He started with my hands, using the warm moist towel to clean the lube from them. After that, he cleaned off my stomach and was gentle as he wiped the cum from around my dick.
“Eric?” he asked.
“Hmmm?”
“You’re covered in slick. Is it ok if I clean it?”
I blinked in confusion, then understood his meaning. Wiping off my slick would mean he’d be potentially touching my entrance. “I… uh…”
Ian leaned in to kiss me again. “How about I wipe your thighs clean? You won’t be uncomfortable elsewhere until you can shower, will you?”
I smiled. “Thank you. Thighs are fine. I’ll be ok. It’s just slick.”
“Ok.”
I hummed as Ian worked, and started to drift off as a deep relaxation settled over me. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so completely sated after an orgasm.
Had I ever been?
I was almost asleep by the time Ian finished. I watched through half-lidded eyes as he returned to the bathroom, then brought another towel to the bed—which he handed to Beck.
Ian slid up beside me and tugged covers over both of us before tucking me against his chest.
The sounds of the others cleaning up followed me to my dreams.
Chapter 9
~May~
“Welcome home,” Freddie said as he opened the door and leaned in for a kiss.
I chuckled as he stepped back to let me in. “Thanks? Could have sworn I just paid rent on an apartment though.”
“About that,” Beck replied. “How much longer do you have on your lease?”
I sighed. “Through September. My lease would renew on October first, but I’m going to try to find something on this side of town. Closer to work and you guys.”
Tony patted the couch, and I took a seat next to him.
“What if I said we had a different option?” Freddie asked.
“Hmmm?”
He reached over and snagged a small box from the mantle, then handed it to me. “Go ahead.”
I pulled the twine bow loose, then opened the box. A single key rested on a square of cotton. “Is this?”
Ian reached over—across Tony—and squeezed my knee. “You don’t have to decide now. We wanted you to have a key anyway. But whenever you’re ready, we’d like for you to move in.”
“Are you sure?”
Beck strode over, sat on my free side, and tugged me onto his lap. “Positive.”
Freddie nodded then took a seat. “We’d already been discussing it before that first time you shared the bed with us. But since then…” He licked his lips. “It feels right to wake up with you there. It’s like something is missing on those nights you don’t spend the night.”
“I like being here too,” I admitted.
“Is that a yes then?” Tony asked, a hopeful tone to his voice. “Will you move in?”