Chapter 19 – Chapter 19

Trick and I saw each other every weekend for the next 6. Raylan stayed in his own room when I visited Trick, and he never came along when Trick visited me.

Trick had the lead in the music school's opera, so I took a February day off work and headed down to surprise him at a performance. I was stunned to run into Rob in the lobby of the theater.

"Chris, what're you doing here?"

Just as I was about to black out from panic, I remembered Thom, my law school friend who now taught at Mizzou's law school.

"Thom invited me. So, I drove down for dinner with him, and now we are going to see this opera. What're you doing here?"

"Patty's got the lead, so I came down to see him. Where are your seats?"

"I don't know," I lied. "Thom got the tickets. Speaking of whom, I should track him down. Have fun tonight. I'm sure you'll be a proud papa."

I left, pretending to look for Thom, and praying my single seat was nowhere near Rob's. As soon as I could, I ruined the surprise for Trick by texting him. "Here to surprise u. So's Rob. Ran into him. Oops."

Trick quickly texted back. "O what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive."

"Very funny," I texted back. "Panicked, but came up with a plausible story."

"Can't wait to hear it."

Then, I got a text from Rob. "U staying with ur friend or in hotel? U can stay with me if u want."

"Staying with friend," I texted back, honestly.

I did not see Rob in the theater. Trick was awesome, his voice almost ethereal and certainly inconsonant with the muscled chest from which it rose. It carried me away.

When it was over, I beelined out of the theater to avoid running into Rob. I was not sure where to go, as Rob might not just drop Trick off. I texted Trick. "U drive yourself?"

I got an immediately reply. "Yep. See u at the apt assuming u r staying."

I unlocked and opened the apartment door to find Raylan's gorgeous body stretched out on the couch. He was watching his iPad and playing with himself. He had ear buds in, so he didn't hear me. When I called his name, he almost shot through the roof. He ripped his buds out and claimed "you almost scared me white." We both started laughing and then couldn't stop.

Trick walked in moments later. "I can only imagine what's going on here," he said.

"Nothing . . . yet," offered Raylan. When neither of us bit, he said, "I'll leave you two alone" and headed to his room.

Trick and I got drinks and sat on the couch, and I told him about my encounter with Rob and my lie about Thom. I did not tell him about Rob's invitation to stay with him.

As we were finishing our drinks, I asked about Raylan. Trick said he was feeling a little disappointed and left out. "He can join us tonight," if he wants. "It's late, and we're just gonna sleep."

"You sure?"

"About what, the joining or the sleeping?"

"Both."

"Yes to the former, open to the latter."

"I'll go get him."

There was no sleeping. Our hands and mouths were all over each other. I entered Raylan, and Trick entered me. The pleasures and the sensations were overwhelming, and I came first. As Trick continued to deliver himself to me, I jacked Raylan thick tool. He blasted his load onto the wall above Trick's bed, his own face, and his chest. As I licked the cum off Raylan's face, Trick unloaded inside me.

I fell to one side of Raylan, and Trick fell to the other. We were all facing the door. Just as I was about asleep, Raylan said, "We should snap a selfie. We could call it 'reverse oreo.'" As we laughed, Raylan pulled me back against him, and kissed the back of my head.

"Good night, boys," I said.

"Who you callin' boy," Raylan asked in mock indignation. "Does this feel like a boy to you?" he continued, pressing his soft, thick tool against my ass.

"No. It feels like a big black bat, George," I said, laughing.

"It is, and it's getting hard as we talk about it. Do either of you think you can take it?"

"I can," said Trick. I rolled over on my left side as Raylan and Trick started making out. Raylan worked his way down Trick's body, swallowing his dick before moving to his ass and readying Trick for the invasion that was about to land. Trick took Raylan more easily than I remembered, and Raylan was soon sliding in and out of him with abandon. Trick got very vocal, urging Raylan on, begging him to speed up. It was, I have to admit, the hottest thing I had ever seen: two young studs, careless except for their carnal wants, intent on nothing other than the pleasure each was bringing the other. I had never been so cavalier, and I was jealous.

I was also turned on, and I wanted in. I moved my mouth to Trick's dick, and I sucked a load out of him as Raylan deposited one in him. When we finished with him, Trick was soaked with sweat, and announced he needed a shower. While he was in the shower, Raylan sucked me dry, taking me deeper than anyone else ever had. He was a walking, talking inferno.

When Trick returned to the room, he asked if everyone was happy. We were. "Good," he said. "We need to get some sleep. The Trophy has a long drive tomorrow."

"The Trophy?" Raylan asked.

"It's a long story," Trick answered. "I'll tell you tomorrow."

"I'm going to sleep in my own room," Raylan said.

"You don't have to," Trick assured him.

"Yeah, I do," Raylan said, recognizing that there was a difference between being welcomed into our bed and being welcomed into our love.