28. Gabe
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gabe
Taking Holky and Harper to dinner was a no-brainer after everything they’d done to help me. We went to a steakhouse near the Ice Citadel that I’d tried before. It was perfect with its good food, casual atmosphere, and dim enough lighting that no one would pay attention to the four hockey players crammed into a booth in a dark corner.
Harpy and Holky dug into their meals like starving dogs, leaving Brody and me in our own little world. Sitting shoulder to shoulder, our legs pressed together under the table, we were lost in each other. He was far more enticing than the steak and potatoes in front of us. When I reached for his hand and brushed my thumb along his knuckles, his small gasp and private smile had me hard as a rock in mere seconds.
Across the booth, Holky said something about his ribeye, and Harper laughed so loud Brody jumped. I had no idea what was so funny. Brody’s fingers had wandered to my thigh, and the heat of his touch already had my dick throbbing. I glanced at him, and his lips twitched; he knew exactly what he was doing.
“Eat your dinner,” I whispered, nudging him.
He grinned, walking his fingers up my thigh until they brushed against my cock. It couldn’t have been hard to find, since it was… well, hard. I gave a tiny shake of my head, hoping he’d stop. I hadn’t jerked off since he learned about the bet, so if he got me much more excited, I might blow right under the table.
When he narrowed his eyes, I shook my head again, but it didn’t stop one side of his mouth from inching upward. His eyes twinkled as he slid his hand over my cock. My cheeks practically burst into flame, and I groaned. Holky’s fork froze halfway to his mouth, and when he glanced at me, his smirk was bigger than Brody’s. He and Harper exchanged knowing looks, both rolling their eyes in exaggerated unison.
“You two are impossible,” Holky said, though his grin suggested he found the situation quite amusing.
Harper chuckled, keeping his head down. “Luca does the same thing to me.”
My cheeks were still burning, and I glared at Brody. His lips twitched into a mischievous smile as a glint of satisfaction sparked in his eyes. Instead of moving his hand, he squeezed. I groaned again, then pressed my lips together to stay quiet. I got dizzy and—fuck me, my hips did it on their own—scooted forward to give him better access.
I glanced across the table, surprised to find Holky staring at me. His lips were parted, and I could see the rise and fall of his chest. It took him a moment to realize I’d caught him looking, and he quickly glanced down at his food.
Brody squeezed me again, then flattened his hand and moved his palm back and forth over my dick. Surrendering to the inevitable, I brushed my fingers up his thigh, but he used his free hand to push mine away. By then, I was so hard my cock was threatening to rip through my pants. Harpy and Holky snickered, and when I glanced across the table, Holky was staring again.
Desperate to do something besides grunt and groan, I picked up my fork. I’d just put a piece of potato in my mouth when Brody teased my zipper open. I nearly choked on the potato, and he chuckled softly as I put my fork back down. Another sound—this time, something close to a whine—escaped me when he sneaked his fingers through the opening and inside the fly of my boxers.
I gasped when he curved two fingers around my shaft and started jerking me. His movements were small, but his surprisingly cool fingers against the superheated skin of my dick had an incredible effect. Soon, I was doing my best not to pant as he moved his fingers faster. Wondering how long I could last, I pressed my back against the booth. I hummed when Brody ran a finger up the bottom of my shaft and started fingering my frenulum. My balls started tingling, and I clenched every muscle in the lower half of my body trying not to come.
When I stole a glance at him, his smirk was gone. His eyes were hooded, and a bright pink blush colored his cheeks. I groaned again when he went back to jerking me with two fingers, and his pink blush morphed into magenta. The tickling sensation spread from my balls to my cock, and I lifted an eyebrow and shot him a warning glance. You’d better stop right now, or I’ll come all over your hand. He gave the slightest nod and stopped jerking me long enough to swipe up the precum that had accumulated at my slit, then started jacking me again. His touch was feathery, enough to keep me on the edge but not enough to make me come. When he rubbed the precum along my dick, I moaned. It may have been makeshift lube, but it felt fucking amazing.
“God,” I whispered, looking away. If I’d kept my eyes on him, I’d have come in another second. Glancing across the table, I saw that Harper and Holky had stopped eating. Harper’s eyes were shiny, and he’d trapped his lower lip under his teeth.
Holky’s cheeks were bright red, his brow was creased, and he was stiff as a board. When our eyes met, he licked his lips. “Goddamn,” he whispered, turning his head to look at Harper.
Holy fuck, surely they’re not doing it too. But no, of course they weren’t. Harpy tried to keep his eyes away from Brody and me, but Nate was actually panting. While Brody continued playing with my dick, Harpy and Holky got into a rhythm—first, one would grab a quick look across the table at us, and then the other.
Feeling desperate, I glanced around the room, but everyone was lost in their own conversations. My vision dimmed when Brody got his thumb under my shaft. Now there were three fingers playing with my cock, and he stroked me faster. He was jacking me hard, and the slippery slide was maddening.
I inched my hips forward, and my balls drew up in their sac, sounding the early warning alert. My breath was coming in quick bursts, and sweat ran down my brow. My cock was at an odd angle, the head jutting out of my boxers, giving Brody more to work with.
In a moment of clarity, I realized I was seconds from coming. We ought to leave the table and go to the bathroom. I should grab his hand and say I needed to go piss. He’d follow, right? Finish me off in there?
Fuck! Sweet shivers ran up my spine as my balls rumbled. I clenched my stomach, hoping to forestall the inevitable, but it was too late. A strangled moan escaped me when I fired the first shot, and I grabbed the edge of the table to keep myself still. Heavy streams of cum spurted out as hot pleasure spread through my body. I tried to hold my groan to a whimper, but judging from Harper and Holky’s throat-clearing, I wasn’t very successful. Still shooting, I looked at Brody. His eyes telegraphed a message loud and clear— I love you, Gabe . He hummed quietly while a small smile tugged at his lips.
My orgasm ebbed, but Brody kept his hand around my cock, milking me. When more cum dribbled out, he finally removed his hand, and I heard him wiping it on his napkin. Hesitantly, I shifted my gaze to Harper and Nate. They were staring at us in awe, their steaks forgotten. Harpy was trying to suppress a knowing smile, and Nate’s lips were parted, his cheeks still fiery.
Realizing my fly was still open and my dick was hanging out, I moved to tuck myself back in. Fuck me, it seemed like cum was everywhere. I shot Brody a panicked look, but he was back to smirking. No, not smirking—he looked proud.
When I narrowed my eyes in a silent plea for help, it was Harper who responded. “Hey, I forgot to show you the pics of our Christmas tree. I’ll come over there.” He slid out of the opposite side of the booth, pulled his phone from his pocket, and walked over beside me while I stuffed my dick back into my pants and zipped up.
I swiped at my lap with a napkin, but I was pretty sure I was smearing the mess around. As Harper kept talking about their Christmas decorations, I glanced down. No big globs in sight. Good enough. “I need to go to the bathroom.”
Holky chuckled. “That’s a fine idea. We’ll hold down the fort here, Chief.”
When I got to the bathroom, I was relieved to find the situation wasn’t as bad as I’d thought. There was actually very little cum on the outside of my pants, and I was able to remove what was there with a wet paper towel. Then I pulled a dozen of them out of the dispenser and retreated into a stall. Unlike the outside, the inside of my pants and boxers was an absolute mess. In fact, there was so much jizz I didn’t know how Brody got it all off his hands with a napkin. I took off my pants and boxers, and when I’d wiped up as much cum as I could, I pulled my pants back on. After another look to be sure I’d gotten everything off the outside, I exited the stall and threw my boxers and the towels away. I was washing my hands when the door opened, and in walked Brody. He gave me a shy smile.
Now he was shy?
“Hi, Gabe,” he said, stepping in front of a urinal to do his business.
With no one else in the room, I shot loving daggers into Brody’s back with my eyes. “Not that I didn’t enjoy it, but what the fuck were you thinking? We could be arrested.”
He kept his eyes forward, away from me. “Nah, it’s really dark in that corner, and no one else is nearby.”
“Holky and Harpy were right there. They saw me come, for fuck’s sake.”
Brody zipped up and turned around. “We’re brothers. They’ll get over it.”
“Will I?” My voice sounded a bit frantic, but I brought it down. “I thought you were… Weren’t you… Aren’t you…”
While I stammered, he washed his hands. He waited until he’d dried them to meet my eyes. “After what you did for me, I couldn’t wait. I don’t know what possessed me, but I really enjoyed watching you. It was fucking hot as hell. You tried so hard not to come, but you wanted to so much you couldn’t hold back. I’m sorry if it embarrassed you, but it was fun, right?”
His serious face made me smile. “I wouldn’t say it embarrassed me. Nate and Harper have pulled shit too. I had a few people over for dinner once, including Harpy and Luca. They disappeared as soon as we finished dessert. Eventually, I got worried, so I walked around looking for them. I noticed one of the bathroom doors was closed, and when I was about to knock, I heard them fucking. There’s no mistaking that sound.”
Brody laughed, a deep, beautiful rumble. “What the fuck?”
“ Fuck is the right word. It is for Holky too. We were in Chicago last year, and the hotel had been overbooked. They made us double up and assigned Holky and me to be roommates. We all went out after the game, but I was so tired I didn’t stay long. I went back to the hotel, and at about two in the morning, Holky came in. He wasn’t alone.”
“Are you shitting me?”
“Nope. He said hi like there was nothing unusual happening, and then asked if I’d mind putting in my AirPods, like we were teenagers or something.”
“What did you do?”
“What could I do? I turned over and blasted music while he fucked the shit out of that girl. The music didn’t do much good because I could still hear them.”
Brody looked like he was trying to decide if I was telling the truth. “Why didn’t you leave?”
“I would have if I’d known they were going to fuck. I thought she would blow him, and the music would have drowned that out. By the time I realized what they were up to, it was too late.”
“So you…” Brody tilted his head. “You listened?”
I snickered. “Listened, got hard, and jerked off.”
“You fucker.” He fingered the front of my shirt, playing with a button. “I did that a few times in college. Listened, I mean.”
I couldn’t help laughing. “Is listening all you did?”
“Hell no, I’m no saint. I jerked off too.”
“I keep telling you, you’re a dirty boy.”
Leaning close to my ear, he whispered, “And you love it. Wait till we get home, and I’ll show you new levels of dirty.”
Despite all that had happened in the last few minutes, my breath caught. “Sounds good to me.”
He tilted his head and smiled. “Remember that bus trip to the arena? I was kind of panicked at the time, like you were tonight, but I haven’t been able to get it off my mind. It was so hot, and I wanted to experience that with you. Return the favor.”
I nodded. “It was hot as hell. I think Nate and Harpy got excited too, especially Nate. I wouldn’t be surprised if he came in his pants.”
A huge smile spread across Brody’s face. “So, since we both like that kind of thing… tag, you’re it.”
He gave me a quick peck and left me shaking my head in amazement. Damn, I liked the new Brody.