by Sean Michael
Knight leaned up, kissed Bishop’s chin. “Truth or Dare?”
“Dare.”
Rook shivered as Bishop gave his answer.
“Hmm…” Knight hummed. “Should I dare you to strip me with your teeth or to give Jase a blow?”
Bish growled a little and Rook bounced on his ass.
Knight grinned. “Strip me. I’ll save the blowjob for next time.”
“Damn.” Rook pouted in Knight’s general direction, but it wasn’t a real pout.
“With my teeth?” Bish looked at Knight. “Really?”
“Uh-huh. After all, it’s just sweats and briefs.” Knight grinned evilly. “And no biting.”
“You’re wearing briefs?” Rook pouted. “I’m disappointed. I’m not the only one going commando, am I?”
“I have boxers on.” Jason was so modest.
“We’ll fix that soon enough, honey.” He leaned into Jason, settling against lovely muscles so he could watch the Bish and Knight show.
Knight stretched out, toes wiggling, teasing Bishop. That was dangerous.
“You’re going to pay for that,” Bish noted softly.
“Hmm?” Knight’s eyelashes fluttered.
Bish chuckled and leaned in, teeth wrapping around the top of Knight’s sweats. Knight sucked in, abs rippling.
“Oh, that’s pretty. Isn’t that pretty, Jason?”
Jason nodded, fingers on Rook’s side. “Almost as pretty as yours.”
He tore his gaze away from Knight and Bish to smile up at Jason. “Thank you, honey.” He pushed their lips together, taking a soft kiss. He could get lost in those kisses, in the way that Jason pressed close to him.
Then Knight moaned and he glanced over, pushing harder into Jason as Knight’s hard prick popped free of his sweatpants. Bishop eased the sweats down, tugging and grumbling as Knight wiggled.
When he finally got them off, he pounced on Knight and growled. “I will pay you back.”
Rook was pretty sure Knight was going to enjoy every second of it, too.
Knight wrapped around Bish and hummed. “You’re warm.”
“Uh-huh.” Bish kissed Knight, then turned to him. “My turn. Rook—Truth or Dare?”
Rook grinned. “Dare!”
“Surprise, surprise.” Knight laughed softly. “Dare him to do a strip tease.”
“I could do that!”
Bish laughed and swatted Knight’s ass. “It’s my dare.” Bish rolled his eyes. “But go ahead, Rookie. Give us your best show.”
“Is there going to be awful porn music?” Jason’s soft-spoken joke made Rook cackle.
“Boom chicka bow wow!” He rolled his hips as he sang it.
They all applauded, laughing with him—loving him.
“Come on. Help me out with the music now!”
“Dance with him, Jase. He looks lonely.” Knight turned the iPad up, the low music that had been playing in the background all evening filling the room.
“Oh, good idea!” He turned and held his hands out to Jason, swaying to the music now, putting a sexy little oomph in his hip movements.
Jason stood and took his hand, moving with him. It took a second, but then Jason relaxed and started dancing and Rook’s mouth went dry. Look at that… He was going to take forever to take his pajama bottoms off. Forever.
He met Jason’s eyes and smiled at his lover, putting a little something extra in the next roll of his hips. Jason hummed, hand on Rook’s butt, moving him like a Chippendales dancer.
“He’s a natural, Bish.” Knight sounded stunned.
Rook wasn’t going to say a word—he didn’t want to break the spell. Jason was focused on him and the music, and suddenly it wasn’t all about the dare—it was about them. He moved in close, his hips sliding against Jason’s, one of his legs between Jason’s. Jason was half hard, his eyelids heavy.
He slid his free hand over Jason’s chest, fingers playing with the lovely muscles. Cut and warm, Jason was a living wet dream sliding against him. He found Jason’s lips with his tongue, tracing them, slipping his tongue between them. His lover hummed for him, opening for their kiss. He pressed closer to Jason, their bodies barely moving now.
“Rook…” Jason moaned for him, kissing him happily, honestly, openly.
He gave up all pretense of trying to dance, wrapping his arms around Jason’s neck and giving their kisses his full attention.
“You’re getting distracted, Rookie,” Knight pointed out.
“Nothing wrong with a little distraction.”
“Nothing at all.” Jason drew him closer, wrapped around him.
Laughing happily, he took another kiss, letting himself melt into Jason’s body.
“Aren’t we playing a game?” Was Knight actually pouting?
“I’m still wearing my bottoms, K.” He wriggled his ass in Knight’s direction.
“You’re supposed to be stripping, Rookie.” Someone swatted his butt.
“You just want me naked.”
Bishop’s laughter filled the room. “We’re human, Rookie.”
He shook his ass at Bish and Knight, pleased with Bish’s answer.
“Help me take them off?” he asked Jason.
“Mmm-hmm.” Jason eased the pajama bottoms down.
“Mmm. You’re getting good at that, honey.”
Jason pulled him close, hiding him from the others.
He stroked his hand through Jason’s hair. “I’m not shy.”
“I know. I am.”
He smiled at Jason and took another kiss. “Let me strip, honey, and then it can be your turn.”
“You’re pretty naked, Rook.”
He looked down at himself and laughed. “You’re right, honey. That makes it your turn. Truth or Dare?”
“Truth?”
Poor, nervous baby doll.
“Hmm… What’s your favorite position with each of us?”
“I. I…” Jason went bright red. “I like… You mean fucking?”
He nodded eagerly, stroking Jason’s cheek with his hand. “It’s okay—you can keep looking at just me while you tell us.”
Jason’s eyes were hot, burning. “I like when…when Bishop takes me in the mornings, downstairs.”
Rook moaned, a shudder of desire going through him. “Oh, I like that, too.”
“Knight uses…uses the plugs.” Jason stepped closer.
“You like it when he does that, hmm?” Their sweet Jason was a very kinky boy beneath that layer of shyness.
“I…” Jason nodded.
Rook still moved against Jason, though now it was less dancing and more humping. “What about me, honey?”
“I like it best when…” Jason leaned close, whispering so softly, “…when it’s just you and me together at night. Making…making love.”
“Oh, honey.” He kissed Jason hard as a reward, not even caring that the others hadn’t heard—they’d heard what Jason liked with each of them and that was good enough.
He drew Jason back onto the sofa, wrapping them both together in a blanket, ignoring the fond looks from Bish and Knight.
After a bit of canoodling, he nudged Jason. “Your turn, honey.”
Jason looked right at him. “Truth or Dare?”
“For you, I’ll pick truth.”
“Are you… What do you like best?”
“I like it when we’re all here together enjoying each other.” It was the first thing that popped into his head and it was true. “Is that what you meant?”
Jason nodded, offering him a bittersweet smile. “It is.”
He pushed Jason’s hair off his face. “The three of you make me so happy. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
Jason kissed his cheek, his temple. Rook hummed happily, tilting his head back to offer Jason anything he wanted.
“Stop basking, Rookie. It’s your turn.” Knight was getting testy.
He rolled his eyes and smiled at Knight. “Truth or Dare, big boy.”
“Dare.”
Oh, hooray.
“I want to watch you sucking Bish off.”
Knight chuckled. “Like that’s a hardship.”
“Dares don’t have to be a hardship.” He just wanted to have fun.
Knight crawled over to Bishop. “Whip it out, stud muffin.”
Rook burst out laughing.
Bish shook his head, though. “No, I think you should get it out. With your mouth.”
“It’s not your choice, man. Rookie dared me to suck.” Knight was laughing, fingers on Bishop’s belly.
Bish shot him a look and Rook shrugged. Knight was right—he hadn’t been specific.
“You know you’re cruising, don’t you, Knight?” Bishop was growling now.
“I’m just playing, Bishop, don’t snarl.”
“I’m pretty sure you like it when I snarl.” Bish spread his legs for Knight, though.
“Maybe.” Knight nosed Bish’s belly, humming softly.
Bish made a happy noise, dropping a hand to Knight’s head, stroking it. Rook settled in with his head on Jason’s shoulder, enjoying the show as they all got back into the swing of it. Jason leaned into him, cuddling in the comforter. He rubbed Jason’s belly, watching as Knight fished out Bishop’s prick.
“Pretty motherfucker.” Knight nuzzled the tip of Bish’s cock.
“Not as pretty as Rookie and Jason.”
Knight hummed. “Perfect.”
“Flatterer.”
Rook could tell Bish was pleased, though.
Knight shrugged, then swallowed Bishop down like a master.
“Fuck!” Bish jerked, prick pushing into Knight’s throat, and Rook groaned at the sight.
Knight pulled hard, giving Bishop no quarter.
“Look at that. Knight really goes for it, doesn’t he?”
Jason nodded, eyes moving around the room, trying not to stare.
“You’re allowed to look, honey. In fact, it’s kind of expected.”
“I know. I just… It’s hard.”
He groped in Jason’s crotch, finding his lover’s hard cock. “Mmm. It is.”
Jason jerked. “Rook!”
“Don’t be shy now.” He pushed his hand into Jason’s sweats.
“I know. I try not to be.”
“You just need a little distraction.” And he was just the right distraction. He leaned in and kissed Jason.
The soft, sweet lips parted for him, letting him in. God, he loved kissing. And kissing Jason was particularly sweet. Jason cupped his cheek, tracing his cheekbone with his thumb. Rook hummed, deepening the kiss, his hand beginning to move on Jason’s prick.
Bishop was groaning, growling deep as Knight’s head bobbed. Between the kiss and the sounds, it was intoxicating.
Jason’s hips shifted, his cock beginning to leak. Rook shifted to straddle him.
“Rook…” Jason moaned into his lips.
“Right here, honey.” His hand kept moving up and down along the sweet, heated flesh.
“K! Fucking shit!” Bishop slammed up into Knight, driving hard.
Rook moaned and rocked against Jason.
Jason grunted into his lips. “Crazy. We’re all crazy.”
He shook his head. “No, honey. We’re just all right where we’re meant to be.” This was heaven, and it was theirs.
Bish cried out and Rook looked over in time to watch Knight swallowing convulsively, taking Bish’s cum in. There. Fuck, yes. That was so pretty.
He moaned happily and offered Jason another soft kiss. Jason drew him close, relaxing against him. He rubbed idly, watching as Knight cleaned Bish up until Bish pulled Knight up along his body to give the man a hard kiss. They were so sexy together. Knight fit against Bish perfectly, tanned skin and pale complementing each other.
He reached out to touch Knight’s thigh and sighed happily at the connection between the four of them.
It was Knight’s turn, but he wasn’t in any hurry to prompt the man. They could keep playing when one of them got restless. Rook was willing to bet it would be Knight himself.
Knight and Bishop kept kissing, mouths moving slowly.
“Pretty, aren’t they?”
“They are.” Jason nodded, nuzzled him.
He nuzzled right back, wriggling his ass, too.
Knight chuckled softly. “Little perv.”
“No way—I’m a huge perv.”
Knight’s grin widened. “Yes. You remember when you let Bish fuck you in the movie theater?”
“Oh, God. I do! God, that was something.” The fear of being caught had made everything bigger somehow.
Bishop snorted. “Or when Knight did the naked dance in the fountain in the moonlight?”
Rook put his head back and laughed. “He nearly got arrested for that!”
“I didn’t. I even got a cop to pose with me.”
“You did. That was almost as amazing as you dancing in there to begin with.”
“You guys are nuts.” Jason just shook his head.
He giggled. “Probably.”
Bishop grabbed Knight’s balls and rolled them. “Absolutely.”
Rook grinned. “It’s Knight’s turn.”
“Mmm. Truth or Dare, kid.”
Jason groaned. “D…dare.” Oh, their Jason was such a brave boy.
Knight’s eyebrow arched. “Let Bishop fist you.”
Jason went pale. “What? No.”
Rook gasped, his prick jerking where it pressed against Jason’s body. “Oh, God.”
“No.” Jason frowned. “No, that’s part of the deal. No injury. No.”
“Oh, it won’t hurt you, honey. Bish’ll be careful. He’ll make it wonderful.” Rook smiled, remembering having Bish’s hand in him. It had been amazing.
Jason shook his head. “No.”
“He did it to me, Jason, and I promise—it didn’t hurt. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve ever had.”
“No.” Jason stood up, shook his head. “Pick something else.”
“You won’t even try, honey?”
“I… I’m going to the restroom. I’ll be right back.”
“No, honey. Talk to us. Talk to me.”
“I’ll be right back.” Jason headed out of the room, arms around his middle.
Rook whimpered, looking to Bish and Knight.
Knight rolled his eyes. “Jesus Christ.”
“Stop that,” Rook admonished. “He’s young and innocent.”
“He’s a baby. Bishop wouldn’t hurt him. Ever.”
“I know that, and you know that. But it’s a huge thing, K. Don’t be mean about it.”
“Go talk to him, Rookie.” Bish kissed the top of his head. “Work your magic and get him back into the room. Even if he won’t do it, hmm?”
“Yeah. He doesn’t have to. He should know that. We haven’t forced him to do anything.” He nodded and kissed Bish, then Knight. “Love you guys.”
“We love you, Rookie.” Knight met his eyes. “But don’t forget, the kid’s in love with you.”
“I love him, too. I’ll go get him, bring him back. Maybe we can show him how good it can be instead of asking him to take the leap and do it.”
He headed for the bathroom. The door was open, Jason not in there. He headed down the hallway to Jason’s room, the closed door.
Leaning against it, Rook knocked. “Honey? Let me in, please.” He needed to hold Jason, to remind Jason this was about loving each other and having fun.
“I’m just finding another pair of sweats. These weren’t comfortable.”
“I’m coming in.” He opened the door.
Jason was in a heavy sweatsuit and socks, his cheeks bright red. “Hey. I’m not sure I want to play anymore tonight.”
“Oh, honey, I’m sorry. You know we’d never hurt you, never push you too far, right? You could have just safeworded and we’d have stopped immediately. It’s important to remember both those things.” He went over and wrapped his arms around Jason’s waist. “And it’s even more importan
t to remember that we love you. That I love you.”
“Yeah.” Jason didn’t lean into him. “I think I’m going to go to bed early tonight, Rook. In here. I’m really tired.”
“Knight wants to show you what it’s like. Having Bish’s hand inside him. He wants you to come watch, to share it, so you know it wasn’t a terrible thing he was daring you to do.” He pressed a soft kiss to Jason’s lips. “Please, honey? We were having such a good evening.”
“I… I don’t know.” Jason would give in, though, Rook knew it.
“No one wants you to do anything scary. Just come and watch. Watch Knight’s face as Bish holds him like that. I think it’ll help you understand.” He stroked Jason’s back, wishing it was skin he was touching but accepting that it wasn’t. “We won’t even make you change back into your pajama bottoms,” he teased gently.
“Okay. For you.”
“Thank you, honey. I know this is hard for you and I know how much it means that you’ll do it.” Rook pressed their lips together again, more breathing with Jason than kissing him.
“Yeah.” Jason stood up. “Let’s go. I need a glass of water.”
“Water sounds good.” He took Jason’s hand and squeezed it. “I do love you, Jason.”
“Thanks, Rook.”
He beamed at Jason and tugged him out of the room and down the hall to the kitchen. Grabbing four bottles of water out of the fridge, he passed two to Jason to carry. Jason was quiet, following along. The guys had cleaned up the food and turned down the lights.
Rook offered over his two bottles of water and settled on the couch, patting the spot beside him for Jason.
“You okay, kiddo?” Knight offered Jason a smile.
“Yeah, I’m cool.”
Bish went one further, coming over and giving Jason’s shoulders a rub, kissing him lightly. Jason stayed stiff for a second, then slowly relaxed.
“Are you and Knight gonna show us the fisting?” Rook asked.
Bish nodded. “We’d like to. It’s something good and loving. It’s not hard or harsh at all.” The last was directed at Jason and Rook squeezed his hand to let Jason know he wasn’t alone here.
“You don’t have to. I mean, not just for show.”
“I don’t think Bish and Knight are doing this just for show. They both love it, right, guys?”
Knight snorted. “I said I wasn’t going to bottom with Jason here.”