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“Yeah you do,” I agree. “And my hands, and mycock. You love everything I give you, don’t you?Tell me.”
“Shit,” he hisses. “Yeah, I love it all.”
“Stroke your cock for me, coach,” I demand, tapping his ass with a light slap. “I want you to lose it for me.Now.”
He jacks himself off while we fuck, stroking his dick with the same speed that I take his ass. The bed creaks under us, a testament to how fevered we’ve become. I want a million things, and nothing at all. I want to slip a finger alongside my dick, to open him up even wider. I want an audience to witness what I’m doing to him—to see how I bring him pleasure that they never can. I want his cock in my mouth, cum pouring down my throat like an out-of-control hose. I want all of this and more, but I want it another time.
In this moment, exactly what we’re doing is exactly enough.Morethan enough. Black clouds threaten my vision and I blink them away, feeling his greedy hole tense around me. We let go together, my cum shooting out in waves, stuffing his ass while his own paints the sheets beneath him.
“Yes, baby. You’re so good for me,” I praise. “That’s fucking perfect.”
He babbles in return, offering sweet noises of content.
It takes us several minutes of remaining still to catch our breath before I’m rolling to the side, wrapping my arms around him. I gently caress his damp skin, coaxing him slowly out of his blissed state of mind. As he comes to, orgasm washing away, he doesn’t push me aside. He gives me a lazy grin, and deep kisses.
When our limbs return to full strength, we order dinner, and while we devour Thai takeout, I tell him all about how he’s mine. About how he’ll never get rid of me now. He tells me all about how that’s perfectly acceptable to him.
With a smug grin, I say, “I knew it would be.”
Chapter 5
Jonathan
2 Weeks Later
Liam has been calling me his boyfriend for fourteen days now. Obviously, he’s still my player and my stepson to the team, but at home? We’re a couple.
And today, we’re a couple in front of Tommy. His best friend, and someone whom I’ve been around casually a hundred different times. Never as his friend’s partner, though.
Oddly enough, it’s not awkward in the slightest. We’ve had a few drinks, eaten some food, and now we’re sharing the hot tub, chit chatting as if we’ve done it countless times in the past.
Iama little nervous about Liam implying that things may get a little R-rated while Tommy is here. He’s talked about wanting to show me off before, but I wasn’t sure that he was serious. He’s so possessive, but I wonder if Tommy is the most ideal person for this potential fantasy. Tommy is someone trustworthy, and someone Liam doesn't feel a romantic draw to.
Liam must see me zoning out, thinking too hard, because he pulls me close for an entirely too passionate kiss. White wine and vanilla ice cream laces his breath, giving our connection a sweet taste. His tongue dances with mine until he’s had enough. My blood is racing through my veins, hot and needy. Likely due to the plug Liam insisted I wear. No, not likely, itisthe fucking plug. Rubbing my prostate while he kisses the life out of me in front of company.
I notice a look in Tommy’s eyes as Liam disconnects our lips. Envy. He’s lonely, I think. Which is a shame. The kid is a sweetheart, and he’s got a beautiful face. Liam says that Tommy was never his type and that he was never Tommy’s type, but he didn’t exactly go into specifics. I’m not usually one to play matchmaker, but if I know more, I could be helpful here.
“So, Tommy,” I say, clearing my throat. “What are you into?”
Liam coughs on his drink. “Jesus, babe,” he chokes out. “How about a warning before you break out hella personal questions?”
My eyes roll and I pat his thigh under the water. “I didn’t ask for his social security number. You mentioned you two don’t mesh in what you want, but if I know what he wants, maybe I can help?”
Tommy’s eyes bulge. “H-help?”
I chuckle. “Not in a hands-on way, I’m a one man kind of man.”
He breathes out as if relieved. “So how would telling you what I’m into help me?”
“I’ve been gay for a long time, Tommy. I know a lot of people. Maybe I know someone who is exactly your type.”
His cheeks shade red. “I doubt it, but thank you.”
“No need to be embarrassed,” I tell him. “Nothing you say will scandalize me, I promise. Plus, I would never tell anyone without your consent.”
Liam gives me a pride-filled smile and turns to his friend. “You won’t know unless you try. Besides, heisold, he knows a lot of gays.”
“Watch it,” I grumble without any actual anger.
