Castle Roland

Protecting David

by TA-Terry


Chapter 12

Published: 9 Nov 15

Protecting David

by TA (Terry)

Alex was bent forward in frustration, his little hands balled up. "Daaaaaad! I don't waaaanna goooooo!"

David knelt down and put his hands on Alex's shoulders. "Sweetheart, it's only for the morning. I'll pick you up at noon."

"Nooo, Dad! Pleeeeease!"

It was at this point that I walked into the kitchen and Alex, hopeful of an ally, turned to me.

Alex came running over. "Daaaaaad! Don't make me go!"

I scooped Alex up on the run and sat down on a kitchen chair with him on my lap facing me. "What's all the yelling about? Why are you arguing with David?"

"I don't want to go to day care! I wanna stay here!"

"Do you remember why we want you to go?"

"I don't wanna go!"

"Alex, you're not being fair. You know that we want you to go so that you can be with kids your own age."

"But, Daddy! I don't wanna do it!" David was leaning against the counter with a faint smile on his face.

"Well, Alex, you don't have a choice. This is something that you have to do. It's not something that you get to decide about. Lots of times I'd rather stay home with you and David, but that isn't something that I get to do, is it? Is it?" He shook his head reluctantly. "You know that David and I would rather be with you more than anything, don't you, Alex? But there's times when we have to do what's right rather than what we want to do." I kissed Alex's forehead. "Now, I want you to be a good troop and go to day care like a big boy."

"What's a troop?" Alex was twisting the buttons on my shirt.

"Uhhh, a troop is like a soldier, a good little soldier." I glanced for a microsecond at David. "I know you don't want to go to day care and I don't want to go to work, but we're both gonna do what we're supposed to do, aren't we?"

Alex nodded his head.

"And I want you to be a good boy too. Do you understand that?"

He nodded again.

"Okay, sweetheart. I'll drive you there on my way to work." Somehow the thought that we'd be going together seemed to pick up Alex's spirits.

"On your way to work?"

"Yep, we'll both be going to work."

David looked at me and smiled. "I have a Chinese investor who could sure use that same talk."

Alex and I got our coats and got ready to leave. Alex moving with a certain reluctance, maybe in the hope that the fates would intercede. I walked over to David, bent my head and kissed him. "You'll be able to get him at noon?" This question was totally unnecessary considering that it was David I was speaking to, but when your own kid is involved, you like assurances.

"Yes, Dad!" He said with an exaggeration on dad. "Mark, you're having your teeth cleaned today, aren't you?"

I nodded. "Yep, why?"

"Well, can you make me an appointment? My dentist is retiring and I don't particularly like the new guy. And we should take Alex in too, to get him kinda used to it."

Alex's head swiveled around at the sound of his name. "What's a dent… dent ist?"

I kissed him on the neck and tickled him. "It's like a doctor, but for your teeth, you little dickens." I looked at David. "I'll take care of it, babe. You want morning or afternoon?" Alex was wiggling in my arms.

"Morning's better." He kissed Alex. "Because you know who will be in day care." Then, "Bye Alex. Be a good boy and I'll see you at noon, then we'll come home and have lunch." David had his hand on the side of Alex's face.

I looked at Alex. "Okay, buddy, we gotta go."

"No wait! I gotta kiss Joe!"

At the sound of his name, Joe was standing on his hind legs pawing the air. I leaned over so that Alex could kiss Joe on the nose. "Okay, no more kissing, we gotta go!"

Alex said. "You didn't kiss David!" Somehow Alex knew that when he was referring to David or me that he should use our names, otherwise, he called us both daddy. I pulled David to me with my hand behind his head and buried my tongue in his mouth. "Love you."

David held my free hand. "Me, too, you."

My dentist, recommended by Frank, was Mike Baxter. His office was in an office building only a couple of blocks from ours, so I could easily duck out of work an hour early and walk over. I'm sure that Frank wouldn't have recommended him just because he's gay. With Frank that doesn't count for much; you've gotta be good too. Although, I suspect that Mike having been a Marine counted for a lot with Frank. Frank and I usually eat lunch at the same restaurant that Mike eats. The first time we went when Mike was there Frank dragged me over to Mike's table, and while Mike still had a mouthful of food, said, "Hey, Doc, gimme your business card."

Mike looked up from his food, began to cough, and almost spit up whatever he had in his mouth.

Frank turned to me. "Sit down, Mark, we might as well eat with Mikey."

By this time Mike had managed to swallow, clean his mouth with a napkin, and extend his hand. He partially stood and said. "Please do," indicating the empty chairs.

"Frank, we're imposing on the…"

"Oh forget it, Marky, Mike's an ex-marine, he's ready for anything." Frank handed me Mike's business card and said, "He's also a pretty good fucking dentist." He then sat down and started waving for a waiter.

Mike and I hit it off immediately. Our military background formed a good base and we just clicked, but only as casual friends. Mike was a guy that I went to for my teeth and a guy that I waved to in restaurants. There really wasn't time for more than that. I was busy with a new job and Mike's practice kept him busy.

Mike also had the distinction of probably being the best looking guy I've ever seen. This guy is movie star good looking. Now don't misunderstand me, I don't feel the same attraction for Mike that I feel for David. David is also a great looking guy, but more than that, when I see David or even think about him, it's like – whummp. There's this whole electro-chemical thing happening with little explosions going off in my brain and while I can appreciate the fact that Mike is great looking, it just isn't the same thing.

Strangely enough, the most attractive thing about Mike is the fact that he seems totally unaware of the way he looks - maybe even a bit embarrassed by his looks. Anyway, Mike's dental technician had finished cleaning my teeth and Mike had come in to make sure everything was okay.

Finally he set his instruments down and turned to Darlene. "Thanks, Darlene, everything looks fine; would you check on Mrs. Hopkins?" He watched Darlene leave and then turned to me. "So, I'm finally gonna get to meet David?"

"Yeah, Miller is retiring and David doesn't like the new guy. Oh, and Alex too. Did you know that we adopted a little boy?"

"Really? You guys did that?"

"Yeah, it's a long story though. Anyway, he's just three, and frankly we don't have a clue as to when he should start seeing a dentist, but we figured we'd better start getting him used to it."

"Well, yeah, you're right on that." Mike sat back on his stool. "But wow, I didn't know you'd adopted a kid. How did you do it? I mean, it's none of my business, but that's really something."

Something suddenly occurred to me. "Mike, would you like to come to dinner out to the house. I mean, we really don't know many other gay guys. We pretty much just stay home and take care of Alex. I've mentioned you a number of times to David and it'd be nice to have you over." Then as an afterthought, "You could bring a friend. We don't bite and we promise not to poison you." I smiled.

"I could bring a friend?"

I nodded. "Sure."

"That's great, because I think I may have finally found the right guy, but neither one of us are much into bars or stuff like that. Actually, I'd love to come and bring Ted."

I looked for a second into Mike's hazel eyes and then smiled. "Well, Doctor, just how serious is this?"

Mike laughed, blushed and ducked his head all at the same time. Finally he looked back up at me. "The L word has been mentioned… well, actually, it's mentioned a lot."

"You fucker!" I caught myself and looked around to see if I could have been heard. Then more quietly, "You are! You're fucking in love! It's written all over your face."

Mike sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Well, don't beat me to death with this, but yeah, I am." Then more quietly, "Totally." He looked at me questioningly. "It isn't like really that obvious, is it? Cause Darlene asked me the same thing yesterday. I mean, it's not like I'm wearing a sign, is it?"

I smiled. "No, buddy. Not to anyone who doesn't know you. Darlene sees you everyday, so she'd pick up on it. Does she know you're gay?"

"Oh yeah, she does. As close as we work she couldn't not know - she's fine with it."

Like I said, Mike's an ex-marine and still has the body that they helped put together. He's like 6'2" with a powerful upper body and ramrod straight posture. His hair is brown, worn short, and his eyes are hazel. I mean, he may be a dentist in a white smock, but underneath that he's still a Marine. To see him there, his arms folded and his head tilted back as he talks about Ted, and to watch that subtle change in his expression, it's just strange… strange and familiar.

"So tell me about Ted. What's he do? What's he like?"

"He manages this building and several others. He works for an insurance company that owns a bunch of stuff downtown here." Mike starts smiling and looks at me and I'm smiling. He laughs. "Okay, I fucking love him. Just the thought of him…" He waves his hand in dismissal. "Ya just had to get me started, didn't ya?" He sits forward and takes the little bib off me.

I swivel in the dental chair and sit sideways facing Mike, my hands on my knees, and look directly at him. "Mike, let me check with David and I'll call you about dinner. We'll make it a relaxing evening. Okay?"

He smiled. "No teasing?"

"I promise, and you'll really like David." I smiled. "He's much nicer than me."

As I was coming into the house from the garage, a little boy and a dog came skidding to a halt in front of me.


I picked Alex up, kissed him and carried him toward the kitchen. "Were you a good boy at day care today?"

Alex nodded vigorously. "I was! But some of the other kids weren't. Some were bad."

"They were? But not you?"

"No! I was good! But you know what they did? They didn't share and Mrs. Harper got mad."

"They didn't? I bet you shared, didn't you?"

"I did. I was good."

We were walking towards David, who was standing in the kitchen trying to get dinner finished. I kissed Alex again and set him down.

"Sweetheart, why don't you and Joe go watch TV?"

Boy and dog went running into the rec room.

I took David's face in my hands and kissed him deeply, then I pulled his head to my chest. "So, did day care really go that smoothly?"

David laughed against my chest. "Well, more or less. At least no warrants have been issued." I kissed the top of David's head and slid my hands down into the back of his cargo shorts.

"Mark! Alex?"

"He's watching TV with Joe, besides we'd hear him coming."

David looked up at me. "I wonder how many parents have said the same thing two seconds before their kids walked in on them having sex?"

I bent down and kissed him again. "It's just that I think about you all day. I can be sitting at my desk talking to one of the reps and I've got a hardon cause you're on my mind." I kissed his temple. "The smell of you… the way you taste." I pushed David back against the counter. Then softly, "The way it feels when I'm inside you." I could feel his hard dick against my thigh.

David wrapped his arms around me and laid his head on my chest. "That's where I'd like you to be right now." He looked up at me. "And it's where I promise you'll be later, but right now we've got a hungry little boy to feed."

"I know, hun. Just keeping the pump primed." I sat down at the kitchen table and pulled David down onto my lap. "I invited Mike to dinner, that okay?"

"Mike? Oh duhh, your dentist. Yeah, sure, that's fine. He's gay, right?"

"Yep, and he's got a boyfriend now and they're in love." I put my hand over David's hardon. "Like us." I wrapped my arms around David and rocked him gently while he laid his head back against my shoulder. "David, are you able to do this? I mean your business and Alex and… well, everything?"

Then there was the sound of a little boy. "What are you guys doooing?"

David instantly reached down and picked Alex up. "We're trying to see how many people can sit on Mark's lap. Now if we could only figure out a way to get Joe up here."

"Joe? Joe can't sit on people. Daddy, that's crazy!"

"Hey," I said, "I've got an idea. Why don't we eat dinner, cause this little boy looks like he's about to starve."

"David, you never did answer me about whether or not you're able to handle this. I don't think I could."

Alex was lying on the floor watching television with Joe. I was sitting on the sofa with David kinda half lying against me.

"It really isn't as hard as it sounds; so yeah, I can do it." David sat up and crossed his legs on the sofa. "It's just that it's confining. That's not really a problem now, but in time it may be. You can't imagine what it's like spending a day with you know who. You never really got a chance to know Helmut, but Alex reminds me so much of his d-a-d. Course he'll loose some of that. I guess that can't be helped."

"Has Marcy come up with any good candidates for a housekeeper?"

"No. Nothing yet. I'm going to put out some feelers myself." With David, I knew that this could mean anything.

I stretched out on the sofa and pulled David down next to me and wrapped my left arm around his chest. "When's a good day for Mike to come to dinner?"

"Any Saturday. Is this Saturday too soon?"

"Hmmm, don't know. I'll call him tomorrow." I kissed David behind the ear. "God, you smell good!"

David giggled. "I probably smell like a goat."

"No, baby, you smell great." I snuggled closer.

David leaned forward a bit and called to Alex. "Alex, com'ere, little guy."

Alex kept watching television, but got up and backed over to us. "Yeah, Dad?"

"Alex," David turned Alex around to get his attention, "if you go get into your pajamas I'll get you some ice cream." Alex looked torn between his desire to keep watching television and his desire for ice cream. He also seemed to sense a plot to get him to go to bed.

"My PJ's? Daddy, I don't wanna go." He pointed at the TV as if to indicate his reason.

David and I sat up at the same time. I grabbed Alex from behind and kissed his head. "You stay here and watch your show; I'll get your pajamas, okay?

Alex's eyes never left the TV. "Okay, but no bed."

"No bed, at least not right now… but a little later."

Alex seemed to realize that it was a loosing battle. "Okay, but later, Daddy."

I took off to get Alex's pajamas and David was soon returning with ice cream for everyone.

As we were tucking a flannel pajama clad Alex into bed, David said, "Mark, I forgot, go into our bedroom and look at the lights above the door. They put'em in today."

I kissed Alex's hand and then his forehead. "Night, sweetheart, sleep tight."

"Night, Daddy. Will you drive me when you go to work tomorrow?" His voice was already becoming thick with sleep.

"Sure will, partner, we'll go to work together." I touched his silvery blond little boy hair with my finger tips. "Nite, bud."

"Nite, Dad."

I left David to say his goodnights and walked to our room. Once inside I looked up over the door and saw a row of six fairly small lights. In a few minutes the first one lit up and then two seconds later the second. They were surprisingly bright. The rest followed in steady order until David walked into our room.

David looked at me. "Cool isn't it? My guys did it today."

I stepped behind David and wrapped my arms around him. "Splain it to me, Lucy."

"Well, there are three presence sensors around Alex's bed. If he gets up and just goes to his bathroom, he just triggers those sensors and lights the sixth light above our door. Now, since we never totally close his door and have to take into consideration Joe wandering about during the night, our fifth light only comes on when his door is opened more than eighteen inches. We conducted a lot of experiments and Alex always opens the door at least that far when he leaves his room, whereas Joe only kinda slides out the already open door, a foot at the most. Once out the door, Alex is about six inches higher than Joe and the sensors are calibrated to account for that - to a degree at least.

There were only two tricky things; the tendency of the door to keep moving when it's being opened and the inability to always differentiate between Alex and Joe in the hallway." David looked up at me. "We found a compound to keep the door from swinging past the point it's been pushed to. It makes it a little stiffer, but not enough to interfere with Alex or Joe trying to leave the room. And lights four through one show Alex's progress to our room."

I wrapped my arms more tightly around David and kissed the base of his neck. "My boyfriend is a genius."

David tilted his head back and squirmed. "Oh!" Then, "Your boyfriend isn't a genius, he just has genius' working for him. He's also a horny little fucker who's in need of cock." He giggled and pressed back against me.

I moved my right hand slowly up David's body until I held his face. I gently tilted it back and kissed him… lightly at first and then deeply while delicately holding his neck, just barely touching it. Then in a light whisper, "Love you." Our lips were only a fraction of an inch apart breathing the same air. David turned his face into my chest.

"God, I soooo need you!"

I pushed David carefully back onto our bed. "Tell me. Tell me how much you need me."

I was on my hands and knees over his body. David grabbed my head in his hands, pulled himself up and kissed me. "You fucking already know how much I need you!" I slowly stretched out and lowered my body to his, being careful not to allow all of my weight on him, still supporting myself with my elbows and knees.

"I wanna hear you say it, David. Tell me what you need." I let more of my weight press on him. His emerald green eyes were flashing one minute and cloudy the next.

"I need you to fuck me! Oh fuck, Mark!" His body was trying to move under me, pressing upward, his hands pulling on my upper arms.

I put my right arm across David's chest, holding him in place, then reached down and opened my pants, freeing my hardon. Then in a sudden move, I reached down with both hands, pulled David's cargo shorts down and pushed his knees up.

David laughed. "Oh, you fucker!"

I lubed him with spit and entered him slowly, my eyes never leaving his. I laughed with him and then kissed him. "Just taking what's mine. It is mine, isn't it?"

"You fucking know it is!" David was holding his head up, the muscles in his neck tight, then he let it fall back. "Oh yeah! Like that!"

While I slid slowly into him, I brushed the hair off of his forehead with my right hand. "Feel good, babe?" For a second there I almost came… but quickly defocused. "So fucking hot." David grimaced slightly as I touched bottom. I put my hands on his ankles and ran them slowly up his body, spreading them at his chest and using them to cradle his head. I was fucking him with long, slow, deep strokes while watching his face for any signs of pain or need.

David reached up and pulled my head down for a kiss, his tongue going deeply into my mouth. I held it there as long as I could and then let it slide back out. Every time I have any type of contact with David I try to keep a bit of him with me - saliva, cum, it doesn't fucking matter. I'll take every molecule of him I can get.

I kissed his eyes and then laid my face next to his while we slowly fucked, our breath coming harder. When I turned my head slightly and shoved my tongue in his ear, he made the David sound so loud that it startled me. So, of course, I held his head and kept my tongue in his ear while his hips bucked.

"Oh fuck!" He was twisting his head away and then toward me.

I sat up on my heels and put my hands under David's knees, pushing them back a bit until I was sure that I was making direct contact with his prostate. He was totally vocal now and trying to grab his cock, but I leaned forward and held his legs with one arm and grabbed his hands with mine. "No, babe, not yet."

"Oh fuck, Mark!" He was trying to grab his cock again, and again I stopped him. "Mark! I gotta fucking cum!"

I looked down at him and our eyes locked. "I'm gonna cum, babe. I'm gonna shoot inside you." I allowed myself to focus and almost immediately began to cum. I saw his expression change and I knew that he was feeling me shoot inside him and then when I wrapped my hand around his cock, he yelled and then shot. His hips thrust up and his back arched.

Mostly cleaned up, we were lying in bed with just the lamp on the nightstand lit. I was lying on my left side with David's head resting on my upper arm, my right hand lightly rubbing his chest. I smelled his hair and nuzzled him. I wanted to lick him, but I thought he might think it weird. Well, I suppose it is weird… a little anyway.

These moments, these quiet, personal, intimate moments with him are like jewels to me. They warm me, they nourish me in a way that I can't explain and bathe away the hurts of life. David is a balm, a warm rich emollient that soothes me. His words, the way his mouth looks while he speaks, the delicate warmth of his breath on my face are like a magical force holding the storms of the world away. I could stay this way forever.

"So, hopefully Frank will meet with his board this week and we can get a decision on how they wanna do this thing. I mean you can't leave these people hanging too long, they're not stupid." David looked at me oddly. "You okay?"

I smiled. "Yeah, hun, just listening. Go ahead, finish your thought."

"Well, it's just that they gotta understand that this deal doesn't exist in a vacuum. I can think of at least three European companies that would do this deal in an instant without all this dickin' around, and I'm sure Frank knows that. Anybody can pick up a fucking phone and call that family."

He turned his head slightly and smiled up at me. "Okay, rant over."

I leaned forward a bit and spoke softly. "I wanna kiss you."

He smiled and said quietly in a strange little voice "I've already let ya fuck me."

"Not the same." I lowered my face, gathered David in my arms, kissed him gently, then more deeply. He wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me back. Later I laid my face next to his. "God, you taste good."

David turned off the bedside lamp and turned so that I was spooning him, my right arm around his chest. He was holding my arm tightly. I could feel his heart beating as a slight tremble ran through his body. "Hold me tight."

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