“We did,” Benji said. Joshua nodded yes. “I don’t expect you two to never have sex while I’m traveling. That wouldn’t be fair, and it isn’t at all why we’re doing this. It isn’t about limiting each other.”
“So you’d be okay with me and Van having sex?” Joshua asked.
“Yes. I love watching you guys, so I’ll miss that, but you’re both so beautiful together. I can’t say don’t fuck while I’m gone because I want to see it. That’s unfair and selfish.”
“We could always make videos to keep you company,” Van said.
Joshua squeaked.
“No, don’t do that,” Benji said. “Once something is recorded, it’s impossible to destroy, and the last thing I need right now isfor homemade porn starring my boyfriends to make it onto the Internet.”
Van barely saw it, but he was certain Joshua flinched. He definitely battled against a flash of guilt.
Joshua knows about the week off. He knows the real reason.
Annoyance tried to creep in, but Van wanted to enjoy these last few hours with Benji. He didn’t want to bring up a sore subject, or be the cause of a fight between Benji and Joshua.
“Okay, no videos,” Van said. “How about phone sex?”
“Um.” Benji gulped. “Uh, yeah, as long as I can make sure I’ve got the motel room to myself for at least an hour with no interruptions.”
“I bet you can get Danielle to help arrange that. She seems very invested in your relationship.”
“She’s a romantic at heart.”
“Romantic enough to accept that you’re in a poly relationship?” Van wasn’t sure why he’d asked that.
“I think she would,” Benji said after a pause. “She’s crazy open-minded.”
Unlike her brother, who’s turning into a grade-A douche nozzle.
“Open-minded enough to accept that her co-lead singer gets turned on by watching one boyfriend fuck another?” Joshua asked.
An odd pause fell over the table as the weight of Joshua’s words hit them. While they’d referred to their three-way as a poly relationship, this was the first time any of them applied the b-word to Van. Van’s insides wobbled; he’d never had a serious boyfriend in his adult life, much less two at once.
Benji smashed the tension with an adorably shy smile. “Pretty much.”
Speaking of one person fucking another, Van couldn’t tame his curiosity or stop his mouth. “Do you and Joshua fuck eachother?” he asked. “I mean, I’ve seen you rub off together plenty of times . . .”
“Once in a while, I’ll want Joshua to fuck me,” Benji said. “But I need to be in the right head space, and I’ve never been comfortable trying it the other way. I mean, obviously he likes bottoming, considering how he is with you, but . . . yeah.”
“Not everyone likes to switch, or even enjoys anal sex.”
“But you’d like to see Joshua fuck me, wouldn’t you?”
Heat pooled in Van’s belly. “Yes. When you both feel comfortable sharing that with me. No rush. I’m fond of fucking Joshua, so . . .”
Benji tilted his head, assessing. “Do you exclusively top?”
And that killed the heat faster than a bucket of ice water. “Yes.” Van nearly growled the word. Benji didn’t seem to sense the dangerous territory he’d wandered into.
“I guess it doesn’t feel good for you? I know it takes a lot of prep to get me there, and Joshua is so good at it. He makes it amazing.”
Van saw the veiled suggestion there, and he was shutting that down now. “I don’t bottom.”
“Which is great,” Joshua said, “because I’m cool with it.” He met Van’s gaze and seemed to understand. Van tried to silently thank him for ending the discussion. “And when you’re ready,” he said to Benji, “I’d love to fuck you while Van watches. Maybe even participates.”
Benji licked his lips. “We’ll see.”
