It was unusual for Wes and Assa to invite a play partner to their home, but Olin was fully vetted and they felt safe with him. The academic phenom was in town to give a lecture at Warburton Province State University, where Wes taught in the history department and Assa worked as a lab technician.
The three of them had shared a lunch table in the cafeteria. This turned into an afternoon touring the university grounds and eventually, an evening getting drinks at a local bar.
As night descended, Wes and Assa offered Olin a guest spot in their bed, explaining that their marriage was open. Not everyone was cool having sex with couples, but he had enthusiastically accepted their invitation.
They had been in the living room for half an hour, eager enough that they never made it to the bedroom. They’d shed their clothing while sharing sloppy three-way kisses and intimate touches. After ten minutes of that, Wes had installed himself in the lounge chair. To watch.
He wasn’t sure how the night would go when they got started, but he was very on board with the way things had progressed.
Wes and Assa were flexible with their encounters, never having a script for how they unfolded. They had been married for a year—it had been two since they’d opened their relationship—and they generally let their instincts guide them. The only actual rule they had regarding their non-monogamy was that they always had sex with the other present.
But presence didn’t necessarily equal participation. Often, Wes was content to simply watch as others serviced and worshipped Assa. Or when those men got to experience his husband’s exceptional talents.
Olin gasped as Assa brought him to the edge again.
Wes released a small laugh when Assa smiled wickedly around the alpha’s cock, pulling off to tug lightly on his balls, denying his release.
“Stars, you’re gonna kill me,” Olin said, running a gentle hand along Assa’s jaw. “But I’ll die happy.”
Wes stroked his own erection, shivering when the alpha’s low growl filled the room.
Olin stared heatedly at Wes’s rigid shaft. “You gonna join us?”
“I like to watch. Soon, though.”
Observing from the chair was good for the moment. Assa radiated happiness, and nothing did it for Wes like his husband’s joy. The last time they’d been with other people was a month ago, when they met up with another beta couple at a hotel for the weekend. That was a sexy encounter—hot and heavy and lasting long enough that Wes topped all three men. But as much as Wes liked those energetic sessions with strangers, there was something especially intimate about being in his own home with someone they had spent the day with.
“Let him come, sweetheart,” Wes instructed. “I want to see it.”
Assa winked before swallowing Olin’s cock to the root and using his hands to fondle the man’s generous sac.
“Fuck!” Olin cried out. His thighs quivered. He was getting close.
“Let me see it,” Wes ordered again.
Assa pulled off Olin’s cock and stroked it firmly. The alpha came with a roar, shooting all over his stomach and chest. Bending forward, Assa lapped up the pearly liquid, continuing to jerk his own dick.
Wes went into the bathroom and returned with a dampened cloth. He cleaned off Olin, finishing by giving the man a drawn-out kiss, tangling their tongues together. Olin’s muscles tensed beneath him, reminding Wes of everything he liked about being with alphas, particularly the power they held so carefully in check.
Assa hissed out a breath. “It is so hot watching you guys kiss.”
Wes smirked as he pulled back from Olin’s mouth. “I’d say it was even hotter watching you suck him off.” He angled to kiss his husband, tasting the alpha’s salty release on his lips.
“Well,” Olin breathed out, “theactualhottest thing is me being here right now. I am so glad I said yes to giving a guest lecture on the beta decrees in the old provinces.”
Wes and Assa chuckled.
“How can I make you guys come?” Olin asked.
“I’d like to fuck my husband,” Wes said. “Do you want to help me get him ready?”
“Fuck, yes I do.”
Wes and Olin spent the next ten minutes tonguing and fingering Assa’s hole until he was begging to be filled. The alpha was a vocal audience as Assa rode Wes to completion, squeezing the cum from his cock with his tight hole before shooting his load onto his chest.
Although Olin was good company, and the sex a pleasurable diversion, by the time they’d cleaned up, Wes was more than ready to kiss the alpha goodnight and send him on his way.
Perhaps someday they would meet a man they had a real connection with, someone they wanted to keep for longer than a night or two. They had already agreed that they would be open to it if it happened. But it never had.
