My Best Friend's Boyfriend

by G. A. Hauser

  “Let me make coffee.” He checked his watch. “Christ, it’s nearly twelve-thirty.”

  “Gavin, wait.” Toby held him back by the arm.

  He turned slowly and stared into Gavin’s dark eyes.

  “I know what’s preoccupying you now.”

  “You know?” Gavin knew he did but the guilt was consuming him.

  “I know how much your friendship with Trina means to you. I want you both to know I don’t want to damage it. I mean that.”

  Gavin softened his attitude, cupping Toby’s face. “I appreciate it. But I have a feeling no matter what we do, she’s going to be angry.”

  “I’m sorry. I had no idea any of this was going to happen. How could I know when I met you that you knew Trina?”

  “You couldn’t.” When Gavin’s cock wagged as he thought about how handsome Toby was, it brushed against Toby’s. At the light tickle, Toby embraced Gavin, kissing him. A minty fresh kiss and Gavin began to want more. More. More. More!

  He backed Toby into the bedroom, holding him by his upper arms, swirling tongues, playfully tugging on his lower lip with his teeth. Toby scooped Gavin up around his waist and lay Gavin back on the bed, so he was straddling Gavin’s hips. Gavin dug both his hands into Toby’s hair, deepening an already toe-curling kiss. Toby’s whimpers were sending Gavin’s cock upright. While Toby propped himself up, a hand on either side of Gavin, he rubbed friction against his cock with his own. Gavin parted their kiss for a breath and said, “That feels so good.”

  “Mm.” Toby agreed, kissing Gavin’s neck, his jaw.

  The phone rang.

  Gavin groaned in annoyance. “It’s Trina.”

  “You want to answer it?”

  “No.” Gavin glanced at his nightstand and the answering machine. Five rings and the machine picked it up. Trina’s voice was audible. “Gavie? Are you still at work? I’m worried about you. I’m working today, but you can call my cell phone. I’ll keep checking it. Hope you’re okay. Um…and I don’t know what to do about Toby…”

  Gavin met his eyes. Neither smiled.

  “I guess he really is gay. I’m so hurt. Even if he is, please don’t date him, Gavie. You’re all I have. And if you become involved in a relationship, I’ll lose you.” There was a pause, then she said, “Love you, Gavie. Call me.”

  Gavin felt heartsick.

  Toby dropped down beside him since the momentum was gone and they had both lost their erections.

  “I should make coffee.” Gavin shifted on the bed.

  “Wait.”

  He looked back at Toby, struggling on what to do for the best.

  “If Trina doesn’t want you to date, you won’t?”

  Gavin thought that sounded pretty lame. So he didn’t answer.

  “I’m not into head games, Gavin.”

  “You sure? You played them pretty good with Trina.”

  “That’s not fair. I didn’t do anything intentionally.”

  “You did. You told me you thought about taking her to company gatherings, using her as your arm candy.”

  “I never meant it like that. I just thought I could become a good friend of hers, like you are.”

  “But somehow that explanation didn’t pass your lips until you knew Trina and I were friends.”

  Toby’s expression hardened. “Fine.” He rolled off the opposite side of the bed, picking up his clothing to get dressed. When he left the room, shutting himself into the bathroom, Gavin felt sick to his stomach. The pressure of the new job, working all night on treacherous power lines in wind and rain, seeing his co-workers doing things which could easily get them injured and dreading it, and now this? Gavin was worn out. He sat up, staring at his clothing piled on the floor. The machine light flashed now with two messages from Trina. One he recalled from early that morning when he was deep in sleep and didn’t even pay attention to it. If he had not met Toby, how would he be acting right now? He’d have called Trina immediately, never ignored her messages, and been attentive towards her.

  The bathroom door opened. Toby didn’t even look his way as he walked to the front door.

  “Toby.” Gavin stood and tried to catch him. He found Toby with his hand on the doorknob. “I do want to try this. I just have to make sure things are okay with her. Is that too much to ask?”

  “It sort of is.” Toby exhaled loudly. “I’ve been in relationships before where I come in dead last in the pecking order. I swore to myself I wouldn’t allow that again.”

  “I won’t do that.”

  “You are doing that already. You’re putting Trina ahead of me.”

  “I’ve been friends with her for four years. Please don’t make it seem like I’m choosing sides.”

  “But you are.”

  “Toby…come on.” Gavin took a step closer to him.

  “I know you had the night from hell last night and are exhausted. Let me let you be on your own for a while and think things out. Okay?”

  Gavin looked at his damaged hands, remembering the nightmare of repairing down power lines in a storm. Overwhelmed suddenly with frustration and anger, Gavin covered his face and fought to keep under control. He wanted Toby, but not at the risk of losing Trina. His luck, he and Toby would last a month, and Trina would be gone from his life. Was it worth it?

  A light touch on his shoulder brought Gavin back from his grim thoughts. The expression of concern on Toby’s face made Gavin even more conflicted.

  “Gavin…” Toby whispered, “I don’t want to bring you more grief. It’s the last thing I want to do.”

  Gavin looped his arm around Toby’s neck and brought him into an embrace. He held Toby tightly, inhaling his shirt and hair. Toby rocked him, resting his head on Gavin’s shoulder. When the phone rang again, Gavin moaned like he was in pain.

  “Is she always this aggressive?”

  “Yes. She’s high maintenance and needs a lot of attention.”

  “You’re a saint to put up with it.”

  “I’m not putting up with it, Toby. I do enjoy her company.”

  He leaned back to see Toby’s eyes. “She’s all I have.”

  “It doesn’t have to be that way.” Toby caressed Gavin’s chest.

  He couldn’t discern the words, but a low female voice left another message. When it ended, Gavin said, “She’ll keep calling until I contact her.”

  “Yes. I got a taste of that.” Toby sighed. “What do you want me to do? I can make you breakfast…” Toby looked at his watch. “Make that lunch.”

  “How about coffee? And I need to shower.”

  Toby stepped back and gave Gavin’s body a once over. “You in the shower?” He closed his eyes and gave him an expression of orgasmic lust.

  “So? Will you ride this Trina storm out with me? Or abandon me and run to your third floor penthouse?”

  Toby chuckled. “Penthouse?” He licked Gavin’s nipple.

  “You’re a hard man to say no to.”

  “I want to give us a chance. I do think there is something nice here.”

  “I agree.” Toby pressed his jeans against Gavin’s naked crotch.

  “And I need a little backup to get this thing with Trina under control. Right now I don’t want to lose either of you.”

  “I understand. But…eventually…if we work out? Will you still place her needs above mine?”

  Gavin knew what he wanted to say. No. But how Trina was going to deal with he and Toby dating was going to be one hellavah rocky road. “If you and I end up in a long term relationship, then I will always consider your feelings first.”

  “That’s all I can ask.” Toby tugged his shirt over his head.

  “Shower time?”

  “Sounds good to me.” Gavin held Toby’s hand and headed to the shower. The phone rang again.

  “Maybe you should just answer it and tell Trina you’re okay.”

  Gavin nudged Toby towards the bathroom. “Okay. You start the shower.”

  “Okay.”

  Gavin went to
his bedroom and picked up the phone. “Hi, Trina.”

  “Hi, Gavie. Were you asleep? Did I wake you?”

  “No. I’m up.” Gavin heard the water running in the bathroom and wandered closer. Toby was naked, holding his hand under the shower head, waiting for it to warm up. He tugged his cock teasingly at Gavin while he watched.

  “Did you get my messages?”

  “Yes. I just got up now. So, you’re working?”

  “Yes. It’s dead at the moment…oh, Brook says hi.”

  “Say hi back.” Gavin watched Toby pull on his own erect cock, seducing him.

  “She wondered if you’d be interested in going out to dinner when we get off work.”

  “Um…” Gavin was trying to concentrate on Trina’s conversation but it wasn’t easy.

  Toby slid back the shower door, stepped in and wet down, all the while giving Gavin a sexy look.

  “Gavie? Tonight? Maybe over at Shilshole? How about Ray’s? We’ll meet you there around six-thirty?”

  “Okay.” He wondered if he and Toby met Trina and Brook, if he’d be able to work things out with her. Brook would be a good buffer.

  “You okay? You sound weird.”

  “I’m worn out. I worked all night and didn’t get home ‘til two a.m.”

  “I only lost power for an hour. I was so pleased it came on so fast. You’re amazing, Gavie.”

  “Thanks, Trina.” Gavin began to salivate as Toby soaped up his genitals. The show was giving him a hard-on which he tried to ignore while talking to Trina.

  “So? Um, you haven’t talked to Toby, right?”

  “Can we discuss this later? When we’re together?”

  “Will you promise me you won’t talk to him, Gavie? He was really rude to me over the phone last night.”

  Gavin wondered what Toby had said to Trina. He must have been conveying his concern because Toby stopped fisting himself and tilted his head at him curiously.

  “I haven’t even showered or had coffee yet, Trina. We’ll discuss all this later. Okay?”

  “Okay, Gavie. See you there.”

  He hung up and tossed the phone on his bed, returning to the bathroom, and climbing into the tub. Toby relinquished the shower head to him. “What did she say this time?”

  “She wants to meet me for dinner over at Ray’s on Shilshol.”

  Gavin shampooed his hair.

  “Oh. Okay.”

  “I want you to come if you’re free. I think we need to get this all out in the open.” He rinsed off and grabbed the soap.

  “I’m available. I just think this is going to be world war three.”

  Gavin ran the soap over his chest. “She said you were rude to her last night over the phone.”

  Toby blew out a breath of air in annoyance. “She thinks I’m rude every time I don’t bend over and offer my ass.”

  “Come on, Toby.”

  “Don’t take her side!” Toby pointed his finger at Gavin.

  “I’m not. I just want this stupidity to end.” Gavin soaped up his crotch. “I think if we all sit together we can work it out.” He parted his stance and did what Toby had done to him—

  seduction.

  Toby opened his lips to answer, but his attention was drawn downwards. He stopped short and watched.

  Gavin allowed his slippery cock to nod up and down as he cupped his balls, offering them to Toby.

  Toby took over washing Gavin’s cock, running it through his palms with the bubbles as lube. “I’m about to get a mouthful of soap.” He knelt down in the tub.

  Gavin laughed and spun around, rinsing off. He returned to his original position and his cock pointed directly at Toby’s mouth. Toby held the base and sucked it as deep as he could. Gavin’s groan echoed in the wet space. He braced himself on the door and wall and watched Toby. Toby’s brows knotted as he drew hard, pulling and fisting at the same time. When he looked up, meeting Gavin’s eyes, Gavin felt a flutter in his stomach. I want you. Fuck everything. I have to have you. Toby continued to suck Gavin’s cock, deeper, faster, obviously wanting Gavin to come.

  Gavin’s entire body shivered at the pre-climax surge of pleasure. Parting his lips, the hot water running down his back, Gavin’s hips jerked forward and he came. Toby responded by milking his cock, swirling his tongue around the head and massaging his balls and the root of his cock simultaneously. Gavin held himself upright with his arms when his knees buckled from the swoon. He continued to climax, shooting another load into Toby’s mouth, hearing him hum in delight. Toby released the contact of his mouth and squeezed Gavin’s cock, licking the slit for the last drops.

  “Holy shit.” Gavin recovered slowly as Toby gave him a gorgeous smile.

  “You taste divine.”

  Gavin laughed but it came out as a cough he was so spent.

  “What a blowjob. You take the cake in sucking cock.”

  “Thanks.” Toby stood, holding Gavin around the waist.

  “Done showering?”

  “Done everything. I need to lay down and take a nap.” Gavin chuckled as he shut off the water.

  Toby held him close, licking the water off his neck. “Can I make love to you?”

  “Yes.” Gavin didn’t even hesitate. He wanted it as much as Toby did.

  “Good.”

  Gavin handed Toby a towel and took a second one to wipe his face and dry off. Now that he had made an arrangement with Trina, and was going to bring Toby with him, he knew he could work it out. They just had to talk. That’s what adult friends did. Talk.

  He tossed the towel over the shower door and glanced back at Toby with a smile as he headed to the bedroom. He placed the phone that was lying on the bed, into the cradle on the nightstand. Then he tore a condom from the strip and made sure the lube was within reach. “How would you like me?”

  “Doggie style?”

  “You got it.” Gavin crawled over the bed on his hands and knees, taking a pillow and crushing it under his head as he waited.

  Toby worked himself to get hard, staring at Gavin. He rolled on a condom, picked up the lube, and climbed on the bed behind him.

  Gavin looked between his own legs so he could watch Toby. It had been a long time since he played bottom. Or top for that matter. But he loved every minute of it. Doing nothing but worktrain-test-climb and take classes night and day for three years, Gavin couldn’t think of a better time in his life to meet someone. For a change, the timing was right.

  Toby moved closer, on his knees, holding the base of his cock. “You ready, lover?”

  “Yes.” Gavin blew out a breath to relax his muscles. Toby used two lubricated fingers to massage Gavin’s rim. Gavin’s cock sprang to life and tingles raced up his spine. The consummate gentleman, Toby proceeded slowly and with care. He worked Gavin’s rim, giving him a great internal massage, until Gavin was chewing the pillow and his cock was seeping pre-cum. Toby pushed the head of his dick against Gavin and it slipped inside. Gavin sucked in a breath of air and tried not to tense up as he was penetrated.

  “How’re you doing?” Toby caressed his ass and back lovingly.

  “Good.” Gavin pushed backwards, helping Toby get in. Once he was nearly all the way inside Gavin’s back passage, Toby started moving in a steady rhythm, stroking Gavin’s ass cheeks and going deeper each time. “Still okay?”

  “Yes, babe. Don’t worry.” Gavin was touched by Toby’s concern. He knew if he had been a virgin, he would be lucky to have Toby for his first.

  “Gavin, this is amazing.” Toby whimpered, using two hands to hold Gavin’s hips now, gliding in and out effortlessly. Gavin glanced through his thighs again, seeing Toby’s body behind his, and his own cock and balls hanging softly between his legs.

  With nothing but the sound of traffic outside the window on Phinney Avenue, Gavin focused on Toby. His breathing accelerating, the thrusts coming faster and deeper. He felt Toby’s cock throbbing as the friction heated him up inside.

  “God!” Toby’s hips jerked forward. “Talk dir
ty to me!”

  Gavin’s cock wagged at the suggestion. “Fuck me! Fuck me, gorgeous.”

  “Agh! More!” Toby went into overdrive behind him.

  “Give me your cum! Shoot your spunk into my ass!”

  “Fuck! Fuck!” Toby grunted and ground his cock into Gavin’s body.

  The pulsating quickened and made Gavin close his eyes to envision Toby’s cock spurting inside him. “That’s it, you hot motherfucker. Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

  One last thrust inside, and Toby rested on Gavin’s back. He could feel Toby’s sweat, his heart beating. Slowly Toby pulled out, staggering off the bed, holding a wall for balance. “You are a fucking god. I love fucking you.”

  Gavin rolled to his side, feeling the residual sensation of getting screwed. Toby’s after-climax glow, his glistening skin, the spent condom filled with his jizz, was a picture worth remembering. Toby appeared speechless. He gulped a few times and stared at Gavin, as if he too were memorizing his face, his body. It was a strange moment. Gavin wondered if they were afraid it wasn’t going to last, or even begin.

  Gavin climbed off the bed. “Let’s clean up. I’m dying for a cup of coffee.” Gavin gently led Toby to the bathroom. Toby moved clumsily, as if he were slightly numb, or tired. They stood together, using wet, soapy washcloths to clean up. Gavin kept being distracted by Toby’s naked body, his movement. The comfort zone between them was instantaneous. Gavin didn’t know why. There was no awkwardness, no weird vibes. And it seemed as if Toby felt the same.

  As they stood and put clothing on in the bedroom, Gavin asked, “Am I keeping you from anything today?”

  Toby zipped up his jeans and faced him. “No. Am I keeping you from anything?”

  Gavin smiled. “No.”

  “It’s up to you, but I’d love to hang out and get to know you better.”

  “I’d like that.” Gavin finished tucking in his t-shirt, headed to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator to remove the coffee beans. Toby leaned close by as Gavin ground the beans in a little electric grinder.

  “That smells great.” Toby inhaled.

  “Are you referring to my cologne, or?” Gavin wanted him to know. Why not?

  Toby’s jaw dropped. “I knew that couldn’t be her. It was you.”

  “Yes. It was. We were playing a little Cyrano de Bergerac.”