That's between you and Andy. I know you're not sleeping with her so it doesn't bother me.
[ Again, it's the little voice in the back of Booker's head that didn't like it. But he knew to ignore the voice. It was doubt and bitterness and mental scars that came from his father's emotional abuse.
Without therapy it would ruin this beautiful thing he had found with Nicky and Joe. Probably would've ruined all of his friendships, honestly. Thank God he told his mom how bad it got one day. ]
And it's Andy, you know? She needs the most love out of all of us.
[He smirked, shaking his head a little before nuzzling in against Booker's chest.]
No, there is no sex. In fact, I'm pretty sure that even if she wanted it, there couldn't be.
[He shrugged, still not lifting his head, clearly a little embarrassed, but still always willing to tell Booker and Joe everything.]
For as energetic as she is, I've never responded to her the same way I do to just one of your looks... I wouldn't mind, by the way. If you or Joe decided to share yourselves with Andy. Or Quynh and Nile either, for that matter. I know you love me and I know that they love me, too. I don't see why loving them means that you love me any less. After all, I love them, too.
I don't know right now if that's what I want. I love them too but since that night in Malta all I think about is you and Joe.
[ Booker had slept with Andy before. Not Quynh because she wasn't attracted to him like that but he and Andy had fooled around before he fooled around with Joe. ]
Maybe if we're all together I'll feel it but you've got me by the libido and it's not letting go.
[He smiled, the expression still on his lips as he pressed them against Booker's chest again.]
Good. Because that night is all I can think about, either.
[But they'd already said that they weren't fooling around tonight, right? He groaned, closing his eyes as he thunked his forehead against his boyfriend's chest.]
Please tell me that the mind does, eventually, stop thinking only about sex once it gets used to the idea?
I kept waiting for you to tell us to stop. I kept thinking it couldn't be real. I had to be dreaming. No way could two beautiful men be fucking me.
[ Booker rolled them both until Nicky was under him on the bed. He tangled their legs together and kissed him slowly, gently licking into his mouth. ]
But it was very real. Of course I want more of you two and it's all I can think about. That night changed my life, Nicky.
[ He rested his forehead against Nicky's so he could stare in his eyes which looked blue and green and reminded him of the ocean around Malta. ]
How can I love this fiercely? We're pretty much kids, you know? Not even through University and I just want to spend the rest of my life with you and Joe.
[Instead of reassuring him that his libido would calm down over time, Booker instead did the exact opposite. And Nicky loved it. He groaned as he found himself trapped under the other boy, his hands going up to Booker's sides. Not to push him away, but to pull him closer so that he could run his lips along his collarbone.]
I never even thought about asking you to stop, Sebastien. Not once. I don't really want you to stop now, either, even though we just had a conversation about how it would probably be a bad idea to do more than kiss tonight.
[His eyes darkened as he shifted upwards to kiss Booker. It wasn't shy, it wasn't quick, and it certainly wasn't chaste. It was Malta's heat against their skin and all of Andy's training rolled into one package.]
Your touch sets me on fire, but that is nothing to how my heart beats for you. I love you. I would give you everything if only you were to ask it of me.
[ Booker very deliberately rolled his hips down against Nicky's grinding shamelessly. There's so little clothes between them. ]
We can fool around without Joe. He said so. Now that we've got his permission we could keep going. If you are okay with that.
[ After a kiss like that what else would be on Booker's mind? They could just get off rubbing against each other or maybe trade hand jobs. Booker was kind of thinking about Nicky blowing him again.
Booker rolled their hips together and Nicky gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as he relished the sensation. He hadn't felt so much as his own hand since Malta and he missed it. Not the pleasure or the intensity, but the connection.
He looked into Booker's eyes and felt his body stir.]
I do love you. And I still want to..use my mouth on you, if you'd like that? I want to get better at it.
[He'd set a goal for himself and Nicolo di Genova was a man who always met his goals.]
[ When Nicky was caught up in passion like this Booker almost couldn't breathe he looked so good. ]
Yeah, babe. We can do that.
[ Booker licked his lips and kissed Nicky before he lifted off his body. He glanced back at the door to make sure it was still closed and locked. Yup. They were good.
He moved towards the headboard of the bed, propped some pillows up and leaned back. Even though he had more experience than Nicky he still felt a little flutter of nerves in his stomach. Sex mattered when it was with Nicky. ]
Do you want me to undress or do you want to do it?
[Booker shifted and Nicky shifted, too, scooting down and to the side so he could sit up without getting tangled in the other boy. They'd figured out in Malta that they were all still mostly limbs and it was insanely easy to catch someone's leg with an elbow and spill everyone from the bed.
And that had been a much bigger bed.
Once Booker was settled, Nicky reached out to run his fingers over his boyfriend's stomach.]
Go ahead and take them off for me? I work best when I study one subject at a time.
[ But Booker listened to his boyfriend's request. He lifted his hips and pushed his boxers down his thighs. Careful not to kick Nicky he got them off completely and dropped them off the edge of the bed.
His cock was mostly soft. A little rubbing had started him going but not fully yet. He was all Nicky's to play with. ]
[His eyes followed Booker's movements and as soon as the other boy was naked and resettled against the pillows, he was scooting forward so that he could kiss him again.]
You are beautiful.
[Another kiss, and this time Nicky's hand slipped up along Booker's side. He kept it slow and languid, the exact opposite of the frenzied pace that Malta had set.]
[ Booker blushed a little. He still wasn't used to such easy and genuine praise even though Joe had been working on that too. ]
You do. Any touch feels good from you Nicky.
[ The slower pace made him very aware of Nicky's hand and body and everything. There wasn't any frantic grabbing or biting teeth to distract him from it. It heightened this. ]
You want me to let you do your thing? And not try to touch you back? No, wait, that sounds bad. Touch you like try and get you off too. Until you're done with me.
[ Because there would be something in return. Booker refused to let Nicky give him all the pleasure alone. ]
[Finally, someone other than Nicky blushing. He smiled, shaking his head a little as he dipped down to trail kisses along Booker's throat.]
You can touch me any time you like.
[He'd particularly loved Booker's hands in his hair, actually. He just wasn't quite confident enough just yet to say it out loud. Instead, he started working a spot on his boyfriend's collarbone, just to see if he could cause an intentional hickey or if he could only manage it when he was half out of his head from Joe's hands on him.
And while he did that, his hand drifted a little higher until he could trail the pad of his thumb over Booker's nipple. Was he sensitive there? Did he like it? Joe did, but he couldn't remember if he'd gotten to try it on Booker or not.]
[ He let his head fall back basically offering his throat for any sort of hickey or bruise Nicky wanted to leave behind. ]
Okay.
[ The touch sent a little shiver through Booker but it was more a sensation instead of sensitive like Joe.
Booker clutched the blankets in one hand and tangled the other in Nicky's hair for a moment before pushing it down the back of his neck. He pet along his shoulders under his shirt.
Nicky's mouth against his collarbone did more for him making him groan softly and his dick twitch in his lap. He loved it when the boys were possessive over him. ]
[Nicky was nothing if not single minded about a task. It was what pushed him to excel in school, what had earned him the spot in the transfer student summer program. It was why he'd taken so long to decide between priesthood or his boyfriends. And now, all of that attention was focused entirely on the man under his hands.
Malta had been amazing and had opened up an entire world of possibilities, but it had been a night of passion and exploration. Here, Nicky wanted to learn.
He took his time on the hickey, sucking and nipping at it until it was a dark thumbprint on Booker's skin. It would last for a good long while, just under the neckline of most of his boyfriend's shirts. A private little mark that Booker could keep with him to remind him that he was loved.
Once he was happy with it, he pulled back to admire his work.]
I think I like leaving my mark on you, mio amore.
[His voice had gone a little husky, his accent thickening.]
[ Booker leaned up and kissed him as soon as he drew back. His neck throbbed where the mark was beating in time with his heart. Fuck, it felt so good. ]
Leave as many as you want. I really like it.
[ He had a slightly dazed look in his eyes panting just slightly. It was very easy for Booker to get caught up in passion. The right attention and he just melted into putty.
And Nicky's voice so thickly Italian was sexy as fuck. The first little leak of pre-come dripped from his cock head just looking at Nicky being so confident and sexy as fuck. ]
[Booker looked so good like this, naked and spread out under him. Nicky could see himself becoming very addicted to this picture very quickly.
While he was sitting up, he took the opportunity to pull his tank top off, tossing it absently to the floor before he was moving to settle himself between Booker's legs. His hands went back to his boyfriend's chest, followed quickly by his mouth, and Nicky took his time in exploring just how sensitive or not sensitive Booker's nipples were to tongue and teeth and suction.
And if his stomach just so happened to occasionally brush the head of Booker's cock? Well, so be it.]
[ His eyes roamed over Nicky's chest once the tank top was off. He was also filling out nicely. When Nicky was fully grown he'd be devastating. Booker was so fucking lucky to have him.
Booker squirmed under Nicky's lips and tongue but when he used his teeth that was enough pressure to finally send a zing of pleasure through him that went straight to his dick.
He slid his hands down Nicky's back, grabbed his hips, and tried to pull him down so he could get more than the occasional bit of friction from Nicky's stomach. ]
[The hands pulling down on his hips made his teeth finally come away from Booker's chest, a little laugh muffled against his skin.]
So impatient.
[He 'tsked' once, then pulled away from those hands so he could move, kissing and mouthing his way down Booker's chest and stomach until finally he sent a tiny little kitten lick to the head of his boyfriend's cock.
Just to see what his reaction was.]
You will tell me if I do something you don't like, sì?
It's been a long time since Malta. Can you blame me?
[ Nicky wasn't the only one unable to think of anything else but that night. Booker had gotten off a few times thinking about it while in the shower.
He petted his fingers through Nicky's hair while he got comfortable between his legs. A picture of him like this would be incredible but he'd wait before introducing Nicky to the idea of dirty pictures. ]
Yeah, I promise. But I don't think you can screw this up.
[ He ran his teeth over his lower lip as he gently nudged the head of his cock against Nicky's lips. More please of that little kitten lick please. ]
[A little bit of time to get confident in touching someone would probably be a good thing before introducing him to the idea of dirty pictures. Right now, he still felt very awkward as he finally reached up to take Booker in his hand. He didn't stroke so much as he just held, feeling the weight of him, the heat. The softness of delicate skin as he ran his thumb over the slit to spread some of that pre-cum.
Sliding his hand down to circle mostly just the base, he tapped his lips with Booker's cock a few times, then held him still so he could finally take the head of his cock into his mouth.]
[ Booker bit his lower lip hard to keep back a moan. He had to remember the dorm walls were thin. Nicky's mouth just felt really good. ]
That's good. Good job, Nicky.
[ They really hadn't gone slow like this. Booker swore it made every touch feel more intense. Or it was just the length of time he'd gone without Nicky.
It was definitely love if he felt this turned on just from Nicky touching him and exploring a little bit with his mouth. He did his best to stay still and not rush this even though he couldn't help just a little impatient wiggle against the bed. ]
[Oh yeah. He could definitely get used to hearing Booker's sex voice.
He took his time, letting his own arousal settle into a low simmer as he explored. He kept his hand in place so that he couldn't sink down so far as to gag him, so he focused all of his effort at the head. He was new and a little clumsy, but he was eager and willing and very intent on finding out how to make his boyfriend feel good.
Was it the little kitten licks at his slit? Or long, broad tongued laps? Was it when he slide down over him bit by bit until his lips were against his own hand, or afterwards when he hollowed out his cheeks and drew back with enough suction that there was a little wet sound when Booker's cock left his mouth.
[ This was a whole different test of patience. Nicky kept exploring, trying new things that made it impossible to predict what was coming next. Booker couldn't brace himself for the next thing. There was never a rhythm to settle into which left him gasping and softly moaning almost every other moment.
He reached down and tangled both hands in Nicky's hair which was just long enough for him hold on to. Each time Nicky drew back sucking tightly his fingers tightened and his whole body tensed.
When he popped off Booker practically collapsed against the bed and lay there panting trying to resist the pulse urge in his dick and balls. He didn't want to come too fast, fuck, that would be embarrassing. ]
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[ Again, it's the little voice in the back of Booker's head that didn't like it. But he knew to ignore the voice. It was doubt and bitterness and mental scars that came from his father's emotional abuse.
Without therapy it would ruin this beautiful thing he had found with Nicky and Joe. Probably would've ruined all of his friendships, honestly. Thank God he told his mom how bad it got one day. ]
And it's Andy, you know? She needs the most love out of all of us.
[ They all kissed Andy, after all. ]
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No, there is no sex. In fact, I'm pretty sure that even if she wanted it, there couldn't be.
[He shrugged, still not lifting his head, clearly a little embarrassed, but still always willing to tell Booker and Joe everything.]
For as energetic as she is, I've never responded to her the same way I do to just one of your looks... I wouldn't mind, by the way. If you or Joe decided to share yourselves with Andy. Or Quynh and Nile either, for that matter. I know you love me and I know that they love me, too. I don't see why loving them means that you love me any less. After all, I love them, too.
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I don't know right now if that's what I want. I love them too but since that night in Malta all I think about is you and Joe.
[ Booker had slept with Andy before. Not Quynh because she wasn't attracted to him like that but he and Andy had fooled around before he fooled around with Joe. ]
Maybe if we're all together I'll feel it but you've got me by the libido and it's not letting go.
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Good. Because that night is all I can think about, either.
[But they'd already said that they weren't fooling around tonight, right? He groaned, closing his eyes as he thunked his forehead against his boyfriend's chest.]
Please tell me that the mind does, eventually, stop thinking only about sex once it gets used to the idea?
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[ Booker rolled them both until Nicky was under him on the bed. He tangled their legs together and kissed him slowly, gently licking into his mouth. ]
But it was very real. Of course I want more of you two and it's all I can think about. That night changed my life, Nicky.
[ He rested his forehead against Nicky's so he could stare in his eyes which looked blue and green and reminded him of the ocean around Malta. ]
How can I love this fiercely? We're pretty much kids, you know? Not even through University and I just want to spend the rest of my life with you and Joe.
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I never even thought about asking you to stop, Sebastien. Not once. I don't really want you to stop now, either, even though we just had a conversation about how it would probably be a bad idea to do more than kiss tonight.
[His eyes darkened as he shifted upwards to kiss Booker. It wasn't shy, it wasn't quick, and it certainly wasn't chaste. It was Malta's heat against their skin and all of Andy's training rolled into one package.]
Your touch sets me on fire, but that is nothing to how my heart beats for you. I love you. I would give you everything if only you were to ask it of me.
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[ Booker very deliberately rolled his hips down against Nicky's grinding shamelessly. There's so little clothes between them. ]
We can fool around without Joe. He said so. Now that we've got his permission we could keep going. If you are okay with that.
[ After a kiss like that what else would be on Booker's mind? They could just get off rubbing against each other or maybe trade hand jobs. Booker was kind of thinking about Nicky blowing him again.
For practice. ]
Nicky, you love me. That is everything.
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Booker rolled their hips together and Nicky gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as he relished the sensation. He hadn't felt so much as his own hand since Malta and he missed it. Not the pleasure or the intensity, but the connection.
He looked into Booker's eyes and felt his body stir.]
I do love you. And I still want to..use my mouth on you, if you'd like that? I want to get better at it.
[He'd set a goal for himself and Nicolo di Genova was a man who always met his goals.]
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Yeah, babe. We can do that.
[ Booker licked his lips and kissed Nicky before he lifted off his body. He glanced back at the door to make sure it was still closed and locked. Yup. They were good.
He moved towards the headboard of the bed, propped some pillows up and leaned back. Even though he had more experience than Nicky he still felt a little flutter of nerves in his stomach. Sex mattered when it was with Nicky. ]
Do you want me to undress or do you want to do it?
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And that had been a much bigger bed.
Once Booker was settled, Nicky reached out to run his fingers over his boyfriend's stomach.]
Go ahead and take them off for me? I work best when I study one subject at a time.
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[ But Booker listened to his boyfriend's request. He lifted his hips and pushed his boxers down his thighs. Careful not to kick Nicky he got them off completely and dropped them off the edge of the bed.
His cock was mostly soft. A little rubbing had started him going but not fully yet. He was all Nicky's to play with. ]
Don't worry. You can't screw this up, I promise.
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You are beautiful.
[Another kiss, and this time Nicky's hand slipped up along Booker's side. He kept it slow and languid, the exact opposite of the frenzied pace that Malta had set.]
I want very much to make you feel good.
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You do. Any touch feels good from you Nicky.
[ The slower pace made him very aware of Nicky's hand and body and everything. There wasn't any frantic grabbing or biting teeth to distract him from it. It heightened this. ]
You want me to let you do your thing? And not try to touch you back? No, wait, that sounds bad. Touch you like try and get you off too. Until you're done with me.
[ Because there would be something in return. Booker refused to let Nicky give him all the pleasure alone. ]
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You can touch me any time you like.
[He'd particularly loved Booker's hands in his hair, actually. He just wasn't quite confident enough just yet to say it out loud. Instead, he started working a spot on his boyfriend's collarbone, just to see if he could cause an intentional hickey or if he could only manage it when he was half out of his head from Joe's hands on him.
And while he did that, his hand drifted a little higher until he could trail the pad of his thumb over Booker's nipple. Was he sensitive there? Did he like it? Joe did, but he couldn't remember if he'd gotten to try it on Booker or not.]
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Okay.
[ The touch sent a little shiver through Booker but it was more a sensation instead of sensitive like Joe.
Booker clutched the blankets in one hand and tangled the other in Nicky's hair for a moment before pushing it down the back of his neck. He pet along his shoulders under his shirt.
Nicky's mouth against his collarbone did more for him making him groan softly and his dick twitch in his lap. He loved it when the boys were possessive over him. ]
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Malta had been amazing and had opened up an entire world of possibilities, but it had been a night of passion and exploration. Here, Nicky wanted to learn.
He took his time on the hickey, sucking and nipping at it until it was a dark thumbprint on Booker's skin. It would last for a good long while, just under the neckline of most of his boyfriend's shirts. A private little mark that Booker could keep with him to remind him that he was loved.
Once he was happy with it, he pulled back to admire his work.]
I think I like leaving my mark on you, mio amore.
[His voice had gone a little husky, his accent thickening.]
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Leave as many as you want. I really like it.
[ He had a slightly dazed look in his eyes panting just slightly. It was very easy for Booker to get caught up in passion. The right attention and he just melted into putty.
And Nicky's voice so thickly Italian was sexy as fuck. The first little leak of pre-come dripped from his cock head just looking at Nicky being so confident and sexy as fuck. ]
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While he was sitting up, he took the opportunity to pull his tank top off, tossing it absently to the floor before he was moving to settle himself between Booker's legs. His hands went back to his boyfriend's chest, followed quickly by his mouth, and Nicky took his time in exploring just how sensitive or not sensitive Booker's nipples were to tongue and teeth and suction.
And if his stomach just so happened to occasionally brush the head of Booker's cock? Well, so be it.]
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Booker squirmed under Nicky's lips and tongue but when he used his teeth that was enough pressure to finally send a zing of pleasure through him that went straight to his dick.
He slid his hands down Nicky's back, grabbed his hips, and tried to pull him down so he could get more than the occasional bit of friction from Nicky's stomach. ]
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So impatient.
[He 'tsked' once, then pulled away from those hands so he could move, kissing and mouthing his way down Booker's chest and stomach until finally he sent a tiny little kitten lick to the head of his boyfriend's cock.
Just to see what his reaction was.]
You will tell me if I do something you don't like, sì?
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[ Nicky wasn't the only one unable to think of anything else but that night. Booker had gotten off a few times thinking about it while in the shower.
He petted his fingers through Nicky's hair while he got comfortable between his legs. A picture of him like this would be incredible but he'd wait before introducing Nicky to the idea of dirty pictures. ]
Yeah, I promise. But I don't think you can screw this up.
[ He ran his teeth over his lower lip as he gently nudged the head of his cock against Nicky's lips. More please of that little kitten lick please. ]
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Sliding his hand down to circle mostly just the base, he tapped his lips with Booker's cock a few times, then held him still so he could finally take the head of his cock into his mouth.]
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[ Booker bit his lower lip hard to keep back a moan. He had to remember the dorm walls were thin. Nicky's mouth just felt really good. ]
That's good. Good job, Nicky.
[ They really hadn't gone slow like this. Booker swore it made every touch feel more intense. Or it was just the length of time he'd gone without Nicky.
It was definitely love if he felt this turned on just from Nicky touching him and exploring a little bit with his mouth. He did his best to stay still and not rush this even though he couldn't help just a little impatient wiggle against the bed. ]
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He took his time, letting his own arousal settle into a low simmer as he explored. He kept his hand in place so that he couldn't sink down so far as to gag him, so he focused all of his effort at the head. He was new and a little clumsy, but he was eager and willing and very intent on finding out how to make his boyfriend feel good.
Was it the little kitten licks at his slit? Or long, broad tongued laps? Was it when he slide down over him bit by bit until his lips were against his own hand, or afterwards when he hollowed out his cheeks and drew back with enough suction that there was a little wet sound when Booker's cock left his mouth.
He tried them all.]
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He reached down and tangled both hands in Nicky's hair which was just long enough for him hold on to. Each time Nicky drew back sucking tightly his fingers tightened and his whole body tensed.
When he popped off Booker practically collapsed against the bed and lay there panting trying to resist the pulse urge in his dick and balls. He didn't want to come too fast, fuck, that would be embarrassing. ]
You're getting better at this.
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