Regardless of how unconventional this is, both Blake and Jace have touched my spirit in a way no one else has, simply by accepting me for who I am. I’ve never felt inadequate with them, never doubted my own mind. I can truly be myself with them, something I’ve rarely felt with anyone else, even Liz, who despite being my biggest supporter never quite got me the way Blake and Jace do. Is that love? It’s more than I ever felt for Brian, who I did think I loved, so yeah. It may make me slightly crazy, but I do think I can love them both. I’m halfway there already.
“Yes.”
The word barely passes through my lips before Jace’s are on me, soft and savoring. Remorseful and hopeful. Then Blake tilts my chin toward him and takes his turn, showing me the depth of the feelings in his heart. Back and forth, they take turns worshiping me with their mouths; confessing their regrets, begging forgiveness, and pledging their love. It’s poignant, and emotional, and touches my very soul.
Like they’ve been trying to tell me, something about the three of us together feels right. But as they smother me with attention, it becomes glaringly obvious they’re holding back, and while there’s still a lingering sting from their deception, I know deep down the three of us have no future if I don’t put that sting behind me.
Pulling back, I cup each of their faces in my palm. “Now you two.”
Blake licks his lips with a shaky breath as Jace wraps a hand around his neck. Then their lips meet, right in front of my eyes, and a soft moan rumbles from Blake’s throat. Their eyes are delicately shut, tongues subtly meeting between barely parted lips, and it’s so beautiful I swear my eyes get a little misty.
Unlike this morning, when I assumed they didn’t have room in their hearts for me, I can now admit that I don’t feel left out even though I’m not part of this kiss. Watching them allows me toseethe reverence I feel each time they touch me, something that’s been there all along. Yet, I’m pretty sure I’d have convinced myself I was imagining that if I had come into this knowing I was late to the party.
I guess their secrecy wasn’t as idiotic as I first thought. Not that it was the best approach, but maybe it wasn’t the worst, either. And now that we’re all on the same page and these two aren’t holding back…
My eyes aren’t the only place I’m wet. My slit is leaking profusely at the erotic sight playing out before me.
I must gulp or lick my lips or do something to give away the direction of my thoughts, because suddenly they’re both staring at me with a mix of curiosity and hunger that has me rubbing my thighs together.
“Sorta looks like he’s enjoying this little show, doesn’t it?” Jace’s mouth lifts in a lascivious smile.
“Something you want to tell us, Kane?” Blake’s grin rivals Jace’s.
Oh Boy.I want to see you rub your cocks together, I want to see you suck each other off, I want to watch you fuck.Lewd fantasies bombard me faster than I knew I could conjure them, the depth of my curiosity apparently bottomless. Instead, I trap my lips between my teeth and shake my head with wide, guilty eyes. Eyes that wander downward of their own accord.
“I think someone wants a better view.” Jace stands up and strips off his shirt before reaching for the button on his pants.
Blake follows suit, watching me with a sly gaze. “When I came home yesterday and saw you and Jace…Watching your lovers fuck is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Also, the hottest. Is that what you want? To watch us?”
I’m not embarrassed to say that per se, this is just all so new I’m not sure how to put my thoughts into words yet. “Maybe?” I gnaw on my lip, glancing bashfully between them.
As is normal—probably since he’s the most experienced of all of us—Jace takes charge. Fully naked, he takes a step forward and drags the length of his rigid cock along Blake’s, letting out a contented sigh when they make contact.
Back and forth, their dicks grind against each other as they rock their hips, the swollen flesh growing firmer with the ebb and flow of their sensual dance. Blake rests a large hand on Jace’s waist, whether for balance or just to satisfy the need to touch him I’m not sure, but his movements seem to speed up, and both their tips start to glisten with tiny beads of precum.
Their eyes track from their faces to their cocks, over to me, and back, both of them absorbing every detail.
The way they move together.
The way I watch them.
The way we all start breathing heavily.
Jace is strangely silent, offering no instruction as their bodies come together. Then Blake reaches between Jace’s legs and cups his heavy balls in his hand, massaging them with his fingers. “This is Jace’s fantasy come true, Kane. The three of us together—no barriers. No secrets.” Jace’s head falls back as Blake teases him with his hands and his dick. “It’s making him so hard.”
The evidence of that is proudly displayed before me, and despite loving the image of the two of them I’m suddenly impatient to join in. Leaning forward, mouth open, my tongue darts out to lick across Jace’s tip. Then Blake’s.
By some unspoken agreement they angle their bodies toward me, taking turns offering me their cocks. With each pass one rubs the headof his dick along the other’s length into my waiting mouth, then pulls back to make room for the other. I lick and suck and even kiss the firm, smooth skin that strains toward me, loving the way their hooded eyes track the way the three of us move together.
Pressing my thighs together, I scoot forward, eager to explore this newfound dynamic. My excitement doesn’t go unnoticed.
“Look at how he squirms. This is turning him on,” Jace growls.
“What now, Kane?” Blake strokes my cheek as he rubs his swollen head over my tongue. “Tell us what you want next.”
Jace faces Blake and grips them both in his hand, stroking slowly as they watch me intently. Waiting.
“Um,” I swallow audibly as my mind runs through the possibilities.
