Gage fell back on the bed, spreading his legs, making room for Travis to maneuver between them and the look on his face was priceless. He hadn't expected that.

Because he couldn't resist the urge, Travis leaned in, sliding his tongue over the wide head of Gage's cock, lapping the bead of moisture with slow, delicate strokes as Gage watched. He took his time, slowly torturing him with only his tongue at first. When the smirk on Gage's face disappeared, Travis swirled his tongue around the crest, then took him deep in his mouth, stopping only when the sensitive head pressed against the back of his throat.

"Fuck." Gage's tortured whisper settled him.

Mission accomplished.

Travis wanted Gage to slow down. Wanted him to know that he wasn't going to be rushed. Not this time.

With his lubed fingers, Travis slipped two inside Gage's ass as he slowly sucked his cock to the back of his throat once again, watching the pleasure on the man's ruggedly handsome face. He continued at a painfully slow pace, pulling him deep in his mouth as he pushed two fingers inside, then retreating. Over and over, he paced himself, enjoying the moans and jumbled words that Gage couldn't control.

Letting Gage's cock slip from his mouth, Travis began stroking him with his free hand while he continued to drive his fingers, first two, then three, into Gage's tight ass. He watched, mesmerized by the broad, swollen head of Gage's cock throbbing as Travis gripped him gently, cupping his balls with every downstroke until Gage was panting and begging.

"Quit fucking around," Gage groaned, his words a tortured whisper as if the pleasure were consuming him. "Inside me. Travis please. I want to feel you."

The plea in his words almost broke him. Shifting, Travis kneeled between Gage's legs, releasing his straining erection. Travis took deep, labored breaths, willing himself to keep things slow because he didn't want to hurt him as he pressed the head of his cock against Gage's anus.

Focused on where they were now joined, Travis eased inside of him gently, inch by inch until the head breached the tight ring of muscles. Once he was sliding in deep, Travis leaned forward, forcing Gage's legs up, folding him over as he planted his fists on each side of his head.

"You're fucking tight," Travis whispered, his mouth hovering above Gage's. So damned perfect. He eased in deeper, retreating slowly before pushing his hips forward again. Going as slow as his urgency would allow. "So tight. And you feel so damn good."

Gage's fingers bit into Travis' ass, and he was pulled forward abruptly, his cock burrowing deep and pulling a tortured moan from his chest. Awww, shit. He wasn't going to last long. The fiery depths of Gage's body enveloped him, stripping him of his control, forcing him to get lost in the scorching, snug confines of his body.

With their heads close together, Travis brushed his lips against Gage's. The violent need to fuck him until neither of them could hold back was overshadowed by the yearning to make this last. Sliding his palm up Gage's rippled abs, over the wide planes of his chest, Travis kept going until he cupped Gage's face in one hand. He brushed his thumb over Gage's bottom lip and then leaned closer until their lips met. At that point, the world disappeared, and sensation took over.

With measured strokes, Travis drove in deep and then retreated. Slowly. He kept up the torturous pace, fucking him deep, over and over until they were both sweating, unable to keep their mouths locked together because the need to breathe was too great. He stared down at Gage, willing the man to see deep into his soul, praying like hell that he wasn't doing something incredibly stupid like falling for someone who would turn him away. At this point, it was too late to turn back because Travis hadn't lied, he was all in.

"Deeper," Gage whispered. "Harder. Give in to it, Travis. Give me everything."

Travis pushed up onto his knees, his chest painfully tight as emotion surged through him. Holding Gage's shins and pushing him into the mattress, he thrust his hips forward. Hard. They both groaned as the friction intensified.

"Stroke your cock," Travis said. "I want to watch while I fuck you hard." Gage's chocolate brown eyes were ablaze as he took his cock in his fist, slowly pumping at first, then faster, mirroring Travis' rhythm.

Travis offered his hand, fondling the heavy sac between Gage's thighs as he began driving faster into him harder as his pelvis slammed against the back of Gage's thighs.

"Come for me," Travis whispered as Gage's balls drew in tighter to his body. "Don't hold back. I want to make you come, Gage."

The second the man heard his name, their eyes locked together once again.

"Harder," Gage begged, and Travis delivered.

Picking up his pace, Travis glanced down where their bodies connected, watching as his cock tunneled in and out of Gage's ass over and over, faster and faster until he knew there was no turning back.

A violent shudder ripped up his spine, signaling his own release. "Fucking come for me, dammit!" With that, Travis exploded, watching as Gage let himself go, semen exploding from his pulsing shaft and over his chest.

As his breaths returned to normal, Travis stayed where he was for a few minutes longer than necessary, leaning forward as he kissed Gage lightly on the mouth, their bodies no longer full of tension. For now.

Finally forcing himself up, Travis eased from Gage and then climbed off of the bed and padded to the bathroom. For the first time in as long as he could remember, Travis didn't want to savor the few moments of alone time afterward. Instead, he quickly disposed of the condom and washed up before returning to the bed with a clean, damp cloth.

Without giving Gage a chance, he cleaned him quickly, then spooned him from behind, draping one arm over his chest and pulling him close.

No questions. No answers. No words.

He couldn't have said anything if he wanted to because he was so overwhelmed with emotion, he was scared shitless of what might come out of his mouth.

So he closed his eyes and breathed.

Chapter Forty.

Kylie was up with the chickens, ready and eager to reach her destination. She'd woken before the sun was up, and after forcing herself to hold off for about an hour, downing two cups of coffee and playing online games on her laptop, she wasn't able to sit still any longer. After nearly an hour on the highway, she was about five minutes from Walker Demolition and supposedly Travis' house as well. As she focused on the road, Kylie remembered her phone conversation with Travis from last night.

"Hey, baby," Travis greeted when she answered the phone. Twisting in her bed to see the time, Kylie realized it was almost midnight.

"Hey." Her voice was hoarse from sleep, but she wasn't going to let that stop her from talking to Travis.

"Did I wake you?"

"Yes, but I'm glad."

"I needed to hear your voice," he told her.

"Where are you?"

"My house."

"Yeah?" She smiled. "What are you wearing?"

"That's supposed to be my line," he teased.

"Well, I'd be wearing your t-shirt if I had one here. Instead, I'm naked."

A low growl emerged through the phone, making Kylie smile. She loved when he did that.

"Gage is here with me," Travis said, his voice thicker than before. Kylie had the feeling she was turning him on, and knowing that Gage was there only made her want to do it more.

"Are you in bed with him?"

"Yes."

"Are you both naked?"

"Yes."

"Did you make love to him?"

There was a long pause before Travis finally said, "Yes."

"Who was the bottom this time?" she asked.

"He was."

God, the thought of that was so hot, her panties would've gone up in flames if she had any on.

"Is he awake or asleep now?"

"He's awake, and he's looking at me."

"I want you to touch him," she said, surprised by her own words.

There was a slight pause before Travis said, "Where?"

Now it was her turn to pause, trying to work up the nerve to continue. She'd never done this before.

"Tell me, Kylie. Tell me where to touch him," Travis encouraged.

"Stroke his cock." The words spilled out of her mouth and she swallowed hard, her face flaming with heat from her embarrassment.

"I'm stroking him."

"How does it feel?" she asked, picturing the two of them lying in bed, Travis' big hand wrapped around Gage's cock.

"He's hard, like velvet over steel." Travis' description made her instantly wet and Kylie wished she were there with them. But she refused to touch herself. She wanted to build the anticipation because the next time she saw them, she was going to pay Travis back for this.

"I want you to take his cock in your mouth. But, Travis," she said hurriedly, hoping he didn't put the phone down, "I want you to put him on the phone first."

There was a rustle, like they were moving and then Gage's voice came over the phone. "Hey, baby. Oh, fucking hell!"

Kylie grinned from ear to ear. "Gage, I want you to tell me how it feels." She couldn't help but think of all the times Gage and Travis had made her lay out in graphic detail what she wanted to know. Turnabout was fair play.

"Wet, hot. God, he sucks me so damn good. His lips are around my cock, and he's sucking me all the way in his mouth. Fuck, baby. This is too fucking good."

"Do you like that I'm on the phone?" she asked.

"I wish you were here."

"Would you let me watch if I was?" she asked, suddenly overly eager to be able to watch the two of them together.

"If you want to watch, then hell yes," he moaned. "Kylie, baby, he's going to make me come with his mouth. Do you want me to come?"

"Yes. I want you to come in his mouth, and I want him to swallow every drop, then I want you to kiss him, tasting yourself on him."

Gage managed to get out a strangled "Ok" and then Kylie heard the sounds of him moaning, talking to Travis as he fucked his mouth. Kylie was tempted to shove her hand down between her legs and relieve the ache that had taken up residence there, but she didn't.

"Fuck, baby! I'm gonna come," Gage moaned. "Take all of me, Travis. Swallow every drop."

Once again there was more groans and then a sexy male roar as Gage came. Kylie listened, hearing when they began kissing, and she almost lost it, the image in her mind not nearly as satisfying as it would be if she were there.

"Gage?" she called to him after a few minutes.

"It's Travis again."

"Travis, I'm going to be there bright and early in the morning, and when I get there, I'm going to watch."

"Watch what?"

"I'm going to watch Gage blow you until you come down his throat." Apparently the longer she spoke, the easier the words came. "Good night, Travis."

"Good night, baby."

Even thinking about the conversation made Kylie wet. She wasn't sure she'd make it through the door before throwing herself at one of them, and she truly did have every intention of watching Gage suck Travis off. They hadn't talked at length about what the two of them had done before he called her, but part of her wished she had been there.

The other part was glad they had the opportunity to be alone. And maybe that was a strange thought, one that said more about her than she wanted to know, but Kylie had been with both of them separately. She understood the need for one on one. Hell, she craved it and looked forward to the opportunities.

For now, she was just anxious to get there. When she pulled up to Travis' house, Kylie grabbed her phone and shot him a text.

I'm outside. I expect you both to be naked and waiting for me when I walk inside.

She waited a minute before shutting off the truck, but before she climbed out, she received a text back.

It read: Ready and waiting

Travis ran a towel over his wet hair and his body before wrapping it around his waist when his phone buzzed. He picked it up from the bathroom counter and quickly read the message. Kylie had called him to let him know that she was on the way as well as confirm which house was his so he'd been expecting her.

A quick run through the shower hadn't helped him in the least. He was as horny as a fucking teenager. He still couldn't believe the conversation they'd had the night before. Although Travis hadn't been wrong. Kylie understood how this worked between them, and to his relief, she seemed all right with it.

Telling her what he and Gage had done and then letting her instruct them on what to do next had been the hottest fucking thing he'd ever done.

Gage was walking into the bedroom with a huge smile on his face at the same time Travis was coming out of the bathroom.

"Come here." Travis didn't need to explain because Gage was fully aware of what Kylie had told them to be doing when she arrived. Travis had made sure to tell him.

"Where do you want to do this?" Gage countered as Travis dropped the towel that had been around his hips to the floor, letting him know that right there would be sufficient.

The sound of the front door opening and then closing again had his cock jerking as he held it firmly in his grip.

"Mmm, I could get used to this," Gage said as he took a step closer, then another until they were chest to chest.