Another Night in Phoenix (MM)

Ethan resisted for a moment but no longer than that, his lips parting to let Phoenix's tongue explore his mouth, and then kissing him back fiercely.

Phoenix wound his arms around him, pulled him in tight against, him, rubbing their bodies together and sliding his thigh between Ethan's legs, where he could feel his hardness pressing against his leg.

Taylor exchanged a glance with Phoenix, one that Phoenix found hard to read. There was a kind of congratulatory note implicit in it for getting them out of a tight spot, but there was something else there. Jealousy, perhaps?

Taylor slipped his arm around Ethan's waist and went in for his own kiss, biting his lips and running his tongue across his teeth. The blond looked like he was about to cream his pants on the spot. He whimpered.

Phoenix grinned at Taylor. He was rock-hard again now, getting off on the sight of Taylor making out with this cute guy.

He went back to the bed and patted it, but Ethan didn't need an invitation. Entwined in Taylor's muscular arms, he fell down beside Phoenix, who ran his hands admiringly across Ethan's tight abs, pushing up his T-shirt.

He and Taylor were more used to double-teaming with girls, rather than guys, so this was a novelty, and Phoenix was determined to make the most of it. His earlier boredom was now forgotten, and they had at least an hour before soundcheck.