Aspen ran their hands back through their hair, arching their back in a way that made their tits bounce up and down. A sharp, almost painful need to touch Aspen struck him hard and fast, as it often did. Sometimes Aspen would barely get in the door, and Noah would be pinning them back against it, ravaging their soft, somehow always sweet-tasting mouth.
“You’re ridiculous,” Noah said, stepping in front of Aspen and grabbing them by the hips. They immediately dropped their pose and began unbuttoning Noah’s shirt.
As Aspen ran their fingers down his chest, toying with one of his nipples before teasing at the hair of his happy trail, he could practically feel Rachel’s eyes raking over him.
He waited for Rachel to meet his eyes before saying, “chest or pecs, and dick and holes for me as well.”
“What about you, hon?” Aspen asked Rachel.
Rachel’s face scrunched up as she said, with much less certainty, “boobs, uh…pussy and…ass?”
“You don’t sound very sure about that,” Noah said, and she bit her lip.
He wasn’t sure what made him do it. It might have been how she was fidgeting with the bottom of her sweater, as if she wanted to take it off but wasn’t sure she was allowed. Or maybe it was the fact that the waiver in her voice made her gossamer thread in Noah’s chest quiver. Whatever it was, he held out ahand to her the way he sometimes did with Aspen. An invitation she could either accept or decline.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Aspen’s smile grow wider at the gesture, but he remained focused on Rachel, who quickly accepted his hand and allowed him to pull her forward. She settled easily between them, pressed against Noah’s bare chest and Aspen’s naked side.
“Boobs are good. To be honest, I’ve never really felt one way or another about cis/het men calling it my pussy, but if one of you did…”
Noah took a chance and threaded his fingers under her sweater, caressing the soft skin of her belly. Her shoulders immediately loosened, and Noah slid his other hand under the top as he watched Aspen’s smile grow mischievous.
“So,” Aspen said, as they reached for Rachel’s pants. “If I were to say I can’t wait to have my fingers and maybe my tongue inside your pretty pussy, to show you how fun nonheteronormative sex can be, would that be yea or nay?”
Aspen dropped to their knees and pressed a kiss right below where Noah’s hands were resting on her stomach.
“Yea,” Rachel sighed, raising her arms so Noah could remove her sweater. She was wearing a pretty bra, made of pink and orange lace, almost like a sunset. He ran his hands around to the clasp at the back and waited for her nod of approval before unclasping it. Her boobs sprang free, and some part of his brain catalogued all the ways they were similar and different from Aspen’s tits. At the same time, the rest of his brain just kept chanting one word.
Boobs.
He loved boobs. Not his own, he’d chopped those off as soon as physically possible, but he loved them on other folks. Playing with Aspen’s tits was one of his favorite pastimes. He didn’t just want to grab them and squeeze them, though—he hadmanners. Instead, he stepped behind Rachel and wrapped his arms around her front. He cupped their supple roundness in his hands, and she sighed happily, spurring him to wrap his fingers around them and give a soft squeeze. They had a wonderful bounce to them, and Noah played with them for a moment, much to Rachel’s whimpering pleasure, before flicking the soft buds of her nipples with his thumbs.
Her first moan of the evening was light and airy, distinctly feminine in a way Noah hadn’t realized he’d been missing until now.
Why can’t you just find a nice woman and settle down? You’re far too old to be waltzing around and wasting everyone’s time.
He desperately didn’t want to think about his parents, but a small voice–his own voice, perhaps?–in the back of his mind declared that he liked women not because of or in spite of his parents’ wishes, but on his own terms. They sure hadn’t approved when he’d had a crush on the catcher of his softball team, or on the dorm monitor his freshman year of college. Their approval now was meaningless, and he vowed right then and there not to worry about it anymore. At least…as far as women were concerned. If he wanted to sleep with women, date women, or otherwise end up in some sort of polyamorous relationship with Aspen and a woman, that was his damn choice.
The question of whether he wanted a relationship at all still remained to be seen, but this at least felt like a small breakthrough he could claim.
“Oh god,” Rachel moaned, blessedly pulling Noah out of his thoughts. “Very yea. All of this is very yea.”
Aspen had managed to get her pants down and was mouthing at the front of her matching pink panties. They were also very pretty, and the sight of Aspen on their knees for her momentarily stole Noah’s breath away.
“Perfect,” Aspen murmured, and Rachel sank back against Noah’s chest, giving him an unobstructed view of the way Aspen’s tongue teased at her clit through the wet fabric.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Noah breathed, and he meant it for both of them.
“Very beautiful,” Aspen said, shooting Noah a wicked grin before gripping Rachel’s panties with their teeth and sliding them down her legs.
Noah squeezed her boobs one more time before letting go of one to run his hand down the slope of her belly to rub her clit. She trembled in his arms, and his dick throbbed behind his packer. Loving how responsive she was, he circled the small bud before teasing at the underside with his middle finger.
“Oh gosh,” Rachel gasped as her knees gave out, and she collapsed against Noah’s chest.
“Alright, gorgeous. On the bed we go,” he said, surprise pulling yet another new endearment out of him. This one seemed to fit a lot better than sweetie had worked for Aspen. He was still trying to think of one for them, but thus far, Asp was still his go-to.
“Aww, I was just getting a taste,” Aspen whined, and Noah shushed them as he helped Rachel climb up and come to rest in a sitting position near the top of the bed.
Aspen scrambled up after him and pressed themself against Noah’s side, gripping almost painfully at his arm. He opened his mouth to ask what they needed, but they dragged his hand between their legs and nearly slapped his palm onto their dick. Rachel watched them with rapt attention, and it occurred to Noah that he might have two needy lovers on his hands tonight.
