Page 39 of Gamers' Omega

Ian wrapped his arms around me. “Whatever it is, we’ll listen when you’re ready. Ok?”

I nodded.

He kissed my forehead. “Good. Now, try not to worry about it and just have fun.”

“Unless you want to leave,” Beck added.

I shook my head. “No, I want to stay.”

“Ok then,” Tony chirped. “Play now, talk later.”

I smiled. “Yeah.”

∞∞∞

“Cuddle puddle!” Tony declared as we poured into the living room. He rounded the couch and pulled the ottoman into place while Beck strode over and opened Pico’s cage.

I stared at the couch for several seconds, trying to decide if it was better to cuddle them to talk, or if I should keep my distance.

“Go on,” Ian said softly as he rested a hand on my back. “It’s always easier to have big talks when you’re supported.”

I licked my lips, nodded, and crawled across to where Tony had laid. Ian and Freddie quickly followed, with Beck joining us a few minutes later after he’d settled Pico on his play area.

We took a few minutes to kiss and connect, which was reassuring in its own way. They knew I needed to talk to them, but making me comfortable took precedence.

“I still say you looked fantastic in your swimsuit,” Tony stated as he rubbed my back. “I wouldn’t mind seeing you in it again.”

I smiled. “Thank you, but that wasn’t the problem.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ian asked.

I let out a half-laugh. “Not really, but I think I need to.”

Freddie reached across Tony’s chest and squeezed my shoulder. “It’s ok. Trust me.”

I took a deep breath. “So um… remember last week when we got back after game night, and Freddie was teasing Ian about sucking him off?”

There was a beat of silence, then Tony spoke. “I think I remember that, but we joke about stuff like that all the time. Did we make you uncomfortable?”

I swallowed. “I… I don’t know why but for some reason…” I paused and gathered my courage. “I… I can’t get the thought out of my mind. I… I wanna watch.”

“You want to watch Ian give Freddie a beej?” Tony asked.

Heat crawled up my cheeks. “Mo-more than that.”

“More?” Ian teased.

“I-I…”

“Knock it off,” Beck scolded. “He’s not asking for anything we haven’t done. We watch all the time. Whether already spent, waiting a turn, or because watching a couple of men you lovefuck each other senseless is hot. It’s so common we don’t even think about it.”

“O-only if you’re ok with it,” I replied, even as my dick twitched at the thought that it might happen.

“Your mouth says one thing, but your cock says something else,” Tony replied.

“I… I…” I stammered.

“Is he hard?” Ian asked.