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Never in my wildest dreams could I have predicted I’d wake up with a new boyfriend and end the day talking about adding a girlfriend to the mix. But that’s the thing, having a boyfriendanda girlfriendismy wildest dream, so it’s not freaking me out.
If I hadn’t bumped into that couple who wanted to find a third person, I might not be as open to the idea of trying to bring Becca into this. Their desire opened my eyes, and made the whole thing seem less taboo. I didn’t necessarily think it would be realistic, which is why it became a dream. With Blake and Becca, though, it feels like it could be a reality.
I lean forward, placing tiny kisses on the side of Blake’s neck as I massage his shoulders. “Talk to me,” I whisper.
His torso rises as he inhales deeply, then deflates as he lets the breath out. “I understand what you’re saying about not wanting to choose between two equally incredible people. I can get on board with that to a degree. What I don’t get is how to make sure one of the three doesn’t feel left out. I mean, what if something happens between Becca and I while you’re traveling or something? You wouldn’t be upset about that?”
“Honestly, theideaof you two together is a huge turn on for me. I’d enjoy any combination between the three of us, including one-on-one time I may or may not be part of.” I feel some of the stiffness leave his body as I continue working his muscles.
“So, the three of us—as a throuple—that’s not just having fun, that's a long-term thing?” He glances back to meet my gaze, brow furrowed as he considers my words.
“I think it could be. If that’s what we all want.”
“Even here? It’s not an overly conservative town, but as far as I know there isn’t even another gay couple here, let alone anyone bi. Two is…well it seems like it’d be an easier thing for people to accept than three.”
“Is that you talking, or the town? Look.” I clasp his chin in my fingers and nudge it so he’s looking at me over his shoulder. “I know you never envisioned being with two people at the same time, and if you don’t want that I won’t force it. But a part of you is obviously curious, all I’m asking is for you to consider it.”
Blake’s eyes roam over my face, searching, but my gaze doesn’t waver. I want to pursue the three of us as much as I wanted to pursue filming, but not at the expense of what I have with Blake. If he’s out, so am I. When he shoots me a tentative smile, I know he must see the truth of that in my face.
“So…three. At a time. How does that work exactly?”
My tongue darts out to swipe over my lower lip. “Close your eyes.” Blake exhales deeply as his eyelids drift shut. “Lean back.” My hand falls to his chest, pulling his back against my front as I recline into the couch.
His weight settles against me like a thick blanket, familiar and comforting. How that’s possible in such a short span of time, I can’t say. I just know that it feels right to have him pressed against me, with our breaths in sync.
My fingers dip beneath his shirt to wander over his pecs, along the slim lines of his stomach. Where I’m sinewy, Blake is trim without being cut, and my hands glide effortlessly over his smooth skin, mapping the dips and planes of his body as he relaxes into my touch.
Blake’s head rests against my shoulder, giving me a clear view down his body, and the bulge of the fabric between his legs. I drag my fingers over his warm skin to the waistband of his shorts. With a quick flick, I have them undone and Blake lifts his hips cooperatively so I can pull them down and free his dick. It springs up, already stiff enough to stand at attention, and mine starts to harden in response.
Fishing my wallet from my pocket, I grab the packet of lube I keep stashed there and squeeze a few drops onto my palm. Then I wrap my right hand around the base of his cock and drag my fist up his length, repeating the motion with my left.
A contented sigh passes through his lips as I stroke him from root to tip, giving the head a firm squeeze with each pass. “Picture two hands running up your length. One big and warm, one small and cool. Both of them tugging and pulling, teasing your slit.” I swipe my thumb over the sensitive skin at the tip, smiling to myself when I hear the sharp intake of breath.
“Or one set working your dick while the other plays with your balls.” My hand falls between his legs to roll them around in my left hand as the right glides up and down his length.
“You’re doing that now with only two hands,” he says through gritted teeth.
“Imagine it was four. You’d have fingers teasing your cock, your balls,andyour ass, all at the same time.” I play with the skin underneath his balls, and the subtle suggestion has him groaning in desire.
Blake’s hips strain forward, a silent plea for more pressure, more speed…justmore, though I’m content with the slow pace. I like the feeling of his firm dick in my fist, the smooth skin of his balls on my fingers. And I really like the way his ass brushes over my cock as he thrusts and swivels, chasing my hand. Mostly though, I want to give him what he hasn’t had much of before…foreplay.
Given what I know about his history with guys, Blake’s had more rushed encounters than passionate ones, and while those may come with a dose of adrenaline due to the risk of getting caught, there’s something to be said about building up the anticipation. Taking him to the brink and backing off, talking through what I’m doing, drawing out my movements, all of it adds up to a killer release, and I’m going to do my best to give him one.Eventually.
“Don’t forget about mouths.” I nibble on the soft spot below his ear as I relax my grip. “One sucking on your balls while the other tongues your dick. Or both of them licking up and down your shaft, fighting over which gets to take you down their throat.”
“Jesus,” he gasps, arching into my hand.
Blake’s cock is downright inflexible in my fist, and my own is as hard as a lead pipe, spearing into his back. The need to free it, to sink it into Blake’s perfect ass, is all consuming. But I grit through the discomfort to make this epic for him.
“Tongues swiping together around the tip of your dick while four sets of fingers squeeze and pull and tug…and penetrate.” I swipe the tip of my finger over his hole and am rewarded with a startled gasp that turns into a needy moan. It’s so fucking sexy I can’t stop myself from reacting, spearing upward in search of more friction. That earns me another moan. Despite really,reallyenjoying the way he feels in my hand, I’m helpless to ignore what my body demands.
I reach between us to push down my shorts and pull out my own throbbing dick, the movement drawing Blake’s attention to where my wallet sits on the cushion beside me. He reaches for it, pulling out a condom that he hands to me before snatching the packet of lube and squirting some on his fingers.
He works the lube between his cheeks as I wrap myself up, both of us in a rush to get the prep over with. Then he sinks onto my length, coming to a rest when I’m fully seated.
We stay like that, joined, taking shallow breaths, until our bodies adjust. It has the added benefit of taking the edge off, just a fraction, knowing I’m closer to the release I desperately want. The one we desperately need. Then he starts to move, griding his ass on my cock as I take his in my hand, stroking just as leisurely as he rocks over me.
“Now picture filling Becca like I’m filling you.” I brush my fingers over his tip again as a contented sign floats out of his mouth. “Her slippery heat coating your length, making it so easy to slide in and out of her warm pussy.” I squeeze him in my fist as I pull along his length. “The three of us, naked and sweaty andconnected, moving as one as the pressure builds between us. Driving each other closer and closer to the edge.”
