I had so many questions I wanted to ask,and I was desperate to know how he was picturing what would happen, but thewords were stuck in my head. Scott seemed to be just as curious, but he waseither too nervous or too worked up to ask anything.
Maybe he liked not knowing.
With Dare, the buildup and teasing werealmost as much fun as getting to come. So it wouldn’t surprise me if Scottliked the need and frustration that was growing inside him too much to questionDare.
As we shut the door and locked it, Iexpected some of the nervous excitement to fade, but the privacy just made it heighten.I could almost feel the tension as we walked into the living room. It was likea fog was wrapping itself around us and was so thick I could almost breathe itin.
Dare led us over to the couch and set thepizza down on the coffee table. I was grateful when he took charge so I didn’thave to make my brain work. “You sit down. I’ll grab sodas and napkins.”
Even though it was our place, we obeyed asDare headed into the kitchen. By the time he came out seconds later, we wereboth sitting stiffly on the couch, trying to pretend it was just like having dinnerany other night.
Dare just laughed and waltzed over andplopped himself down on Scott’s lap. He set everything down beside the pizzaand gave Scott a kiss on the cheek. “Did you like the car ride? Except formoaning and those few questions, you were very quiet.”
Scott wrapped his arms around Dare and gavehim a sheepish smile. “Yes.”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed abouthaving fun with us. It doesn’t matter if you’re watching or involved with us orjust hearing about something that happened later. We both want you to have funand get turned on.” As he paused, Dare reached out and took my hand in his.Bringing our hands all together, he caressed over our fingers.
“I had fun.” Scott’s fingers slowly movedto stroke against ours. “It was hard not watching. Ryan makes these sounds, buthis face…I like his expressions and seeing what he’s feeling.”
I hadn’t done as good a job on the dirtytalk as I’d intended. When I’d realized what Dare wanted, I’d loved the idea.Unfortunately, my brain didn’t work at the same time my cock was engaged. Theywere mutually exclusive systems.
Dare chuckled, still focused on Scott. “He’ssexy when he’s squirming and moaning, isn’t he?”
Scott nodded. “Yes.”
Dare didn’t seem to take the quiet answeras anything wrong that time. “I bet you’d like to watch as I jerked him offsometime or made him play with himself. How does that sound? Should we stretchhim out on the bed and make him masturbate for us another night?”
Scott and I both moaned, making Darechuckle. “It seems you like that idea.”
It was easy to imagine…me stretched out onthe bed while Dare and Scott curled up together, giving me orders about howthey wanted to see me play with my dick. Faster. Slower. Harder. Stop. Theycould keep it going for hours if they really wanted to.
Fuck. I was getting hard again.
The point of me getting to orgasm in thecar was so I could focus on Scott, but that was difficult. My dick evidentlyhadn’t gotten the instructions. Although, everything he wanted to do involvedScott and Dare in some way, so my dick hadn’t entirely misunderstood thesituation.
Dare laughed again as Scott and I bothnodded slowly. “I’m glad. I’m going to make a note of that for another time. I’vealready got our evening planned out this time.”
He leaned in and kissed Scott tenderly onthe lips, dropping his voice low. “Do you like my plan, Scott?”
I held my breath, and I had a feeling Darewas just as nervous about the answer. Scott had made it clear he was curiousabout bottoming, but that didn’t mean he was ready for anal sex. It wasn’tsomething he had to jump into, but I wasn’t sure how his conversations withDare had gone.
Had he confessed to Dare what he wanted?
Had he managed to text out the fantasiesthat were circling around in his head?
The fact that Dare was asking again didn’tgive me a clue one way or the other. Dare was the kind of guy who made surebefore he took a step. Especially a big step.
Scott swallowed several times and lookedlike he was trying to get his thoughts in order. When he finally gave ahesitant nod, I knew he’d really thought about it, no matter how nervous heseemed. “Yes.” He swallowed again. “You wanted…you wanted Ryan to…”
Dare wrapped himself around Scott. “Yousaid it in the car. You were so sexy.”
Scott gave a low whine that made my dickjerk. “I…” His arms seemed to tighten around Dare and his fingers stilled. “Youwant him to make love to me.”
Dare gave him another kiss on the cheek. Heclearly knew how hard that had been for Scott. “I do. I want to see him touchyou and run his hands over you, and when you’re finally ready, I want to seehim sink deep into you. He’s going to make love to you so sweetly.”
Scott glanced nervously over at me, and Iwasn’t sure what he needed to see. When I nodded and gave him a tender smile, Itried to show him exactly how erotic I found the picture Dare was painting. Hesmiled back at me and then turned to look at Dare. “Where are you going to be?”
That was a very good question.
