Life and Love Lessons Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

The hoard of passengers seemed to move out of his way as he made his way through the tunnel to the main entrance of the airport. He wasn’t sure why. Most of the time people pushed and shoved him aside. He was on the smaller side. Took after his father side of the family on that aspect. Or so his dad said. His dad swore up and down that his great-grandfather barely stood five feet. Rex was taller than that, but compared to his mom and dad, and most other men his five-six stature was short. His mom stood over six feet and his dad was six-five. Made for some interesting family photos and more than one person asking if he was adopted. Always ticked him off and made his mom bite her fingernails. Dad would always pull her against his side and nuzzle her neck, whispering how he knew she’d never do such to him. Had she betrayed him? Not then. That was for sure. But had someone came along that . . . .Nah. Mom would never do such. She was beyond in love with dad. Wasn’t sure what there problem was, but . . . “

“Sir,” A deep, gruffy voice had Rex halting.

A bright red haired, almost seven foot guy stood to his left, holding a sign that read, Rex Chamberland. It wasn’t the simple plain jane sign that had Rex searching the man from head to toe. Nope. It was tight tank-top stretched across a smorgasbord of washboard abs. Man had to spend at least three hours a day in the gym.

“Are you, Rex Chamberland, Sir?”

Rex traced the abs up the broad, manly chest, stopping on the perfect contoured high-cheekbones, that begged to be licked.

“Sorry, that I bothered you, Sir.”

Rex let his eyes move on up to the man’s rounded eyes, pausing as the oceanic blue eyes filled his chest with rush that went straight to his cock. If he’d not been standing in the middle of airport he would have jumped the man then and there. That was for sure. He’d not given off any sign that he was into men, but there was something about the man that screamed, “I’m ready for a hard fuck.” Rex might be young, but he knew what a man wanted. He’d always been able to read a man’s body language and this man . . . He might be tightly woven, but he was ready to be taken and worn out so he could relax.

The man took a step back, which kicked Rex’s mouth into gear. “I’m Rex.”