Page 17 of All of Us

I thought about the blow jobs we traded before I left on this trip. I’ve let him guide us through each step, and I couldn’t deny I was excited by us moving on to something more. He was inexperienced, but he was a natural with a cock in his mouth, and I looked forward to giving him lots of practice.

Knowing he flirted with the cowboy aroused me and made me jealous at the same time. I had only ever had feelings for one man, but I knew something was happening with Joe, and I had to stop it or lean into it.

Showing him the wonderful things that are part of being with a man was a gift he had given me. For some reason, I wanted him to share what he had learned with another man. He needed to see how much power he held over his partner. Joe didn’t know he could use what he now knew to make a man beg. And men begging is hot as hell, Joe should experience that..

I shook my head. My thoughts were crazy.

I could never give myself to someone like Joe, because even though I hadn’t seen him in twelve years, my heart still belonged to my first love. As soon as I graduated, I tried to find him, but he wasn’t at any of the ranches in Alabama. My heart still hurt when I thought about him.

I had decided to get over Jacob by spending years throwing myself at men. Montgomery Wilson, the lead singer of DRACO, had been one of those men. When I was delivered to his room, he turned me down because he no longer wanted to hook up with randoms. Montgomery wanted to find his forever person.

Without telling anybody, including most of his bandmates, we agreed to be fake boyfriends for the remainder of his tour. During that time, we became friends, and I ultimately became his personal assistant, which brought me to where I am now.

It surprised me that Joe was the first person to touch my heart. Joe was such a sweet, wonderful man, incredibly talented, kind, and funny. I knew he was everything any man would want as their partner. If we were together, it felt like I would hold him back, which made it easier for me to nudge him toward someone else—plus thinking about him with someone else turned me on. That was a kink I didn’t even know I had.

Arthur, Montgomery, and I had a quick meeting.

“Joe signed the contract to go with us to some of the concerts?”

Being reminded that Joe would be on the road with us caused my heart to thump a little extra.

“Oh, I’m glad he did. What do you want me to do about accommodations?” Mont asked me.

“Would you be willing to share a suite with him? That would allow him to get the flow of how a concert weekend works?” Arthur asked, clearly concerned it would be an inconvenience.

If I looked directly at Arthur, what happened between his brother and me would be written all over my face.

“Um. Yeah. Sure.” I said, while focused on my coffee cup.

“He can decide what he wants to do after the first few. It’s a big favor, I know, but I trust you with my baby brother.”

I swallowed hard, and a lump formed in my chest. The excitement I felt about sharing a room with his brother overrode any guilt I might have felt about possibly betraying his trust. Giving his brother orgasms was most definitely taking good care of him.

“You bet I will make sure he is happy and comfortable. Anything else?” Arthur and Mont were starting to make googly eyes at each other, which was answer enough. As soon as I got into my room, I picked up my phone.

DUSTY

Hope you don’t mind sharing a room with me the first few times you travel with us.

JOE

Mind? How did you pull that off?

DUSTY

Your brother insisted. Wants you to be comfortable.

JOE

Whatever will you do to make me comfortable?

DUSTY

I’ll figure something out.

JOE

Looking forward to it.