"Wanna watch Teddy and I fuck?"

Before Tommy can respond, Teddy takes a step away from Billy, "Wait, what?"

Billy rolls his eyes, "Ugh. Teddy, are you really going to freeze up on me again and again? We talked about this."

"We talked about having sex more frequently. Not in front of your brother--twin brother, no less!"

"He can take it." Billy says, sultry sliding up to Tommy and wrapping his arms around his neck. Tommy kept his poker face, but instinctively held Billy by the waist.

"I'm talking about me," says Teddy, not even noticing Tommy. "I'm the one who doesn't want to do it."

"I want to get watched while someone fucks me," growls Billy, grinding into Tommy. Tommy stifles a moan, his grip hardening intensely on Billy's waist. Teddy still didn't notice. Billy bitterly wonders if the big oaf was distracted by something shiny. "Teddy, are you gonna fuck me, or do I have to go find someone else to do it? I know Nate's home. Elijah's home. That's just off the top of my head; I'm sure there are more."

Teddy is flabbergasted.