Home and Heart

by Sean Michael

  Derek beamed at Sawyer. “Thank you.”

  “Good lord, would you two just fuck already?”

  “Too late, Benny, they already have.”

  Sawyer looked over with a hurt expression. Then he backed away from Derek. “I’m going to get some clothes on. I’ll be right back.”

  Then Sawyer was gone, and the bedroom door shut and locked with a loud click.

  Derek glared at him and Luke. “What the hell was that?”

  “We were just teasing.”

  “Guys, he’s new and obviously delicate! Way more than us.” Derek got up and went over to the bedroom door. “Sawyer? It’s me. Open the door?”

  Benny sighed. “Was I an asshole? I didn’t mean to be an asshole.”

  “No. He’s just scared, I bet. He doesn’t know where to settle yet, what’s a joke and what’s criticism.”

  “The kid’s pissed off at us.”

  “Uh-huh. He’ll come back around too.”

  “Please, Sawyer? The guys are going to clean up and leave.” Derek gave them a glare that said they’d better do that.

  “Oh, I’m okay. I just felt odd being the only one in a robe.” Sawyer appeared, wearing sweats and a loose T-shirt. “Should I grab the dessert?”

  “Yeah? You sure you’re okay?” Derek asked, stroking Sawyer’s arm.

  “I am. I just needed a little armor, hmm?”

  Derek nodded, and the two of them came back to the couch and sat together.

  “So we’re all good again?” Luke asked.

  “Sorry, Sawyer. I was just teasing, not trying to hurt your feelings, man,” Benny said. See him. See him be nice.

  Luke nodded and slid a hand along his back.

  “I’ll learn,” Sawyer said. “I know I’m stupidly sensitive. I’m trying not to be, but… it’s hard.”

  “Have you always been that way?” Luke asked. “I mean, was that your demeanor during your time together?”

  “Me and my… James?”

  “Yes, that’s what I meant.” Luke gave Sawyer a sympathetic look but continued to hold his gaze.

  “He was my professor. I think he knew that I was… less than confident. After he died, I was lost, and I drank, a lot. Now I’m sober and single and less than confident again.”

  Poor man. God, Benny couldn’t imagine losing Luke or Derek, either one.

  “That really sucks. I’m sorry. The information is important to know, though.”

  Derek held Sawyer, kissed his cheek. “You’re okay now. You’re with friends.”

  It really was cute the way Derek had it so bad for Sawyer.

  Benny relaxed back against Luke.

  “What kind of professor?” Luke asked.

  “English. He was brilliant.”

  “I bet he was. And he took good care of you.” Luke’s tone was easy and light.

  “He did, but I took care of him as well. It was a mutually beneficial love affair.”

  “That’s great. I can see why it was so hard to lose him. It’s good you’re moving on now, though.”

  “You can’t just wait forever for him to not be dead, I guess,” Benny added.

  Sawyer looked over at him, then blinked. “You know what, you’re absolutely right. After almost five years, he’s probably… gooey.”

  “Ewww.” Derek made a face. “I really don’t want to be imagining what I’m imagining right now.”

  “No, me either.” Sawyer grinned, though, and the look was surprisingly wicked.

  Benny had to laugh. And the others joined in. Okay, he thought he could get to enjoy Sawyer’s company a lot. The guy just might fit in with them. He was absolutely trying, and Benny could respect that.

  “Soooo.” He looked at Luke. “We were promised someone would get to orgasm….” And he very much wanted it to be him.

  Luke nodded. “I did say that, didn’t I?” The long legs spread. “Come and give me my orgasm.”

  “Oh, that’s totally cheating!” Benny pinched the inside of Luke’s thigh, careful not to hurt.

  “No, baby, that’s the perks to being the one in charge.”

  “Is it? Why did I pick being a sub again?”

  “You didn’t pick it, baby. It picked you. I picked you.”

  Derek hummed cheerfully. “You two make me happy.”

  Benny stole a kiss, slow and lazy, while working Luke’s belt open.

  “Can Sawyer blow me while Benny’s blowing you, Luke?” Derek asked.

  “Is that fair?” Benny whispered against Luke’s lips.

  “You just want to come too.”

  Well, duh.

  Luke chuckled. “Go ahead, Sawyer. Blow Derek’s mind.”

  “It’s not his mind he wants blown,” Benny noted.

  “I’d be happy to.” Sawyer slid down, kissing Derek’s chest on the way.

  “I want a kiss first,” Derek murmured, bending to bring their mouths together.

  Benny shook his head. It really wasn’t fair, but at the same time, he wasn’t giving up his chance to suck Luke’s amazing cock.

  “Shh. You know I have your back, baby.”

  “I know.”

  “Show me how much you love my cock, and then I’ll return the favor.”

  Benny moved down between Luke’s legs, sliding down Luke’s fly. The first thing that hit him was the scent of Luke’s cock. The second he smelled it, his own cock perked up.

  He nuzzled in and fished Luke out, careful not to catch Luke on his zipper. That earned him a low moan, and Luke spread his legs farther apart, giving him more room to work.

  “Smell so good.” Luke made him a little dizzy, if he was honest.

  “I’m leaking for you, baby. Every last drop is yours.”

  He whimpered, so pleased he burned. He dragged his tongue from the base to the tip of that fat, thick prick. Fuck, he loved this cock. Loved Luke.

  Luke dropped a hand onto his head, solid and warm but not forcing him in any way.

  It was so easy to sink into this, to moan and lick and let himself lean close. Luke began to pet him, fingers stroking through his hair and sliding down to caress his jaw, his throat.

  God, so good. So hot and right. He began to suck, pulling strong but slow. Luke moaned for him, the sound sexy as hell and going straight to his balls.

  An answering sound came from Derek, a little wilder, a little louder. Benny redoubled his efforts—he could make Luke need harder than Sawyer could work Derek.

  “Damn, baby.” Luke shifted, pushing closer.

  He’d have smiled, but his mouth was a little busy and very full. He slapped the tip of Luke’s cock with his tongue as he pulled up along the hot flesh.

  A spurt of salty seed teased his lips. Oh, excellent. He sucked it in, swallowing over and over, loving that flavor.

  “Ben. Baby. Fuck….” Luke grabbed his head and began humping up toward his mouth.

  Opening up, he let Luke in, swallowing around the thick heat whenever it hit his throat. Luke knew he could take every inch, suck good and hard.

  Luke dropped both hands to his head, holding him in place as he fucked Benny’s mouth in earnest. That was what he needed, what he wanted, down to the bone.

  “Baby. Baby.” Luke repeated the word over and over.

  He swallowed hard, thumbs working Luke’s balls.

  “Baby!” This time the endearment was a shout and his only warning as Luke shot and come spurted down his throat.

  He took every drop, humming over the flavor. This was his lover, his man.

  Luke relaxed back in his chair, one hand remaining in Benny’s hair. He cleaned Luke’s cock, licking gently.

  He could hear Derek and Sawyer kissing slowly. He was patient, though, cleaning every single inch before raising his head and begging his own kiss.

  “So good,” Luke murmured, drawing him up.

  Big as he was, he loved that it didn’t feel awkward for him to be in Luke’s lap. He shared one kiss after another, offering Luke a taste of himself.

 
; Luke’s hands were so warm, holding him easily.

  “So when do I get to come?” He tried not to sound whiny.

  “You have been patient, haven’t you?”

  He nodded. He so had. Patient as anyone. And everyone else had gotten to come already.

  “All right, get up and get naked. Then you can come sit here again, and Derek and Sawyer can blow you.”

  He nodded eagerly, standing up to strip, tear off his clothes.

  Luke chuckled softly. “That is some very eager stripping.” Then Luke turned to the others. “Poor Benny hadn’t gotten to come yet. You two want to come help him out with that?”

  “Uh-huh.” Derek turned to Sawyer. “Benny’s got a great cock, and he tastes good.”

  “He’s been very kind and patient, at least so far.” Luke pulled him down and hooked Benny’s legs around his, which held Benny open.

  “That is very unusual,” Derek noted.

  “Hey!” Benny argued. “I’m patient!”

  “When it comes to sex?” Derek shook his head, and Luke chuckled behind him, jiggling him somewhat.

  Derek and Sawyer came over and knelt together in front of him.

  Sawyer’s hands were soft on his legs, while Derek was more straightforward, mouth dropping down on his prick. The suction made his eyes cross, made him cry out.

  “Don’t be greedy, Derek,” Luke warned. “Besides, I want you to take your time, play with him. Make Benny wait for it.”

  That was his wicked lover.

  “So mean to me,” he groused.

  “I could show you mean,” Luke warned. “I’m sure Derek and Sawyer could just as happily suck each other off while we watch.”

  He didn’t think either one of them could get it up again, personally.

  “I’m happy sucking Benny,” Derek said. “He deserves his turn.”

  “You are too sweet, Derek.” Luke patted Benny’s hip. “I shall have to come up with the appropriate punishment for sassing me. I have yet to find it.”

  Sawyer licked and stroked, the tiniest caresses making Benny dizzy. And distracting him from what Luke was saying. Meanwhile, Derek had found his balls, sucking first one in and then the other.

  Sawyer licked the tip of his cock, the motion unbearably gentle. He shook, his body vibrating from it.

  Luke hummed. “He likes that, boys. Whatever you’re doing is driving him crazy.”

  “Uh-huh. Nuts. So good. Please.”

  “You heard him, Derek. He wants more action on his nuts.”

  At Luke’s words, Derek sucked harder on Benny’s balls. Benny moaned softly in thanks, his sac wrinkling up.

  Derek was like a hoover and Sawyer like a feather, the contrasting touches maddening in the best way. He shifted in Luke’s lap, his entire body lit up.

  Luke pushed a hand between his body and Benny’s ass, one finger sliding along his crack toward his hole.

  “Please. Please, Luke.” He wanted it.

  “Please what, boy? This?” Luke pushed his finger against Benny’s hole, pressing hard, then breaching him.

  “Yes!” He shuddered, not sure where to put his body.

  “I love the way your body shakes when you don’t know whether to push forward or press back.” Luke nibbled on his neck, finger pressing in again and again.

  “I can’t help it. Love. More, please. Please, Sawyer. Derek.”

  Luke nodded. “Give him more. He begs so prettily for it.”

  Sawyer began to suck him, and his eyes went wide. Fuck. The man was born to this. Sawyer’s head began to bob, each slide of the tight lips along Benny’s prick like magic.

  “Luke!” He needed his lover to know this, how good it was.

  “Right here, baby.” Luke pushed his finger deeper, the burn the perfect accompaniment to Sawyer’s mouth.

  “You’re going to love this.” He bore down.

  “I do love fingerfucking you, baby.” Luke sent his finger deeper.

  “Yes.” Hell yeah. He leaned forward, then back.

  They worked him together, their mouths and Luke’s finger pushing him higher every moment.

  “Soon,” he whispered. “I can’t hold it, Luke.”

  “Of course you can’t. The question is, am I going to make you try?” Luke rubbed their cheeks together.

  “Love….” Oh, he was happy, all the way.

  “Mmm. I do love you. But I’m going to punish you if you don’t wait until I tell you that you can come. I’m going to bind your cock and balls and leave them like that overnight.”

  “Luke!” Bastard. Luke knew if he kept talking….

  “Just laying it out on the line for you. It wouldn’t be fair if you came and then I told you that it wasn’t allowed and I was going to bind your sac and hang weights from it.” Luke nuzzled his temple. “I might even have to plug your ass with something heavy. Leave it in for our workout tomorrow.”

  He was going to scream.

  Sawyer’s long moan vibrated around his cock.

  “Oh, are you into ass play, Sawyer? Do you need to be plugged and fucked and filled?” Luke was evil incarnate.

  This time Sawyer’s sound was a whimper, and the suction around Benny’s cock increased. Oh, they were going to have so much fun together.

  “He loves that idea, Luke,” he managed to grind out.

  “Excellent.” Luke bit his earlobe, hard.

  He jerked and shot, his spunk pouring into Sawyer. Oh fuck.

  “Naughty, naughty, Benny.”

  He couldn’t be sorry. It had been good. Like fucking good. “If you knew what Sawyer was like, you’d totally understand.” He looked down at the man who was cleaning him, licking him like his cock was a lollipop. “You are something else.”

  Sawyer turned bright red, but the licking didn’t stop. Someone was a bigger cockhound than Benny, and that was saying a lot.

  He reached down and stroked Sawyer’s hair. “Thank you.”

  “What am I? Shoe scum?” Derek asked. “My mouth was there too.”

  “I can’t reach you, shoe-scum boy.”

  Derek stuck his tongue out. “Butthead.”

  Sawyer began to giggle. Derek turned and smiled at Sawyer.

  “Dude, I still think that’s the best sound.”

  “Thank you.” Sawyer leaned forward and kissed Derek gently.

  Derek closed his eyes and kissed Sawyer back. If they weren’t so pretty together, Benny probably would have said something sarcastic, but they were, and so he didn’t. Instead he rested back against Luke, coming down slowly. The anticipation of his “punishment” kept his tension at a certain level.

  It felt good, to relax, to be together. He’d worried about the new guy. But he seemed to not only be fitting in okay, but fitting in well. It seemed he was less vanilla than he looked.

  Like a metric fuckton less.

  “So tell us, Sawyer. You have a king-size bed, right?” Luke asked.

  “I do, yes. I just bought it. It’s brand-new.”

  “Good man. There’s way more room for four in a king.”

  “Let me show you my bedroom.”

  “Perfect.” Luke stretched, and Benny slid from his lover’s lap, Derek and Sawyer standing in front of them.

  The big bed was already mussed, but there were plenty of pillows and heavy comforters. Someone got cold.

  “This’ll do nicely. Who wants to be the middle?” Luke asked.

  “Sawyer, I think.” Benny grinned at his new friend, then climbed in and held one hand out for Sawyer.

  “I’ll take the other middle.” Derek was so in lust.

  Luke chuckled. “I haven’t cuddled you in an age, Derek.”

  “I know. Slacker,” Derek teased.

  Luke grabbed Derek around the neck and gave him a noogie. They bumped into Sawyer, sending the man onto the bed and into Benny’s arms.

  He wrapped his arms around Sawyer, hugged him. “Hey.”

  “Hey there.”

  Derek snuggled up behind Sawyer, and Luke g
ot in after him, bumping them all toward Benny, pushing Sawyer more firmly into his arms.

  “Perfect. Everyone can rest now.” Luke sounded so sure.

  “Yes, Mr. Bossy.” Derek gave Benny a grin.

  Benny grinned back. Hopefully Luke’s hands weren’t too full.

  Chapter Five

  LUKE LIKED the new guy. He’d clearly come from a background in the lifestyle. He’d have to gently grill him, find out where his limits were, what he was into. Aside from oral. And anal. He grinned up at the ceiling. It seemed that under the quiet exterior, Sawyer was as sexual as the rest of them.

  He was pretty, gentle, obviously smart, and a touch skittish, but he seemed to be willing to try, to meet them all halfway. And that was a big ask of someone new—taking on three guys who had been playing together for ages.

  He glanced at the time. Well after midnight. No wonder he was feeling like he needed a snack. Luke slipped out of bed and padded out to Sawyer’s kitchen to see if he stocked decent snacks in either his pantry or his fridge.

  There were grapes and turnovers, apples and lunch meat. All good stuff.

  “Feel free to help yourself.” The soft sound made him jump.

  “Hey, Sawyer. I didn’t realize anyone else was awake.” He held out his arms. Would Sawyer take him up on his invitation?

  “I felt you get up. I’m a light sleeper.” Sawyer stepped closer, coming to him.

  He wrapped Sawyer in a hug, offering him warmth, comfort. “Is that something you learned so you would always be there for your master?”

  “It was what I did for him, to make sure he had what he needed.”

  “You were twenty-four/seven in it, eh?” That must have made the loss even harder.

  “Yes, Sir. I was.”

  Sweet boy.

  “Well, you’re a credit to him, from what I’ve seen.”

  “I have had a few hard years, but I brought myself back from the edge.”

  “The alcoholism.” He nodded. He’d bet Sawyer had been unbelievably lost after he’d lost his master.

  “Yes. I didn’t… I’m not proud of it, but it happened.”

  “But you turned your life back around. Well done. Now, what shall we snack on?”

  “Would you like a sandwich?”

  “Actually, yes, I would. Thank you.” He could have made it himself, but he had a hunch that Sawyer would appreciate the role of caretaker.