Brandon’s eyes rolled back while her vaginal walls rhythmically throbbed. “God, I love you.” His defenses down, he cried out, “Scott, just do it!”
Shocked, Scott pulled his fingers from Mackenzie. He hesitated; scared Brandon would change his mind. When Brandon didn’t say anything more, he carefully reached down.
When Scott pushed a finger in, Brandon tensed. “I can’t,” he mumbled.
“Let him,” Mackenzie pleaded. “If I could do it, I would.”
Taking a deep breath, Brandon unclenched. His and Scott’s movement had ceased, so he knew either he had to let him do it or stop him, so Mackenzie could enjoy it again.
“What’re you doing?” Austin asked when he moved around the bed to Scott.
Scott closed his eyes and pushed his finger into Brandon fully. His cock jerked. Touching Brandon excited him beyond pleasure. “He said I could.” His fingertip grazed Brandon’s prostate.
“Shit,” Brandon buried his face in Mackenzie’s hair.
She nuzzled his neck. “Feel good?”
“Yes.” He gasped as another finger entered him with just enough lube. “Sorry, I stopped.” His fingers dug into her back. “God… It feels so good. I love when you do that to me.” In his mind, she was fingering him.
“Want me to do it to you?” Austin asked, pressing his body to Scott’s. His dick was growing again.
Scott shook his head. “Not yet.” He had both fingers deep within Brandon. Thrusting them slowly, he made sure to rub his sweet spot with each pass. “He’s squeezing me. Wish it was my dick.”
“He won’t go that far,” Austin whispered. “Take what you can get.”
Brandon gasped again, his hips rising. “I need to fuck you.” He bit Mackenzie’s neck and grabbed her ass again.
When Brandon spread her cheeks, Scott drove into her fully, while maintaining constant pressure inside Brandon. It was not easy in the least, but fucking them both was too good to pass up.
Mackenzie’s eyes opened wide. Brandon and Scott were pounding her at a wild pace. She held onto Brandon tightly as he panted in her ear. His moans created shivers down her spine. It was becoming too intense. His head lifted as her body reacted again, womb and pussy contracting, belly trembling, legs tingling.
“Fuck!” Brandon’s entire body seized. “Tink… I love you.” His arms cocooned her as he let go.
Scott gripped her thighs tightly with both hands and cried out. Feeling Brandon cumming so hard sent him over the edge. He unloaded into her.
Brandon’s ass felt a bit weird. Mackenzie had never used lube on him before, just saliva or her own juices. He jumped when he felt Scott pull out of her.
“I’ll be back.” Scott headed to the bathroom.
Austin gave them a wave. “I’m gonna use your bathroom.” He disappeared as well.
Finally alone, Brandon sighed. “Don’t tell anyone he did that. Please.”
“I won’t.” She picked up her head and kissed his lips. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
Smiling, she cupped his cheek in a hand. “Letting your fear go. I love you even more.”
He squirmed, uncomfortable. “Can you lift up?”
Mackenzie slid up, letting his softening cock fall from her body. “You all right?” She ran a thumb over his bottom lip.
“Very nice.” Scott scanned Brandon and Mackenzie. Semen was flowing from her ass and pussy. Brandon’s cock was slick with both their cum. He wanted to suck it again, so badly. “Looks like you need some help cleaning up.” He got on the bed and knelt between Brandon’s open legs.
The tongue pressing inside her pussy startled Mackenzie. She turned her head to see Scott’s face buried between their legs. His mouth moved all over her, stimulating her to the point of arousal again. Then he lapped at her back door. She pushed against his face, somehow ready to go again.
“Brandon, I need it again.” She moaned as Scott moved his tongue in circles.
A door creaking made Brandon’s head turn. Austin had come back in the room. Then his eyes opened wide. “What the fuck’re you doing?” He had felt Scott lick his balls.
“I dropped cum on you. Would you rather I left it?” Scott glanced down at the scattered droplets on Brandon’s sack. His wet ass called to him as well. If only Brandon would let me…
“I guess not.” Brandon closed his eyes as Scott ran his tongue over his scrotum. His hands clenched into fists, fighting pleasure. “Stop. Stop. Please, stop.” He shivered, terrified that Scott was turning him on.
Scott lifted his head. “Sorry. Thought you liked it.”
“Um, I did,” Brandon admitted. “A bit too much,” he muttered.
Mackenzie hugged him. “It’s over. We’re done.” After a pause, she asked, “Wanna go take a shower?” She hoped for rough, intense sex in private.
He slowly straightened his legs. “I can barely move.” He exhaled loudly. “But my ass feels weird.”
“I got it.” She got to her hands and knees, then realized how sore she was.
Scott noticed her expression. “What’s wrong?”
“Can you get me a warm washcloth?”
He nodded. “Sure.” He watched her moving carefully. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Mackenzie lay down next to Brandon and threw an arm around his ribs. “Maybe just too much sex.”
Brandon slid an arm under her neck. “We were pretty intense today.” He wished he had been more loving. His eyes closed. “Why am I so tired?” He yawned and slowly turned to his side, groaning every few seconds. “Wake me in a few.” He pulled her close, throwing a leg over hers and held her tightly.
Mackenzie softly kissed his lips as his breathing changed. “ ’Night.”
“Did he crash?” Scott leaned over the bed and brushed a few stray hairs from Mackenzie’s face. When she nodded, he smiled. Brandon looked adorable asleep, especially naked. “What’s this for?” He held up the washcloth.
She slid her hand down Brandon’s body and tapped his ass. Yawning, she knew she wouldn’t last much longer. “He said it felt weird. I’m guessing the lube.” Another yawn. “You cleaned me up good.” She gave him a slow wink. “I wanna wake up to the three of you.”
“Hell yes. I got it.” Scott walked around the bed. He stared at Brandon’s ass. Would he wake up if I…
Austin interrupted his thoughts, “Don’t even think about it.” He put a hand on Scott’s shoulder. “Gimme that.” He looked up at the couple on the bed. “Kenzie, I’m gonna clean him up.” No response. “Kenzie? Mackenzie?” He sighed. “They’re both out.”
Scott sat on the bed, wondering how Austin would feel about him sleeping next to Brandon. He watched Austin care for Brandon almost like a patient, not with the intimacy that they shared.
Austin took the washcloth to the bathroom, then stood in front of Scott. “Should we sleep in their bed?”
“She wants us all to sleep together.” Scott hoped Austin heard Mackenzie.
With a roll of his eyes, Austin replied, “You’re not cuddling up against Brandon. He’d kill me for letting you.” He looked at the bed. “Help me move them.”
Once Brandon was closer to the edge, with Mackenzie still in his arms, Scott lay down next to her. He debated on putting an arm around her. The last time he did that. Brandon wasn’t too happy though.
Austin retrieved the sheet and blanket from the other room. “They woulda been cold anyway. This way works out in a way.” Austin covered everyone, then crawled into the bed himself, on his side. “No fucking anyone but me in their sleep.” He tugged Scott’s back to his chest. After a minute of silence, he whispered in Scott’s ear, “I love you.” It was the first time he said it aloud.
Scott closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He couldn’t deal with the admission yet. Sorting out his own feelings had to come first. He had never had feelings beyond sexual for a man after his family found out… until Austin. Women, sure. He had even been in love with a few women. Does that mean I’
m not truly bi? Austin meant more to him that any woman ever had. He just wasn’t sure it was love.
Hurt he didn’t get a response, Austin repeated himself, “I love you, Scott.” He waited. Still nothing. Then he ran a hand down Scott’s body and got no response either. He must have fallen asleep. That sucks. “Scott? Scott? Did you hear me? I love you.”
Scott’s breathing changed. Was he faking it? When Scott’s body went slack, he knew he had truly fallen asleep. Why would he ignore what I said?
They had talked about commitment, but Scott practically freaked out. Austin didn’t understand why. He was sure Scott was comfortable with being bisexual. Maybe it was something else? Maybe he doesn’t love me back.
Chapter 5
Austin awoke to find everyone still asleep. With heavy eyelids, he rolled off the bed and went to the bathroom. After relieving himself, he looked in the mirror while he washed his hands. It hurt that Scott didn’t say he loved him as well. Scott being the first man he did anything remotely sexual with was only part of the reason he loved him. Sometimes it pissed him off that Scott encouraged his desire for men, but couldn’t admit they were a couple.
The feelings he showed for Brandon and Mackenzie infuriated him. Especially since he knew that Scott cared for and maybe even loved him. Usually, when Scott got him that angry; it morphed into sexual dominance. Taking deep breaths, he tried to understand Scott’s hesitation. However, it made no sense to him. When they were alone, Scott treated him tenderly and his eyes showed his true feelings. What’s he afraid of?
He punched the counter. “Damn you.” He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He grabbed the bottle of lubricant nearby and stalked into the main room. “I’ll show you. You’re mine.”
Scott was out like a light, an arm over Mackenzie and a hand on Brandon’s ass. Austin lifted Scott’s arm and slowly shifted him away from the other couple. When he let go, Scott rolled to his stomach, still asleep. He had learned several ways to adjust Scott’s position in his sleep.
Austin waited until Scott stopped moving. Then knelt between his legs and rubbed his lubricated fingers over Scott’s backdoor. Scott pushed against Austin’s fingers, allowing penetration and moaned. Gradually, Austin went deeper and deeper. When he knew Scott was ready, Austin got down on one forearm. With his other hand, he guided his erection and pressed into Scott until the head was engulfed.
Teeth gritted, his body already shuddering, Austin grabbed Scott’s hands and held him to the bed. Then he closed his eyes and thrust forward hard, in to the hilt in just seconds.
Scott woke and whimpered, “Ow.”
“I told you I loved you…” Austin growled in his ear. He gave Scott another rough stroke. “…and you ignored me.”
Still in slight pain, through clenched teeth, Scott replied softly, “Sorry. I’m not ready.”
Austin withdrew and drove in again, harder. “Stop pretending.”
“You’re hurting me, Austin.” Scott shut his eyes. “Please.”
His expression softening, guilt washed over Austin. “I’m so sorry.” He leaned down and kissed Scott’s temple. “I didn’t know I was being so violent.” His hips had stilled. “I love you. Can’t you see that?”
“Um… uh…” Scott started to panic. “I can’t let it happen again.”
Austin was tired of the Kevin excuse. “He said he was sorry. Just tell me how you feel about me.”
“I care.” It was all Scott could admit to.
Sighing, Austin knew he was hiding something. “Be honest with me. Please. Why can’t you be open to me and you being permanent?” He tried to keep his voice down, so the others wouldn’t awaken.
“It is permanent.”
Austin exhaled loudly. “Not as friends. As a couple. We’re not just lovers, and you know it.” He closed his eyes and moved his lips over Scott’s neck. “No one makes me feel like you do. No woman ever got this deep in my heart.” He withdrew slowly and thrust back in at the same pace. “I love you, Scott. Why do you hold back with me?”
“I’m scared.” Scott clutched Austin’s fingers.
“Of me?”
Scott shook his head and fought the inevitable tears. “No.” He sucked a breath in through his teeth. “Of people finding out.”
“About us?” Austin was confused. The band and crew all knew about them.
Sniffling, Scott explained, “No. About me.”
“Wait. I’m confused.” Austin debated on pulling out, but with Brandon and Mackenzie right there, he changed his mind. He thought over every conversation of that type. “You think if you tell me how you feel, the rest of the world will find out about us? So what? Fuck them if they don’t get it.”
Scott sighed. “You don’t understand what it’s like. Your family accepts you.”
Then Austin understood. “And yours doesn’t. That’s why you don’t speak to them? You told me it was over the band.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” Scott felt a bit of relief. “They disowned me.” The memory made him shudder.
Austin’s chest constricted. That made more sense. “How did you tell them?”
“Not now,” Scott pleaded. “Please, not now.”
His lips at Scott’s ear, Austin whispered, “OK. We talk later. I’m making love to you now.” He slowly withdrew and thrust back in with a moan. “I love you, Scott.”
Scott gripped Austin’s hands as his lips brushed his ear and neck. The awful memories faded. Austin’s rhythm was languid and controlled. A gasp escaped his lips as the head of Austin’s cock swept over his sweet spot. His eyes rolled back. Slow had never felt so good. Emotions were building. He did love Austin, but he was terrified of that fact.
“Austin… Kiss me.” Scott turned his head as far back as possible, eyes closed. Lips pressed to the corner of his mouth. “God, Austin.”
Moaning, Austin pumped a bit faster. Raw felt so much better, but they rarely did it without condoms. Scott tightened around him. He pressed his cheek to Scott’s and groaned with pleasure.
“Damn.”
Brandon stirred, feeling the bed shaking. When he found himself at the edge of the bed, Mackenzie still asleep in his arms, he was confused. Then he remembered crashing after sex the night before. He looked over Mackenzie’s shoulder, and his mouth dropped.
Inches from them, Austin was fucking Scott. Thankfully, he couldn’t see much. Shaking his head slightly, he realized he had been staring. It was the first time he truly watched them. He had no idea Austin cared so much. It was evident in the way his body moved. He had not realized their relationship was so deep.
Hearing both of them moaning made him wonder what it felt like. Was it like being fingered? If Mackenzie’s vibrator had not been so painful, he might have let her try it again. Would something less rigid feel better? Then again, maybe he was so scared; he made it worse on himself.
“I love you, Scott.” Austin kissed Scott’s neck, cheek, then the edge of his lips.
Uncomfortable, Brandon turned away. He shifted his body, lying back on the pillow. Maybe I should take Tink in the other room.
“You’re up?” Austin froze and glanced from Brandon to Scott. “Um, do you want me to take Scott inside?”
Brandon shrugged a shoulder. “No. It’s OK.” Then he clicked his tongue ring on his teeth. “Maybe I’ll start something of my own.” He had forgotten about the vibrating one he bought. “I’ll be right back. Try not to wake her.” He carefully untangled himself from her.
Once in their room, Brandon searched through his suitcase for the zippered bag where he kept small things. It had fallen to the bottom. He dumped it out on the bed and spread out the items.
The first thing he picked up was a small box. He sighed and opened it. He had bought the ring soon after pummeling Dean. The platinum band had five small diamonds on each side framing the full carat stone. He insisted on the best gems they had available. It cost as much as Mackenzie’s car, so he hoped she liked it.
“When do I ask? That’s the questio
n,” he said to himself quietly.
He closed the box, wishing he weren’t afraid of a “no.” Marriage was never in the cards for her before. Since everything else in their lives had changed, he hoped that had as well. He moved one of the vibrating tongue rings aside and put everything else away. When he had swapped out the jewelry, he moved his tongue. It felt weird and a bit heavier.
Minutes later, he walked into Austin and Scott’s room. They were still at it, so he averted his eyes. Mackenzie lay on her back, legs crossed and left hand resting on Scott’s arm. He slowly opened her legs and grinned. By the time he was in place, leaning down between her legs, he had turned the vibration on.
“Oh God!” Mackenzie jolted awake, her entire body trembling. “Holy shit! What the hell is that?” Brandon’s tongue pressed to her clit again. Her back arched. “Baby… God!”
Scott watched Mackenzie thrash, also wondering what Brandon was doing differently. He glanced at Brandon, who was eating her out. Then he noticed the larger tongue ring. Every time he touched it to Mackenzie’s genitals, she cried out.
“Pay attention to me.” Austin buried his cock in Scott’s ass and gripped his hands tighter. “I’m the one fuckin’ you.”
Nodding at the couple next to them, Scott replied, “How’s he making her do that?”
Austin glanced back at Brandon. Then he saw the hardware in his mouth. “Bet that’s a vibrating tongue ring.”
“God, I wish he’d use it on my ass,” Scott said without thinking. Austin gave him a rough stroke, and he winced. “Sorry.”
Mackenzie turned to watch Scott and Austin, but she couldn’t stay still. “Brandon… Brandon… Come fuck me.”
Exhaling with relief, Brandon looked up. The vibration was getting annoying. “You sure?” His voice sounded odd, from the ring.
“Yes, please.” She called to him with her hands. “I wanna watch them, please.”
Austin moaned. “It won’t be much longer.” His entire body shuddered with his next thrust. “He feels so good.”
Not able to take her eyes off the men next to them, she watched with her mouth open in awe. With each of Austin’s strokes, he and Scott’s faces contorted with pleasure. She jumped when Brandon lay on top of her.
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