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Devin's Boys

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Coming home was supposed to be the end of something, until Mikal barreled into his life….and he wasn't alone.

For Devin McKay, music has been his lover, his drug, and his best friend for as long as he can remember, but there was always something he denied himself while he pursued it. Now that his band has broken up and he's returned to his hometown of Stoney Brook, he's settled into a new, somewhat drunken routine, while he tries to get accustomed to this new phase in his life. The last thing he expected was an old friend to send a troubled young musician his way.

Mikal needs help, or rather, his best friend, Moon, needs help getting over the blinding bouts of stage fright that have been plaguing him for the last year. He'll do anything to get to the root of Moon's issues, even follow along with the unorthodox methods Devin prescribes for them. After all, Devin was a success in the industry, while Mikal and Moon have been struggling to get a foot in the door.

Drawing in a lungful of salt air, Moon stretched his arms to the heavens, sunlight on his face as he stood with his toes in the water. A day by the ocean was the perfect way to take a break from polishing their music. They’d packed a cooler full of drinks and food, the fixings for S’mores, a beach blanket, bubbles, and plenty of sunscreen.

Gull song, a trio of them doing sky aerobics overhead. Moon tipped his head back and stared up at the wispy clouds lazily floating past. Devin and Derrick rushed past him, kicking up sand as they raced into the water. Derrick won, wading in and diving under, coming up several feet away to shake the hair from his face, shimmering droplets flying through the air around him.

“Gods he’s beautiful,” Moon murmured as Mikal looped an arm over his shoulder. “They both are.”

“I know, right, damn.”

Moon nuzzled the side of his neck, breathing in his scent before licking over the skin there.

“We should join them,” Mikal sighed, watching them wrestle one another in the surf, Derrick hoisting Devin up and tossing him a few feet.

He came up, laughing, charging Derrick with a cry for vengeance, only to have Derrick catch him just right to powerbomb him into the surf.

Giggling, Moon leaned into Mikal’s side a little more. “Do we really want to get in the middle of that? We’re liable to get squashed or tossed halfway across the cove.”

Humming, Mikal seemed to be seriously pondering the options, while Devin tried a different approach, swimming around behind Derrick and attempting to yank him under, only Derrick just shifted his weight, lowered his center of gravity, and left Devin no choice but to pop up and admit defeat.

“See now it’s safe,” Moon offered, holding hands with Mikal as they waded in. When Derrick and Devin shared a look, Moon began to rethink that position.

“Uh-oh,” Mikal muttered, trying to put on the brakes. Too late, Derrick grabbed Moon, Devin grabbed Mikal, and they soon found themselves hoisted upon broad shoulders and carried a bit deeper into the surf.

“Chicken fight!” Devin declared. 

Mikal splashed him, water going up his nose, prompting Moon to splash him back. Their partners were getting blinded too as the splashing got wilder, Derrick maneuvering closer, so Moon could try and pull Mikal off Devin’s shoulders. Pushing at each other, shoving, and occasionally yanking one another into kisses, meaning the partners carrying them had the chance to kiss too, they wrestled in the surf, laughing. Moon finally got Mikal off balance and lunged a little, knocking Derrick off-balance too, all of them spilling into the water.

Rolling onto his back, Moon floated, staring up at the sky while he caught his breath. The gulls were back, raining their squawking calls down on them like they’d personally offended them by being louder than they were, or maybe they were scaring the fish.

When he righted himself, Derrick was a few feet away, standing in the surf with water streaming down his chest. Moon’s eyes landed on the necklace he’d repaired for Derrick, a sudden thought taking hold.

Proud as he was to see Derrick wearing it, he wanted to see them on Devin and Mikal too. Unique designs and colors chosen specifically for them. He could picture what it would look like, kissing over Mikal’s shoulder as he held one up to his neck, his best friend’s arms wrapped around him as Moon tied it in place.