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Uh… Mateo was caught.

“Don’t worry, chupado. I’ll tell you. Austin used to have subs chasing after him for his skills. I know there are some longer whips and things that he won’t use because of the vision thing, but there are plenty of impact play tools that he knows inside out. I think you saw that he came in second with that bondage game last night, so that shouldn’t come as a surprise. He’s been known to get into some roleplay, but I think that was more… actually, you should just ask him.”

“Why doesn’t he…?” Mateo pressed his lips together. He already knew Carlos wasn’t going to give him an answer.

“Now that’s a very good question. Why don’t I go check in with him about that aftercare thing. He should be here for that conversation, I think. You stay right there.”

Mateo nodded, but Carlos was already halfway across the room. Man, it was hard keeping up with him.

So Mateo did as he was told.

And waited eagerly for Austin to arrive.

10

Austin

Austin turned his head to watch Mateo walk away. He knew he was doing the right thing, but it felt like he was sending the boy into the lion’s den.

Carlos was a good Dom, and a good friend. Or at least he’d been a good friend before Austin dropped out of the picture in the past year or so. He would take care of Mateo just fine.

It was only that Carlos was so loud sometimes. Mateo needed someone who could listen to him. Someone who could…

“Hey, Austin!” Jamie interrupted his thoughts. “Mind if we join you?”

Well, at least he’d have a distraction. “Who’s we?”

“Just me and the sweetest, sexiest boy in the world.”

He heard a mumble of dissent. That had to be Neil.

“Hello, Neil.”

“Hey,” Neil’s deep voice answered, soon followed by the man himself. In the bright sunlight, Austin took in the pair of them. He was pretty sure Jamie was wearing a skirt today, with a pale-colored shirt and a curved black prosthetic for one leg. Neil seemed to be wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt. He took a seat across from Austin.

“Hey, get your own chair!”

Naturally, Jamie had decided to clamber into his boyfriend’s lap. Austin could just make out the outlines of their legs tangled together.

“But I haven’t seen you for hours,” Jamie mock-whispered. “And you’re the comfiest place to sit.”

“That’s not sitting, dragonfly.” Neil’s voice was half warning, half desperation. “Daddy said not–” a soft gasp “–in front of guests until tonight.”

“Austin’s not a guest. He’s a friend.”

Austin laughed aloud. “Oh, don’t mind me. I can give you two some privacy,” he teased, knowing that Jamie was after the opposite response.

“Where would the fun be in that? Did I tell you that Neil’s an exhibitionist?”

“Jamie!” Neil sounded shocked. And turned on.

Austin couldn’t help but feel a surge of arousal, too, which surprised him. Not the voyeurism aspects, which was what a weekend like this was all about, but that he was feeling anything at all. Listening to the two naughty boys together—or more aptly, the naughty boy leading the good boy astray—actually sounded hot.

Though he wished Mateo were here, too. What would he think of all this? Would his breath come out in soft pants of desire? Would he want to join in? He could hear Mateo’s voice with just that flavor of delightful embarrassment as his arousal was paraded in front of his friends.

God, he hoped Mateo found someone who would take care of him so well, to know just what buttons to push and how to love him hard while doing it.

Again, Austin felt that pang in his chest, like there was something missing.