Kate Sherwood - Dark Horse 01 - Dark Horse (55 page)

“Evan. Kid, hey,” Jeff says softly, and Evan lifts his head up a little from Dan’s neck, glances over toward Jeff. “Let’s slow this down a little, huh? I want this to last.”

Dan isn’t sure about that idea, and he gives another little rub to Evan’s cock through his pants. Do they really need to slow down?

Evan groans and his hips jerk toward Dan, but he keeps his mouth away, and then pulls his whole body back. “Yeah, okay,” he says huskily. “Should we… bedroom?”

Jeff nods, and then Evan has one of Dan’s hands and is leading him toward the bedroom, while Jeff trails along behind them, holding Dan’s other hand. It’s a bit like they’re going on a field trip in elementary school, with everyone ordered to buddy up, but Dan kind of likes it. He likes that he feels connected.

When they get to the bedroom Evan pauses, and looks over at Jeff as if for instructions. Jeff smiles. “I wasn’t lying outside, when I said that I liked the show. And I’ve got a few years on both of you—I’m thinking that my recovery time might not be where yours is.” He gestures toward an arm chair by the wall. “How about if I watch for a while, see how things are going?”

Dan isn’t sure about that. He’d been enjoying having two times the usual sensations, and he’s not sure he won’t get self-conscious if Jeff’s watching. And it somehow doesn’t feel right for Jeff to be left out. Then he has an idea. “Watch? Or direct?” Dan sees Evan’s eyes flare with interest, and they both turn to look at Jeff.

Jeff’s voice is gruff when he says, “Jesus, Dan. You’re gonna kill me, here.” He sits down with one hand on the arm of the chair, the other resting on his straining fly. Dan really wants to go over and release that pressure, remind him what Dan can do with his mouth, but then Jeff sees him looking and shakes his head. “You want me to direct, you need to wait until you’re told to do something.” Dan gives a little snarl, mostly playful but hopefully enough to make it clear that he’s not going to give up on the idea entirely.

Jeff leans back and looks at them. “All right, too many clothes. Dan, why don’t you start? Unbutton Evan’s shirt. Slowly.” Dan’s not crazy about the “slow” part, but he obeys. Evan’s chest is gorgeous, all ripped muscles and golden brown skin, and Dan’s mouth is on it even as his hands are still working the lower buttons. Jeff gives him a moment to enjoy, and then says, “Now slip the shirt right off. Drop it on the floor,” and Dan does that without even lifting his mouth from Evan’s nipple. Jeff laughs a little. “Determined, isn’t he?” he asks, and Dan can feel Evan’s stomach moves as he laughs.

“Okay, that’s enough of that… Evan, lace your fingers in his hair. Lift his head up.” Dan lets it happen, but once he’s far enough away to see Evan clearly, it’s all he can do to not move back in. He wants to taste every inch of that tanned skin, wants to…. “Okay, Evan, your turn. Let’s get his shirt off.” Evan doesn’t waste any time, and Dan cooperates—he definitely sees the importance of getting naked.

Evan pulls back a little and looks over to Jeff for more instructions, and Dan is really regretting his suggestion that Jeff direct. Jesus, he could have been three-quarters done by now, but instead he’s still standing there half-dressed and achingly hard. “Dan, you’re looking a little impatient… is there something you’d like to do?” Dan’s hands dart toward Evan’s fly, but Jeff’s voice is a little sharp. “Wait!” Dan freezes and looks over at Jeff, whose eyes are as dark as his voice. “Ask me, Dan. Ask me if you can do it.”

Dan’s about ready to revolt. “This power thing—are you thinking this is a permanent situation, or is it just for right now?” He knows Jeff can see the rebellion forming….

“It’s just for now, babe. Let me enjoy myself while I can.” Jeff almost sounds defeated, and Dan really doesn’t know what that means, but he doesn’t like it.

“Oh, I can help you enjoy yourself,” he suggests with a purr, but Jeff shakes his head.

 

“Evan’s waiting for you, Dan. What do you want to do for him?”

Dan looks back at Evan. He’ll play the game for a little longer, he supposes. “I want to suck him off.” He pauses. “Jeff. May I please give Evan a blowjob?”

Jeff sounds a little out of breath. “Oh, yeah, Dan, you can do that.”

Dan’s falling to his knees at the same time that he’s undoing Evan’s fly and pulling his pants down, and so his first view of Evan’s cock is up close. And Dan just wants to get closer. It’s big, and dark, and beautiful, sticking out totally straight, leaking at the tip. Dan takes a quick lick there, feels Evan’s hands flutter at his shoulders in response, and then starts in on the rest of it. Evan’s a bit too big for Dan to take all at once, but he’s confident that he can work up to it, and he relishes the challenge. He lets his lips go a little loose to start with, just curls them over his teeth and focuses on depth. He takes Evan as deep as he can, feels him hit the back of his throat, changes the angle a little and tries to relax. He keeps Evan mostly in his mouth, just bobbing a little bit, letting the tip of Evan’s cock hit his throat, working on the angle… and there it is, and he hears Evan’s groan as his cock slides past Dan’s gag point and right down his throat. Dan holds still for a second, working his tongue along the bottom and swallowing to keep Evan happy, and then he’s ready to move.

He thinks about just staying still and letting Evan start thrusting. Dan loves it when guys do that, but tonight he feels like he’s already given away a lot of control, and he’d like to keep what he has left. So he starts moving, tightening his lips and bobbing his head, sucking his cheeks in, and he keeps his tongue working too. He remembers what Evan said about the executive being a bit into pain, and he feels Evan’s hips twitch when Dan tries a little brush with his teeth. Evan’s groaning now, his hips jerking periodically, and Dan wonders if he’s actually going to get this, if Jeff is going to let him make Evan come.

Then Jeff is there beside him, and Dan hadn’t even noticed that the man had left his chair. “Jesus, Dan, you are so beautiful like this.” Jeff runs a hand up Dan’s chest and over his face, resting his fingers on the place where Dan’s lips are moving back and forth over Evan’s skin. “So beautiful.” Dan feels Jeff fumbling for his hand, and he recognizes the familiar shape of a bottle of lube. “I want you to work him open while you’re sucking him. Not much, just one finger, but lots of lube. And then when you’re done, when he’s come down your throat, I want you to put him up on the bed on his knees, with his shoulders against the mattress, and I want you to fuck him hard. Is that good, babe?”

Dan nods enthusiastically, Evan inhaling sharply at the changing pressure on his dick. Dan gets a finger slicked up and brings it around behind, circling Evan’s hole teasingly. He thinks about what Jeff had said, about not stretching it too much, and thinking how tight that’s going to be around his cock is almost enough to bring him off right there, without even being touched. He brings his free hand down to press on his dick, and Jeff sees it and grins a little wolfishly. Dan doesn’t have time to respond to that, but it’s not like Jeff isn’t straining the limits of his clothing, and he’s not even touching anyone.

Dan slides his finger in, silky smooth in the heat and all the lube, and works it around to find the right spot. Evan’s fighting to keep still now, his hips jerking like it’s only his willpower that’s keeping him under any sort of control, and Dan decides to give in. He lifts his free hand to find Evan’s and brings it to his head, then sinks back a little to get a better balance. Evan looks down like he’s not sure of the message, but Jeff’s been here before with Dan, and he gives a little moan. “Do it, Evan, he wants you to.” And that’s all it takes to get Evan’s long, fat cock shoved down Dan’s throat. He swallows around it, letting it go deep, but Evan’s already pulling out and driving back in. Dan works his finger more as Evan’s rhythm get more erratic, and then Evan’s hands come off his head entirely. Dan understands the signal, but he sucks Evan down deep anyway, swallows around him, knows he’s drooling a little but doesn’t worry about it at all. Evan makes a shuddering, hoarse shout when he comes, and Dan chokes a little but loves it. He keeps working until Evan’s hand comes to ease him off, and then Evan falls down to his knees in front of Dan, and he brings both hands to the back of Dan’s head and holds him still to give him a deep, soft kiss. Which is well enough for Evan, but Dan’s still rock hard….

Jeff clears his throat. “Your turn, Dan.” He doesn’t have to mention it twice. Dan breaks off the kiss and pulls Evan to his feet, kicking Evan’s pants the rest of the way off before undoing his own. Evan seems to perk up a little at the thought of getting to see the rest of Dan. Dan tries to take it slow and draw things out a little, but that’s just not going to happen. He’s
way
too far gone for any sort of subtlety. He’d taken off his shoes and socks earlier, and he’s glad of it because he really doesn’t think he’d have the patience for laces right now, and fucking someone while wearing running shoes is really not that classy. Although he’s been in positions where he’d have appreciated the traction….

But then Jeff is there behind him, and Dan doesn’t mind that he’s being slowed down because Jeff’s hard cock is pressing through the fabric of his jeans and rubbing against Dan’s ass. Jeff eases Dan’s pants and underwear down, and Dan grinds back a little. It’s been a long time since he’s been fucked, and he was relieved that Jeff had asked him to top tonight. But all that hesitation is gone when he feels Jeff’s cock,
right there
, nestling in like it’s going home. He arches his back, grinding back with his ass at the same time as he twists his head around for a kiss, and Jeff’s hand is strong where it holds his neck, keeping him still for a deep kiss. Then Jeff’s hand is gone, and Dan hears the crinkle of a foil wrapper, and Jeff’s warm hands are around him, smoothing the condom on. Dan and Justin had gotten tested for everything under the sun and given up on condoms, so it’s been years since Dan used one. He thinks it might not be a bad thing to have a little less sensation tonight, might help keep him from embarrassing himself. Although now Jeff is smoothing lube on, and he seems to be taking a little extra care….

“Shit, man, stop. I’m not gonna last.”

Jeff smiles into Dan’s neck, rubbing his stubbly cheek along Dan’s smooth skin, but at least he stops with his hand. Jeff leans forward a bit so he can reach Evan to give him a little more lube, and the motion pushes Dan forward, too, sends his cock under Evan’s ass and between his legs. Evan and Dan moan together, and then Jeff’s hand is back on Dan’s cock, moving it up and guiding it into place.

“Slow and steady, babe. He likes to feel the stretch, but we don’t want to hurt him,” Jeff murmurs, but Evan must not have gotten the memo, because as soon as he feels Dan there he’s pushing back, and Dan moves back a little but then hits Jeff, who doesn’t give. “Okay, apparently
he’s
driving.” Jeff sounds amused, but Dan doesn’t really worry about it because he’s pretty much totally concentrated on the sensation of his cock being engulfed by Evan’s tight, hot ass. Evan’s pushing back steadily, but once the head of Dan’s cock is inside, Evan starts rocking a little, pulling away from Dan and then pushing back a little closer each time. Dan’s dick absolutely approves, and Dan tilts his head back again, finding Jeff’s lips with his. He’s not really kissing, more just moaning into Jeff’s mouth, and Jeff is there, whispering soothing words and helping Dan to keep still. Finally, Dan is all the way in, one hand behind him grabbing onto the seam of Jeff’s jeans, the other resting on Evan’s back, right at the top of his ass. Evan stills, and Dan kind of wants to stay there forever, frozen in perfection. At the same time, he very, very much wants to move….

Evan’s hand snakes back and grabs Dan’s hip, pulling him forward. Dan goes, his dick doesn’t give him a choice, but Jeff doesn’t come with him, and Dan misses him. That lasts for about two seconds, until Evan braces his arms on the bed and arches his back, and growls, “Go hard, Dan, I want to feel it.” Dan wants to feel it, too, so he doesn’t argue. He draws back and pistons in, slamming fast and hard, then does it again and again. Evan is pushing back into every thrust, a low keening coming from his throat, and Dan really doesn’t think he can last much longer. At least Evan has already come, so Dan doesn’t have
that
to worry about, and Jeff has moved around so he can see both their faces and he looks almost as into it as Dan is. Dan can feel the orgasm building in his spine, but he doesn’t want to give into it, wants to keep driving into Evan, wants to keep hearing him make that sound.

He manages to hold off a little longer, but it’s like stopping a tidal wave with a sheet of paper, and it’s not long before Dan loses his rhythm, loses his mind, can hear himself gasping as if he’s somewhere far away, somewhere in a land of heat and colors and friction and… he drives deep as he shudders, and Evan stops pumping and just pushes back, bracing himself to hold the extra weight as Dan gives a few more weak, erratic thrusts and then collapses on Evan’s back. Evan eases himself down flat, bringing Dan with him, and he just lies there for a while, Dan gasping into his neck. Then Jeff is there, too, smoothing Evan’s hair out of his eyes, kissing Dan on the temple. It’s lovely, but….

“What the fuck, man? Do you not want to come?” Dan doesn’t understand how anyone can be this Zen when his dick is as hard as Jeff’s quite obviously is.

Evan laughs a little weakly. “See, man? I told you you’re weird.” He turns his head a little in Dan’s direction. “When he gets turned on he goes all gentle and shit… it’s freakish.” Judging by the way Evan is nuzzling against Jeff’s hand, he doesn’t seem to have any real complaints about it.

“Damn.” Dan doesn’t really understand that, and he thinks it might be time to do something about it. He runs a hand down between his chest and Evan’s back, fingers slick in their combined sweat, and then curves down over Evan’s ass to hold onto the condom while he eases himself out. Evan gives a sleepy little whimper of complaint, but Dan knows from experience that Evan really does
not
want to leave things like that for too long. He ties the condom off and scoots out of the bed looking for a trash basket. While he’s up, he decides to slip into the bathroom to pee. Then he washes his hands and splashes a little cool water on his face. Time to regroup.