“Yes,” Alexander said.
Their gazes locked, and amusement flashed across Christian’s face, without actually surfacing into a smile. “Don’t worry, I don’t have anything contagious that you can catch by being next to me.”
“If you’re implying I’m a homophobe,” Alexander said, following him into the bedroom, “you couldn’t be more wrong. My favorite cousin is gay.” He pulled his T-shirt off and put it on the chair. “There’s nothing wrong with being gay.”
“Hmm,” Christian said, starting to undress, as well.
Unzipping his jeans, Alexander fixed him with a look. “What is that supposed to mean?”
Christian smiled, shrugging slightly. “Nothing.”
“No, let’s hear it,” Alexander said, removing the rest of his clothes and putting them on the chair. He looked at Christian’s discarded shirt on the floor and pursed his lips.
“You sure you want my honest opinion?” Christian said, shimmying out of his tight jeans. “I think you might have some repressed negative feelings about homosexuality. Sure, you might be ‘open-minded’ and all right with your cousin’s sexuality, but it’s a completely different thing when it concerns you.”
“You’ve known me for a grand total of five minutes.”
Christian shrugged again, that infuriating smile still on his lips. “What can I say? I’m good at reading people,” he said, stepping out of his briefs.
“Pick them up,” Alexander said.
Christian blinked. “Huh?”
Mila started giggling. “Your briefs, Chris. Alexander hates sloppiness and disorder.”
Christian looked between them. “Is this a joke?”
Mila laughed harder. “I wish! When we first started going out, I reorganized his DVDs and he forced me to reorganize them again until I got it right. I did, seven hours later, and I was pissed as hell. We almost broke up because of that. Now I know better.”
“I did warn you not to touch anything,” Alexander murmured.
Christian looked at him. “Do you have OCD?”
Alexander snorted a laugh. “No. I don’t obsessively clean things. I just really dislike sloppiness. Pick them up. Now.”
Christian glanced at the black briefs at his bare feet before looking up at Alexander. His eyes danced with merriment. “No,” he said, looking him in the eye. “What are you gonna do to me?”
Alexander felt his muscles tense up and his heart beat faster. He could almost feel the adrenaline pump into his blood stream, his senses kicking into overdrive.
He walked to Christian.
The guy didn’t move.
Alexander put a hand on Christian’s shoulder and pushed him down.
To his surprise, Christian didn’t offer much resistance and dropped to his knees. Looking up at Alexander through his long dark eyelashes, he picked the briefs up.
“Where should I put them, Master?” he said, in a mock-submissive tone, his eyes laughing. He threw his briefs on the chair. “You want me to kiss your feet while I’m down here? Or kiss something else?”
“You’re not half as funny as you think you are,” Alexander said.
A slow smile spread across Christian’s face. “I wasn’t joking.”
“Get up. I don’t want you to kiss anything.”
“Er, guys?”
Startled, Alexander looked at the bed. Mila was lying naked on the bed, frowning slightly.
Right. Threesome.
Alexander looked down at Christian.
Christian looked back at him.
He was also very naked.
Alexander swept his gaze over his body, lingering on the guy’s hard dick. A bit smaller than his, but definitely nothing to be ashamed of.
Glancing down at himself, Alexander realized that he had an erection too. He didn’t know when he’d managed to get hard.
Christian got to his feet and leaned toward his ear. “Don’t worry,” he murmured. “It’s a pretty normal reaction. Happens all the time when I tell the guy I’ll kiss his dick. Nice dick, by the way.”
He stepped back, grinning, and Alexander gave him a flat look. “It’s not you,” he said in a low voice. “My naked girlfriend is in the room, and I’m going to have with sex her. Of course I’m hard.”
Christian nodded. “Okay. Sure.”
“Guys, I’m getting bored here.”
Christian inclined his head towards the bed, still looking him in the eye. “Let’s go have sex.”
They walked to the bed, keeping a wary eye on each other, and lay on either side of Mila.
Mila smiled, giving them appreciative looks. “I’m the luckiest girl in the world.” Putting a hand on Alexander’s neck, she pulled him down into a kiss. Alexander obliged and kissed her for a few moments, gently and deeply, though his heart wasn’t really in it. He couldn’t concentrate while another guy was in their bed.
Mila ended the kiss and then pulled Christian to her lips.
Alexander watched them kiss for a moment before he leaned down and started kissing Mila’s neck and the side of her face, his lips nibbling along her jawline to her ear, teasing her lobe before his tongue tickled the sensitive hollow beneath.
Christian broke the kiss, and Alexander stared at his wet, red, slightly swollen lips just inches away.
“You have such girly lips,” he said before kissing Mila again, harder this time, sucking greedily on her lips.