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Epilogue

Jaygon stood on his front door step as Rico pulled the Caddy up into the wide driveway between a BMW and a Porsche 911. Jaygon's smile was one of relief when Sonny climbed out of the car. "Hey, am I glad to see you walking around." Sonny grinned at him, ridiculously pleased to see their friend. Somehow being with Jaygon and Elliott was easy. Maybe because they knew, because they didn't have to pretend that nothing was happening between them.

"I promise you, this one is for real." Sonny nodded, smiling across at his partner.
"We believe you, Jay."
They stepped into the house. "You look a lot better than the last time I saw you, Sonny."
Crockett shrugged. "I get back to work on Monday, back to real work after another week."
They stopped just before the lounge door. "I'm sorry, Sonny."
"It wasn't your fault. They didn't know Fyire had invited us through you. It's over, I'm fine. Forget it." Jaygon hesitated, but finally nodded, and led them through to where they were staging the exhibition.

There were a few other people, couples straight and gay, women with long legs and short dresses. Sonny and Rico took up glasses of champagne and looked around the paintings and prints. Once again, Sonny came up on the print he had seen on the 'Priscilla' and at the 'Life Slice'. Rico crossed to where he stood, loosely hanging his arm around Sonny's waist. Sonny looked at him and smiled, moving to put his own arm around Rico. He didn't know why, it was comfortable. It felt right. Sonny thought he could feel Jaygon's smile lighting his back.

"You really like this one, don't you?"
Sonny shook his head. "I don't know. I don't have anywhere to hang it."
Rico thought about it. "Maybe... it would look good in my bedroom."
Sonny's eyes widened. "You're kidding?" Rico shook his head.
"Being as you might be spending... a certain amount of time in there in the future." Sonny smiled, still convinced Rico was winding him up.

Tubbs leaned back and motioned Jaygon over. He indicated the print. "How much?"
Jaygon smiled. "Framed?" Rico nodded. "To you, let's say.... a hundred?"
Rico grinned. "Deal." He turned to an open-mouthed Crockett. "Call it your birthday present, for the many times I've forgotten."
"You can't...."
"Why not? You like it. It'll grow on me."

They spent another hour at the party, chatting to Jaygon and Elliott. Just before they left, taking the framed print with them, Rico asked their hosts to join them for a barbecue that evening. He didn't see his partner roll his eyes. The best laid plans....

*

Rico straightened the frame, shifting back on his knees on the bed to see if had it right that time. He had asked a couple of the women at the exhibition what they thought of it. They'd said it was erotic and that it did turn them on. Rico wasn't sure what he thought of it.

Sonny had gone out, muttering something about cocktails, leaving Rico to check the supplies for the barbecue.

Rico had mixed a vague fruit and vodka punch by the time Sonny returned carrying a brown bag full of fruit. Under Rico's questioning gaze, Sonny cut some slices of water melon and apple and laid them out on a large plate. He held it in one hand and beckoned Rico to follow with the other. Putting down his glass - thinking that maybe he'd added a little too much vodka - Rico followed his partner into the lounge and up the spiral stairs to the bedroom.

Sonny was definitely up to something, but Rico couldn't work out what. The blond put the plate down on to the floor by the bed and started to unfasten his shirt. Rico watched, unable to take his eyes from the body that was slowly being revealed before his eyes.

Crockett stripped, moving slowly to his own rhythm, before taking Rico's hand and drawing him forward; Rico moaned in longing when Sonny kissed him. Pulling back, Sonny opened Rico's shirt, pushing it off his broad shoulders to pool on the carpet. He couldn't resist grinning at his lover, as Rico's surprised smile split his face. "What are you doing, Sonny?"
"Isn't that obvious?" He lowered himself, unfastening his partner's trousers as he went, pulling them down with him. He knelt, his face level with Rico's already hardened cock.

Licking his lips, Sonny took his lover into his mouth, loving Rico's sounds, loving his weight on his tongue. "Sonny...." Rico's fingers curled in his soft hair, not forcing him, just touching him. "God, Sonny... that's so good."
Crockett worked Rico a little longer, and then sat back on his heels and pushed his partner back to the bed. "Lie down." Rico did as he was told, lying on his back, watching his gorgeous lover.

Sonny knelt up on the bed next to his dark partner, taking up one of the melon slices from the plate on the floor. Leaning down, he again kissed Rico's mouth, letting his partner taste his own musk on Sonny's tongue. Rico arched up to meet his body, but Sonny smiled and pulled back. "You have to be patient."
Holding the end of the slice of fruit in his fingers, he touched the other end to Rico's throat and drew it down slowly down his body. Rico shivered as the cold fruit was touched to his left nipple. Sonny circled the hard bud with the fruit, before bending his head and tonguing the juice from the path.

Rico groaned, pushing up into his lover's skilful mouth. But Sonny's mouth left his chest. The cold melon hardened the right nipple too, followed by Sonny's mouth and teeth. Rico pushed up, silently begging for more. No one else had ever been able to reduce him to this desperate state.

But Sonny was going to make him wait. He sat back up, not taking the fruit from Rico's chest, tracing a wet path down over the dark stomach, then licking the juice from the hot skin. Teasingly, he dipped the melon into Rico's navel, following it with his tongue, sucking up the drops of liquid that had fallen. Rico moaned hotly, grasping for Sonny just as he moved out of reach.

Parting Rico's legs with no resistance, Sonny locked his eyes with Rico's and slipped the melon slice between his own lips, sucking on it, pulling it back out slightly before taking it in all the way and biting down gently before swallowing. Rico let out the breath he'd been holding.

Sonny bent down and fetched another slice from the plate. Smiling wickedly, Crockett traced the creases of Rico's thighs, again following the pooling of fruit juice on his flesh. He drew wet patterns on the insides of the dark thighs, lapping up the cold liquid. Rico was trembling slightly beneath him, moaning his name as Sonny worked his way down one long leg and up the other.

Rico tried to direct his partner's head to more intimate exploration.
"Hey, slow down there." Crockett took the fruit between his lips, holding it in his teeth, and rose up on all fours, moving up Rico's body until he could bend his head and look into the painfully intense copper gaze. Sonny grinned around the melon, touching the moist fruit to Rico's lips. Rico opened his mouth slightly, allowing the slice to slide between his lips until Sonny's mouth was on his. Their tongues slide over one another as the sweet tasting liquid filled their mouths. Rico reached up, his arms wrapping around his lover's body, pulling it down to blanket his own. Sonny went, deepening the kiss, hands either side of his partner's head, tangling the curls.

Crockett finally broke the contact, nibbling Rico's bottom lip before rising up again and moving back down, reaching for another slice of melon as he went. Settling himself between his lover's powerful thighs, Sonny grinned ferally from behind Rico's straining erection. "Sonny, love...." Rico's words were cut off when his partner drew a line with the tip of the melon slice, from the base of his glans down his long, thick cock. Rico tensed, initially trying to pull back from the cold, then pushing forward, asking silently for more. Sonny started to draw intimate patterns on the rock-hard shaft, mapping lines of sweet moisture on the dark skin. When he added his tongue to the living canvas, Rico tipped his head back and growled, long and low.

Sonny continued downwards, coating the heavy testicles in the fruit juice before lapping it off. Rico's moans were coming almost continuously, encouraging his lover. Lying on his stomach, Sonny reached down and found Rico's left foot. Pushing gently, he persuaded his partner to bend his knee. Doing the same with his other leg, he gave himself better access, while appreciating the vulnerable position he had put his lover into.

Neither of them were submissive characters, neither liked to be dominated. Yet they were getting used to giving and taking when they were in bed together. Sonny kissed the sensitive skin between Rico's thighs and balls, either side of his genitals. Slowly, he drew the melon over the underside of the dark sac and down, pushing between the start of Rico's buttocks. Rico shivered deliciously, lifting his ass for Sonny. Crockett smiled softly. "Slut," he murmured affectionately. Tubbs hummed in reply, happy to give Sonny whatever he wanted.

Leaning in, Sonny licked his partner's cock while his fingers opened the firm flesh of Rico's buttocks, finding his tight sphincter. Rico squirmed under Sonny's ministrations, and then a sharp gasp escaped his lips as his lover pushed the end of the fruit slice into his anus. The intimate muscle gave in easily to the moist invader, and despite himself, Rico pushed down onto the melon, feeling the coldness as he was opened.

Once the fruit was half way into his lover's body, into a channel which Sonny knew the delights of, he pulled back slightly. "Turn over, Rico," he whispered, sitting up and drawing Rico's ankles back down.
"Sonny...." The southern-tinted New York accent was heated.
"You can do it. For me."
Feeling nothing but the melon inside him, Rico brought one leg up and turned onto his stomach. The warming fruit holding him open was almost unbearably erotic. Hoping to urge Sonny on, Rico wiggled his high butt, opening his thighs again. Sonny knelt back between them and leaned down. He kissed both dark cheeks, nipping the firm flesh. Then he grasped the end of the slice in his teeth and drew it out of Rico's body with agonising slowness. "Oh, God, Sonny...."
Still holding the fruit between his teeth, Sonny used his fingers to hold his lover's buttocks open, and moved the slice up, and then back down the length of his cleft. Rico moved up on his knees, pushing himself closer to his partner.

Sonny swallowed the fruit in one, replacing it with his tongue on Rico's body. He licked and tongued his way over the gorgeous ass, up the graceful spine to his partner's neck. Rico moaned when he felt his lover's sweat-slicked body cover his own. Sonny's mouth was working magic across his shoulders, his hands working down his arms until he stretched them out, one either side of them. Sonny pushed his fingers in between Rico's and linked them, pulling his arms gently, stretching the muscles there.

Rico could feel the full body massage that his partner was giving him. Nothing had ever felt so sensual. "Sonny, please...."
"Not yet." Sonny's hands left his and worked back up the arms, and then down over his sides to his hips. "This getting too much for you, Rico?"
"Too hot, man. I've... never been able to take this Miami heat." Sonny chuckled at Rico's breathless joke.

"I love driving you wild."

Leaning down again to the plate, Sonny took up a thick slice of apple and set it between his teeth. He returned to his assault on Rico's ass, pushing the fruit between his buttocks and sliding it down his crack to the closed, puckered muscle of his anus. Rico groaned as he felt himself being pushed open, yelling a sharp obscenity when the awkward shape penetrated him. "Fuck, Sonny!"
"Say the word and I'll stop." The soft voice flowed over him, soothing him even as Sonny's teeth took hold of the apple once again and pushed it further inside Rico's body. "You're so gorgeous, so beautiful. I love you so much, Rico."
Sonny kissed the skin pulled taut by the object in Rico's anus. Again he took the apple in his teeth and slowly drew it out before pushing back in. He flicked his tongue out, licking the open sphincter, soothing it even as it tried to expel the invader.

Rico was going crazy, the heart stopping pain soothed by the opposite, intense pleasure. Sonny's loving care was making him nuts. He wanted to pleasure his partner, show him how exquisite the sensations could be. But Sonny was running the show at the moment; the most erotic show Rico had ever been a part of. A tiny part of his mind wondered what books his partner had been reading during his time off.

Suddenly, Sonny smacked his butt playfully. "Sit up." Rico cast a hesitant glance in his partner's direction. "You can do it. I want you to kneel up for me."
Slowly, carefully, Rico did as he was told. The apple was harder, less forgiving than the melon. He knelt before Sonny, watching as his lover leaned down again to the plate. But this time, he reached under the bed. When he sat up, Rico saw he was holding the black rubber dildo that Jaygon and Elliott had given to them. So *that* was what Sonny had been reading. Rico smiled.
"How long have you been planning this?"
Sonny kissed him to shut him up, reaching around to his ass as he did. The position opened Rico wide, and Sonny drew the apple out easily, dropped it to the floor. "Think you can take this?" he asked, part teasing, part concerned.
"I took you." Just the thought made him hot, and Rico jumped Sonny, clasping his head and attacking his mouth. "I want it, Sonny."
Reaching back under the bed, Sonny brought out the lubricant that had also been a gift, and opened the jar. He coated his fingers, rubbing them up and down the length of the dildo before reaching around to play with Rico's anus.

Finally, the thick head of the sex toy was against the slick entrance to Rico's body. Rico's hands grasped Sonny's thighs, his copper gaze begging him to do it. After being filled by Sonny in the shower, he thought it was a sensation he would never get enough of. He felt Sonny push, and the moulded glans popped inside him. The shock lit up his brain, but he pushed back nonetheless, covering his lover's hand with his own, and pushing the artificial cock deep inside his own bowels. It seemed to go in forever, seemed impossible that he could be opened so completely. The agony was white hot up his spine and his muscles worked to push the invader out. But he and Sonny held it in.

Rico found Sonny's mouth blindly with his own and thrust his tongue between his lips. Sonny recognized the need, the act Rico was trying to mimic. He took his lover's hand from the dildo, and brought it around, dipping the dark fingers into the jar of lubricant. "Prepare me," he whispered into Rico's ear. "You're huge, Partner. I need to be ready."
Rico didn't move. Instead he stared steadily into his lover's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Sonny smiled openly. "Jeez, Rico, after all this? I'm sure."
Rico needed no more encouragement. Sonny's position mirrored his own, opening the white ass to his fingers. Sonny's own hands were back at the base of the dildo, playing with it, moving it inside him, around, up and down, every tiny movement lighting sparks behind his eyes. His cock was aching for attention, battling with Sonny's in the small space between them.

Sonny felt Rico playing with his ass, and had to deliberately relax. After all the play he'd done with Rico, he had thought himself ready for this. But the first touch had made him flinch slightly. His partner had taken the dildo, but Rico was comparable in size. "Sonny?"

He didn't think. He lay back, raising his legs to Rico's shoulders, reaching for his partner even as Rico shifted closer and lifted Sonny's hips. Every move he made caused the dildo to rub against his prostate. He wanted to scream, but first he wanted to bury himself to the hilt in his lover's body and work out all the sexual tension building up within him.

Sonny was watching him with wide eyes. "Relax." Rico put his cock against Sonny anus and pushed hard. Crockett yelled out as he was torn apart. His breathing quickened, his heart pounding. Rico was still pushing into him, spearing him, penetrating until he was in to the hilt. Sonny grasped at his partner's arms as hard and tight as his internal muscles were clenching his dick. "Relax, Sonny, please...." The pressure on Rico's cock was more than he could stand. Surprised, Sonny relaxed, breathing deeply and releasing Rico.

The black man pulled out, and pushed back inside slowly, crying out as Sonny pulsed around him and the dildo worked inside him. The double sensations permeated his brain, concentrating his entire being on his cock and ass. He thrust into Crockett, needing it to end, wishing it would last forever. Sonny was crying his name out, over and over, his head thrown back over the end of the bed. The sight of his partner lying naked, sweating and vulnerable before him pushed Rico toward orgasm. The sounds of Sonny out of control because of him, seeing his own cock pumping in and out of Sonny's ass, feeling the inanimate object against his prostate... he screamed, his dick growing larger deep in Sonny's body before he came.

Sonny lifted his head for a moment, forcing his eyes open, watching Rico for a few precious moments. His partner's skin was slick with sweat, his balls were pounding Sonny's ass, his cock attacking Sonny's prostate without mercy. New sensations one and all. Sonny could only hang on and enjoy the ride. Enjoy.... It was more than he'd ever experienced. He found his thoughts were being wiped clear with each one of Rico's thrusts. He dropped his head back, heard Rico's scream and a moment later joined it with his own as Rico grew within him. The pain jolted through him anew, followed by the most exquisite pleasure as his insides were flooded with his partner's semen. He didn't need anything more. Rico wasn't even touching his cock, yet he still came with amazing force, hitting his partner's chest as Rico leaned over him.

Rico tried to pull out of Sonny gently, before his knees gave way and his legs collapsed. As he fell to his side, he felt Sonny force himself to sit up. Rico lifted his thigh, thankful when his lover gently removed the dildo from his ass and dumped it onto the floor. Sonny rolled onto his side and wrapped Rico in his arms, chest pressed to the dark back. Exhausted, Rico hugged his partner's arms, settling back into the embrace. "Jeez, Sonny.... Where d'you learn all that?"
Sonny kissed Rico's back, smiling. "The book that Jay gave us."
"I thought so...." Rico turned in Sonny's arms, and stole a longer, deeper kiss. "You're a very fast learner."
"Well I was going to make a night of it before someone invited some friends over for a few drinks."
Rico groaned. "I'm sorry.... Why didn't you say anything?"
Sonny shrugged. "Hey, it wasn't important."

Rico looked at Sonny, unbelieving. "Sonny... you're the most important thing in my life. This was one of the most important afternoons of my life."
"Rico...." Sonny kissed his lover again, moving closer to wind his arms around his partner, drape his thigh over Rico's. Whatever had happened between them, they both knew then that it was more just sex, more than just an affair. And they would deal with it, as they'd dealt with everything else that life had thrown at them.

*

Rico started the barbecue, letting Sonny add a little more fruit juice to the punch.
"Are we going to tell Jay we used one of the suggestions in his book?" Rico teased from the patio. A minute later Sonny had slipped an ice-cube down his back.

They ate, drank, enjoyed the sun, and the sunset. Jaygon had bought a few bottles and cartons which he mixed together, refusing to tell anyone the secret recipe. He promised it was legal. It tasted better than Rico and Sonny's attempt.

The exhibition had gone very well, financing a holiday in Paris for the two of them the following month. Jaygon said he had always wanted to go to Paris.
"Your purchase raised a few eyebrows," Jaygon told Rico, smiling.
"Really?"
"One or two of our friends wanted to know who you were, whether you would be interested in other such... material." Sonny laughed. "I told them you were private buyers, strictly one-offs for rich clients. I thought it would mingle with your covers." Rico nodded. They'd been art dealers before. And with a small amount of success. "Have you hung it?"
Sonny pointed up the wrought iron spiral stairs. "In the bedroom. Rico thought the decoration could do with a little spice."
Elliott smiled knowingly. "I'm glad we could help bring that spice into your lives."
Rico glanced at his lover. "You have no idea."

*

Against Rico's bedroom wall leaned a painting of them, standing on the rocks, the back of their hands touching. A special moment between them, captured forever in the beauty of the gentle water colours. And by a telepathy that had always linked their souls.

fin

end part one

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