Alec turned and walked to the fridge. He opened it and scanned the items that were laying inside. He moved things around a bit, as Conner watched him, and then stepped up behind. Conner began to rub Alec's butt with one hand. Alec turned his head and looked at Conner..
Alec moved slowly, putting his legs out, stretching, laying on Conner. Their kiss became more intense. Conner opening himself to Alec, Alec pushing his tongue in past Conner's soft lips. Conner moaned as he knew it was on again.
This chapter is nothing but Conner and Alec, after Conner's return home. Some of you have asked for more of them. I offer this to you and certainly hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
"Yes, sir." Carson said, as he looked across to Dustin. Carson gave him a knowing soft eyed look. They walked in unison over to the bulkhead wall, and set the trunk down next to Captain Powers trunk. "Would you like me to unpack it for you, sir?"
The hot police officer makes his return, but with a promotion. Derrick is suddenly faced with a few more dilemmas at the office, and Conner is finally back, and boy is he. Alec is a happy camper.
"Yes, sir. They were delivered, and I put them away, sir. They are in the window seat, sir." Callum smiled, looking where Carson was pointing. "I made up your bunk, sir, with the new linens. You should be comfortable, sir."
Derrick was undressed and laying on the bed, naked. He watched himself as he grew in length, knowing Ty was coming to him. Derrick looked down and slowly began to finger himself, to rub his hard length with just his fingers, making it harder. The skin was so soft, so irresistible to Derrick
Dustin unwrapped his legs off Callum and set his feet on the floor. He still kept his hands on Callum's shoulders, as their eyes were locked on one another. The smile from Dustin was infectious, and Callum too, was smiling from seeing it, as well as those sparkling wet eyes.
Callum walked out of the large building of the Admiralty, the door was closed by a marine for him. He walked across the smooth stone, past the columns, and down the steps, his hat tucked under his arm. He looked about for Owen, but didn't see him. He wondered if he was still down at the end of the park. Callum started to walk along the cobblestone of the edge of the street.
Owen smiled. He let go of Dustin's hand and walked to the front door, opening it. Callum and Dustin were right behind him. Owen walked out and down the path to the new front gate. They watched as he opened it, walked through, then closed it behind him. A few more steps, and he began to fade away in the darkness as they watched.
Ty was leaning against the wall of the shower, the water was gently cascading down him from the showerhead. He opened his eyes, looking down, seeing his hands on Alec's hips.
With all of the emails I have received, which I thank you for, I am going out there on a limb with this. It's a little lengthy, I know, but I hope you enjoy it.
Callum watched them for a minute, smiling to himself as he stood at the back door. Bockman broke up the huddle, and started pointing out to different areas, sending men to those areas to begin work.
Ty pulled into the lumberyard with the truck and parked. He opened his door and got out. He watched as Alec got out and walked up to him, looking around. Ty smiled out of the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself that Alec had never been here before, this must be all new to him.
Dustin gently wiped the dried blood away from Callum's wounds, rinsing out the cloth in the basin, and then wringing it out, then reapplying it. Callum sat in silence as Dustin continued his ministrations. Dustin took his time and was careful around the stitch points, as they were puffed and swollen.
Yes, boys! I'm back! A little slow, and I'm so sorry between the injury and the job demands, I'm dying here. I wanted to give you this so bad, but it was hard to type with one hand only. So, those of you who have stuck....and waited...and emailed...I love you all, and this is for you. I hope you enjoy it. Dover is still very much underway and the next should out in a few days as well, but for now...here you are.
AHOY, my mates...I humbly offer another bit of Dover to you, all of you (Sorry, I couldn't resist). I have been overwhelmed by the comments and emails from you over this. I am so happy that some of you have taken to this 'sailing yarn' of mine. Please, enjoy, and let me know, as you guide my 'course'. I thank you all.
Morning came to Callum, as he lay there in his soft bed. The room was still, and the wind had ceased overnight. Predawn light was filtering in through the window behind the bed...
It was late afternoon. Callum had been ushered out of the house by Martha. She had told him that she would take care of his uniform for him, giving it a good launder, as she put it.