“What about sex?” Joey asked quietly.
Thrown, Brenn took a second to answer. “What about it?”
Joey’s gaze very slowly and very deliberately travelled down to Brenn’s groin, his lips turning up into a smirk. “Want to do the dirty with me?”
“Do the…?” Brenn guessed he looked like a deer caught in headlights right then, because Joey’s smirk turned into a grin, which disarmed Brenn even more. “Are you in any shape for that?”
Joey blinked then sighed. “Probably not, but that doesn’t mean I can’t suck you off.”
“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t given it some thought.”
Brenn groaned, because he had given it a lot of thought, but he had more control than that. “I’m not going to do anything that can hurt you, Joey.”
“Going down on you is not going to hurt me.” Joey tipped his head to the side, his mouth twisting into a sly smile. “You can at least let me try.”
The idea of Joey’s full lips and tongue on him had Brenn’s cock filling and straining against the zip of his jeans. He bit back on a low moan, trying to hide his arousal, but guessing he hadn’t succeeded when Joey grinned again.
“Get in the shower,” Brenn growled before he changed his mind and agreed to Joey’s proposal.
“Coming in with me? A bit hard to soap me up otherwise.” Joey’s eyes were bright and filled with humor. Brenn had to suppress a grin of his own. If there was one thing he was quickly learning about Joey it was that he rarely let anything put him down for long, bouncing back with humor and his unending capacity to flirt. It was infectious, and Brenn was easily swayed.
“I’ll have to strip.”
“I know.” Joey’s smile was hot. “It’ll give me something to look at.”
Brenn wasn’t stepping over the line; he was jumping over it with a pole vault. Not even sure why he was doing this, knowing it was going to cause him more grief than pleasure, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it down his arms.
Joey whistled. “Now that’s something worth looking at.”
Brenn didn’t need to inspect his body to know what Joey was talking about. Naturally big, he’d deliberately kept in shape making sure his muscles were well defined and his stomach remained flat. “You like?” he asked, not averse to using a little flirting of his own by running a hand over his chest and abs.
“Jesus, if I could get horny, I would.”
“You haven’t seen all of me yet.” Brenn undid the button of his jeans and slowly lowered the zip. It was probably mean to do this but Joey seemed to want it, and right then, Brenn was willing to do whatever Joey wanted. Sliding the denim down his legs he kicked off his shoes and socks then hooked his thumbs inside the waistband of his briefs.
“Sure?” he asked Joey who was watching him avidly. Joey made a flapping motion with his hand for Brenn to continue. Brenn grinned and got naked.
“Holy crap!” Joey’s eyes went wide and Brenn couldn’t help feeling a little smug.
A solid nine inches, thick and hard, Brenn’s cock stood out from a fine matt of blond curls. His balls felt heavy and full despite him having unloaded them a couple of hours before coming to see Joey.
“Can I touch?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Brenn backed up a step as Joey moved closer.
“Aw, come on, just a little one.”
“Get off and get in the shower.”
“Spoilsport,” Joey mumbled, but he did as Brenn asked and eased under the warm spray.