“Goddamn, that’s hot,” he says. His hand settles on the nape of my neck, not pushing or guiding, but simplythereand connected to us. “I love watching the two of you together.”
Of course he does. Because I love watching the two of them together the way Jordan loves watching me and Leo.
Part of me desperately needs Leo’s validation in this moment. To remind me he’s okay with this.
To reinforce the simple fact that we’re his even without collars and rituals and other kinky trappings.
That we’re willingly here with him, under him, and with each other.
To remind myself that Jordan wasn’t forced into this by either of us, and that he chooses us.
I slant my lips across Jordan’s and stretch my body along his while Leo settles in next to us on my left. Leo nips the shell of my ear, his tongue flicking my daith piercing as I nibble along Jordan’s jaw and down his chest, to his pierced nipples.
Jordan’s adorablygoneright now. He’s taken on a heavy load by agreeing to this madness and don’t think I don’t recognize it. In this moment, I want him centered and worshipped between us.
Leo presses close and I feel his erection rub against my hip even as Jordan’s lays hard and hot against my body. I make room for Leo to nuzzle in and lick Jordan’s other pierced nipple and now our guy loudly moans, his hands flailing for purchase against our backs, our shoulders.
As one, and without lifting our mouths from his nipples, we each capture a wrist and pin them over his head against the pillows, drawing desperate whines from him now.
Shouldn’t be surprising Leo’s a step ahead of me. He lifts his head so he can kiss Jordan. “In four years, baby, you can expect to start a lot of your mornings just like this.”
Jordan’s breathing fast, shallow, needy gasps threaded between his desperate whines. I’m not the only one who needs a solid anchor. Not just Jordan, either.
I want Leo’s resolve reinforced, his faith in me justified.
Leo will always default to what is best for me and Jordan. Every time.
Reminding him that this magic between us only exists because Jordan came into our lives will hopefully keep refilling his well of internal strength.
With my free hand I reach down and cup Jordan’s erection, loving the moan that draws from him in response, a moan muffled by Leo’s lips slanted over Jordan’s.
I nuzzle close, kissing them, them kissing me, no start or end just a sexy ribbon of passion and needy hunger growing stronger, drawing taut between us.
Leo hands me Jordan’s other wrist and then sits up, nudging my hand out of the way so he can swallow Jordan’s cock.
The boy’s body stiffens and I swallow his moans. “That’s it, baby,” I whisper against his lips. “Don’t hold back. Give it to us.”
This is also why I wanted us to be equals this morning. I wanted the freedom to give our man everything in this moment without a single concern about pleasing us.
No holding it, holding back, waiting. Seizing his pleasure and taking it all from us instead of for us.
I slide out of the way, still kissing Jordan while Leo shoulders Jordan’s thighs apart and drapes them over him. My free hand travels back and forth between Jordan’s nipples, rolling and tweaking them and playing with his piercing as I kiss him.
That’s when Leo’s mouth closes around my cock, making me whine and gasp every bit as hard as the boy is. Leo teases both of us now, alternating between Jordan’s cock and mine and I nearly forget to keep pinning Jordan to the bed.
No other thoughts intrude in this moment. No PDB, no meetings, no drudgery of calls to return. Nothing besides the scorching wet heat of Leo’s tongue and lips playing with my shaft and the head of my cock, taking long, slow pulls before he returns to Jordan’s.
Repeat.
Until my hips are thrusting as hard as Jordan’s and I’m nearly mindless with needy hunger that drops me hard into that first weekend I spent in Leo’s bed.
This is my universe.
These are my anchors, my hearts, my infinite loves.
It’s too much and not enough. I shift position, releasing Jordan’s wrists and pressing my cock against his. We both reach down, stroking Leo’s head and still moaning as he now licks and sucks both of us.
Back then, I knew nothing. About myself, about anything other than my vague, dark desires and that misguided beacon I thought I had to follow. Leo has always walked along beside me and had my back, even when I didn’t feel I deserved it.
