desperate legs curled around his waist. A strong swimmer, Gareth kept both of them afloat while they kissed and fondled one another. He waded to shore with Brennar still wrapped around him.
Back in the shallows, Gareth leaned Brennar against the rocks with his legs submerged to mid-thigh. Then he knelt and cupped the alien’s soft blue sac in one hand while he used the other to angle his cock into his mouth.
Yes, he thought as he sucked Brennar all the way back to his throat, they’d definitely been separated too long. As much as he’d enjoyed Izbal, and as satisfying as it had been to bury his hard length inside her, Gareth didn’t think he would ever be able to give up his desire for other males and for this one in particular. Though he did experience a flash of guilt when Brennar arched his back and started to climax with the same breathless abandon as his wife, he reminded himself that in a week he and Brennar would leave the planet together. Izbal, presumably, would remain in the only home she’d ever known. His two relationships existed on two different planes, in two different worlds. There was no rational way, or even a need, to compare or reconcile them.
Brennar’s hands gripped the sides of Gareth’s head and held him in place as he began to buck his hips and wail. A hot bullet of alien cream splashed his tongue. Suddenly a distinctly feminine gasp intruded on the rougher sounds generated by their coupling.
The men looked up, startled.
Gareth’s new bride stood only a few yards away, barefoot and wrapped in a robe of her own. She stared at them in total astonishment.
“Izbal.” In a flash, Gareth was out of the water and crossing the bank toward her.
“I...I was just on my way to bathe,” Izbal said when she recovered her voice. “I thought I would look for you first. However, I see that you did not wish to be found.”
Pivoting, she walked stiffly away while Gareth stood, gaping. Soon the bushes swallowed her up.
By then, Brennar had hurried over and placed a comforting hand on Gareth’s shoulder. With the other, he held out the discarded robe. Gareth held it limply at his side. His eyes still followed Izbal, though she had already disappeared from view.
“I was afraid this would happen,” Brennar said. “I should not have come...should not have interfered.”
“No,” Gareth sighed and slid on his robe. “In a way, I’m glad our relationship’s out in the open. I couldn’t have kept it from her anyway.”
“You care about her. I can tell.”
“Does that bother you?”
“No. I expected as much. Strange as it may seem, it only makes me love you more.”
They paused to embrace before heading back to the dwelling. When they got there, Brennar waited outside while Gareth walked in. He found Izbal, freshly bathed and dressed, changing the bedclothes. She pretended not to see him at first, but he waited in the doorway, watching her tuck and smooth each corner with exquisite care. Finally she flung down her work and turned to face him.
Her voice held no anger or reproach, only surprise and confusion.
“He is the one who holds your heart?” She shook her head in wonder when he nodded. “And to think that I imagined...”
“A woman? Yes, I know. I didn’t contradict you when we spoke about this before. I’m sorry. I just didn’t think you would understand.”
“Love between two men is not unknown in my world, though I cannot say it is encouraged. Nonetheless, we do not judge or punish the participants. The sages tell us it is a fact of nature, just as some flowers grow red and others yellow. I do confess that I could not quite imagine such a thing...until now, of course.”
“My situation is a little different from the one you describe. I can’t say I have a strong preference for other males. I simply don’t deny myself when I feel an attraction toward one. I like females as well. One in particular.”
Gareth approached the bed. She didn’t pull away as he slipped one
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