Changing His Reality

by Sophie Martin

  “So,” he murmured again against Jason’s ear. “Since we’re all in bed anyway, what do you say we continue what that impromptu rescue mission interrupted, hmm?” he said, his arms wandering under Jason’s T-shirt. Tyler pinched his nipples, and Jason couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his hips. That seemed to alert still-slumbering Toby, who wiggled his butt closer to Jason’s groin. Jason groaned, which in turn made Tyler chuckle. “You should probably be more careful, sweet. You’ll wake Toby up, and he needs his beauty sleep.”

  “I’m already beautiful enough,” mumbled Toby, turning to his other side so that he was facing Jason. “And I would hate to miss what is going on here,” he finished, nuzzling Jason’s throat and leaving butterfly kisses all over it.

  Those two-sided ministrations left Jason hard as steel. Between Ty nibbling on his ear—which, as Jason was right then discovering was his hot spot—and Toby licking his throat—another hot spot, apparently—Jason’s cock was ready to explode. Add to it Tyler’s gentle thrusting against his backside, and he wasn’t sure he’d survive much longer.

  “Do you like it, Jay? Having two men taking care of you? Loving on you? Do you want us?” Ty asked in a deep, throaty rumble that made Jason groan and thrust against Toby once again. “Answer me, Jay! Tell me you want this, you want us!”

  “Y–yes.” A broken moan escaped Jason’s throat even as he felt Toby’s smile against his skin.

  “That’s good,” said Tyler, who seemed to take over the initiative in bed. “Because that’s exactly what you’ll get.” He spoke into Jason’s ear, punctuating each word with a thrust of his hips.

  Jason felt Toby’s laugh smothered in the skin of his throat even as his hands travelled to his back and down under the fabric of his boxer briefs to cup his ass. Toby pulled him closer and began thrusting his cock against Jason’s. At the same time, Tyler’s tongue started encircling his lobe while the man himself grabbed Jason’s T-shirt and pulled it up and over his head.

  “Let’s get rid of it, shall we?” he asked. And when he did, he added, “much better.”

  Jason couldn’t answer, even if Toby didn’t take his mouth in a hot kiss. He was beyond words. The feeling of two sets of hands playing with his body. Two hard erections grinding against him. It was all too much. He heard small mewling sounds and realised to his embarrassment that they were coming from him. The other men weren’t fazed. After getting rid of his T-shirt, Tyler did the same thing to his boxers. He threw away the cover in the process and rolled Jason to his back. Then he rid himself of his own sleeping pants, uncovering his impressive, long erection.

  Jason consumed him with a hungry gaze. He still had his reservations when it came to their three-way relationship, but he wasn’t going to voice them now. No, he was more than ready to get the show on the road, so to speak. His cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum, and his body thrummed with expectation. He glanced to the side and saw Toby lying on his side, supporting himself on the elbow and with his head resting on one hand.

  “Wow,” the younger man said. “You’ve got a really great body. One can’t truly appreciate it until you’re fully undressed.” There was a real awe in Toby’s voice, which made Jason smile. He stretched his body a little, preening playfully and exposing his muscles.

  “It’s a god’s gift,” he said, “nothing I had to work for. I’ve always been rather proportionally built, and it only intensified after my change. As if fate wanted to compensate me for my loss of emotions with a body of a Greek god.” He smiled to take away some of the sting of resentment from his words. It was true though. Fully clothed, Jason didn’t look like much. True, he was handsome in that classical way with very regular face features, a straight nose, and big grey eyes. But it was only when he was completely naked that you could see how perfectly defined his body truly was. Not big and bulky, but with musculature resembling one of the ancient statues—like Discobolus or the Artemisian bronze statue depicting Poseidon or Zeus. Well, at least he was built like that when it came to his muscles. “’Cause my dick is definitely bigger than the statues,” he thought to himself.

  There were more changes to his body after his transformation too. He never got ill anymore, any injury or cuts healed impossibly fast, and he could drink way more than he used to. But he didn’t want to think about it now.

  “Are you going to come back to bed or are you staying there?” he asked Tyler with a lifted brow.

  “Hmm, let me think about it,” answered the man, tapping his forefinger against his cheek. “Come back to bed with two sexy men or stay here cold and lonely…” His face split with a wicked smile. “I think there is only one possible answer,” he said as he crawled up the length of Jason’s body. He then proceeded to take Jason’s mouth in a possessive kiss. When they finally had to part to take a breath, Ty glanced at Toby, who in the meantime lost his pants and was stroking his cock, watching them with a smouldering gaze.

  “Would you please take over, Toby?” Tyler asked, giving one more peck on Jason’s mouth. “I’ll get our man here ready for me.” Toby didn’t hesitate, leaning over and starting a long, drawn-out kiss. They tongues tangled, retreating and coming forward in an arousing dance. A sudden sound of throat being cleared interrupted them, and they both looked at Ty.

  “Um, do you have lube, babe?” he asked, looking sheepish. Jason gaped at him for a moment before he answered.

  “Uh, yeah, but I’m not sure if it isn’t out of date, and I definitely have no condoms.” An instant simultaneous groan was his answer.

  “Well, I’ve been told that shifters cannot give or get any diseases, but with Toby being human and you…well…being you, we could definitely use some protection.” Tyler mumbled more to himself than either of them.

  “Can’t you just wish them into being?” asked Toby, clearly frustrated.

  “I told you, sweetheart, it’s only for emergencies. Otherwise it’s cheating,” answered Jason as calmly as he could, feeling at the same time similar frustration rising within him.

  “But it is an emergency!” Toby whined, and Jason couldn’t disagree. It felt like he’d die if he didn’t get some man-on-man loving and pronto!

  “Okay, there is brand new bottle of the best lube and a big pack of condoms in the bedside table.” He spoke in power-infused words.

  “That’s what I’m talking about!” shouted Tyler victoriously. “Get back to what you were doing, gentlemen, and let me proceed.” Jason gave a little chuckle at that but did as he was told.

  He kissed Toby with all the heat he could feel rising within him. Their tongues battled, teeth clashed, hands clenched in hair. Jason felt like humping the air when he felt Ty spreading his legs and lifting his knees. Then a wet, cool finger circled his opening. Jason instinctively flexed his abdominal muscles and clenched the ones being massaged. Tyler didn’t stop though. Instead Jason felt sudden heat enveloping the head of his dick as Ty sucked it into his mouth. Jason couldn’t help himself. He mewled into Toby’s mouth.

  Toby lifted his head, his hair in wild disarray, eyes sparkling with desire. He moved his gaze down Jason’s body and licked his lips at the view that greeted him.

  “Do you like it, Jay?” he asked in a low, sexy voice. “Do you like Tyler’s mouth on your dick? Does it make you hot?” the little minx asked, watching Tyler’s bobbing head intently.

  Jason’s answer came as a moan when Tyler’s finger breached his opening. Ty’s head lifted, and he spoke, watching Jason from under his lowered eyelids.

  “You’re so tight, babe. So fucking tight. I can imagine your hole swallowing my cock. You’ll surround me like a glove. So tight and hot,” he said, eliciting another groan from Jason. Then he went back to sucking Jason’s dick and spearing his hole with now two fingers. Jason couldn’t stop himself. He started thrashing on a bed, his head going from side to side, his hips thrusting, hands clenching the sheets.

  “Oh, fuck, that’s so hot!” said Toby, and when Jason managed to open his eyes and glance at him, he reali
sed the younger man was stroking his cock and fucking himself on his own fingers. “Shit, I want to ride your dick, Jay. I want to sit and bounce on it until I come,” he said. Then he pulled his fingers from his ass and grabbed for the lube. He squirted some on his palm and took Jason’s hand, untangling it from the sheet. He smeared the wet, cool substance on Jason’s fingers and said, “Help me get prepared while Ty is stretching you.” Jason whimpered when his fingers got swallowed by Toby’s asshole, but he was far too gone to care for sounds he was making. Between the hot wet suction on Tyler’s mouth on his dick, the stretching, full sensation on the man’s fingers in his ass and incredible heat of Toby’s hole surrounding his fingers, Jason was ready to blow.

  “I think he's ready, sweetling,” said Tyler, lifting his head and pulling his fingers from Jason’s ass. Jason only whimpered at the loss.

  “So am I,” said Toby in a breathless voice, pulling Jason’s fingers away from his hole. Jason whimpered again, and Tyler chuckled.

  “I think we fried his brain, sweetling. Now the two of us need to take care of everything else.”

  “And how do you want to do that?” Toby purred, walking on his knees to Ty and giving him a scorching-hot kiss.

  “Mmm, why don’t you lie down with your legs spread wide so that Jay can fuck you while I take him from behind?” he asked, giving Toby a little push.

  “Good idea,” Toby answered, crab-walking to the head of the bed. Tyler, at the same time, grabbed Jason and lifted him to a sitting position.

  “Come on, handsome, you need to put a condom on.” Jason only stared at him with wild eyes, panting, and Tyler chuckled again. “Or maybe we’ll let Toby do it for you,” he said instead, throwing a small silver packet to the younger man. Toby did just that while Ty took care of his own erection.

  They then proceeded to assume the previously agreed position with Tyler manoeuvring Jason’s body, which seemed so lost in passion that he couldn’t do it himself. Tyler then grabbed Jay’s dick and lined it with Toby’s winking starburst while doing the same with his own cock and Jay’s hole. When he finally pushed forwards in one long, slow move, he groaned at the feeling of his dick sinking into Jason’s heat. Jason and Toby gave matching groans, apparently enjoying all the sensations.

  Tyler froze for several seconds, waiting for both men to get used to the feeling of being full. It didn’t take long, and Toby wiggled, eliciting another groan from Jason and a short “fuck!” from Ty, whose dick was being squeezed by Jason’s inner muscles.

  “Move, damn you.” Toby seemed to be really impatient and lost all of his shyness in bed, becoming a demanding lover. Tyler wasn’t about to complain. He started moving in, first slow, long-drawn movement, then they all set a pace faster and faster. He felt anticipation building within him as if something filled him from inside out, making him feel full, ready to explode. His orgasm started building up, his balls drawing closer to his body, and he clenched his teeth, not wanting to come yet, not before Jason and Toby.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna come!” said Jason as if in answer to his thoughts. The man in the middle started thrusting furiously, increasing the tempo. Toby moaned loudly when the faster pace made his pleasure spike, pushing him closer to the peak. God, Jason, me, too. Don’t stop, please, I’m so close,” he added in a high-pitched voice, his body slicked with sweat. After that it was all an almost instantaneous chain reaction.

  Toby, who was gripping the headrest of the bed and hadn’t even touched his cock, came with a long-drawn wail and ropes of semen painting his stomach. The clenching of his inner muscles pulled an answering orgasm from Jason, who thrust a few more times and came, throwing his head back and moaning wildly. Ty came at the same exact moment, feeling as if cum was pulled from his balls, filling the condom buried deep within Jason’s ass.

  But even as he felt his cock pulsing and spurting jets of cum, his canines elongated, face changed slightly, resembling that of a tiger, and he struck, biting in the place where Jason’s neck met his shoulder. He pulled several deep swallows of Jay’s blood and released the abused flesh. But it was what happened a second after this that scared the living shit out of them all.

  Toby had the best view of Jason when it happened. Jay’s eyes changed colour from clear grey to a stormy, deep colour of charcoal grey clouds. His pupils from black turned to molten red-gold and it looked as if they were shooting tiny lightning bolts around his irises.

  Jason looked surprised, and he lifted his hand as if to touch his face. But before he could do it, a real-life lightning shot out of it in the air above them. Both Tyler and Toby watched with their faces uplifted and mouths opened in awe as it meandered in the air, split into two, and then suddenly struck each of them with electric shock.

  Jason nearly panicked, feeling both his lovers seize under and above him. But before he could do anything, each of them took a deep breath and stopped seizing. Jason couldn’t hold himself upwards any longer and collapsed, twisting at the last second so as not to crush Toby. Tyler collapsed alongside him, and they lay there panting for a long while.

  “What the hell was that?” asked Toby, who seemed to come to first.

  “Yeah, that’s a good question,” said Ty in a tired voice followed by a wide yawn. They both looked at Jason expectantly, as if he had the slightest idea what just happened.

  “Hey, I could have asked you the same question,” he said, instead redirecting the conversation. He touched his shoulder tenderly, feeling the swollen bite left by Tyler’s very sharp and very inhuman teeth.

  “Um,” said the man, looking truly embarrassed. And was that a blush on his face? “It’s kinda a long story. Can’t it wait till tomorrow?”

  “Yeah.” Toby cracked a loud yawn. “I’m all for leaving all the serious conversations about weird shit happening in our bed till tomorrow. You guys sexed me to death!” he said in his newly found confident voice.

  “Tomorrow it is then,” grumbled Jason in a rough voice. He felt Ty’s big hands removing his condom and washing him with a warm wet cloth but before he could mumble his thanks, he felt sleep pulling him under, and the blackness swallowed him whole.

  Tyler cleaned first himself and Jason, throwing the condoms to the bin and washing them both with a damp washcloth, then paid attention to washing all traces of Toby’s cum from both his and Jason’s bodies. Both his men were asleep as he crawled into bed with them, pulling covers over them. He glanced with fondness at Jason’s neck, adorned with his bite, and smiled gently to himself. He couldn’t wait to leave a matching bite on his other man. Toby would look good with his mark. Tyler curled around Jason and let sleep take over his mind.

  Chapter Ten

  Jason woke up the next morning and smiled, stretching his arms behind his head. He hadn’t felt that good since…hell, he’d never felt that good before. He basked in that feeling for a long moment, feeling one big leg wrapped around his and someone’s head resting on his chest. He felt incredible, invincible, he felt…stinging in his neck. Jason grimaced and opened his eyes.

  It was still early. His house and street were quiet with all the inhabitants still sleeping. Jason glanced to first one then the other side, noticing both his lovers still soundly asleep. He wasn’t so fortunate. He grimaced, feeling the sudden and unavoidable urge to go to the bathroom. It was like that with him every time.

  He was okay until he was asleep, but as soon as he opened his eyes his bladder would scream at him to visit the toilet immediately. Jason sighed and wiggled his way out of bed, watching his lovers fill his place by curling around each other. Toby mumbled something under his breath, but settled quickly in Tyler’s arms.

  Jason went to his drawer and grabbed the first clean pair of boxer briefs he could find. Normally, he would walk around naked, but with all the people in his house right now, he decided to maintain a semblance of decency. He pulled the black briefs on and walked out of the room into a hallway and then bathroom. He took care of the business and then went to the sink to wash his hands. As
he did so, he stared at his reflection in the mirror. The bite was there but was already mostly healed. It was as if Jason’s extraordinarily fast healing got a kick and sped even more. There weren’t even any scabs, just a pinkish raised scar in a circular pattern. It stung a bit and was tender to the touch but nothing else. Jason stared at it for a moment before shrugging and going back to his room to get dressed. Amazingly, he felt much better than he normally would after using so much power.

  Jason thought back to the night before and remembered what exactly he used his power for the last time. It certainly seemed like emergency back then. Now…now he was glad he used it. It was so worth it. He smiled, feeling lighter inside than he felt in ages. He threw on some loose tracksuit bottoms and a T-shirt and left the room, closing the door gently behind him.

  I need coffee, and I need it now, he thought, walking down the stairs and into the kitchen. He busied himself, setting the kettle on and putting some bread in the toaster. Apparently his moving around alarmed Jack as he shuffled into the kitchen, his clothes—evidently borrowed from Toby the night before—dishevelled and his hair in disarray. He looked like he could use a cup of dark liquid himself.

  “Coffee?” grumbled Jason, lifting an empty cup at him. So, he wasn’t the most polite person around, so what? He wasn’t a morning person, and he was useless without his coffee. It seemed though, that Jack was the same way as he nodded his head vigorously, managing to croak out a “yes.” Soon, they each sat at the table with a cup of black ambrosia before them and a plate with toast on it as well. Peanut butter sat in the middle of the table, waiting for them to spread it on their toast. Jason didn’t do it though. He never started his toast before at least half of his coffee was already gone. It seemed Jack had similar habit. They simply sat there in a comfortable silence, sipping their drinks.