Page 75 of A Case of You
That’s all I needed. Just some time. I’ll be fine.
* * * *
That night, as Jeff lay snuggled in bed with Brandon and Stuart, Stuart started nibbling on Jeff’s ear.
Jeff’s heart sank.
Not even his cock wanted to play, despite it having been several days since he’d busted a nut.
Not a single damn twitch from it, where usually Stuart doing that to him would make him instantly hard.
Jeff kissed Stuart. “I want to watch tonight, buddy.”
Brandon scowled. “Are you all right?”
“Just saving my energy for tomorrow.” Jeff forced a smile he didn’t feel. “I think our boy needs a cock hammered in his ass, and you are just the Master to give it to him.”
Jeff prayed Brandon didn’t press him any harder than that, because he didn’t want to admit the truth.
And he knew he couldn’t lie.
Brandon leaned in for a long, tender kiss from Jeff. “Okay. If you say so.”
Stuart eagerly flipped onto his hands and knees while Brandon grabbed a condom and lube and prepared both Stuart and himself. Jeff helped out by kissing Stuart and reaching under the man, where his cock was already hard and leaking pre-cum.
“That’s it,” Brandon said as he knelt between Stuart’s legs. “Let him take care of you while I pound this sweet ass. I would suggest not coming before me, because I’m in the mood to last a while. By suggest, I meandon’t.”
Stuart kissed Jeff, whining, sweet needy vibrations against Jeff’s lips and tongue as Brandon worked his cock into the other man’s ass.
Jeff shifted position slightly, so he could press Stuart’s mouth against his shoulder and hold his hair tightly fisted with one hand, while still able to reach and jack his cock with the other.
He wasn’t so much jacking at that point as Stuart was humping Jeff’s hand while Brandon fucked him.
And Brandonfuckedhim, shaking Stuart and the bed, long, slow drags out and fast, hard thrusts in that Jeff knew would have Stuart begging to nut pretty soon.
The fact that Jeff’s cock remained totally soft, even as the two men he loved fucked in his arms, bothered him. Bad pain and fatigue did that to him, though. This was just…an adjustment period.
It’ll be better next week.
But later, after Stuart and Brandon had exhausted each other and fell asleep on either side of him, cuddling against him, Jeff lay awake and wondered if it really was that simple.
* * * *
Sunday morning, Stuart stood in the kitchen, waiting for the coffeepot to deliver enough hot go-juice to fill Brandon and Jeff’s mugs so he could take it to them in their bedroom.
He didn’t like how exhausted Jeff had seemed yesterday.
It’d been a topic of conversation between them yesterday while they’d been out, including Grace and Emma. Brandon wanted them keeping an eye on Jeff’s condition. They reported he’d seemed more tired and in pain lately, even though he apparently stubbornly refused to admit it.
When Stuart had suggested simply confronting Jeff about it, Brandon put his foot down.
“He’s an adult. We have to let him work through this. I don’t want you harassing him about it.”
“But he’s going to crash himself again!” Stuart protested.
“I know.”
Even Grace and Emma had stopped and stared at Brandon as if they couldn’t believe what he’d just said. “What?”
