Gay Valentine Secret

Rik bucked, thrusting harder and faster. With a roar he exploded, pumping his seed deep inside his lover. He felt the slickness of his cum inside the boy’s ass.
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Marcie gave a grin at the tousled-haired, platinum blond who rubbed at sky-blue eyes that normally held at least some vague sparkle, but that presently simply reflected bone-weariness.
“I hate nights,” came from behind hands which hid a face of delicate bone-structure and beauty most women would be envy.
“I know, Layton, but you’ll get in the swing of sleep by day soon.” She allowed sympathy to color her voice. None of the attractive Registrar’s patients ever saw the young man this way. To them he was always bright and chatty, cheering most with a few minutes attention over and above the necessary health check. She laughed as Layton’s nose wrinkled appreciatively at the smell of coffee, certain he visibly perked at just the aroma of caffeine.
“Here you go, Doctors.” A warm, soft voice heralded the arrival of the steaming brew.
“You lifesaver, thanks,” Layton said, sliding his hands around the mug, seemingly impervious to its heat. He leant over and inhaled deeply. Even the smell seemed to make him feel a little more vibrant. He sipped at the ambrosia in the mug.
Marcie noticed the smile from the cleaner as Layton’s antics were watched with amusement.
“So…any hot dates lined up?” Marcie asked. “Got plans for Valentine’s Day?”
“No and no,” Layton said, his voice holding a tinge of sadness. “It’ll be the first one in two years that I’ll be without Blake.”
“Blake thought more of spending a year or so in Australia than he did of staying with you, Layton. He’s been gone three months now. Do you even hear from him?”
“He e-mailed me to say he’d arrived safely, but nothing since. I sent a couple...