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Will
ran his hand over his head. The beer in his stomach churned in an ugly way.
“Yeah. Got it. I’ll just let myself out.” Bo didn’t say anything as Will walked
away. He just stood with his long arms crossed over his chest and glared at
Will. Will caught Dylan watching him in a similar fashion, but he didn’t know
the Marine all that well, and the glint in Dylan’s eyes scared the hell out of
Will.

He’d
been to Bo’s house countless times over the years. Now that he thought about
it, they used to get together here frequently, especially that season before
the Marine came home.

Bo
and Levi and the few teammates who hadn’t rejected Bo outright that season
would gather for these parties, parties that were tame by Will’s standards, but
at the same time it had been nice to just hang out without the pressure of
groupies or women trying to get in his wallet. He preferred the ones who were
strictly interested in getting in his pants. Finding a few or even just one who
truly had no idea who he was, was becoming harder and more frustrating with
each season that passed.

The
hallway was just as he remembered. A couple of bedrooms, the library—Will never
did understand why Bo needed a damned library—and a small bathroom were located
in this wing of the house. He meant to drain his bladder and haul ass while the
night was still young.

The
double doors into Bo’s library stood wide open as he passed. Movement and a
moan caught his attention. Will stopped long enough to see Levi, wearing
nothing but a pair of purple boots, spread across Tracy’s lap. He lay with his
back pressed to Tracy’s fully dressed body. His dick was hard and…oh god, he
writhed, impaled on…well fuck, but the coach was huge, and Levi looked to be
having the time of his life.

Arrested
at the sight, his dick stirred in his pants at the soft moans from both men. He
couldn’t force himself to move on. There were whispered pleas from Levi to fuck
him and harder while he undulated his hips, riding the man’s cock as if it were
a rocking horse. Tracy’s hands roamed Levi’s body, big hands over hard muscles
and defined abs. He tugged at Levi’s nipples until Levi threw his head back and
whimpered. “You like this? Liv?” Tracy whispered to which Levi answered with a
groan. “That’s my baby.”

 
Oh, god,
just shoot me now.
Levi being called baby was so completely ridiculous. So
why did his dick take a sudden interest? Will jumped at the touch to his arm,
which coincided with Tracy running his hand over Levi’s belly to grip his dick.
He couldn’t look away while Levi cried and bucked through orgasm. Jesus, he’d
just watched his best friend get fucked until he…

“Will?”
Levi’s voice was next to his ear. He dragged his gaze away from the scene
playing out across the room to find Jude pulling the doors closed. “Hey?”

Will
didn’t give him time to ask questions that he couldn’t answer. He reached out
and grabbed Jude by the collar and dragged him down the hallway and into the
bathroom. He closed the door as softly as possible and locked it.

Jude
stared at him from behind his glasses, eyes wide, but not with fear or
accusation. Will couldn’t stand it when he looked at him like that. As if
Jude…pitied him. He pushed the taller man hard against the door and held him
there. “Did you tell Levi about last night?” Jude looked away, a hint of color
blooming on his cheeks. “You did tell him we fucked. You goddamned
asshole…cocksucker, just like your brother.”

Long
fingers came up to grip his neck, hard, cutting off what he was about to say. A
pair of pissed off eyes seemed to bore holes through his head. Jude sneered at
him, white even teeth showing past his thin lips. “Just remember who sucked
whose cock last night, little man.”

“Who
are you calling little?” He caught both of Jude’s hands and pressed the slender
man to the door, pinning him with his bulk to let Jude know exactly who the
little man
was. “I could snap you in so
many pieces right now.”

“I
doubt that. And I didn’t tell him. He guessed and wouldn’t let it go.” Jude
leaned against the door as if he did this every day. He stared down into Will’s
eyes, the sneer gone now, he didn’t fight anymore. “Anyway, we didn’t fuck. So
what does it matter?”

What
did it matter? He’d gotten off without any chemical aid. And now he was hard
and wanting to fuck something and there was only a tall skinny dude around. He
leaned forward and nudged Jude’s shirt collar with his nose. He had no fucking idea
why. “It didn’t matter. You don’t matter. So whatever you’re thinking, you can
stop now. I’m not gay.”

“Then
why are you smelling me?” Jude’s voice ghosted over his cheek as it faded into
a breathy whisper.

Will’s
dick seemed to take the low growl in the man’s throat as permission to seek out
a like-minded friend. It didn’t find one. “I don’t know.” Embarrassed now, he
released Jude’s hands and started to move away, to put a sane distance between
them. But Jude clasped him behind his neck with both hands and held him while
he pressed his nose to Will’s neck. The friend his dick had searched for
appeared slowly, almost shyly.

“You
smell nice, like spicy cologne and beer,” Jude whispered again, his voice
breaking as if it were afraid of being heard. He pressed his groin into Will’s
with a small breathy moan.

“What
are we doing?” Will couldn’t get the image of Levi impaled and rutting on that
giant cock out of his head. Except now he replaced Levi’s face with Jude’s and
the cock with his own. Fuck, he wanted to fuck—a dude. God, but he wanted to
fuck Jude. He wanted Jude to cling to him like Levi had Tracy. He wanted long
slender legs wrapped around his waist and hard flat nipples under his tongue.
He wanted… he hadn’t realized he unbuttoned Jude’s shirt until he had the hard
tip of a nipple between his teeth. Jude’s very audible groan of pure pleasure
raced through his body, straight to his dick. “That feels good, don’t stop.”

Will
had no intention of stopping until he unloaded, preferably in a tight hot body.
He didn’t care if the body had a dick as long as he got to come. And soon. He
licked Jude’s nipple, drawing it into his mouth to suck while he fumbled with
the buckle at the man’s waist and then his zipper. Black slacks and black
boxers pushed to his knees, Will went back for the neck. Jude seemed sensitive
there. He nudged his head to the side to continue licking while Jude humped
against him.

“Undo
my jeans before you get me all wet,” he commanded as his fingers took over
tormenting the hard nipples. Jude threw his head back against the door, his
breath coming in small panting gasps, but he did as he was told. When he had
Will’s jeans pushed down, he eased his hand between them to cup Will’s balls.
“I want to fuck you,” seemed the right thing to say to the person gripping his
junk. It usually worked that way, anyway.

“What
makes you think I’ll let you fuck me? What if I want to fuck you?” Jude purred
against his throat, his breath hot as he darted his tongue out to taste Will. “
Mmm
, you taste—”

Whatever
he’d been about to say was lost. Will took one of his hands and twisted his arm
behind his back. Jude’s eyes went wide with alarm, but he didn’t struggle as
Will walked him over to the granite vanity and bent him over it. “Don’t go
girly on me, Brody. I’ll get the wrong idea.”

“You
licked me first. Next thing I know, we’ll be tonguing each other.” Jude
wrenched his arm free and caught himself on the counter top, holding himself up
enough to toss Will a filthy look in the mirror, a look which would have frozen
Will’s blood if Jude hadn’t pushed his ass back into Will’s erection at the
same time to rub himself.

“No
kissing. No tonguing.” Will kicked Jude’s feet apart and stepped between his
spread legs. Bending his knees, he rubbed his dick up the man’s ass crease into
his back. He placed his hands on either side of Jude’s on the vanity top and
waited.

“No
fucking.” Jude’s
gaze
locked with his in the mirror.
There was a challenge there. And lust. God, he wanted to fuck that smug ass
grin off the man’s face.

“You
owe me a blow job.” Will leaned over him until he pressed his nose into the
center of Jude’s neck. “Your shirt is in the way.”

“Take
it off if you want it off.” Jude lifted each hand in turn to aid in stripping
him to his waist. They stood frozen, and staring in the mirror. “Now take your
shirt off.”

Sense
began to creep slowly in. He was hard and horny and Jude was mostly naked and
pressed against him giving orders. But wouldn’t let him fuck. Will. Needed. To.
Fuck. Something. Soon. “Spread your legs wider and I’ll think about it.”

“Shirt
off, and no penetration.” Jude pushed his pants down lower and eased his thighs
far enough apart for Will to slide between. The slick glide of his dick over
Jude’s balls nearly put Will on the floor. “Fuck, Will,” Jude gasped at the
contact, his hands clenching on the edge of the counter.

The
mirror offered Will the obscene image of a man with two erect dicks, fuck it
was… hot. “You like this?” The words seem to echo, ghost-like, in his head as
if he’d heard them recently. Jude groaned and dropped his head low. Too low for
Will to watch his eyes as he fucked him. Jude’s reply was to squeeze him tight
between his legs as he bent over enough to bring his height down. “Yeah, you
like this. You want me to make you come, don’t you, baby?” He moved slowly, not
really thrusting, just little nudges with his hips into Jude’s ass, enough to
drag the head of his cock over Jude’s balls until he dripped with Will’s
pre-come.

“More.”
Jude looked up and locked his gaze with Will’s in the mirror. “Harder.” He
clasped Will’s hands in both of his bringing one around his waist to his dick.
“I need you to make me come,
Weelyum
.”

“I
love when you go all country boy sexy on me.” Will closed his hand around
Jude’s dick and stroked him. Jude had no sarcastic reply, his mouth opened on a
silent moan and stayed that way. He reached lower, closing his hand over Will’s
cock and then cupping him to give him something to thrust against. “Lean back
against me, Jude. I want to watch you when you come.”

“Yeah,”
Jude whispered, he seemed disoriented but he shifted his feet to support his
weight as Will asked. His ass cheeks fully engulfed Will’s dick now, giving him
a channel to slide through on the way to the end of this dangerous game. “Fuck.
Harder. Please.”

Jude
reached for his free hand and clasped it over his belly. He was left handed.
Why hadn’t he noticed this before? With all the pen chewing and note taking the
man did, you’d think he’d notice something like that. It didn’t matter. “You
were engaged?” He had no idea why he needed to ask that now.

“Yeah.”
Jude closed his eyes, mouth slack. He didn’t move. He let Will take him past
the edge.

“She’s
married to that prick Brave’s pitcher now?” Will buried his nose in Jude’s
neck. Giving in to temptation, he licked a patch of skin before latching on to
draw blood to the surface.

“Yes,”
Jude moaned loud enough to alert everyone in the house to what they were doing
in the bathroom. Will forgot that he asked a question that was none of his
business. He only hoped to hear the desperation in Jude’s cries again. Sinking
his teeth into the tender skin that made Jude respond the loudest, he joined
his cry to Jude’s as orgasm washed through him. Fuck, the man did things to
him, made him want something he wasn’t supposed to. “Fuck, Slayer. Oh yeah.
Fuck.”

Sticky
heat engulfed him. Jude wrapped his cum soaked fingers around Will’s dick and stroked
him, which was fine with Will. He shoved himself as far as he could between
Jude’s legs, stopping only because Jude hissed. “You ready to come, baby?”
Dipping his hand lower, he cupped Jude’s balls and slicked his fingers in his
own cum. “You’re going to beg me to fuck you hard, Jude. Like a good boy. Beg
me to fuck you, baby.”

“Fuck
me. Hard.” Jude’s eyes rolled to the back of his head when Will fisted his dick
tight, his cum lubing the man’s dick enough to stroke him hard and fast. He
needed more, his dick throbbed between Jude’s legs wanting him to satisfy this
overwhelming urge to… rut… god he wanted to see Jude on his dick with him
buried up to his nuts inside him. He wanted to fuck this man. Hard. Just like
he begged. “
Fuuuck
,
Weelyum
, oh fuck.”

He
buried his face in Jude’s neck and bit down as Jude filled his hand with hot
cum. He could feel him, all of him. His orgasm pulsed between his legs, from
his asshole along his taint through his balls. The strange sensation of heat
and throbbing release sent Will over again. Hard this time. He locked his arm
around Jude’s chest and shoved his dick hard into the incredible heat pulsing
along his shaft. He cried Jude’s name, biting the man’s neck when he thought
he’d shatter into a million pieces.

When
he finished, he slowly withdrew, leaving the worst of the mess for Jude to
clean up. He wiped his cum soaked hand on Jude’s chest. And leaning over, he
whispered, “I fucked your fiancée.”

Jude
lost his balance and landed hard on his ass on the floor, his legs tangled in
his pants and boxers. “What the fuck?” Jude seemed almost disoriented.