Served by J.M. Snyder

Served by J.M. Snyder

Author:J.M. Snyder
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance MM, erotic MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


* * *

Megan finds them sitting on the wooden rail that edges the beach. As she approaches the vendor booth, Colby sees her and stands, waving. “Meg! Over here!” She switches direction in mid-28

PLAYING THE FIELD: SERVED

step, scowling when she sees who he’s with. Colby grins at her as he sits down next to Van again. “Look who I ran into.”

By the look on her face, he can tell she isn’t pleased to see the twins again, but Colby just laughs as he hands her a bottle of Gatorade. Where he sits, his thigh presses against Van’s with an almost delicious warmth that has nothing to do with the sun overhead. Let Megan sulk. They won their first match and Van’s arm surreptitiously rests on the rail immediately behind Colby’s ass. The sky is cloudless, his drink cool, and the way Van looks at him makes Colby feel invincible.

Turning to Megan as she sits beside him, he asks, “When are we up next?”

“Court two at ten.” She hands over her program for him to look at while she opens her drink.

The booklet’s already turned to the rankings page. The tournament bracket looks like an inverted pyramid—a row of numbers at the top of the page indicate the original teams playing in the event. The next level down has boxes filled with Megan’s meticulous handwriting; Colby scans the line until he finds their team number, and below that, Megan’s note about the time and place of their next match. His gaze trails along, looking for Van’s number. “You guys are in court four.”

From Van’s other side, Vallery stops slurping her drink to mutter, “That’s where we played last time.”

Colby traces the lines that extend down beneath his team number. If they win the next round, and the next, and if Van wins, too…with a laugh, Colby says, “There’s a pretty good chance we might play against each other. If we both continue to advance.”

Suddenly Van leans against Colby. He’s removed his numbered vest, so Colby’s arm tingles where Van’s bare chest 29

PLAYING THE FIELD: SERVED

rests against it. Propping his chin on Colby’s shoulder, Van blows playfully into Colby’s ear, ruffling his hair, before he asks,

“When? Show me.”

Setting the program in his lap, Colby points out both their numbers, then draws imaginary lines down until his fingers meet.

“Like what, three games from now?”

Van prods the program with his forefinger, his hand dangerously close to Colby’s crotch. If the program weren’t in the way… “Here?” he asks, smoothing down the paper. “Not the next game, but maybe two after that?”

“Yeah.” Colby’s voice cracks at Van’s closeness and he clears his throat. In his shorts, his dick stiffens in response to Van’s touch and he’s glad he didn’t wear that cock ring after all. If he stands now, the whole beach will see how hard he is for this guy beside him. Van rubs over the program gently, his hand drifting closer and closer to Colby’s groin.

Without warning, Megan snatches the program away. Van places his hand flat against Colby’s stomach, just the briefest of touches, before he sits back.



Download



Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.