Manchester Ménage 01 - Saving Samuel

by Nicole Colville

  “I don’t want that either,” Samuel whispered and felt Daniel move against him, pressing their chests together, and his hand holding his other hip. “It’s not living here, it could be anywhere and I still wouldn’t want to go because I wouldn’t be with you two.”

  Samuel had both of the men who he wanted so badly so close to him, and just how he imagined while he was in bed last night. Being surrounded by them, encased in their arms, feeling them so close.

  He was blushing and turning from them when he felt his body react, and of course Daniel felt it too. “Samuel…” Daniel gently tilted his head back and looked into his eyes. The air was too thick, too hot. Samuel felt like his stomach was on a roller coaster and his whole body shuddered.

  He leaned back, resting his body heavily against Milo’s chest, strong arms winding around him and holding him firmly while Daniel moved forwards, keeping all three of them in contact by wrapping his arms around Milo’s back and crushing Samuel between their two hard bodies.

  “I don’t want to leave. I don’t want to leave you two.”

  “You don’t have to,” Milo gently whispered against his neck. “But if you stay, we need to talk, Samuel.”

  “Don’t leave us, Sweetheart.” Daniel gently kissed the corner of his mouth, a gentle moan falling from Samuel’s lips. Both of them reacted to the sound, their bodies tensing around him.

  He reached back, running his fingers through Milo’s black hair, keeping his face against his neck, the other hand wrapped around the belt in Daniel’s jeans, pulling him flush against him and moaning again when he felt how hard Daniel was for him.

  “Keep moaning like that, and things are going to happen which we can’t stop.” Milo almost growled his words out, and of course, Samuel moaned louder. His arse pressed harder against Milo’s cock, his own stiff length rubbing up against Daniel’s. “Jesus Christ. You’re killing me. Both of you.” Milo stepped away first, taking a big breath and running his hands over his head before fisting them by his side.

  Daniel took Samuel into his arms and looked into his eyes. “We both want you a lot. I don’t think you know just how much we both have to hold back with you, Samuel.”

  “I hold back with you too. I want you a lot, you know I do. You’ve always known I wanted more.”

  Daniel pressed him against the wall, his heavy frame covering Samuel’s slender build and Daniel’s thighs pinning his legs between them. Samuel groaned when he felt two big hands on his arse, pressing their bodies together, both of them moaning and grinding as Samuel reached up and kissed him. Kissed him hard and demanding. It wasn’t like the other kisses—this one told Daniel just how sure Samuel was about this. No hesitation, no fear, just lust and the demand for more.

  “Baby.” Milo was next to them, running his hand over Daniel’s back. “You have to stop.”

  “No, please.” Samuel took hold of Milo’s hand and kept him with them. “I don’t want to stop.”

  Milo nodded, a soft little smirk on his lips. “Yeah, I know. But this isn’t happening here. It’s not happening at all until we talk some more.”

  “Jesus Christ.” Daniel stood back and faced Milo.

  “I know you need him, Baby. You think I really want to hold back?” He took Daniel’s hand and placed it over the thick outline of his cock straining in his jeans. “We’re leaving.”

  He gave them both a stern look and Samuel closed his eyes, trying to control his body and do what was right, but all he could think about was having them both against him again, feeling their hands running over every inch of his body while they took turns at kissing him. He breathed out, staring into the blackness and heard Daniel groan sexily. It hit him hard, like a punch, and he bit his lip, trying to find a bit of control somewhere inside his frustrated, excited mind.

  “You’re testing my resolve, Samuel.” Milo was closer to him, caressing Samuel’s neck with his lips as he spoke. “If you could see how beautiful you look right now, you’d know why.” Milo’s big hands were on his shoulders, flowing firmly down to his chest. “You were born to tease.” Milo was almost against him, his lips so close to Samuel’s jaw, following it to the corner of his mouth. “To tempt.” He kissed Samuel’s bottom lip, teasing it in his teeth softly. “To fascinate.”

  “Milo…” Samuel moaned his name, arching his back from the wall, seeking contact with Milo’s hard body in front of him but finding him gone.

  “We all need to calm down.” Milo sounded frustrated, and Samuel slowly opened his eyes, seeing him standing at the opposite side of the room with his back to them. Daniel was still close—green eyes so bright and wide, his body just as excited and desperate as Samuel’s. “Daniel?”

  “Yeah…” Daniel and Samuel stared into each other’s eyes, both not wanting this to end.

  “Daniel!” Milo repeated a little more firmly.

  “Let’s go home, Samuel.” Daniel offered Samuel his hand and they shared a smile as Samuel moved from the wall.

  Milo was splashing cold water over his face in the kitchen sink and they waited for him to take a few moments to gather himself before he opened the door and nodded at the two plain clothes police officers sitting smoking in their car. “It’s a no.”

  They nodded, a slightly disappointed look on their faces, but Daniel held him closer, quickly walking him to their car and settling him in the back. Samuel wanted him to sit with him, but then the thought of being in a confined area and no escape made Samuel think the drive home would be a lot more interesting than the drive here.

  Daniel grinned at him. “I was thinking the same thing. Best to give us some space.”

  Milo slammed the door and glanced at Samuel in the rear view mirror. “You okay?”

  Samuel was far from okay. He felt like his skin was crawling, itching, needing to be touched. He felt like he was burning from the inside again, the white hot heat in his core exploding and moving through him like waves. The tension and need filling the car seemed to vibrate between the three of them, getting stronger every second.

  He’d never been so physically excited before—his cock was so hard it hurt him. He eventually turned away from Milo’s erotic gaze and shook his head. He wanted to be alone and have his hand wrapped around his aching cock and their images in his head, because he was sure what he really wanted, to be in their bed with them surrounding him with their hot bodies and sensual touches, wasn’t going to happen.

  Chapter 21

  As soon as they got back to his place, Samuel was jogging upstairs, and Daniel and Milo shared a look, knowing why. Daniel had the same idea and was against Milo before the door closed.

  “Danny.” Milo groaned as Daniel began to unzip his jeans.

  “He’s doing the same thing.” Daniel felt Milo’s fingers against his cock, rubbing his hard length and making him groan loudly into his neck. “He’s up there thinking about us.” They both had their cocks out, Milo’s hand wrapping around his base as Daniel rolled his palm over the leaking slit on Milo’s. They both moaned, thrusting into the other. “I want him.”

  “I know.” Milo grunted as Daniel began to pull him, slipping his fist down his rigid cock, getting harder himself feeling Milo do the same.

  “I want to see his mouth on this big cock, to feel his in mine. To watch you both come over me while I pull off for you.”

  “Danny!” Milo threw his head back, moaning louder, fucking Daniel’s hand as they both got close.

  “I want to share your cock in our mouths, to kiss him as we slide our tongues over this wet head. To feel your cum over our lips, taste your cream in his mouth, lick it from his lips.”

  “Fuck!” Milo came hard, coating Daniel’s hand in his cream. His hand around Daniel’s cock hurt it was so tight. Daniel thrust harder into it, crying out as he came, clinging onto Milo for support as his body shook with the force of his orgasm. “You’ve put some thought into this threesome, huh?”

  “Just a bit.” Daniel chuckled against Milo’s neck. “Okay, a lot. Haven't y
ou?”

  “Not really. It wasn’t as sexual for me. I mainly thought about how he brought us together.” Milo kissed his shoulder, still breathing too fast. “He’s always had my attention, but physically, this is a lot newer to me than you.”

  “You want him just as much as I do. You’re imagination just needs to catch up.”

  “Well, those few images you shared were enough to keep it going for a while.” Milo released Daniel’s cock, leaning over and grabbing some kitchen roll from the side, passing Daniel a few sheets before cleaning himself up. “We need to change clothes.”

  Daniel kissed Milo’s firm lips, slipping his tongue over them before teasing them open and sharing a kiss. They smiled as Daniel moved away, tucking his cock back in his jeans with a sigh. “You think he’s having similar thoughts?”

  “I don’t know.” Milo frowned. “I have no idea what he’s thinking. I still think he’s confused.”

  “He wants us, Milo.”

  “It’s more why he wants us which concerns me, and how we’re acting around him. It’s like he’s hypnotised us or something. I never react like this, not to anyone.”

  “I know.” Daniel kissed him. Things started off slow between them. Sexually, Milo took his time with Daniel—emotionally, even longer. This was something new for him. “You’re not the same person you were when we met. You’re more relaxed now. I’ve trained you well.”

  “Oh, shush.” Milo laughed as he slapped Daniel’s arse. “Besides, I took my time with you because I knew it wouldn’t be my usual easy ‘fuck em and leave em’ type of thing. I always wanted more from you. I was just convinced it would never happen.”

  “Right then, neither of us were ready for more.”

  “I always knew you were special.” Milo zipped his jeans back up, leaving the button open. “There was something about you from the first time we met. I’d never felt it with anyone else before. That’s why I took so long to get you in bed.” He laughed then kissed Daniel softly, holding onto his hips. “What I wanted from you confused me, frightened me, but I always knew you were mine.”

  “Yours, huh?” Daniel bit Milo’s bottom lip and chuckled. “I like that. I like belonging to you. Just as long as you know you’re mine too.”

  “Oh, don’t worry. I know that.” Milo kissed him hard, pressing him up against the wall with a bang. “I am yours. Every inch of me.” Milo kissed him once more then sighed heavily, sitting down at the table and staring seriously at Daniel. “Would it freak you out if I told you I feel the same way about Samuel? That the first time I saw him in that hospital I felt pulled to him, even before I knew he was a him.”

  “No.” Daniel straddled his thighs, sitting on them and holding him tightly. “I felt the same way. Before the paramedics took him away at the fire, I just felt something between us. A connection. One I’ve never felt with anyone except you. That’s why I know he’s special, Milo. He feels it too, I know he does.”

  “Are you in love with him?” Milo stopped running his hands down Daniel’s back and waited for his response.

  Daniel hadn’t thought too hard how he felt for Samuel. He knew it was strong, he’d held off thinking about it too much because of Milo, but everything inside him shouted yes so loudly it should have deafened him.

  “I am.” Daniel sat back, holding Milo’s face in his hands and searching those dark eyes for any pain or anger, but there was none. “It’s different from how I feel about you, but then we’ve known each other a long time, gone through more. It feels like when we first started seeing each other. I knew then I could let myself fall hard for you, and I held off for as long as I could. Not that it helped. I loved you so much.”

  “I do love you, Danny. I’ve loved you for a long time. Probably since the beginning.”

  “Me too.” Daniel smiled sadly. “We’ve wasted so many years, Milo. I’m not prepared to do that with Samuel.”

  “I understand.”

  “Could you love him?” Daniel played with Milo’s dark hair, frightened to hear the answer.

  “Yes.”

  Daniel jerked his head back to Milo’s and smiled. “And that scares you, like how you felt for me scared you?” Milo nodded, running his fingers through Daniel’s hair. “He’s ours, Milo. You feel it too. He belongs with us, you know he does.”

  “I know, Danny.” Milo closed his eyes and sighed. “What about work? I can’t be involved with him in this way, not yet. I want to keep involved, but it would be wrong to see him personally and try to continue with the investigation.”

  “You said yourself this is being passed on soon. It’s beyond the local authorities. You’d still be involved, but not like you are now. Be honest with your boss, tell him how we feel. We can sort it out, do whatever it takes. He needs us both and we need him. But then you knew that before me, didn’t you? It was you who put this ménage so firmly in my head. You knew all three of us needed each other.”

  “I saw it in him from the start. Watching how he fitted in with both of us, seeing how you cared for each other, knowing I wanted the same thing with him. The only thing I need to be sure of is Samuel himself.”

  “So, let’s talk to him again. Honestly this time. Tell him what we want. He cares for us both, but he may think this is some kind of sexual thing. I don’t want to freak him out by telling him just how strongly I feel for him, but I need him to know this isn't some simple fuck and we want him in our lives.”

  “Me too. And I always get what I want… eventually.” Milo grabbed his arse, grinning at him.

  “Yes, you do. I know that too well.” Daniel slapped his hands from his arse and stood up. “Do you think he’s finished?”

  “Christ, he looked like he was going to come in the car. He will have finished before us.” Milo laughed as he stood. “Let’s go check on him.”

  “In bed?” Daniel shook his head. “Bad idea. Him and us near a bed, that shouldn’t happen if we need to keep our dicks soft and our minds off sex.”

  “We’re grown men. We can control ourselves for five minutes. Look at us. We’re both trained to deal with pressurised, demanding situations. This will be a breeze.” Milo laughed at Daniel and the astonishment he was feeling.

  They made it upstairs quietly, not wanting to disturb Samuel if he was still in the middle of… things. Daniel grinned to himself when he thought that. No, he’d much rather Samuel was in the middle of them two.

  “Samuel?” Milo knocked softly.

  “Yes?”

  “Are you okay?”

  “You can come in. I’m fine.”

  Milo opened the door and both of them stood hesitantly at the entrance, both quickly mesmerised by how sensual Samuel looked. His hair was loose around his shoulders, looking slightly unkempt, just like Daniel imagined it would look like after having his fists in it while they kissed. He was dressed, but his outfit was rumpled, his pants unbuttoned and the lazy, dreamy look in his eyes made Daniel’s cock jerk in his jeans.

  “This was a bad idea.” Milo’s gruff voice was thick with tension again, and Daniel heard the desire in it, felt it in how tense Milo became next to him.

  Daniel grinned at Samuel. “Ha! He thought I would be the one to break first.”

  Samuel dipped his head down, smiling coyly at them both. The little tease knew what he was doing to them both. Those heavy lashes hung over his big blue eyes, his teeth playing with his bottom lip as he peeked through the blond mane of hair around him.

  “Tease.” Daniel leaned against the wall, his cock already semi-hard and his body crying out to go to Samuel.

  “There’s two of you and only one of me. I think I'm the one being teased more.” Samuel looked over them both, his slender body shifting to the side as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

  “It’s not our aim to tease you.” Milo stepped in the room, but clenched his fists by his sides and stopped before he got too close. Yeah, the bed and them being on it was such a bad idea. “We need to talk, and in here isn't a good idea. Can w
e do this away from the bed?”

  Samuel played with his hair, keeping his gaze on his toes flexing in front of him. “Wherever we go, this will be between us. Does it really matter if we’re here, or in the sitting room, or outside, or in the car?”

  He had a point. A good fucking point. No matter where they went, this insane pull they felt between them didn’t go away. “He’s right.” Daniel looked at Milo and got a hard stare back. “What? He is.”

  “Yeah, but…” Milo eyed up the bed, then looked at the sinful image of Samuel sitting on it.

  “Just remember your training, Officer.” Daniel slid behind Samuel, pulling him backwards and sitting him on his knees. “Hey, Sweetheart.” He placed a soft kiss onto the back of his neck, wrapping his arms round Samuel’s shivering body before kissing the same place again. “Did you have fun up here all by yourself?” He smiled when he felt a shudder run through Samuel’s lithe frame.

  “Daniel!” Milo eventually perched in front of them, stroking Samuel’s hair from his face with a sexy smirk on his lips. “Samuel, I think by now we all know we want each other physically. Whether that’s right or not, it doesn’t change how Daniel and I desire you.” Milo tilted Samuel’s head back, his deep gaze penetrating the soft blue one staring back at him. “This isn't just sex for us. We both feel a lot for you.”

  “We care a lot.” Daniel kissed Samuel’s neck again, this time pressing his lips firmly against the soft flesh and receiving a low moan in response. Daniel moved his hands up Samuel’s chest, pressing them closer together, moaning into his shoulder as Samuel sat on his dick. “You belong with us.”

  “Yes.” Samuel arched his head back, encouraging Daniel’s mouth to find his neck again. Daniel obliged willingly, tracing his silk-like skin with his tongue before clamping his mouth around Samuel’s creamy flesh and sucking. “Daniel…” Samuel’s sensual moans had Daniel spellbound.

  “As you can see, Samuel, we want you a lot. You make us lose our minds.” Milo flicked Daniel’s forehead and gave him a frown. “Stop that.”