Chapter 17
"You were amazing," Steven cooed as he ran a hand up and down the length of Daryl's body, rubbing in the sweat and sex of their passions.
"It's been so long... I almost let myself forget what it felt like," Daryl said, his voice exhausted but at ease.
"Enjoying yourself Patrick?" Steven asked, looking down to where his brother was still busy sucking on Daryl's cock.
"I'm almost done," Patrick replied.
"You're not going to get anymore out of me Patrick... you've drained me dry," Daryl chuckled.
"Well I'm not done with you," Steven said, reaching for a bottle of lube, wetting his bare cock with it.
"Steven?" Patrick asked, a little shocked.
"Can I?" Steven asked his brother.
"It's a commitment." Patrick replied.
"It's one I want to make."
"What's going on?" Daryl asked.
"My brother wants to fuck you." Patrick replied.
"Again?"
"This time without a condom." Patrick explained.
"Unless you two gave me something I am very sure I'm clean."
"You are... I had Jessica do some blood work on you while you were sleeping," Steven said.
"So..." Daryl asked confused.
"It's one of our rules..." Patrick started to explain. "Both of us agreed to practice only safe sex with our outside partners and get tested twice a month. Steven wants to change that."
"Why should he? It's a good idea."
"Because of another thing we decided. We're both in love with you Dare... as much as we love each other, something neither of us ever thought would happen," Steven said.
"We've decided to retire from the dating field... let the other men fight over the leftovers. We got our pick of the best selection," Patrick said, as he hugged both of Daryl's thighs.
"You don't have to." Daryl blushed.
"We want to... to prove our commitment to you Dare," Steven said as he rolled Daryl onto his side.
"There's nothing you need to prove. I trust both of you."
"You're right Steven... he does like being difficult." Patrick chuckled as he took the lube from his brother and started rubbing its contents on Daryl's manhood.
"At the same time?" Daryl said, shocked when he realized what the brothers were up to.
"Yes," both of them said.
"Imagine we are just one body making love to you... for we are of one mind when it comes to loving you," Steven whispered into Daryl's ear as he pushed himself inside the man's body.
Chapter 18
"Patrick?" Steven asked when he woke up and Daryl walk naked into the bathroom.
"Yes?" his brother whispered.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome... and thank you."
"What for?" Steven asked, surprised.
"For giving me my first night of sleep without any nightmares."
"You should be thanking Daryl... not me."
"But this would have never had happened without you," Patrick insisted. "Dare doesn't love me like he loves you."
"What? He's crazy about you. You're the one who reminds him of his brother."
"And you're the one who reminds him of Brian," Patrick argued.
"How can you link me to that man?" Steven said, clearly offended. From the bathroom he could hear the sound of running water.
"I don't know how Dare feels about him now but he did love Brian once," Patrick replied. "He loved him a great deal."
"That may be, but I'm sure he loves you more than me." Steven insisted.
"Let's not make this into a contest," Patrick sighed. "Let's just both agree neither of us would be where we are today without the other."
"I can live with that." Steven said. "Dare must be showering."
"What time is it?" Patrick asked.
"Five."
"Oh God... we've married an early bird," Patrick moaned.
"We've not left this bed since eight last night," Steven pointed out.
"I know... my stomach just reminded me."
"Shall we go join Dare in the shower and wash up? Then we can head to nearest coffee shop."
"Sounds like a plan to me," Patrick said, planting a quick kiss on his brother's cheek before jumping out of bed.
Moving much slower, Steven was only halfway to the bathroom when his brother ran out laughing. "Oh my God!"
"What?" Steven asked.
"You've got to see this," Patrick said, pulling his brother inside the steam filled room.
Looking though the hot mist, Steven eyes darted to the open shower door where Daryl was busy washing his hair... his now platinum blond hair.
"Fuck!" Steven swore, bending over in laughter.
"What?" Daryl asked, turning the water off.
"Uhmmm Dare, what bottle did you use?"
"I don't know. I can't read too well without my glasses," Daryl said, looking at the shower floor where at least a half-dozen lay.
"I think he used this one." Steven said, reaching into the shower, picking up a bottle labeled hair bleach.
"Oops," Patrick said nervously.
"Oops is right." Steven said, "You forgot the clean out the shower after you kicked Greg out."
"Did I just do something wrong?" Daryl asked.
"That depends," Steven chuckled.
"I think it looks nice... would look better with a different hair style though," Patrick said as he ran his fingers through Daryl's thick mop of hair.
"That's just adds another item to our list of things to do."
"Will you two please stop talking like I'm not here?" Daryl demanded.
"Fine... but you have to promise to close your eyes first," Steven said, moving so he was now blocking the bathroom mirror.
Taking Patrick's offered hand, Daryl stepped out of the shower, letting himself be guided to the front of the bathroom mirror which Steven had wiped clean.
"Ok... you can open your eyes now," Steven said.
"Oh no..." was Daryl's first reaction.
"It's not that bad... I have a friend who can style it for you." Patrick said.
"Consider this your baptism into the modern era." Steven chuckled.
Chapter 19
Not having any clean clothes on hands, Daryl depended on Patrick doing a few quick bobby pin alterations to give him something to wear since he was a good three inches shorter than the twins. Once dressed, the three went to the closest coffee shop to get a quick bite to eat and to discuss the day's plans.
"You sure you don't want a cup of coffee?" Steven asked Daryl. "It's going to be a long day."
"I'm fine," Daryl replied, taking a quick sip of his orange juice.
"Where are we going first?" Patrick asked, as his hand worked at cutting up a stack of buttermilk pancakes.
"While you two were busy getting dressed, I called Albert. By the time we arrive at his office, everything should be taken cared of."
"Who's Albert?" Daryl asked before stabbing a fork into his breakfast sausage.
"A real estate agent."
"Are we moving?" Daryl asked confused.
"No... but you are."
"Oh... right. Wait a minute. You want me to sell my house?"
"Do you really need to keep it?" Patrick said.
"But you can't sell it." Daryl replied.
"Why not?" Steven asked.
"Because I don't own it... the church holds the deed."
"Then go call them up and tell them you don't need it anymore." Patrick suggested.
"I haven't talked to the Father in years..." Daryl said hesitantly.
"Consider this your chance to give him your two week notice," Steven said as he handed him his cell phone.
"I knew this day would come eventually," Daryl sighed as he took the phone and left the table.
"Do you think he's going to be able to do it?" Patrick asked.
"I don't know," Steven said, his eyes following Daryl as he walked out of the restaurant.
It was not until the sun had cleared the horizon that Daryl came back. "It's done."
"Father... there's a call for you." A dark suited man whispered in the barely lit bedroom.
Waking up slowly, Brian untangled himself from the body of the man sharing his bed, taking the offered cell phone. "Hello?"
"Father..." a strong baritone voice replied.
"Mayor Gamble."
"Daryl called."
"What!" Brian jumped.
"Daryl called your office but as you are not here the call was redirected to me."
"What did he say... is he coming home?" Brian demanded.
"No... he called to say he was moving out of the house the church purchased for him. He wants us to sell it and give the money to charity."
"Do it." Brian said.
"But..." the mayor protested.
"I'm not in a mood for an argument. Now give me the number Daryl used to call you."
Once he had scribbled it down, Brian ended the call, quickly pushing the phone number into the cell phone.
Hello all you readers out there. i do hope you're enjoying the read so far. All chapters of Love in Passing can be found on the yahoo group as well as a collection of other stories by me and other writers. The Centurion and The Academy are still for sale on Amazon... on sale in fact on Amazon Canada though the books are not in stock there yet so if you like romantic gay scifi think about picking up a book or two. Children of Mir is now in it's complete form on the yahoo site but won't be up forever. It's right now in the revision stage before being sent of to the publishers for final approval after which it will have to be taken down per copy right rules like The Centurion did.
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