I nodded eagerly. “Yes. Yes, please, yes.”
“Good. Because I want to fuck you into Casey. How does that sound?”
Casey growled behind me, and I felt his beard against the back of my neck. He pressed close, his cock right back to my crease, and nipped at my ear. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Fuck me, Russell.”
I spasmed. “I’ll try,” I gasped, “to last.”
Blake spun me, just rough enough that I liked it. Casey was there to catch me, and he pulled me down onto him and kicked his legs up. When I reached down, I found his hole, rimmed with dark, curly hair between the muscular globes of his ass. Blake’s hand immediately joined me from behind, and he rubbed lube up Casey’s crease as I explored.
“Do you need me to go slow?”
Casey shook his head, then pushed his own hand down and curled his fingers against his rim. “Shouldn’t take long,” he grunted.
Still throbbing with an orgasm that was ready to explode, I took some of the lube Blake offered and worked it up my tender shaft, then pushed my crown against Casey’s hole. I’d never fucked anyone without a condom before, and the burning friction sizzled through my entire body. Moaning and groaning, I gripped my base and pushed my slick head against his hole, stretching him a little more, than a little more.
“Oh fuck!”
I gasped as Blake took up position behind me. With one burly arm wrapped around my chest, he pushed his thick cock up against my hole. I was already open and raw from Casey, and quickly, he was able to drive himself up, filling me and sending waves of ecstatic pleasure across my nerves.
“Fuck yeah, Russell,” Casey growled as my cock sank into him. “Fuck yeah, just like that.”
Blake slammed into me from behind, plowing against my spot, and the force of it sent me deeper into Casey, then deeper again. Our bodies slapped together, and whenever I pushed myself up or drove my hips back, Blake was there to take me and to plow me into Casey again. Their scents were rich and musky in the air, and I huffed their pheromones as the world dissolved around me.
The tight seal of Casey’s hole squeezed tight, clamping down onto my cock. The orgasm pounding and crackling at the core of me finally exploded, and all my senses went haywire. I could feel everything at once, and I moaned and screamed their names as Blake’s wet release filled me and I shot my load deep into Casey.
“Russell,” Blake grunted. “Casey.”
I fell against Casey’s chest, and Blake fell against me. Pressed between their weight, I spasmed with the aftershocks of my orgasm. Blake throbbed deep in my hole, leaking out of me, and every time I moved, Casey clenched down on me harder.
We were a grunting, gasping, shaking pile, and I never wanted it to end.
* * *
BLAKE
We must have fallenasleep at some point, because when I woke, it was the middle of the night, and I had Russell curled up on one side of me and Casey curled up on the other.
Finally.
I laid there for a minute, just listening to my guys breathe. They were happy and safe, and we’d decided we wanted to be together, and I couldn’t imagine anything better than that. There were still plenty of obstacles ahead. I had to talk to my folks, and we all had to sit down with Peyton and tell him what was going on, ASAP.
And even though I was pretty sure my colleagues and clients would be chill, I knew I’d face a couple of assholes in the professional sports world, once it came out that I had a couple of boyfriends.
But all that shit would be easy, now that we’d figured out we were supposed to be together. No matter how shitty the world was, home was going to be pure bliss, and the three of us would handle any challenges that came our way.
I grunted, then pulled their bodies a little closer. They were each sweaty, and Casey had dried cum all over his chest and belly, and it turned out I fucking loved that.
Carefully, I pulled myself out from under them, then sneaked away. It felt nice, knowing they were still there keeping each other warm, and as I hurried downstairs, the whole house seemed different.
We could turn the downstairs office into a third bedroom, and then we’d all have our own spaces, or we could just knock down the wall between my room and Casey’s room and get one giant bed.
I chuckled as I grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, then turned to hurry back upstairs and into the warm bed. Just thinking about shit like that made me happy in a way I couldn’t really put words to, like discovering that you want something and getting it at the same time.
Although it actually wasn’t a lot of room for kids. As I snuck back into my bedroom, I was proud that I’d been paying off my mortgage quickly. We hadn’t decided anything about making a family, but my heart had already made some decisions without me.
After a few years of living here together, I hoped, we could start talking about a bigger house.
I dropped the bottles on each of the nightstands. Casey was already snoring softly to himself, and Russell lay on his side, facing him. There were blue smudges around Russell’s eyes, and his eyes moved behind the lids, showing me he was dreaming.
Crawling in between them again, I pulled the blankets up and tucked them around me. Quickly, our legs tangled together, and I had one of my guys under each arm.
And just like that, everything was right.
