Double Time

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 c**k 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 c**k 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.

“Go stand and face the end of the bed.” Ethan’s deep, commanding voice sent tingles of pleasure down Trey’s spine. Why had Trey thought he could ever give up men? He loved being with a man just as much as he loved being with a woman. The only thing that could possibly be better was being with both at the same time. They’d get to that tomorrow. Trey moved to stand at the end of the bed and waited for Ethan. And waited. And waited. When he turned to offer Ethan a questioning look, Ethan said, “I said face the end of the bed.”

Trey faced the bed again and waited some more. His anticipation built to the point that he actually shuddered when Ethan finally touched the small of his back.

Ethan planted a tender kiss at the nape of Trey’s neck and his hand slid across Trey’s belly as he pulled him back against the length of his hard body. Trey felt Ethan’s cock, hard and thick against his ass. He expected him to surge into his body. Just take him. Trey was okay with that. He didn’t need the tender caresses and loving kisses in this sort of situation. He was no stranger to having sex for the sake of sex, so he was a taken a little off guard when Ethan started to nibble on the edge of his ear and stroke his belly, his chest, his arms.

“You have a perfect body,” Ethan murmured. “And you smell so good.” Ethan’s hands slid down Trey’s hips, his fingers tracing the ridges of Trey’s hip bones.

Ethan circled Trey’s c**k with both hands and stroked it slowly with a firm grip. Trey leaned back against Ethan’s hard chest and closed his eyes. He gasped with pleasure, quivering with unfulfilled desire.

“I want to hear you, Trey. Make some noise for me.”

Ethan’s hands moved faster. Trey’s instincts were to grit his teeth and hold it all in, but he liked to give his lovers what they wanted so he worked on voicing his excitement. Ethan’s tongue traced the outer edge of Trey’s ear and then plunged inside. Trey emitted a sputtering cry.

“Damn, I want to f**k you,” Ethan growled in his ear. He bit the edge of Trey’s ear and held on as he stroked Trey’s c**k faster. Faster. Trey’s heart rate accelerated out of control.

“Don’t make me come yet. I want you inside me when I come. Ethan. Ethan?”

Ethan dropped his hands and stepped away. Disoriented, Trey tried to catch his breath.

“Is it okay if I just look at you?” Ethan asked.