Callum
I’m shakingmy head and mumbling about crazy pregnant women the whole way to our wing. The guys and I rotate who sleeps with Isla most nights, but since she and Bodie were up all night cooking, Silas and I slept in our room. I push the door open to find him gloriously naked, sleeping on his back with his hands propped behind his head. The blanket is only covering his amazing cock and left leg, not leaving much to the imagination.
My mouth goes dry at the sight of his stunning body. It's crazy to think just a couple months ago we were both fighting our attraction to each other, ashamed about being attracted to men. Having Isla was enough to help us let go of that shame. The guys all took it surprisingly well also. They all had various ‘about damn time’ reactions that we didn’t expect at all.
I push the door shut behind me. I slowly walk up to the bed and pull the blanket all the way off of him, crawling up in between his legs. I take his semi-hard cock in my mouth, and Silas lets out a sleepy groan. I bob my head up and down his throbbing, and now very hard, cock.
His hands go to my head and he threads his fingers through my hair. I glance up through my eyelashes, and he’s staring down at me hungrily. “Now this is an amazing way to wake up.”
I wrap one hand around his dick and suck my fingers in my mouth to wet them. “Hmmm, well, our beautiful girlfriend told me to come wake you up, and it’s been so long since I got to taste you, I couldn’t help myself.”
I slide my slick finger into his tight hole as I suck his dick back into my mouth, taking it all the way down my throat. I slowly work my finger in and out of his ass. I love the feeling of him squeezing my finger and the throbbing of his dick in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck, Callum. That feels so good. Turn around and come choke me with your dick,” he groans out. Just those words have me hard enough to almost cum on the spot.
I turn so I’m straddling his face, and he swallows my dick until it can’t go any further. I thrust into it as I take all of him into my mouth until I can’t breathe. I’m sucking his down and fucking his ass with my fingers. I can feel him moaning around my cock. I feel his wet fingers probe my ass, and I slide back on to them, and we both let out growl around the cock in our mouth.
We aren’t holding back, choking each other, and it’s almost like a game to see who gives in first. I can feel my balls starting to tighten, so I pop off Silas’s dick, saying, “Silas, fuck me, please.”
I crawl off so he can move from under me and get on my hands and knees. He raises up to grab the lube off the desk. I hear the lid pop open, then I feel the cold liquid run down my crack, followed by Silas rubbing his dick through the lube to gather the liquid.
Silas pushes my shoulders down and lines up his dick with my aching hole and slowly pushes in. We both let out a loud breathy curse once he’s seated inside of me. He leans over me slowly thrusting in and out. He snakes his hand up to my throat and slowly pulls me up so we are both on our knees.
“You like having my cock in your ass? Hmmm? Like me fucking your tight hole?” he growls out in my ear, causing a full body shiver.
“Yes, baby, yes. Fuck me harder,” I hiss out through gritted teeth.
We are facing the wall opposite of the door so we don’t notice the door is open until we hear someone suck in a breath.
We both look over our shoulders, and Bodie is standing in the door, staring at us wide eyed. “Um, Isla sent me to get y’all.” His eyes don’t leave where Silas’s dick continues to move in and out of my ass, a noticeable bulge growing in his pants the longer he stands there.
“Bodie… either come in and shut the door and watch, or get out and shut the door behind you,” I demand through grunts.
He looks at me with a deer-in-the-headlights expression, but he steps in and shuts the door. He seems transfixed on where we are joined. Silas pushes me so I’m on my hands and knees again. It seems having an audience turns my dirty boy on, since he’s now fucking my ass like his very life depends on it. I reach down and grab my own dick and start stroking it.
All you can hear in the room is the slapping of skin on skin, moans from Silas and I, and Bodie’s hard breathing. His dick is straining against his pants, begging to get out, although his hands are fisted at his sides.
I look back and make eye contact with him and his gaze is filled with heat. I jerk my hand faster and let out a feral groan as ropes of cum cover my hand and the bed. Two thrusts later and Silas fills up my ass, moaning, and we both drop down. Seconds later, the bedroom door slams shut.
I sigh as Silas pulls out of me. “I think we fucked up, babe. Let’s go get washed up before Isla comes and kills us both,” Silas says, pulling me up out of the bed.
This is so fucked up. Why can’t I get the image of Bodie staring at my dick out of my head?
* * *
Bodie
Why did I stay?Why didn’t I just walk out? I always thought anytime I found a man attractive it was due to the trauma. I’m not so sure anymore. The last couple years, I noticed how the guys' muscles flexed when working out, or how hard it was to pull my eyes away when someone would walk into the kitchen in a towel.
I don’t know how I feel about being so turned on by watching them together. After all the times I had the choice taken away from me, I don’t know if I could ever let someone touch my ass.
My head is still spinning when I walk back into the kitchen. Isla is standing at the little breakfast bar, passing the kids’ breakfast out. I stop at the doorway to stare at her and our beautiful family. After everything that happened to me in my childhood, I never thought I would find someone to spend my life with, much less a single mom with three kids that stole my heart imminently. Now, we are welcoming two more babies.
When I met her, my family went from five to ten; and now, our family is at a whopping twelve. Five kids that are my reason to live, the men that saved my life, the woman who brought the light back, and the mother figure I always wanted.
“Daddy, why are you staring at us all crazy?” Arden giggles, running over and launching himself at me.Every time one of them calls me dad, my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest.
“I’m thinking about how lucky I am to have all of you. I love you, bud,” I tell him as I catch him and spin him around.
