Where There's Smoke

by B L Morticia

  As I watched them, I toyed with my own nipples. To make them hard, I twisted them under my fingertips. So close to climax, I could feel myself exploding, and I didn’t mind at all. I’d join in eventually, but right now, I enjoyed witnessing them make love.

  “Santiago…”

  Just as I was about to get carried away, Jonas called me and my gaze met his heated blue stare.

  He looked so ravenous. Beautiful. He’d been feasting this entire time and I could tell he desperately wanted to be inside of Myles.

  “Go on. Since you guys waited for me. I wanna watch. I can always join in for round two.” I said. My mind was scrambled from what I’d already seen. Besides that, I didn’t want to break the chemistry between them because it was truly precious.

  Jonas smiled at me and went back to devouring Myles.

  With my erection standing proud between my legs, I reached over into the drawer and dropped the condoms along with the lube on Jonas’s side.

  He mouthed a thank you my way, before getting Myles ready to be entered. Jonas squeezed the lube on his fingers, rubbing them together. Apparently done, he slowly slid a finger into Myles and moved it around, while he caressed Myles’s shaft in his palm.

  “Mmhph. Jonas. God, I need you.”

  Those words almost made me lose it, but I braced myself so I could possibly hold on until one of them climaxed. I grit my teeth and toyed with my dick, tugging at it while I massaged the tip.

  “You good? Can I add another?” Jonas asked Myles, while he continued to prep him. While one finger stretched Myles, he moved his other hand from Myles’s cock to his own, stroking it while he ran his thumb over the top.

  “Ye− yes, Jonas. Please. I want your cock.” Myles struggled with the words. I could get why. This foreplay was teasing at best. Torture. Jonas loved to push the limits though, so I understood the frustration.

  Jonas laughed and stopped fingering Myles. He tore open the foil and rolled the condom onto his shaft. I could tell by the look on his face, he was ready to explode. Obviously set, he spread Myles’s legs and placed them on his shoulders. Jonas took his time, inching forward into Myles’s tight space.

  “Oh God.” Myles squirmed and inhaled deeply, once again tugging at the sheets until they were off the sides of the bed.

  Watching them, I pretended that Jonas and Myles were entering me. By Myles’s reactions, I could tell Jonas had already found the spot. I had to admit Jonas had a talent for that sort.

  Apparently wanting more, Jonas leaned in closer to his face and moved into him. He closed his eyes tight, breathing deeply. I noticed his chest rising and falling as he planted both hands on either side of Myles’s face. I’d imagined he was close to losing it because I knew I was.

  “Mmmph.” I continued to ogle them, feeling my own control vanish. My dick pulsed in my hand and my hole quivered, thinking about how much I wanted to be filled by one or both of them. At some point I would need them in me because this self-love wouldn’t satisfy my desire.

  Still watching, I gnashed my teeth together while I massaged my shaft. Pressure filled my groin making me ready to burst. Sounds of heavy breathing and the bed creaking filled our room. I could never be as happy as I was now to be on the outside looking in.

  Surveying my lovers’ actions; the kissing, grappling, and movements in perfect unison, I could tell they were falling into that same abyss. The same hole that claimed me with Myles and Jonas at different times. However, this one was bigger. This meant something more. It meant a family, my own little family I could love forever. Through this bond we shared, we’d raise a little girl and build the kind of relationship that should last a lifetime.

  While they continued to make love, I cried buckets. Tears of joy, knowing I’d finally gotten what I’d desired most of all.

  A loving family unit I could call my very own for the rest of my days.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Myles

  After Santiago watched, he joined us in bed. Immediately, we wrangled his shirt off of him and he settled in between us with me on his right and Jonas on his left. When the bed cracked, we couldn’t help but laugh. This bed would be on the floor soon without legs to stand on. What better way to break it than with the people you love.

  “This was an antique. Just like that couch I put outside,” Santiago said, lying on my chest.

  “That awful thing needed to be retired, Santi. The purple people eater isn’t much better, but I suppose we’ll deal with it for now,” I chuckled.

  “I told Santi it looked like Barney the dinosaur,” Jonas said. “He didn’t want to believe me.”

  I laughed at that realization. “It actually does, Jo Jo. You’re right. Now it only needs too hind legs and that goofy laugh.”

  “Hey, you two, cut it out. It’s only a couch. I love the print. It reminds me of the olden days.” Santiago said.

  “Days of horrible décor you mean?” I asked him.

  “Yeah, real bad. Actually, it might’ve been used on a porn set or something. You know, bow chicka, wow wow,” Jonas snickered.

  I chuckled at that as did Santiago. “Jonas, I believe you missed your calling to be a comedian.”

  “Naw, I’m not that great of a joke teller.” Jonas eyed me.

  “Yeah you are,” Santiago cut in. “However, the snide remarks about my design sense aren’t lost on me. I will get my revenge.”

  “Ooh baby, I’d love you to do just that.” Jonas said, snuggling up against Santiago’s back.

  Watching them play around, I smiled to myself. Moments like this I’d treasure forever. Just us and the baby; loving, living, and growing together.

  Jonas inched up towards me, his lips on mine.

  When our mouths connected, I moved in closer, enjoying the taste of wine and spearmint on his taste buds. It was dizzying, intoxicating. I couldn’t get enough of either one of my lovers no matter how much I tried. While we lazily enjoyed the embrace, I tugged on Santiago to join us in the kiss.

  “I wanna watch you two. You’re so beautiful together.” Santiago whispered.

  I reluctantly pulled away and yanked Santiago in closer. Jonas let up on his grasp so I could.

  “Santiago, you are ours. It’s not enough for you to only watch.” I said to him.

  “Yeah, Santi. This is a throuple. While we’re all together, no one’s left out.” Jonas added.

  Santiago shrugged. “I know, but− God. Watching you two is like poetry in motion. Even before when you fought like cats and dogs it was glorious. It made my heart do freaking flips and aroused me beyond belief.”

  I rubbed my hand over his chin. “I understand, but this relationship is all three of us. It will take all three to make it work. So…” I adjusted myself to hover over Santiago. “Jonas, come over here. We need to make love to Santiago properly. You take the left side and I’ll take the right.”

  “Yes, sir.” Jonas moved and positioned himself to act on what I’d commanded.

  “Oh my God, you two. What are you gonna do to me?” Santiago asked with heat in his eyes.

  “Give you more inspiration for your books,” Jonas said with a wicked smile.

  “And make love to you as you deserve. If it weren’t for your persistence, Santiago, we wouldn’t be together.” I kissed the top of his head at the temple. “Mimic me Jonas.”

  “Aye aye, Captain.” Jonas said and mock saluted me, then pressed his lips to Santiago’s forehead in the same manner.

  Santiago smiled and ran his hands over both our chests. His eyes were dilated and mouth agape, most likely turned on from our actions. I looked down and exactly as I suspected, Santiago was erect from what we were doing.

  Meeting his eyes again, I ran my fingertips over his jawline. “No moving, lover. Keep your hands to yourself.”

  “I can’t,” Santiago whined. “I wanna touch you both.”

  “No touching, Santiago. Just feel. In fact, close your eyes. Let us make love to you head to toe.” Jonas said.

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bsp; I looked over at him, smiling. I leaned in and shared a quick kiss with him before we both moved closer to Santiago.

  “Oh damn, you two. You’re gonna make me suffer.” Santiago said with a hint of amusement in his voice. He closed his eyes as Jonas asked.

  “Sure am. Suck it up, buttercup, cause we’re gonna make you squirm.” Jonas smirked.

  I laughed at Jonas as did Santiago.

  Jonas eyed me to see what I’d do first.

  Immediately, I reacted and ran my tongue from his temple to his ear. When I got there, I traced his lobe with the tip, then sucked on the lower half. With his ear still in between my teeth, I looked at Jonas who was doing the same, waiting for my next move.

  “Ooh, Jonas, Myles.” Santiago fisted the covers and pulled while gritting his teeth together.

  “We’ve just begun baby.” I whispered in his ear, then continued to nibble on the skin there. I allowed one hand to drift down from his jawline down the center of his neck.

  Jonas did the same, but he went further down, running his nails over Santiago’s collarbone, to the center of his chest.

  Not to be outdone, I did the same, but I traced the lines of soft hairs to his right nipple. When I arrived, I pinched it, while continuing to feast on his earlobe.

  “Fuck, Myles. Jonas, oh God. You two are burning me alive. I need you in me. Both of you.”

  “Not yet,” I whispered and kissed his ear again. I moved slightly only to hear the bed crack under my weight.

  Jonas snickered and repeated the action. He moved to the center of Santiago’s throat and we both traced his Adam’s apple with the tip of our tongues and teeth. We twisted his nipples, teasing until they firmed under our fingers.

  “Jesus fucking Christ. Oh God, Myles. Jonas I’m dying here. Please!” Santiago whimpered.

  Although I desperately wanted to give in, I wouldn’t because I truly wished to make our lover feel included. My own erection wept pre-cum, aching to be sheathed in Santiago’s heat, but I refused to stop. No, this was our time to make our Santiago break down completely. I wanted to see him unravel from our touches first and if we still had stamina, we could double him afterwards.

  We’d done this while we recovered, touching, kissing, tasting each other’s flesh. It was the hottest thing on the planet for Jonas and I. And I figured why not return that to Santiago?

  “Mmhm, not yet, right baby?” Jonas asked.

  His question broke my concentration, but not enough for me to forget the common goal. “Not yet. Jonas, move down a little. I can tell he’s about to erupt and I want to catch it. I’m sure you do too.”

  “I do.” Jonas said without hesitation.

  With that, we moved, running our mouths over Santiago’s flesh. From his chest on down to his stomach, we nibbled, licked, sucked his skin into our mouths. We took our time to devour him and made him feel the way a lover should.

  We wanted to claim him.

  Santiago was ours.

  Jonas’s.

  Mine.

  Not for anyone else to share.

  Santiago was the connection that brought all three of us together. This was our way of thanking him and commiserating our relationship together as a throuple. We were one. Always would be.

  “Oh f—ugh.” Santiago seemed to realize our little one was in the next room. Though he stopped himself from screaming he continued to writhe on the bed, trembling under our actions. Jonas and I had made it to his midsection where his cock stood proud, oozing with pre-cum and looking delicious.

  “He’s about ready, babe.” Jonas said, eyeing me from the left.

  I nodded, and we both inched in closer, lavishing his foreskin with our tongues. I grazed the right side with my teeth while Jonas continued sucking his hardened flesh and gently nipping at it.

  “Ugh. I’m coming. You wanted to destroy me and you’ve done that. Completely. I can’t think, I can barely breathe.” Santiago said through hampered breaths.

  I looked up at him, able to tell he was speaking truth. His eyes were heavy lidded, watching us as we both held his legs down so he wouldn’t kick. Santiago’s mouth was open slightly. He appeared ravenous. Hungry. And ready for more.

  Instead of watching him further, I took his dick into my mouth, swallowing him whole.

  Jonas moved closer and took Santiago’s balls, one by one in between his lips and both of us stroked our sides of his inner thighs.

  “Jonas, Myles, oh God. I− coming. I…” Santiago bucked off the bed.

  In moments, I was treated to his glorious release hitting the top of my mouth.

  I backed off so Jonas could have some as well and we feasted as two hungry animals devouring the same prey.

  “Mmph. Kiss me, Myles.” Jonas leaned into me.

  And I did just that, both of us sharing Santiago’s come and enjoying it as we did so. I swiped some off his dick and ran some over his hole, knowing Jonas and I were ready to immerse ourselves inside of him.

  We backed away from one another and moved up to meet our lover who appeared to be well fucked.

  “You two are amazing.”

  As I ran come filled fingers over his lips, kissing him, Jonas joined me. When he did, the bed cracked again, this time making all of us jolt from the friction of it hitting the floor.

  I only shrugged as did Jonas, going back to taking pleasure in Santiago’s lips while we caressed each other’s hardened flesh. For now, this mutual jack off would do. Santiago looked worn out anyway.

  Best to let him rest and ready for round three.

  Epilogue

  Santiago

  Nine months later …

  “Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Macy, happy birthday to you.” Everyone around the table clapped and Macy whimpered a little because she might’ve been overwhelmed. She’d been around Gloria’s children a lot and some kids at the library, but perhaps the amount of noise got to her.

  “Dada…” Macy turned into my chest and I held her close to me while everyone else said their oohs and aah’s.

  “Sorry everybody, she might be tired from all the partying. Benji, why don’t you help her and blow the candles out, hmm?” I asked him.

  Benji, Bo’s son, stepped right up and did the honors, blowing them out in one turn. We all clapped for Benji and patted him on the back. He even rubbed Macy’s shoulder and telling her everything would be okay.

  “Babe, I’ll take her. Perhaps she’s ready for a nap,” Jonas said behind me. He leaned down, taking Macy from me. He pressed a chaste kiss on my lips, not worrying about the amount of people we had in attendance. There were several. Bo, Gloria and their kids, Ezekiel, Pamela and Sarah, Garrett, and his wife, Sherri, Stanley, and his wife along with their kids and Mr. Priley, his family, and the Chief and his wife as well.

  We had a full house in our new home built on that spot of land that Myles and Jonas talked about almost a year ago. Jonas, along with his dad and brother did a magnificent job on it and because they were family, we could get a slight discount which thrilled Jonas and I.

  Myles wasn’t concerned with discounts however, saying he would’ve paid any amount to make sure his family was comfortable. Naturally, Jonas was a penny pincher and though we’d pretty much made everything official, he refused to spend Myles’s money.

  As far as our former home, Pamela came out to her family, telling them about Sarah. They immediately shunned her saying they couldn’t have a gay daughter. Fortunately, Sarah was right there to pick up the pieces and Pamela moved into our place shortly thereafter. Since she was still finishing school and made so little money, Jonas and I allowed her to live there rent free until she graduated. With the kind of stress her parents had already put on her, she didn’t need the financial burden.

  Myles kept his condo so we could go back and forth to visit Chicago. When we lived there, I made the time to see another therapist who helped me to face my fears and my propensity to drink too much. Something I was very grateful for. I’d also
taken the time to meet with my agent who gave me the good news about my series being accepted for publication to a major LGBT publisher. I had no need for the money, so I vowed to donate all the proceeds to charity.

  During that time, I also gave my statements about Karl and his cronies to the police. They immediately caught them all and a court date was set for early next year. Myles’s lawyer, who was now the family counsel, mentioned they could get up to five years in prison for the assault if convicted. Unfortunately, they wouldn’t be able to use the recorded confession because it was made under duress, but it mattered little because Karl told them he’d done it, anyway. I was glad for that because I seriously wanted that part of my life closed.

  Karl didn’t press charges against Jonas or Myles, which was surprising. However, because the police could hear what he’d done to Karl, Jonas was ordered to serve sixty days for probation and pay a fine. He was okay with it and said he’d do it again if need be.

  Ready to make my announcement, I cleared my throat. “So everyone. I need your attention.”

  When I said that, the talking stopped, and I appreciated it greatly because now that Macy was sleepy and cranky, I didn’t want to yell.

  “Babe? Can you go get Jonas?” I asked Myles.

  “Sure love.” Myles moved across our living room to go get Jonas as I’d asked.

  Myles had taken the role of being stay at home father so well. It seemed he didn’t miss being the top dog at Barnes and Greyson at all. He was still vice president, however. And as he and Garrett discussed, they’d assembled a team down here to assist local businesses with financial planning.

  “Okay, we’re here,” Myles called out.

  Myles and Jonas walked back into the living room where we all stood.

  “Okay, does everyone have a cup or glass? I’d like to propose a toast and celebrate something.”

  All of our friends scrambled for their glasses and Pamela walked around, filling them all with red wine or lemonade, whichever one each person preferred. When she finished, she stood with Sarah and they clasped hands together while they held their cups.