Page 36 of A Case of You
“Then you’d best slow down for a minute,” Brandon told him. “I’ll try to see if I can coax another one out of him for you before you come.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Brandon released Stuart, and instead slid his hand up Jeff’s back, grabbing a fistful of hair and tipping his head to the other side. Jeff’s eyes dropped closed and he was already anticipating the delicious pain of the bite when it hit him.
He felt his cock trying to thicken and stir in response to Brandon’s hand stroking him, and to how good Stuart’s cock felt in his ass.
Brandon wasn’t done, though. He bit up and down the side of Jeff’s neck, to his shoulder, back again. Hard, painful bites that finally finished hardening Jeff’s cock and making him softly moan with need.
“There you go,” Brandon said, pulling him tightly against him. “Come for us, baby.” Brandon’s hand expertly jacked him, knowing his body, just the right amount of force and pressure and the perfect twist of his hand around the ridge of the head.
It didn’t take long for Jeff to get to the edge. “Almost.”
“Give it to me,” Brandon said, his hand closing hard around Jeff’s cock as he suddenly sped up his strokes.
That finished him. His eyes fell closed as his orgasm hit, his ass squeezing Stuart’s cock and amplifying the pleasure racing through him.Thiswas what he’d needed to make this a perfect night, having pleasure literally wrung out of him, almost to the point of the good kind of pain. Stuart’s hands closed on his hips and he quickly fucked him, hard and deep and holding on tight with his cock buried deep in Jeff’s ass when he came.
Now Brandon wrapped arms and legs around Jeff, kissing him again, lovingly this time. Sweet, slow, no rush.
“What about you, Master?” Stuart asked, his voice back to their sweet subby boy.
Brandon lifted his head, breaking his kiss with Jeff. “Oh, I’m good for the night. Remember, you’re younger than both of us.” He smiled at Jeff. “I just wanted to hear both of you come again. I love that sound. Should record it and make it my ringtone.” He grinned.
Both Stuart and Jeff exploded with laughter.
They spent a little while longer in the pool, swimming, cuddling, talking. Finally, when all three of them were yawning, they got out, shivering as they quickly dried off and returned to the house.
Times like this, Jeff wished they had a hot tub. The pool was fun, but fucking in a hot tub—or even just cuddling in it—would be even better.
As they snuggled together in bed, Brandon in the middle tonight, Jeff lay with his arm across Brandon and his hand on Stuart’s arm. Stuart’s hand rested on Jeff’s hip.
“I love you both so much,” Jeff said. “Thanks for putting up with me like this.”
“Hey,” Brandon said, “we love you. There’s no ‘putting up with.’ This is what you do for the person you love.”
“Yeah,” Stuart echoed. “You’re stuck with us for life, dude.”
A happy sigh escaped him. “I can live with that.”
Chapter Ten
Stuart talked to Eileen a few more times before he and Brandon were scheduled to fly out of Tampa, including making plans to have dinner together that Thursday night.
Without their family.
The plans also included spending time with Eileen and her in-laws on Sunday, just Brandon and Stuart, not the rest of the Powell clan, to give the siblings some additional low-stress time together.
That wasn’t something they were advertising to everyone else, either.
Just like they weren’t advertising that Eileen and John were having dinner with Brandon and Stuart on Thursday night.
Since they were flying out of Tampa, Brandon opted for them to take his car and leave it in the long-term parking garage. It’d be the easiest option since they were flying home Monday morning. Thursday afternoon they packed, and Stuart almost felt reluctant to leave Jeff behind. He stood in the living room, hugging him long and hard.
“I’m sorry you can’t go with us,” Stuart mumbled against Jeff’s chest. The girls weren’t home from school yet.
“Hey, it’s forty fucking degrees there today, buddy. It’ll be in the upper thirties tomorrow, and raining. I looked. I wish I could go with you, but I’m not complaining that I can’t.”
Stuart looked up into his hazel eyes. “I’m going to miss you.”
