Page 49 of The Forever Vault

Zeph turned over to face the three of us. “I saw those Orlando pics. Not as good as my leaked shot, but close.”

“Mmm. This is nice. It’s like a cuddle party and I’m the center of attention.”

Swoon. My boyfriend was so cute and despite our audience, I felt myself smiling - and holding him a little closer.

“Ow!”

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I think my pain meds are wearing off.”

Luke’s stomach gurgled. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“And I guess, I’m hungry too.”

“I could eat,” Zeph agreed.

“Yeah, the last thing we had in our mouth wasn’t very fillin’. He was definitely a complete bottom.”

“So then it wasn’t Brody?”

“Not yet, Cam. I have a feelin’ he’ll be the last one we conquer,” Colton answered.

“Ah, yes. I can see it now. ‘Colton, Zephyrus and the Final Frontier: Brody’s Hole’.”

“Lord willin’.’”

Oh Jesus.

Back from dinner, I shoved Colton and Zeph towards their room. Luckily, they got the hint. I secured the door in between the rooms, then turned to find Luke staring at me.

“I won’t be up for much.”

“There’s only one part that needs to be up as far as I’m concerned.” I worried for a second that he wasn’t actually up for it. “Unless you really don’t want to do anything.”

He smiled without showing his teeth, one corner of his mouth traveling a little farther up his face than the other. “What’d you have in mind?”

“Did you forget already? Just lay back and find out.”

“I’m getting pretty good at lying on a bed lately. I actually think-”

I pressed my lips against his. I knew it had been a few days, and I wanted this to be good for him. He needed to get out of his body for a few minutes and I needed to get out of my head. Focusing on his needs always helped with that. It was one of the reasons I liked being dominated at times. And if he couldn’t physically do that to me now, I could be the best little sub I could be in the meantime.

“Close your eyes.”

Luke nodded. I left a trail of soft kisses down his body. Across his bearded cheek, behind his ear, down his neck, careful to avoid the sling.

No button-up fly this time. Luke was still wearing the loose-fitting gym shorts from earlier and nothing underneath.

“When did you lose the jockstrap?” I asked.

Luke glanced down. “Honestly? I have no idea.”

We both laughed. “Jockstrap thief?” I suggested. “Doesn’t really matter, makes it easier to do this.”

I fit his entire semi-hard dick in my mouth in one go, moving my tongue from side to side, trying my best to lick it, but there wasn’t a lot of room since he was hardening quickly. I braced myself with one elbow next to his thigh, while my other hand busied itself removing my shorts and briefs.

I pulled off so I could ask, “You still good to fuck me?”