Trey grinned. “I’ll send you a picture.” He hoped Ethan wasn’t camera shy.
Reagan groaned.
“Is that okay?” Trey asked her.
“God, yes. I think I might want to participate next time. I’m not sure if seeing you with someone other than me would make me insane with jealousy or not. Let me think about it.”
“No pressure,” Trey murmured. “It’s just, you know how much I worship your body. Imagine if I had assistance.” He hung up.
Trey backed Ethan up against the door. He stared deeply into his eyes. “Last chance to back out, Ethan. You have no idea how much I want you right now.”
“I’m sure it doesn’t come close to how much I want you.”
Trey closed the gap between their mouths and kissed him. The kiss started hot, deep, passionate, but soon progressed into demanding, hungry, intense. Trey was so caught up in being devoured that he almost forgot he’d promised Reagan a picture. He lifted his cell phone out to the side and did his best to hold the camera still as he feasted on Ethan’s strong lips and plastered his body along his hard length. He snapped a picture and then slid his phone back in his pocket so he could cling to Ethan’s hard body with both hands. Ethan tugged his mouth away and grabbed Trey’s hair in his fists. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”
“I know.”
“Touch me,” Ethan said in a low growl.
“Make me.”
The smoldering look Ethan gave him was enough to have Trey reaching for Ethan’s fly. Ethan made a sound that was part growl, part purr, and used his hold on Trey’s hair to crush his mouth against his. God, Trey needed it rough like this. He wasn’t sure if Ethan had picked up on that need or if he was just really worked up. Trey released the top button of Ethan’s jeans. The backs of his fingers brushed against Ethan’s hard stomach and they jerked their mouths apart to stare at each other. Trey slowly lowered Ethan’s zipper. Ethan’s breaths came in harsh, ragged gasps as Trey released his hot, stiff cock from his pants.
“I want your mouth on me,” Ethan said.
“I want to show Reagan how hard you are,” Trey said with a crooked grin. He retrieved his phone from his pocket and sent her the slightly blurry picture of her boyfriend and best friend kissing. He didn’t wait to find out how she would respond to that image. He wanted to push her to the edge of her comfort zone and beyond.
Trey wrapped his hand around Ethan’s cock and stroked it gently from base to tip. Ethan had a magnificent cock. Thick and hard. Trey couldn’t wait until he filled him. Trey snapped a picture of his hand stroking Ethan’s cock and sent that to Reagan before dropping to his knees at Ethan’s feet. He looked up at Ethan and held his gaze as he licked the head of his cock. He held his phone up to Ethan. “Take a picture for Reagan and send it to her.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. She needs to get used to this, because tomorrow she’s going to be personally involved in it.”
“I’m not sure she’s the threesome type.”
Trey grinned up at him. “She’s definitely the threesome type. She just needs to get used to the idea.”
Ethan gave Trey a questioning look but did as he asked. Trey concentrated on licking, kissing, and suckling the sensitive head of Ethan’s cock. Ethan took several pictures and sent them to Reagan.
“I knew you’d be good at this,” he said to Trey. He stroked his hair gently and caressed his face. “You have the most sensual mouth.”
“Call Reagan,” Trey said. “Ask her what’s she’s doing.”
Ethan dialed her number. “Trey wanted me to call you and ask you what you’re doing,” he said into his cell phone. He paused. “Mmm, let me hear it.”
“What is she doing?” Trey asked, though he had his suspicions.
“She’s masturbating.”
Trey grinned. “Good. I figured this would turn her on. Give me the phone.”
Ethan handed over the phone and Trey held it up to his ear. He heard the unmistakable hum of a vibrator, the sounds of her slick flesh being pounded rhythmically, and in the distance her moans of pleasure. “Reagan,” he said, hoping she could hear him. “Reagan?”
“Trey,” she said breathlessly.
“Does it make you jealous to see me with Ethan?” he asked.
“Jealous? No. Horny? Oh God, yes.”
“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you get off.”
While Trey listened to Reagan’s cries of pleasure, he worked at removing Ethan’s jeans. Within seconds, Reagan cried out as she came. “Was it good, Reagan?”
“It would have been a lot better with you.”
He smiled. “Tomorrow I’m going to show you my favorite position,” Trey said.
“Finally.”
“Ethan will have to participate.”
“Okay,” she said breathlessly.
“We’ll see you in the morning. In the meantime, think about what you want from us.”
“I can’t think at all right now.”
Trey chuckled. “Then we’ll surprise you.” He hung up and put the phone back in his pocket.
“She likes this?” Ethan asked.
“Lucky for us. Are you going to help me reward her tomorrow?”
“If she’ll let me.”
Trey winked at him. “She’ll let you.”
“Can I concentrate on you now?”
“Yes, please.”
Ethan eased Trey to his feet. He pulled Trey’s shirt off over his head and bent his head to draw the hoop in Trey’s nipple into this mouth. He sucked. Hard. The tug seemed to extend to Trey’s balls. Ethan suckled a trail down Trey’s belly as he lowered himself to his knees. He unbuttoned Trey’s fly while he looked up at him. Ethan slowly tugged Trey’s jeans and boxers down until his cock sprang free. Ethan emitted an excited gasp. He eased Trey’s pants down his legs and removed the garment, pulling off Trey’s shoes and socks in the process.
Trey stared down at Ethan’s enraptured face. His lips were inches from Trey’s cock, but he wasn’t sucking it. More like worshiping it from afar. Ethan’s hot, moist breath caressed Trey’s most sensitive skin. Trey fought the urge to inch forward until his cock brushed Ethan’s lips. After several moments, Ethan climbed to his feet without touching Trey at all.
Ethan pulled off his white T-shirt giving Trey an eyeful of glorious, muscular bulges in all the right places. He pinned Trey with a hard stare—his brown eyes intense, his expression unreadable. Trey wasn’t sure why that look had him ready to drop to his knees at Ethan’s feet and beg for his touch. The longer Ethan stared at him, the faster and harder Trey’s heart thudded in his chest.
Trey lowered his gaze to Ethan’s cock—hard, huge, and twitching with excitement. Trey couldn’t wait to be filled. Stretched to his limits. He hoped Ethan hurried up about it. Didn’t he realize how bad Trey needed this? Maybe he needed to be more forthright. “I have condoms and lube in my bedroom,” Trey said.
“Do you want me to go get it and bring it out here?”
“The choice is yours. I’m at your mercy.”
A slow smile spread across Ethan’s handsome face. “You won’t regret putting me in charge.” He leaned closer and nipped Trey’s lower lip. “Show me the way.”
Hurrying toward his bedroom, Trey turned on the light and entered the large room. He went to the dresser and opened the top drawer. He had dozens of condoms inside. Lubricants. Toys designed to pleasure men. The second drawer was all for the ladies. Lady, he corrected himself. “Everything you’ll need is in here,” he told Ethan.
“What do you like?” Ethan asked.
“Everything,” he said with hesitation, “but tonight I need to be topped.”
Ethan smiled at him. “And I need to top.”
While Ethan examined Trey’s collection of condoms, lubes, and toys, Trey went to make the lighting in the room less glaring. He turned on several lamps and turned off the overhead lights.