"Same." Tony laced his fingers with mine then moved our joined hands over Enzo's chest. I could feel every beat of his heart beneath my palm, faster than it was when I held him as we slept. The way Tony looked at his brother would've made me feel like an outsider if I hadn't come to understand the unique bond they shared. Instead, I was honored to have this place in their lives. "There will never be a time when I don't worry about you, Enzo. You're the other half of me, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did anything that pushed you away for good. As badly as I want to be with you, I'd rather walk away now than risk it."
"Don't!" Enzo's voice pitched higher. He clamped his hand around Tony's wrist. His heart raced, and his body tensed.
"Shhh, relax," I urged him, once again running my fingers through his hair with my free hand. "He's not going anywhere. He only meant he would if he wasn't certain you wanted to be with him."
Sometimes, it was a wonder Tony had made it this far without someone to translate when he completely sucked at communicating.
The tension in Enzo's body eased, as did his death grip on Tony's arm. The three of us stared at one another, everyone waiting for someone else to make the first move. I rolled to Enzo, trusting Tony to follow my lead.
Enzo shivered as my fingers ghosted down his chest, swirling through the patch of hair just below his navel. We'd fooled around enough for me to know this was one of the spots that drove him crazy. And sure enough, his back arched off the bed, chasing my touch when I pulled away.
"He's a horrible tease, isn't he?" Tony asked, resting his head on my shoulder. He turned, biting my earlobe as he ran his hand down my side to my waistband. I remained silent, knowing it was Enzo he was speaking to. "I think it's time we show him we don't fight fair. What do you say?"
"Mmm, love that idea," Enzo agreed. There was no mistaking the exact moment Enzo found his courage. His deep brown eyes blazed with a fire I'd rarely seen in them. With Tony's tight grip on my shoulder and Enzo's pressed against my sternum, the two of them yanked and pushed until I was flat on my back, splayed out before them.
Enzo scooted lower on the bed. There was none of the usual anxiety as he efficiently flicked open the button on my jeans, shoving one hand over my cock as Tony grabbed for the zipper pull. Together, they yanked both my pants and boxers over my hips, leaving me naked and wanting.
With only a look and a nod, the brothers lowered their mouths to my cock, licking my shaft, never flinching as their tongues brushed together. My fantasies of sleeping with twins had nothing on the reality. The air was filled with the musky scents of their arousal, the sounds coming from their throats as unique as they were. Where Enzo seemed to be worshiping my dick, Tony was devouring me.
I arched high off the bed as Enzo swallowed my length in one fluid stroke just as Tony sucked my nut into his mouth. Tender and slow suction around my prick battled with a demanding tongue laving my balls.
"You want that dick in your ass, Enzo?" Tony asked. I felt him lean away from us, and I prayed he was grabbing the supplies. I already worried I was going to shoot off like a roman candle the second the head of my dick pressed against Enzo's hole; if Enzo kept blowing me, there was no way we'd even get to the main event.
The telltale snick of the cap seemed to echo through the air as I watched Enzo nod without removing his lips from my skin. He hummed, and I felt the vibration through my entire body. Tony tugged my thigh, spreading my legs wider. I hissed as the cold gel dribbled over my taint, glaring at Tony, who laughed at my discomfort.
"Asshole," I muttered, unable to sound truly agitated when I was so close to coming down Enzo's throat. Enzo, who simply laughed as he batted Tony's hand out of the way and smeared the lube over my hole. He hesitated, turning his head to Tony, who nodded once.
"Do it, Enzo. Get him good and ready for me." I bit back a groan as Enzo pressed at my entrance. The tease took his time, entering me only to the first knuckle. "Yeah, you love that, don't you, Max? Gonna feel so good when I drill you. But better than ever before because you're going to fuck him while I do."
"Quit talking and get to it," I demanded. Enzo twisted his hand, curling his finger so it grazed along my prostate as he pushed all the way in. "Fuck, need you. Need him. Please, Tony."
When Enzo added a second finger, I thrashed my head back and forth on the pillow, trying without success to back away from him. "If you want me inside you, you'd better hurry and get Enzo ready. He's been so damn patient waiting for you to decide we were ready to fuck. I think he's earned the right of first fucking."
As turned on as I was, I couldn't help but bust out laughing. "Right of first fucking? Really?"
Tony swatted my hip. "Shut up. We all know I suck with words. We'd all be much better off if my mouth was busy with other things."
I didn't miss the way Tony glanced at Enzo. I'd never bothered asking how far they'd gone on their own, but the flash of uncertainty and longing in his eyes said it wasn't nearly as far as I'd gone with either of them.
"Do it," I encouraged him. "He can take care of me; come up and help get him ready. Prove to him he's not the only one who knows how to suck cock."
All three of us jostled as Tony climbed over my legs. Enzo stilled, moaning loudly as Tony tugged his legs apart, settling beneath him. Fuck, I wished I was a bystander because the two of them painted a masterpiece together. "Taste him, Tony. Suck his dick as good as he sucked yours that first night."
I swiped the bottle of lube from him, and it only took a second for him to realize what I wanted. With one hand and his mouth focused entirely on Enzo's shaft, he held out the other hand to me. I poured a glob over his fingers, shifting so to get a better view of the action.
"Fuck, that's hot," I praised them. "Stretch him good, Tony. Want him ready because I'm not going to be patient once you start fucking me."
Chapter Twelve
Tony
There wasa brief flash of uncertainty as I ran the tip of my finger through Enzo's crack. For everything we'd talked about over the years, sex had always been a topic we steered clear of. Knowing Enzo had been battling what he viewed as his depravity all that time, I understood now why he'd always changed the subject so quickly, but I wished he hadn't. I wanted today to be every one of his dreams come true. I didn't want to guess at what he'd enjoy, I wanted to know.
"Stop thinking so hard," Max reprimanded me. "He's going to love everything you do to him. I know what you do, and believe me, you're not going to screw this up."
Bolstered by Max's encouragement, I pushed forward, literally. Enzo threw his head back, hissing at the temporary discomfort as I breached him. As soon as he relaxed, Enzo started rocking back, chasing the dual pleasure of my finger in his ass and my mouth around his cock.
"Fuck, Tony. So good," he murmured, temporarily losing focus on his task. His back was coated with a sheen of sweat, the ends of his hair growing damp. "I'm ready. Don't...want to...wait...anymore."
