Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
One day I was either going to kill him or he was going to give me a heart attack.
“Yes. Come here.” The smile was obvious in Bates’s tone but there was a mix of desire and something sweeter too.
I couldn’t see well enough in the dark to know exactly what they were doing, but as Gareth moved closer, I closed my eyes just in case. Noises. Sounds. One step at a time. Yes, I’d agreed that we needed to get more comfortable with each other but just listening.
That wasn’t too fast or too…well, too anything.
It was just a tiny step in a dating direction.
Gareth’s moan didn’t sound like a tiny step, though. It sent a shiver through me that I knew Bates could feel and went right to my dick, helping it to decide that it was ready to obey Bates’s order.
The way he tightened his hold on me said he knew it too…hell, he could probably feel it.
And the very hard it that was pressed against his thigh.
But Gareth’s sounds had to be taking up so much of his head Bates wouldn’t even realize how hard I was. Gareth was probably moving so much Bates wouldn’t notice my rocking it against him. Not humping him of course, that would just be…no…but giving it a bit of subtle friction. That wouldn’t stand out.
“This is so much better than the shower. I’m not even going to fall.”
Oh.
Clearly, our tub wasn’t too slippery for normal activities.
As I wondered if I should return the nonskid ducks I’d ordered online, Gareth shivered so hard he rocked the bed. “That’s so much better. I don’t even have to use both hands to play with my dick and my ass.”
I couldn’t decide if he was oversharing or being helpful, but I was going to have to take another look at his hands because they must’ve been bigger than I’d thought.
Bates chuckled but it was a low, wicked sound that sent another shiver through me. “I love hearing that, my curious boy. Does it feel good when you fuck yourself with your fingers?”
The moan that filled the room was a pretty clear answer, but I could hear Gareth moving in the darkness.
Had he nodded?
I couldn’t help it. My eyes opened without me having any say in the matter and I could see the outline of Gareth curled up on the other side of Bates, rocking and moving under the covers.
Jerking off.
My hand decided to follow my eyes’ lead and it moved without my permission too. The traitor just slid down Bates’s chest and into my sleep pants before I could remind him that we should probably have a discussion about it first.
No one listened to me.
Not my eyes or my hand or even my dick.
“Cash, that’s so…do it again…” Gareth’s breathy order was confusing until he made a pleased sound and I realized the other noise I’d almost tuned out had been me.
I’d moaned.
I wasn’t going to panic, nope, I was perfectly fine…but Bates kissed my head as his hand started stroking my back again. “That’s my good boy. I’m so proud of you for going after what you want. Let us hear how good it feels. Gareth jerks off even faster every time you moan. He loves it.”
He did?
He was?
That did not help my hand behave and my dick was a total loss. He kept getting harder and more insistent that he get an orgasm and Bates’s sexy running commentary wasn’t helping. “Moan for him again. Gareth’s so hard I think he’s going to come any second.”
Bates’s order shouldn’t have been so easy to follow, but in my defense, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.
So I moaned.
And I squeezed my dick.
Then Gareth gasped.
And then I came because he had.
“My boys love doing everything together.” Bates’s words should’ve been teasing and ridiculous but they kept the crazy pleasure going and somehow made it all make perfect sense. “My good boys. Yes, I love feeling you holding me so tight and come so hard.”
The words made me realize I had a death grip on his sleep pants. I was holding him so tight that as I finally came down from the pleasure, my hand ached.
Everything should’ve felt awkward and stressful, but Bates hugged us both tight and we got kisses as Gareth made happy noises in the darkness. The sounds were so familiar that I found myself smiling and snuggling against Bates without even thinking about it.
He let out a quiet, happy laugh and pulled me closer to kiss my head. “Sweet boy.”
That had me hiding against his chest as Gareth giggled like a punch-drunk kid. “You have the best ideas.”
Bates was nearly giddy he was so excited over the whole thing. “I’m so proud of you both.”
Only he could make that sentence sound utterly innocent and genuine when it came to listening to us jerk off.