“Sucking you off?” Derek chuckled. “Yeah, it’s kind of magical the way they balance theinnocencewith thenaughty.”
“They are a natural wonder,” Garrett smiled.
When they returned to the rec room, the twins approached Katt. Both looked apologetic. “We’re sorry if we got carried away,” Mickey said. “I hope you’re not upset with us.” He and Marcus looked genuinely concerned.
“No, I’m not,” Katt said quietly.
Samson walked over and gently gripped Katt’s shoulder. “My apologies as well if I went too far. We all want you to enjoy yourself while you’re here.”
“Thank you.” Katt swallowed, some of the former heat flushing his face as his mind flooded with the recent memory of holding the man’s massive cock in his hands. “I’m okay. I just got a little… overwhelmed… but that’s not your fault. You were going to stop, and I…” He cleared his throat. “You know.”
Samson smiled. “Sorry about the mess.”
“Samsonalwaysmakes a mess.” Marcus flipped his hand and rolled his eyes exaggeratedly.
The men in the room laughed.
“I’m not theonlyone,” Samson rumbled, looking pointedly at the twins, who both giggled.
“But we don’t make asbiga mess as you,” Mickey snickered.
“Yeah, well.” Samson shrugged, chuckling. “You got me there.”
“Noneof us makes a mess like Samson,” Lucas snorted. “Not with that Paul Bunyon club of his.”
“Shit.” Garrett shook his head and laughed; the man wasn’t lying.
“Watch yourself, boy,” Samson warned. “Or I’llbeatyou with that club.”
“You already have,” Lucas smirked and winked at Katt. “And it leaves me bruised and walking funny every time.”
Royal sauntered by, his arm slung over Scotty’s shoulders. “How can you tell? You always walk funny, all dainty and prissy-like.”
“Bend over,” Lucas fired back. “And we’ll see who’s walking funny.”
Royal snorted. “Youthink you’ve got what it takes to makemewalk funny?” Hepffted.“In your dreams, sweety.” He looked at Katt, a smirk forming. “Even the new guy knows you’re full of it. He saw your dick. Nocripplingpowers there.”
“Fuck you.”
“You can try.” Royal smiled smartly. “But we all know who’ll come out on top.” He strolled out of the rec room with Scotty.
“Dick,” Lucas scowled.
“Why do you guys fight?” Marcus hugged Lucas’s arm. “Be lovers, not fighters. It’s more fun.Lotsmore fun.”
“With you little hotties, definitely. With him?” Lucas made a face, and the twins giggled.
Katt had a hard time imagining Lucas and Royalfucking,much less as “lovers.”
The twins turned their attention back to Katt. “Do you…” Marcus nibbled his lower lip, the question hanging unfinished in the air between them. “…want to do anything else? Or…?” His eyes were wide and blue and waiting, and there was something careful in the way he held himself, like he was trying not to want the answer too badly.
Katt looked into his eyes for a moment too long. He became aware of his own breathing, the specific weight of the air in his chest. He let it out slowly. “I… do,” he trembled, his answer shocking not only himself, but also Garrett and Derek.
“Katt?” Garrett touched Katt’s elbow, drawing him back. His voice lowered. “Are you sure about this? Back at the bathroom, you said…”
“I know.” Katt hung his head and stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets. “I don’t know… I just…”
“Don’t feel pressured,” Garrett said. “No one hereexpectsanything of you.”
