Baked

by Sean Michael

  "Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Ache." Like whoa.

  "Then you'd better come for me."

  Bake went back to thrusting into him and jacking him off, the sensations wrapping together. It didn't take long at all before he was shooting, cock throbbing, ass milking Bake's cock. Bake growled and then shouted, and he swore he could feel the man filling the condom.

  Oh, good. And also, wow.

  Bake spread kisses over his face, soft and warm.

  "Bake..." He moaned, so happy, so settled.

  "Good morning, sweet boy."

  "Good morning, Sir. Good morning."

  "Very good, I think."

  Dev couldn't answer, as his mouth was full of Bake's tongue, but he had to agree.

  Chapter Twelve

  Dare dreamed and dreamed, only waking up when his bladder insisted he couldn't wait another second, so he slid out of bed and tried to remember where he was, where the bathroom was.

  "You're awake!" Dev bounced up from the bed and wrapped him in a tight hug.

  "Uh-huh. Toilet."

  "It's just down the hall on the right. Come on."

  He nodded, stumbled along behind Dev, blinking really slowly.

  "You okay?" Dev pushed open a door, revealing the head.

  "Uh-huh." He just needed to... Oh. Better.

  "You've been sleeping forever."

  "Sorry." He did his business, washed up. "You okay?"

  "Just a little freaked out about you. You never sleep that much. Bake said you needed it, but..." Dev pushed in close.

  "Shh. I'm cool. Just been a long few, huh?" He was fucking pooped.

  "You sure?" Devvy cupped his face, looking into his eyes.

  "You look good." He leaned in, nuzzled Devvy.

  Devvy beamed at him. "Bake's been amazing."

  "Well, there. No worries, huh?"

  "Aside from you turning into the incredible zombie, no worries."

  "Stop it, Dev. I told you -- he just needed to catch up on some much-needed sleep. He's fine." Bake smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss, gave his ass a smart rap. "You hungry?"

  "Starving. You want me to make something?"

  Devvy nodded, but before he could open his mouth, Bake was answering. "No, Dev and I will cook -- you're on a sick day."

  Dare blinked, and Dev got a pursed, pinched look on his face. "I don't cook. I clean up."

  "Then I'll cook." Bake grabbed Dev and put him under one arm, sliding the other across Dare's shoulders and walked them down the hall.

  He leaned in, fingers on Bake's belly. "Sorry I slept all day. I just... wow."

  Bake chuckled, ripped belly moving under his fingers. "That was kind of the point."

  "Yeah." Still, it wigged everyone out a little.

  "So what do you want for supper?" Bake grinned. "I have to tell you, my specialty is macaroni and cheese or Bake's Special Burgers. Fair warning, if you choose something else, it won't be as good."

  "Macaroni," he said.

  "Burgers!" That was Dev.

  "Macaroni and burgers it is. I do a mean mojito, too. You boys can relax with a cocktail while I build you a feast."

  "I should get dressed." He was sort of vastly naked.

  "I've got aprons for everyone." Bake escorted them both over to the kitchen table and then tossed an apron at him and Dev before putting one on himself.

  Dev looked. "This is almost worse than naked..."

  "Trust me, boy, you'd rather look a little odd than have any cooking damage hit the goods. Am I right, Dare, or am I right?"

  "Absolutely. No goods damage." He grinned, then they all cracked up.

  Bake made them all cocktails and then started working on supper. "I am hoping you'll do our next meal, Dare. I can't wait to try your food."

  "Sure. What are you into?" He could make mostly anything.

  "Oh, I'll eat whatever you put in front of me. Unless it has eggplant in it -- that shit is nasty."

  He chuckled. That sounded like a challenge. Bake grinned, moving easily around the kitchen, which soon started smelling like dinner.

  "Are you sure you don't want help?" He wasn't spectacularly good at sitting still.

  "Are you disparaging my cooking without even tasting it?"

  "No! No. I just... Sitting, huh?"

  "Relax, man, I was just kidding." Bake ruffled his hair as the man passed by him.

  The touch made him smile, and Dev shook his head. "Spoiled brat."

  Dare snorted. "That's me."

  "Ri-ight." Bake snorted, too.

  That made Dare chuckle, grin. Bake gave him a smile and another cocktail.

  "Are you trying to get me tipsy? I have work in the morning."

  Devvy shook his head. "I got you two days off."

  He blinked, a little stunned. "Two?"

  "That's right. A day to sleep and a day to play." Bake looked like the cat who got the canary.

  "I. But... Two days." Wow. He couldn't help his grin.

  "I promise you'll be grinning even harder this time tomorrow." Bake waggled his eyebrows.

  That made him chuckle, Dev kicking him under the table. He pulled back a little, looked over. "You cool?"

  "Yeah. Just... you're being a little weird, Darius. You should be pissed, worried at least. I mean, it's your job."

  The warm happiness that had been building eased back. "Maybe I should call Chef, talk to him."

  Bake growled. "What the fuck is up with the two of you?"

  He blinked, and Devvy stared at Bake in shock. "What do you mean?"

  "I mean the two of you are feeding some weird vibe off each other. Dev's not happy if you're sleeping, if you're not worried about your job -- what's up with that?"

  "I'm not, either!" Dev scowled. "I just... He's being a little odd, is all."

  Dare forced himself not to sigh, patted Dev's leg. Not yet. He wasn't ready for drama yet. "Sorry, Dev. Bake, it smells great."

  "Thanks." Bake shook his head and clearly was ready to follow his lead and let it drop. For now. "Won't be long now. So, what are we going to do after we eat? Movie? Game? Mattress hockey?"

  "Who gets to be the puck?"

  "That'd be you, Dare. I'm the slapshot." Bake offered a wink.

  He chuckled; he couldn't help it. "That makes Devvy the goalie?"

  "Just what I was thinking."

  Devin shook his head, made a goal with his fingers. "Shoot!"

  They all cracked up.

  Bake dished up their food and set it on the table, sitting next to him. "It's not fancy, but it's good, if I do say so myself."

  "It smells good." He wasn't proud, and he loved the whole comfort food idea.

  Bake picked up his burger and started munching on it. Devvy started on the burger while he focused on the mac and cheese. God, that was good. There wasn't a whole lot of talking while they ate, Bake looking as hungry as he felt. He finished his pasta, stole bites of Dev's while Dev ate half his burger.

  Bake nodded at their plates. "Bean always finishes up my vegetables for me."

  He and Dev nodded together, knocked their shoulders together. "It's an old habit."

  "Did your parents used to dress you the same?"

  "No. There are eight of us. We wore hand-me-downs, mostly, especially for play clothes."

  Devvy laughed, nodded. "We were hard on clothes."

  "Eight! I didn't' realize there was more than just the three of you."

  Dare nodded. "Andrea, Beryl, Clay, us, Elizabeth, Freddy, and Ginny."

  "Shit, that's a lot of people."

  Devvy snorted. "You know it. There's a reason Clay went into the Army."

  Bake went to the fridge and pulled some ice cream out of the freezer, dished them all up some. "And I thought this place would feel crowded with four of us. Guess it won't for you two."

  "Where is your brother? We haven't seen him?"

  "That's a very good question. I saw him yesterday -- dropped him off at a job, but he left a message that he'd arranged his own way back." Bake growled a l
ittle and pulled out his cell phone. He growled some more after making a short call and put it back in his pocket. "Fucking voice mail. Again."

  Dev frowned. "That's a little scary..."

  Dare nodded, agreeing with his brother. "You think we should see if Clay's seen him?"

  "Yeah. I do." Bake passed over his cell phone. "I'd know if he was hurt, though."

  Devvy smiled. "Well, duh."

  Dare just dialed Clay, waiting for his brother to answer.

  "Hey, Bake. 'Sup?"

  "It's not Bake, Clay."

  "Dare? Are you okay?"

  "Yeah. Yeah, Bake's trying to find Bean. Have you seen him?"

  Clay chuckled. "Yeah. His phone's out of juice. He's here. Happy. No worries."

  Dare grinned at Bake. "He's with Clay."

  Bake rolled his eyes. "He could have called to let me know. Asshole."

  "Dare, ask Bake if he wants to talk to Bean."

  "You want to talk to him?"

  "I just want to know when the hell I'm going to see his sorry ass back home."

  "When's he coming home, Clay?"

  Clay laughed, and suddenly Bean was on the phone with him. "I suppose I need to come home for a change of clothes. Maybe tomorrow after work."

  "Here." He passed the phone over to Bake, leaned against Dev. "Hey."

  Dev leaned back. "Hey. Sorry about earlier, huh?"

  He nodded. "Change is hard."

  "You're staying over there again?" Bake growled into the phone. "Yeah, well, call next time you're going camping somewhere else."

  Dev chuckled. "Looks like Clay snagged someone."

  Dare nodded. "Clay likes Bean. I could tell." The man had actually been pleasant to him the other day. Almost.

  Bake hung up, shaking his head. "Looks like Bean's in lust."

  "So are you. It makes sense."

  One of Bake's eyebrows went up. "I've been after the two of you for a year. Besides, I didn't run away from home like he just did."

  He looked at Dev, who looked back. Grinned.

  "What?"

  Devvy winked, and Dare knew what he was thinking. Jealous twins.

  "I was worried, okay? I'm allowed."

  "Uh-huh." Dare nodded.

  "Absolutely." Dev nodded, too.

  "Worried," Dare added.

  "We get it."

  "Yep."

  Devvy was just about to crack up.

  "What are you insinuating? Me and Bean, we're not together like that, you know."

  "We didn't say."

  "Anything."

  They were really good at this.

  Bake snorted. "Ri-ight."

  They nodded together.

  Bake chuckled. "I love him very much, but we never did the sex thing together, not really. Strange, when you think of it -- I find the idea of the two of you together very hot."

  "We figure it's about three in ten that have done it. Way less that keep on."

  "How do you figure that? Did you take a poll?"

  "Just experience." Dev said.

  Dare was in total agreement. "And lots of Internet research."

  "Experience?" Bake leaned in, eyes hot. "You guys go around getting it on with other twins?"

  "We have, sure." Dare petted Devvy's back. "We've done scenes with another pair, but Dev didn't like it." It had been too hard core, too loud, too weird.

  Bake's expression gentled. "Not your scene, huh, sweet boy?"

  Devvy shook his head. "It was scary."

  "It was kinda like porn, more than scary. Joyless." He hadn't gotten off on it.

  "Sounds sucky. Not like what we do."

  He took Devvy's hand, squeezed it. "What we do is hot, huh?"

  "I'll second that." Bake grinned, nodded toward the hall. "How about we ditch the aprons and go prove it?"

  Devvy nodded. "We haven't had a lot of time -- to make love together."

  Bake tilted his head. "To each other?"

  Dare chuckled. "The three of us together."

  "Oh! Right. We'll definitely have to fix that. Come on." Bake took his hand and Devvy's, leading them back to the bedroom.

  Dare felt amazing -- rested and horny, a little bruised, warm. Happy.

  Bake's hand-holding turned into an arm around each of their waists, the man's rumbling chuckles making him sound happy, too. He leaned a little, enjoying Bake's solid presence. Bake kissed the top of his head and the top of Dev's.

  The last of the sunshine was coming in the window, lighting up the bedroom.

  "Mmm." He stretched, enjoying the sun.

  Bake's fingers slid over his belly. "You're a very sexy pair."

  He looked at Devvy, winked. "Are we?"

  "Absolutely." Dev's cackle filled the air, tickled.

  Bake grabbed him close and kissed him hard, tongue pushing into his mouth, body solid against him. It surprised him enough that he gasped, hands gripping Bake's shoulders. Groaning into the kiss, Bake leaned him back, a solid arm keeping him from falling.

  Dev pushed up against his side, cuddling in, and he wrapped his hand around one hip, drawing them closer. Bake broke the kiss to turn to Dev, giving his twin an equally passionate buss. Dare took the opportunity to start licking and nibbling -- first Bake's jaw, then Dev's collarbone.

  "Hungry," murmured Bake, laughing softly.

  "I feel good."

  Dev nodded. "Me, too. More, Dare."

  "I feel good, too. Come on, bed."

  Bake hustled them the last few feet, pushing them down to bounce. They bumped together, then started laughing, both of them reaching for Bake. Bake joined them on the bed, pressing him into the mattress and kissing Dev. He wriggled around, letting his entire body rub against Bake's.

  Bake's hand slid down to grab his ass, squeezing it tight. He nodded, pushing back into the touch. Bake's mouth found his shoulder, sucked and bit at his skin. Then it was Dev's turn again, Bake loving on them both. His lips wrapped around Bake's nipple, teeth teasing a little bit. Groaning, Bake pressed down against him, cock hot against his belly. Oh, yeah. Someone liked that.

  "Don't stop," growled Bake.

  He bit down, tugged on the tiny little nub.

  "Fuck!" Bake jerked and began to hump, grinding into him as Bake kissed Dev.

  Dare kept biting and sucking, knowing how crazy-making that was, how fucking intense. Bake was into it, moving hard and fast. He could hear the kisses Bake shared with Devvy, eager and wet. He switched nipples, working the hot, wet one he'd just left with his thumb and forefinger. Two of Bake's fingers found his nipple and started working it, playing with the piercing in it.

  Dare bit down a little in surprise. Hot. So hot. Grunting, Bake pinched, mirroring what he was doing with his teeth. Oh. Oh, yeah. He bit again. Bake responded by pinching again, the best tit for tat ever. Devvy was starting to rub off on him, Dare could feel it, hear it.

  "Quick and hard this time," muttered Bake. "Then long and slow."

  He nodded, pulling harder on Bake's nipples. He heard his twin's happy agreement. Growling, Bake moved harder against him, faster, the rub and tug so good. It was like a shock hit him, making him hot, making him ache.

  "Come on, boys. Show me what you've got. Together."

  Dare nipped Bake's skin as Bake's fingers pinched him, hard.

  "Now," growled Bake, the rhythm of his hips faltering.

  Now. God. Now... Dare followed right along, jerking and rubbing as he shot.

  "Yes!" Bake's shout filled the room as more heat spread among them.

  He heard Devvy's little moan, felt the way his brother shuddered. Bake collapsed onto him, onto Devvy, letting them feel his weight. Dare wrapped his arms around Bake, squeezed. He could feel Bake's smile against his shoulder. Devvy sighed softly, stretched and settled.