Blake:You two are mean.
Cal:If you’re going to be my sub, you’ll always be on time for me. Understand?
I hit Send. Then it dawns on me that the way I worded the message suggests I want tonight’s hookup to be more than a one-time thing.
Blake:Yes, Sir.
Calvin:There WILL be punishments if you’re late.
Blake:So mean.
Gabe:From both of us. I’ll get punishment tips from Cal.
Blake:That’s just…
Calvin:You want two Doms. You’ve got it. Double the pleasure, double the punishment. Take it or leave it.
Three little bouncing dots appear on the screen. I hold my breath and look up, crashing into Gabe’s stare. I can tell by the tension in his mouth and neck that he’s doing the same.
Blake:Take. Take. Take.
We exhale simultaneously.
Gabe:Didn’t you have to go?
Blake:Yes, but then you started talking about tying me up and fucking me. You need to stop distracting me.
Gabe:Go on. Do whatever it is you need to do. We’ll see you at six.
Blake:Six fifteen. Got it.
Gabe:SIX.
Blake:I’ll be there.
Blake:Wait? Where? I need to know where you live!
Gabe sends his address and the name of the nearest tube station.
Blake:Later.
“That was fun,” Gabe says, swapping his phone for his coffee mug. “Still having doubts?”
“I didn’t say I was having doubts.”
“You didn’t have to.” Gabe sips his coffee. “For what it’s worth, I am too. I don’t want anything to screw up our friendship, Cal.”
“Me neither.”
“So we play this by ear, okay?”
“And we talk.”
“Lots of talking,” Gabe agrees. “With Blake as well as with each other.”
“Yeah, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We could hook up tonight, and that might be the end of it.”
“That’s true.”
