Kate Sherwood - Dark Horse 02 - Out of the Darkness (13 page)

“It wasn’t just a shitty thing to
say
, man. It’s a shitty way to
think
. I mean, are you into this at all?” Evan is starting to look less angry, and more hurt, and Dan likes that even less.

He looks down at his hands for a second. “Yeah, I’m into it. I am. I just… it freaks me out, you know? I… I was with Justin for a long time, and… I really loved him.” Dan doesn’t want to break down, doesn’t want to make this another thing that’s all about him. But Evan deserves an explanation. And Jeff does, too, even if he isn’t demanding one. “It’s scary, you know? I don’t… I don’t know if I really
want
to feel that way again.”

Evan looks like he’s listening, at least. “But with some other guy, you might? You said you wanted to keep your options open for other guys.”

Dan doesn’t really want to look either of them in the eye. “Yeah. It’s just… it’s easier to say that, but, you know… I don’t really think that’s too likely. I think….” He takes a deep breath. “I guess I just want to leave the door open to bolt again. Shit.”

There’s silence for quite a while, and Dan waits, wondering just how much he can expect these guys to put up with. He wonders if he’s finally pushed them too far.

Jeff is the first one to speak. “There’s never any guarantees, right? We’ve got a plan to deal with the bolting, and for the rest of it… we’ve just got to see what happens.” He leans over and rests a comforting hand on the back of Evan’s neck, rubbing gently, and after a few moments Evan visibly relaxes into the caress. Dan figures that he’s gotten off the hook once more and wonders if the talk is over. If it is, he has his own ideas for ways to help Evan relax. Then he thinks of another area that should probably be discussed.

“Uh, while we’re at it… I don’t want to bottom.” Judging by the surprised looks he gets, he probably should have built up to that a little. “I mean, I will, but… not right away. It’s… I dunno….” He’s wondering if it would have been easier to not talk about this and just refuse to do it when the situation arose. Or just grit his teeth and do it. But he’s into it now. “I just… I don’t know, it’s… not easy for me.” He should probably clarify that. “Psychologically.” And now he sounds insane. “I mean, you know, emotionally, or whatever.” Insane and incoherent. Excellent. Very smooth. Why doesn’t he start having a conversation with Puppet-Chris, make the evidence of his mental deterioration that much clearer?

They’re both still staring a little, and then Evan snickers. Now it’s Jeff and Dan’s turn to be surprised. Evan grins. “We can ask each other before every new thing. Like in those date-rape PSAs: ‘Sweetie, may I now remove your blouse? Thank you. Darling, I would now like to place my hand beneath your brassiere… do you consent?’”

Dan rolls his eyes a little, but he’s got to admit he’s impressed by the Kaminski resilience. “Okay, I also don’t want to cross dress.”

Jeff looks him slowly up and down. “Well, that’s a shame. I could absolutely see you in one of those little ass-tickler skirts….” And the man’s growl is so effective that Dan has to seriously consider his own preferences. But he decides to spend less time thinking, more time doing, so he pulls himself up off of the stool and puts a little slink in his walk on the way over to Jeff. Evan is watching with considerable interest, and Dan gives him an inviting smile before turning all of his attention to Jeff.

Jeff has already loosened his own tie and undone his top button, so Dan undoes the next button and brings his fingers to the one beneath it before pausing. “For me, the sexiest thing about clothes is getting them the hell off.” He slips the button through the buttonhole, and looks to Evan to be sure this is an okay development of their evening’s plans. Evan grins enthusiastically and comes around behind Jeff, flipping his collar up so he can keep the tie around his neck while Dan continues to undo the buttons. Dan sees the plan and grins. “Jeff, Evan and I still feel kinda bad about missing the end of your party. Maybe you’ll let us make it up to you?”

Jeff smiles. “I guess maybe I could let you do that.”

Dan has all the buttons undone now, and he brings his head forward to kiss Jeff’s chest as Evan slips the shirt off and drops it on the ground. Dan sees Evan’s hands snake around Jeff’s bare torso, and he gently catches one with his teeth, then sucks the index finger into his mouth. Jeff is looking down, and he groans a little at the sight. Dan releases the finger, and then reaches around to grab hold of Evan’s shoulder, guiding him up so their faces meet over Jeff’s shoulder. He’s standing between Jeff’s spread thighs, and he leans his whole body into Jeff’s. He gives Evan a quick kiss, then murmurs, “How much teasing does it take to turn the pussycat into a tiger?” Jeff can hear what they’re saying, and he huffs out a strained little laugh.

Evan kisses Dan back, making it sloppy and loud next to Jeff’s ear. “I’m not sure, but I’m all for finding out.”

Dan nods. “Bedroom?” And Evan nods, grabbing Jeff’s tie like a leash and pulling him to his feet. He grabs the bag of supplies on the way, and Dan appreciates his efficiency. Dan trails along behind until they reach the bedroom, reaching out a few times to run his fingers along Jeff’s back or down along his hips. Once they’re through the door, his hands reach around for the buckle of Jeff’s pants while his mouth works on the back of Jeff’s neck and his body leans forward and rubs. Evan is doing something with the bed, pulling the sheets back, it looks like, and then Dan can feel Evan in front, claiming Jeff’s mouth, and Evan’s hands reaching around to nestle between Dan’s stomach and Jeff’s back, rubbing them both. Evan’s hands go a little lower, and Dan’s hips tilt forward, chasing the sensation.

Dan gets the belt unbuckled and Jeff’s pants undone, and then Evan’s taking over, easing Jeff’s clothes the rest of the way off. Dan slides down to deal with his shoes and socks, and then Evan pulls Jeff toward the bed. Dan can almost see Jeff’s reaction, the subtle loss of power that comes from being the only naked person. He still doesn’t look exactly vulnerable, but he does seem a bit… aware. Evan lies back on the bed and pulls Jeff on top of him, and Dan has another of those moments when he’s not quite sure what he’s doing. They look good together; they look right, and Dan doesn’t really see how he fits in. Physically or emotionally. But he makes the effort, pulls himself out of his head, and just lets himself watch for a bit. If nothing else, at least he’s got good porn.

Evan and Jeff are just making out, but Jeff is working away on Evan’s clothes. His tie and shirt are undone and pushed off of his chest, and then Jeff sits up and scoots back a little, straddling Evan so he can undo his pants. Dan sees the opportunity and takes two big steps to get to the bed, then swings a leg over so that he’s straddling Evan, too, behind Jeff. He takes a second to undo the top buttons of his own shirt and pull it over his head. The power imbalance was interesting, but he wants skin on skin. He reaches around and finds Jeff’s cock, jacks it slowly while his other hand runs down to find Evan’s pants undone but not yet off. Jeff seems to have given up on the task, his hands reaching back to grab hold of Dan’s still-clothed thighs. Dan finds his way inside Evan’s underwear, and as his hand wraps around Evan, he revels in the feeling of two cocks in his hands, different shapes, weights, even different textures, but both so strong and hot and alive.

Evan groans and pushes up into the friction, and Jeff leans forward again, lining up so that Dan’s hands are right next to each other, and he takes the cue, wrapping one hand around both of them and stroking, a tight grip but a slow movement. He brings his other hand back to undo his own fly. The pressure is getting to be a little much.

For a while, there’s nothing but quiet groans and the gentle sounds of skin against skin. Dan takes a bit of a break in order to pull Evan’s pants the rest of the way off, and Evan obligingly lifts his hips to help. While Evan’s at it, he shrugs out of his shirt. Now Dan’s the only one with any clothes on, but instead of making him feel like he’s in control, it makes him feel like the other, the extra. He fights the urge to give in to the feeling and wonders whether he’s been sabotaging the relationship all along, letting himself wallow instead of kicking himself in the ass and getting over it all. Puppet-Chris’s victory dance is strangely reminiscent of Evan’s, and Dan has to work to get
that
out of his mind as well.

“Dan, you with us?” He looks up to see both of them peering at him, Jeff curious and Evan apprehensive.

Evan pushes Jeff back a bit so he can sit up, and he leans forward and wraps a hand around the back of Dan’s head, pulling him forward. Evan gently kisses Dan’s temple and whispers, “No more thinking in there, at least for a while.” He leans back and looks at Dan. “Do you think it’ll work without the blowjob?”

Dan grins slyly. “Well, if it doesn’t….”

 

Jeff looks confused but not upset by their in-joke. He nods at Dan’s pants. “You’re a little overdressed there, cowboy.”

“Yeah, I was just noticing that myself.” He stands up and shrugs his pants down his hips, then bends over for his shoes and socks. When he looks back up, both men are still watching him. He raises his eyebrows. “See something you like?” He moves back to the bed, stands there as both of them put their hands on him, as Evan’s mouth goes to his chest and Jeff’s to his lips.

But this was supposed to be about making
Jeff
crazy, he remembers, and he reluctantly pulls himself away to go back to his spot over Evan’s legs. He grinds forward, and his cock finds the cleft of Jeff’s ass. Jeff stiffens a little, then relaxes, and pushes back into Dan. Evan notices, and raises surprised eyes to meet Dan’s. “He usually tops, man. If you’re gonna do it, you’ll have to go slow.”

Dan nods and swallows nervously. He’s
definitely
gonna do it, if Jeff is going to let him. He sets up a bit of rolling rhythm with his hips, and leans forward to whisper in Jeff’s ear. “Are you sure?” Considering Dan’s earlier declaration, he really doesn’t want to push someone else’s limits. But Jeff nods and turns his head for a kiss. “Are you just trying to make me look bad?” Dan asks with a smile, and Jeff smiles back as he shakes his head.

Jeff brings one hand up to caress Dan’s cheek and says, “I don’t think there’s much that could make you look bad.”

Dan just shakes his head at the compliment and gets back to the business at hand. He pitches his voice low and kisses Jeff’s neck and shoulder between sentences. “So, how do you want to do it? Do you want me in you while Evan sucks you off? Or do you want to fuck Evan at the same time?” Dan lets his voice indicate that he’s open to other options as well, but Jeff’s sharp inhalation at the second item in the list has made it pretty clear what he wants. Dan looks over at Evan, who looks more than happy with the plan. “Is that good with you, Evan? You could be on your back, so you could see his face as I slide into him.”

Evan smiles. “Jesus, for someone who said he wasn’t sure of the mechanics of this, you’re picking it up fast.” He kisses Jeff deeply and then says, more to Jeff than to Dan, “I definitely want to see his face.”

Dan nods and reaches over to the bag Evan’s tossed on the end of the bed. It’s almost empty, but there’s lube and condoms, and he really doesn’t think they need anything else. He tosses a couple of condoms up on the bed near Jeff and keeps one for himself as he grabs the bottle of lube. He squeezes a little onto his middle finger and lets it warm up before bringing it to Jeff’s hole, running all around the edges and teasing, but not slipping it inside. He’d thought about using his mouth, but he’s really only comfortable with that straight out of the shower, and he’s good with his hands; he can make this work.

Jeff’s leaning forward over Evan, kissing and rutting up against him, and he seems almost unaware of Dan’s actions, at least until Dan teases a little bit inside and then pulls back out. Jeff’s back arches a little, and Dan’s not sure if it’s enjoyment or if he’s tensing in anticipation of a greater invasion. Either way, Dan goes back to working the outside, and when he pulls his finger away for a little more lube, Jeff leans back as if his ass is seeking Dan’s warmth. Dan’s reminded of working with dressage horses, teaching them to
want
the contact with the bit, making them relax into it and accept the guidance.

As soon as the new application of lube is warm, Dan’s fingers are back, this time one sneaking inside while the other keeps up the gentle massage of the rim. His other hand runs all over Jeff’s back and thighs, and he leans forward a few times for a quick tug on Jeff’s still achingly hard cock.

By the time Dan’s set up a rhythm with his fingers, reaching in for a quick brush and then pulling out, reaching in and pulling out, Jeff’s rocking back into it in time. Dan glances over and sees Evan, seemingly entranced by the expression on Jeff’s face. Dan kind of wishes he could see it, but he likes the view from where he is as well. He lets another finger work its way in, not every time, just occasionally, enough to keep Jeff off balance and guessing. He can feel Jeff’s breath coming faster and a bit jerkily, and he wonders if he’ll actually be able to do this, if playing with his ass is all it’s going to take to make Jeff lose control.

He doesn’t want to let Jeff ground himself by focusing on anything but sensations, so he keeps his fingers busy while he reaches for the lube bottle and passes it to Evan. “Can you prep yourself, man?” he asks. It’s not exactly romantic, but it’ll get the job done. Evan grabs the bottle with enthusiasm, one hand reaching down, the other running over Jeff’s face like a blind person trying to recognize someone.

Jeff adds a little downward grind to his backward thrusting, rubbing himself off on Evan’s hip, and Dan reaches out a hand to lift him up a little. “Careful, now… you don’t want to come before you’re inside him, do you? And I don’t want you in him until I’m in you.”

Jeff almost growls. “So get on with it, then.”

Dan grins at Evan. Jeff sounds close to the edge. Evan smiles back, and his free hand is stroking Jeff’s face now, a gesture that would be soothing at any other time, and Dan pushes all three fingers in hard, finding the bundle of nerves and working it relentlessly. Jeff’s back arches and he groans raggedly, pushing back against Dan’s hand.