Page 62 of Five to Love Him
“Well, we really are s—”
His hand covered our mouth. “No, hive.”
We smiled, his fingers warm against our lips. “All right. We will ask one thing of you when we get home tonight—when you get home. You will do it?”
“That’s what I said. Right, I promise, okay?”
“Yes.” We knew exactly what we’d ask for, something we’d wanted to ask for a while but had been too difficult a subject to broach. “Then we must fulfill our end.”
“Your—” We looked at his crotch. “Right. And you’re sure this is as good for you as I know it’ll be for me?”
“As long as it brings you pleasure, we’d happily do this all day.”
“I don’t think I’d be able to manage that.”
Leo moved to the edge of the table and parted his knees. After being with us several times, he didn’t even try to open his pants himself, and we approved. Instead, he braced his hands on the table behind him.
We quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pleased that he was firming up already. For no reason that we could see, we started trembling with the one outside the door. It wasn’t like the door was locked, it wasn’t like we couldn’t escape or like we were ever apart from ourself for long, but these small moments still happened. Sometimes they even scared us.
Today, we got over it quickly, though we had to keep our hand on the doorknob, wanting to make sure that we could rush inside at any moment.
Leo was still very responsive. If we had been at his house, we might have spent more time, might have moved slower. Being here, we suckled his tip, something we knew would certainly get a reaction from him.
He was soon completely hard, and his breathing grew uneven. His eyes kept falling shut, but he knew how much we liked being seen, so he made an effort to keep them open.
He watched us suck him, meeting our eyes. We would have loved so much being in the room with two or more so we wouldn’t miss any of his reactions. We wondered as we tasted his salty muskiness whether making love in the darkness was like this for singulars, some of their sensory power taken.
In this case, we’d surrendered it willingly even though the one outside the door clenched his fingers. We didn’t know why this was happening. We were happy. We were enjoying ourself, the arousal something we only barely managed to contain to the one with Leo’s cock in his mouth.
That control grew more tenuous when Leo gasped.
“Hive, hive, I’m about to…”
“Yes,” we whispered in the yoga studio and while watching Joyce vacuumed the floor in the meeting room.
Mere seconds later, we got Leo’s taste, his hot cum filling our mouth and challenging us to swallow it all. We did our best, but some of it ran down our chin.
Leo had sagged sideways on the table, was leaning on his elbow and still looking at us, his face flushed.
“That was so good. Fuck, you always make me feel like I’ve never been touched before. Like, you’re my first, but you make me feel like you’re my first each time, that’s what I mean. Hold on, I got a tissue—ah!”
We had dropped our face into his crotch for one last greedy taste, surprising him.
“We have one too,” we said and pulled wet wipes from our back pocket. If we were only going to take care of our gleaming one with one, we’d make sure we were prepared.
We cleaned Leo up first, then helped him down off the table. With no coaxing at all, he leaned forward and put his arms around us. There was nothing much to see here now, so we finally, finally opened the door and walked into the room.
Leo flinched in our arms, but when he saw it was just us, he relaxed once more. We opened the window like we had promised. It had been a warm day though there were clouds on the horizon. The forecast had said there was going to be rain and a thunderstorm later tonight. We’d put an umbrella in Leo’s messenger bag, just in case there was rain after his class later.
We liked thunderstorms, and this was going to be the first one we’d be spending with our gleaming one.
Back at the yoga studio, Adam finished lining up the indoor slippers when our boss came in. Xander was wearing a tight-fitting tank top that showed off his muscles, and his blond hair was gathered in a tidy bun at the top of his head.
“Okay, good. Adam’s here as well. You guys, tell me if this looks silly or too over the top, all right?”
We still hadn’t found the time to accompany Leo to a yoga class, or more accurately, he’d been very busy with his secretary job while we didn’t want to make him feel like there was too much on his plate.
“We don’t know that much about yoga,” we told Xander.
