Uniting the Souls

by Annabella Michaels

  Isaac lowered his body as much as he could, opening himself up even more to me and I began eating him, feasting on him as if he were my last meal. The dual sensation of my tongue in Isaac’s ass and Matt’s tight channel squeezing my cock as he rode up and down soon had me going out of my mind. I wanted to be everywhere, on them and in them all at once. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get close enough. I wanted to crawl inside each one of them and take up residence.

  Matt’s movements slowed, though he kept riding me and I heard his low groan and then, “Oh, Isaac. Your mouth feels so good. That’s it, right there.” The mental image of what we must look like, me with my face in Isaac’s ass and Matt riding me while Isaac has his luscious lips wrapped around Matt’s dick, their flawlessly pale and olive skin tones in direct contrast with my own darker skin, was so erotic that I worried I would blow way too soon. I wasn’t the only one though.

  “Oh, God! You guys are going to make me come,” Isaac whimpered. Matt’s movements ceased and I felt Isaac tense above me.

  “Stop! I don’t want you to come yet,” Matt said forcefully. Isaac lifted and moved to sit on the bed next to me. His hand squeezed the base of his dick, pushing back his orgasm as he looked at Matt in frustrated confusion.

  “I want to be inside you when you come,” he explained and Isaac immediately smiled, apparently loving that plan. Matt lifted off of me and we all moved at once, Isaac lying down on his back and coating his entrance with lube while I helped Matt with a condom. Matt slicked himself up and positioned himself between Isaac’s legs, then he turned those smoky gray eyes on me as he looked over his shoulder.

  “As soon as I get inside him, I want you back in me. I want us all to be together.” He held my gaze for several seconds and my breath caught in my throat. There was something in his eyes that had me wondering if he was talking about more than just sex, but Matt turned his head before I could get a clear read on him.

  I moved in behind Matt, kissing his neck and nipping at the sensitive spot beneath his ear as he prepared Isaac to take him. I watched Isaac from behind heavy lids and I saw the way he stared back at the two of us, his expression so honest and sincere, just like his personality. Isaac didn’t waste time playing games like many men his age and I appreciated that about him. I liked that he told us with his words and showed us with his body exactly what he was thinking and feeling.

  I watched as Matt slid inside the younger man and Isaac’s eyes rolled back up in his head, a blissful smile gracing his lips as if he finally had everything he’d been dreaming about. I could understand because I felt the same way when I was with the two of them.

  Matt glanced at me over his shoulder in a silent command and I nodded; he didn’t have to tell me twice. I placed my hand between his shoulder blades and pressed down. He gave me a wicked smile and then he stretched down over Isaac. The two of them began kissing as I lined the head of my cock up with Matt’s opening.

  Matt groaned as I filled him once more and Isaac’s hands ran up and down his back, never stopping their kisses. I lay over Matt’s back and stretched my neck, wanting to join them. Isaac lifted his head and we were able to share a passionate yet all too short kiss.

  Satisfied, I lifted back up onto my knees and began to rock my hips into Matt. I was mesmerized by the sight of my cock being swallowed up by Matt’s perfectly round ass. The reality of seeing it was even better than Isaac had described and I thrust forward, needing to be deep inside him.

  “Give it to me, Hudson. Don’t hold back,” Matt cried out as I plunged into his depths.

  Matt’s words were the green light I’d been waiting for and I shoved my cock in deep. I was relentless in my movements, but Matt’s excited moans told me that he was loving every single second of it. Each thrust of my hips caused a ripple effect through the three of us as my cock was propelled into Matt’s tight hole which drove him deeper into Isaac.

  We moved as one fluid entity, striving to reach the same goal. Sweat dripped off my forehead and landed between Matt’s shoulder blades and I bent down to lick it, the combination of our flavors bursting on my tongue.

  My balls drew up tight and I felt the familiar burning at the base of my spine that told me my orgasm was imminent, but I never halted my movements. I knew I was about to have the best orgasm of my life and I wanted both of them to go over the edge with me.

  Matt’s breathing faltered and Isaac’s moans got louder and then I heard Isaac scream our names. Seconds later, Matt’s ass clamped down on my cock as his own orgasm crashed over him. Two more thrusts and my body went rigid as the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had barreled over me, stealing my breath from my lungs and making me wonder if I’d survive.

  We collapsed onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs, wrapping ourselves around one another and gasping for air. Matt’s bedroom reeked of sex and sweat and man and I gulped down lungful after lungful of the heady aroma, wondering if there was any better smell on the planet.

  Eventually we got up and took a shower together which wasn’t easy since Matt’s shower was much smaller than mine, but we didn’t care as we just moved in even closer. Afterward, we worked together to change the sheets and then fell into an exhausted sleep. It was the most intense night I’d ever had and I was going to fight like hell to make sure there were more just like it, even if I had to fight the two men in bed with me to make it happen.

  “Those were the best blueberry pancakes I’ve ever had. Thanks for saving me some, Gladys. You always take such great care of me,” I said, kissing her on the cheek. She blushed, but I could tell my words had pleased her.

  “You deserve to feel special, Isaac. You’re a good boy, always have been.” Gladys probably said that to all the kids that came through the center, but she’d always made me feel special regardless and I loved her for it. She gazed at me tenderly for just a moment, but someone walked in the kitchen just then and she turned away.

  I left the kitchen and walked towards my office, Gladys’s words still ringing in my ears. She thought I was a good person and had told me that over and over since I’d first arrived at the center broken and lost, just a shell of my former self. I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d still feel the same way if she learned the truth about why I had needed Agape House to begin with.

  I didn’t like to think about that time in my life because I still felt so much anger and guilt and pain over what had happened. It was easier to just push it aside and focus on all the good things that had happened in my life since then.

  Maybe it was because Matt had opened up about his past and I saw the toll that carrying around those secrets for years had taken on him. Maybe it was the way he seemed happier since then, almost as if by telling us he had been set free of his burdens. Whatever the reason, my past had been playing on my mind a lot lately and I was finding it more and more difficult to lock it away.

  There were a few times, especially when the three of us were curled around each other after a long night of sex, when I’d wondered if I’d feel better like Matt had, if I just told them everything. But I stopped myself every time, afraid that I’d see shame or disappointment in their eyes.

  Gladys said I deserved to feel special. Given what had happened, I would have to disagree. Regardless of whether I felt I deserved it or not, Matt and Hudson made me feel special every time I was with them. I walked into my office and sat down at my desk, smiling as I thought about the two men in my life.

  It had been over a month since Matt had told us about Sean and the three of us had become inseparable. We had dinner together almost every night, usually at either Hudson’s or Matt’s place since mine was too small for entertaining. After dinner, we’d usually curl up on the couch and talk or watch a movie. We had yet to finish a movie however because somehow, we always seemed to get distracted and ended up having sex before it was over. Not that I was complaining at all.

  Afterward, we’d take a shower and climb into bed, legs and arms all intertwined with each other. I’d gotten so used
to the sounds of their breathing, their heartbeats against my ear that I found it very difficult to fall asleep on the rare occasions I was alone at home.

  It was more than just sex between us though. We had a lot of fun together and genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. We had many things in common, but we also had several things that we brought to the relationship that were new to each other. I shared with them some of my favorite gay romance books which neither of them had read and Matt took us to a Chicago Bulls game since basketball was his favorite sport.

  Hudson had been appalled to learn that I didn’t know how to cook and that Matt was basically living off frozen dinners, so he’d taken it upon himself to teach us how to cook. Hudson was an amazing chef and a great teacher. So far, we’d learned how to make lasagna, beef stew, and just the night before, we’d made homemade chicken and noodles.

  Matt and I were very proud of ourselves for our accomplishments and Hudson had rewarded us right there in the kitchen. Blood rushed to my cock as I relived the memory and the way Hudson had dominated the two of us.

  I wiped down the counter while Matt washed the dishes we’d used to cook and Hudson dried them. We’d made quite a mess, but with the three of us working on it, the cleanup was quick and easy. Everything seemed to go more smoothly whenever we were all together, I thought.

  We liked to do and say things to tease each other and rile one another up. Sort of our own form of foreplay and one that I enjoyed immensely. I loved seeing my lovers’ eyes darken with just the brush of my hand over their skin or whispered words of what I wanted to do to them later.

  It made me feel desired and even a bit powerful in a way, almost as if I could…No! I brushed that thought aside, sure that neither man would want what I’d been thinking and not willing to rock the boat. I was perfectly happy with how our sex life was, but still, I was curious.

  I heard a gasp from behind me and looked over my shoulder, my cock springing to life at the sight that met my eyes. Matt was standing with his hands clutched to the front of the sink, his fingers turning white with his tight grip. Hudson had his body pressed against Matt’s back, the bulge in his pants sliding up and down the crack of Matt’s ass.

  Seeing my two lovers together never failed to get me hard, but my cock became painfully rigid when I noticed the dishtowel that Hudson had wrapped around Matt’s throat. His hold on it was firm, yet I could see Matt’s chest rising and falling as he began to breathe rapidly from excitement so I knew it wasn’t too constricting.

  Hudson had told me that he thought Matt might enjoy a little light domination. I wasn’t sure what all that entailed, but if the glazed look in Matt’s eyes and the desperate sounds of his moans were any indication then Hudson had been right.

  Hudson pulled Matt away from the sink and turned their bodies so that they were facing me. He reached around Matt’s waist with his free hand and undid his belt. He unbuttoned and lowered the zipper of Matt’s jeans next and Matt let out a strangled cry as Hudson’s large hand plunged down under the waistband of his underwear and pulled out his cock. My mouth watered at the sight of Matt’s cock dripping over Hudson’s fingers and I reached down and undid my pants, sighing in relief as I slid my hand in and palmed my own cock.

  “Get naked, now,” Hudson demanded, looking directly at me. His deep baritone voice resonated through me and made me vibrate like a tuning fork. I reached for the hem of my T-shirt, but his words stopped me. “Slowly!”

  Matt tracked my every move, his eyes darkening with lust as I slowly revealed my body to them. Hudson continued to fist Matt’s cock, keeping the towel in place around Matt’s neck while he whispered in his ear all the filthy things he wanted to do to us. His words had me trembling with need by the time I was finished, having been stripped bare. I stood quietly with my arms at my sides as their eyes roamed up and down my body, but instead of wanting to hide, I was empowered by the undeniable desire I saw in my lovers’ eyes.

  “You’re perfect,” Hudson told me and I felt my shoulders straighten with his praise. “Come here, Isaac, and undress our man.”

  I did his bidding and then eagerly followed Hudson’s instructions as he had me get on my knees and suck Matt’s weeping cock. I lapped at him hungrily, tasting the salty, sweet cum on his tip and sucking him down, trying to draw more of the delicious flavor from him. I could tell that Matt wanted to thrust his hips and bury his dick down my throat, but when Hudson growled at him that he was not allowed to move, he immediately stilled. It was obvious that Matt loved the control that Hudson was enforcing over him.

  “Keep your hands behind your head. You do not have permission to touch him,” Hudson instructed.

  Matt’s jaw clenched and I knew it was killing him not to reach for me. Once he’d opened up to us, we’d discovered that Matt was a very touchy-feely kind of guy and he rarely spent any time with us that he wasn’t touching us in some way.

  Hudson stepped back and began to undress himself while I continued to suck Matt. I licked a path down his long shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth, swirling it with my tongue. Matt moaned above me and I gazed up at him. His head was bent and he was staring down at me with a look that had my heart beating triple speed. I had seen that same look in his eyes a lot over the last month, but I was afraid to get my hopes up about what it might mean.

  Hudson moved back up alongside Matt then and I let my eyes feast on the miles of glorious dark skin over rippling muscles. I was filled with pride at how magnificent my two lovers were. I wasn’t sure I’d ever understand why they had chosen to be with me, but I was eternally grateful.

  My tongue swept around the head of Matt’s cock, teasing the bundle of nerves right under the tip, while my hand glided up and down over his shaft. I kept my eyes trained on the two men towering over me and I saw Hudson whisper something in Matt’s ear. Matt’s eyes widened, but I could tell that whatever Hudson said had excited him because he nodded vigorously.

  “Come here, baby,” Hudson said as he stretched his hand out and helped me to my feet. “There’s something you’ve been wanting. What is it?” I tilted my head and scrunched my forehead in confusion.

  “I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” I said, but my voice didn’t come out as strong as I’d hoped.

  My heart began to thump wildly, but I told myself there was no way he could possibly know. It had only ever been a thought in my head. Hudson glanced at Matt and they were both suddenly surrounding me, one on either side with their arms wrapped around me. Hudson captured my chin between his thumb and forefinger and lifted so I was forced to look him in the eyes.

  “This will only work between the three of us if we’re always honest with each other. That includes telling us when there’s something you want or need from us,” Hudson told me and my eyes widened.

  “You are an equal part of this relationship. Your needs are just as important as ours,” Matt chimed in. I started to chew my lip nervously, but Hudson used his thumb to pull it out from between my teeth.

  “Tell us, Isaac. I want to hear you say it out loud.” Hudson’s voice picked up the commanding tone from earlier and I responded immediately.

  “I want to try topping,” I told them. I held my breath, half expecting to hear them laugh at me for my ridiculous request, but Matt reached for my cheek and turned my head in his direction.

  “Will you top me, Isaac?” His gray eyes had turned smoky with arousal and I realized that Matt was actually excited by the idea of me fucking him.

  “Ye…” I started to answer, but his mouth slammed over mine before I could get the entire word out. Matt’s tongue slipped through my parted lips, rediscovering every inch of my mouth. Hudson nipped my shoulder with his teeth and my body shivered in response.

  “Lie down on the table, on your back, Matt,” Hudson growled. “I want you to prepare him while I get you ready,” he told me.

  Hudson ran to the bedroom to get the supplies while Matt hopped onto the kitchen table and lay down, planting his
feet on the edge. I stepped between his legs and stared down at him. He looked so beautiful spread out like that, so open and trusting. The thought of being inside Matt, of feeling a part of him that he’d only shared with two other people, was humbling.

  “Touch me, Isaac,” Matt whispered and my eyes shot to his face. He was staring at me with a tender expression and my heart tripped over itself. I had it so bad for both of these men.

  I reached out to him and trailed my hands down over his chest, feeling the soft hairs underneath my palms. His body trembled beneath my touch as my hands glided over his firm stomach and down to the juncture of his thighs. I felt like I was exploring Matt’s body for the first time because it felt different. The moment was different because he was letting me inside for the first time. Not just inside his body, but inside his circle of trust, and, hopefully, inside his heart.

  “Do you have any idea what it does to me to see the two of you together?” Hudson said and I looked over my shoulder to see him leaning against the island counter, watching us. I hadn’t even heard him come in, but I gave him a warm smile. I knew exactly what it felt like to watch my two lovers getting lost in each other. It was so magnificent, I’d often wished I could capture it in a photo that I could carry around with me and pull out whenever I was away from them.

  Hudson sauntered towards us, his cock jutting out proudly from his body. My mouth watered at the sight of it and I glanced down at Matt who was also staring at Hudson with rapt attention. He licked his lips and I knew that he too was wishing he could get a taste. Hudson was calling the shots that night though, and he instructed Matt to tell me what he wanted. Matt gave him a grateful look and then turned his attention to me.

  “I want you to lick me. I want you to eat my ass and tease me open with your tongue so I can take that long dick of yours.” I whimpered as Matt’s erotic words caused my cock to grow rock-hard and I wrapped a hand tightly around my shaft to stop myself from coming. I started to get on my knees, but Hudson stopped me.