by M. D. Grimm
“In fact,” Orion straddled him again, “I’m more determined now to ride your cock that I so desperately want to see.”
What just happened?
Seconds after revealing the most humiliating period of his life, he was painfully hard and flushed with need.
“I second Orion’s sentiment,” Talon said as he turned around. He placed his hands on Orion’s shoulders, and Orion leaned back against him. “Though I prefer fucking you until you have no memory of that piece of shit.”
Dexter gaped.
“I admit I had doubts,” Talon said. “That was before I knew you. You’re kind and gentle, and I find your intellect stimulating. I now see what Orion saw from the jump. You’re perfect, Dex, just the way you are.”
Dexter’s throat threatened to close. He struggled to speak. “Thank you. Both of you. I…. you chose me. No one’s ever chosen me.”
“You’re ours.” Orion cupped his face and kissed him with energy and purpose.
“Still going to work?” Talon asked, lifting one eyebrow.
Dexter pulled far enough away to speak. “Yes.”
Orion whined and pouted.
“I’m sorry.” Dexter stroked a hand down Orion’s hair. “No one can cover the shift. I usually have Friday nights off, but… I’m sorry, baby.”
The endearment slipped out, and before he could wince, Orion perked up enough to smile.
“Damn right I’m your baby.”
Dexter smiled.
Then Orion narrowed his eyes in thought. “Come with me.” He stood and grabbed Dexter’s hand, insisting he stand. They headed for the bedroom.
“Wait, Orion, seriously, I can’t—”
“Trust me, Dex. You’ll like this. You won’t be late for work.”
Orion pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed. Talon joined him a moment later, an amused smile on his face like he knew what would happen next. He reclined backward on his elbows.
Orion dimmed the lights, leaving one single lamp on. It cast part of his body into shadows, and Dexter’s mouth dried. What was going on?
It was a small bedroom, and the intimacy heightened his awareness of the two of them—Talon right beside him, inches from touching, and Orion in front of him, hooking up his iPod to a set of speakers. They both smelled and looked so fucking good.
“Just watch me,” Orion said, meeting Dexter’s eyes. “And forget everything else.”
Music started, acoustic and slow. It was familiar. When the lyrics started, his eyes widened, and his heart contracted. Orion danced, elegant and confident, eyes gleaming in the semidarkness. He mouthed along with the lyrics, and every time Amy Shark crooned, “I adore you,” Orion would look straight at Dexter.
Dexter soon learned it was a striptease. First off was Orion’s shirt. Then his shoes. His pants. Toward the end of the song, he was in tight white underwear, his cock clearly outlined against the thin fabric.
Jesus, no man should be able to move his body like that. Entranced and needy, all other thoughts flying from his mind, Dexter sat tensely on the edge of the bed, wanting to lick every square inch of that petite body. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Talon rubbing his crotch, focus locked on Orion as well.
Orion sauntered over to Dexter and slipped onto his lap. The song ended, and silence reigned, punctuated only by their heavy breathing.
“I want to suck you,” Orion whispered.
Dexter gripped his ass, and Orion shuddered.
“I love your big hands,” he said and moaned, wiggling on Dexter’s lap. Dexter lost the ability to speak, and he kissed Orion’s neck, licking and sucking. Orion pressed closer, cupping his head, offering. Offering all of himself.
“You should sixty-nine,” Talon said, voice barely recognizable.
Dexter glanced over. Talon reclined on one elbow, turned fully toward them, hand inside his pants.
“Yes,” Orion moaned. He pulled back to meet Dexter’s gaze. “What do you say?”
Dexter nodded. “Fuck yes.”
Orion grinned and stood. He shucked off his underwear, and Dexter stared, realizing they were missing something….
“Condoms,” he blurted. Then he winced and looked at both of them apologetically. “Sorry, just… being safe, you know?”
Talon and Orion exchanged a look. Orion turned back and held up his hand as if he was taking a pledge.
“Scouts honor that we’re both clean,” he said. “We haven’t had a third person in our relationship for about six months and we both get regularly checked by our doctors.”
Dexter looked at Talon who nodded.
“We would never do anything to harm you, Dex,” Talon said. “You are perfectly safe with us. I promise. Should this relationship proceed further, we will be using condoms.”
Dexter blew out a breath, tension easing from his shoulders. He was glad they weren’t put off by his concerns. He turned back to Orion and stared at his slim cock that stood up at attention. He reached forward and clutched Orion’s hips before swallowing his erection.
Orion gasped and gripped his head. “Oh! Ay Dios!”
Dexter sucked hard, using every technique he’d learned from Ricky to pleasure Orion as best he could. He felt like he had to prove himself now. These men were giving him everything, and what did he have to offer?
“Slow down,” Orion said, pulling at his hair. “Espere, oh shit, wait. Gotta, wanna….”
Strong hands gripped his shoulders and forcefully pulled him back. He panted and looked at Talon.
“Let him show you some love as well,” Talon said and urged Dexter to lie down.
Dexter tensed, and when Orion touched his zipper, he gripped Orion’s hand.
Orion looked up, frowning. “Oh no you don’t. I want your cock.”
“I’m not—” His breath hitched.
Both Talon and Orion froze, staring at him. Talon eased back, looking concerned, and Orion moved his hand to Dexter’s head, petting his hair.
“It’s okay,” Orion whispered and kissed Dexter’s cheek. “Do you want to stop?”
Dexter closed his eyes and blew out a breath. Trust them.
“No,” he said softly. “This is new to me.”
Talon cupped Dexter’s cheek and turned his face so their gazes met. “What do you want to do? Tell us.”
“I want you. Both of you.”
Talon smiled. Orion nuzzled his face against Dexter’s check.
“We want you, too,” Talon said. “Never doubt that.” He paused. “May I kiss you?”
Dexter swallowed hard. “Yes.”
Talon swooped down and mashed their lips together. Dexter shuddered at the violence of his possession. Talon moved his hands to Dexter’s shoulders, and Dexter lost himself in the new taste of his other… God… boyfriend. Talon pushed his tongue inside Dexter’s mouth, demanding. Taking, owning.
“Can I have your cock?” Orion asked.
Dexter moaned and when his hand bumped Orion’s where it still lay on his zipper, he pressed it there in approval. It was a shock to the system when Orion’s wet mouth met his cock. He jerked and ran his fingers through Orion’s hair. He’d never had his cock sucked and could now understand why Ricky insisted on it so much. It was awesome. Orion was so warm and eager, his suction and licking playful.
Talon broke the kiss and looked down, his smile feral.
Dexter dazedly looked down the length of his body to where Orion was driving him insane.
“Get your cute ass up here,” Talon said.
Orion looked up and smiled around Dexter’s girth. He popped off and climbed on top of Dexter, who couldn’t believe this was really happening. It was so far beyond his scope of reality he half wondered if this was a lucid dream.
Orion kissed him, shutting up his mind. Then he turned his body and once more swallowed Dexter’s cock. Dexter sucked in a breath before encircling Orion’s cock with his fingers, finally pulling it into his mouth again. He had trouble concentrating and focusing on his task with O
rion’s eager mouth pleasuring him the same way.
“Do you know how hot you both look?” Talon said gruffly. “Damn. Gonna come in my pants.”
Talon stripped them off, naked from the waist down. Dexter looked over, wanting to suck that long, steel rod as well. He redoubled his efforts and had Orion keening and whimpering, starting to thrust into his mouth. He relaxed his muscles and let Orion do as he wanted.
Orion popped off his cock. “Ay mierda. Fuck!”
He came hard, and Dexter swallowed. At least he could say one good thing came out of his humiliating time as Ricky’s blowjob slave: he knew how to give head.
Orion collapsed on top of him, panting. “Madre de Dios. Talon, you really have to let Dex suck you. It’s a divine experience.”
Dexter smiled, blushing.
“If you finish him off, I’ll do just that.”
Suddenly flooded with energy, Orion scrambled over to the side and latched his mouth on Dexter’s cock. Dexter gasped as Talon moved over, cock hovering near Dexter’s mouth. But then Talon leaned down and gently kissed him.
“Only if you want to,” he whispered.
Dexter looked into Talon’s eyes and saw the truth. They wanted mutual pleasure for all involved. They wouldn’t be selfish.
Dexter gripped Talon’s cock. “Gimme.”
Talon grinned and leaned back. Dexter swallowed his cock and worked him like he had Orion. His own orgasm came abruptly, and he groaned, body jerking as he emptied into Orion’s mouth. He thought it a point of pride he never stopped sucking, fondling, stroking, and soon had Talon gripping his head, grunting.
“Close. Fucking hell, so close.”
Orion knelt beside them, watching, stroking Dexter’s chest. Talon came with a deep groan, and Dexter swallowed him down, thrilled he’d pleased both men.
He pulled off after licking Talon clean, all three of them panting. Orion immediately settled down next to him, snuggling and humming. Talon sat back, gazing at them both.
“We really have to do that again soon,” he said.
Orion giggled. “And more.”
“And more.”
Dexter took a deep breath. “Yeah. I’m right there with you both.”
Chapter Six
DEXTER HAD certainly gone to work that Friday night with a spring in his step. He found himself smiling for no reason or humming when he’d never hummed in his life. He was giddy and enraptured and hopeful. There was just no way those two could have faked their desire. They genuinely wanted him and he felt sexy for the first time in his life.
He could hardly sleep when he got home after shift and texted them to see if either were awake yet. It was around ten in the morning so he hoped so.
Barely a minute after his text to Orion, he received a dozen heart emojis with how are you beautiful?
Dexter grinned wide, heart fluttering, not embarrassed one bit by his own reaction. Instead of straining his thumbs over text again, he called.
“Morning!” Orion said in a singsong voice. “How’s my favorite person in the whole world?”
Dexter chuckled. “Don’t let Talon hear you say that.”
“Oh, he doesn’t mind. He agrees with me.”
In the distance Dexter could hear Talon say, “Is that Dexter?”
“Yes!”
“Put him on speaker.”
Dexter sank into his couch and wished he had Orion in his arms and Talon sitting across from him as they discussed books and movies and any other subject under the sun. The unexpected freedom he had with these men was fantastic and precious.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Talon asked, his voice nearer and stern.
“Yes,” Dexter said. “But I honestly couldn’t hope to fall asleep until I talked to you both.”
“You’re so sweet!” Orion said with a squeal. “How was work?”
“The same as always. I was, uh, actually hoping to run into Talon when I cleaned his building again.”
“Sorry.” He sounded it as well. “I’ll make a point to have more late nights.”
Dexter snorted. “How was the rest of your night?”
“Grading papers and typing up the final exam for my students,” Orion said.
“Trying to concentrate on my experiment when all I wanted was my boyfriends naked and in bed,” Talon said.
Orion giggled while Dexter coughed and blushed.
“As much as I regret saying this,” Talon said with a sigh, “Orion and I have to be on campus soon. Get some sleep, Dexter.”
Dexter yawned. “Trust me, I will.”
“Do you have tonight off?” Orion asked, giddy excitement in his voice.
Dexter smiled, warmed from the inside out at Orion’s joy. “Yes.”
“We need to do something.”
“I wish we could go hiking,” Talon said. “But the weather is atrocious.”
“We can just hang in the Starbucks,” Orion said. “Or walk around campus like before. I want to see Dex.”
Dexter felt the same need. Just one taste and he was quickly becoming an addict for those two. “Tell me when and I’ll be there.”
“I have to be in the lab at eight,” Talon said with obvious regret. “Dr. Rosenthal is a slave driver. Let’s try to meet before then.”
“And I have that stupid final exam.” Even over the phone, Dexter knew Orion was pouting. “How about at six? Then we can have dinner. Ooh! Let’s go to Rincon Argentino! We haven’t been there in forever.”
“Where is…?”
“The Village Boulder Shopping Center,” Talon said. “A little north of campus. Good food and good prices.”
When Dexter hesitated, he realized it was knee-jerk reaction to anything new and unknown. But if he trusted them, then there wasn’t any risk, right? He swallowed hard as they waited for his answer.
“Sure. Sounds good. I’ll meet you there at six.”
“Yay!” Orion said.
“Sweet dreams,” Talon said.
Dexter smiled. “Have a good day.”
DESPITE HIS excitement, Dexter slept like the dead and woke up refreshed and eager. He quickly dressed and just as quickly drove to the shopping center. He made his way to the restaurant with only Talon and Orion on his mind. Amazingly enough, he barely noticed the crowds and how it seemed that everyone was skinny and toned. He only knew his boyfriends—Jesus, boyfriends—were waiting for him.
As soon as Rincon Argentino came into view, he texted them. Even as he sent it, a familiar squeal sounded and he spun around in time to catch Orion in a tight hug. Talon followed more sedately, smiling with amusement. Orion kissed Dexter’s cheeks several times before pulling away with a wide grin.
“You’d think it was a week since he last saw you,” Talon said, rolling his eyes.
“It felt like one.” Orion wrapped his arms around one of Dexter’s and snuggled against his side.
Dexter was on cloud nine. Talon lightly touched his shoulder before leaning in and kissing him sedately on the cheek. His movements were stiff and the surprised look on Orion’s face told Dexter that Talon didn’t make such public displays often.
Wow, they both smelled so good.
“Let’s get some food,” Talon said, leading the way.
Before Talon could pay again, Dexter insisted on treating them both. Talon looked about to argue, but Orion set a hand on his arm and gave him a look.
“I would feel better if we alternated,” Dexter said. “I don’t feel comfortable with you paying for everything.”
Talon relented and his expression softened. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. But we both agree that Orion shouldn’t pay for anything.”
Dexter smiled. “Absolutely.”
Orion snorted. “You put my sisters’ husbands to shame. I’ll just have to brag the next time I talk to any of them. I have two boyfriends willing to treat me like the lady I am.”
Dexter and Talon chuckled.
Talon and Orion both ordered spicy ground beef empanadas and beers while
Dexter chose the Milanesa de Pollo sandwich and lemonade. He just couldn’t justify the carbs in a beer. He half expected them to tease him, but Talon said nothing and Orion informed him the lemonade was delish.
Orion was the one to order, easily speaking Spanish like a native, and he even chatted up the person taking their order in Spanish, fascinating Dexter in the process.
They sat at a small table in the corner, and Dexter could only stare at Orion for a long moment.
“I never thought much of foreign languages before meeting you,” Dexter said. “And now I think Spanish is the sexiest language ever.”
Orion giggled and leaned forward, pressing his lips to Dexter’s ear. He spoke more Spanish, and while Dexter didn’t understand the words, the tone of them was sensual. He swallowed, hardening uncontrollably.
He met Talon’s eyes across the table and enjoyed the heated look in them. He was amazed at himself and his comfort level with them. They were unique in every way.
When Orion pulled back, Dexter barely resisted fanning himself. His face was warm and he was sure he was a fiery red.
“How do you like teaching a class?” he asked to distract Orion and himself.
Orion gave him a knowing smile. “I love it. I like sharing what I know with those eager to learn.”
Their drinks arrived, and Dexter nearly gulped half of it down in one swallow. He was painfully hard and he tried to adjust his position without gaining attention. Talon smirked and leaned closer to him.
“I have the same problem,” he said softly. “I’ll make sure to spank him nice and hard so he knows how naughty he’s been.”
Dexter never thought much of spanking until that very moment. He glanced at Orion who had apparently heard Talon’s words because color rose to his cheeks. He appeared excited.
The next hour passed far too quickly. Dexter laughed more than he had in a very long time. He ate without feeling self-conscious, especially considering how Orion wolfed down his empanadas as if they were going to be made illegal in the next minute. Talon ate slower with an indulgent look at Orion. He handed Orion napkins a time or two and even did the same for Dexter before he could ask for them.
“Can we do this again tomorrow night?” Orion asked as they left the restaurant. He held Dexter’s hand. Talon walked on the other side of Dexter, hands in his pockets, but close enough that their shoulders occasionally brushed.
