Page 59 of Hard Ride

“Does that make things weird for you?”Ollie asked quietly.

“Not at all.I just don’t know what your expectations of me are.”Van put his hands in his lap as if that would hide his boner.

“I don’t have any.But if there’s ever a time where you decide you’d like to try it, you have my permission to touch me however you like.Or ask me to do whatever you might want to experience.”

“Thanks, but I’m good.”Van’s reaction was a reflex.

“Seriously?You’re telling me you’d turn down the offer of a spectacular blowjob, just because it came from another man?”Ollie snorted.“You don’t know what you’re missing.”

“Does that mean you’d show me?”Why the fuck had he said that?And why was his dick leaking precome at the thought?

Kyra interrupted.“Don’t pressure him, Ollie.If it’s not for him, it’s not for him.That’s fine.This isn’t the sort of thing you should be doing on a dare or to try to prove that you’re worldly.Whatever people choose to try freely between themselves, no problem.But coercion or challenge, nah.That’s BS.I’mnot into that.”

“You’re right.”Ollie swallowed hard, then said, “Sorry, Van.I shouldn’t have gotten so worked up.It’s just that when you deny it like that, immediately and absolutely, it makes me feel like I was some kind of loser to do it or maybe there’s something wrong with me for thinking the stuff I tried was no big deal.”

“Never.”Kyra hugged him.

“It’s not that I’m ignorant or bigoted.It’s new, that’s all.I never thought of another dude that way.”Van hesitated so long he thought Ollie would drop the subject.And then suddenly he was afraid the other man might.He couldn’t deny that now that Ollie had put the idea in his mind, it was lingering.“Are you really offering to enlighten me?”

Kyra whipped around so fast she nearly toppled off the bed.Van grabbed her shoulder, then peered into her eyes as he asked, “Would you care if he did?Is that what had you so defensive?”

“Hell, no.”Kyra grinned.“If you were into it, I’d love to see that.I didn’t think…”

“Me either.”Van said and shrugged one shoulder.“But never let it be said that I’m close-minded or unwilling to try new things.Get over here, Ollie.”

He stroked his cock a few times, making it obvious he was in no way turned off by what they’d been discussing, wondering if the other guy would balk if he thought Van was serious.Maybe it had only been a bluff.

Nope.Ollie planted a kiss on Kyra’s lips, then said, “Excuse me.I’ve got a dick to suck.Maybe you should give me some pointers.I might be kind of rusty.”

Kyra giggled as Ollie hopped over her and zeroed in on Van’s cock, licking his lips.

“Wait.”Van put his hand on Ollie’s shoulder so he couldn’t quite reach his prize.

Ollie looked up, disappointment flashing in his eyes.“Change your mind?”

“No.I just want you to do this becauseyouwant to and for no other reason this time.No excuses.For either of us.”Van leaned against the side of Ollie’s home on wheels.He folded his hands behind his head, then said.“Go ahead.Ifyou want to.”

“Thanks,” Ollie murmured, shifting something inside Van’s chest.Suddenly this was more than some wild life experience, like the first time he’d tried sushi or gone bungee jumping.Ollie was important to him.As friends, sure.As his lover’s lover, absolutely.

But maybe even deeper than that.

If they both loved Kyra, and planned to keep doing so together, they were going to have to be more than friends.They were going to be partners in life.And wouldn’t it be better if they were more than simply co-partners?

Van probably would have thought a lot harder about it if Ollie’s lips hadn’t grazed the head of his cock right then—hot and wet and much less hesitant than any woman’s that had ever been there before him.

Fuck!

Torn, and wrestling with the emotional aspect of what they were about to do, Van found his dick hadn’t caught up entirely yet to where his mind had gone.Ollie took care of that, stroking him and tapping the tip of Van’s still stiffening dick against his parted mouth as he nudged Van’s thighs apart so he could reach between them to fondle Van’s balls.

Kyra hummed as she scooched closer, leaning against his side for an up-close look at Ollie’s ball-handling skills.She stared so intently he thought she might be studying every move the other man made.Van sure as shit wasn’t going to complain about that.Because whatever the hell Ollie was doing to him felt better than any other hand or blowjob he could remember getting.If Kyra wanted to mimic his tricks, Van wasn’t about to complain.

The teasing and light caresses were driving him mad.Without thinking about the implications, he reacted as his body demanded, burying one hand in Kyra’s hair and the other in Ollie’s.They weren’t so different, both of their locks about the same length, wavy, and soft between his fingers.

Of course Van had fantasized about being with two partners before.He simply hadn’t ever considered one of them might be another man.His fingers clenched in their hair.

“Yeah, you like it, don’t you?”Ollie growled as he got more aggressive, obviously enjoying Van’s possessive grasp.It seemed neither of them felt the need to be gentle with each other, which was fine with Van.Knowing he could let the dominant part of his nature have a little more chain turned him on.

“Fuck, yes.”Van shifted, his ass clenched as he shoved his hips forward, urging Ollie to take him fully inside.“Enough playing.Suck me.”

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