Ronowski hit Day in his shoulder and they both laughed hysterically at the almost five-year-old memory.
“Why don’t you guys bring the fun out here?” Johnson yelled at them from outside the door.
Day grabbed Ronowski’s arm before he could turn the doorknob.
“Ro, nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen. Hell, even if you just want to sit in a corner and watch… that’s fine too.” Day slowly pulled Ronowski against his hard cock and rubbed it against him. Ronowski’s eyes slid closed as he licked his pink lips. “Or you could get in that bed and fuck me like you’ve wanted to for four years.”
Ronowski’s eyes got as large as saucers. “Really? I could do you?”
Day gave him a sly smile and brought Ronowski’s hand to his cock and pressed into it. “I like that idea very much.”
Ronowski grabbed Day’s hand and practically threw him out the bathroom door. “Well hell, that’ll be worth an ass whippin’ from God.”
Both of them stumbled out the door and Day ran into the back of Ronowski when he stopped abruptly, his mouth hanging wide open at the sight in front of them.
“Holy shit.” Day breathed. “I think I’m about to come.”
God and Johnson were both on the large bed. God had Johnson pinned underneath him, his large body wedged between Johnson’s raised knees. God had one large hand on his throat and the other hand held a hand full of light brown hair, controlling the kiss. Day watched the muscles in God’s back ripple as he thrust hard against Johnson, making the big man release an angry growl.
“Ugh, dammit. Fuck you, God. Feel so fuckin’ good,” Johnson groaned with little venom. He turned from God’s mouth and looked at both of them standing just a few feet from the bed. “Come here.”
God slid off Johnson and let Ronowski climb onto the bed and settle on top of his lover. Johnson held him close to him. “You all right, Ro? You say the word and we’ll go home right now and get in my bed—”
Ronowski silenced Johnson by leaning in and kissing him softly on his lips. “No. I want to stay. Besides, Day said I could fuck him.” Ronowski grinned.
“Oh did he now?” God grumbled and pulled a smiling Day on top of him. Each of them lying with their lovers.
They kissed their men, passionate moans filling the air. Day and Ronowski were back to back while the couples kissed. Day reached his hand behind him and felt for Ronowski’s bubble ass. He messaged it roughly while he continued to kiss God. Day soon turned around and tapped Ronowski on his shoulder, making the man slow Johnson’s kiss and turn to face him.
Day and Ronowski were so close that Day could feel the rapid heartbeat beneath his T-shirt. Day grabbed at the hem of the shirt and pulled it up over Ronowski’s head and tossed it to the floor. Day smiled when he saw Ronowski’s perky pink nipples were pierced with tiny gold barbells.
“No fucking way. How long have you had these?” Day flicked one of the shiny balls, making Ronowski shutter.
The smile the man gave him was absolutely gorgeous. “A month after I saw yours.”
Day frowned at trying to remember.
“You had just come out of the shower at work. You had a towel around your waist and I saw them. I watched the water run down your chest before you pulled off the towel and began to dry yourself off. My dick went rock hard, so fucking hard I could barely breathe. I was so mad at you that the next day, I threw your coffee machine in the trash.” Ronowski buried his head in Day’s shoulder.
Day reined in his laughter but God and Johnson kept cracking up.
“That was you, you little bastard. I wanted to kill someone that day. No one knew what the fuck happened to it.” Day bit Ronowski on his chest making them both laugh again.
Ronowski had the decency to look embarrassed. When they all stopped laughing and Day rubbed the small nubs until they were nice and erect Ronowski looked at him seriously. “I’ve been attracted to you since day one. It pissed me off, too, because you saw right through all the homophobic bullshit. I never wanted you to be my boyfriend, though, you talk too much.” Ronowski grinned when Day sucked his teeth at him. “But you’ve become a good friend over this last month. So I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’m crazy about you, Day… ya know, in a you’re-cool-but-don’t-want-to-date-you-just-fuck-you kind of way.”
Day lightly griped Ronowski behind his neck and pulled those pretty lips to his mouth. “I’m crazy about you too,” Day whispered into Ronowski’s mouth before he slid his tongue in for his first taste. The moan Ronowski released against Day’s mouth was sinful. Day was hard as hell, his dick could probably snap in half right now. Day brought Ronowski’s thigh up over his hip and ground against him with a ferocity that had all of them moaning.