Double Dare

by Jeanne St. James

  Logan climbed over her and straddled her waist, facing Ty, careful not to put his weight on her. She felt the heat of his sac against her back. He grabbed the lube and spread her ass cheeks. He squirted the cool lube between her crease before tossing the tube aside. His slick fingers played along her heated skin, rubbing between her cheeks, squeezing, then spreading.

  Logan's fingers traced around her tight hole as Ty continued to stroke and lick her clit, alternating his tongue and fingers along that tender spot, making her whimper and press back as much as they'd allow her.

  Logan pressed a thumb against her rim, making her jerk slightly with the unfamiliar sensation. He teased along the seam between her anus and her pussy, circling her tight hole once more, pressing again slightly, not pushing past the ridge, but just against it.

  Quinn thrust her hips back against Ty's onslaught. His mouth worked wonders on her, and she felt the slow buildup of an orgasm. She wanted someone in her. She didn't care who. She wanted someone to fuck her hard and fast and deep. And she wanted it now. She thrust harder against his fingers, ground against his tongue. Until the tremors within her began.

  “I'm…” She gasped. “I'm…coming.”

  As her body jerked against Ty, Logan slipped his thumb past her tight ring.

  “Oh God,” Quinn cried.

  Ty didn't stop caressing her with his tongue, while Logan pushed his thumb in and out of her tight canal.

  “That's it, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?” Removing his thumb, Logan shifted forward, sliding his cock between her lubed cheeks. He squeezed her ass together and pumped between it, the shaft massaging her rim.

  “God, yes.”

  “Want more?”

  “Yes. Please.”

  Logan pulled back and pressed two fingers against her hole. He then grabbed the lube and squirted more on his fingers and on her crease. He massaged the lube around and slowly pushed two fingers in her. Quinn clenched down.

  “Shh, baby, relax. You have to relax.”

  Quinn bit her bottom lip as the strange stretching sensation took her mind off Ty's actions.

  Ty moved away for a moment. She heard the ripping of a foil pack and a moment later his cock pressed against her pussy. He drove forward, separating her folds, sheathing himself within her. He pressed as far as he could before stilling, buried deep. He gyrated against her.

  “Oh man, she is so fucking tight.”

  Ty worked himself in and out of her pussy, while Logan fucked her ass with his fingers, loosening her up. The sensation of the two of them in her sent another jolt of electricity through her, making her nipples pucker. She bucked against them.

  “She's tight back here also. She's got a sweet virgin ass. But not for long. It's gonna be mine.”

  Logan moved off her back, creating a weird pulling sensation as he disengaged his fingers from her. He sat back on the driver's side and rolled on a condom as he watched Ty drive into Quinn over and over. Logan's eyelids were heavy, and he stroked himself a couple of times before moving back toward Quinn.

  “Okay,” was the only thing Logan had to say to make Ty pull out, step back, and rip off the condom. Ty lifted Quinn out of the truck and into his arms as Logan moved to sit on the edge of the bench seat, his legs hanging out of the passenger side of the truck.

  He lifted his arms, and Ty handed her to him backward. They wanted her to sit in his lap, facing Ty. She did; Logan's rigid cock twitched against the small of her back. She felt the cool lube along her butt cheeks as Logan applied it liberally to her and his cock. When he was done, he reached around her and cupped her breasts, circling his thumbs around her pointed nipples. Quinn gasped and pushed back against him, lodging his cock between her buttocks.

  Outside the truck, Ty moved in to stand between their legs and leaned into the cab. He caught her jaw in his fingers and made her look at him. “Are you sure?”

  Quinn nodded. She was sure. She had come here on a dare, and she wanted to be daring. She wanted to experience things she had never experienced before. But not just with anybody. Not just anyone. Only with these two men…

  And…oh…

  Logan and Ty lifted her up by her hips and lowered her gently. Logan grasped his cock, lining himself up with her hole, and pressed.

  No. No, he'd never fit. This was going to be extremely painful. It was impossible…

  With his feet braced against the door jamb, he pushed upward as they lowered her, the tip of his cock stretching her tight ring. It burned. He pushed onward, his cock slick with lube. She held her breath, unable to breathe. Once he breached the tight ring, he slid in farther, filling her, impaling her. Taking her completely.

  Logan's breath against her neck was ragged and rough. His weight against her back pushed her toward Ty, whose cock throbbed against her sternum as he helped hold her. Ty's expression was dark as he studied her, making sure she was not in any extreme pain. There was pain; oh yes, there was. But it was a different type of pain, a pleasurable pain. One of stretching and pulling. She told herself not to tense, but to relax.

  In fact, it was what Ty was whispering to her. “Relax. Relax.” Over and over. A soothing rhythm. Suddenly he let her go. He no longer held her, and she looked up in surprise. She was sitting on Logan's lap; he was completely sheathed within her.

  She moved a bit and groaned. So did he. Logan hugged her against his chest, and he only had to shift slightly to make her feel him, his whole hard length buried within her.

  “Ty,” he moaned. Ty leaned forward and kissed him, their lips angling. Logan's grip on her tightened, and he moved his hands up to capture her nipples, pinching and twisting them.

  Ty broke the kiss with Logan to kiss Quinn, crushing her lips under his, tangling his tongue with hers. He kissed her as Logan shifted his hips under her, making small thrusts against her.

  “Ty,” he moaned again. “I'm not going to last long.” He released Quinn's nipples to grab a condom, rip open the package, and reach around Quinn to roll it over Ty's cock. He stroked Ty's hard length as the darker man deepened the kiss with Quinn.

  “Are you sure?” Ty asked against her lips.

  “I want you in me too,” she answered, a bit breathless, a bit anxious about how this would all work. Would it work? Was it actually possible to have both her men at the same time?

  Logan guided Ty's cock to Quinn's slick opening. She kissed Ty more frantically, again trying not to tense in anticipation. Logan stilled her hips with his hands as Ty pressed forward and entered her slowly.

  He stopped when he hit resistance. He had said she was tight before, but with Logan in her, she felt even tighter. She didn't think he could fit at all now. But he surged forward, stretching her impossibly. And when he couldn't go any more, he paused.

  Ty stared behind her, and she could only imagine the boys were making eye contact. Communicating with unspoken words. She wanted that. She wanted to feel their love.

  Ty pulled back and then moved forward, slowly sinking into her and then withdrawing. He moved his hips in a slow rhythm, and Quinn dropped her head back against Logan's shoulder. Logan placed his lips against her throat and nipped at her tender skin. His fingers once again found her nipples, and he twisted them gently as Ty thrust.

  Logan sat still, she could only guess to not hurt her. But he was breathing hard, watching Ty thrust against her, against him deep within her. Both their cocks buried inside her with only a thin wall of flesh between them. He kept one hand on her breast, and wrapped the other around the back of Ty's head, pulling Ty to him.

  Their lips met again over her shoulder for an instant, before breaking apart. Ty moved back a bit and whispered, “Lo, I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  And in that moment, Quinn loved the both of them. They had brought her into their world. Made her a part of them, if only temporarily, and she felt loved.

  Logan brushed his lips along her shoulder, while Ty took her mouth, thrusting a bit harder, a bit faster.

  Quin
n wanted to grab his ass, pull him closer, pull him into her farther, but her hands were still bound, pinned between their bodies. Logan pressed a hand between them and traced circles around her swollen clit.

  “Oh God—” She whimpered, grinding herself against Logan's lap.

  He stiffened and sank his teeth into her shoulder as he lifted up slightly. He shuddered beneath her and grunted against her skin as he came.

  His coming put her on the edge. She ground harder against him as Ty thrust deeper. Logan's cock softened slightly, giving Ty more room within her. Every little bit Logan gave up, Ty took. And he took it hard, gripping her hips roughly with his fingers, pounding against her until he tensed and blew his breath between gritted teeth.

  Logan circled her clit faster, pushing against the hard button until she shattered, screaming nothing, everything, words that made no sense. Ty's hips pinned her tight against Logan as he rammed her one more time and stayed deep, his cock pulsing within her, the silky-soft sacs of both men's testicles brushing against her.

  She leaned back against Logan and gave a satisfied sigh as Ty withdrew, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

  He gave her a concerned look. “Are you okay?”

  As Logan slipped from her, he wrapped his arms around her and hugged tightly.

  She looked at Ty, then at Logan, and said, “Wonderful. But I'm not sure if I'd want to do that every day.”

  Logan's chuckle rumbled against her back, and he laid a quick kiss where he had bitten her.

  “You'll be sore later,” Ty said as he walked away to the back of the truck. He returned a moment later, the condom gone and a towel in his hand. He handed it to Quinn.

  Before she could take it, Logan grabbed it and wiped the perspiration from her face and body gently, especially careful around the tender spots. He wiped the sweat off his own brow before tossing it aside.

  “Can you untie me now? I think I've been thoroughly punished.”

  “I'd say,” Logan answered. He unstrapped her wrists and rubbed her skin where it was a bit tender from the leather. “You'll have to get in trouble more often.”

  Chapter Eight

  Logan stayed behind to work on the ditch for a couple of hours, and Ty took Quinn back to the house in the tractor.

  Quinn ended up in the oversize Jacuzzi tub, soaking her sore body. As she lay back in the warm, soapy water, she thought about all that had transpired in the last two days.

  She was leaving tomorrow, and she didn't know if she was ready to go.

  After a few minutes, Ty came in and joined her, adding more hot water and more bubble bath. And between playing footsie and stray brushes of fingers and toes, they discussed the sod farm and who Ty and Logan's clients were and the trials and tribulations of owning their own business.

  Ty told Quinn that Logan had started the business years before meeting him. They met each other at the Boston Bulldogs stadium right after Ty was injured and was forced to retire. Logan's company had been resodding the football field. Logan had let Ty buy into his business, giving him something to do with his life and helping Logan out by improving his business economically. They were a great team and worked well together.

  Quinn listened and heard the love Ty had for Logan in his voice. She wanted to have that type of love with someone. She wanted someone to desperately want and need her. To love her completely.

  When Logan came back to the house, he made them both get out of the tub, because their hands and feet were wrinkled and waterlogged. He took a quick shower, and they threw together a late meal.

  With her physical hunger and sexual hunger satisfied, it didn't take Quinn long to start drifting off when they settled in the living room to watch a movie.

  Logan carried her into bed and tucked the sheets around her snugly, laying a kiss on her forehead.

  Quinn wasn't sure if they'd expect to have sex with her once more that night, but Logan told her to go to sleep; she needed to recover from the afternoon's adventure. She wanted to protest, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she was out.

  She wasn't sure how long she had slept before movements in the bed woke her.

  * * *

  Quinn had been put to bed two hours earlier when Logan finally talked Ty into also hitting the sheets. They had finished the movie and a couple of microbrews each when Ty also started to lose the battle with sleep. Logan shut off the TV and returned to Ty, who had his head back on the cushion and his eyes closed.

  “Ty,” he whispered, running his fingers down the larger man's T-shirt-covered chest.

  Ty's eyelids lifted a bit, and he gave Logan an answering grin. “Was I snoring?”

  “No.” Logan extended a hand to pull him up, and Ty grabbed it. Logan grunted at Ty's weight. “Shit. Between your workouts and you digging at the ditch, you certainly aren't losing any muscle.”

  Ty rose up, reminding Logan of how much taller Ty was than him. Logan wrapped his arms around Ty's waist and pressed his hips against him.

  “You like my muscles.”

  Logan scraped his teeth along one of Ty's nipples. “I freakin' love your muscles.”

  “See?” Ty grabbed Logan's ass and squeezed. “I love that tight ass of yours.”

  Logan nuzzled the dark skin of Ty's neck, tasting the saltiness with his tongue. “Well, you won't be getting it tonight,” he murmured against his neck.

  Ty's laughter rumbled against him. “No?”

  “No. Just because you got a little taste of being the top last night doesn't mean it's going to stay that way.”

  Logan's fingers splayed along the larger man's back, moving down until he clutched Ty's butt, which was snugly hidden in his jeans.

  “What are we doing, Lo?”

  Logan knew what Ty was getting at, but really didn't want to talk about it. “What do you mean?”

  “You know what I mean. About Quinn.”

  “Just having some fun.”

  “Is that all it is?” Ty leaned back in Logan's arms and looked down, searching his face.

  Logan was careful not to give anything away. “What else would it be?”

  “I dunno. All I know is I don't want anyone coming between you and me.”

  Logan didn't know what to say to Ty. He had never heard his lover be insecure, and it was unmistakable at the moment.

  “She's leaving tomorrow,” Ty reminded him.

  “Yep.”

  “How're you gonna feel about that?”

  Logan shrugged. “It was expected. It was the deal…or dare, I guess.” He hugged Ty closer. “I have you.”

  “Am I gonna be enough after this weekend?”

  Logan pulled away roughly, slamming his hands on his hips. “Ty. Knock it the fuck off.”

  “Hey, I'm calling it as I see it. I like her too, you know.”

  “Ty,” Logan growled in warning.

  “She's smart. She's gutsy. She's sexy as all get-out…”

  “And your point?”

  “Do you want it to end tomorrow?”

  “Will you get to the fucking point?”

  “Why don't we ask her to stay for a while? See where this goes.”

  Logan shook his head in frustration. “And here I thought you were worried about her coming between us.”

  It was Ty's turn to shrug. “All I'm saying is, I'm willing, if you are, to explore what this is. If our relationship can't handle her being a part of it, then there's a reason.”

  Ty's gaze was serious. A little too serious for Logan's taste. He loved Ty and believed their relationship was strong, but did he want to risk it?

  He didn't know.

  His anger drained away quickly. He wasn't pissed at Ty; he was mad at himself. For not wanting to admit he might have feelings for Quinn.

  He was too tired, and it was too late for this discussion. He extended his hand to Ty. “C'mon, let's sleep on this.”

  Ty gripped it and gave it a squeeze. Logan led him into the bedroom, where Quinn was curled under the sheets on one side of the oversi
ze bed.

  Ty placed a finger to his lips and pulled Logan over to the other side. They helped each other remove their clothes, Logan just wanting to toss them in the corner, but Ty folding everything neatly.

  Logan watched Ty's muscles ripple as he put the clothes on the dresser and pulled the bedcovers back. Logan's balls tightened, and he was hard by the time Ty straightened up and turned back to him.

  Logan grabbed his own cock, drawing Ty's attention. He squeezed the root before fisting it to the tip.

  Ty sank on the edge of the bed and patted the mattress. But Logan didn't obey. He was the top, and after yesterday, Ty needed a little reminder. He stepped between Ty's knees, wrapped his fingers around the back of Ty's smooth head, and pulled him forward until his cock butted up against Ty's lips.

  Ty opened his mouth at the same time one of his hands grabbed Logan's sac and the other snaked around to grab his ass cheek, making Logan throw his head back and bite back a groan. Ty's hot mouth swallowed him deep, sucking and licking along his length. At the same time, his other hand stroked along Logan's crevice, fingers teasing his anus, circling the tight hole. Then Ty palmed Logan's sac, tugging softly, then kneading.

  Ty sucked harder, his cheeks sinking in with each stroke of his mouth. The only thing Logan wanted more than to let his load go in Ty's mouth was to fill Ty's ass up with his hot seed—a reminder that Ty was his.

  Logan tilted his hips and thrust. Ty had no problem relaxing his throat and swallowing his length. Over and over, until Logan had to push away, breaking the contact. Ty's lips shone with saliva and precum. Logan leaned down and captured his bottom's mouth, tasting his own essence along with Ty's.

  He groaned into Ty's mouth, shoved him back on the bed, and covered him quickly with his own body. Their cocks met, and Logan ground against him. He held himself up long enough to grab the lube on the nightstand, and he liberally squirted it between them, making their cocks slippery. Ty reached a hand down and grabbed both of their rods and stroked them as one.