“Well, considering Pete likes being spanked by Jackson, it could happen. But with things like this they’ll talk about likes and dislikes before doing anything,” Mitch explained.
“You think so?”
“Oh, yes. I was never into this when I was alive, but I know people care about limits during scenes. Remember when Rino choked Kyle on his dick?”
I choked on my spit and tried to hide it with a cough. They ignored me completely and continued to talk about Rino and Kyle.
“Of course, I remember! That was so hot,” Nic exclaimed, fanning himself with his hand.
“They’d talked about that ahead of time, so Rino knew Kyle liked it beforehand,” Mitch informed him.
“Where was I when they had this chat? I don’t remember that?”
“Jackson was fucking Pete in the shower and you were torn between whom to watch, so we agreed on splitting up as long as we didn’t touch ourselves.”
“Ahhh, I remember now.”
I was going to die.
Jackson’s phone rang, giving him all our attention. “Jackson speaking. Oh, that’s fine. Yeah, of course. I’ll ask Benjamin to bring it up. See you in ten. Bye.” He hung up and directed his gaze to me. “Rino and Kyle will be here in ten minutes and they asked if we could eat together while talking. I’m just going to ask Benjamin to cook something for us and bring it up here.”
“Oh, okay. I’ll just wait here and go over our waiting list.” He kissed the top of my head and left. Now I just needed to calm myself until he came back. Mitch and Nic weren’t any help, they were practically glued to the window as soon as Jackson had said they would behere soon. This thing might be my biggest test yet. If I could survive playing with Rino and Kyle without them knowing I could see and hear them, then I would have passed the ultimate test.
Chapter 32
Jackson
“So, it seems we’re in agreement, then?” Rino asked. We’d gone over everything, and even though Pete was blushing like crazy, he’d been good at voicing his limits. Kyle seemed just as nervous as Pete was, and I think that helped ease Pete’s worries a bit. After this talk, it became even more clear how much Rino and Kyle needed others to play around with. Kyle had a big need to be dominated, but sometimes he needed to top and be in control, too, mostly for the fun of it.
Rino loved playing around too and let go and not just be a dom. They were the opposites of us. They needed the BDSM lifestyle and a 24/7 dom and sub relationship. I doubted we’d ever play around with another couple than them, and from our conversation it seemedthey only wanted to play around with us, too, if we wanted this to be a permanent thing. Pete had been very vocal about wanting to see where things went after tonight, but he wasn’t against the idea. Maybe it would be a once-a-month kinda thing.
There was a knock on the office door, and then Benjamin came in with dessert for us. As soon as he was out the door again, I answered Rino. “It seems like it. But as agreed,redwill be the safe word for tonight, if needed.”
“Does Benji know?” Kyle questioned, and I saw him looking at his dessert with a frown.
“No? Why do you ask?”
“Well… this dessert isoddlyaccurate.”
“What?” I looked closer at the ice cream and realized he was right.
“That, or Benji had an odd placement in mind for the banana and the scoops of ice cream,” Pete said, poking at his dessert.
“Mine has a lot of whipped cream at the end,” Rino stated, and his definitely had the most cream.
“I think he knows,” Pete whispered conspiratorially.
Kyle shrugged. “I don’t mind. As long as my banana dessert doesn’t get any sprinkles on them for hair or something.”
“Oh, is that what this is?!” I exclaimed, pointing to the brown specks around my ice cream balls.
Pete and Kyle laughed at that and then began comparing. I hadn’t missed the small, or rather big, detail that Pete’s banana was the largest one. Maybe Benji knew more than we wanted him to.
“Is it wrong that I still find it appetizing?” Kyle whispered to Pete, as they continued to laugh together and share their ice cream. I was glad we were doing this with them.
Rino bumped my arm lightly and gave me a grin and together we just stared at our men.
For this to be less awkward, we began with our own partners. I had Pete writhing underneath me, fisting the sheets on either side ofhim. We’d decided to do this in the room we rented out, preferring our own bedroom to be private. Kyle and Rino had shed their clothes as soon as the door closed behind us, but I could tell Pete needed to be eased into it. I was down to my boxers, but he still had his pants on. Rino and Kyle were making out next to us on the bed, and they kept stroking our skin, making us all a part of this.
