Page 23 of The Grumpy Vet
Dario lowers onto the ground as I prop myself up, catching the moment when their lips meet. Linus goes to reach behind Dario's neck at the same time as Dario moves to do the same to him. Their forearms clash. They both smile and murmur a soft, "Sorry."
Okay, so their kiss is getting off to a little more awkward start than mine and Linus's. But with hand positions finally sorted—Dario rests his hand on Linus's chest, while Linus goes for the behind-the-neck spot—they pick up again.
It's a restrained kiss with less tongue than mine and Linus's. I wonder if Dario is holding back out of respect for me? It's nice of him if that's what he's doing, but I wish he wouldn't. I'm so turned on watching them that when it's over and Linus rolls onto his back, my hand reaches out for his bulge of its own accord. Dario notices and licks his just kissed lips, shuffling down Linus's body.
"I guess we forgot this guy when we were doing our rubdown," he says, with a cheesy smile that matches the cheesiness of his words, as he gives Linus's bulge a playful squeeze.
Linus lets out a low chuckle and runs his hand through his hair. "Guess you did." His eyes meet mine, and he arches a brow suggestively.
I don't know what gets into me. But I don't blush. I don't cower. I don't run away and hide, overwhelmed by the enormity of my feelings for this man. If he's silently willing me to do something about his situation, then consider it a challenge accepted.
I move down, joining Dario, and give Linus's cock a hearty tug through the material.
"I'll leave this part to you," Dario says, implying he's about to leave.
Not. So. Fast. Buddy.
I latch on to his wrist so he doesn't go anywhere and say, "Oh, I don't know. I think this is more of a two-man job."
Dario's eyes go wide, and he mouths, "Are you sure?"
"I am," I mouth back because this is exactly what I want. I didn't know I did until right freaking now, but there's no way I want him to leave. I want him to be here. It feels right.
"Okay, then." He grins, and props to the guy for being able to go with the flow. "Let's take his shorts off together. On the count of three. One. Two.Three."
Linus helps by lifting slightly so we can pull his shorts down in one smooth motion. We leave them bunched at his knees, our attention turning to the white boxer briefs he's wearing. There are multiple patches of arousal dotting the front.
"Someone's excited," Dario observes with a glint in his eye. He looks up at Linus. "You got a thing for two guys?"
Linus shakes his head earnestly. "Never have. Until…"
His eyes finish the sentence for him, darting between Dario and me.
Dario grins at me. "We should take that as a compliment."
"Exactly." I smile back at him, loving how emboldened I'm feeling. I've always been terrible with guys, and that goes for sex, too. I'm clumsy and awkward, and despite trying my best,I've never felt like I've truly satisfied anyone. I've never felt truly satisfied myself, either.
I reach over Linus's body and kiss Dario again. But properly this time. No holding back. No reservation.
Just my lips crashing into his then my tongue charging into his mouth, exploring a new part of my best friend. After a few seconds, he returns the kiss with just as much fervour.
Linus groans. "So fucking hot." It spurs us on even more. I even moan, which is something I never do. It's not purely for Linus's pleasure, it's for me. I've never felt so hot and sexy and wanted as I do right now, kissing one guy with another one watching and enjoying it.
After a few minutes of heavy making out, Dario pulls back, and we look down at the same time. Linus has added several additional patches to his quiltwork of pre-come.
"Whaddya say?" Dario asks me. "Should we put him out of his misery?"
I gently tap the head of his leaking dick through the material of his underwear. "Yeah, I think so."
Working together again, Linus eases up as Dario and I slide the underwear off him, leaving it halfway down his legs, along with his shorts.
Freed, his cock is even bigger than I thought it would be. It lies flat against his stomach, reaching way past his belly button. The exposed underside is smooth except for one thick vein from root to tip. His crown is glistening, and Dario and I dive down onto it at the same time.
Linus grabs his dick to hold it up and points it towards me, letting me have the first taste. I smile. "Why, thank you."
And then I get self-conscious.
Like I've been drenched with a bucket of ice cold water. I stare at the glistening head of Linus's cock, frozen. Fuck. I'm an idiot. I'm getting exactly what I want, what I've been imaginingand dreaming about for two years, and I've suddenly got stage fright.
