I lift my hand off Ryde's, so now it's only him touching Linus. I told him I'd help get him started. Consider this officially started. It's time for me to make a graceful departure and let Ryde and Linus finally unleash over two years of bottled-up sexual tension.
"I should get going," I say, making a move to get up off the floor.
"No." Ryde lets go of Linus's cock and grabs my forearm. "Stay."
I choke on my breath. "No. Really." I lift his hand off me and place it back down on Linus's leg. Icannotbe in the room, watching them fuck. That's too messed up. Even for me. "I can't."
"Please. I want you here."
He blinks those beautiful blue eyes at me. Normally, I can't resist him. But this is the furthest thing from a normal situation we've ever found ourselves in. I've done my bit. Surely he can see that?
We stare at each other for a few beats, only stopping when Linus chimes in with, "I want you to stay, too."
"Really?"
I…I don't know what to do. Why do they want me to stay? Do they both get off on having people watch them fuck? That seems out of character for them, but who knows?
I mean, what else could it be? Why would they want me to stay here…
Oh,shiiiiit.
No.
Do they… Do they want me to be a part of this?
That wasneverpart of the deal I struck up with Ryde. It was always about getting him and Linus together. I never factored into that equation.
I glance between them. Linus is staring at me with an intensity that damn near knocks me over, and if Ryde's eyes could beg, they'd be on their knees.
We have veered so off plan I'm truly at a loss. My scrambled mind can't make heads or tails of what's going on, so in a timelike this, the only thing to do is to revert back to our trustyyes, andapproach.
"Fine, I'll stay," I say, taking a deep breath. "But on one condition."
"What is it?" Ryde asks.
Because I'm still committed to being the best wingman, I lift my chin, stretch my lips into a wide grin, and wave my finger between Ryde and Linus. "You two have to kiss."
6
Ryde
Of courseDario would turn this around onto me. But hey, if it means finally getting to kiss Linus, then who am I to complain?
Even if I have a…niggle.
I mean, I just kissed my best friend. Granted, in the scheme of things, it'd be classified as a pretty mild, PG-rated kiss. Just a bit of lip-on-lip action, barely any tongue.
But still.
Dario and I kissed.
And I enjoyed it.
It wasn't weird or gross or weirdly, grossly brotherly like I thought it might be. It was soft and sensual, and it made my tummy flutter in an unexpected way. And it made my dick sit up and take notice. I'd been meandering in semi-chub territory the whole time we were 'massaging' Linus, but kissing Dario sealed the deal and took me over the edge to full-on hard-on.
What is going on here?
Everything is happening so fast, my head is spinning, and I can't make sense of anything. I don't even have time to properly unpack kiss number one because I'm hurtling straight towards kiss number two.