by B L Morticia
Jonas sucked them greedily while he eyed me. At that moment it was the sexiest thing I’d ever witnessed.
In response, I kissed him, taking some of my release and his into my mouth, enjoying the hell out of it. I sucked his tongue like I would his dick.
In all honesty, although I loved Santiago, my desire was for Jonas alone right now. It was a crazy thing to say, and I realized, new dick meant new excitement for sex.
However, there was something else. That weird feeling I got when we fucked—no, made love—that final night before he left. That sense of need. Togetherness. Being with Jonas made me feel whole.
I felt one with him, which was ridiculous, considering we’d only begun.
Despite that, I got what I’d wanted after a miserable day; Jonas in my arms as he should be. And eventually Santiago would join him, which would make us complete.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Santiago
The following morning, I felt better about myself. I woke up, to find Myles sleeping on the couch.
Alone.
Since I’d locked the door after falling asleep, I had no idea where Jonas had slept. Perhaps Myles had been sweet and given up his bed to Jonas?
“Myles? Hey.” I shook him and he got up from the pillow.
“How are you, babe?”
“Better. Where’s Jonas?”
“I gave him my bed.” Myles straightened and stretched his arms over his head. “We had a moment together after you fell asleep, but both of us didn’t want to proceed while drunk, or without you.”
“Aw, you could’ve.” I softly kissed his cheek.
“Why did you run off anyway?”
“I…” I hesitated because I didn’t want to tell him one of his closest friends raped me. I closed my eyes quickly, then looked back at him. “I had a flashback. That happens a lot when I come back to Chicago.”
“All right, but you had us worried. You can count on me and Jonas to help you through anything.”
“I just wanted to try facing everything on my own. You know that whole macho thing. I got that from you and Jonas.”
Myles cocked an eyebrow at me like he wasn’t buying it. “Mhmm. Well, you don’t have to be the tough guy in this relationship, love. There’s enough of that between Jonas and I,”
“Yes. Yes, that’s true. Um, so… does this mean you want to be with us?”
Myles shrugged and sighed aloud. He pressed a kiss on my forehead. He reached for my face and placed both hands on my cheeks.
“Almost. Santiago, I need more time to process it all. I’m taking a huge risk and I need to be prepared.”
“Yes, your business.”
“No, no, not really. I’ve been thinking about stepping down since Mother was on her death bed. I’ve made a lot of money in the financial industry and because my father was also a business giant, I have more money than I could ever spend. Although doing the deals still excites me, I’d like to spend more time with Macy.”
“We would too.” I smiled at that and held his wrists while he still cradled my face.
“I know. You and Jonas have taken excellent care of her. I have to say I’m a little envious of how easily she’s taken to both of you.” Myles smiled at me.
I returned the grin and kissed him on the lips. “She loves her some Jo Jo,” I said chuckling. “He’s been great with her. I mean, he puts her on his back, riding around like a horse. He even took her to his father’s ranch. His dad adored her.”
“I’m sure. She’s a really loveable child.”
“Yes, which is why you should let me take her with us.” I thought I’d throw that out there since we were having such great conversation.
Myles raised an eyebrow and let go of my face. “No, Santiago, she’s home. Sarah’s here so…”
“Myles, please. Just for a little while until you get everything settled. Maybe a week, two, or three.”
“No Santiago. She doesn’t have to go anywhere. If and when we’re ready to change homes, you’ll be the first to know, but for now she stays here,” Myles reiterated.
“Dammit, Myles, why? I’ll miss her and you say you’re just thinking about everything and nothing’s concrete. When will I be able to see her again?”
“Soon. I’ll stop down there, or you can come here…”
I shook my head. “I’m not coming back. Not anytime soon. I can’t. Not after what I’d been thinking about.” Frustrated, I got up and turned my back, walking in the opposite direction.
I heard footsteps behind me, then warm hands encircle my waist. “Santiago. I love you, I really do, and I understand why you wouldn’t want to come back here, but Macys’ been with you and Jonas long enough. Don’t you want to take that sweet, delicious man home to have for yourself?”
“Now, who’s only thinking about sex?” I dislodged myself from his clutches.
“Touché, but it’s true. With Macy here where she belongs you can make love without having to worry about the little bundle.”
“Actually, I like worrying about her.” I finally shifted around to face him. “That’s okay though. She should have some time to bond with you. Just make sure while you’re still thinking things through, you bring her down to see me. I’m going to find Jonas.” I turned on my heel, leaving the room and not saying another word. I walked to one of the bedrooms and knocked.
“Hello?”
“Yes?”
“Sarah, is Macy in there with you?”
“No, dear. She’s in her crib sleeping. I just checked on her.”
“Damn. Okay, I’ll wait until she wakes up.”
I kept going down the hall until I came up on the next bedroom which was only slightly ajar. I peeked inside, watching my man drying himself off with a towel.
“Whew, what a sight to behold,” I said with a smirk.
Jonas looked around at me. He quickly dropped the towel, then walked fast over to me. Jonas lifted me off my feet and hugged me tight.
“Santi!” He pressed his mouth hard against mine and stared into my eyes.
“Well, I missed you too.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “And I love you more than anything. Don’t you ever forget that.”
“I won’t.” Jonas locked lips with me again, then pulled away. “Just never do that again, you hear me? Don’t run off and not tell anyone.”
“Okay. I promise, I won’t. I knew I shouldn’t have but, I wanted to be stronger. I thought I could pull it off for you, for us.”
“You don’t have to do a damn thing, Santi. You went through a terrible ordeal. You don’t just forget those kinds of things.”
“Unfortunately.” I kissed him hard and wiggled out of his hold until my feet hit the floor. “Enough about that. I wanna make love.”
“I’m glad you do because I’ve missed you.”
“Yes. And you had a little of Myles to tide you over in the meantime.”
Jonas exhaled and looked away. “I did. I didn’t want to, but−”
“Then, he tempted you, right?”
“Yeah. I’m not gonna say it was all on him but, he’s real good at convincing.”
“I’m not mad at you. Only pissed that I wasn’t here to watch.” I pushed Jonas backwards until his butt hit the bed. He leaned back on his elbows, still staring at me.
While still eyeing him, I yanked my t-shirt over my head. I pushed my loungers down the length of my legs until they pooled around my ankles.
“Santiago…” Jonas sounded excited.
“No.” I knew he probably wanted me to fuck him, but I was desperate to take him deep. “No sweetheart. I need you inside of me.” I kicked off the pants along with my underwear. I tugged at my socks and tossed them aside before crawling onto the bed, hovering over his gorgeous body.
“You wanna ride me then?” Jonas reached over for his cologne bag and grabbed the lube.
Thoroughly aroused, I kissed Jonas, tangling tongues with him. I pulled away and gazed into his azure eyes.
“No. I need
you on top of me.” I pressed my mouth against his again and sucked on his tongue as if it were his dick. After dislodging from him, I took the spot next to him and spread my legs open for him to be in between.
“Damn, Santi.” Jonas’s voice sounded breathy, needy, and it turned me on in every way possible. He crouched over my body, kneeling on the bed while he opened the slick lube to prepare me.
Watching him intently, I took my cock in my palm, massaging my shaft while I rubbed the tip with my thumb. Pre-cum oozed from the slit and I rubbed it into my flesh. Visions from our lovemaking days ago ran through my brain and I licked my lips in anticipation of holding onto my climax to achieve a more explosive orgasm. It seemed like forever, but it was so worth it. I’d come harder than I had in quite a while.
“Baby.” Jonas eyed me while he pressed two fingers into my opening. He slid them in and out of my hole, still staring to catch my reactions.
Thoroughly aroused, I rode on his fingers and clenched them tightly between my legs. I sucked in a breath and moved up and down, gnashing my teeth, waiting for the moment to come.
“Jonas. Oh God, I’m ready for you. Please.” I begged and pleaded for him. I didn’t need much preparation, only a little because I’d gotten well used to his cock filling me.
“Yes, sir. Your wish is my command.”
I chuckled and held out my hand, inviting him to come closer. He wasted no time, accepting my hands and pinning them over my head while he pushed slowly into me until he couldn’t go further.
“Oh God. Jonas.” I bit my bottom lip while I wrapped both legs around his waist, binding him to me. I rose on my elbows to watch and kiss him simultaneously. After I wrapped an arm around his neck, I thrust my tongue into his mouth, tasting his and enjoying it. With each action, I could feel my resolve weakening and I clutched the sheet under my nails to brace myself for what was to come.
“I don’t wanna come yet! Oh God, Jonas, it feels amazing.” I continued pushing onto him as we sped up the pace, in perfect rhythm with one another. I rubbed the back of his head and pulled it into my chest, tracing his earlobe with my tongue, then darting it inside his ear.
“Sant… oh… Santi. Shit, babe. I’m so close.”
Jonas’s words were music to my ears. I let the cover go and placed my hand on his shoulder for more support.
Our breaths and the sounds of the bed hitting the wall were the only noises heard. Judging by the amount of moisture on Jonas’s forehead and mine, the air from the vents made no difference in the temperature of the room. We’d created some kind of heat screen with our lovemaking, blocking cool air, making this an even sexier moment. Right now, I didn’t care about being hot, only pleasing and enjoying one another.
With our eyes on each other, we continued to lock lips, wondering who would break first. I intended to stay intact, at least for a little while longer. However, with Jonas hitting the right spots, making my nipples perk and my dick erect, it would be a doubly hard task to keep my composure.
I bore down on his dick, squeezing and forcing the issue. With both arms and legs around his body, I pretty much solidified my position as the one in power. Although I preferred for us to come together, I’d settle with making him come first and forgetting about everything around us, even if for only a little while.
* * * *
Myles
After Santiago left me in the living room, I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water, then back to the sofa. Thank goodness I wasn’t too hung over, which meant I could go through the rest of the day without a headache.
I knew it was immature and irresponsible to finish over half the Jack Daniels last night before finally saying I’d had enough. However, in my heart of hearts I believed I’d earned the right to take advantage of one more evening without the responsibilities of fatherhood.
Thank goodness for Sarah because if it were only me and Macy, I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy that or the sexy moment with Jonas.
Mmph.
Despite it being morning, the thoughts of jerking off with him crossed my mind. I pulled out the piece of cloth from my pocket. I’d washed it with the laundry and another time by hand. Although it no longer smelled of him, it still fueled my fantasies and made me hard the moment I put it against my body.
Still in a haze, I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. Again, my brain wanted me to take action, but I held back because I refused to have Sarah catch me again.
With the cloth and water in hand, I got up and walked down the small hallway. I eyed my room, then leaned against the paneling, hearing moans, grunting, and the bed moving in unison. My dick jolted underneath my sweats and I sucked in a breath, listening as my future lovers enjoyed each other’s bodies. The noises were beautiful and in rhythm, and fuck, so damn intoxicating. I knew spying was wrong, damn childish, but I did it anyway. They couldn’t possibly be so into one another, could they?
I got my answer when I peered through the crack in the door, noticing Jonas’s body bathed in the low sunlight. As he slowly moved into Santiago, he clenched that curvaceous ass. The moisture on his flesh illuminated.
“Damn.” Although I continued to watch, my feet and brain had other ideas. Without a second thought, I ambled in, rubbing the cloth against my erection through my pants. I inhaled sharp, gazing at this beautiful couple as they made love. They changed positions so Santiago sat on Jonas’s lap. Still, the two of them seemed oblivious to me standing there.
However, that didn’t last long. For only a minute or so later, Santiago looked up at me, smiling, but not stopping what he was doing. As if to invite me in, he brought my hand to his mouth and sucked my thumb as if it were my dick.
“Oh God, Santiago.” In ecstasy, I threw my head back, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on my skin. I shivered a bit, then pulled off when I felt it gotten too much for me to handle. To show my appreciation for his gesture, I leaned in, kissing Santiago with passion and fervor. It had been a long time since we’d shared an embrace like this and my body reacted appropriately.
While I continued kissing Santiago, Jonas’s strong hand gripped my back, massaging the muscles there, furthering my arousal. Immediately my dick took notice, spurting pre-cum in my underwear. Knowing I desired more of my future lover, I disengaged my mouth from Santiago and turned to Jonas, pressing my lips on top of his. Our lip lock was hard and unrelenting. I thrust my tongue into his mouth.
As expected, he responded in kind, sucking my tongue, not breaking away.
Apparently this aroused Santiago. He bounced faster on Jonas.
To put a little more excitement into our moment, I reached down between them and took Santiago’s dick in hand without breaking my kiss from Jonas.
Santiago’s breath hitched and his inaudible moans signaled how much he enjoyed it.
Without warning, Jonas pulled away and stared at me, looking flustered, his lips swollen from our lip lock.
“Come to bed with us,” he said breathless and needy.
I shook my head and stopped jerking Santiago. The minute I did, I heard Santiago whimpering from the loss of my hand.
Although I wished to do as Jonas asked, I had better ideas. I rose, looking at them. “I want to watch you. Put on a show for me.” I quickly pecked Jonas again and took the space behind him on the bed. He moved forward so his ass faced me while he lay atop Santiago.
Despite the movement, Jonas and Santiago picked up from where they left off, kissing and moving in perfect motion with one another. It truly was a sight. Like a gay romance movie without all the subtitles. Still watching them intently, I rubbed Jonas’s back and massaged my covered dick with the cloth. My breaths caught in my chest and I sensed my resolve going away by the second.
After a little while longer, I stopped and put the cloth away. Enough with the fantasy, I had Jonas right here in front of me. To take part in their lovemaking session, I sucked two of my own fingers, then ran them down Jonas’s crease. Once I made my way there, I found Jonas’s hole an
d rubbed the taut flesh there before pressing one in along with another.
“Myles.”
When Jonas called my name, I yanked my dick from my sweats. My shaft was erect, dripping with pre-cum and ready for action. I wouldn’t give in and fuck Jonas from behind. A hand job would have to do. After all, as much as I’d wanted to do Jonas bare, I couldn’t.
With my length in hand, I fisted my shaft, toying with the head and rubbing my own release into my skin. To give myself more lube, I spat in my hand and grasped my dick again.
“Ugh, Myles. Oh God,” Jonas cried out as he sped up his thrusts into Santiago. Both my lovers gasped for air as I controlled the moment, pushing two fingers into Jonas, then bringing them out before adding another one.
Jonas jolted and moved in the same pace with my hand. He inched back on it several times, but I shoved him forward, forcing him to push harder into Santiago.
“Jesus. Oh God, Myles.” Santiago called out. “Whatever you’re doing!”
I didn’t know, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. My mind was a complete blur right now, only concerned with my lovers’ pleasure.
“Come for me, Jonas. Santiago. I wanna see you both explode for me,” I called out, gnashing my teeth together as I fingered Jonas and jerked my cock in the same motion.
“Ahhh… uh,” Jonas yelled out first. As Jonas climaxed, his body trembled and jolted. I wished I could see him come on Santiago, but Jonas was too caught up in the moment to pull out.
“Jonas, fuck. That feels good!” Santiago screamed, and I only hoped it wouldn’t wake up our household or neighbors. I hadn’t bothered closing the door, but I also hadn’t intended to come in here to stay either.
“Jo− Santiago… damn.” I relaxed, feeling the shudders wrack my body completely. I shook like a leaf, jerking my dick in a frantic motion, while licking Jonas’s lower back. I rose and painted his skin with my release. It left white splotches on him and I swiped my finger through one, then held it to his lips.
As I wanted, Jonas took it and sucked it in. To taste, I devoured his mouth.
