine.

Donovan sat next to the admiral, shooting Nate a look he recognized all too well. Without explaining, Nate tossed his weapon to the ground, and Admiral Shoemaker rambled on, “I’m so sorry, son. Oh, God, I’m so, so sorry.”

Bewildered, Donovan stood. “You did this?”

“I...I...” the admiral clung to his son. “I just wanted him to stand proud.”

Donovan blinked back tears. He must have processed then, acknowledged death rolling faster and faster Darby’s way with full intent to take him.

“Stand up, Admiral,” Donovan grated out.

“He’s my son. Let my son die in his father’s arms.”

“Stand up, Admiral, and for once in your sorry life, you stand proud.” Donovan’s voice never faltered. This time, Donovan drew his blade from his belt. Nate saw the shiny point glisten in the sun.

One of the ISOs on the ground said, “This won’t solve anything.

Let the man comfort his dying son.”

Colby continued to aim his gun toward the two misinformed ISOs.

“Shut the fuck up,” he said, his knowing eyes following Nate’s as they watched, waited.

“Don...o...van,” Darby choked out. Blood poured from his nostrils and his mouth. He uttered his last word. His lover’s name forever stained his lips as he left this world and rapidly traveled into the next.

“Darby!” Donovan cried out, placing the knife at the admiral’s throat.

Bracing for death, the admiral said, “You can kill me. It won’t change you or who you are or what you’ve caused.”

“I didn’t cause this,” Donovan said, his anger thicker than the blood found in many killers’ veins. “You and your own perverse need to fix your son while ignoring the hypocrisy in your own life orchestrated his death. For that, you deserve to die right beside him.”

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Nate flinched, witnessing the quick slice delivered, the sliver of the knife crossing flesh, the one jagged edge placed against the jugular vein in order to finish the job.

Nate turned and walked away without watching for the signs of bloodshed. He’d seen enough. He caused enough. There was more to life than delivering death. As he walked down the steps into the white sand, he decided then it was time to start living and damn sure time to start loving.

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Epilogue
Six Months Later

Nate and Donovan walked inside the cool mansion. The breeze flowing through the open foyer smelled of salt water, and Nate stopped when his nostrils flared.

He remembered the smell of sea water. He often stood and stared at the South Pacific and wished for a brighter day, an opportunity to taste the future. Now, he could sip on freedom and indulge in what the future offered.

Colby appeared at the top of the grand staircase. “If you two aren’t a sight to savor all night long.”

Nate’s tongue went to his upper lip. “Damn, I hope so.”

Colby started down the steps. “Have trouble finding the place?”

Donovan shrugged. “I don’t know,” he said, grinning. “Did we?”

Nate winked. “We managed.”

Catching on, Colby embraced Nate and then pulled Donovan in for a sensual kiss. Breaking away, he said, “That’s about what I thought. You taste like Nate.”

“What?” Donovan said. “You think I wanted to ride all the way from LA to Malibu without anything to do?”

“I’ll give you something to do,” Colby promised, taking his hand and placing it on his belt.

Nate grinned. “Considering I’ve been fighting traffic, if anyone deserves a good romp, I think I should reap the rewards.”

“You’ve been serviced,” Donovan reminded. “Now it’s time to serve.”

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“Good God, boy,” Nate drawled. “Don’t you think I’ve done enough for my fellow man?”

Colby took his hand and then grabbed Donovan’s forearm, guiding them both into the large open family room. “I think it’s time we earn our just reward for years of servitude.”

“What do you say we make the most of this place, then,” Nate suggested. “I figure for every year all of us combined gave to the ISO, we deserve at least that many years of solace.”

“Solace, hell,” Colby said. “I’m looking for nothing more than erotic pleasure after what we survived.”

Donovan’s expression changed, and Nate noticed. “Come here, sweetheart,” he said, wrapping his arms around Donovan's waist.

Colby looped his arms around him, too. “We have all the time in the world to make up for lost time.”

“And lost loves?” Donovan asked.

“We’ll remember Darby,” Nate promised. “But we’re also going to hold tight to what we have now.”

“And what do we have?” Donovan asked.

“Colby?” Nate turned, and Colby left the room, retrieved some legal documents and returned with proof of the commitment they already discussed.

Nate said, “Donovan, if you’ll have us, Colby and I want you to move in here with us. We want to take care of you, and...” he reached for him and patted his bottom, “we’d love to have you take care of us, if you’re willing.”

Donovan closed his eyes and sighed. “Damnation, I thought you weren’t going to ask.”

Nate chuckled, and Colby handed Donovan the papers. “You’re part owner in this estate, so you might as well reap the benefits.”

“And what are the benefits?”

Nate released his zipper and grinned. “You really have to ask?”

Donovan shook his head. “No, but I may want you to show me several times a day.”

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“That makes two of us,” Colby chimed in.

“Well, then,” Nate said, more relaxed than he’d ever been. “I think we’ve finally found a place we can all call home.”

THE END

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