Bad Boy Billionaires 3 : The Vegas Shark(55)

Treston didn't say this aloud, but he wished he'd thought of doing this when he'd been performing the act alone. Because when The Star Spangled Banner began and the ping-pong balls began to soar through the air, a few of the older men actually placed their hands over their hearts and stood at attention. And as if this wasn't enough, when the part about the rockets' red glare and the bombs bursting through air played, they pulled the triggers faster and not only got a standing ovation from everyone in the house, but a few men stood at attention and saluted them. From the corner of his eye, Treston saw Chickey saluting while tears streamed down his face. Not many people knew he'd been to Vietnam.

When the show ended and they were backstage changing into their street clothes, Lyon grabbed Treston while they were still in their underwear and hugged him. "Buddy, that was the best show I've ever done. I could feel the energy coming from them. It was fucking outrageous, man. I've never felt such a high in my life."

Treston kissed him on the cheek and said, "I told you that you would be wonderful." He would miss Lyon most of all. They'd said they would keep in touch, but Treston was old enough to know this didn't happen most of the time. People moved away, moved on, and drifted apart. And Cooper didn't seem eager to get to know Treston's friends at the club.

Lyon held Treston closer and rubbed his back. "I couldn't have done it without you. I want you to have all the tips from tonight's show." Chickey always let the guys keep their tips.

Treston shook his head and said, "No. You're keeping the money and I don't want a penny. You have a wife and a kid coming soon."

J.D. was changing in front of the locker directly across from where they were hugging. He was trying to pack his big dick into a skimpy pair of white briefs. He sent them a smirk and said, "Why don't you two just fuck and get it over with? You're making me sick to my stomach already." He sounded sarcastic, but Treston noticed a hint of jealousy in his tone. J.D. had never received so many tips or that kind of applause on his best night, not even with his monster cock.

Treston held Lyon closer and rested his head on his chest. He glanced at J.D. and said, "Get your mind out of the gutter. My friendship with Lyon is one of the most important things in the world to me and neither one of us would ever take advantage of that."

Lyon's hand went down. J.D couldn't see this from where he was getting dressed. At the same time he squeezed Treston's ass he kissed him on the mouth-with his tongue.

A second later, Treston whispered so no one else could hear him. "What was that all about?"

"Just a show of affection to let you know how much I'm going to miss you. And if I ever do turn gay, I'm coming right after you because you're the sweetest little guy I've ever met. You're also the hottest little guy I've ever met, too."

Treston felt Lyon's erection against his thigh and he wasn't sure how to respond. In all the time they'd been friends, nothing like this had ever happened. They'd joked around a lot but never anything serious. He figured it really was a show of affection, so he reached down slowly so J.D. wouldn't see and grabbed Lyon's dick. He laughed and said, "That's about the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. But you'd better calm down, dude. If anyone else sees this they are going to get the wrong idea. I don't think I've ever seen you this hard."




 

 

Lyon made a soft gasping noise and he held Treston closer. "If you don't let go of my dick, man, we're both going to be in deep shit."

Treston knew everyone was busy; no one could see what he was doing. As lightly as he could, he eased Lyon's erection out of his underwear and continued to stroke him. "They'll never know." He knew what he was doing was wrong. He wasn't in love with Lyon and the deepest emotional attachment he had to him was based on friendship. But he couldn't deny the huge ego boost he'd received in knowing he could get a straight guy this excited. It made him feel powerful, as if he could do the impossible.

"Seriously," Lyon said. He started to laugh. "You're getting me close." He started bucking his hips a little.

Treston continued to stroke him. "It's for your own good."

Lyon could barely speak by then. "H-h-how is this for my own good?"

"It's the perfect way to get rid of an erection." He gripped him tighter and stroked faster. He glanced over to see what the other guys were doing and he knew they were still safe. J.D. was digging through the bottom of his locker and the other guys were arguing about whether or not sparkles should be used by male strippers.

"Oh fuck," Lyon said. "I can't hold back. You gotta let go right now. Seriously."