STORY EXCERPT

Happy was going to bounce right out of his boots. He was…well…happy. Marc had the rest of the day off and they were spending it together, and they were attending Happy's first fireworks show, and he'd made a double batch of cookies.

Could the day get any better?

"Okay, Happy," Marc said as he walked into the house, "everything is loaded in the truck. Are you ready to go?"

Happy nodded enthusiastically. "Mama said she would meet us there. She has something she needs to do first."

"How is she going to get there?" Marc asked. "The fireworks show is at the fairgrounds."

"Oh…um…" Happy's brow puckered as he glanced toward the back door. The stairs that led to his mother's one bedroom apartment over the garage was just outside. "I don't know."

Maybe he should go ask?

"Well, run up and ask her. I'll wait in the truck."

Happy grinned before taking off out the back door. He hurried up the stairs and started to reach for the doorknob when he remembered what Marc had said about barging in unannounced. His mother deserved her privacy.

Happy didn't totally understand it. Why would she need her privacy, especially from him? She was his mother. Whatever the reason, Happy loved his mother and would do anything to make her happy.

He raised his hand and knocked. A moment later, the door opened. "Hi, Mama."

Anna O'Brian smiled. "Happy."

"You sure look pretty, Mama." She wore a light layering of makeup that seemed to make her green eyes stand out and gave her a youthful look he'd never seen on her face before. Her light brown hair was pulled back from her face and secured on her head in an artful bun.

"How are you getting to the fireworks show?" he asked. "Do you need me and Marc to come get you? We can. It would be no problem."

Anna smiled as she patted Happy's arm. "It's okay, son. I have a ride. I'll meet you there."

Happy cocked his head to one side as something that might have been confusion filled him. "You have a ride?" He didn't understand the flush that filled his mother's cheeks, but it sure looked pretty on her. "With who?"

"You go on to the fairgrounds, Happy. I'll see you there."

Happy's jaw dropped when his mother shut the door.

She shut the door!

In a daze, Happy walked back down the stairs and out to the truck. He didn't understand any of this. It had been weird enough when his mother got her hair cut then started wearing makeup. She'd even gone on a shopping trip and bought a bunch of new clothes. Now she was being weird?

What was going on?

Happy climbed into the truck and shut the door. When the truck didn't start moving, he turned to look at Marc. "We're going to be late."

"They won't start setting off the good fireworks until it gets dark out," Marc explained. "Where's your mom?"

Happy frowned as he glanced back toward the stairs that led to his mother's apartment. "Mama has a ride."

"With who?" Marc asked.

"I don't know." And he didn't like that one darn bit. "She said she'd meet us there."

"Maybe she has a date."

Happy gasped as he snapped around to stare at Marc.

"Happy, your mother is still a young, vibrant woman. She never got the chance to date because of your grandparents. Now that they are gone and you're all grown, this is her chance. You have to give it to her."

"Yeah, but…"

Marc's hand curved around the nape of Happy's neck. "But what, baby?"

"But she's my mom."

"And she still will be, Happy. Nothing will change that. Ever."

Happy's heart clenched. "Will she still love me?"

Marc's eyes rounded. "Oh, baby, of course she will. Your mom will love you until her dying day, and probably beyond. Even if she meets someone and falls in love, she will still love you."

"Are you sure?" Happy didn't think he could stand it if his mother stopped loving him. For most of his life, she was all he had.

"Did you stop loving your mother when you fell in love with me?"

Happy's head snapped back. "Of course not. She's my mom. I will always…oh." Happy grinned when he suddenly understood what Marc was trying to tell him.

"See?"

Happy nodded. Not all of his fear was gone, though. "What if she falls in love with someone who hurts her?" She'd faced enough hurt to last a lifetime.

"Well, we can't control who she falls for. That's between her and whoever that person is, but we can help her if she needs us." The hand around the back of Happy's neck moved to the side of his face. "And I promise, if someone hurts your mother, they'll have to deal with me."

Tears welled up in Happy's eyes at Marc's fierce words. "Yeah?"

Marc smiled. "Anything for you, Happy."

ADULT EXCERPT

"You about done there, handsome?"

Handsome?

Marc's breath caught when he glanced up and saw the lust building in Happy's eyes. "Yeah." He was suddenly hungry for something else.

When he was suddenly pulled from his chair and tossed over Happy's shoulder, Marc laughed with pure delight. He knew where this was headed. He was carried down the hallway to the bedroom, the door shut and locked firmly behind him before he was even set on his feet.

Marc’s pants were yanked down his legs. His shirt quickly followed. It was a good thing he wasn't wearing shoes or those would have gone flying, too. Happy just as quickly undressed himself, tossing everything to the floor.

Marc could barely breathe as he was lifted up and laid down on the mattress as if he was the most important thing in Happy's life. He found himself doing the one thing he never did. He begged. "Please, Happy. Hurry."

Happy chuckled as he grabbed their well-used bottle of lube, popped the lid, and poured a sufficient amount of slick out onto his fingers, and then snapped the lid closed. He dropped the lube onto the mattress.

Marc’s high pitched grunt filled the room as Happy’s fingers pushed into his ass. His body stiffened for a moment and then rippled. Happy started thrusting his fingers into Marc’s tight ass over and over again, until Marc felt the little ring of muscles stretch and pulse against Happy’s fingers.

“Need you, Marc,” Happy whispered as he pulled his fingers free and scooted up against Marc’s ass cheeks. A moment later a big thick cock was pushed into his ass, the burning so intense that for a moment, Marc thought he might pass out. He felt like his ass was being speared in two as Happy slowly pushed forward, sinking his huge cock into Marc’s tight hole.

By the time he felt Happy’s thighs brush up against his ass Marc thought he might be able to taste the man's cock in his throat. He curled his fingers in the comforter and tried not to wince when Happy stilled inside of him.

He needed Happy to move, to fuck him, to do something. He was being impaled on a cock totally proportionate with the six foot, nine inch tall man, and Happy was just kneeling there, not moving. It was driving Marc insane. His ass was stretched so wide he felt like he might be split in half and he ached.

And then the man started to move. Every inch of Happy’s massive cock dragged across Marc’s sweet spot as the man pulled out and pushed back in. For one crazy second, Marc wondered if Happy’s cock had been specifically designed just for his ass. It felt as if Happy was supposed to ignite every nerve in his ass.

It was fucking fantastic, better than he had even hoped. His ass was being pummeled as the man pounded into him at a rate that was, frankly, very astonishing. Marc could barely register the fact that Happy had pulled out before he was pushing back in.

Marc was suddenly lifted up into the man's arms. And then Happy sat, dragging Marc down with him. As his body settled over Happy’s, the cock in his ass slid in even further, which surprised the hell out of Marc. He didn't think Happy could sink any further inside of him.

Marc’s legs were spread until they draped over Happy’s thighs.

All thoughts and breathing in general faded from Marc’s mind when he felt a hand close around his cock. He was so sensitive he swore he could feel a tickling on his balls as Happy started to stroke him.

Maybe it was sweat.

Marc didn't care.

Really.

He just needed that magnificent cock to not stop filling him. Marc was so close he could practically taste it. He needed so fucking bad. Every inch of his skin tingled. He was flushed with heat and getting hotter. He started to feel like his insides were boiling.

No one had ever fucked Marc like Happy did. The man had been a virgin when they met. He hadn't even kissed anyone. He took to sex like a master. He certainly played Marc like he owned him.

Marc could feel his blood pounding through his body as he was impaled on Happy’s cock over and over again, his tight abused little hole screaming in agony as it was stretched beyond imagination.

And it felt so damn good.

Marc’s loud cry filled the room as his release filled Happy’s hand. Happy’s roar filled Marc’s ears as the man shoved his thick cock as deep into Marc’s ass as he could possibly go. He’d never come out of Marc had his way.

Happy’s hand stroked down Marc's chest as his rapid panting slowed to a low rise and fall. Marc’s head flopped back against Happy’s chest. He smiled when Happy reached up and brushed the sweat-dampened hair back from his face.

"Better?" Happy asked.

Marc grinned. "Best."