by J. M. Snyder
“When you put it that way, yeah. Sure.”
“Anyway, I have something to discuss with you both.”
“Another ‘marriage’ proposal?” Adam asked.
“Ha! Not yet.”
“So, what is it?”
“Do you know that I own one of the largest office buildings in this state?”
“Yeah, and…?”
“Well, there are several companies renting spaces in it. Many of their employees are parents who need a daytime nursery for their kids.”
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say, Mike,” Lance said.
“Patience, babe,” Adam said. “Let the man speak.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s fine, Lance,” Mike said. “Anyway, I’m purchasing a bookstore behind my office building. The owners, an old married couple, will be moving to a warmer city for their retirement. I’ve checked out the place several times. The second floor is actually an apartment.”
“What are you proposing exactly?” Adam asked.
“I’m thinking that Lance can have his dream of a daytime nursery in my building. Coincidentally, one of the companies has decided to move elsewhere. Although I’ve been looking for another company to move in, I figure Lance can use the space instead.”
“How much does it cost?” Lance asked.
“You can have the space for free as long as you share a percentage of the profits with me. You’ll have tons of customers because there’s no daytime nursery anywhere in the area, unless you want to drive seven or eight blocks away.”
“That is fantastic,” Adam said. “Babe, what do you think?”
“I think we should check out the office space as soon as possible,” Lance replied. “Mike, what about the bookstore, though?”
“The bookstore had been passed down from one generation to the next, but the children of the current owners had no interest in it, so I’m buying it. The size of the land itself is eight thousand square feet. Adam can convert the bookstore into his toy store, and the four of you can live on the second floor after everything has been suitably renovated.”
“How do you figure into this?”
“You’ll be getting approximately the same deal as Lance. The rent is free, but naturally, I want a share of the profits. I mean, if you’re both agreeable.”
“Fair enough. What about the apartment?”
Mike flushed. He had known this question would come up, but Adam still caught him a little off guard. “Honestly, I…well, if our relationship works out, maybe we could all live together.”
“What about your current house?”
“I’ll sell it. Easy as that. Think about it, guys. Lance can have his dream turned into a reality and Adam will be able to stay close to the twins even though the toy store is open seven days a week.”
“Mike, your offer is very generous,” Lance said. “Can Adam and I check out the locations before we decide?”
“Absolutely. We can do that tonight. The bookstore is open until nine, so the owners won’t mind us coming in. Adam, can you make it out of your store by seven? I’ll contact the owners for an eight o’clock viewing of their place, if they’re available. We can head to my office building afterward. I’ll just have to let the building management know about it since they’re holding the keys for now.”
“Sure. Give them all a call, then.” Adam replied.
“Alright, just give me a few minutes.”
He stood, pulled out his phone, and began to make the arrangements. He realized that he might be moving too fast, insinuating himself into every aspect of Lance and Adam’s relationship, but he had always gone after what he wanted. It might be unscrupulous in a roundabout manner, but he really liked both of them. He was simply doing his best to push things along at a faster rate. If he got Lance and Adam as part of the deal, it would be his good fortune. Moreover, he’d be getting two more children at the same time. He’d always wanted more kids anyway.
Chapter 5
“Wow, this is amazing.”
Adam knew he was staring at the bookstore like a child in a candy shop, but he’d been dreaming of this set-up for a while. He would have a toy store with the twins living upstairs, while Lance would open a daytime nursery in the building next door. They would all be close to one another throughout the day. For him, it was certainly a win-win situation.
A short while ago, he and Lance had fetched Mike, and they left the twins to play with Megan in the company of Cynthia and Andrew. When they arrived at the bookstore, they’d greeted the present owners, who’d given them a tour of the place, including the storage space and the second floor apartment, both huge in size.
While the storage space would require a small amount of renovation, the apartment needed to be refurbished to suit them. Nonetheless, everything looked amazing. The owners informed Mike that they’d vacate the building within a month of the final payment.
When the tour was over, they thanked the old couple and walked to the office building. One of the security guards provided Mike with the keys to the empty office space so the three men could look inside.
Adam could tell that Lance was excited about the prospect. The space was big enough to easily house thirty to forty children. He held his boyfriend’s hand as they walked around the place, and also stole glances at each other. Both of their dreams could be coming true in a matter of months. All they had to do was to properly plan the space usage and start the renovations.
“What do you guys think?” Mike inquired as they drove back to his house.
“Both places are incredible,” Lance said. “Adam and I are certainly thrilled about them. We’re eager to begin as soon as possible.”
“I agree, Mike,” Adam chimed in as he steered through the busy Saturday night traffic.
“That’s perfect,” Mike said. “Can you spare a couple of hours next week? I need to get the lawyers to finalize everything, including our business partnership. If everything goes according to plan, we can start on the renovations pronto.”
“I’m available any time after three in the afternoon,” Lance said. “What about you, love?”
“I’ll make time for it,” Adam replied. “Mike, please let us know which day the lawyer will be available.”
“Great! I’ll start contacting contractors as well.”
“Mike, you don’t have to do that,” Lance said. “I’m sure you’re busy with work—”
“Lance, let me do this for you, for the three of us. I want to prove to Adam and you that I’m in this relationship for the long haul.”
“You don’t have to prove anything,” Adam said. “Lance and I do not expect that from you, especially this early on.”
“I really want to do this for us.”
“But we don’t want to take advantage—”
“You’re not. I’m the one who’s offering to do this.”
“Okay then, Mike. Thanks.”
“Yeah, thanks, Mike.”
“No problem. Anyway, can we go on a date tomorrow? Either lunch or dinner will be fine. I’ll arrange for Cynthia and Andrew to take care of the kids again.”
“I think we can arrange that,” Adam said. “Lance, do you have anything to do for your preschoolers?”
“Nope. However, I think we should go for lunch instead of dinner. The kids have to wake up early Monday morning, and if we let them play too much tomorrow evening, they’ll be too hyped up to fall asleep.”
“That’s settled, then,” Mike said. “I’ll see you both tomorrow for lunch.”
When they arrived at Mike’s house, the whole place was quiet. Cynthia and Andrew greeted them as they made their way into the living room.
“Are the kids asleep?” Mike asked.
“Yes,” Cynthia said. “Andrew and I read them a couple of bedtime stories.”
“Thank you. Adam, Lance, do you want to grab the twins now?”
“Sure,” Lance said. “Cynthia, Andrew, thank you for looking after our twins as well. Adam and I real
ly appreciate that.”
“You’re welcome,” Andrew said. “Cynthia and I had a wonderful time with all of the kids.”
Adam excused himself as he trailed after Mike to pick up his twins. He reached the top of the staircase when Mike turned to look at him.
“Adam, are you really okay with this three-way relationship?”
“Huh? Why are you asking that now?”
“Because you…well, you look rather jealous whenever I stand a little too close to Lance.”
“Mike, I admit I’m having a little trouble with it, but I do like you. Hell! To put it crudely, I’m torn between punching the shit out of you and having sex with you.”
Mike chuckled. “I’m really attracted to both of you, Adam. Since we’re being honest, I think it’s only fair to tell you I’ve been jerking off to several fantasies of the three of us in bed.”
“That’s…wow! Okay.”
“If Lance and you were not averse to sharing each other, I’d love to turn my fantasies into realities.”
“Let’s go on a couple of dates, or three, and see where we stand, then.”
“Fair enough. Come on. Let’s get your twins so you can get them home.”
“Okay, lead the way.”
* * * *
Lance didn’t know what had gotten into Adam tonight. They’d driven back to the apartment mostly in silence, but once they’d settled the twins back to sleep in their own beds, Adam had dragged him into their bedroom and kissed him so passionately he thought he’d melt into a puddle. They did the classic sixty-nine position in bed, hungrily sucking each other and swallowing every drop when they reached orgasm almost simultaneously.
Less than twenty minutes later, he whined and thrashed as Adam made love to him. He wrapped his legs around Adam, who penetrated him inch by inch with that thick, long erection. The slow, dragging movement felt torturous, yet exquisite. He begged Adam to thrust faster, but his lover seemed determined to prolong their mutual agony. With his prostate being hit repeatedly, he soon lost what little ounce of control he had left. The climax overwhelmed him. He could only grab onto his lover’s body even tighter while spewing his seed between their rubbing torsos.
“One.”
“Wh-what?” he asked, still feeling the high from his orgasm.
“That’s your first orgasm, babe.”
“Sh-shit!”
Now, he had an idea of Adam’s plan. This would be a very long night for sure, but he wasn’t complaining. He moaned as Adam pumping gently and deeply into him. They licked each other’s neck and earlobes, tasting the musky scent and the pooling sweat. Sometimes, their lips would meet and they’d exchange heated kisses as the fire of lust gradually burned brighter between them. Lance smelled the scent of sex all around him, and it drove him insane with the need to climax again. When Adam finally pushed him over the edge, he waited for his lover to pummel into him at a much faster rate so he could have his first orgasm. But that was not the case.
“That’s two.”
“Shit!” Lance whispered. “I don’t think I can come again.”
“Yes, you can and you will.”
“Fuck!”
Adam was definitely trying to murder him with multiple orgasms. The sensation of being taken so infinitely slow was both maddening and arousing. They were now a sweaty mess, still kissing and licking at each other. They were on the same page, wanting to taste every inch of exposed skin. Lance had been certain he’d be unable to get hard again, but he was wrong.
As Adam pushed that steely rod into him with incredulous patience, Lance hardened once again. He clung onto his lover, enjoying every second of the ride. Their kisses become brutal as their tongues dueled. He groaned when Adam suddenly bit his neck, likely leaving a mark. As Adam violently pummeled his prostate, Lance could only grit his teeth as the orgasm built and his ejaculate spilled out in multiple spurts, coating their already wet torsos with more liquid. It was only then that Lance realized Adam had also climaxed, pulsing harshly inside him and filling him.
Neither one of them was willing to relinquish their hold on each other as they relaxed in a warm embrace, basking in their afterglow. They both panted loudly, and Lance could only keen when Adam licked at the bite mark on his neck. Their sex had been primal, and Lance loved it. It was mind-blowing, to say the least. They were both sweaty and they stank of the musky, pungent scent of sex, but Lance didn’t care, still lost in the high of their mutual orgasms.
“How are you feeling, babe?” Adam asked.
“Amazing, love. Wh-what brought that on?”
“I…” Adam begun, but stopped abruptly.
Lance whimpered when Adam pulled out and lay next to him. He dragged Lance upward to rest his head on that broad, muscular shoulder.
“Mike and I talked earlier, and he told me he’s fantasized about the three of us in bed together. I guess I was both jealous and turned on.”
“Love, you don’t have to be jeal—”
“I know. Anyway, before you ask, I’m really alright with us dating one another. I do like Mike. Very much.”
“Okay, then. As long as you’re sure.”
“I am certain, babe. Let’s proceed with the date tomorrow and see how it goes.”
Lance nodded and snuggled closer. He inhaled and exhaled slowly to calm his breathing, and gradually fell into a sated slumber, still wrapped in the arms of his lover.
* * * *
Mike’s breathing was harsh and uneven. He’d been stroking his erection at a snail’s pace, desperately trying to last as long as he could manage. He’d even rutted against his mattress as he imagined Lance and Adam in bed with him. He pulled at his tightening balls and gritted his teeth. His sheets were wet from the perspiration covering his back, arms, and legs.
He drove his hard tool into his fist, pushing up his hips as he jerked himself. He attempted to stave off his orgasm, but he failed miserably. He had been too keyed up from the earlier sight of both Adam and Lance in their tight shirts and jeans. He wanted them both so badly.
His climax hit him so abruptly, he was completely unprepared for the spurts of creamy white liquid that landed on his face and neck before covering his muscular chest and chiseled stomach. He breathed hard and gasped, catching himself between the euphoria of a fantastic orgasm and the hysteria of his present situation. He wiped at his face and neck before putting his fingers inside his mouth. He wished he could taste both Adam and Lance.
“Fuck!” he muttered.
He realized it might be a long and restless evening when he felt his cock twitching again. He might just have to jerk off a couple more times, or three, before he could fall asleep. He sighed and reached for his hardening tool.
Chapter 6
“Hey, Adam.”
“Yeah, Mike?”
“Try this.”
“Okay.”
Adam was surprised when Mike put some of the pasta onto his plate. He decided to reciprocate by offering a cut of his own steak.
“Thanks, Adam. Lance, do you want a taste?”
“Sure, and you can have some of this steamed fish. Do you want the salad as well?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Adam had expected to feel a strong surge of jealousy at the sight of Mike and Lance smiling and exchanging bites of food. Instead, all that came up was a gentle fondness. He grinned and continued to eat his food.
This lunch date had gone smoothly so far. They had decided to eat at a nice restaurant. The food was fabulous and the wine was excellent. Frankly, they were having a wonderful time together. Adam thought things might just work out for them after all.
When they were done, they called for the bill. Mike insisted he pay for it, claiming either Lance or Adam could get the next one. They agreed.
The drive back to Mike’s place proved illuminating.
“Your parents disowned you at eighteen when you came out to them?” Adam asked.
“Yeah,” Mike responded coolly. “It doesn’t matter. It’s been y
ears. I’m almost thirty-eight now. I haven’t seen them, or my siblings, for years.”
“Regardless, that must really sting,” Lance persisted. “I’m sorry, by the way.”
“Me, too, Mike,” Adam said.
“Don’t be, guys. I’m fine. I’ve made my peace with it. What about the two of you?”
“My parents died in a car crash when I was a teenager,” Adam replied with a shrug.
“Mine died from drug overdoses,” Lance said. “They were junkies. Adam and I grew up in foster homes. Neither of us had siblings. Our uncles and aunts either refused to take us in or could not afford to. We met right after college and started dating. We’ll both be turning thirty-one soon.”
“It’s a wonder you both turned out to be well-adjusted adults,” Mike said.
“So have you,” Adam interjected.
“Oh, you should have seen me back in high school and college. I was into boxing and wrestling. I pummeled so many opponents into the ground that the schools threatened to disqualify me.”
Adam was suitably flustered when Lance burst out laughing. He sensed his boyfriend would divulge something embarrassing about him soon enough. He was right.
“Adam was bad when we first started dating. He was possessive as hell and his temper was horrible. It took me a while to train him out of his nasty temperament. I didn’t fancy getting involved in arguments whenever my man was jealous of all the other men ogling me.”
“Were you into sports back in high school or college, Adam?” Mike asked.
“Yeah, football for four years in high school. I continued playing in college as well. I admit that my temper was terrible in those days, but I was extremely insecure about Lance and our burgeoning relationship.”
“And now?”
“I still feel jealous sometimes, but it’s not overwhelming anymore. I’ve learned some self-control over the years. Besides, I have faith in Lance.”
“That’s great. I wish I could have that, too.”
“Give Adam and I a little time, Mike. You need it as well.”
“Sure.”
