Page 146 of Tech Bros

He smiles faintly. “You’re filthy.”

“Technically, that wasn’t my idea.”

“Oh, I know whose idea it was. Where’d he go?”

Deacon is back with a warm, wet towel. “Right here.” He kneels on the bed next to us and hands me the cloth. I run it gently over Evan’s ass and then my abs and chest. I give Deacon a once-over to make sure he’s doing all right. He fell apart a little the last time all three of us were together, but his eyesare focused and assessing tonight, like they’re mapping all the points of contact between me and Evan, then calculating where he can fit himself in.

There’s more room on the other side of Evan, so he climbs over us and lies down. Evan barely moves. We could all use a shower, but that’ll likely have to wait. Between the socializing, the sangria and the sex, I don’t have much energy to do much but hold onto these men with every ounce of strength left in my body and fall asleep.

35

EVAN

Waking up in a bed next to Isaac is a first. The way he’s looking at me is startling.

“Where’s Deacon?” I ask.

“Working out. Cooking breakfast. Deacon things.”

“Do you know if he walked the dog?” I start to sit up, but my ass protests. Hissing, I take it slower until Isaac’s hand connects with my chest.

“The dog’s taken care of. Slow down.”

“I have things I need to take care of. In the bathroom.”

“Understood,” he tells me. “Just take your time getting there.”

I ease my way off the bed with my sweater still half on and my ass cheeks stuck together. Taking a few steps toward the bathroom solves both problems, and I fling my sweater to the floor. I guess that was the right wardrobe choice. After a cursory glance at Deacon’s shower while I relieve myself, I decide to make the trek to my own room where I have everything I need to get back into working order. Isaac is out of bed when I come out. He’s pulling on a pair of boxer briefs to cover his impressive morning wood.

“I’m gonna use my own bathroom,” I tell him.

“Need any help? I haven’t showered yet.”

Two seconds ago, I was the furthest thing from horny, but the suggestion of Isaac wet and naked with his hands on me…? “Sure,” I tell him. “But my ass is off limits until I say otherwise.”

“Just washing up, I swear.”

“Don’t swear.” I lead him down the hall to my room. When we pass the opening that leads to the living room and kitchen, I look around for Deacon. He’s on the bench press, one of the only pieces of equipment I let him keep when I moved in. That and the treadmill.

I wonder if Isaac and I should wait for him to be done then offer a group shower opportunity, but I havegotto wash my ass among other things, so I decide not to bother him.

I feel like I made the right choice when I have every ounce of Isaac’s attention in the shower. I barely have to lift a finger. He washes my hair, scrubs my body, and even cleans out my hole with two gentle fingers while he kisses me under the spray of water.

It’s amazing. Best shower ever. If I doubted his feelings for me were real, it’s much harder to do that now. To relieve our aching erections, he pins me to the wall, kissing me while he jerks our cocks together. It doesn’t take much for me. Apparently I have a thing for the caretaking type, and by the time he’s got me squeaky clean, I’m so turned on I come in less than a minute of his hand working us. For him, I get on my knees and finish him with my mouth even though he tries to tell me he’s fine with my hand.

With his cock filling my mouth and his cum sliding down my throat, I feel a hell of a lot more like I’ve earned him. Like he’s mine.

He drags me up from the floor and kisses me deeply. “I love you,” he says loudly enough for me to hear with the rushing water.

“Why did you lie to me?”

He pulls away to look me in the eyes. “About what?”

“Last night. Why did you say you and Deacon didn’t have sex?”

His eyes close. “I’m sorry. I have no idea. I mean—I didn’t want to upset you or tell Deacon’s business, but he asked me the same thing, and I realize I fucked up. Iwantthis. So much, Evan. I’m scared of fucking it up.”

“Will you tell him aboutthis?”