The group had just a few more days left in Venice: two full ones, and then they would leave very early the next morning. They had booked two water taxis to get to the airport, and Richard had already arranged for the not insubstantial amount of luggage from the trip, to be shipped separately.
He and davey had gotten back to their hotel room after another day sight seeing - this time including the weird and wonderful cemetary island Isola di San Michele. Burial in Venice is not permitted, and all burials are done on an island dedicated solely to that purpose. For Carla, the visit was a must. Paul and Sam stayed behind, looking for a soccer game to watch, and they found one at the university. Now, everyone was back.
On the way back to the hotel, the normally frugal davey had done more shopping, this time for an intensely pink shirt that he fell in love with. He was in the bathroom, trying it on, while Richard caught up on emails from home.
"OH GOODNESS. Davey, I'll have to share this tonight. Travis has asked when we're getting back. He wants to pick us up." Richard looked up from his laptop. "He says he has a very big surprise for us."
"REALLY? Well, with Travis, that can be anything from a new hair color to..... SIR, do you think he got married?" Richard laughed "TRAVIS? I think that's about as likely to happen as me going on a date with some college girl." "Maybe we should make a bet Sir: winner picks what we do in bed for a week?" Again Richard laughed. "What kind of bet is that? We'll both pick the same thing."
Davey came out of the bathroom, in his new shirt. "I think I'm going to have to add some miles to my running Sir. This shirt SHOULD fit me... loosely. But..." Indeed, the shirt was snug. "I think it looks fine on you davey. Fits you nicely." Davey laughed. "RICHARD. I used to have a runner's body. Now I have a DAD body." "Well, you ARE going to be a DAD." Davey began to look at him archly. "SIR. You're not getting it! I'm gonna be so slow." Richard got up and walked behind davey. "Hmmm. Your ass is still as pretty as it was. " Then he surprised davey by taking him in a bear hug. "And if you're slower, it's harder to get away from me." He ran his tongue over davey's ear. Davey moaned. "When have I ever tried to get away from you Sir?" As Richard began nibbling his ear, he swooned "OH GOD. You know what that does to me." Richard whispered "You tried to get away from me for 20 years. But now... I"ve GOT you, and I'm not giving you up." He let davey's arms out of the bear hug, but only so he could dig his fingers into davey's ribs. "STAPP. STAPP. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I didn't know you were looking for me. STAPP. " Richard picked davey up off the floor and tossed him on the bed. Davey smiled, and moved his neck to the side, so Richard could nestle in. "Dad body, runner body, I don't care.." He arched and kissed davey. "And you SHOULD have a dad body. You're gonna be a dad, young man." "Will you still love me if I lose my hair and get REALLY fat, Sir?" Richard looked at him. "No, but you won't. " Then he began tickling davey REALLY hard. "Because Carla'll feed you the way she feeds ME, and your hair is never gonna thin out.'" "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. GOD. PLEASE DON'T DO MY FEET TOO SIR. DON'T.' "Nah. I'm just gonna do your lips." He kissed davey, "And then your ass. I want that sweet running daddy ass."
"MMMM. Take me topman. Take me. " Richard slid down his pants, and put his cock in front of davey's mouth. Both of them knew, without saying it, that tomorrow, things would be too tight for any kind of love making, and the next day, with the flight taking so many hours... This was their last love making for a few days . They were going to make the most of it. "
"We have anything to tie me down, Sir?" davey asked. "Hmmm. Mind some of my socks?" "Save one for my mouth. " Harris laughed as he tied both of davey's wrists to the bed, and then rolled up a sock to put in his mouth. Then he got to work. He nibbled on davey's nips, before he began licking his whole, sweaty torso. He whispered. "I love this body. Man body, runners body, dad body, davey body. I love it all." MMMPH MMMPHMMMPH." davey's sounds were like a lamb's, as Harris just devoured him. "Here in Venice, I like to think of you as veal rather than lamb davey boy. But mostly, I just like to think of you as HOT." He pulled off davey's pants, and began fingering his butt. As much as davey liked getting fucked, he liked this part of it better. His moans were almost like a lion - the lion of Venice, purring - as Harris' experienced fingers opened him up, and stroked his balls. Davey was hard. His cockn was pinker than his shirt. Harris stroked it, pumping up and down on it.
"Wonder how much juice I'm gonna get from this piece of fruit. But let me make sure the shirt is out of the way. Let's not spoil it on first use." He pushed davey's opened shirt to the side, and began jerking him. When davey was as hard as he thought he could get, he took some of the pre-cum, rubbed it on his own hard cock, and slid into davey.
As davey moaned, Harris growled. "I know I say this a lot, but I mean it: waiting 20 years, was worth it. It was SO FUCKING WORTH IT" He tried to prolong their love making, but he couldn't. When davey had walked out of that bathroom, in that beautiful shirt, Harris was filled with a hunger he couldn't control. Getting davey to shoot, with his sock in his mouth, was just gravy.
He pulled the sock out of davey's mouth, and as he moved to the bed post, davey begged him "Please don't untie me Sir. Strip for me. Let me see my man's dad body. Let me see you all at once, in the light, in that BEAUTIFUL Venetian sun. I wanna remember that. A picture in my mind. Nothing on the phone. NO. Just for me."
Richard had felt many things during the time with davey. He had never felt , well, flattered. He smiled, and without putting any "camp" into it, just stripped very slowly. No posing, no nothing, just an honest undressing. And a slow walk to his bound husband.
"How was that sweet man." Then he kissed him. "Oh Sir. If you knew, if you only knew, how your body just drives me crazy. How I just want it on top of me, in me, beside me. I just don't want to be away from you. " "And you won't be davey boy. Davey dad. davey man." Richard lay on top of him as they took the short nap before dinner that had become standard while they were here.
"Hugging you when I sleep Sir, is wonderful. But this.. OH MAN. I'm in heaven." Davey thought Richard heard. He always fell asleep quickly and this was no exception. Davey, bound as he was, followed him into dream land pretty quickly.
Anyone who has been on an extended vacation knows about that feeling, as the vacaton is ending, when you're trying not to be sad, and trying to hold onto everything good that happened. That was the atmosphere at the little family's dinner that night. Carla had everyone amused by modeling a pair of sun glasses she had splurged on during the day.
"I can't really believe I spend 100 Euros on these . REALLY? It's never THAT sunny at home, and.." Davey looked at her "Carla, wear them for me. Maybe if we have a chance we'll look tomorrow and I'll get a matching set. We can walk through downtown like two jetsetters." Davey wore athletic sunglasses when he ran and coached. Designer sunglasses were something that didn't "fit" his personality, but everyone else at that table had the sense that the davey who was coming back, was not the davey who had left.
"davey dad, your girls should be along soon shouldn't they?" Paul asked. "I can't wait to see my new sisters." "This boy is becoming a man, and a fine one," Richard thought. "He's trying to push things to what we're looking forward to. And people won't see the trick because, well, it's Paul." Davey smiled. "I know. I'm dying to see the kids. I check every day to see if there's any progress. They tell me "things are happening the way they should be. Just relax Mr. Cannon." Richard laughed "which is the WORST thing they can tell you, isn't it?" Davey put his chin on his hand. "Pretty much, Sir. Pretty much." "Stop worrying if you can, Davey. You're going to have two, lovely daughters," Carla added."It's about time I wasn't the only one in the house with two X chromosomes."
And so it went, through the night. At one point, Mikel, who had been very quiet throughout the trip, came over and whispered something into davey's ear. Davey smiled and shook his head. He wasn't giving anything away.
"OOOH. Venice is the city of intrigue. " Richard turned to Paul and smiled. "I think we may have to take these two off and interrogate them for the truth" "Sounds like fun to me. " He looked at Mike. "I haven't.." "DON'T SAY IT AT THE TABLE," Carla began laughing. They had finished up their dessert, and Richard suggested maybe a walk around the city. As couples. And off they went. And as he and davey wandered off, arm in arm, davey asked him "Do you think things happen for a reason Sir?" "I do. I do indeed." "Any idea what the reason was that it took us 20 years to reconnect." A deep sigh from Richard. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe we had to grow so that it could work, maybe it was to test us to see if it was something that could work. I don't know." He stopped and smiled at davey. "You know, love, some time ago you lamented the loss of 20 years. I have to think of it another way. I have to think of it as happening at a time when we could really know what we wanted, and focus on US, and not other things. " They were passing one of the fountains in the city, and davey gestured to sit down. "Can we just look at the moon, Sir? And the stars. Like we do at home." "OF COURSE. It's a great idea." As they sat there, and just breathed, davey said "you know, one of the things that has very much been on my mind, Sir. " He clutched Richard's hand. "That's the same moon we see at home. It's the same stars. Yet, they look different. You wouldn't think they're the same ." He paused. "I don't know what to make of it, but I just keep on thinking, "they're the same but not the same." Richard pulled davey closer. "And you know, it's the same about us, davey. You're not the same person here as you are at home, by any stretch of the imagination . In many ways, you belong there. " He paused. "But you belong at home, too. We both do. " Davey stared at him. "Can we come back Sir? Just us." "OF COURSE we can. As soon as the schedules permit, we'll come back. Just us. You and me. Here, or somewhere else in Italy, or both, or somewhere else.. As soon as we can." "I love you Richard. If we weren't already married, I'd propose to you right now." Richard smiled. "And I'd accept." davey rubbed the back of Richard's neck. "How much of a different person are you Sir?" "Hmmm. Well. " "I have a specific question. Are you different enough to make love twice in five hours?" Richard laughed "OH, that's not a different me when it comes to you." An grin came across davey's face. "You're gonna have to prove that."
When they got back to the hotel, Richard proved he could. And davey felt it most of the next morning.