The Dark Angels: Tied Together (5 page)

Robin’s head rolled back and forth on the cheap hotel pillow but his hands remained locked above his head. He looked like an angel held captive with his hair spilling around his face. His mouth circled in an ‘O’ as he exhaled.

He tried to form words to tell Robin how beautiful he looked, how amazing it felt to be deep inside of him, and how much he loved Robin. But the words didn’t come and would have been inadequate to express the painful love that kept sweeping through his body.

Nonsense sounds filled with pleasure were falling from Robin’s lips. That slender body was pushing up into him making the strokes even deeper. They were both just a few strokes away.

Josh wanted to hold out just a little longer so he could make Robin come with him.

Patiently, Josh moved in and out and up and down Robin’s virgin passage, then finally Robin opened his mouth in a silent scream. The headboard rocked with their thrusts. That tight opening gripped Josh as Robby froze and it pulsed around him as he pumped out his orgasm into Josh’s fist. Josh was so taken by Robin in the chaos of such bliss, he was almost surprised as his body gave into its overwhelming need, his cock milked by Robin’s powerful muscles.

The delicious sensation shot up his spine and out his cock.

It was so good and so complete. His whole body seemed to be racked with shudders as he exploded. Finally, when both were spent, Josh collapsed onto him.

Smiling when he saw Robin was still holding the headboard Josh whispered, “You can let go.”

Biting his lip in embarrassment, as he turned bright red, Robin’s fingers slowly released their death grip on the ugly wood.

His arms wrapped Josh in a loving embrace. Robin adjusted his position to hold Josh in as long as physically possible.

When breathing was almost back to normal, Josh kissed Robin on the mouth. He had to try to convey his feelings, so he cleared his throat and gave it a try. “You are absolutely incredible.

That was...amazing.” Robin opened his eyes and smiled at him.

“Thank you for letting me love you.”

Robin’s heart was in his eyes as he said, “Thank you for loving me. It was beyond everything I ever hoped for...thank you for making it even better than in my books.”

Josh found the blush that rushed up to re-stain Robin’s cheeks adorable. “No one and nothing can take this away from us. This is always ours.” His lips caressed Robin’s, kissing away the future sorrows and trying desperately to hold on to this moment.

Their hands met palms together as their fingers entwined to repeat their oath. “Always. Together. Forever.”

“Hey, you!” A male in his early forties, driving an SUV and sporting a shiny gold wedding ring called out to them.

Josh sighed as he ambled over to the car. “Hi,” he said not knowing what else to say. He hated the way the guy was leering over at Robin.

“How much?”

Josh was told to be careful. Vice was out in full force since it was the beginning of the tourist season. Playing dumb he cocked his head to the side, “How much does what cost, sir?”

The way the guy practically melted in his seat, Josh knew he wasn’t a cop.
Fucking sick perv
! Damn, he felt his skin crawling already. How was he supposed to actually do something with this guy? Touch him, or worse, let Robin touch him.
Maybe if they
touched him together it wouldn’t be as bad.

“Josh!” Robin was calling out to him. Probably trying to stop him from what he was about to do. It wasn’t like there was any other choice!

Josh ignored him until he noticed the pervy guy’s attention was looking past him to Robin. Turning his head, he was just in time to see Robin racing across the street in the opposite direction. Josh didn’t think twice and just ran after him. As his sprint came to an end and he got close enough so he could see why Robin had been calling him.

An elderly man was on the ground and it looked like he was being beaten up by two young guys, maybe a little older than they were. He might have seen them around the skateboard park after dark. Their grubby jackets looked familiar.

Robin wasn’t a tough guy but he jumped in the fray without even thinking about his own well-being. Well, there was no way Josh was letting him get hurt so he joined in. He was better with his fists anyway. Within a minute, after throwing several punches in their faces both guys ran off.

Robin was on the ground helping the old guy up. “Are you okay, mister?” Robin was very concerned for the stranger.

“Oh. Ah. Thank you, son.” The old guy finally made his way vertical.

Robin continued to fuss. “Are you hurt? Can we take you to the hospital, mister?”

The old guy touched Robin’s cheek, and grinned. “No, my dear boy. I dropped down like a rock as soon as they came at me.” He laughed quite pleased with his trickery. The man turned to survey the two of them. “You two didn’t get hurt, did you?”

“Nah, we’re fine.”

Robin picked up his dropped bag and handed it to him.

“Kind of late for you two to be out isn’t it?” The old guy asked as he looked around the streets of Santa Cruz. During the day it was a sweet little town with boutiques and cute restaurants but after dark it could get a bit shady in certain parts.

Josh hated to be treated like a damned kid. He told the old guy, “I’m nineteen. And he’s eighteen.”

The old guy nodded his head and readjusted his hat. “How about you two walk me home and I can get you some ice for your shiner? Then you can have some dinner with me.”

His hand went up to touch his face. “Ow.” Josh hadn’t even realized he got smacked in the eye with a fist.

Moving next to him, Robin looked at him with concern. “Oh, Joshy. You got hurt. Are you okay?”

Trying not to soak up the attention like a sponge, he waved Robin off. “It’s fine. Fine.”

The old guy put a withered hand on his shoulder, and spoke, “I know you’re fine. But how about ice and some dinner?”

Robin’s eyes went big looking at Josh as his stomach growled at the mention of food. He bit his lip as he blushed.

The old man laughed. “I will take that as a ‘yes’. Come on.

I got some hamburger meat.” He started walking towards his home as he explained, “I was going to try to make tacos. I saw it on the cooking show I watch.” He looked at the two of them who had not started following him yet before asking, “Do you like tacos?”

Robin’s stomach growled again. Josh nodded once and looked at Robin. Robin shrugged his shoulders. It went against everything you are taught as a child to go with a stranger but compared to what they were planning on doing with strangers this didn’t seem all that bad. Josh took the guy’s grocery bag and started walking with him.

The old man smiled and said, “You can call me Uncle Leo.

What are your names?”

Josh told him, “Josh and Robin Strider.” The guy nodded with a smile.

The old guy cleaned his glasses and then looked at them both in the bright light. “Twins?”

Josh almost laughed. “No.”

“Brothers?” Uncle Leo asked.

Robin immediately said, “Yes.” Josh bit back his “No.”

The guy shrugged. “It’s dark out. I have bad eyes but you both sort of look alike.”

They walked the old guy home to a small house off the main drag a couple of blocks. It was quiet and nice. So far away from where they had spent the last few weeks. It seemed normal and peaceful.

Uncle Leo dug in his pocket for the keys. His key chain had a light so he could see the lock. Once the door was opened, he waved them in. He flicked on lights as he walked into the kitchen to get some ice for Josh’s eye.

Robin came over to him and tipped his face up. “Let me see.”

Josh tried to pull away. “Come on. I’m fine.”

“Shhh, let your brother see.” Uncle Leo smiled. He rested a hand on his shoulder. “Sometimes, you will find it is easier not to fight the ones that love us. Just give them what they want because we will give it to them eventually anyway.” He chuckled as he shuffled off to the refrigerator. “So why delay?”

Robin giggled. “See. Listen to the wise advice given to you by Uncle Leo.”

Growling in defeat. “Whatever.” But he kept one eye on Uncle Leo. The guy must want something from them.

Robin got a look and Uncle Leo took a gander when Robin seemed overly worried. “Nah, it will be okay, Robin. He needs some ice though.” The old guy winked at Josh letting him know he had helped relax his ‘brother’ so Josh didn’t have to.

Josh stared at him for a moment before mouthing a quick ‘thank you’.

“Now, let’s get dinner together shall we?” Uncle Leo clapped his hands with cheer.

The three men worked together as a team. The younger ones took their direction from the older man who just seemed thrilled with the company.

Josh held the ice bag wrapped in a towel to his face and set the table with his other hand. He watched Robin who was clearly thrilled with how their night was turning out. Robin was so trusting. Josh would remain on high alert waiting for the other shoe to drop ’cause it was bound to happen.
If something’s too good
to be true it usually is…

Robin had made the rice while the man cooked the ground beef with taco mix and seasonings.

“Oh, you use salsa instead of water with the taco mix. That’s are really good idea.” Robin was clearly impressed as if he were going to cook it like that at their next dinner party.

The old guy beamed at the compliment. “That’s how that girl on that show did it. Though she didn’t use a packaged mix.” He gave it a taste. “Mmmm, Robin. It tastes pretty good.” He held out a new tasting spoon.

Robin put it in his mouth. “Yum! That’s awesome, Uncle Leo.” He licked it clean before putting in the sink.

The old radio was on playing a mix of classic rock and new rock. Neither of them commented on the surprising taste of the man’s music. Josh tried not to focus on how Robin’s body swayed to the melody of the song. Robin was just so sexy and totally clueless about the effect it had on Josh.

During dinner the conversation stayed in the realm of small talk. They tried to be vague on their living arrangements but it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know they were without an address. Uncle Leo became quiet and thoughtful for a bit while they finished their meal. He didn’t seem to mind when they agreed to second and even third helpings; he was actually quite pleased there were no leftovers.

After dinner was cleaned up, they stood up to thank the nice old guy. It was time for them to head back out. Since they had eaten maybe they didn’t need to find someone tonight. They could just go back to the skateboard park.

He cleared his throat to speak. “I have a proposal for the two of you.”

Josh jumped in. “Hey, we set the prices. Just cause you gave us dinner doesn’t mean...”

Uncle Leo frowned looking confused then became slightly mortified when he figured out what prices Josh was referring. He quickly cut Josh off by holding up his palm and then he waved for them to follow him.

Robin looked over his shoulder at Josh to shrug like what could it hurt. He followed after Uncle Leo, who was turning on the lights as they went. Uncle Leo was standing in the hallway that led to the bedrooms.

Robin looked closely at the pictures on the walls then pointed to an old photo on the wall.

“Is that you?” Robin asked.

“Yup. 1958.” Uncle Leo pointed to a picture of a lovely woman in a pretty hat. “That there’s my sweet Betsy.” The old guy was immediately choked by unshed tears. “My high school sweetheart and my beautiful bride.”

Robin put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. “How long ago, Uncle Leo?”

Josh was trying to catch up but finally got it.
She’s dead.

Robin was so filled with empathy he knew where people were emotionally in a heartbeat.

“Been almost a year.” Uncle Leo dabbed at the tears that fell from his eyes with the white hanky he pulled from his pants pocket. “We were married over fifty-one years.”

Robin stepped in to hug the old man gently about the shoulders. “I am so sorry, Uncle Leo. She looked like a wonderful woman.”

“Oh Robin, she was the best. She was my best friend, a wonderful wife and a terrific mother.” He shrugged and patted him on the back as he moved back from Robin. “Sometimes, I don’t know how…” Uncle Leo stopped himself and blew his nose.

He got a hold of himself as he walked down the hallway.

Sniffing, he pointed out another picture of a man in a graduation cap. “That’s my boy. He’s a doctor.” He said it with great pride.

“My son is away with Doctors Without Borders. So it’s just me here.”

Moving done the hallway, Uncle Leo swung open the door and showed them a prim looking room with lace curtains, a sewing machine in the corner, bolts of fabric, thread and half finished projects. “Betsy would be put out with me if I didn’t offer you boys
her
sewing room.” Stepping inside, Uncle Leo waved his hands around. “We could fit two twin beds in here and a couple of dressers. You boys would have to use my office for homework or the kitchen table like Sean did when he was your age.”

Robin looked shell shocked but still managed to ask a question. “Sean is your son. The doctor?”

Uncle Leo beamed at the question. “Yes.”

“Why would you do this? You don’t even know us.” Josh needed to figure this guy out. None of this was making sense.

There was no reason for this guy to be so nice.

He smiled at Josh’s reluctance. “Look, I’ve seen you boys around. You aren’t like the others. You are
good
boys.” It was clear he knew how they planned to make their living.

Josh wanted to know. “How do you know? I mean, how can you be sure?”

Uncle Leo petted Josh on the head for a moment just looking at him as if he were much younger than nineteen. “Because I know people. I have been around for a long time. I watch people every day and I can tell the good from the bad.”

Josh twisted his lips as he looked over at Robin who seemed bemused by Uncle Leo’s generous offer. Turning back to Uncle Leo. “What’s the catch?”

“Josh!” Robin gasped at his rudeness.