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drove him to a yearning he could never control and as well as the
fact, he was more in love with the man then he d ever been. The
separation had served one purpose at least, Reeve swore to
himself, he d never screw up again and realized he couldn t live
without Slade, not truly in a happy manner anyway. He was madly
in love.
* * * *
Slade ran his head under the water, rinsing the shampoo away,
then his body stiffened as Reeve pressed up against his back. He
felt the cowboy s large hands glide over his hips and to his groin
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as the man kissed his shoulders. Slade held his forearms as his
cock was fondled to yet another erection. The sensation of the
heated water combined with the soap residue on his member
was like silk and it enhanced his excitement.
Reeve gently caressed and teased his body to a momentous
pitch. The large man felt Slade s hands lay on top of his and he
smiled, kissing the back of his moist head.  I love you so much,
Slade, he whispered.
His mouth hung open and he gasped as the cowboy slid into
his body again. The man could do nothing except helplessly
moan as Reeve lovingly pounded him into a haze of physical
fulfillment and emotional pleasure. Reeve clutched his body tight
and closed his eyes, kissing the side of Slade s jaw and cheek, as
the steaming spray of water hit the cadet commander s face.
Slade leaned against him and tilted his head back, loudly panting,
then he sputtered in a hoarse excited voice,  God, Reeve, I love
you!
The cowboy smiled, rubbed his soaked cheek on his and slid
a clutch of fingers down to Slade s stiff penis. Slade gripped his
arms, moaning louder as Reeve helped him release in time with
the movement of his hips. The swordsman held the cowboy s
hand as the white fluid left his body. Reeve pulled out and spun
Slade around. He loved to see his face and kiss the man when he
fulfilled his own gratification. Reeve picked Slade up, rested his
body against the wall and pushed his cock back in. The smaller
man clung to his shoulders and wrapped his legs around the
cowboy s waist.
Reeve groaned, pressing his solid, big chest onto Slade,
squeezing his lower body and driving harder. Slade kissed his
lips with strong affection as the large man finally hit his pinnacle.
He lifted Slade up a bit higher and mauled his face and neck as
his body finished its intense rush. As soon as the orgasm was
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over and it dwindled down to a heightened sense of emotional
satisfaction, Slade hugged him tight, thoroughly content and
smiled, placing his head on Reeve s chest.
The cowboy held him and stroked the wet, brown hair.  I ve
missed you.
 I ve missed you, too.
 Yeah, well, are we going to eat sometime tonight or are you
two going to screw non-stop?
Reeve frowned with the sudden intrusion of his brother s
voice and quickly yanked Slade back from the water, growling.
 I m warning you you little shit! If you touch that handle,
you re dead!
Clarence rapped his fingers on the toilet lever.  I m counting,
bro& one& 
Reeve sprang out from the shower stall and Slade quickly
turned the water off.
Clarence laughed his bag off as his older sibling slammed
him into the wall.  Two&  He chuckled.  Hey, bro, relax, all
right, Mom and I are just sick of waiting.
Reeve gripped the scruff of his neck.  Listen, you friggin
turd, don t walk in on me again or I ll kick your ass!
Clarence shielded his head as the cowboy purposely whipped
the long, soaking tendrils of hair across his face.
* * * *
Mrs. Taylor was truly in her element as she set out the massive
platter of turkey. Cooking was her forte. All three men could
scarcely contain the anticipation. The mouth-watering aroma of
the stuffing and steaming gravy filled the atmosphere, making
everyone smile. If the meal tasted half as good as it looked, then
Slade decided he d hire her for Christmas.
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Mrs. Taylor grinned, proud as could be. Before taking a seat,
she held each man s face and kissed his forehead.  I m so glad
we re all here together as a family should be. I ve missed each of
you so much& now, she laid a napkin across her lap,  dig in
and enjoy, boys!
No one asked or even cared where Reeve s father was.
Everyone knew the odds were that he was at the local watering
hole, probably drunker than lord knows what and eating some
soggy fish and chips. Blair wasn t an overly friendly or social
man, and since he d spent his entire married life pickled, no one
bothered with him.
Reeve had no use for his father. Clarence was a touch more
tolerant, but that was only because Reeve took the beatings and
abuse for him as a child. Their mother slept in the spare room
and had for years. She worked and had her own circle of friends.
Thelma and Blair lived completely separate lives. As for Slade, he
only had one articulate conversation with the man and soon as
Blair was made aware of the fact that Slade was a fag and seeing
his son, he never spoke to the swordsman again. Not that Slade
gave a shit. He had the awkward displeasure of breaking up a few
fights between Reeve and his father. The arrangement suited
everyone well and they enjoyed Thanksgiving dinner in relative
peace.
Clarence took a healthy serving of peas and corn. Passing the
bowl on, Reeve was the first to get hold of the platter of turkey
while Slade dumped a scoop of mashed potatoes on his plate and
Mrs. Taylor spread a freshly baked bun with butter.
The cowboy was the first to sample the food, and his
expression said it all. He covered his mouth with the napkin.
 Holy shit, Mom! Satisfied, he grinned, pointing at the food with
his fork.  This is unbelievable.
 Language, love. It is Thanksgiving. She blushed, taking a
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bite of the bun.  But thank you. I m glad you re enjoying it.
Slade avidly nodded.  It is really good, Thelma.
 Oh for crumbs-sake, don t call me that, Slade, honey. Hell,
now I feel real old. Just call me mom. She eyed him and
polished off the last of her wine.  So what s the verdict?
 Verdict? He cut into a slice of turkey.
 She means you two, your relationship. I m a bit curious,
too. Clarence looked at his brother.  Are you going to give it
another shot?
 Hell yeah! Reeve confidently announced.  Why wouldn t
we?
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