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tasted and teased, flicking over Tyler’s teeth, demanding an answer.
    Who am I kidding? He could never resist Tom when he took control like that. He softly moaned into Tom’s mouth and ground his hips against him, their cocks rubbing together. Tom’s free hand slipped between them, grabbing both their cocks and slowly stroking even as his tongue still teased and tormented Tyler’s.
    Tyler’s eyes dropped closed as his passion took over. Tom’s hand, warm and deliciously squeezing, worked up and down their shafts.
    “That’s it, buddy,” Tom said. “We’ll do it quick and dirty and we’ll both sleep better. You just let me take care of everything.” Tyler felt him reach back. Then a moment later came the sensation of him drizzling lube over their cocks.
    Tyler softly moaned at the increased pleasure as Tom fisted both their cocks and stroked harder, faster.
    Tom hooked his free arm under Tyler’s neck and around his shoulders, holding him tightly. Tyler couldn’t help but rock his hips in time with Tom’s strokes.
    “That’s it,” Tom said. “You’re gonna come real hard for me.” Tom covered Tyler’s mouth with his, giving no quarter, taking what he wanted.
    Tyler knew he wouldn’t last long like this, not with the insistent way Tom’s hand milked their cocks together.
    As Tom hugged him tighter still, Tyler felt the freedom to let go to his lover. When Tyler felt his balls draw up tight, he knew he was close.
    “That’s it. I can feel how close you are,” Tom said. “Come hard for me.” Tom stroked harder, faster, his own cock hot, living steel pressed against Tyler’s shaft as he fucked Tyler’s mouth with his tongue.
    Without even trying to hold back, Tyler felt his juices explode up through his cock. Tom’s moans answered his as he felt the other man’s cock pulse and throb against him, their cum coating both of their bodies. His hand fell still and his tongue changed from invasive to gentle explorations. As they caught their breath, Tom’s other hand slid up Tyler’s back and fisted in his hair.
    Tom lifted his mouth from Tyler’s. “Cleanup time, buddy,” he whispered. “Who’s my good boy?”
    Tyler opened his mouth wide, moaning softly as Tom’s fingers slid between his lips. He eagerly sucked, smiling inwardly that Tom had used the edible blueberry-flavored lube. He spent long, satisfying minutes licking his hand clean before sitting up and pushing Tom back so he could lick their mixed seed off his lover’s belly.
    Tom stroked Tyler’s hair. “Such a good boy,” he whispered.
    Tyler crawled up the bed and kissed him. “Thank you, Sir.” After a quick trip to the bathroom for a dry towel and a warm, wet washcloth, he cleaned up, wiped down Tom, then curled back in bed with him.
    Tom slung an arm around him. “Think you can sleep now?” His voice already sounded drowsy, drifting.
    “I’m sure I will, love.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Even with Harley’s comforting warmth snuggled in bed with her, Nevvie got little sleep. She turned the Weather Channel on again and couldn’t help watching Edgar’s inexorable progress toward Tampa. Before dawn arrived, she walked Harley, started a pot of coffee, and took a mug into the living room to watch the weather on the big TV.
    Laurie walked out in her pj’s. Without a word, she curled up on the couch with Nevvie. She hugged Harley to her chest while Nevvie hugged Laurie to hers.
    Nevvie had vowed she wouldn’t spend the whole day watching and worrying, but she couldn’t help it.
     
    * * * *
     
    The power went out a little after 5:00 a.m. Friday morning and didn’t come back on. Tom waited, counting, then relaxing when the whole-house genny eventually kicked in and took over. He sat up and got out of bed and, with John’s help, started walking around the house, unplugging everything that didn’t need to be plugged in. The less drain on the genny, the longer the propane would last.
    “Is the cable still on?” Tom asked