Chapter Twelve
N iall sat stunned, listening to Trevor explain the DVD and finding his neighbor’s dog.
That was the day Trevor had fled Niall’s after they had all made love for the first time.
They’d called Trevor that night, and Niall wished he had listened to his instincts at the time and gone to Trevor when he sensed his honey was upset.
He’d known it! Known there was something wrong, then ignored all the other little signs over the past couple of months.
Niall had been so wrapped up in building their relationship that he’d missed the very thing threatening to tear them apart.
It was clear someone was after Trevor. Scared and angry, Niall’s first instinct was to hover over Trevor and protect his man, but he knew that would drive Trevor nuts.
Niall looked at Matt, sitting next to him on the sofa.
Matt’s body was rigid. His fists were clenched on the cushions.
Niall rubbed Matt’s back, and some of the tension leeched away when Matt settled into Niall’s touch.
Trevor paced in front of the entertainment wall, his normally graceful movements jerky.
Trevor stopped shining Niall’s floor long enough to look at them.
“I’m sorry. I have no idea who or why.”
“What do you need from us? How can we help?”
Trevor fell back on his usual non-verbal response and looked down at his feet. “The captain says he’ll have a uniform take me to and from work, unless I can make other arrangements.” He glanced over at his duffle still sitting beside the front door, then back toward Niall and Matt.
Matt nodded. “Done. One of us will be available whenever you need to go somewhere.”
“I don’t want—”
“Your welfare has never been, nor ever will be, an inconvenience.”
Matt’s voice was lower than normal, and Niall suspected their partner was doing everything within his power to prevent himself from yelling at that moment.
Niall continued to rub Matt’s back. “And we’ll all stay here to avoid any unnecessary back and forth.”
“Are you sure?” Trevor asked.
Niall nodded. “It’s what I’ve always wanted, and I’m not above exploiting the situation to get my way.” He smiled, and both Trevor and Matt smiled in return.
Trevor’s cell phone sent off an alert, and he went toward the kitchen to find it. Niall felt Matt tap him on the leg so he turned back to face him.
“I’m worried.” Matt said in a low voice.
“Me too, but neither of us are cops or anything of the like. We have to trust Trevor’s captain to handle the situation, and we’ll keep an eye on him when he’s home or out with one of us. We can’t lock him away, Matt. You know that.”
“I know. I don’t like it, but I do know.”
“Good. Now Valentine’s Day is this weekend. Let’s bunk down and enjoy the holiday together.”
Niall looked back at Trevor, who was quickly typing into the phone. He heard Trevor mumble something about “Logan” and “smartass”. Matt leaned across the sofa behind Niall toward Trevor.
“Tell Logan I said ‘hi’.”
Trevor parroted appropriately, then laughed at whatever Logan sent through the text message in return.
Trevor slid the phone into his pocket and came back toward the sofa, flopping down beside Niall. “Logan and I are going shopping tomorrow after work, so you don’t have to worry about picking me up.”
“Wait, what? Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Matt asked.
“I have to buy your Valentine’s presents, and Logan said he needs to pick something up on Newbury Street anyway. We’re both coming from work already, and Logan will drive me here afterwards.”
Matt stood and moved over the other side of Trevor. “Logan is my friend as much as he is yours. In any other situation, I would never question your desire to spend time with him, but … given the danger and his limitations, can you honestly tell me he’s the right man to protect you right now?”
“He … he was—”
“He was. But he’s not that man anymore. You know that, bello .”
“I think I’m missing something here. Either of you wants to fill me in?” Niall asked.
Trevor looked over at Niall. “The same insurgent attack that resulted in the onset of Logan’s hearing loss also caused him PTSD. He still deals with anxiety attacks and occasional flashbacks.”
“Wow, I had no idea. I’ve never seen any outward signs…”
“Most days he does okay. He’s learned techniques for dealing with the anxiety, but during a high-stress situation, who knows what might happen?” Matt added.
“So what do you suggest?” Trevor asked Matt.
“How would you feel if Ryan went with the two of you? He is an FBI agent.”
“He works in counter intelligence, not violent crime,” Trevor countered.
“True, but he knows how to shoot and is licensed to carry. I think Logan would be the first to tell you that your safety is the most important thing right now, not his ego.”
Trevor nodded. He flipped phone out and started typing. It seemed as though only seconds had passed when the little chime alerted them to Logan’s response.
“He agrees. I guess I’ll call Ryan?” Trevor looked over at Matt. “Do you know his number?”
Trevor seemed unsure. Niall understood Trevor’s reluctance.
Over the last couple of months, Niall and Trevor had gotten together with Ethan and Ryan a few times, but they were hardly at the close friend stage yet.
And despite Ryan’s friendliness, Niall would have hated to make a cold call like Matt was asking Trevor to do.
“Why don’t I call him, hmm? Would that be easier?” Matt asked.
Trevor nodded enthusiastically. “Thanks.”
Matt placed a quick kiss on Trevor’s lips and took the phone from Trevor’s hands. Niall sat back on the sofa and pulled Trevor into his arms.
“You okay?” he asked, softly.
“Yeah. It’s a little surreal having this tight-knit group of friends you and I have become a part of. You and Matt are my world, but it’s nice to know they’re there for us. ”
Trevor’s head rested on Niall’s shoulder. His honey had been through a lot that day, and despite Trevor’s earlier nap, Niall sensed his body and mind were still exhausted. They sat in silence, simply enjoying being together.
A few minutes later, Matt returned and handed Trevor his phone.
“It’s all set. Ryan and Ethan will meet you and Logan at headquarters, then all four of you will head for Newbury. It’s going to be cold, so make sure you take care of yourself.”
Niall felt Trevor’s body stiffen against him. Trevor stood, and Niall saw the flare in his eyes to come back with a biting remark, but then the azure orbs softened and Trevor simply put his arms around Matt. “I will. Thank you.”
Matt hugged Trevor back, and the two shared a kiss.
It was beautiful to watch them. Matt’s olive skin and dark hair against Trevor’s paler features and coloring.
Matt’s large, muscled body wrapped so gently around Trevor’s slighter frame.
Trevor stood on his toes to get closer to Matt, but the added inches only helped so much.
Matt scooped Trevor up into his arms and headed back for the bedroom.
Trevor’s laughter echoed in the hallway as Niall set about shutting off all the lights and making sure the door was locked.
He made a pit stop in the hall restroom, then went to join his lovers.
As Niall entered the room, the sight of Matt and Trevor’s nude bodies entwined on the bed greeted him.
Matt was working Trevor open, and the sight of Matt’s long fingers buried inside Trevor’s body caused Niall’s mind to blank.
Raw, pure desire flooded his system. Niall divested himself of his clothing and sat in the chair beside the windows.
With his legs spread, he slowly stroked his cock to hardness while keeping his eyes trained on Matt and Trevor’s mating on the bed.
Matt looked over at Niall. “Are you going to join us?”
“In a minute. I’m enjoying this view. The two of you are so beautiful together.”
Matt smiled and went back to sucking on Trevor’s nipple.
With each pull, Niall watched Trevor’s cock twitch as if Trevor’s sensitive nubs had a direct line to his cock.
Niall stopped the motion of his hand as an idea came to him.
He quietly left the bedroom and walked down the hall to his office, where he stored his equipment.
Niall grabbed his Nikon D6. He'd just recently invested in the new body and the upgraded engine processing and ISO sensitivity made shooting in low light a dream compared to his previous D3S. He attached a fifty millimeter lens. He quickly walked back to the bedroom. Matt and Trevor hadn’t moved from the position they’d been in before Niall left.
He set the camera at a low aperture to allow all the natural light from the windows to reflect on the lens.
A high ISO rating would keep Trevor and Matt’s bodies in sharp focus.
Niall put his eye to the viewfinder and snapped a quick frame.
The sight on the screen showed Matt’s fingers buried deep inside Trevor’s body, Trevor’s hand in mid-stroke on his cock and their lips centimeters away with the briefest glance of their tongues playing.
Their bodies glowed on the sheets, and the filter he’d chosen softened details of the room.
It was almost as stunning as watching them in person.
“I think we’re being filmed, bello . Why don’t we give our lover a show?”
Matt’s voice was low in the room, but the wicked intent in his eyes as he turned to look at Niall was unmistakable.
Matt flipped their bodies so Trevor straddled him.
Another shot—Trevor’s head thrown back as their cocks rubbed side by side between Matt’s long legs.
The head of Matt’s cock nestled in between the cheeks of Trevor’s sweetly rounded ass.
Niall kneeled beside the bed and captured the moment just before Trevor and Matt’s lips collided together.
Eyes closed, mouths open, cheek against cheek, nose against nose.
Trevor’s eyes opened and Niall clicked the shutter—naked need, lust, and love reflected in an image that Niall would cherish for all time.
Matt shifted their bodies once again. Niall moved his position to against the wall beside the bedside table.
This gave him a full view down the length of Trevor’s body.
Trevor ended up on his knees, chest pressed to the bed, braced on his elbows.
Matt spread Trevor’s ass cheeks and Niall snapped a shot right as Matt’s tongue circled Trevor’s rosette.
Every muscle on Matt’s body rippled in the moonlight, the perfect contrast to Trevor’s smooth skin.
Niall then adjusted his position to stand just behind and to the side of Matt.
Matt had put the condom on and pressed his way into Trevor’s entrance.
Niall shot picture after picture, never before more glad for the camera’s ability to shoot fourteen frames per second.
He captured each thrust, each clench of muscle on Matt’s body as he fucked Trevor.
Trevor’s lithe back arched, his hips pressed back against Matt.
Niall moved so he could capture Matt’s face the moment he came.
Tendons stood out in relief, eyes squeezed tight, hands clenched on Trevor’s hips, pelvis tilted for maximum penetration—all coalescing into stark beauty. Matt roared and Trevor cried out as he came without a single touch to his cock.
Niall’s hands shook as he set his camera down.
His breath huffed in and out of his chest as if he’d been the one on the bed.
His cock throbbed as he collapsed on the bed beside his men.
Two ravenous mouths attached themselves to Niall’s body—one sucking on his balls, another swallowing his cock.
It wasn't important to him where anyone was, just that neither of them stopped. He was almost there, ready to fall over the edge into oblivion. He needed something, he didn’t know what, and then it happened.
Somebody reached up and pinched Niall’s nipple.
A wave of pleasure crashed over him, and Niall tumbled beneath the onslaught.
He came and came, each shot leaving his cock in a fiery blast.
They were all lying in bed several minutes later, Matt and Niall in their usual positions on either side of Trevor. Niall and Trevor’s fingers were locked together beneath the blankets and Matt’s arm was thrown across Trevor, his hand rested on Niall’s hip.
“So … that was interesting. Can’t say I’ve ever performed on camera before.”
“Does it bother you? Because I can erase them.”
It would kill a small part of him, but Niall would if the end product made either of his loves uncomfortable.
“Hell no. I wanna see them,” Trevor chimed in.
Matt chuckled. “No, caro . It doesn’t bother me. It was actually kinda fun.”
Niall smiled. “It was. I had no idea watching could be so erotic. It was different behind the lens, but the separation only made it that much more intense. I’ll print some of them out.”
“The only bad part is that you weren’t in any of them,” Trevor pouted.
“We’ll do it again sometime. I’ll set up a tripod or something.”
“How will the camera go off or focus or anything?” Matt asked.
“Remote control.”
“No way!” Trevor exclaimed.
“Yep. You’re not the only one who gets to play with toys daily.” Niall tweaked Trevor’s nose while Matt laughed softly beside them.