My Best Friend's Boyfriend

by G. A. Hauser

  He was about to scream in frustration. This was a gay man. A gay man who had no intention of pursuing a relationship with Trina. A gay man who was available, willing, ready…

  I am not betraying her. Trina never had a chance with him anyway. Gavin began to rub hot friction against Toby’s cock without his help. He got a good look at Toby’s reaction to his touch. Toby was going out of his mind at the moment, whimpering, pressing his body into Gavin’s hand. Here it was on a silver platter. Was Gavin ready to toss it away?

  Oh fuck me! No!

  He tackled Toby backwards to the sofa and cupped his jaw. Gavin opened his mouth and kissed him, nearly passing out from the touch of Toby’s tongue on his.

  Toby untucked his legs from under his body and spread them wide. Gavin fell between them, grinding their cocks together. Toby’s kisses sent Gavin into orbit. He couldn’t remember the last man he’d French-kissed. Toby yanked Gavin’s t-shirt up his body, cupping his chest and pinching Gavin’s nipples. Another surge of pleasure raced to Gavin’s cock and his briefs grew damp. “Holy fuck.” Gavin parted from the kiss to gain air. He stared down at Toby who was pleading with his expression.

  “I need to spurt.” Toby tweaked both of Gavin’s nipples simultaneously.

  Their cocks throbbed in unison.

  “Gavin…” Toby kissed his slack mouth. “Please, baby.”

  Gavin stood off the couch and held out his hand. Toby took it, standing. As if Toby didn’t know if he’d be led to the door or a bed, he continued caressing Gavin’s ass as he walked. Gavin led him to his bed.

  When he went to remove his shirt, Toby intervened and did it for him. Gavin felt high. Lost in the moment. Maybe he didn’t know how much he missed physical contact until he was touched by a man he wanted to make love to.

  Once his shirt was removed, Gavin watched Toby lap at his hard nipples. Toby’s dark eyebrows knotted together as he did, nibbling each one, taking his time.

  Gavin relaxed his arms and received the affection, loving it. As he swooned from Toby’s tender tongue-nipple teasing, Gavin recalled the text messages between them. Messages Toby didn’t know were from him.

  ‘I can’t stop thinking about you’

  ‘what do you like most about me? ’

  ‘I love how you look at me’

  ‘tell me more’

  ‘your scent is delicious’

  ‘are you referring to my cologne, or?’

  Those thoughts made him think of Trina and how tantalizing a conversation it was. He struggled for a moment with his guilt. Toby lowered Gavin’s zipper all the way down and reached his fingers around the waistband of his pants, dragging them off Gavin’s legs with his briefs.

  When Gavin’s cock was exposed from his clothing, Toby knelt in front of him, taking it into his mouth.

  Gavin reached for his shoulder, steadying himself as the sensation of hot, wet sucking nearly knocked him over. With Toby’s help, Gavin stepped out of his bottom half of clothing. Standing naked, Gavin held the base of his cock as Toby gripped his hips, fucking Gavin orally.

  “Holy fuck.” Gavin opened his stance to gain balance, his thoughts of Trina flying out of his head. A blowjob. When the hell was the last one I had?

  Toby leaned back and released Gavin’s cock with a pop. He stood, removing his clothing. “Lay down.”

  “I have condoms and lube in the nightstand.” Gavin stretched out on the bed, staring at Toby’s fit body and long straight, cut, cock.

  Toby opened the top drawer of the night table, digging out the box of condoms and lubrication, placing them within reach.

  “I tested negative. You?” Toby asked, getting between Gavin’s legs on the bed.

  “Negative.” Gavin propped his head on the pillows as Toby resumed his sucking.

  “Do you want to fuck me?” Toby gave him a charming smile, brushing Gavin’s cock against his lips.

  “Yes.” Gavin tried not to pant. The sight of gorgeous Toby and his cock, side by side, was a pretty picture.

  Toby gave Gavin a sultry look and kissed his way up his body. When he came closer to his chest, he said between kisses,

  “You. Are. Incredible.”

  Toby placed a hand on either side of Gavin’s shoulders and laid down on top of him. He held Gavin tightly, and rolled over, bringing Gavin with him.

  Once Gavin was in control, he reached for the unopened box of condoms, ripping the cardboard. While he removed a strip, tearing off one and using his teeth to open it, Toby stroked him, keeping him hard and ready. With the rubber out of its package, Gavin placed it on the head of his cock, and Toby rolled it on seductively for him. His chest was heaving with excitement as he watched, catching Toby smiling at him. After his cock was sheathed, Gavin backed up on the bed. Toby handed him the lube, and scooted down, raising his legs up in the air. Gavin moaned and pressed his face into Toby’s balls, inhaling him.

  ‘your scent is delicious’

  ‘are you referring to my cologne, or?’

  Stop! Gavin shook his head, trying to rid the thoughts.

  “Gav?”

  Gavin kept going. He had come this far. He used the lube on Toby’s ass and then on himself, jerking his cock over the condom to get back a stiff erection. Toby seemed to see him struggling and sat up, cupping the back of Gavin’s head to lead him to his lips. Gavin kissed Toby, bringing back the fire to his groin. Toby grasped Gavin’s cock in both hands and fisted it, squeezing it, running his fingers over his balls, until Gavin was rock hard once more. The moment he was, Toby lay flat, raising his legs. Gavin scooted closer, allowing Toby’s calves to rest on his shoulders. He aimed his dick and pushed in.

  Toby hissed out a breath and urged Gavin deeper. Slowly Gavin achieved complete penetration. The tight heat and beautiful view of his cock entering Toby’s body was enough stimulation to keep him hard and ready. He got a handful of Toby’s balls and moaned as he massaged them in his palm. Toby whimpered and tugged on his dick.

  “Ready?” Gavin asked.

  “Yeah.”

  He braced himself and began fucking Toby. As he did he kept his focus split between his slick cock in Toby’s ass, and Toby fisting his own.

  “Fuck, that feels good!” Gavin had missed this. Missed the closeness of another man, the feeling of hot, tight penetration and intimacy on the deepest level.

  “Holy shit…so nice.” Toby held his cock still. “Should I come?”

  “Up to you. I would love to suck it out of you.”

  Instantly Toby let go of himself.

  Gavin rode him gently, loving it, edging the climax. He inhaled his cologne, his masculine essence.

  ‘your scent is delicious’

  ‘are you referring to my cologne, or?’

  Gavin screwed him harder, trying to eliminate the voices in his head.

  “Yeah! Oh, Gavin, fuck me.”

  Gavin felt the fire of a climax trickle over his skin. He began to perspire and licked his top lip, staring at Toby’s face, his cock, their connection.

  “Fuck me, Gavin, fuck me!” Toby arched his back, making for deeper thrusts.

  Gavin couldn’t hold back, and didn’t want to. “I’m coming,”

  he managed to choke out before he did. One more deep plunge inside Toby and Gavin’s cock shivered and pulsated. He closed his eyes and felt every throb, every beat of his heart as he came.

  “That’s it, babe. That’s it.” Toby touched Gavin where he could reach, his arms, his chest.

  “Holy shit.” Gavin pulled out, sitting on his heels, wiping the dripping sweat off his face. “Wow.”

  “I’m glad you liked it.”

  “Let me clean up.” He climbed off the bed.

  “Okay.”

  ~

  Toby watched Gavin leave the room, staring at his ass. He exhaled and relaxed on the bed, touching his cock which had gone soft. He caught a cologne scent on the pillow and felt good, comfortable. When he first moved to Seattle from Corvallis, he thought he would struggle to
make friends and didn’t want to be socializing exclusively with work associates. He had no idea he’d be lucky enough to find a man living in the same condo complex.

  With Gavin gone, he had a moment to take in the room. He’d been so preoccupied with making love he hadn’t even noticed his surroundings. The layout of the condo unit was identical to his own. Even the placement of the bed, dresser, and highboy. They had similar tastes in furnishing. Nothing too busy, but not too modern either. Traditional three piece bedroom set with cappuccino-colored wood, beige window dressing, and cream colored carpet. All the condos had either light gray or beige floor coverings and eggshell paint on the walls. Two pictures were hung, one on each bare wall—one a framed poster of the Mariners’ team logo, the other a panoramic photo of Mt Rainier. The space was neat, clean, and clutter free.

  Gavin returned to sit beside Toby on the bed. He caressed Toby’s leg, smiling sweetly. “How’ you doin’?”

  “Fabulous.” Toby smile back.

  Gavin leaned down to give him a kiss, then crawled over the bed to settle between Toby’s legs. Toby bent his knees and straddled.

  As Toby watched, his mind becoming blank, Gavin took all of his soft cock into his mouth. Gavin moved his testicles around in their loose sack and rubbed the base of Toby’s cock which was still slightly slick with gel.

  “Oh, yeah…Gav, that’s incredible.” Toby loved getting his cock sucked. The last time he did was over a year ago, before he broke off a relationship with his last lover. Too long ago. As he became erect, Gavin sucked harder, massaging Toby’s rim with his index finger.

  Toby began to rise to a climax. He clenched the bedding in his fists and elevated his hips to meet with Gavin’s amazing sucking. “Baby! Oh! Baby!” Toby wanted to close his eyes but watching Gavin give him head was too good to miss. When Gavin opened his eyes and met his gaze with his cock in his mouth, Toby came. His hips jerked upwards and he grunted at the intensity.

  The phone rang.

  Gavin appeared panicked as he sat up and swallowed the load, coughing.

  Toby caught his breath, then started laughing. “Did you shoot it down the wrong pipe?”

  “No.” Gavin wiped his mouth and then his hands on his own thighs. He peeked at the LCD. “Trina.”

  “No!”

  “Yes.” Gavin stood, fidgeting, picking up his clothing, dropping it and staring at the phone.

  “I’ll be quiet.” Toby put his finger to his lips and moved back on the bed, patting the spot he wanted Gavin to sit on.

  ~

  With the taste of Toby’s spunk on his tongue, Gavin answered the phone. He had to or he’d never hear the end of it.

  “Hi.” He sat on the bed where Toby had wanted him to.

  “He’s not texting me back, and he’s not answering his cell phone. Did you bad mouth me to him?”

  “No, Trina.” He met Toby’s eyes. Toby looked very concerned, not amused in the least. Toby reached for his hand, holding it, rubbing it gently.

  “You must have said something. Why would he all of a sudden ignore me?”

  “Trina…I…” Gavin felt like the worst heel.

  “What should I text him, Gavie? I sent him just a ‘hi’. Was that okay to do?”

  Toby began signaling to take the phone so he could talk to Trina.

  Gavin panicked and shook his head no frantically, retracting his hand from Toby’s clasp. He stood and walked out of the bedroom.

  “Gavie? Were you asleep? It’s only eight o’clock.”

  “No, look, Trina, I have to tell you something.” He stopped in the hall and glanced back at Toby.

  It took his breath away.

  Toby was lying on his side, the pillow under his head, his long, muscular body looked like a pinup model, and his dark eyes were smoldering.

  “Gavie, I know you wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize our friendship. And thinking you and Toby would ever be a couple is silly. Toby obviously must like me or he wouldn’t have asked me out so many times.”

  “Did he ask you out, or did you guys just meet up?”

  Toby shook his head and mouthed, ‘She asked me out.’

  “He isn’t gay, Gavie. I think he just said that to tease you. It is fun to tease you. I do.”

  “No, Trina, I have to tell you something.” Gavin wished she was making it easier.

  Toby hopped off the bed and stood with him in the hall. They met eyes. Gavin melted instantly. He cupped Toby’s face, caressing his cheek.

  Toby held him, rocking him, kissing his neck.

  “I think he’s just busy,” Trina said, “You know how working at Boeing must be. I bet he’s getting overtime this weekend. Right, Gavin? I mean, maybe after the bike ride you saw him take, he went to the office or some work party.”

  Gavin closed his eyes as Toby ran his lips up his neck to his ear, kissing it as gently as a butterfly wing on a petal. His cock wagged, hitting Toby’s thigh. Toby reached down and caressed it as softly as he was kissing him.

  “If we knew each other better, I bet Toby would have asked me. I love going to those parties. They’re always so well catered and everyone wears suits or tuxedos. Gavie?”

  “Yes,” he cleared his throat and said, “Yes, Trina,” as Toby ran kisses down his neck to his shoulder, lightly fingering his dick.

  “I know you’d never do anything to hurt me.”

  “Never deliberately.” Gavin felt like a liar. But what was he supposed to do? Toby was making his knees weak with his kisses.

  “Are you up for a late drink? How about Bell Town?”

  “No, sweetie, I had a very tiring day.”

  “Why was it so tiring?”

  “I was…” Gavin stifled a moan as Toby drew his balls up around the base of his cock. “Climbing poles.”

  Toby covered his laugh against Gavin’s neck.

  “I have to work tomorrow. I hate working Saturdays. I don’t usually, but the manager said since Victoria is on vacation…”

  Toby kissed Gavin’s lips, soft, feather light…

  “…you know the manager usually gives me any day off I want. After the last sale of those diamond earrings, I’m now top salesperson of the entire chain. So, what can I say, he lets me decide my own schedule.”

  “Mm hm.” Gavin leaned back against the wall as Toby licked his way down his chest to his nipple, still tugging and fondling his cock and balls gently. It was so delicate, Gavin didn’t think anyone had ever touched him this way before.

  “I guess I don’t mind working a weekend once in a while. I mean, at least we’re not a mall store. Working the flagship store in downtown has its advantages. No nights, no Sundays. So I suppose I can pitch in. Brook will be there. She loves Saturdays. She says the foot traffic is much higher than weekdays.”

  Gavin opened his lips but stayed quiet as Toby literally licked him everywhere, running his stiff cock, hand over fist until it was ready for another climax.

  “She did really well last Saturday. She told me she sold a Cartier and a diamond necklace for around four thousand total. Hey, I wouldn’t mind that. So, do you think I should text him again? Maybe that little ‘hi’ I wrote didn’t go through. Or he didn’t even see it because it was so small. Gavie? What should I say to him?”

  “Trina…”

  Toby stopped what he was doing and looked at him. He mouthed slowly, ‘Let me be the one to tell her.’

  Gavin shook his head.

  Toby said silently, ‘I insist.’

  “Should I just say, ‘whatcha doin’? What do you think?”

  Trina asked.

  ‘No,’ Gavin mouthed in silence to Toby, and shook his head.

  ‘It should come from me.’

  ‘What are you going to say?’ Toby kept his hold on Gavin’s cock as they communicated by silent moving lips.

  “Or I could say, I was just thinking about you. What did you text that day to him? Wasn’t it something like ‘your scent is delicious’?”

  Gavin felt a twinge of pani
c. He had no idea if Toby could hear. When he noticed a look of suspicion on his face, he realized he could.

  “Should I text that again? Gavin?”

  ‘You wrote that?’ Toby poked his chest.

  ‘Let me explain.’ Gavin shook his head no.

  “Gavie? You must be tired.”

  “I am, babe.” Gavin signaled for Toby to wait one minute. She sighed loudly. “Okay. Well, I guess I’ll have a glass of wine on my own and be alone all night.”

  “Why don’t you call Brook?” He knew now Toby was listening to every word. Since he was, Gavin played slightly dirty. “Or, what was that guy’s name? The one you screwed on Sunday?”

  “Gavie!” She giggled.

  “I bet he’s dying for you to call him.”

  Toby tilted his head. ‘She fucked a guy this past Sunday?’

  ‘Yes.’ Gavin smiled.

  Toby threw up his hands. ‘What does she need me for?’

  “He is. But I already had my dating time with him. I don’t think he’s the one, you know,” Trina said.

  “And maybe Toby isn’t the one either, Trina. Come on, if the guy is gay, and he’s not calling you…” Gavin ran his hand through Toby’s hair. They stared at each other longingly.

  “He should be the one to tell me he’s gay. I don’t believe you.”

  Toby gestured for the phone.

  Gavin cupped it and whispered, “Are you crazy?” He stuck it back to his ear. “Yes. You’re right, Trina.”

  “So? Should I text him?”

  ‘Should she text you?’

  “No!”

  Gavin spun away and cupped the phone.

  “Gavie? Is someone else there?”

  “No, it’s just the TV. Okay, sweetie, let me sleep.”

  Sounding a little leery, Trina asked, “Are you alone?”

  Gavin gave Toby a roll of the eyes. ‘You suck!’

  ‘I know!’ He licked his lips.

  Though he hated lying to her, he figured it would be best if Toby explained that he was indeed gay. “I’m alone. Let me rest.”

  “Do you have weekend plans?”

  ‘Yes!’ Toby mouthed, chewing on Gavin’s neck, sending chills over him.

  “I may go to the gym, do errands…” Gavin leaned against the wall for support as Toby had his way with him.