He's Bewitched by Ryan Field

Author:Ryan Field [Field, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

it had been mauled by a wild animal, and there was no sign of human foul play. They’d

have to do a thorough autopsy in Hyannis to see what really happened, but they were

thinking it could have been a rare case of a violent, rabid raccoon.

The mailman wasn’t too upset about the murder; he didn’t frown once while he

told the story. And he said the town wasn’t going to go into deep mourning because

victim had a long-standing history of fraud, tax evasion and general misconduct. He’d

gone to prison for three years for robbing the local Catholic Church, he’d swindled senior

citizens, and he was a mean alcoholic who’d steal anything to get his next drink. There

were several restraining orders against him involving former landlords and associates. He

had been arrested several times for beating his wife. The last time he beat her, they’d

rushed her to the hospital in Hyannis, where she nearly died.

When the mailman left, Michelle said to Brett, “I’m glad you didn’t run into any

rabid raccoons last night. And I’m glad Rhys is back so you won’t go wandering off in

the middle of the night anymore.”

Brett raised an eyebrow and said, “We’ll see. After the way he disappeared the

other day, then showed up on the back porch like he did, he has a few things to explain.” But when he went to bed that night and Rhys put his arms around him, Brett sank

back into his strong chest and fell asleep. Rhys had slept all day. He’d missed lunch and

dinner and hadn’t even bothered to shower. The faint aroma of horse was still there, but it

wasn’t as strong now and it didn’t stop Brett from closing his eyes and drifting into the

most comfortable sleep he’d had since Rhys disappeared.

When they woke the next morning, Rhys said, “I’m sorry for leaving like I did. I

promise I’ll explain everything. Just give me time.” His arms were still around Brett and

he was gently rubbing his nipples.

Brett didn’t say anything. His eyebrows were pointed down and he was

processing everything that had happened in the last few days. He hadn’t been a saint,

either. He’d already decided he wasn’t going to say anything about the three guys from

Brooklyn and the dick dock. Then he smiled and said, “I can wait. Just promise me one

thing.”

“What’s that?”

“You won’t just disappear like that again,” he said. “We didn’t know what to

think.” He said “we” because he didn’t want Rhys to know how personally devastated

he’d been. He still had his pride.

Rhys kissed the back of his neck and said, “I promise. I won’t do that again. I

panicked about something that I can’t talk about right now, but then realized how stupid I

was.” He squeezed his chest and said, “I can be a real dumb bloke sometimes.”

Brett smiled and reached down to hold Rhys’s penis. He didn’t use British terms

like “bloke” often, and Brett thought it was sexy. But Rhys jerked back and jumped out

of bed. “What’s wrong?” Brett asked. He stared at Rhys’s erection and said, “From the

way that thing looks, you’re ready to bust a nut.

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