They looked at each other, sweet and sexy smiles on their lips. I loved how good they looked sitting there. As far as I knew, they weren’t lovers. But their comfort with each other was total. Even as their hard cocks pressed against their stomachs. The way Tem leaned in, his arm was close to Neph’s dick.
I licked my lips and backed away. “Hold that,” I murmured, feeling the way my body responded.
“I may need a fluffer,” Neph said quietly.
Amusement flashed in Tem’s eyes. “No, you don’t, big guy. Just know that our woman is watching us. Staring at our naked bodies. Each brush stroke on her canvas is a caress. And soon enough, we’ll bury ourselves inside her.”
Neph groaned, pre-cum dripping down his head. “That’s an image,” he grunted.
“I want your sweet faces back,” I told them, hearing how breathy and low my voice was.
“And if she keeps talking to us in that tone, I’m going to come undone,” Tem said, trying to bring his expression back to something more meaningful than flirty or dirty.
I didn’t know what they were thinking, but I watched them as they stared at each other. Watched as their expressions changed as if they were having silent communication that I couldn’t quite hear. Their dicks leaked, a bead of pre-cum dripping down the length of Neph’s dick, while Tem had a string of it connecting his abdomen to his cockhead.
I wasn’t sure if they were actually thinking about my brush strokes across their bodies but watching as their dicks flexed, jumping periodically, and the way their balls moved on their own, I was breathing heavily in a puddle of my own arousal as I tried to paint them.
My method was generally losing myself in what I’m looking at so that I barely see what I’m actually painting. Too busy studying the light and shade, the lines and curves and colors to watch what I’m doing; then before I realize it, I’ve usually finished.
But I barely noticed when I finished this time. I was too busy staring at the love and camaraderie between my two men while they sat there on display for me. Admiring their shoulders and the length of their chests. Neph with a smattering of hair across his, while Tem was smooth and bare. The tone of their muscles. The rise and fall of their breaths. Their lush lips.
Their dicks were comparable in size, but Neph’s was thicker than Tem’s, though Tem’s balls looked fuller. Heavier. I licked my lips as I studied the way they looked at each other. And it was there that I lost myself for a while longer.
It wasn’t just the fondness of family I saw. But their strong love and friendship. Partnership. Dedication to each other and everyone in our household. With hints of teasing. The glow of dirty thoughts as they passed through their eyes. The slight curve of Tem’s lips into an amused smile while Neph’s expression was open and affectionate.
Swallowing, I looked back at my canvas to see that it was done. I didn’t do the entire surroundings. Even the sides of the chaise faded. But I captured their faces, their bodies, the looks in their eyes. The comfort in their position and arousal in their bodies.
A memory on canvas that I fell in love with the more I looked at it.
“I’m done,” I said, my voice hoarse from my own desire, heavy breathing, and not speaking for so long.
“Thank fuck,” Tem said. “I think I’m going to explode. He’s over here giving me sex eyes and shit.”
Neph laughed. “Sure I am.”
Though I was smiling at their banter, I hadn’t looked away from my canvas. As if I were looking for some spot that needed just a bit more, but everywhere just looked… perfect. I felt them come up on either side of me as they looked at the canvas in silence.
Biting my lip, I waited for them to speak. Anything. Was it shit? I tilted my head to try and decide.
“Jesus, that’s fucking hot,” Neph said.
I sighed in relief.
And then their hands were on me.
I wasn’t sure whose mouth was on me nor whose hands were touching me where. Mouths passed over mine, taking turns or stealing me from each other as they stripped me bare.
Then I was on the ground on top of Neph, my body splayed against his while I tried to regain my balance. Behind me, Tem kept me pinned as he ran his dick between my legs.
Neph grunted, his hips thrusting up. “Fuck, Tem. Keep doing that and I’m going to fuck you, too.”
Tem chuckled, low and sensual, the sound making me and Neph both groan. “Sure you are, big guy.”
“You can,” I managed. “I don’t mind being part of your threesome. It’s hot.”
Neph grinned against my cheek. Again, we both shuddered as Tem rubbed the length of his dick along my crease from behind, likely against Neph’s exposed length too.
“We’re not actually lovers,” Neph said at last, though his voice was thick with need. “But that might fucking change if he doesn’t stop teasing me.”
