glancing down at the floor. “I just—I just need some time to think. I feel like I’ve been backed into a corner, and I don’t like it.”
Surprisingly, it was Chase who answered, and he didn’t sound angry, like Troy expected, but resigned. “Go ahead then. Maybe we need to do some thinking, too.”
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Whether Chase meant it as a threat or not, Troy didn’t know, but he didn’t think it was.
Neither Xavier nor Chase was the kind of men who made threats or bullied others around.
He reckoned they could be stupid like anyone else, though. Troy mumbled his thanks then clocked out and left, wondering how everything had turned so complicated so quickly. Then he saw Carlos and Will waiting for him by his Jeep, and he realised there was something in his life uncomplicated after all.
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Chapter Twelve
Carlos had seen the tension roll off Troy as soon as the bartender looked at them. The worry that had been growing, his fear of having Troy come out and tell him and Will he wasn’t interested in them, vanished. Carlos smiled and held out a hand to Troy while keeping his other arm around Will’s shoulders. The three of them embraced, then they were kissing, a wet, sloppy, three tongued kiss. When they finished, it left them all panting.
“Where to?” Carlos asked, his voice thick with need. Will in his little skirt and heels, Troy in his tight jeans and tighter T-shirt—the two men were causing Carlos’ dick to throb with every heartbeat.
“My place,” Troy said. He reached down and cupped Carlos’ dick with one hand and Will’s with the other. The moan the bartender let loose almost had Carlos bending him over the hood of the Jeep. He restrained himself, barely, settling for gripping the back of Troy’s neck and kissing him until Troy whimpered.
“Okay. We’ll follow you, if you got room for all three vehicles at your place.”
Troy snorted. “You mean two and a half. Will’s Mini Cooper doesn’t count as a full sized car.”
“Hey!” Will smacked Troy’s arm. “My car is awesome!”
Carlos chuckled and rubbed Will’s dick through his jock strap, moving his strokes in the opposite direction of Troy’s. “It’s a cute little car. Obviously you aren’t trying to overcompensate.”
Will snorted even as he thrust his hips. “Well, duh! I’m not the one driving a big ol’
truck or a jacked up Jeep!”
Carlos wasn’t going to let the dig pass. He turned Will around, pressing the smaller man against him. Carlos slid his hands up the backs of Will’s thighs, then over the globes of his ass. He pinched each cheek, eliciting a squeal from Will, then he lifted the short skirt and looked at Troy. “I’d say such a comment earned Will a spanking.”
Troy’s eyes gleamed. “I think you’re right. Will knows neither one of us have anything to compensate for.”
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Will shuddered against Carlos and arched his back. “Here, do it here!”
Carlos almost laughed at Will’s eagerness. Troy glanced around the parking lot then shrugged. Carlos tipped his chin at Troy, and the bartender delivered a stinging slap to Will’s ass.
“Oh God,” Will moaned, grabbing onto Carlos’ hips. “Again—” he hissed when the second slap landed, followed quickly by two more. Carlos craned his neck and looked down Will’s back to his ass, both cheeks now darkened with handprints. The lights from the parking lot were bright enough that he could see each finger imprint, and the rosy glow left behind.
Carlos stroked over the heated flesh, then scratched his nails over it. Will shivered and pushed his butt against the touch. “Again,” Carlos ordered. Will’s hunger was readily apparent in the way the man was begging with his body. “I want him to feel your hand on his ass all the way to
Surprisingly, it was Chase who answered, and he didn’t sound angry, like Troy expected, but resigned. “Go ahead then. Maybe we need to do some thinking, too.”
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Whether Chase meant it as a threat or not, Troy didn’t know, but he didn’t think it was.
Neither Xavier nor Chase was the kind of men who made threats or bullied others around.
He reckoned they could be stupid like anyone else, though. Troy mumbled his thanks then clocked out and left, wondering how everything had turned so complicated so quickly. Then he saw Carlos and Will waiting for him by his Jeep, and he realised there was something in his life uncomplicated after all.
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Chapter Twelve
Carlos had seen the tension roll off Troy as soon as the bartender looked at them. The worry that had been growing, his fear of having Troy come out and tell him and Will he wasn’t interested in them, vanished. Carlos smiled and held out a hand to Troy while keeping his other arm around Will’s shoulders. The three of them embraced, then they were kissing, a wet, sloppy, three tongued kiss. When they finished, it left them all panting.
“Where to?” Carlos asked, his voice thick with need. Will in his little skirt and heels, Troy in his tight jeans and tighter T-shirt—the two men were causing Carlos’ dick to throb with every heartbeat.
“My place,” Troy said. He reached down and cupped Carlos’ dick with one hand and Will’s with the other. The moan the bartender let loose almost had Carlos bending him over the hood of the Jeep. He restrained himself, barely, settling for gripping the back of Troy’s neck and kissing him until Troy whimpered.
“Okay. We’ll follow you, if you got room for all three vehicles at your place.”
Troy snorted. “You mean two and a half. Will’s Mini Cooper doesn’t count as a full sized car.”
“Hey!” Will smacked Troy’s arm. “My car is awesome!”
Carlos chuckled and rubbed Will’s dick through his jock strap, moving his strokes in the opposite direction of Troy’s. “It’s a cute little car. Obviously you aren’t trying to overcompensate.”
Will snorted even as he thrust his hips. “Well, duh! I’m not the one driving a big ol’
truck or a jacked up Jeep!”
Carlos wasn’t going to let the dig pass. He turned Will around, pressing the smaller man against him. Carlos slid his hands up the backs of Will’s thighs, then over the globes of his ass. He pinched each cheek, eliciting a squeal from Will, then he lifted the short skirt and looked at Troy. “I’d say such a comment earned Will a spanking.”
Troy’s eyes gleamed. “I think you’re right. Will knows neither one of us have anything to compensate for.”
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68
Will shuddered against Carlos and arched his back. “Here, do it here!”
Carlos almost laughed at Will’s eagerness. Troy glanced around the parking lot then shrugged. Carlos tipped his chin at Troy, and the bartender delivered a stinging slap to Will’s ass.
“Oh God,” Will moaned, grabbing onto Carlos’ hips. “Again—” he hissed when the second slap landed, followed quickly by two more. Carlos craned his neck and looked down Will’s back to his ass, both cheeks now darkened with handprints. The lights from the parking lot were bright enough that he could see each finger imprint, and the rosy glow left behind.
Carlos stroked over the heated flesh, then scratched his nails over it. Will shivered and pushed his butt against the touch. “Again,” Carlos ordered. Will’s hunger was readily apparent in the way the man was begging with his body. “I want him to feel your hand on his ass all the way to
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