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moans only increased in intensity and the hand on his cock sped up.
    “Oh, Fuck, Lark! Coming, baby. Coming!”
    With that, Zak gave one last lunging thrust into Lark’s mouth and cried out his release. Brody watched as Lark swallowed Zak’s seed down in deep, desperate gulps while Lark’s cock exploded over the floor Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    between them in long streams of pearly white cum.
    When Zak opened his eyes to look down at Lark, who still knelt at his feet, Brody stumbled back, terrified of being caught and mortified that he had watched the private moment between the lovers. He tried to turn around to make a break for it, but his clumsy, hurried movements sent him crashing into a mobile workbench. Before he could regain his feet, Zak’s sharp call stopped Brody in his tracks. Brody knew what he’d done was very wrong, and he desperately wanted to run away and hide, but doing so would be the ultimate in cowardice. And he refused to be thought of as a coward.
    “Brody!” Zak shouted again as he stepped out of the office, his hands still finishing the last of the buttons on his fly.
    Lark hovered at his side, nervously looking back and forth between them.
    “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to—”
    “It’s okay, Brody,” Lark said softly.
    Lark reached up to stroked Zak’s chest soothingly with his small, pale hand then stretched his hand out to Brody. For a second, Brody had the distinct impression Lark was trying to include him, almost like the smaller man really wanted him to be there. But then Lark hesitated, as if unsure of how the gesture would be received.
    “Are you all right?” Zak asked in a low, serious rumble.
    “I…ah…sure. I mean…” Brody struggled as he tried to get the right words marshalled together and out of his mouth without making a fool of himself. “Yeah I’m…fine…I just…I just lost my wallet.”
    “Oh!” Lark cried, stepping back into the office and beginning to search the floor while Brody and Zak continued to stare at each other. “Let’s see…it probably just fell out…”
    As Lark continued to babble behind them like a happy little brook while he searched, the silence between Brody and Zak stretched out. Looking into Zak’s intense changeable green-brown eyes before lingering over the shadow of stubble on his cheeks, Brody found himself wanting to reach out to run his hand down the side of the man’s face. He wanted to feel the coarseness of it against his fingers.
    “Ah! Found it,” Lark cried in triumph. He returned holding up Brody’s battered wallet.
    Brody reached to take it from Lark’s hands, being careful not to touch them. He tried not to remember watching them caress Zak’s thighs. Or seeing them hold Zak’s hips while Lark’s mouth worked at his lover’s cock. Or the desperate desire Brody had felt to join them.
    “I…um…thanks,” Brody murmured, not sure what to do now. His body wanted him to step forward, wrap his arms around Lark, lean into Zak. His mind was in complete chaos and no help at all. His sense of self-preservation was telling him to run.
    “I’ll walk you out and lock up behind you,” Zak suggested, breaking the awkward silence.
    “Zak—” Lark began, but Zak cut him off again.
    “I’ll be back in a minute, Lark. Just…I won’t be long.”

    Zak strode away and Brody had no choice but to follow along. With one last glance at Lark, who mouthed ‘it’ll be okay’, Brody followed Zak to the front door.
    As Zak held open the door, Brody paused and looked up into the big man’s eyes.
    “I’m sorry. I—”
    “It’s okay, Brody. We’ll see you tomorrow,” Zak said solemnly.
    “Wait!” Lark called out as he hurried towards them.
    “Lark…” Zak warned, but Lark waved him off and stepped up to put a hand on Brody’s arm.
    “It really is okay, Brody.”
    Lark’s eyes where more serious than Brody had ever seen them in the short time he’d known