“You know you don't always have to be control, right?” Daniel asked as he followed me through the suite. “You’re spending all this time checking in with Zach and me. Who is going to take care of you?”
I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. I couldn't deny what Daniel said. This moment felt too big. If I stopped long enough to think, I knew my own fears would get the best of me. I could talk a good game, and I’d thought about a moment like this plenty of times, but now that I had the chance to bring those fantasies to life, I was scared I’d fall short. And leave it to me to complicate things further by thinking it was a great fucking idea to take on two guys at once.
Daniel pressed his body against my back as I fumbled to get my keys out of my pocket. He kissed the shell of my ear. “This isn't going to work if you deny yourself,” he warned me.
“It doesn't have to be about me,” I insisted.
“But it does.” My hands shook too hard to fit the key in the lock, and Daniel swiped my key ring. As he leaned forward to unlock my door, my body was momentarily pinned between his and the flimsy hollow wood door. He ground his hips against my ass. “If you want us to let go for you, I think it's only fair you do the same. I think you want to let someone else take the reins, but you’re worried what will happen if you surrender.”
“I don't know if I'm ready for that,” I admitted. There were things neither them knew about my past and, if they did, I worried they would lose faith in me.
“Another day can be about me,” I suggested. I stumbled as the door swung open. Daniel was quick to wrap an arm around my waist to keep me from falling. He didn’t let go as he walked us into the room. I allowed myself a moment to savor the feeling of his hand pressed against my stomach and his dick nestled against my ass.
“Not good enough,” he growled as we moved deeper into the room. “I can let you take control when all three of us are together, but you need to know, that's not really who I am. I’m a lot like you. When I’m with someone, I’m all about making sure they feel good. The way I see it, we’re going to have to strike a balance.”
“I know.” My voice cracked, my throat dry and scratchy as if I hadn't had anything to drink in days.
“You were right that Zach needs this, and I don’t know if he’d be as receptive to me giving him directions, so I’m willing to bend a bit.”
“He will,” I promised Daniel. I didn't want him thinking this would end up with Zach turning to me forever. Once he was more comfortable, I fully intended on easing him into taking orders from both of us. “It's easier for me because he doesn't have as much to lose. I’m just the kid who moved into the room next door. You’re his best friend.”
“I get that. Fuck, I hate it, but I understand. But if I'm going to give myself to you, I think it's only fair you do the same for me sometimes. We can play it by ear when we’re all together but thinking about bossing you around when it’s just the two of us gets me hard as hell,” he admitted. I wasn’t sure I was ready to tell him it did the same to me. Throughout my late nights spent researching various power exchange relationships, I had always primarily identified as someone who wanted to command and care for a submissive, but there had been times when I’d felt a hint of longing to be the one on my knees. And here was Daniel, offering me exactly what I thought would be impossible to have.
“Will there even be times when it's only us?” I rushed into trying to help Zach and Daniel see that they were already on their way to being in love with one another, even if they weren’t ready to admit it, and in the process, I hadn't ever considered that there might be anything more than a temporary place for me between them.
“I wouldn't agree to this if I wasn't genuinely interested in you, Colin.” He pushed me back on the bed, caging my legs between his. “I'm not made for casual sex. I tried to be for him, and it almost killed me. Everyone has this image of who I am as a person, but you’re the first person who has truly seen me.” The nearly frantic rush to get the words out should have been a red flag for me. And yet, I was silent as he continued. “You see things in me I've never admitted to anyone. And you have this way of making everything seem a bit less scary. Please, let me do the same for you.”
I looked up at him, stunned by the desire and sincerity reflected in his expression. “Okay.”
“Yeah?” I wasn't sure who was more surprised by my easy acceptance. “But there are still things we need to work through. I've never thought of myself as a true switch.”
“Neither did I until I met you. Granted, I'd never given much thought to any of this, but it feels right.” Daniel brushed his thumb over my cheek. “Letting you lead feels natural, but I haven't been able to stop thinking about giving you the same gift in return.”
“What gift is that?”
He leaned close, pressing his lips to mine. When I tried to deepen the kiss, he quickly backed away for me. “You deserve to see how good it feels when you don't have to think about anything. Let me give that to you?”
I nodded, unable to say anything.
“If we had time, I’d whip out my dick and make you suck me, so I don't make a fool of myself in front of Zach.” My eyes drifted shut, trying to imagine what it would feel like being at Daniel's mercy. It was erratic as hell, imagining myself doing nothing but what he told me to. Daniel curled his hand around the back of my neck, leaning so close I could feel the moisture of his breath against my ear. “Tonight, after we make Zach come so many times he passes out, I'm going to come back in here to properly thank you.”
“As long as it's okay with Zach,” I pointed out. “We need to set some ground rules.”
I was beginning to hate the amount of research I’d done about unconventional relationships. The horny, nineteen-year-old part of my body wanted to scream,yes, please, throw me down and fuck me until I pass out, but what was happening here was all too important to crush because of miscommunication the first time we got together.
“We’ll do that first,” Daniel promised. “As soon as I get back from my shower, before we’re all too lust-stupid to think clearly, we’ll figure out if it has to be all of us together or if we’re going to work on building our one-on-one relationships, too.”
“You don't think that'll scare him?” And how in the hell had the tide shifted so that Daniel was in control and I was at his mercy?
“Oh, I’m sure it’s going to scare the ever-living shit out of him.” Daniel chuckled, combing his fingers through my hair. “But we’ve been dancing around this long enough, he’s not going to back out.”
“And what if we get carried away?” All three of us had spent the entire day on knife’s edge. While I enjoyed postponing climax, even I had limits to how long I could endure. Knowing Zach would walk through that door, hopefully wearing nothing but a towel, made it impossible to keep a clear mind.
“Then we’ll have to wait,” Daniel stated matter-of-factly. “If we all want this to be more than a one-afternoon-stand, it’ll be worth it to do things right.”
I couldn't go another minute without touching Daniel. I slipped my hands around the backs of his thighs, pulling him closer. When he rocked his hips slightly, I caught the musky scent of his arousal and my damned mouth watered. What the hell was even happening here?
“I'm going to go check on him. If you want, you can start getting him good and relaxed while I get cleaned up,” he suggested as he pried my hands off his body.
