He scuffs his foot nervously against the black carpet, then shuffles over to where I’m sitting.
I run my hand over the empty spot beside me in a circular motion, beckoning him to take a seat.
“Don’t be shy now,” I tell him with a chuckle as I begin to run a hand through his hair when he leans back against the cushions. “I’ve already fucked that tight pussy of yours and swallowed your dick; I think we’re a little past being bashful now.”
Colin lets out a breath as he attempts to relax his tense body, moving away slightly to maintain a couple of inches of space between us. He’s nervous, but he knows that it’s too late to turn back now.
Especially since Xavier’s locked us in.
“Can I ask you something?”
He nods without looking at me.
“How long have you had a thing for me?”
He shrugs and I make a fist in his hair, arching his neck at an odd angle like I did to Xavier earlier in the night. “That’s not an answer.”
“Since you got hired on,” he grunts as he attempts to move his body to match the angle of his neck.
Smart, I think with a smile as I let his hair go, then ruffle it affectionately.
“Why didn’t you say anything then?” I press, beginning to lightly trail my fingers up and down the back of his neck.
He shrugs, then immediately shoots me a nervous look. I shake my head, an amused smile on my lips while giving him the opportunity to answer the question properly.
“I didn’t know what you were into until I saw you with your brother,” he states quickly. “It’s not something I advertise about myself either, you know? People can be cruel and I’ve been on the receiving end of enough ignorant comments to last me a lifetime.”
“I get it,” I say, even though I don’t. The only person who’s ever known that I’m gay is the same one who’s tormented me for the past ten years of my life. But now that I know he feels the same way, I liken it to a kindergarten crush. The kind where the person who likes you back, bullies you relentlessly because they don’t know how else to deal with their feelings.
“Speaking of lifetimes,” I continue, giving him a curious look. “How old are you, anyway?”
“Twenty-four.”
I smile again. He’s older than me and Xavier, and still, he’s younger in the hierarchy of how this will play out tonight.
“This is gonna feel weirder than it should, then,” I state with a grin. Colin gives me another curious look as I continue to lightly trail my fingers up and down his neck. “The whole respect your elders thing. You’re older than both of us.”
He swallows the nervous lump in his throat and I let my hand drop from behind his neck. “But if you think about it, this isn’t the time to be respectful. You came home with us knowing what tonight would be about, or at the very least, having an idea, and I think it’ll be fun.”
“Is the circle jerk over now? Can we get to it?”
I roll my eyes and turn my head to the right as Xavier finally walks out of the bathroom. He looks amused and hungry—two things that I know are going to fuel him.
“We were just having a chat,” I grumble as I sit up and run a hand back through my hair. “Just trying to put him at ease.”
“Him or yourself?” Xavier asks as he makes his way toward the couch and tilts my chin up roughly. He wants attention now so I’m going to have to find a way to deflect his hunger toward Colin so I will be able to walk again in the near future.
With a smirk, I get to my feet and glance down at him, then I reach around him to grip him by the ass. “Maybe both of us. Or maybe you. I figured that’s why you’ve been hiding this entire time. Not wanting to get this tight ass of your reamed, even though you know it’s going to happen. You scared, Xavier?”
Xavier’s eyes search mine, stark delight shining in them, “What happened to the scared little boy who would do anything to keep his distance?”
“He became a man when you weren’t looking.”
Before Xavier has a chance to taunt me anymore, I immediately crouch down in front of him and run a hand over the bulge in his jeans. I want to taste him again, and if I let him keep talking, it won’t happen any other time tonight.
He lets out a soft groan as I pull his jeans down, briefs following in the next second, then take the head of his cock into my mouth. Xavier’s body tenses when I circle the sensitive tip with my tongue.
He shifts slightly then his jacket falls to the carpet. “Hold onto this for now,” he says as his body moves again, then he places both of his hands on the top of my head.