“From what I noticed, Cal likes to lead. So let him.”
I eye my friend, head tilting slightly. Let Cal lead? I mean, sure he asks for more, begs a bit. Okay, he can be pushy too.
But lead?
“You were always the bottom when the three of us used to play, mostly because Colt and I couldn’t bottom at the time.”
My mouth falls agape. “At the time? You and Colt . . .”
Rex shakes his head and looks out the window at Devon.
“Well, fuck me sideways. Satan’s spawn took your ass virginity?”
“You fucking serious?”
I shrug. “Well, what do you call it? Can’t call you a virgin—just your ass was.”
Rex rolls his eyes but laughs nevertheless. “Just saying, regardless of the position, you never seemed comfortable calling the shots. So, let Cal lead from the bottom. And I’ll talk to him. Explain what happened.”
Can’t deny the little twitch my hardening cock gives at the idea of Cal taking control. My little fawn did lead me last night, made me stay in the shadows with him, and controlled how hard I jerked his cock.
Even told me what he wanted me to do to his balls.
Maybe Rex is right. Can’t hurt to try. Not if it will fix things.
Because there’s nothing I won’t do for Cal.
Chapter 7
The house is too quiet. Rex is napping on the couch. Fucker sure needs it, and I’m glad the cough seems to be going away. But Devon ain’t at his side, which is unusual. And Cal’s missing too.
Down the hall, something drops and muffled voices fill the air. What are they up to?
I make my way to my bedroom but don’t see them right away, not until a familiar buzzing sound reaches my ear.
“What the hell!”
I rip open the closet door to find the two of them in there, Cal holding the vibrator. Both of them stare at me wide-eyed.
“Give me that.” My voice is feral as I yank the toy from Cal, my eyes darting between the two while my nostrils flare. Then I yell, “Rex! Get your fucking ass in here. Now!”
Devon, God help this kid, smirks and points at the vibrator, his one eye seeming to shine brighter when looking out from the bruised skin. “Can I have that?”
Cal snorts, then starts laughing, and I swear I want to choke him out.
“What are you two doing in there?”
The moment the words leave my mouth, visions of what they could have been doing flash through my head. I quickly clench my free hand, nails digging into my palms.
Without that small act of self-control, I'm not sure I can stop myself from lashing out.
Before either can answer, Rex walks in, rubbing his eyes. “What’s going on?”
At a loss for words because my mind is racing, I jerk my head toward the boys and hold up the vibrator. Rex eyes the toy, then steps forward and peers into the closet.
Devon looks at him and holds up . . . Jesus, fuck. A butt plug.
Rex snarls something I can’t make out, then grabs Devon by the nape and drags him out of the room, cursing the entire time.
