Page 112 of Shift Change

Chuck scoffed. “If you want to know about the view from up high, you’d better ask a guy who actually spends timeon top.”

Another round of drunk cackles filled the air.

Harpy’s voice cut through the mayhem. “All of you are trash. I’m in the top three, and I’ve been playing one-handed while holding a baby carrot.”

“That’s because you’ve been hiding in a bush for ten minutes,” Packy shouted. “Get in the game, Captain Coward.”

Harpy jumped out of the bush on screen and took Packy out.

The room erupted yet again, and Packy stood up like he’d been physically wounded. “I have never been more betrayed.”

“You love it,” Harpy said, taking a sip of beer.

I looked around at my amazing, ridiculous teammates—half of them yelling while the rest of us laughed too hard to breathe. We were a mess, but we were a great family.

Fortnitewound down. We were all tired after the game, and all the beer was catching up with us. After everyone wandered around the house looking for an available bathroom to take a leak, we reconvened in the basement. Chuck and I claimed a seat in the back. The room was mostly dark, and no one was sitting on the couch in front of us. Most of the guys were chatting among themselves.

Chuck put a hand on my lap and squeezed my dick. “When we go to bed,” he whispered, “I’m going to fuck you harder than Gabe fucked Brody.”

My hand found its way to his thigh—fair was fair, after all—and when I slid it higher, I was thrilled to find he had a healthy semi going.If I get him hard now, he’ll be insatiable when we go upstairs.His erection grew as I felt along the length. When he widened his eyes, he leaned close and whispered, “Or you could sit on it right here. I don’t think anyone would know.”

“Fuck.”

Before we explored that idea further, I called out. “Does everyone know where blankets and pillows are? Unless you’re Ubering home, you’re staying here. We have three guest rooms and all these couches.”

“This isn’t your first party, Nate,” Gabe said. “We all know the drill, and we have too much ahead to take any chances.”

Guys chimed in their agreement, and except for a few who had to go home to wives, the rest planned to stay. Conversation resumed, but that didn’t stop Chuck from opening my jeans and sliding his hand inside. I gasped when he pulled my dick out and started jerking me. We were quiet while the other guys talked. Chuck knew exactly how I liked it, and every slide and squeeze fanned the inferno growing inside me. If he didn’t stop soon, I’d pass the point of no return.

In my mind, I saw images of Gabe’s face when Brody was jerking him off in the restaurant. I was breathing faster now, and Chuck slowed down, alternating weak squeezes with slow jerks. His body was a perfect sex machine.

“I’m going to shoot all over your hand if you keep that up,” I whispered.

He nibbled my earlobe and then sucked it, continuing those little squeezes and half jerks. It kept me on the edge but wasn’t enough to send me over.

“You want to come, don’t you?” he whispered. “Right here, with the guys only a few feet away?”

I couldn’t say anything because I was busy trying to control my breathing and not moan.

He licked my throat. “You have to decide whether to make any noise. I don’t care if they know what we’re doing.”

I wasn’t sure he meant that, but despite jerking off to the memory for months after I watched Brody get Gabe off in a public place, I wanted this to be private. After what they did tonight, Gabe and Brody were obviously exhibitionists, but I wasn’t ready to join their club.

“I’ll be quiet,” I whispered, trying to thrust into his hand.

He let my dick go. “Let me do this. You’ll come when I decide to let you. If you try to help, I’ll stop.”

I groaned, making Riley turn his head. “You say something, Holky?”

“Just burped.”

Chuck snickered, and when Riley turned away, Chuck jerked me again, harder now. “Relax, sweets,” he whispered. “Want to come for me?”

I nodded.

“Okay. Let go and shoot as hard as you can. Then you can watch me eat it off my hand.”

A low moan slipped out, and I bit it back. My head dropped against the cushions. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe quietly, and then Chuck kissed me—deep and hungry, with his tongue sliding against mine as his hand sped up. Heat surged, sharp and immediate. I was right there. Coming in three… two…

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