Roomies Book Two: Quarantine (PolyLove)

Chapter 25: Not for the Faint of Heart

Chapter 25: Not for the Faint of Heart

(A/N This is where the poly gets real. Skip if you're not into it. But...if you're not, why are you reading this book?)

"Take your fucking clothes off!" Cameron pointed at each man in turn. His face was red with anger and desire.

In seconds Nate was naked and sitting at Cameron's feet. Ryan stood there, smirking, unmoved, and Diego rolled his eyes and shouted. "I told you, CAMERON, I'm NOT going to have SEX with you!"

Cameron strode towards the standing men, eyeing them up, gray eyes blazing. He grabbed Ryan's shirt and pulled it towards him, hard. "Take OFF your CLOTHES, RYAN!"

Cameron's husband breathed in heavily. His hazel eyes took in the gorgeous sight in front him. Cameron was normally so passive, so innocent, so calm. But when he was pissed, he radiated such a sexy and demanding aura. Ryan ripped his shirt off over his head, laughing. "You are so fucking hot when you're mad, Cameron!"

And then two naked men were on their knees, waiting.

Cameron let them drag him between them. Nate quickly unzipped Cameron's pants, and pulled down his boxers. And Ryan ran his hands up and down his beautiful husband's ass, already panting. Squeezing roughly.

And Diego just watched. Brown eyes locked with Cameron. Sneering.

Cameron pushed the men below him roughly away, and moved once again in front of Diego.

"You're not going to fuck me? Because I'm in love with you? I think you're a fucking coward. That's what I think. I think maybe all your talk about guilt and fidelity are mostly just to cover for the fact that you KNOW that once you fuck me, it's game over. You can never leave me again. You won't want to. You'll be MINE." Cameron hissed. He ran his hands up Diego's chest. And the taller man's face clenched, holding in a moan as Cameron raked his nails down. Nate appeared behind his husband and pulled his shirt up and over his head. Diego stood like a statue. Trying to move his eyes away from the boy he'd always wanted, standing naked in front of him, cock pink and perfect, smooth pale chest, small waist and hip bones ready for him to grab hold.

"Oh my god, babe," Nate whispered in his ear. "Just give it up. He's so perfect. It's everything you've always dreamed. And then a million times better. Being inside him is like fucking Heaven. You know how he smells so amazing? Inside him, he FEELS like that. Like that sweet overwhelming smell. And he tastes like that too. And when his mouth is on my dick, I think I'm going to die. Just...just let go."

Diego turned his head and kissed his husband, letting all his pent up sexual frustration out into that kiss, hands wrapping around to squeeze and pull at Nate's toned ass.

"Nope." Cameron intervened. Pulling Nate's hair out and down, until he was kneeling again at Cameron's feet. Ryan sat back, silently amused at the drama going on in front of him. "You can fuck him later. If you're not too tired from fucking me, that is."

"I told you, Cameron, I"m not going..."

"Shut up. You will. Right now. Tonight. You will fuck me. Stop lying. It's happening. Because I'm fucking done waiting for you to get your shit together."

The smaller man reached out his hand, but stopped, hovering just above the hard line in Diego's pants.

"Walk away. If you can." And Cameron waited. As Nate peppered kisses up and down his spine.

Diego didn't move. Just stood there. Glaring at Cameron.

"Ok. I gave you the chance to go. It's game on, loser." He ran a single finger slowly up and down the front of Diego, tracing the curve and hard lines. "You are going to finally give this to me. The way that you and I have both always dreamed. The way we both fantasized for years. But you don't need to worry about your promises to God or to your dad, because..." And here he stepped closer, taking one of Diego's large hands and placing it on his own dick, maneuvering it up and down, bringing his thick thumb over Cameron's head, trailing it through the precum on his pelvis, Cameron's hand on his the entire time. "Because it's not you fucking me...I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to ride the huge fucking dick in those pants, and you are going to sit there and take it. Because Cameron Tanner Moore is in fucking charge." And he pulled open Diego's belt, pushed down his jeans and boxers. All the while Diego couldn't let go of the one part of Cameron he'd never touched before. Squeezing and twisting his hands over Cameron's center.