Levi turned to leave, but I grabbed a hand to stop him. His eyes widened slightly as he dragged his tongue over his bottom lip. I wasn’t so oblivious that I didn’t know when I was being checked out, but the way he did wasn’t like when my brothers dragged me to the bars. There, I felt uncomfortable, like I was nothing but a piece of meat, someone’s conquest for the night. When Levi perused my body, I felt… wanted. Cherished. Like he wanted to take care of me, because it’d bring him joy, not because he didn’t trust me to look after myself.
Dammit.I was an idiot, sitting here fantasizing about Levi’s intentions.
“Did you need something, Teo?” The timbre of his voice dropped as he spoke. Usually, only my brothers got away with calling me Teo, but I loved hearing the nickname cross his lips. I shook my head, the nerve to ask him if he knew why I was more intrigued than repulsed by the scenarios we were creating lost. “Why don’t you go over and start playing? Maybe you could draw me a picture?”
My snippy retort was killed by a single quirked eyebrow before Levi walked away. I glared at the set, muttering again about how stupid this all was. Whatever spell had been cast by Levi picking out my outfit and dressing me had been broken by his departure.
2
Levi
A nightat The Lodge was exactly what I needed after spending the day with a boy who was too innocent for his own damn good. And there was no doubt in my mind Matteo was every bit as innocent as he came across; he wasn’t a good enough actor for his taunting to have been intentional.
“You seem tense tonight,” John pointed out as he sat on the stool next to me. I flagged down the bartender and asked him to bring us a round of drinks. As much as I’d love to head into the play area and find someone to take out all this pent-up sexual tension with, it wouldn’t do me a damn bit of good. Matteo was the only boy my aching cock wanted. “Wanna talk about it?”
Nope. I absolutely didnotwant to talk to John about the temptation he’d served up to me today. I was busy trying to figure out how in the hell I was supposed to get through the next two days of the shoot. This was the first assignment I was tempted to leave Denny to handle on his own, because I wasn’t sure how many more coy glances I could take before I bent Matteo over the nearest flat surface and fucked him senseless. Or spanked him for being such a little tease. Luckily, I had a few days to recover before the next session because John was headed out of town for a convention and didn’t want us doing anything without him there to supervise. It might be the first time in my life I was grateful my cousin was such a control freak.
Pot, meet kettle.
“Today didn’t weird you out, did it?” John pressed when I didn’t respond to his first question. I gaped at him, mouth hanging open, because he’d apparently lost his damn mind. We were sitting in the lobby bar of a fucking BDSM club and he thought helping my boss take pictures for his kink website put me in this fuzzy headspace? He punched me in the shoulder. “Don’t look at me like that. You seemed tense all day, which is weird, because you’re the one who brought me here the first time. I thought maybe it was too much. Just because you’re intosomekinks doesn’t mean you’re into all of them.”
“Believe me, being turned off by the theme of today’s shoot isn’t an issue,” I assured him, praying like hell it’d be enough to get him to quit snooping. I held up a hand when he opened his mouth to say something. We’d been coming to The Lodge together for a few years now, but we were usually careful to keep our scenes away from one another. We’d laughed one night over our mutual interests and agreed it’d be hard to keep it up if we knew the other was watching.
“Oh shit, you liked him, didn’t you?” The bartender dropped off our drinks, and I took a long pull of my beer rather than answer. I could feel the flush of my cheeks and my cock started to fill as I recalled how Matteo had reacted when I’d insisted he eat lunch and then take a nap. First, his defiance, but then his ultimate surrender. “Man, don’t do this to yourself again.”
Again.The problem with people who knew all your dirty little secrets was they also knew the mistakes you’d made, including falling in love with an adorable straight boy with a burly older brother who was only too happy to show you how badly you’d fucked up. But if Matteo was straight, I was the fucking pope. “He’s not straight.”
“Oh, and how do you know this?” John scoffed, tossing back his shot and tapping the empty glass against the hardwood bar. “He and I have been friends since high school, but you think you know him better than I do?”
“Maybe you don’t see it because you’re too close to him,” I mused. “And I never said he was gay, either, only that he’s not straight. Because he’s not.”
“And how, oh wise one, have you decided to label Matteo Marino? This ought to be good, because there’s already a bi and a gay brother in the family. Maybe they’re trying to cover every letter in the alphabet soup,” John teased. I sneered at him, because I was doing my best to not have an internal breakdown over the model he’d handpicked to be the face of Kinky Toy Box and he was sitting here cracking jokes. “That’s why I had a feeling he wouldn’t balk at me asking him to help me out. I can’t afford to pay for a professional model to act as my spokesperson yet, and you have to admit the Daddies will eat him up.”
Oh, of that I had no doubt. Hell, I knew one who’d be all too happy to taste every delectable inch of Matteo’s skin.Stop it. You promised you wouldn’t do this again.“It’s not my place to pin a label on his cute little bubble butt, but I’ll bet you a twenty he’s not straight.”
“And how do you plan to prove it?”
“I’ll ask him.” John nearly choked as he took a sip from his draft beer. “What? He and I spend the most time together on set when he’s not in front of the camera; it wouldn’t be inconceivable for me to get to know a bit more about him.”
A burly man slightly older than John squeezed his shoulder, drawing my cousin’s attention away from me. I offered the guy a nod of approval as the two of them disappeared to one of the high-backed booths lining the edge of the wall. Another night at The Lodge that’d end with me going home alone.
* * *
Monday morning,I lay in bed after slapping my hand down on the alarm. Today was the second day of the shoot, which meant I’d be seeing Matteo again. And he’d be starring in my ultimate fantasy; we’d made it through the adult baby shots and today we were finishing up toddler playtime. More than a few times, I’d wondered what it said about me that I got off on seeing my boy lying prone on the floor, kicking his feet in the air as he colored Daddy a picture.
Just imagining the scene had my dick filling. Instead of some faceless, generic boy, today it was Matteo’s eyes meeting mine when he turned his head to glance over his shoulder, making sure I was still sitting in my chair watching him.
He looked so peaceful, the nervous tics I’d noticed conspicuously absent. I smiled back at him, reaching down to run my fingers through his wavy chestnut hair. “Good boy,” I told him. “Daddy’s so happy to see you coloring so nicely.”
“Do you like my picture?” Teo held up the coloring book for me to see. It was a race car, zooming toward the finish line. “I like race cars.”
“I know you do, boy.”
My hand slid beneath the sheet, curling around my painfully hard dick. I shouldn’t jerk off to fantasies of the man I’d have to face in just under two hours, but he was perfect. It didn’t feel like a coincidence that we’d been brought together the way we were. I wanted him.
I dragged my thumb through the pre-cum leaking from the head of my cock, imagining it was Teo’s tongue teasing me. Not sucking me, simply holding me in his mouth as we curled up on the couch to watch cartoons on a lazy Saturday morning.
“You can suck me, boy,” I reassured him, melting when he gazed up at me with gleeful adoration. I pushed against the back of his head, forcing him to take me deeper into his mouth. He startled, gagging a little until he relaxed. I praised his efforts, twisting my fingers in his waves. “You’re so good at sucking Daddy’s cock. You want more?”
