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Keys
Oh, my God, I’m in love.
With Bunny. With Neil. With the two of them together in my bed. I’m in love with the whole messy situation, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I even declared my love while sandwiched between Neil and Bunny in the bedroom, though both were too busy playing tonsil hockey to respond.
It’s okay. I know how they feel. They don’t have to say it back right away.
I practically float from the shower to my desk after we three have another fuckfest while cleaning up from the first two rounds. Neil claims exhaustion, and Bunny trots off to do Bunny things, but I’m wide awake and feeling like a million bucks. I figure I’ll go dig up dirt on some corporate bigwigs to pass the time until I come down off this sexual high.
The envelope on my desk stops me in my tracks, and I shudder as I read the article Doc left for me.
There goes my high. I slam right back to Earth in a depressed lump, sinking into my chair with a rising feeling of doom almost choking me as it tightens my throat.
Doc wants me to take a deep dive into Ramsey’s involvement with the journalist’s death and the news outlet’s explosion. He wants me to find hard, concrete evidence tying Ramsey to the two incidents in the hopes that we can get the bastard put away before he comes after us. This is, of course, on top of looking at the laptop Bunny stole from Justin’s apartment, which turns out to be Neil’s. It looks like Justin was the culprit in the trashing of Neil’s place, which is something of a relief. I’d hate to think what would happen if Ramsey had Neil’s computer.
Ramsey … How am I supposed to get in his systems to find anything on him? Ramsey’s got some of Summer City’s best hackers on his payroll, and while I might be better than they are, there’s still the chance I’ll get caught. I’m not too keen on ending up in a Dumpster with my fingers cut off, but Doc’s a good guy, and his heart’s in the right place. He sees an injustice, and he wants it fixed.
Problem is, I can’t fix it without risking my own ass in the process.
I pop a sour apple lolli in my mouth with a sigh and crack my knuckles before opening the links I’ll need. Not that it wasn’t thoughtful of Doc to print the links he found, but I’ll have more luck with my resources than with what his limited search capabilities can dig up. Doc’s smart as fuck, but he just doesn’t know what I know.
By the time I’ve uncovered just a fraction of what I might need, my eyes burn, and I’m on my fifth lollipop. I’m so deep in my research that I almost jump out of my skin when Neil comes up behind me and nuzzles my neck. He laughs when I shout and spin the seat around.
“Don’t startle me like that! I could’ve killed you.”
Neil grins and straddles my lap. “Keys, babe, you’re the least physically dangerous person here. Like, I’d be scared of Doc beating me up before I got scared of you. Doc at least knows where to hit to make it count.”
His balls resting against my cock effectively erase my current project from my mind. My focus shifts, and I grab his short hair, yanking the lolli out with my other hand and pulling him in for a kiss. Neil moans into me, and he starts grinding my crotch. You’d think after three rounds earlier—four if you count my BJ—he’d be spent, but he’s already hard for more. He slips his hand between us and rubs my dick through my pajama pants. I shudder as an electrifying shock races up from the base of my spine. Neil’s a quick study.
Not that I haven’t detailed what I like to him already, though I put it in terms of female anatomy when I was playing Bunnyluv online. I’m pleasantly surprised that he’s managed to translate it to my male body so fluently.
“You like that, baby?” He nips my earlobe and squeezes my balls.
“Oh, God, yes …”
Neil’s lips and tongue trace the line of my jaw while he works my cock through the soft fabric of my PJs. The temple of his glasses scrapes my cheek lightly. Each sensation feels heightened, like my nervous system is in overload. Neil grips my hair and pulls, exposing my neck. I’ve already got hickeys from both of them earlier, but he sets to work starting a fresh one. I’m putty in his hands, and I get the feeling he knows that.
“You know,” he says between deep, suckling kisses, “you didn’t give us much of a chance to respond earlier.”
“Huh?” I don’t know what he’s talking about. All I know is I’m fixing to bust a nut.
He squeezes my sack and thrusts his hips, the hard ring of his cock piercing bumping my bare stomach. “You said something special, and you didn’t give Bunny and me time to answer you.”
Oh. That. Fear mingles with the arousal, and I don’t know which way is up anymore. Is he going to dump me because I said it too soon? I open my mouth to … what? Explain? Beg his forgiveness? I knew what I was going to say a second ago, but when he lets go of my dick to reach up and tweak my nipple ring, I kinda lose all track of reality.
“I’m gonna show you first,” he murmurs, pulling the waistband of my jammie pants down just far enough for my throbbing cock to pop out. “Then I’m gonna tell you.”
To my knowledge, Neil has never given a blowjob. He spent his life thinking he was one hundred percent straight, and that’s fine by me. If he never reciprocated, I wouldn’t be upset. I would have been perfectly happy to be the one giving head in the relationship. Coming into bisexuality later in life can be confusing, so I wouldn’t fault him for not wanting to go down.
His lips trail a straight line down my chest, my abs, down to that little patch of hair as he slides off my lap, making a beeline for his goal. I gasp and grip the sides of the seat as his mouth catches my head, his tongue running smooth circles around the tip. He licks a slow, lazy line across my slit, and he moans as his tongue laps up my precum. Neil fists his own cock and starts pumping his shaft while he works my rod with his mouth. His other hand grips my thigh almost painfully hard, his fingers digging into my skin.
“Neil …” I want to tell him he doesn’t have to do this. I want to tell him that it’s okay, that he can stop if he’s at all uncertain.
I want to, but I lose all coherent thought when he takes half my shaft down his throat and starts sucking.
It’s a little awkward, a little clumsy, but honestly? It’s the best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had. No amount of skill or experience can make up for the sheer emotion radiating from Neil. He’s laser focused on pleasuring me, on making me come. When he looks up into my eyes through his sweat-smeared glasses, I fucking lose it. I grab his head and hold him steady, maintaining eye contact while my dick pumps thick ribbons of cum down his throat.
Since he’s inexperienced with finishing, he ends up letting quite a bit of the cum drip down his chin. When he finally lets go and sits back, a thick string of cum stretches from his chin to my cock, which he wipes off with his hand.
