Page 14 of Getting Hitched
Gray let them guide him to the bedroom like he was an invalid. They tucked him in under a cool, clean sheet. Mason even set a glass of water on the nightstand. As they left, Jack turned on the noise machine they used to block out daytime sounds when they worked nights.
By the time the bedroom door clicked shut, Gray was mostly asleep again, aware only of the sound of ocean waves coming from the machine.
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When Gray woke, he blinked at the strong sun shining in the window. What time was it? He grabbed his phone from the nightstand. Two o’clock? It was light out. Fuck. Was it two in the afternoon?
Then he remembered staggering home, soaked in alley muck after a useless stakeout. Had he really fallen asleep at the table?
“Jack? Mason?” he called. No response. Shouldn’t they be back from brunch by now? He listened carefully, but he didn’t hear anyone moving around the house. Then he saw he had a text from Jack.
Running errands. Back in a few hours. The time stamp said one o’clock.
Gray stretched and forced himself to get out of bed. If he slept any more, he’d end up on a completely nocturnal schedule. He used the bathroom, then got his laptop and sat on the couch. Now, while he was alone, was the perfect time to order Jack and Mason a very nontraditional wedding present. At least it was something he knew they’d like.
He grinned as he pulled up the website. Jack wanted a good session of punishment, and the remote-controlled vibrators he’d seen would be a great addition.
He scrolled past ribbed plugs, holy-shit-bigger-than-his-arm plugs, and—ah yes, there they were. They came in a variety of sizes and colors, all of which had a wide base so they could stay safely up Jack’s and Mason’s asses as long as he wanted them to. He selected black ones about the same girth as his cock, added them to his cart, double-checked that they would arrive on time, and completed the order.
He was buzzing with excitement as he scrolled through other pages on the site, adding more toys to his wish list. The three of them were going to have a lot of fun with the vibrators, and to up the stakes, he was going to tell Jack and Mason that a surprise was on the way and they weren’t allowed to come until he used it on them after the ceremony. Talk about torment.
He heard the sound of a key in the lock, and the door swung open. He quickly closed the laptop and set it on the coffee table.
“What are you up to?” Mason asked.
“Just messing around, waiting for you two to come home.”
Jack shook his head. “No, you are up to something. You look way too happy.”
“Can’t I be happy for no particular reason?”
“Some people can, but not you, not to the point that you’re grinning like the Cheshire cat.”
“Fine. You’re right. I just ordered something special for you.”
Mason lit up. “It must be something wicked if you’re smiling like that.”
“It is, but you won’t get it until after the wedding.”
Mason sighed. “At least that’s not too long to wait.”
Gray couldn’t wait to drop his bomb. “It wouldn’t be, but…” He paused, wanting to draw the moment out.
Jack and Mason set down their bags and came into the living room.
“Yes?” Jack asked.
“Neither of you is allowed to come until I use it on you.”
“What?” Jack squawked.
Mason looked stricken. “But we… But that’s?—”
“Five days.”
“Graaaaay,” Jack protested.
He gave Jack his best arrogant-Dom look. “Are you questioning me?”
