A Meeting Amongst Friends

Genesis and Jaxson were up out of their seats yelling like maniacs when the Redskins threw an interception on fourth down and the Falcons defensive end ran it back for a touchdown, taking the game into overtime. Living in Atlanta, most of them were Falcons fans, but Johnson was a Redskins fan and it’d made this game so much more fun than Day had imagined. Ronowski was more of a baseball fan, just like Day, but he was rooting for the Redskins along with his man.

When Ronowski and Johnson arrived together Day had welcomed them into his home. There was no longer any tension between them and after several nights of pool and wings at Henry’s they’d become good friends. Ronowski was now comfortable discussing pretty much anything with Day, including sex. When Day told Ronowski to pull on Johnson’s balls while he sucked him off, he’d turned so red he thought the guy’s face was going to explode.

Day was spooning some more homemade guacamole into a bowl when he heard footsteps approaching him. He turned just as Ronowski slid up beside him, dipped his finger in the dip, and shoved it in his mouth.

“Mmm. Slide that finger in your mouth again and pump it in and out this time,” Day growled.

“Are you always so sexual?” Ronowski laughed at him.

“Yes,” Day said with complete seriousness. “I mean… have you seen my boyfriend? Yes, Ro, I’m thinking about sex all. The. Time.”

Ronowski caught Day's arm when he moved to take the dip back to the guys. Day stared at him for a few seconds but he wasn’t saying anything. Day had come to know Ronowski pretty well over the weeks they'd been partnered together while Seasel healed. Day set the bowl down on the counter and pulled the confused man into his arms. Ronowski slowly brought his arms up and put them around Day’s neck. Day leaned back against the island and let Ronowski rest against him.

“Why are you holding me like this?” Ronowski said, his eyes focused on the buttons on Day’s pullover.

“Because you want me to,” Day said back. “What’s on your mind?”

“I’m not hitting on you, Day.” Ronowski pulled back a little.

Day squeezed tighter. He tilted Ronowski’s chin up so the man was looking at him. “First off… I know that. Second, you know who I belong to and I don’t think you’re suicidal. Third, I know you love Johnson. So, I figured you might need a hug.” Day laughed.

Ronowski smiled shyly. “I don’t know if I do. I mean he’s really cool and we have so much fun together. He’s always coming up with this off-the-wall shit to do on our dates… like fucking bungee jumping or rock climbing! He’s really funny and chill, ya know.”

Day linked his fingers at the small of Ronowski’s back and rubbed his thumb soothingly against the firm muscles while he listened. “So what’s the problem, babe?”

“We were in bed last night and I was kind of almost asleep but not fully, and I felt him kiss me on my temple and he whispered that he loved me. I think he thought I was asleep.” Ronowski worried his bottom lip while fidgeting with the collar of Day’s shirt.

“You do love him though?” Day said it like it was a question and waited on the beautiful man to answer. Day watched Ronowski’s crystal-blue eyes look up at his ceiling before focusing back on him. Long, dark eyelashes fluttered up and down while he appeared deep in thought. His lips were naturally rosy pink and supple, a gay man’s dick-sucking-fantasy lips. Ronowski wore a little gel in his hair with the front flipped up in a messy, tousled way. Hell, no wonder Johnson was in love after only a month.

“I don’t know, Leo. How do you know when you love a man?” Ronowski blew an annoyed breath.

“Love is all the same, baby boy.” Day smirked. He’d been calling Ronowski baby boy ever since the first question he’d asked Day about sex. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a man, woman, or hermaphrodite. Love is love darlin’. Let me put it to you this way; if you get a crazy feeling in your gut just from hearing his voice, then you know, if you can’t wait to see him even though you've been apart less than twenty-four hours… then you know, if you find yourself doing anything in your power to make him smile, then you know. But the ultimate test to know whether you’re in love or not, is to imagine that person suddenly taken away from you forever. If that thought makes you damn near tear up and want to run and put your arms around them and hold ’em close to you, then you damn well know you’re in love.”

“Holy fuck,” Ronowski whispered and blinked rapidly. “I’m in love. Jesus. For the first time in my whole damn life.”

Day couldn’t help the smile that formed on his lips. He didn’t know if other people would be happy for them, but he sure was. He’d been trying to drag Ronowski out of the closet for four years. Now finally, here he was in love with a man. Day squinted and studied the pretty man carefully while Ronowski stared curiously at him.

“What?” Day smirked. “You just realized you’re in love with me too?”

“You’re an asshole.” He laughed and plucked Day’s ear. “No, I’m not in love with you, but I’m glad you’re… my… friend,” he said slowly while arching one dark blond brow.

“Yeah, Ro. I’m your friend.” Day laid a chaste kiss on those colorful lips and Ronowski puckered up and kissed him back.

“Ummm, bro, and J. You guys might want to come in here, because your boyfriends are in here getting down and dirty with each other.” Genesis’s deep voice yelled from the entrance to the kitchen.

Day shook his head and threw the closest object he could reach at Genesis while the kid laughed, grabbed the dip off the counter, and ran past God and Johnson back into the living room.

“Damn. Is it me or do they look fuckin’ hot together?” Johnson nodded toward them while leaning against the refrigerator after pulling out another beer.

“Don’t get any ideas in that twisted, perverted head of yours, Johnson.” God laughed but Day didn’t miss the sly wink he threw the man before he kissed Day passionately while he still hung onto Ronowski.

Day moaned and kissed his lover back for several seconds before pulling back. There was no denying the hard cock he felt pressed against him while God ravaged his mouth, but the sight before him now was nothing short of exhilaratingly sexy.

Ronowski’s body was still pressed against him, his pelvis thrusting gently, of its own accord while his head was thrown back and resting on Johnson’s chest, the big man kissing and licking all over Ronowski’s pink lips. Johnson’s mouth worked its way down to Ronowski’s ear and sucked on the fleshy earlobe, flicking the gold hoop that was pierced through it. Ronowski let out the sexiest moan and Day couldn’t stop his body’s reaction. He pulled Ronowski’s cock firmly against his own and thrust back. Day looked into the eyes of his lover waiting for any sign of anger or refusal, but was surprised as hell to see lust and excitement in God’s electric green irises. God leaned in and sucked on Day’s neck just like Johnson was doing to Ronowski.

Their lust was rudely interrupted when they heard Jaxson boo one of the post-game announcer’s comments. Day pulled back and looked into Johnson’s eyes over Ronowski’s shoulder. Ronowski’s half-lidded eyes were fixed on God’s chest. No one spoke. There were only heated gazes, panting breaths and painful erections. Johnson broke the silence first with a very direct question.

“What’s the verdict, God?”

Everyone turned and looked at Day’s huge lover. For some reason, they needed God to say okay to whatever the hell this was.

God gently massaged the back of Day’s neck and lowered his head to whisper in his ear, something meant for him and him alone. When God pulled back, Day let a wide seductive smile play across his face before asking Ronowski and Johnson, “You guys got plans tonight?”