Page 16 of Cabin for Three


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He was dressed in one of my T-shirts and a pair of my plaid pajama pants, out of necessity since his clothes all needed to be washed. Meanwhile, Kel had put on one of my sweaters over his pajamas—just because he wanted to. It was huge on him, and he looked adorable. Seeing them wearing my clothes felt good, for reasons I couldn’t explain.

I kissed them both in turn, and Kel handed me a cup of coffee and said, “I hope you’re hungry, because we made way too much food. There are two dozen freshly baked cinnamon rolls with cream cheese icing, and about ten pounds of something Noah calls fancy taters. They’re something like potatoes O’Brien, but they involve cheese and grilled peppers, mushrooms, and onions, and they look delicious. All that’s left is to scramble some eggs and whip up Noah’s famous guacamole. It turns out that and sour cream are the finishing touches on the potatoes, and possibly the thing that makes them fancy.”

I leaned against the counter and murmured, “That all sounds delicious.”

Noah glanced over, then immediately stopped what he was doing and crossed the kitchen to me. After he set aside my coffee cup, he drew me into an embrace and asked, “Are you alright, baby?”

“I like that,” I mumbled, as I buried my face in his shoulder. “You calling me baby, I mean. And I’m fine. I just had a bad dream, and it’s taking me a minute to shake it off.”

Kel joined the embrace and asked, “Do you want to talk about it, Sonny?”

“It’s depressing,” I muttered.

“That’s okay,” Noah said, as he nuzzled my hair. “What did you dream about?”

“That people were throwing rocks at me in an old-fashioned town square, while my dad stood by and did nothing. Talk about being way too on the nose. My subconscious isn’t even remotely subtle. The only surprising part was that my dad wasn’t throwing stones with everyone else.”

“You don’t have to come out,” Kel blurted. “That’s what it signified, right? The backlash you’re afraid will happen if you go public. But if you’re not ready—”

I interrupted with, “Let’s not talk about this now. Please? It’s a beautiful day, and we’re together in an amazing place. Can we just enjoy it? That would mean a lot to me.”

“Of course.” Kel’s smile didn’t quite chase the worry out of his eyes.

* * *

Eventually, the dream faded, and the rest of the morning went exactly as I’d hoped. After a delicious breakfast, we built up the fire and lounged around in our pajamas, alternately talking, reading, and just relaxing. Then around noon, we got ready to go for a walk.

I spent a little extra time in the bathroom and used the douching kit I’d brought along—just in case. Then I got dressed in sweats and sneakers, threw a few things in a backpack, and joined my boyfriends in the living room.

“I was going to ask if we should bring anything,” Kel said. “What did you pack?”

“Just the essentials. Three bottles of water, some protein bars, a gallon of lube.”

I flashed him a smile, and he chuckled and said, “Excellent. Sounds like we’re all set.” Then we headed out the door.

The cabin was at the top of a mountain overlooking a deep valley of lush green pines, and we followed a faint trail along the ridge line. It was still on the cold side, but we walked at a brisk pace, which warmed us right up.

After about twenty minutes, Kel took a seat on a boulder and announced, “I have a confession, which I’m sure will come as a big shock to both of you—I’m just not this outdoorsy. Also, my legs are shorter than yours, which pretty much means I’m taking a bunch more steps than either of you. Please tell me we’re not shooting for like, ten miles each way or something.”

I grinned at him and shook my head. “I had two objectives for this hike. The first was to get outside in the sunshine, and we’ve accomplished that. I’d be perfectly fine with heading back after we take a break.”

Kel nodded and said, “Excellent. What was your other objective?”

“So, this is just an idea. If you two aren’t in the mood right now, or in general, we don’t have to do it,” I said, as I took off the backpack and leaned on another boulder. “I was just thinking I’d love it if you both claimed me at the same time. It’d be fun if it happened outside, someplace like this where there’s no one around. I don’t want an audience. But I really like the idea of you two fucking me out in the open, both because it’s hot, and because it’s symbolic. It represents coming out of hiding, in a sense.”

They both looked surprised. Then Noah blurted, “God, yes,” and all but tackled me, which made me laugh.

“I’m so in,” Kel told us, while Noah kissed my jaw and my cock started to swell. “I hope you were serious about bringing along a gallon of lube.”

I reached for the backpack and explained that it wasn’t a gallon, but it was a full bottle. I’d also brought along a blanket, which Kel quickly spread out on the ground. We tumbled onto it, and I stripped myself completely while they licked and kissed and caressed me. When I got on all fours, Kel took the small pillow I’d brought along and positioned it under my bad knee. I looked up at him and smiled, and he caressed my cheek and asked, “Do you want us to be rough or gentle, Sonny?”

“Rough. Make me ache.” I topped ninety percent of the time, which was about how often Kel preferred to bottom. But every once in a while, I needed to surrender control, get on my knees, and take it. This was definitely one of those times.

He bent down and kissed me, and then he unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock, and slid it between my lips. I sucked him almost desperately while Noah positioned himself behind me and caressed my lower back. When he slapped my ass, I moaned with pleasure, so he slapped it a couple more times before running a fingertip between my cheeks. When he discovered a bit of lube, he murmured, “You prepped yourself for me, baby.” All I could manage was a grunt around Kel’s cock, but he got the message.

Noah worked me open with his fingers and a lot more lube before slowly pushing his thick cock into me. It was a hell of a tight fit, and I felt a sense of accomplishment when his hips pressed against my ass, indicating I’d taken all of him.

After sliding almost all the way out and plunging in again, Noah began to move in me. He began with shallow thrusts until he felt me relax and open for him. Then he began fucking me harder and harder, encouraged by my loud moans.

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