Neil, Louisa - Pyxis Island Triangle (Siren Publishing Ménage And More) (9 page)

He kept repeating the process, glancing up to see Wyatt, his hands tight on the railing, staring upward to the sky. He was a handsome man, tall and well-built, a bit older than himself and a tad gray at the temples, but what a cock. He continued to lave Wyatt’s cock, taking him deeper down his throat on each pass. One hand steadied and stroked the circumcised cock while the other started to fondle his sack. He noted that Wyatt was shaved closely around his cock and balls. Ben liked the smoothness of the shaft he repeatedly swallowed. He’d never thought to shave his own pubic hair, but now it became a glitch in the back of his mind. Maybe one day, he conceded but concentrated on sucking the smooth, hard cock down his throat. Wyatt groaned and dropped his hand to Ben’s shoulder.

“If you keep that up, you’ll make me come, Ben.”

“Wasn’t that the point?” he joked, going back to the cock in earnest.

“Ben, drop your pants for me, let me see your cock.” Reluctantly, Ben released Wyatt’s cock and stood, fumbling with his zipper and pushing his pants down his legs. His boxers went with them, and he had no embarrassment standing at the railing of the lighthouse, naked from the waist down with his cock throbbing hard. He stilled when Wyatt dropped to his knees before him and fondled his erection. His lips were warm against his skin, his mouth hot. He sucked him down his throat, Ben feeling the stirring in his balls.

Suddenly, he wished he was clean-shaven, too. He didn’t know how long he stood there on shaking thighs, only that it felt too good to stop. Wyatt fondled his sack and inched his finger toward Ben’s anus. He shifted his weight to allow him better access and groaned in pleasure when Wyatt slid the digit inside his anus.

“That’s amazing, Wyatt. What would your cock feel like in there?”

“We can find out if you’re interested.”

“I’m interested, believe me, I’m anxious to feel the burn turn to need. I want to feel you pounding against me until you come inside. And I want to feel your cum drip from my ass.”

“Turn around and assume the position,” Wyatt told him. Ben moved to lean against the railing but was stopped with Wyatt’s large hands directing him toward his mouth. The kiss they shared spurred him harder, made his need deeper. When Wyatt broke the kiss, he kept his hand on Ben’s chin, looking directly at him. “Lila told you about our medical testing. Would you prefer I still use a condom?”

“Hell no, I want to feel your skin against mine.” Ben stared at Wyatt. “I’ve wanted to feel your cock up my ass since we met.”

“Drop and suck me slick so I can fuck you.”

Ben dropped to his knees immediately and took Wyatt’s dick down his throat, coating it with his saliva. He tasted several droplets of pre-cum and stood before Wyatt came down his throat. Turning, he grasped the railing and pushed his ass backward. Wyatt took a step forward and with cock in hand, pushed into Ben’s waiting anus. They stilled for several seconds before Wyatt took hold of Ben’s hips and started to fuck him full-out.

“That’s amazing, harder, Wyatt, make me burn.”

“I can do that,” he answered and reached around to grab Ben’s cock. It was already releasing droplets of cum, bulging to come. “Ben, stroke your cock for me while I fuck you,” he directed, replacing his hands on his hips, pulling him tighter to his body. He absorbed each thrust and matched his hand pumping with Wyatt’s fucking. “This is amazing,” he said, more to the wind than to Wyatt.

“Wait, things can get better,” he whispered in Ben’s ear, then lowered his lips to the back of his neck and lightly bit his skin. Ben came in his hand when he felt the bite, and Wyatt pumped him only a few times before emptying deep inside him. He let his weight drop slightly onto Ben’s back. “That was amazing.”

“You have no idea, Wyatt. Women know how to suck cock, but only a man knows the small nuances that make it better. Women play with toys, but a live cock is always so much better up my butt.”

“Toys have their place on occasion, but I agree, a real man is better.” They stayed locked together for a bit longer before Wyatt finally pulled away. He slipped his index finger in Ben’s cum-soaked anus and stroked him a few times. “I can’t decide if I’m doing this to slow you down or get us both hard again?”

“I’ll take seconds, please.” Ben laughed but allowed Wyatt to take his hand away. Both of them stood there surveying the ocean below for a bit before Wyatt finally looked at his watch. “It’s getting late. We should head back. Lila will be waiting for us to join her for supper.”

Reluctantly, Ben reached down and dragged his pants up his legs, watching Wyatt do the same thing. They made their way carefully down the shaky stairs and out to the four-wheeler. “Thank you for the tour today, Wyatt, and the…welcome.”

“Anytime, unless I’m tied up in the lab.”

“Makes me wonder if you mean literally tied up in that lab or just busy.”

“With time, you’ll find out.” Their ride back to the compound was quiet but not uncomfortable.

“Wyatt, I thought Sunday was Lila’s down day. I’ve never seen her on a Sunday. Will Lila know what we did this afternoon?”

“Does it matter?”

“I guess not, I just wanted to be prepared.”

“Be prepared for anything with Lila. Why not shower and I’ll meet you at Lila’s for supper in an hour.”

“See you there.” Ben hesitated. “She knows you took me there to initiate me, doesn’t she? Was it her idea?”

“More like her timing, it was my idea from the first time I saw your profile.”

* * * *

Ben stood under the shower in his apartment, wondering just how he got so lucky. He had a fleeting moment of guilt at his easy acquiescence to this sexual arrangement. But, thinking it through, every time, he chose to accept this was the situation of a lifetime, and he’d experience it to the fullest for as long as it lasted.

Chapter Six

Supper with Lila was uneventful. She was polite and witty as always, and Ben decided she looked more beautiful tonight than ever before. Their meal went by with laughs and anecdotes of the island, mainly about the condition she bought it in when the government declassified and sold it. Apparently, there were some groups who felt the island should be turned into a resort for the public, but none were willing to put in the money that it would require. The government’s position was they were selling it because it wasn’t profitable any longer. A new lab had been built in the Midwest and would be used to continue the research. Ben remembered reading about the ruckus years earlier but never thought he would become responsible for the everyday workings of it one day.

Lila gave him bits of information about the work she’d already accomplished and her long-range plans. During their initial meetings, she’d given him an overview of what she envisioned. Tonight, he realized just how much she still wanted done. Whether it was the wine or his earlier sexual encounter with Wyatt, he felt relaxed and comfortable with these two people and decided to ask what was on his mind.

“At the expense of ruining a wonderful evening, may I ask a personal question?” He glanced to Wyatt who deferred his look to Lila.

“Ask, the worst that will happen is I’ll tell you it’s none of your business.” Lila smiled when saying it, but her undertone spoke more than her words.

“I’ve come to realize over the last months that while you’re very hands-on to all aspects of the business, I’ve never seen you leave the compound in the daylight. You use the underground tunnels to traverse the compound and only come out at night.”

“And your actual question is?” Wyatt seemed to be trying to lighten the moment.

“Well, I can only figure Lila is a vampire.” He paused and tried to laugh. Biding time by sipping his wine, he realized he’d stumbled into a serious subject. “Seriously, you seem to love this island with all your heart, but you never experience it during the day.”

“We all live by the hands we’re dealt,” Lila told him, pushing back from the table. “Come, let’s relax in the living room while we have coffee.” She left the men to follow her, and Ben grabbed Wyatt’s arm, holding him back.

“Did I just get myself fired?”

“Why not listen to what Lila has to say,” Wyatt reassured him.

Settled in the posh living room, they were quiet while the butler, Vernon, brought coffee on a silver tray and served each of them. Ben thought to let the subject drop, but apparently Lila wasn’t going to. He noted she waited until Vernon had left before speaking.

“Keeping in mind your confidentiality agreements, I’ll tell you the truth, but it stays between the three of us. Do you understand, Ben?”

“Of course, but I’ve made you uncomfortable, I apologize. I don’t need to know.”

Lila threw her head back laughing at him. “Oh, you still want to know. Now you’re just nervous about my answer.” She sipped from the fine china cup before putting it aside on the table to her right.

 
When she did, the front of her blouse buckled open and gave him a perfect view of her naked breasts. His cock hardened, and he shifted in his seat, sorry he’d begun this conversation.

“I have a congenital disease, a version of porphyria. Have you ever heard of it?”

“No, I don’t think so.” Ben shook his head, realizing tonight he’d do a lot of research to find out just what it was.

“In layman’s terms, it means I’m sensitive to sunlight. Heme is a substance found in everyone’s body that is responsible for making hemoglobin and chlorophyll. The largest amounts are usually found in blood and bone marrow. The body requires multiple enzymes to convert natural chemical compounds called porphyrins into heme. If any of the enzymes are abnormal, the process is interrupted and cannot continue. This allows porphyrins to build up in my system.” She paused and sipped her coffee. “I was very lucky from one respect, my family had lots of money and realized when my father was young he had the same dysfunction. I inherited it from him. So, in my case, it causes oversensitivity to sunlight which affects my skin. Sunlight leaves me with nasty welts and scars if I’m not careful.”

“I’m so sorry,” Ben whispered.

“Let her finish,” Wyatt interceded.

“It could be worse, in some cases, nerve damage, pain, and paralysis can occur. Some attacks are worse. Since my father had been diagnosed, the doctors knew what to test me for, and from then on, my life was adjusted to compensate for the problem. So I stay out of the sunlight and enjoy my island at night. Any questions?”

“Too many to ask right now.”

 
“This is a personal health issue, Ben, and not for public consumption. Are you disappointed I’m not a vampire?” She smiled and settled back in her seat.

“No, not disappointed, just…sad, I think. I’m imagining you as a child not being allowed outside in the daytime.”

“My parents made my life as normal as possible. But you have to remember it was more normal for me because of my father staying indoors during the day. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized my true loss. I’ve come to terms with it and decided, much like my dad, that I can still have a full life, just not out in the daylight.”

“Lila has used it to her advantage. The press thinks she’s being elusive and controlling. They always wind up in a frenzy when she makes an appearance for some social function.” Wyatt put his coffee cup aside. “Now you understand why she only goes out in the evening.”

“My parents worked things the same way, saying work occupied their days, and evenings were their only time to slip away for suppers and social functions.”

Ben glanced to Wyatt. “I assume some of your work is to find a cure for her?”

“Not necessarily a cure per se but options that would allow not only Lila, but all who suffer with this to maintain a more normal life. Of course, we are doing research on other diseases here, too, which is why our security is so strict. And why it’s imperative you never speak about our work to anyone outside the company or wander into a lab uninvited. I get very cranky when my experiments are violated.”