Three of a Kind by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Zane woke up warm and not alone and more than a little discombobulated.

Oh.

Wow.

Butch.

Randy.

Weird.

Fucking cool.

But weird.

He slid from the bed, went to piss and take a shower, mind working over what happened last night.

There was a knock at the door and it opened a little, Butch's voice sounding. "Zane? You mind

sharing?"

Oh. Oh, wow. "No. No, I don't. Come on in."

Oh.

Butch let himself in and took a quick piss before joining him in the shower. He was given a warm

smile. "Hey."

"Hey." He'd never shared a shower with someone before. "Good mornin'."

"Morning. You're looking good." Butch picked up the soap and washed quickly.

"Thanks." He washed his hair, fingers massaging the shampoo into his curls. He didn't know

whether he could touch, whether he should.

Butch's hair was washed, too, the short dark strands taking nothing at all to be soaped up and rinsed

off. Then Butch lounged against the back wall, watching him with warm eyes. "Once you're done

with the business end of the shower, you want to make love?"

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He felt his cheeks turn dark red -- would he ever stop blushing? -- but his body went hot, cock

jerking. "I do."

"I was hoping you would," Butch told him softly, smile making the blue eyes shine.

"Oh." He grinned back, leaned into the spray, rinsed the shampoo away.

By the time he was done, Butch's hands were on him, sliding and warm, slick in the water.

"Oh. Oh, that feels good." He couldn't believe this. Before had been... Zane shook his head a little.

No. Before was over.

Done.

"I hope so. I hope you'll tell me if I ever do something that doesn't feel good, Zane." His nipples were teased to hardness, Butch bending to suck one into his mouth, lips tugging, pulling. His

fingers slid over Butch's shoulders and he rose up on his toes, eyes wide. "Fuck, you're so

responsive, Zane. It's wonderful."

"It is? I want... I want to make you feel good, too." He'd hated feeling incompetent, incapable.

"Just do what feels natural, Zane. I bet when you stop stressing it you're an amazing lover." One of Butch's hands stroked his belly, the other teased his cock with feather light caresses.

"Me? Stressing?" He chuckled and leaned toward Butch, nuzzling the strong shoulder, hands

sliding around the trim waist.

"Mmm. Maybe just a little." Butch switched nipples, licking at him, tongue flicking across his skin.

"Oh, that feels... wow." He shivered, pressing closer.

"I hope so; it's supposed to," murmured Butch, hand sliding to his prick.

"Thank you." He spread his legs, hips rocking, cock filling for that huge, hot hand.

"No, thank you." Butch's mouth wandered back up, found his, their lips pressing together.

He smiled, pushing into the kiss, rubbing against Butch with a happy little sound.

Butch's hand kept working him, tugging and sliding on his flesh, thumb pushing into the tip of his

cock.

Oh. He was going to. Just like that. Wow. Man. Yeah. Oh. Zane arched, pushing up, balls drawing

tight. Butch squeezed him tight, encouraging his orgasm, tongue fucking his mouth. "Oh. Oh." He

shot with a cry, pleasure sliding through his skin.

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