Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  “Do you…what should I do.” God, Alex felt stupid, foolish and twelve again.

  Reed let go of him long enough to pull his shirt off and shimmy out of his shoes and jeans. “We’re going as slow as you need. Do whatever feels good. I’m not a chick, trust me I’ll like it.”

  That made Alex laugh and relaxed him. “You’re really nice. Do you know that? Promise me you’ll tell me if I’m doing this wrong.”

  “You won’t do anything wrong.” Reed’s fingers extended and flexed into fists.

  Alex looked down at Reed’s body. Like most baseball players he was long and lean. Swallowing his nerves and pushing away his fear of messing this up, he put both hands on Reed’s chest and applied a small amount of pressure. The way the hair on his chest felt under Alex’s fingers was sensuous. Using just his fingertips he walked his fingers down the length of Reed’s body. Leaning down he used a tongue to blaze a trail in the wake of his fingers.

  He moved his hands slowly and steadily down to Reed’s soft belly. Spreading his fingers out he used the lightest of touches along Reed’s sides. Reed arched into his touch. His chest heaved and he groaned on every exhale. Alex couldn’t get enough of the feeling of how Reed’s muscles moved smoothly under his twitching skin. He pushed his hands back up Reed’s body and pulled them back down, pressing in as his fingers traversed Reed’s ribcage.

  Reed smiled and licked his lips. He watched Alex intently, his hips moving in a steady rhythm up and down. “That’s so hot,” Reed said in a soft, breathy voice that was pure need. His body rolled and stretched beneath Alex’s fumbling attempts.

  Then again maybe he wasn’t as inept as he thought, Reed certainly seemed to be heartily enjoying all of Alex’s attention. Bracing his heels against the floor, Reed bent his knees and relaxed his legs so they fell wide apart. He folded his arms under his head and simply lay there, watching Alex.

  Alex scooted around until he was between Reed’s legs, his knees pushing against Reed’s inner thighs. Reed’s skin was warm and damp from sweat. The hair there bristled and scratched in a delightful way against Alex’s knees. The sensation sent a wave of tingles through his legs and made him shiver.

  It was a surprise to Alex how much Reed’s body hair heightened his excitement and added an extra layer of sensation and pleasure to his experience. When Alex used his fingertips to explore the tight curls covering Reed’s groin, Reed groaned and said softly, “Feels so good.”

  “Yeah, it does,” Alex agreed. He bent his fingers and rubbed along the side of Reed’s cock.

  The heady aroma of arousal wafted up at Alex and the slightly slick feel his skin had from sweat was intoxicating. Alex didn’t give his next actions much though, he took Reed’s advice and went with what felt good and right. He curled his fingers around Reed’s cock and brushed his thumb over the silky soft top and through his slit. It didn’t feel much different than his own cock. He knew what to do with this.

  Reed arched his back and moaned more loudly and shoving his hips up against Alex’s hand. Bracing his free hand on Reed’s thigh, Alex leaned over him more. He pushed down, forcing Reed to stay put which in turn made Reed gasp and try shoving up again. It was an effort to move his hand as slowly as he did. He wanted to piston his fist and make Reed scream and beg for more. Going slow was the sweetest type of torture Alex knew.

  He stroked Reed’s cock in long, luxurious motions, giving a tiny, easy twist just before he reached the crown. He scraped his thumbnail along the underside and was rewarded with a hearty groan and shudder, Reed pushing his feet along the floor as his hips gyrated.

  “My God, do that again,” Reed’s panted in a breathy voice.

  Alex was only too happy to comply. Loosening his grip on the down stroke, he increased the intensity of his hold with the up stroke. Another twist and he used his thumb and forefinger to encircle the crown of Reed’s cock before making the swiping motion again.

  “Oh, shit, God, yes,” Reed cried out.

  Alex twisted his hand back and forth a few times then rubbed his palm over the velvety top. Reed sucked in shallow, quick breaths with every one of Alex’s twists and strokes. He didn’t need to complete that move more than a few times before Reed was shooting hot, thick white fluid all over Alex’s hand. He bowed away from the floor, twisting one way then the other, shouting and panting Alex’s name. All too soon Reed’s flow was diminishing from a fountain to a dribble. Alex couldn’t take his eyes off the picture, he wanted more of it and soon. He softened his grip and gradually slowed the rhythm until Reed was completely soft and no more liquid dribbled from his slit.

  Still breathing as if he was suffocating, Reed did a sit up, cupped the back of Alex’s head and pulled him in for a kiss. When he inched back he took a few huge breaths and said, “Good morning. That…was…am-mazing.”

  Alex had absolute proof now, he wasn’t nearly as straight as he’d always thought. The prospect excited him beyond belief. “I can make us some breakfast, I think I’ve got eggs.” He stopped and rubbed the back of his head. “On second thought, how about I buy you breakfast.”

  The back of Reed’s hand brushed ever so gently over Alex’s cheek. “Only if we can make out after I get some throws in.” He stood up and offered Alex a hand to pull up against. “Shower?”

  Alex could only nod and traipse after Reed, still holding his hand, all the way to the shower. They didn’t have sex, but Reed took Alex’s hands and helped him explore. Running his fingers and palms all over Reed’s fine body, learning the difference between him and a girl. The tight muscles and sinewy grooves between turned Alex on more than boobs and pussy could have ever possibly done.

  Slippery with soap and water, Reed used one hand to gently roll and massage Alex’s balls. The sensation made the muscles of Alex’s legs and his gluts tighten up. He dropped his head back and exhaled a long, sultry sigh. Mimicking Reed’s moves, Alex gasped and shuddered from sensations he never knew he was capable of experiencing. Reed wrapped on arm around Alex’s shoulder and pulled reeled him in.

  Using his other hand, Reed eased his fingers between the cheeks of Alex’s ass and pressed in softly as his finger moved up and down in a slow, steady motion. Eventually Reed honed in on Alex’s entrance. He leaned in and blew lightly in Alex’s ear while at the same time used just the tip of his finger to make soft, slow circles around Alex’s entrance. Another few beats and he pressed in with only the very tip of his finger. Powerful jolts of pleasure rocked through Alex. His knees felt weak and despite the hot water cascading over them he shivered. Panting, he took a step closer to Reed and rested his forehead against Reed’s shoulder.

  After another minute Reed took Alex’s hand in his own and moved it around so Alex could gingerly feel the warm area tucked between Reed’s cheeks. His fingers probed the moist spot, exploring slowly, getting accustomed to the new and different feeling. A tingle ran up his arm then coursed down his spine.

  Reed smiled and asked, “Do you like that?”

  “Yeah, I do,” Alex answered immediately.

  “We’ll need lube to do more. I didn’t come very prepared, but we’ll get some supplies for next time.”

  “You want a next time?” Alex rested his weight against Reed, nuzzled his neck and planted a string of little kisses along his collarbone.

  “I do.” Reed hooked one finger under Alex’s chin and tilted his head up for a hungry kiss. “Many, many more next times.”

  Eventually they turned off the shower. Toweling dry was as erotic as their shower. Reed threaded one of Alex’s terrycloth bath towels between Alex’s legs and pulled it back and forth gently. When Alex used the same towel and rubbed over Reed’s chest—sweet lord he loved that chest—he was delighted by the way Reed shuddered.

  “We should probably stop this and get dressed,” Reed said and kissed Alex’s nose.

  Alex’s stomach was growling viciously by the time they were dressed and ready to head out to breakfast. There was a small diner between Alex’s apartment bui
lding and the school’s physical education facilities and they decided to stop there.

  Alex was happy when they were seated at a booth that afforded them some privacy. “Can I ask you something?”

  Reed drew in a deep breath, leaned forward and folded his hands together on the table. “I had your dick in my mouth not an hour ago, ask me anything,” he said in a hushed tone.

  Alex rolled his eyes and smirked. He fiddled with the paper napkin on the table in front of him. “How did you know I wouldn’t punch you in the mouth?”

  “Honestly?” Reed asked and Alex nodded. Reed scrunched his face up a bit then said, “Well I really didn’t, not for sure. But I saw you watching me a few times at practice and when I watched you it didn’t seem to be a problem. And, correct me if I’m wrong, but you were pretty okay with how much I touched you at the movies last night. Did I plan what we just did? No.”

  “That was just your good luck?”

  Reed laughed and said, “And what luck it was.”

  “Where do we go from here? I mean no one on the team knows your gay, right?” Alex shrugged a little. “No one really knows I’m gay since I just found out recently myself.” They both had a little chuckle from that remark.

  “I want it kept that way, on the team. Whatever I accomplish playing ball I want to do it because of my ability. Not because I can be a political statement.” He held both hands up and waggled his fingers. “Oooh, look we have a gay pitcher. No thanks. I throw no hitters because I’m good, not because of who I sleep with.”

  Alex nodded. “That makes sense.” All of a sudden he didn’t know if he liked this idea. “No hanging out and stuff? Or dating?” Was he really that old fashioned that he needed to be wined and dined?

  “Of course not, but I’d like to try and keep it low keyed. I’m not hiding, but I’m not trying to flash it around either. I think it would be the same if I were dating a woman. I’ll be in the pro draft and I’ve decided on some personal ground rules I intend to try and stick to. Private life is private.”

  Alex relaxed, sat back and smiled. “I can work with that.” He meant it too. Planning ahead like that was part of Reed’s personality. Alex should have known Reed would have given how to handle his private life while in the public eye careful consideration.

  “What sort of date did you have in mind?” Reed asked.

  They fell silent for a few minutes while the waitress brought their food.

  “Well, we did a movie,” Alex said between bites of his pancakes. “I’ve never really been good that this. Maybe that’s why my girlfriends never hung around long.”

  Reed smiled and countered, “Maybe the reason for that was you shouldn’t have been with girls.”

  “Touché,” Alex admitted, pointing is fork at Reed.

  “How about something a little more romantic?” Reed asked

  “Like?”

  “Do you enjoy dancing?” Reed asked.

  Alex took a sip of the juice and nodded. “Sure. I guess.”

  “There’s a place I know where we can get a nice dinner and maybe do a bit of dancing, watch a game on a kick ass big screen. It has it all.”

  “I’d like that,” Alex said.

  Reed waggled his eyebrows. “This time I’ll come prepared.”

  “What should I do?” Alex asked.

  Reed shrugged and said, “Show up.”

  They decided on two nights later. Though they talked and texted a few times a day, and made a point to have at least one meal together, there was nothing more physical between them than a stolen kiss here and there. The more time Alex spent with Reed the more he was realizing how different a romantic relationship with a man was. Most of the anxiety he felt while dating a girl had evaporated. The prospect of being with a man was exciting and relaxing all at the same time. No, Alex corrected himself, it was the prospect of being with Reed.

  Finally the day of their official ‘date’ arrived. Alex spent the whole day looking at his watch. If he wasn’t doing that it was his watch or his phone to check the time. He’d done some online research and thought he was a little more prepared for his evening with Reed. He took comfort in the fact that at least one of them knew what they were doing. He and Reed had been friends, but advancing that to lovers was what got Alex’s heart pounding faster.

  Just as he had the previous two days he’d closed his eyes in the shower, grabbed his cock and jerked and twisted to images of Reed in his mind until he was coming all over the shower floor. The fact was slowly dawning on Alex that Reed had been working for months to seduce him using subtle sultry glances and seemingly innocent, well placed and time touches.

  This time it was Reed’s turn to drive and it was easier since Alex wasn’t sure where they were going. Reed picked Alex up a full hour before their reservations, and it was only a thirty minute drive. If Alex had any lingering doubts they vanished when he laid eyes on Reed. He leaned against the side of his car, looking amazing. From the expression Reed wore he was clearly as excited about their date as Alex was.

  Alex couldn’t help how his gaze swept up and down Reed. Wearing a dark suit with a deep green shirt and lighter green tie the outfit accentuated Reed’s coloring and eyes. It also showed off wide shoulders, tapered waist and fit body perfectly.

  “Looking good, sir.” Reed stepped forward to meet Alex, and tugged lightly on the sleeve of Alex’s light brown jacket. Reed’s strong arm was around Alex’s middle a second later. Pulling Alex close Reed pressed their lips together in a deep and passionate kiss. Alex responded immediately by hooking one arm around Reed’s neck and grinding his body against Reed’s. They broke their kiss at the same time as if by some unspoken, mutual consent and leaned away from one another. Reed drew a deep breath and said in a low, deep voice, “We should go, or we’ll never get there.”

  “We should,” Alex whispered.

  Once settled in the car and on their way, Alex got a little control over his body back. The drive took them through a more rural area and the scenery was lovely. It was a pleasant evening and they rode with the car windows rolled down. The air smelled of lilacs and freshly mowed grass. Reed had some soft music on and they chatted during the drive. At some point Reed reached over and let his hand rest over Alex’s.

  “I have to confess, I’ve never been so turned on just being around someone,” Alex said. He felt shy and silly putting those feelings into words.

  Reed glanced sideways at him for a few seconds, smiled and squeezed Alex’s hand. “Dude, driving here. Confession for me too, it’s been the same with me. I guess that’s a sign we’re right for each other.”

  The moment they walked into the restaurant Alex was hit with mouthwatering aromas. Reed stopped and inhaled deeply while they waited to be seated. Alex laughed and leaned close to Reed saying in a low voice, “Always a good sign when entering an eatery.”

  Reed snickered softly and positioned himself so he could hold Alex’s hand without making it obvious while they waited the ten or so minutes before they were seated. The establishment’s lights were lowered and there were candles on the tables. Alex picked out all different combinations of couples, homosexual and heterosexual. The people dining here seemed more interested in each other than anyone else.

  Reed had been absolutely right, the wide screen TV was great and perfectly positioned over the bar. It was easy to see it from the tables if someone wanted to watch. Very few of the people appeared interested what was being broadcast. The tables were positioned around a small dance floor. Against the wall opposite the bar was a stage, presumably for live performances. There was a sign listing the bands and times they’d appear. Tonight there was no live performance. The television’s sound was turned down and soft music played in the background. It was not too loud to interfere with conversation, but loud enough to dance to.

  Alex saw that Reed’s actions at the movie had been thought out to exact a positive reaction in Alex. Tonight he did much the same without the pretext of being innocent. Reed’s legs often br
ushed against Alex’s under the table. He’d lightly rub his foot up and down Alex’s shin until Alex was shifting in his chair.

  The tables were small and round. Obviously the restaurant had this style and intended them to be used by couples. It was easy for Reed to reach across and lightly stroke his thumb over the back of Alex’s hand or entwine their fingers together. Alex adored the fact that Reed seemed to sense Alex’s uncertainness. This was such new and uncharted territory for Alex and he appreciated that Reed was so careful and taking Alex’s inexperience into account.

  Each of them chose to forgo beer for a wine that was suggested as an accompaniment to their meal. It was just the right amount of alcohol to help further relax Alex, yet he wouldn’t get close to being drunk. A drunken date was no fun, for either party.

  Eventually their conversation turned to the pro baseball teams. Who was looking good for a shot at the World Series, what players should be dropped and the trades they’d have made for various teams. Alex completely lost track of time. Being with Reed had always been enjoyable, but now with the idea of a relationship hovering in the back of his head Alex decided chatting with his friend was twice as fun. The fact that Reed’s constant attention, the way he gazed longingly at Alex, how he used simple touches to draw Alex in emotionally added a hundred fold to the night’s enjoyment.

  By the time their dessert arrived the lights had been lowered a tad more and the music turned up a tiny amount higher. Couples were beginning to filter onto the dance floor.

  “I’m a terrible dancer.” Reed leaned forward as if confiding a matter of national security. “However,” he stood up and set his napkin onto the table. Holding out his hand he said, “But I did promise dancing. I’ll try not to break anything.”

  Alex swallowed thickly and looked at the dance floor. He’d rarely danced with women, and never another man. However, this seemed to be a place that people came because they wanted to dance. Alex making a fool out of himself on the dance floor paled in comparison to hurting Reed’s feelings. He smiled and stood up, taking Reed’s hand at the same time. “I won’t laugh as long as you don’t.”