by Sean Michael
“I’ll take care of it, Sawyer. You don’t have to worry about a thing.” Luke’s voice was low, seductive.
“I don’t….” But he did, and he relaxed back into Derek, spread wide.
Derek moaned again, fingers sliding over his skin. They left tingles behind, tingles that were intensified by Luke’s gaze. “So good, honey. I fucked him, Luke, and he took me like a dream.”
They all moaned at that, him included.
“You like him, Derek, hmm?”
“Fuck yes.”
Pleased, Sawyer kissed the side of his face.
Benny ran one hand up his leg, sliding along his skin.
He felt exposed and open and so alive for the first time in a lot of years.
“Look at you, blooming with touch.”
Luke’s words should have made him squirm, but instead they made him arch and beg silently for more. It was like Luke knew exactly what buttons to push and how to push them, rusty as they were.
God, they must think he was such a needy slut. Truth was—that he was.
Benny’s mouth headed south. Derek took the opportunity and tilted his head to the side so Derek could kiss him. This kiss was deep and wild, heady, stealing his breath.
Shifting behind him, Derek slid a hard, jeans-clad cock against his spine. That sensation drowned in the lightning that shot through him when Benny wrapped his mouth around Sawyer’s right nipple, tongue working the ring.
Then Derek grabbed Benny’s hand and brought it between Sawyer’s legs to the guiche hidden there. Benny’s happy gasp blew cold air around his nipple, making it tighten, but it was the way Benny twisted the guiche that made him gasp.
His toes curled, and he pushed a cry into Derek’s lips. His cock jerked, and he arched slightly, wanting a touch, needing it. He would have begged, but Derek still had his mouth occupied.
Benny pinched and tugged, working his nipples, his rings. It was so much better than his own hands. So much more, so much bigger.
He didn’t know what to do, so he went with his training and relaxed, melting and opening.
“You’ve been taught well,” murmured Luke.
Oh, that was so good to hear: that even now, he honored his Dom.
“One of you touch the poor man’s cock.”
Immediately, two different hands slid along his prick, one larger than the other and rougher.
His abs clenched, and he cried out, the urge to shoot fierce.
“Don’t come yet, boy. This is our first chance to play with you, and we want it to last.”
He looked to Derek, begging. Derek met his gaze and smiled, took his mouth again. Wrapping a hand around his cock, Derek began to stroke him.
Oh, Derek learned him so fast. So fast.
“You’re still not allowed to come yet,” Luke told him.
Benny tugged his balls, pulling steadily, and an ache grew in the pit of his belly. They were building a powerful need in him—all three of them. He reached up, linked his arms around Derek’s shoulders.
“Hey, gorgeous.” Derek dropped a kiss on his forehead, then another on his nose and another on his chin.
“Hey. This is… wild.” He let his eyes close.
“You’re wild,” whispered Derek. “Wild and gorgeous.”
He moaned and arched, bringing their mouths together. Derek’s tongue pushed in between his lips, plundering his mouth, and the hand around his cock sped, Derek jacking him fast now.
“Hogging him,” Benny complained.
Derek didn’t stop kissing him to reply.
Sawyer flew, his body alight and burning with need. Derek and Benny kept him flying, working his nipples and cock, touching him all over.
About the time he was ready to blow, there was a knock on his apartment door, and he cried out in protest.
“I’ve got it,” growled Luke and tossed a T-shirt across Sawyer’s groin.
“Be so quiet, little mouse,” Benny whispered. “So quiet for us.”
He nodded, still caught up in Derek’s kisses. He could do quiet. Silent even. The only noise was the sound of their breaths every time their lips parted and they drew in air.
Derek’s hand covered his left nipple, Benny’s mouth his right.
Then the door shut, and Luke put the food on the pass-through before sitting back down in the recliner. “Keep going, boys. We’ll let Sawyer come before we have pizza.” Luke grinned. “He’s stunning.”
Sawyer thought he was more desperate than stunning.
Derek’s hand moved faster on his cock, and Benny wrapped his bigger hand around Derek’s even as he sucked on Sawyer’s nipple, his tongue playing with the ring.
He wrenched his lips from Derek’s. “Please!” He couldn’t hold on.
“It’s up to Luke,” Derek whispered. “Luke, he needs to come.”
“You can make him come. But then you don’t get to. Not this time, anyway.”
Derek didn’t even pause but kept jacking him, fingers rubbing across the head of his cock, the little burn perfect. “Will you get a ring here, Sawyer? Will you let us watch?”
Benny bit his nipple, and Sawyer’s eyes crossed as he shot, his balls emptying.
Derek moaned and kissed him again, sucking on his tongue. The stroking continued, pulling out several aftershocks, some more spunk slipping from him.
“Very nice.” Luke’s voice was husky, rough, and Sawyer hid in the curve of Derek’s jaw.
Benny placed a kiss on his nipple and got up.
Derek hummed and held him, pressing kisses on his head. “He’s right. So hot.”
Then his robe, soft and warm, covered him. Benny grinned at him. “Was on the back of the door in your bathroom.”
“Thank you.” Oh God.
Derek helped him get the robe on, then tugged him close, cuddling up with him. “Pizza smells great, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.” He was trembling hard enough that he didn’t know whether he could eat.
Derek hugged him tight, hands sliding up and down his arms. “You’re okay.”
“I didn’t expect this, but yes. I’m okay.”
“You’re so hot. That was beautiful.” Derek continued to cuddle him, warm and good against him.
It was Benny who grabbed the pizza and doled it out, making a face as he gave Derek the pineapple-jalapeno one.
“Shut up, butthead. It’s good.” Derek stuck his tongue out.
Benny grabbed it with his fingers, then leaned in and gave Derek a hard kiss. Derek groaned and pushed up, giving as good as he got. Now that was stunning.
Benny finally backed off, sat next to them, and took a bite out of his meat lovers.
“You want a taste of mine?” Derek asked.
“Sure.” He was notoriously not picky. His Dom had ordered for him for years.
Derek held the slice up to his lips, one bite already missing from it. It was sweet and spicy; not what he was used to, but nothing worth gagging over.
“It’s good, isn’t it?” Derek asked, giving him a hopeful and expectant look.
“It is. I probably wouldn’t order it on my own, but I can totally eat it.”
Derek beamed at him, then stuck his tongue out at Benny again, who was too far away this time to play.
Luke hadn’t said anything either, in favor of scarfing down several pieces of pizza.
“Did you know there’s something moldy in one of those containers?” Benny asked.
“Moldy?” Derek asked, frowning.
“Do I need to call the pizza place?”
Luke got up, snorted, and came back with a large container. He set it on the coffee table and opened it. “Salad.”
“Salad is good. I love veggies.”
“I like salads with good dressings,” Derek said.
“Benny’s into meat, meat, and more meat,” Luke noted.
“I can tell. Those muscles need protein.”
“I also like the other meat.” Benny waggled his eyebrows and leered, leaving no doubt as to what he mea
nt.
Luke tossed a pillow at him, and Derek laughed. Sawyer curled his legs under him, chuckling softly. It was so good to be among friends. Derek gave him a hug and a smile, eyes bright and happy.
He was pretty sure that moving here had been the best decision he’d made in the last six years.
Chapter Four
PIZZA AND dessert rocked. Benny ignored the mold, aka the salad. But what really set the evening up was finally getting to spend some quality time with the new neighbor. He was pretty sure Sawyer had been avoiding them ever since the barbecue the first night he popped in. And for a while Benny had wondered if the new guy was going to really fit in. Luke had told him not to stress it, and he hadn’t really been stressing, But it was good to know the guy wasn’t going to move out in a snit because they all fucked around together.
Now he was fed and happy. They’d gotten Sawyer off before dinner, so now it was his turn. Because Luke had said Derek would have to wait if Sawyer came.
He looked expectantly at Luke once they’d cleared everything away.
Luke raised a single eyebrow. “What?”
“Can the new guy suck me off?” He figured he’d start out like he could hold out.
“You can’t take a blow job without coming, so no.”
“But I’ve been good!” Oh, no fair.
“Sawyer got to come, so you and Derek can wait until later in the evening.” Luke turned to Sawyer. “If you had carte blanche, what would you want to do right now?”
“Get to know you.”
Oh, Sawyer was too sweet.
Benny sighed as Luke beamed at Sawyer. They were going to go with get to know you instead of suck off Benny. He didn’t approve.
“Let’s play two truths and a lie,” Luke suggested.
“Ooh. I like that game.” Benny bounced and grabbed another piece of pizza.
“Then you can start,” Luke told him.
“I love to fuck. I love to be fucked. I’m a virgin.”
Everyone laughed, and Derek shouted out, “The virgin thing is a lie! Are we getting prizes?”
Benny swung his gaze around to Luke, who twisted his lips and hmmed. “He who figures out the most lies gets to come next.”
“So I have one. I’m ahead!” Derek hooted and danced, making Sawyer laugh. Derek winked at Sawyer and sat next to him.
“It’s your turn now, though,” Luke said. “If you guess right, you have to do it.”
“Okay.” Derek narrowed his eyes.
“You’re thinking hard—I can smell the smoke,” Benny noted.
Derek stuck his tongue out. “Benny’s a turd, I love my job, and I love tiger tail ice cream more than anything.”
“The lie is obviously the first one,” Benny said.
“Nope—God’s honest truth, that one. But you’ve narrowed it down for Luke and Sawyer.”
“I don’t know what tiger tail ice cream is, but it must be good.” Sawyer laughed.
“Nope. He hates it. I didn’t know that, but I know he loves his job more than is natural.” Luke made a tick in the air with his finger. “That’s one for me.”
“It’s not unnatural to love your job. You guys are just jealous. And tiger tail ice cream has a thread of licorice flavoring through it. And not just a little thread either. Talk about unnatural.” Derek shook himself. “Yuck.”
“No licorice for you. Got it.” Sawyer nodded like he’d remember it. Benny bet Sawyer would. There was something about the guy that screamed “I pay attention.”
Just like the guy had triggered every one of Luke’s big bad top instincts.
“That means you go next, Luke.”
“I’m a huge kale fan, I was a go-go dancer in university, and my favorite movie is Jurassic Park.”
His and Derek’s mouths both dropped open. He knew damn well Luke drank lots of kale smoothies; he hated the stuff if it wasn’t disguised and deeply hidden.
“You were a go-go dancer?” Derek asked before Benny had a chance to.
Luke’s smile was slow and easy, like a crocodile’s.
“Why was that the go-to as a truth?” Sawyer asked.
“Because anyone who knows Luke for more than six hours knows he’s a huge Jurassic Park fan and thinks kale is a necessary evil, which leaves the go-go thing. So who do we have to blow to see a demonstration?”
“I’m older now, broader. There will be no demonstration.”
Now that was no fair. No fair at all.
“You work out a ton and your body is amazing,” Derek pointed out.
“Go-go dancing is a slender man’s game. It’s not happening, and if you ask me to demonstrate again, there will be spankings. For everyone.”
Sawyer blushed dark, but Benny noticed there didn’t seem to be any shock there. Nor any great worry about the possibility of getting spanked either. Benny didn’t like it, but Derek got off on it. And on watching him take a spanking from Luke if he’d earned it.
“So who got that one right?” Benny asked.
“Let’s give Sawyer a turn. He hasn’t yet, and he knows us the least, so he’s got less of a chance of answering as quickly as you two hooligans.”
Benny had to admit he was interested in what Sawyer’s truths were. They didn’t know a whole lot about him yet, but he seemed onionlike. Lots of layers.
“Oh, I… I write copy for catalogs, I published a horror novel years ago, and I, um, don’t know how to knit.”
“No way you published a horror novel,” exclaimed Benny.
“I don’t know,” said Derek. “I think it’d be way more interesting if that was true and the lie is that you don’t know how to knit. Because that would mean you do know how to knit, and that would be kind of funky and cool.”
Sawyer nodded. “Derek got it. I can totally knit.”
Derek laughed softly and planted a kiss on his lips.
Benny frowned. “No way. Seriously? And did you already know, Derek? ’Cause I think you’re cheating.”
“He didn’t tell me. Like I said, it seemed funky and cool. And dude—you published a horror novel?”
Sawyer pinked. “I did. I’m almost done with another. It was on hold while James was sick.”
“That’s so cool! Well, not that James was sick, but the whole published horror novel that you wrote and you’re writing another one.”
Okay, Derek was stupid in lust with Sawyer; that much was clear to Benny. It was adorable, really. Like truly cute.
“It’s your turn again, Derek,” Luke prompted.
“Okay, let’s see, I don’t want to make it so easy this time….” Derek got a faraway look for a moment, and then he went on. “I’m one class short of graduating high school. My first time was with one of my teachers in the school parking lot. And I’ve always wanted a ferret.”
“A teacher? Impressive. Man or woman?” Benny asked. Derek was just a baby.
“Dude, I was never into women. So you figured that one was true. Which of the other two is a lie?” Derek looked around the room expectantly, eyes lingering on Sawyer.
“Ferrets are cool.” Sawyer twined their fingers together.
“They smell, though.” Derek laughed softly. “I don’t really want one. Though a rabbit would be nice, don’t you think?”
“Are we allowed pets?” Sawyer asked. “I like cats.”
“Nobody ever said we couldn’t have them. You think a bunny and a cat would get along?”
“I don’t know.” Sawyer moved to push into his arms, stealing a kiss.
“No fair!”
“Benny.” Luke growled out his name.
“Well, it’s not.”
“I didn’t say no kissing….”
In that case…. He pushed into Luke’s arms and smashed their lips together. Luke wrapped around him and brought him in, taking over control of the kiss immediately. Benny didn’t roll over and beg for more, but he did let Luke have his head. Luke could do anything he wanted to Benny.
Hell, Luke could do anything he wanted to a
ny of them, he’d bet.
The kiss ended far sooner than he wanted, and he pouted.
“God, you’re a brat.” Luke was smiling as he said it.
“You know it. Your brat.”
Luke wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in for another no-holds-barred kiss that he felt down to his bones. Fuck, that was something else. Benny melted, hand cupping Luke’s cheek. God, he loved this man. Drawing circles on the small of his back with his fingers, Luke held him. He hummed for Benny before breaking the kiss again. “You can do what you want with him, Derek, but don’t forget you’re not allowed to come yet.”
“I know. He’s just so fucking sweet.”
“Baby boy’s got it bad for the new guy,” Benny murmured, looking back at them again.
“Uh-huh. Can’t say I blame him.”
“He’s not bad at all.” Benny shook his head, but you couldn’t be growly at Sawyer. The man was nice as hell.
Luke’s hand slid to his ass, grabbed a cheek, and squeezed. “Damning with faint praise.” Luke watched Derek and Sawyer, then turned his gaze back to Benny. “Remember, you’re not allowed to come yet either.”
“I’m not stupid, Luke. I heard you. I won’t forget.”
“I didn’t say you were stupid, boy.” Oh, he did love it when Luke growled. Even when it was at him.
“I’m not forgetful either.” He cuddled in.
“So, are we done playing?” Luke asked loudly enough the other two could hear him.
“If we quit now, I win,” Derek pointed out.
“I think that’s cheating.” Benny thought about it a moment longer. “No, I know that’s cheating.”
Luke shrugged. “We’re making up our own rules.”
“Who won the last round?” he asked.
“Uh….” Luke chuckled. “I’m a little distracted. Who gave the last truths and lie?”
Derek waved from his kiss.
“I don’t think anyone guessed that right. We all assumed it was the high school thing. You really didn’t graduate?”
“Nope.”
“Wow.” Benny couldn’t imagine, but it didn’t seem to matter, did it?
Derek shrugged. “It’s not like I needed my high school degree to work at the family factory.”
“True,” Sawyer added. “True, and what you do is a special skill.”