I managed to kiss Memphis when his lips sought out mine, butwhen he asked me if I was okay, I couldn’t find the words. He wiped at the tears on my face and then I watched him pull Brennan down next to us. They kissed even as Memphis’s dick still twitched inside of me, but when Brennan’s mouth found mine, the sated feeling began to fade and something deep inside of me began to burn again. Despite my spent cock, I couldn’t ignore the building need and it only intensified when Memphis’s cock slipped from my body. He levered off of me, presumably to get rid of the condom and Brennan took his place, his hips coming to rest on top of mine. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply as his erection pressed against my still soft cock. Brennan began rolling his lower body over mine and I knew what his plan was.
“No,” I said as I grabbed his hip to stop him.
His face fell so I quickly kissed him. “I need you inside me,” I said against his mouth.
“No, Tristan,” Brennan began, but I cut him off with another kiss and bucked up my hips so our dicks brushed. My own cock was starting to respond, though part of me didn’t care because I was more interested in slaking the unnamed need inside of me. I couldn’t make sense of the emptiness that had overcome me as soon as Memphis had left my body. I’d never felt more pleasure in my entire life than what Memphis had done to me, but it wasn’t enough. I needed them both. It wasn’t even about getting off.
It was about being filled – it was about filling the emptiness inside of me that I’d been feeling from the moment I’d been old enough to realize that my disease meant I would never have what my fathers had – what all the men and women in my family had. But I had it all now. Which meant I needed it all.
“Brennan, please, I need you so bad,” I whispered, hoping he wouldn’t press me. Because I couldn’t explain that I was just as desperate now as I’d been a few minutes ago when I’d needed Memphis to make me come. Memphis had made me his in that moment and I needed Brennan to do the same.
“Tristan-”
Brennan’s words were cut off by Memphis’s kiss. “Take him all the way, baby,” he said to Brennan. “Make him ours.”
Brennan’s gaze shifted back to me for a moment and he must have finally seen what I couldn’t explain, because he nodded and then leaned down to kiss me. “I love you,” he murmured.
“I know,” I said with a nod. “Show me how much, okay? Don’t hold back.”
Brennan nodded and then he was sitting up long enough to put on the condom Memphis handed him along with some lube. He lay back down on top of me and reached between us to guide himself to my opening. There was no pain as he slid into me in one smooth move and I cried out in delight as the sting of emptiness eased and a feeling of completeness settled over me. Whereas Memphis had had to take his time letting me adjust to the feel of him, my body was already loose enough that Brennan began moving right away, and while he started off slow like we had all the time in the world, it didn’t last as the need inside of me began to build again. While Brennan wasn’t as thick as Memphis, he was longer and it felt like he was burrowing even deeper into my body than Memphis had.
I’d lost track of Memphis at Brennan’s initial entry, but as Brennan began to pick up the pace, Memphis eased his upper body beneath me to cradle me in his arms. His fingers trailed up and down my sides, but that was all he did.
Except for the words of encouragement that he kept whispering into my ear.
About how beautiful Brennan and I were together, how he couldn’t wait to fuck Brennan while Brennan was fucking me…every erotic word had my body lighting up with sensation. I was wrapped around Brennan just like I had been with Memphis and I soon became as lost in myself as I had been before. I reached my hands down to grab Brennan’s ass and marveled at the way his muscles flexed beneath my palms as he drove into me over and over again. His breaths came in harsh pants and when he lowered himself so that his body was flush with mine, I saw Memphis’s hand settle on Brennan’s back. I somehow managed to link the fingers of one of my hands with his, but that was it because the orgasm began right after that and I called out to Brennan. I felt a hand wrap around my cock, but I couldn’t be sure whose it was. My climax went on and on, a strange mix of relief and the need for more, as Brennan humped into me and then dug in his heels and shoved into me hard and deep and hung there. He jerked inside of me over and over as he came and every pulse sent me higher and higher until I finally crashed. Lips captured my scream of relief, but that was the last thing I remembered because all that came after was peaceful silence as I drowned in a pool of warm, soft heat that was only interrupted by the occasional pulse of pleasure rippling through me.
“Tristan!”
I caught my little brother when he launched himself at me and quickly shifted him to one side of my body before I leaned down to scoop my four-year-old sister up as she came barreling around the corner of the kitchen.
“Tristan!” Sylvie repeated and as soon as I lifted them both, Sylvie was wrapping her skinny arms around my neck.
I was lucky when Tanner quickly worked himself free of me and dropped to the ground so he could run and tell my fathers I was here, because despite his still-small body and spindly limbs, both kids were getting too heavy for me to carry at the same time.
“I missed you, my girl,” I said to Sylvie as I hugged her tight. “How was Disneyworld?”
“Papa threw up.”
I laughed. “What?”
“Sylvie,” my dad admonished as he came out of the kitchen. “Don’t you remember promising Papa you wouldn’t tell anyone?”
“Oops, sorry, Daddy,” Sylvie said and then she looked at me with our dad’s guileless blue eyes. “I pinkie swore so don’t tell Papa, okay?”
I laughed and squeezed her tight. “I won’t tell anyone,” I confirmed.
She held out her pinkie expectantly. “Pinkie swear,” she said in all seriousness.
I wrapped my pinkie around hers and said, “Pinkie swear.”
“Sylvie, can you go make sure Tanner doesn’t steal any more of the cookies Papa is making?”
My sister nodded enthusiastically because policing my little brother was one of her most favorite things to do on the planet. Luckily Tanner was someone who got into trouble at the drop of a hat and was also a good sport about his little sister tattling on him.
I put Sylvie down after she gave me another hug and then watched her run into the kitchen.
“Hi Dad,” I said as I walked into my father’s outstretched arms. A sense of peace came over me as he wrapped them around me and when I felt him start to loosen his hold, I tightened my own. He heard my unspoken request and held me tighter and then I felt him brush a kiss over the top of my head.
