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.“Well, compared to me.” Derrick shrugged and picked up a big, orange, elongated globe.“This one is pretty smooth.”“That does look good.Help me find one that has some interesting lumps.I have an idea for a witch that looks like Curtis but with warts.”Derrick cracked up.“I cannot wait to see the look on his face when he finds out it’s him.I’ll get us a wheelbarrow.I think we’re going to need lots of practice.”An hour later, they paid for their nine pumpkins and sixteen small gourds.Neither of them wanted to limit their choices at that point.That and they were having too much fun picking them out.At a store behind the ticket booth, they spent an exorbitant amount of money on autumn foods like fresh pressed apple cider and pumpkin bread.With anyone else, Nigel would think the food would last several months.With Derrick, the food would probably be consumed within several days.Just thinking about his lover eating all of that had Nigel hot and bothered.At the car, they wiped themselves and Tibbs down as best they could.Soon they were in the Prius and heading back toward Seattle.They stopped at Marymoor Park in Issaquah to let Tibbs run around the huge off-leash dog area.Derrick loved to watch all the dogs romp around.Nigel loved to watch Derrick.It was a win/win situation, and worth putting up with Tibbs’s legs getting muddy again.Nigel tried to rub the gunk off, but this time gave up.Dogs got dirty, and he loved Tibbs.He could put up with a little muck.They finally just drove to the other side of the park where the picnic area was.“How many people were you expecting?” Nigel watched Derrick unloading the lunch he had packed.A large bag of grapes joined a pile of sandwiches, chips, three different kinds of salad, two desserts, and several jugs of various drinks.“Too much?” Derrick surveyed the spread.Nigel laughed.“For me, yeah.You? Probably not.I have no idea where you put all that food in that little body of yours.”Derrick glared at him.“I’m not little.Want to go a few rounds with me so I can show you?”Nigel threw up his hands.“Hell no! We both know you could take me three times out of three.I just meant that you eat like a linebacker.”Derrick shrugged.“Just lucky I guess.” Nigel wasn’t sure it was luck— it was expensive and time consuming to eat that much— but he enjoyed watching Derrick ingest his food.He made eating an art form.Nigel moved behind Derrick and put his arms around his lover’s waist.“This looks delicious.Did you make it all?”“Most of it.I bought the grapes.”Nigel chuckled.“Lazy man.” He licked Derrick’s neck.“Let’s eat quickly so I can move from here,” he lapped at his lover’s neck again, “to here.” He briefly squeezed the bulge in Derrick’s jeans.His boyfriend trembled beneath him.“Fuck yes.Sit! Sit! Now!”Nigel laughed and pulled away.He moved to the other side of the table and sat, taking the plate Derrick proffered.He loaded it up and dug in.Fifteen minutes later, he was stuffed, and Derrick was working on his third plate of food.More than half the feast remained.“Hurry up, Dare, you’ve got a lot left to go.”Derrick shrugged and swallowed.“I’m doing my best.” Nigel smiled and indicated Derrick should keep going.He sat, watched, and listened as Derrick hummed and moved his body unconsciously, thoroughly enjoying his meal.Nigel thought Derrick eating was incredibly sexy.He thought Derrick everything was sexy.Another fifteen minutes passed before Derrick was done, and they packed up the leftovers.They moved to the grass where they spread a blanket on the ground and sat to watch a group of college students play Ultimate Frisbee.Derrick sat with his back pressed to Nigel’s chest.The air was chilly and smelled of pending frost, but Derrick was warm, and Nigel relaxed with his arms around his boyfriend.The game players took a break, but the two of them stayed seated and watched the people in the park.They played “who’s compensating for a small penis” for a while, but there just weren’t enough candidates.They switched to “who’s closeted” and had a lot more people to choose from.The game concluded when both agreed on a winner: A nervous looking older man wearing a bright yellow sweater sporting rhinestone-collared cats was holding the hand of a slightly younger woman who made Janet Reno look like Barbie.Every minute or so, he glanced at Derrick and Nigel, and when he saw them watching, he quickly turned his head.What clinched it was that each time he looked, he licked his lips.“No contest,” they said in unison.They sat in silence, just people watching and enjoying their closeness [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]