by Rowan Shaw
"You guys are going to make me come," he gasped, but we didn't stop.
His fists clenched around the sheets as he let out a strangled shout and released in my mouth, thrusting in and out before going still. Adrien met my lips when I pulled away, and he slipped his tongue inside to taste Noah's cum. He was so turned on, I thought he was going to fuck me right then and there.
"I want to watch you fuck him," I whispered in his ear.
Adrien gave the naughtiest smile, his dark eyes almost black from dilation. He rose from the bed and undid his pants, his eyes pinned on mine the entire time, a little smirk poking at the corner of his lips as he exposed his full erection.
He got ready while I kneeled between Noah's legs and rimmed him to get him wet before sliding one finger inside, then two. I relished the sounds from his mouth when he moved his hips to take me in deeper while I kissed the length of his thighs, only to move away when Adrien came back to the bed.
Before I could react, Adrien pulled me to him and nuzzled my neck until I shivered. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes." All my doubts had evaporated, burned away by my ardent need. I wanted this so bad, I could barely stand the ache anymore.
He looked me straight in the eyes to make sure, then gave a tiny nod and smiled down at Noah, who was staring at us, his turquoise blue eyes wide open. Adrien bent over his slim body and pushed his legs back to settle in between, not waiting a second to thrust against him without penetration. I sat on the bed at their side, my back against the headboard, and watched Adrien kiss Noah while running the side of his hand down his temple.
"I'm going to make love to you the way you deserve."
Noah gave a nod and grabbed my lover's cock to guide him inside. He let out a tiny wince when Adrien pushed past his entrance.
"Feeling all right?"
Noah nodded without a word as Adrien slid in deeper all the way to his hilt, then paused to pepper kisses all over Noah's jaw before sticking his tongue behind Noah's earlobe.
"You feel so damn good," my lover panted, moving his hips in slow motion as Noah closed his eyes.
I couldn't stop watching. I was so transfixed, I'd forgotten to undo my pants that were squeezing me painfully. I unzipped them and freed myself, the sounds of pleasure pouring out of Noah's mouth making my shaft throb. I slid a hand under my briefs and began stroking myself as Adrien increased the pace without ever pounding into Noah, but taking him ever so softly with each move.
I was right. When Adrien used to spend the nights in Noah's arms, it wasn't just fucking. They were making love, but I felt no pain or jealousy upon finding out. Watching them together was the hottest thing I'd ever seen—possibly hotter than Adrien fucking Charlotte. Every time my lover plunged inside Noah, I felt the sensations all the way to my cock. I pulled it out to stroke myself before fingering my hole at the same time.
Still rocking in and out, Adrien pressed his forehead against Noah's. "I missed being inside you so much. You feel incredible."
With that, he wrapped his arms around Noah's waist and lifted him up, scooping him off the bed to pin him against the wall. His hard muscles flexed in his effort to support him.
"I want to watch you fuck my boyfriend," Adrien panted against Noah's mouth. "I want him to know how incredible you feel."
Noah smiled and bent his neck backward as Adrien kissed his throat, taking him deeper and faster.
"I'm about to come," Adrien let out in a groan, the muscles of his ass tightening as he climaxed. It was rare that Adrien came first unless he let himself go completely.
Without pulling out, he carried Noah back to the bed and stroked his blond hair away from his flushed face, then kissed his mouth before shooting me a glance.
"I want you to ride Noah," he said as he pulled out and removed his condom.
I was more than happy to oblige. I needed release, and I needed it soon. I got on my knees and moved over the bed to straddle Noah. Adrien brought a condom and sheathed him before applying a thick coat of lube. He pulled me into a kiss, his hand tight around my neck, then sat in the armchair in the corner to watch as I grabbed Noah's cock and stroked him.
He truly was beautiful—a delicate kind of beauty. All huge blue eyes and eyelashes so long they reached his cheekbones with every blink. I could see why Adrien wanted him so much. Noah had never looked as ravishing as he did now, his platinum blond hair wild and his skin flushed.
When he was ready, I lowered myself on him and gasped as he breached past my resistance. I sank inch by inch, the sensation burning before I could move. It began to feel so damn good and filling, I shivered. I pressed my hands on his flat chest and rocked up and down, getting a feel of how damn long he was. I had to close my eyes under the rise of pleasure replacing the pain.
"You feel so good," Noah moaned, grasping my neck to pull me into a kiss while moving underneath me to take me deeper. "Does it feel good?"
I could barely reply, let alone breathe under the ecstasy warming its way through my core. "Please don't stop," I begged.
I could feel Adrien's eyes right on me while Noah ran his fingertips up and down my back and pulled me into another kiss. He felt like no man I'd ever been with—not even Adrien. Though his movements had increased, taking me deep and fast, his motions were almost tender. He was gliding in and out of me in a gentle dance, his soft kisses and his caring touch making it feel like so much more than sex.
"I'm gonna make you come now," he hummed against my skin.
With that, he increased the rhythm, hitting my prostate just right, again and again, until my body trembled out of control with goosebumps rising all over my skin and chills coursing through my flesh. The orgasm was so strong, exploding from deep inside, I let out a raw shout and came all over Noah's stomach. I felt suddenly woozy when he kept going until he arched his back in his own orgasm and closed his eyes, finding his release. Everything around us stilled.
Noah anchored his blue gaze on mine, and a grin pulled at his lips. He drew me into a soft kiss, his tongue caressing its way in. He only stopped when his cock began to soften and he was forced to pull out.
Adrien stood from his chair and came to kiss me, rolling me on my back while Noah left the room to go clean himself.
"Why was he crying earlier?" I asked.
"Hugo took his new beau to his moms' place for Christmas. There are pictures all over social media."
I raised both eyebrows. "Is the actor getting a divorce?"
"I don't know. So how did it feel?" he asked, cuddling against me, his skin warm and sticky, covered in sweat just like mine. I could tell he was concerned, but there was no worry to be had. This was the wildest sex of my life, even hotter than my threesome with my friend Florian or the one with Charlotte. And to think I'd almost passed on the opportunity because of my jealousy of Noah.
"You were right. It was different than anything I’ve ever experienced."
"Careful. Noah gets addictive."
"Is he always like that?" I asked.
"Like what?"
"I don't know..."
"He does like it rough when it's two teaming to take him. But he's a giver. Givers make the best lovers." He cast a quick glance at the door, then at me. "Let me go get you some water. How about you get some rest before we take him together?"
I looked at him and blinked. "You mean double penetration?"
Adrien nodded. "Only if you want to, of course."
"And you're sure Noah will be okay with it?"
"Trust me, you haven't seen him go wild and completely lose control yet. It's possibly the most beautiful sight... Well, besides watching you come undone on his cock."
He flashed me a smile coupled with a hungry kiss, then stood off the bed, leaving the room stark naked. I rolled flat on my back, still floating down from my high. I never thought it'd be possible to find someone who could rival Adrien's bedroom feats, but Noah had done exactly that.
Chapter 11
NOAH
Waking up with Adri
en snuggling fully naked against my back was all the comfort I'd needed for weeks. Raphaël was turned away from me, sleeping in a fetal position and snoring lightly, his butt pushing against my crotch. I tried to stretch, but my movement awakened Adrien, who yawned then kissed the length of my neck while pressing his morning wood against my crack.
"I want to take you before you wake Raphaël up and suck him off," he whispered against my ear. His breath against my skin sent sweet shivers all the way down my spine before he reached the nightstand table for a condom and lube.
"Raphaël won't mind?" I asked, giving Adrien a glance as I half-turned around.
"Not as long as we involve him..."
He pulled my leg over both of his, still spooning me, and penetrated me slowly from behind, the burning barely lasting before a multitude of sensations seized me from within. Having him so deep inside me brought back a myriad of memories. I had missed this kind of intimacy so much. I hadn't been able to find anyone who could duplicate this fullness I only felt when I was in Adrien's arms.
"Wake him up," he said and kissed my earlobe while thrusting in and out so delightfully, my flesh rose in goosebumps.
When I slowly woke Raphaël up with kisses along the length of his shoulders, he sent me a half-asleep look and a bright, inviting smile. "Really, Noah, this early?"
"Only if you want to." I nuzzled the back of his ear before I nibbled on it.
Upon his consenting nod, I lowered my hand to his crotch to find him already hard. "Rotate around. I'm going to suck you off."
His smile widened as he did what I said, and his eyes geared toward Adrien.
"Bonjour, mon amour," Adrien purred and grinned against my skin, the rolls of his hips never stopping even as he stared at his boyfriend.
Raphaël leaned over my shoulder to give him a quick kiss on the lips. "You're starting early today, I see."
Adrien laughed against my back. "Don't I always?"
Raphaël didn't wait any longer to shift around so his crotch was in my face. Lying on our sides, we sixty-nined each other until I couldn't take the pleasure anymore and exploded in his mouth, my squeezes taking Adrien along with me. Raphaël followed next and shot his salty load on my tongue with a deep groan before he stilled and pulled out to lie on his back and catch his breath.
"You two are killing me," he panted.
"Let's go shower. I have to be at the gallery in an hour," Adrien said. "You're still coming to make that video, right?" he asked in my ear. I gave a nod as he pulled out.
Sadly, we didn't have time to play in the shower even though we all took one together before Adrien grabbed us some breakfast to go.
"You're not coming?" he asked Raphaël, who wasn't even dressed yet.
"Nah, I need to rest. You guys wore me out."
A self-satisfied smile poked at Adrien's lips before he grabbed my hand and led me out of the apartment all the way to the underground garage. He held out a helmet and let me sit behind him astride his motorcycle, my camera safe in the bag strapped around my shoulder. I wasn't sure why we weren't walking or taking the subway. The drive to his art gallery was a short distance, but the traffic was horrendous.
The cold chilled me to the bone in spite of my trench coat upon leaving the garage. The drive took longer than it should have before we finally got to the gallery. I rushed inside and warmed myself up by the heater as soon as Adrien opened the door, then set up my camera, hoping no one would visit while the video was rolling. The gallery was truly beautiful, with white walls covered in all of Adrien's already framed art.
"You're sure you're up to this?" Adrien asked.
"I've made videos since the breakup. I'm fine," I replied. "YouTube is all I have. He's not going to ruin that for me. I've been using it all to my advantage, anyway. I got a thousand more followers just from making a video about Hugo cheating on me."
Adrien gave a lopsided smile and kissed the side of my jaw. "Raphaël really enjoyed what we did last night."
"How do you know?"
"He asked if we could do it again."
"When did he ask?" I'd barely left their sides at all.
"When you were getting dressed. He dragged me into the kitchen to talk alone."
I gave a short pause. "And you wouldn't mind?"
"I want him to have fun while he can." His smile spread when he winked at me.
"While he can?"
Adrien licked his upper lip and took a minute to respond. "I want to propose to him."
"What? Really?" I exclaimed, my eyes bugging out.
"Yes, really."
I held his wrist when he seemed strangely contrite. "That's huge! I can't believe this. I'm so happy for you!"
"I wasn't sure if I should tell you. I was worried how you'd react."
I narrowed my eyes. "Why?"
"Because if we get married, I really want to try monogamy. For good this time. And I don't want you to think we were using you last night."
"Oh." I couldn't believe he was thinking of me at a moment like this. "Adrien, I loved having sex with you guys, but I know it won't go further than that. I was surprised you even invited me to bed at all. Being poly doesn't mean sex has to lead to a relationship."
"I know that, but I don't want to be one of those couples who play with people without considering their feelings."
I grabbed his hands to reassure him and pecked his lips softly. "Even if we were together, the three of us, you know I'd still want to sleep with other people. That's just how I am, and after what Hugo did to me, I never want to force myself to be someone I'm not. I never thought that one night with you two would lead to something more, and I don't want you to worry that I might. I'm just so happy for you, that you're finally getting the life you deserve. To watch you recover after all those years of hurting so much. That's all I could ever hope for."
Adrien smiled with a satisfied nod.
"I wouldn't want to be you, though," I joked. "Monogamy is torture. Literally."
He let out a laugh, his dark eyes twinkling. "Monogamy definitely isn't for you, and you shouldn't have to force it upon yourself if it's not working."
"I thought it was difficult for you as well," I said, searching his gaze.
"I thought it would be, but being with Raphaël has brought me everything I needed. I did miss you, though. I won't pretend I didn't."
I raised an eyebrow. "What if you realize you still miss me one year from now? I might not be available for sex, you know. I have my own life to live."
He caressed my face, his smile spreading to his eyes. "I will miss you, but playing around isn't what I want to do forever. I'm not sure why Raphaël agreed to the threesome to begin with, but I know it wouldn't have happened with anyone but you."
I still couldn't understand why he wanted to go mono. Just thinking of being with only one person for the rest of my life would terrify me, but I wasn't going to dispute his decision. It was his to make, not mine.
"You think I'll find someone too? Someone who'll accept me as I am?" I asked.
"Noah, you're one of the most striking queers I know. I've seen the way people look at you when we go out. Men, women, non-binary, they're all into you. You'll find someone."
Nour had said the same thing. They were so oblivious to the hate I received constantly because I was too queer even for some queers.
"You truly believe I'll find someone who won't want to get married?" I asked. "Someone who won't try to tie me down? Someone who'll allow me to have sex with other people?" I made a face. It sounded almost impossible. "Where do you suggest I find such a unicorn?"
"Among all your friends with benefits, there isn't one who could be more?" Adrien asked.
"Not really. It's not like that between us. I never considered dating any of them. We've had sex; it was fun. Period."
"What about Nour?" he asked.
"I don't think Nour wants to settle down. And it was just sex between us." I walked to my camera and adjusted the lens. "Are you ready? What did you want
to talk about today?"
"Polyamory," he replied in all seriousness.
I pursed my lips and motioned at his art. "We're here to discuss your success and how other artists could rise the way you did."
Adrien smiled wickedly. "Unless they also know someone named Noah Perrin, I can't help them. I wouldn't have made it this far without you promoting me on your channel."
I dismissed his words with a flick of my hand. "Bullocks. So, d'you have anything I can actually show on my channel without YouTube shutting me down for indecency?"
He let out a loud chuckle. "I have a brand new collection, yes."
"Is the art as erotic as the last one?" I wanted to make this video, but it was tricky considering his subject matter, a.k.a. queers caught in all kinds of sexual acts.
"The last collection wasn't erotic," he protested.
"Right." His latest paintings mostly focused on women, all colorful, with sensual lips and round curves, sparkling eyes—all their bodies in suggestive positions. "They weren't as explicit as your charcoals, but I still couldn't show them on my channel."
"We need to keep some suspense to attract people to my website and gallery," he shot back with the naughtiest smirk.
"Okay, so..." I picked my camera up and followed him to his studio in the back. A huge rectangular table sat in the middle, covered with art supplies and half-finished charcoal drawings. The white walls were covered in paintings I'd never seen before. Two easels stood side to side close to the table, each one holding a painting still in progress. Adrien hid his erotic charcoals from sight and turned on the lights even though his wide window already provided ample luminosity.
I turned on the camera to start the interview and asked him to present his latest work.
"I have a new collection called The Rainbow Wave," he said. "Each painting represents a queer flag."
I nodded and filmed the various paintings. I was in awe of his art, all vibrant colors splashed over white canvas.
"I didn't want to just paint flags," he commented. "I prefer to spray the paint around and let it mix together. Owning these would be a nice way for closeted people to have something at home that represents them without it being obvious."
