Damaged Goods (MxM - BOOK FIVE)

Chapter Twelve

Dimitri had given him a lot to think about by the time Tyler finally crawled into bed that night. It was crazy to think this was only the second time he'd slept in this bed, so much had happened in such a short time.

He stripped down to his boxer briefs and climbed in under the light covers. It was still summer, and the cooling system in the terrace house wasn't so good that he could do more than cover up for decency sake.

He looked over as he laid there and saw Dimitri strip off completely. The Personal Trainer even removed his underwear, kicking them off carelessly before lowering himself down on top of his still made bed.

It struck Tyler how casually Dimitri did this and how little thought he seemed to have about whether it would make Tyler uncomfortable.

It didn't, of course, but it set his mind to think about how Jack might view this scenario.

He wondered what Jack had felt the first time he had met Dimitri.

The Personal Trainer was jostling his manhood and separating his balls from his legs which must be clammy from his shower and subsequent car ride. He looked over at Tyler and their eyes connected right before he reached up with a muscled arm and flicked his light switch off, which they both had above their beds.

The room was plunged into darkness. He could hear Dimitri chuckling and wondered briefly, 'what now?'

"I suppose that's fair and reasonable," Dimitri told him through the silent absence of light, and Tyler could just make out a glint in his eyes and a flash of white teeth in the darkness.

Tyler watched him speculatively as his eyes adjusted further. He could see Dimitri's outline against the white backdrop of the wall behind him, but details escaped him for the time being.

"What's that?" Tyler asked him, carefully pulling back the covers to let whatever touch of coolness there might be coming from the air vent; lick at his skin.

"Well last night I got to see you in your birthday clothes, spread eagle on the bed..." he trailed off, and Tyler grimaced in the darkness.

He hadn't forgotten about that.

"And tonight I got to see Daniel spread your eagle?" Tyler teased him jocularly.

Dimitri laughed loudly. Apparently, it was funnier then Tyler had meant it to be.

"That must have been a sight," Dimitri's laughter wore off, "you seemed to take it in your stride?"

Tyler shrugged, realising the gesture probably couldn't be seen, he offered a non-committal, "it's not like I haven't seen gay pornography before."

"Really?" That seemed to pique Dimitri's interest, "what were you doing looking at gay porn?"

"I dunno..." Tyler sighed, staring back at him through the darkness, "I knew I was straight when I did it."

"Curiosity?" Dimitri pressed him.

"Wishful thinking," Tyler admitted, and he knew he sounded defeated when he said it.

There was silence for a moment, and he was just beginning to think that Dimitri had fallen asleep on him when the tentative question came at him through the dark.

"Wishful thinking for your mate, Jack?"

Tyler contemplated pretending he'd fallen asleep during that silence, but they'd shared so much already. It occurred to him now that they still had a lot they could share.

Especially now that he was wise to Dimitri's motives.

Witnessing the making of gay porn tonight hadn't bothered him nearly as much as he expected. Ok the contrary, he felt being a heterosexual and, surprisingly, having Daniel Hennessy there, made it that much easier to take in.