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Now, they both lay there, stoned off their rockers, waiting for Sev to show up. He would be there any minute, Ryan already having made sure the lube and condoms he’d packed were readily accessible. “Um, Hayes?” he asked, not moving.
“Yeah?”
“I need to say something. Hayes, just because we’re doing this, just because I’m willing to share you in the bedroom like this? It doesn’t mean I’m willing to share you outside of it. You understand that, right? Like, that this is just sex?”
Hayes sat up, reached over to Ryan’s face, and placed his hands on either of Ryan’s cheeks, leaning in and kissing him on the forehead. “Just so you know, I think this is so cute.”
“I’m sorry?”
“It’s cute, how you act like you don’t know you own me.” Hayes kissed him one more time on the forehead and then pressed his against it. “You fuckin’own me, Ryan Baylor. Every single piece of me. And you never won’t. You understand that, right?”
Ryan nodded, reaching up and grabbing both sides of Hayes’s face, their foreheads still pressed together. “Samesies.”
A knock at their suite door interrupted their moment of tenderness. Hayes tried to pull away, but Ryan kept him there. “Hey? I love you. Whatever happens in this room tonight doesn’t change that.”
“I know that, Rook.”
This Is Just Sex (6)
Pulling away from Ryan, Hayes took a deep breath and answered the door. He opened it and was greeted by Sev wearing a backward hat, gray sweatpants, and…a white t-shirt. “I see you got the memo regardin’ the dress code,” Hayes quipped, stepping aside and allowing him entry, locking the door behind him.
Sev laughed, as Ryan got up from the couch and walked toward them, pulling on his pen, exhaling, and offering it to Sev. He pulled and exhaled before handing it back to Ryan, who shoved it in his pocket. Ryan extended his hand. “I don’t think we’ve ever formally met. Ryan Baylor.”
“Sev Kirscher,” he said, gripping Ryan’s hand. He was expecting a handshake, but instead, Sev pulled Ryan’s body into his own, snaked his other hand around the back of Ryan’s head, and tugged it forward so their lips crashed together.
Without even so much as a second thought, Ryan opened his mouth and welcomed Sev’s tongue, moving his hands to his waist as they kissed. Though it felt different than kissing Hayes, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it.
Ryan gripped Sev’s obliques, then slipped his hands under his t-shirt and slid them up the front of his body. Their mouths hung open as their tongues lapped at each other slowly, lazily, with Sev shoving a hand down the front of Ryan’s pants and taking hold of his thickening cock. “Mmm,” he moaned, moving his lips to Ryan’s ear. “Getting hard for me already, huh, big boy?”
“That makes two of us.” Hayes positioned himself behind Sev, grabbing his free hand and forcing it down the front of his sweatpants as he licked and nipped at Sev’s neck and shoulder. Ryan’s mouth met his boyfriend’s there and they alternated between kissing each other and sucking on Sev’s skin.
“Fuck, you two are so hot,” Sev panted, flipping himself around to face Hayes and pressing his mouth to his, both of his hands still fisting each of their cocks. The two kissed for a few seconds before Hayes gasped against Sev’s lips, Ryan simultaneously moaning as Sev began jerking both boys off with long, slow strokes. “You wanna suck…on your boyfriend’s cock with me?” Sev asked Hayes between sloppy kisses.
“Yes. Yes, he does,” Ryan answered, his eyes rolling back and biting his bottom lip as Sev continued to work his cock like it was his primary source of income. “Why don’t we take this into the bedroom?”
The LA forward removed his hands from both of their pants and led the way to the bedroom like the Pied Piper, both boys and their throbbing boners in tow.
When they got there, Sev stripped and tossed his clothes into a pile on the floor. Hayes studied him; he had a decent body, as did most hockey players, but wasn’t hot in the traditional sense of the word. He wasn’t “Ryan Baylor hot” or “TK hot.” However, there was something insanely and inexplicably sexy about the way he controlled the situation that had Hayes’s dick so painfully solid that he’d probably do whatever the fuck this guy told him to.
“Undress him,” he instructed Hayes, who immediately began tearing at Ryan’s sweatpants and t-shirt until he was naked. “Good boy, Tyler.”
No.
No no no.
Without warning, those three words caused a combination of anger and panic to flash over Hayes, and he was pretty sure his soul left his body for a second.
“You’re such a good boy for me, Tyler.”
Shit. Not now.
Not. Now.
He tried to shake it off, attempting to distract himself by running his hands all over Ryan’s body, his boyfriend immediately noticing the change in his facial expression. Ryan leaned into his ear like he was kissing it. “Hey. You OK?”
Hayes nodded, shutting it out. “Yeah, I’m…fine.”
They both looked over at Sev, who pointed at Ryan. “Climb on the bed and lie on your back.”
