( the morning after the debauchery taking place here and here. )
“Am I wrong?” Elias laughs.
Henry shoots him a sidelong look. “Does it matter?”
“Yes.” Elias nods, voice serious, eyes mocking. “I want to be right.”
“As if you’re some innocent little monogamous princess,” Henry mutters in a singsong. There’s an attempt at malice in the tone, and they both know it’s not real. Play like this feels good.
“LITTLE?” Elias snorts a sarcastic laugh. They both know he has a good inch and a half on Henry.
Henry laughs back and shakes his head. “Rub it in.”
“I would...” Elias leers, “but someone wanted food and people watching.”
“I like people watching.” Henry retorts. Elias does too. It’s fun sitting here and watching and talking about the club members attending the party. Teasing each other.
“So... if not half, what’s the percentage?” Elias asks. “I mean, what about her?” He nods to a girl with red hair, bright eyes and an ass that Henry has glanced at more than once. It’s a pretty sure bet.
Henry looks over, “Okay, yes, I did fuck her.” Henry doesn’t mention that she had run the scene. Maybe later, if Elias asks for details. “But one girl is not half the people here.”
Elias’ brow twitches. Point one Elias. Ha. “And him?” He nods at another sure bet, if Henry’s tells are any indicator. Elias knows Henry well enough that he’s pretty good at catching the obvious.
“Who?” Henry grumpily (not really but it’s part of the game) feigns confusion.
“Pretty blond boy who gave you the ‘hello fuck buddy’ smile when he walked in,” Elias clarifies. It had been a very good smile that Henry had returned. Point two Elias.
Henry sighs. “Got me...”
After the interesting evening he’s spent with Elias, Milo slept in and when he walks in to grab some food, he still looks only half awake. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt, noticing neither Henry nor Elias while he tries to find some coffee.
“Anyway, what about you? Hmmm?” Henry gives Elias a dirty grin. Elias might not be nearly as promiscuous as Henry (and yes, Henry will honestly admit that he’s a whore) but he gets around a fair bit.
“What about me?” Elias arches a brow. “Trying to turn the tables, Hank?”
“YES.” Henry smirks.
“Okay. Let’s see. I... oh, I did him,” Elias grins hugely and points out Milo. “Hey, Milo!”
Startled by someone calling his name, Milo nearly runs into a waiter. “Uh, sorry, man,” he mumbles before he turns around. “Hey, Elias,” he says, walking over. And then he recognizes the man sitting next to Elias. “Hi Henry, long time no see...”
Henry manages to keep a straight face. “Hello Milo. It’s good to see you.”
Elias blinks. “Seriously?”
That does it, Henry’s composure cracks. He grins. “I’d introduce the two of you, but I have the sneaky suspicion...” He winces as Elias kicks him under the table.
“Don’t make it awkward,” Elias growls before turning a smile back on Milo. “It’s not awkward. Have a seat.”
Milo sits down, blinking at the two men. “I think I missed something here,” he says. “And I think I need coffee first. My brain’s not working yet.” Henry and Elias? Elias and Henry? And he’s done them both. Or had both do him. Whatever. He really hopes that Elias is right and this won’t be awkward.
“Henry is my partner,” Elias gives Milo’s knee a pat. “And really, considering that he’s the world’s biggest whore, it’s not surprising that he’s fucked you first. He’s fucked everyone in here, I’m sure, probably twice.”
Henry snorts before turning to the server he’s waved over. “Coffee, and a refill on my drink. Diet Coke, extra ice.” He hands over his glass, “Elias?”
“I’m good,” Elias smiles, hand still on Milo’s knee. “But I think our friend needs food too?”
Milo laughs. “Yeah, food, definitely,” he says. He orders an omelette and some fresh fruit before he turns his attention back to Henry and Elias. “Yeah, I ran into Henry... literally, I was on my skateboard. That was... don’t know, couple of years ago, I think.”
“Ran into...” Elias turns an incredulous look on Henry. “Only you would go from getting your ass run over to dragging the boy into your bed.”
Shrugging, Henry laughs. “Hey, why aren’t you looking at him and asking just how easy he is?” He gives Milo a broad smile.
“I think he knows just how easy I am,” Milo says and grins. “It took Elias just a couple of minutes to get me over his knee for a spanking.”
Spanking? Henry’s brow arches. Elias looks down at the table top and exhales before glancing up through his brows. Henry realizes that the silence might very well be interpreted as uncomfortable or something. He turns to Milo. “This really isn’t awkward. Elias and I are just... “
“Renegotiating our roles in scene,” Elias cuts in. Gives Milo an easy smile and sits back in his chair.
Good answer. Henry approves. “And it’s ironic,” Henry chuckles, “that we’ve both spanked you.” Elias cocks his head. That’s definitely him asking for more and Henry is happy to share details. “Screw clamps on his balls. Over my lap. If I remember correctly, Milo, didn’t you hump my leg until you came?”
Milo blushes and nods. “Uh.. yeah, that’s... yeah, I remember that.” They both spanked him. Fuck. Now he’s having images in his head with both of them doing things to him. Together. He quickly takes a sip from his coffee. “See, told you I’m easy..”
Their server sets Henry’s Diet Coke in front of him and he picks up the glass, taking a mouthful of ice. Crunching noisily, he looks at Elias.
Elias looks back. Slides a sidelong glance toward Milo. “Fuck. We’re all easy.” Henry’s eyes light up, encouraging. Elias nods, continuing, “And it’s pretty damn obvious we’re all thinking the same thing. I could lean against the table in our room and let him brace against it and blow me while you fuck him?”
“Can I at least finish my food?” Milo asks, not really serious. “Looks like I’ll need my strength later!”
“Finish eating... “ Henry nods. “Definitely.” No rush on his part. Anticipation is part of the fun.
“He’ll just use the time for plotting,” Elias laughs. “And that’s not a bad thing.”
“I like people watching.” Henry retorts. Elias does too. It’s fun sitting here and watching and talking about the club members attending the party. Teasing each other.
“So... if not half, what’s the percentage?” Elias asks. “I mean, what about her?” He nods to a girl with red hair, bright eyes and an ass that Henry has glanced at more than once. It’s a pretty sure bet.
Henry looks over, “Okay, yes, I did fuck her.” Henry doesn’t mention that she had run the scene. Maybe later, if Elias asks for details. “But one girl is not half the people here.”
Elias’ brow twitches. Point one Elias. Ha. “And him?” He nods at another sure bet, if Henry’s tells are any indicator. Elias knows Henry well enough that he’s pretty good at catching the obvious.
“Who?” Henry grumpily (not really but it’s part of the game) feigns confusion.
“Pretty blond boy who gave you the ‘hello fuck buddy’ smile when he walked in,” Elias clarifies. It had been a very good smile that Henry had returned. Point two Elias.
Henry sighs. “Got me...”
After the interesting evening he’s spent with Elias, Milo slept in and when he walks in to grab some food, he still looks only half awake. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt, noticing neither Henry nor Elias while he tries to find some coffee.
“Anyway, what about you? Hmmm?” Henry gives Elias a dirty grin. Elias might not be nearly as promiscuous as Henry (and yes, Henry will honestly admit that he’s a whore) but he gets around a fair bit.
“What about me?” Elias arches a brow. “Trying to turn the tables, Hank?”
“YES.” Henry smirks.
“Okay. Let’s see. I... oh, I did him,” Elias grins hugely and points out Milo. “Hey, Milo!”
Startled by someone calling his name, Milo nearly runs into a waiter. “Uh, sorry, man,” he mumbles before he turns around. “Hey, Elias,” he says, walking over. And then he recognizes the man sitting next to Elias. “Hi Henry, long time no see...”
Henry manages to keep a straight face. “Hello Milo. It’s good to see you.”
Elias blinks. “Seriously?”
That does it, Henry’s composure cracks. He grins. “I’d introduce the two of you, but I have the sneaky suspicion...” He winces as Elias kicks him under the table.
“Don’t make it awkward,” Elias growls before turning a smile back on Milo. “It’s not awkward. Have a seat.”
Milo sits down, blinking at the two men. “I think I missed something here,” he says. “And I think I need coffee first. My brain’s not working yet.” Henry and Elias? Elias and Henry? And he’s done them both. Or had both do him. Whatever. He really hopes that Elias is right and this won’t be awkward.
“Henry is my partner,” Elias gives Milo’s knee a pat. “And really, considering that he’s the world’s biggest whore, it’s not surprising that he’s fucked you first. He’s fucked everyone in here, I’m sure, probably twice.”
Henry snorts before turning to the server he’s waved over. “Coffee, and a refill on my drink. Diet Coke, extra ice.” He hands over his glass, “Elias?”
“I’m good,” Elias smiles, hand still on Milo’s knee. “But I think our friend needs food too?”
Milo laughs. “Yeah, food, definitely,” he says. He orders an omelette and some fresh fruit before he turns his attention back to Henry and Elias. “Yeah, I ran into Henry... literally, I was on my skateboard. That was... don’t know, couple of years ago, I think.”
“Ran into...” Elias turns an incredulous look on Henry. “Only you would go from getting your ass run over to dragging the boy into your bed.”
Shrugging, Henry laughs. “Hey, why aren’t you looking at him and asking just how easy he is?” He gives Milo a broad smile.
“I think he knows just how easy I am,” Milo says and grins. “It took Elias just a couple of minutes to get me over his knee for a spanking.”
Spanking? Henry’s brow arches. Elias looks down at the table top and exhales before glancing up through his brows. Henry realizes that the silence might very well be interpreted as uncomfortable or something. He turns to Milo. “This really isn’t awkward. Elias and I are just... “
“Renegotiating our roles in scene,” Elias cuts in. Gives Milo an easy smile and sits back in his chair.
Good answer. Henry approves. “And it’s ironic,” Henry chuckles, “that we’ve both spanked you.” Elias cocks his head. That’s definitely him asking for more and Henry is happy to share details. “Screw clamps on his balls. Over my lap. If I remember correctly, Milo, didn’t you hump my leg until you came?”
Milo blushes and nods. “Uh.. yeah, that’s... yeah, I remember that.” They both spanked him. Fuck. Now he’s having images in his head with both of them doing things to him. Together. He quickly takes a sip from his coffee. “See, told you I’m easy..”
Their server sets Henry’s Diet Coke in front of him and he picks up the glass, taking a mouthful of ice. Crunching noisily, he looks at Elias.
Elias looks back. Slides a sidelong glance toward Milo. “Fuck. We’re all easy.” Henry’s eyes light up, encouraging. Elias nods, continuing, “And it’s pretty damn obvious we’re all thinking the same thing. I could lean against the table in our room and let him brace against it and blow me while you fuck him?”
“Can I at least finish my food?” Milo asks, not really serious. “Looks like I’ll need my strength later!”
“Finish eating... “ Henry nods. “Definitely.” No rush on his part. Anticipation is part of the fun.
“He’ll just use the time for plotting,” Elias laughs. “And that’s not a bad thing.”
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