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want you. Go home, Chay.” Bit tried to push away, but his words lacked heat.
    Damn, the man was stubborn. His body and heart said one thing and his mind said another. He was too analytical for his own good.
    Chay smiled. Bit was perfect. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. Stubborn, beautiful, funny, smart…he embodied everything Chay had ever wanted.
    “If you don’t want me, why are you so fucking hard?” Chay grabbed the harder-than-nails prick through Keaton’s jeans, proving his point. He wasn’t sure who moaned louder. Keaton was hard and, oh damn, Little Bit wasn’t small there. Chay squeezed, then started rubbing.
    Bit’s eyes closed and he pushed into the caress. “Because of your stupid pheromones. I hate your pheromones.”
    Chay chuckled and leaned into the younger man, pressing his small body up against the door. “My pheromones hate you too.” He nuzzled Bit’s neck, nipping and licking.
    Bit nuzzled back, and there was that sweet little whine again. Letting go of Keaton’s cock, he fumbled with Bit’s pants. He had to feel that hard, hot prick with no barrier. He got the jeans unfastened and pushed them down past Bit’s hips.
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    Keaton gasped, pulling back and blinking up at Chay.
    He pulled back too, looking down at the thick cock he’d revealed. He moaned, unable to help it. Keaton was every bit as big as he was, and Chay wasn’t a small man by anyone’s standards. He couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not. It was very aesthetically pleasing though.
    He’d never considered dicks pretty, but Bit’s was. Long, thick, an enticing reddish tint to it and curving toward his belly just slightly. His pubes were the same beautiful platinum color as on his head.
    Chay wrapped his hand around the pretty prick, sliding it up and back down, lightly, before gripping it more firmly. His own cock jerked inside his too-tight jeans. He’d done this before, to his college roommate, but it hadn’t been this exciting.
    Bit’s cock throbbed in his hand, already leaking precome.
    Knowing Bit was this hard all because of him was a powerful aphrodisiac. Hell, Keaton himself was a freaking turn on. Everything about the man called to Chay. Keaton made him want things he’d never wanted to admit, even to himself.
    Bit squirmed, his eyes wide, the whites swallowed up by blue, his wolf eyes. “Chay?”
    Chay kept stroking. Slow and easy at first, then faster as Bit’s hips surged forward, fucking his hand. He captured Keaton’s mouth, his tongue pushing deep, plunging in and out to the rhythm his hand set.
    His teeth stung his gums as his canines lengthened. He needed relief bad, but he wasn’t going to let go of Bit long enough to get it. He had Keaton right where he wanted him, squirming, panting and moaning. It was the sexiest thing Chay had ever witnessed. He couldn’t remember being this hot for anyone else…ever. He’d never lost control of his wolf side with anyone but Bit. No woman had ever made his teeth and eyes change. He pressed himself to Keaton’s side, grinding his cock against Keaton’s hip as he continued to pump Bit’s dick.
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    Bit was getting close. His movements were erratic, his heart had sped up and his moans grew louder. Finally, Bit pulled back. His eyes locked to Chay’s. His back arched against the door and a guttural groan ripped from his chest as he came.
    The sharp scent of semen filled the air as Bit spurted on Chay’s hand and wrist. Bit slid down the door, sitting, panting.
    Chay bit his bottom lip, his balls drawing impossibly tight at the sight of Keaton sprawled at his feet, jeans open, prick hanging out, drops of cum still clinging to it…to his jeans and the bottom of his shirt as well.
    Fuck, the man is sexy. Chay rested his head against the door. He was too close and he did not want to drive home in squishy pants. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, concentrating on the cool door beneath his head.
    He wasn’t sure how long he stayed there, but a rustling sounded below him and then Bit’s fingers started working the fastenings on his pants. “Bit, what—”
    Keaton tugged his pants and boxers to his knees in one motion. Then his cock was engulfed in moist heat. “Oh shit.”
    Bit grabbed his ass, encouraging him to move. Bit slipped half of him into his mouth, and pulled back before taking more in. It felt damned good. This was going to be the