As fun as conversation about Everett’s finer attributes were, the fact remained that they were on their way to put Jayne to bed in the room where Shep and Parker were already asleep. That meant Caleb was going to need to concern himself less with Everett’s cock and more with keeping quiet.
“Shep and Parker are sleeping in the guest bedroom,” Everett reminded him. “Can we resume this conversation when we finally make it to bed?”
Caleb shook his head frantically. “Lemme… lemme finish. I’ll be quick, I swear.”
There was a meaningful pause during which Caleb squeezed his eyes shut and exhaled slowly through his nose. When, at last, he opened his eyes, enthusiasm made them sparkle.
“So your cock?” Caleb gestured at Everett’s crotch, almost smacking Jayne while he did it. “Fuck,’vrett… just,fuck!I mean, I don’t… don’t… do that. Don’t bottom. But it’s not cuz of your cock. If I could flip a switch and get off on being fucked, I’d flip it, and then I’d beg you to fuck me just… all the time. Nonstop. Like,ugh!Why do you have to be so damn fine?”
Jayne moaned and shifted position, pulling away from Caleb to bury his face against Everett’s chest. Everett, uncertain if he was awake or still sleeping, locked his arms around him to make sure he remained standing. After a few muffled moans, Jayne pushed slowly back from Everett’s chest and looked at him with heavily lidded eyes.
“We’re bringing you to bed,” Everett revealed. “You fell asleep on the floor with Caleb, but we couldn’t leave you there.”
With a noisy, muffled syllable that made no attempt to masquerade as language, Jayne turned his head and spent a prolonged moment looking in Caleb’s direction.
“His cock’s fine?” Jayne asked at last.
Caleb nodded solemnly. “So damn fine.”
“Fuck.”
“That’s what I’m always saying.”
Jayne rubbed his mouth, then slumped onto Everett’s chest and draped his arms over Everett’s shoulders. “Wh’about yours?”
“It’s nice, I guess. I mean, you saw it.”
“Oh, yeah.”
Caleb smirked. “Wanna… wanna see it again?”
“And that’s where I break up this party.” Everett locked his arms around Jayne’s waist, which made Jayne wiggle his hips and attempt to purr in appreciation. It was more difficult than Everett would have liked to ignore the way Jayne felt against his body. “If everyone wakes up tomorrow eager to see each other’s cocks, then we can revisit this conversation, but right now, neither of you know what you’re doing.”
“Uh, yeah, we do,” Jayne argued. “I was gonna look at his cock. Maybe yours, too.”
“We could all look at each other’s cocks,” Caleb corroborated, slipping in a little closer to put a hand on Jayne’s waist. “In bed. Our bed. Together.”
Fuck, did they look good together. Everett swallowed hard and did his best not to notice. “Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow’s such’a… such’a long time to wait for cock,” Jayne said with a pout. He trailed a finger down Everett’s side and toyed with one of his belt loops. “Don’tcha wanna just… just take me to bed right now? We won’t have sex if you don’t wanna. Maybe I can just…” Jayne nuzzled his neck, letting the tip of his nose brush up beneath Everett’s jaw. Everett’s pulse went wild—there was no way that Jayne didn’t feel it. “Maybe I can just kiss it a little. Kiss it just a little bit.”
Everett’s cock thought it was a great idea—it pushed against Everett’s fly, eager to get out and meet Jayne for the first time. His brain, however, recoiled. “Not tonight.”
“I guess you’re right.” Jayne sighed, but not unhappily. He rested his head on Everett’s shoulder, then took a deep breath and pulled back from Everett’s chest. “You’re the… the first guy who’s not wanted to fuck me while I’m all drunk and begging for it. I think that’s really… really sweet of you.” Jayne pressed the softest kiss to Everett’s cheek. “Thank you for being so good. I… I like that about you. ’Bout both of you. So good to me.” Jayne took Caleb’s hand from his waist and lifted it to his lips, kissing his knuckles. “Thank you.”
Heat bloomed in Everett’s cheeks. “You’re welcome.”
“I’m going to bed now. So tired. Sore. Drunk. Ugh.” Jayne gestured down the hall. “Night. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Good night.”
Jayne took his leave of them, using the wall for support. When he arrived at the guest bedroom door, he looked back at Everett and Caleb and smiled, then let himself in and closed the door behind him.
“You didn’t wanna fuck him?” Caleb asked, coming to lean against Everett now that Jayne was gone.
Everett shook his head. “I did.”
“Then why let him go?”
