by Bianca Vix
I spread Aiden’s ass cheeks open and Max gets him lubed up. Aiden’s enjoying it, pushing back against Max’s probing fingers.
“You’re so tight.” Max tosses the lube aside. “Have you ever done this before?”
“Never.” As if the true realization of what’s about to happen is just hitting him now, Aiden glances my way, doubt creasing his brow.
“Don’t worry. It’s not my first time, I know what I’m doing.” Max is working a condom onto his cock.
If everything Max has done so far is any indication about what he knows, then Aiden’s going to be just fine. Leaning down, I give my boyfriend a kiss.
“It’ll be great. I can’t wait to see you getting what you really want.” He squeezes my hand, getting up onto all fours.
Max takes hold of Aiden’s hips, positioning himself. His hard cock nudges against my boyfriend’s ass. Without thinking, I curl my fingers around Max’s rock-hard shaft, guiding him closer.
He takes his time, easing in very slowly, letting Aiden relax.
“So hot. God, Aiden, it’s so hot watching his big cock going inside you.” I let go, moving around so I can give Aiden a reassuring kiss. He’s wincing as Max stretches him out. “Is it alright?”
“Yes.” His voice is strained. “It’s fucking weird, kind of hurts, but it’s not too bad.”
Max stops moving, pausing to let Aiden adjust again like he’s been doing. When he starts up again it’s better, and Aiden grunts his okay for him to keep going.
He stops and starts until he’s all the way in. I can’t believe Aiden’s taken his whole length, but he has. Pulling his hips back, Max starts to fuck my boyfriend.
He’s building up to steady strokes, and Aiden is totally different now. It’s something to see, the way he’s shifting from discomfort to raw pleasure. And I can’t take my eyes off the stunning sight before me.
Aiden getting his ass fucked is something he’s wanted for some time now. I had no idea I’d find it so hot myself. I’d always imagined him and another guy jacking and sucking. Something like this wasn’t really on my radar. Now that it’s happening, it’s exciting beyond belief.
Taking hold of Aiden’s cock, I stroked him in time with Max’s smooth, steady rocking. It took almost no time for him to get good and hard again after being penetrated.
“Fuck.” Aiden’s voice is hoarse, but now it’s with arousal as he turns his head back towards Max. “Feels amazing. If you can keep doing it for the next hour, that’d be great.”
“Your tight ass is fucking incredible.” Max starts to pick up speed. “No way I can last that long.”
Max’s cockiness disappears as he’s overtaken by the sensations of doing Aiden’s ass. The two of them are getting into a rhythm now, Max gripping Aiden’s hips tightly as he thrusts faster. Aiden’s pushing back to meet every single stroke, as if taking a cock up his ass is a completely natural thing for him to be doing.
“Give me your big cock, Max.” He’s wild with lust as Max drills him.
“Yeah, give it to him good,” I tell Max, and he doesn’t disappoint either one of us.
Aiden’s cock is iron-hard as I rub my hand over it. Both men are so close, I can’t tell which one is going to come first. Curling my fingers, I decide to hold my hand still, so the force of Max’s pounding drives Aiden’s cock through my fist.
He’s breathing in short, harsh gasps now. As close to the edge as Max seems to be, now I know Aiden is going to lose it first. His cock is throbbing hard in my hand, the double stimulation shoving him towards a volcanic climax.
“Holy…” It’s all Aiden can manage to gasp out before he loses all control, his cock pulsing in my hand as shot after shot erupts.
I’ve never seen him come harder than he is right now. And his ass must be doing a number on Max, because his face contorts just like it did earlier. He grunts as his body tenses up too.
“Fuck.” He’s coming, deep inside in my boyfriend, his orgasm clearly intense too. Aiden pushes back against him until he’s spent.
Max eases his wilting cock slowly out of Aiden, getting rid of the condom before he flops down beside me. Aiden collapses right down onto his stomach, lying unmoving on my other side.
I can’t help but smile. “Did you guys enjoy yourselves?”
The deep, satisfied smirk on Max’s face is a dead giveaway for his thoughts on the matter.
Aiden’s eyes are wide as he turns to face me. “Yeah, that was okay.” His huge grin makes it impossible for him to be deadpan. “We should get our roommate to switch places with you, Max. We’ve got the whole weekend ahead of us. No sense wasting it.”
Max props himself up on his elbow so he can see us both. “Yeah, definitely. But it doesn’t have to be just for the weekend.”
“What do you mean?” Now I’m wide awake. “That we could make this an ongoing thing?”
“Sure. Why not?” His eyes are glittering brightly. “That was too much fun not to keep it going.”
I glance back at Aiden. His huge grin gives me his answer. “Uh, yeah.”
“But how would that work?” I’m all for having the sex again. No problem there.
But what would that do to our relationship?
Tilting his head, Max gives me an amused glance. “The same way it did just now. Only there’s lots more we can do, like–”
“That’s not what I meant. Aiden and I are a couple. Would that mean that…we’re involved too?”
“I wouldn’t mind that.”
It’s the last thing I expect Max to say. “All of us? Like, boyfriend, girlfriend, boyfriend?”
Max shrugs, like every word out of his mouth isn’t turning my world on its end. “Why not?”
Aiden’s not saying a word. In fact, he’s lying there like Max and I are talking about the weather. I elbow him lightly. “You’re being awfully quiet. Don’t you have anything to say about this?”
“Not much to say. It’s a good idea.”
My eyes are going to fall out of my head if they get any wider. “Seriously?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Because I knew you wanted to have sex with a man. But not go any further than that.”
Aiden yawns. “Guess I never met one I’d want to try going out with before.”
“What…” I don’t even know what I want to say. How can they both be so relaxed about Max’s suggestion? I’ve got butterflies flapping their wings against the lining of my stomach.
“It’s simple,” Max says, as if he’s somehow reading my uncontrolled tornado of thoughts. “We’d all be together. For sex, fun, going out, whatever. Just like any other couple, except there’s three of us. So, even more fun.”
He takes my chin in his hand, leaning forward to kiss me on the forehead. “What do you think, Kacie? How would you like to give two boyfriends a try?”
No fair. Having a man as hot as Max ask me that is turning me into chocolate left in the sun.
“Two boyfriends, who are also each other’s boyfriends?” In spite of my automatic reaction, the idea is already making my mind wake up to all the wonderful possibilities that could bring.
“Yup. All three of us, in this together.” Max reaches across me, flicking at Aiden’s nipple as if he needs to demonstrate. I’m very much liking the way his body not only covers me, but presses me closer into Aiden. “Sharing everything.”
I should think about this. It’s not something that should be rushed into. Two hot as hell men. Both of them mine. And each other’s.
Aiden turns towards me, but he’s reaching for Max. Grabbing at him, he pulls him down for a kiss. I’m covered in a blanket of sexy men.
I can’t remember now. What’s not to love about this plan?
When they break apart, I’m grinning. I pull both of them into me for a hug.
“Okay, I’m in.”
“Great.” Max kisses me. “Let’s celebrate.”
After Dark
MMF Bisexual Romance: Short Story
Bes
t friends. Business partners. Nothing more. Not until after dark.
Ryker
I’m all about work. Nothing wrong with a little fun now and then, but nothing should get in the way of success. So why can’t I stop thinking about Kal in ways that I never have before?
Kal
I can have any woman or man that I want. And I do. Except for my best friend. I want something from him, sure. That’d be everything.
Jana
Kal and I are over. I can’t go there again. Just because he wants me back doesn’t mean I’m going to go for it. Not even when he offers up his best friend as part of the deal.
Chapter 1
Ryker
“Yeah, we can go over it tonight.”
This is fucked. Kal’s delaying our meeting again. At least he’s only putting it off until tonight, but the last thing I want to do is work over dinner.
But at this stage, we need to get it the fuck over with. Our tech company is on the verge of getting right to where we want it to be, and we need to iron out a couple of key details before legal can move forward. Any more delays, and we might lose our chance.
There’s no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. “Tonight. After work. For sure.”
“Yeah. I’ve got an offsite meeting soon. We can have dinner.”
“Fine.” I end the call in frustration. I’ll be damned if he fucks this up. Kal’s been weirdly flaky lately, ever since he broke up with Jana. Whatever the reason, it’s not good enough. His crap stops tonight, even if I have to hunt him down and tie him up.
What. The. Fuck.
I’m sitting here with Kal’s…friend, or whoever the hell she is. In a restaurant that truly is better suited for a date. A first date. The kind where you don’t want to waste time waiting for the third.
Even worse, I can’t stop thinking that I’d rather be alone with Kal. And I don’t just mean so we can hash out our pressing work issues.
I’d so much rather be the one going home with him tonight. Back to his place, and straight into his bed. Or his living room. Or hell, even his kitchen. His penthouse has more than enough rooms to choose from, and I couldn’t give a rat’s ass which one we’d be fucking in.
Because lately, that’s all I can think about. Kal and his massive cock. Yeah, I know it’s big. He and I hit the gym together after work at least twice a week. We’ve talked business deals while we’re showering in the locker room after our gruelling workouts. And of course I’ve checked out his equipment. Just to compare him to me. No other reason. I didn’t have the slightest shred of interest in him before.
And he measures up pretty damn good. Most men can’t compare to my size, but I know he can.
I don’t have a damn clue what the fuck is wrong with me. Why in the hell I keep fantasizing about my best friend and business partner, I don’t know. And it’s driving me fucking insane. Every day I see him, I end up thinking about sucking him. Fucking him. Him fucking me. Hell, any fucking position or act is possible. No limits and nothing would be off the table.
Except all of it is. We’ve been friends forever and business partners more recently. Our company took off almost before we made it official, and we’ve both done incredibly well with it. I’m talking fucking billions, for both of us.
Our success went beyond what we’d expected, way faster than we thought it would. We both figured it would take years and a big buy out to make it. Instead we’re already at the top of the Top 30 Under 30 in Manhattan. After City Tech magazine profiled us, and every single business publication in New York picked up the same story, the world knows it too.
On top of that, their sister magazine City Hearts spun our interview into a Sexy Singles thing, whatever the fuck that is. Now we’re a couple of the top hottest bachelors too. I thought it was funny at the time, but it’s instantly made us very high-profile. And Kal’s been taking full advantage of that. Going out with—and home with—a new woman practically every fucking night of the week.
I couldn’t blame him at first. Hell, I did pretty much the same thing myself. And it was a hell of a lot of fun. All hot sweaty sex, and no strings ever.
But there’s no way I’d risk our business by keeping my focus on whoring around at the expense of our future. So I cut back. Totally.
Of course, Kal hasn’t. And it’s starting to do some damage to our company. I am not going to let that happen, and that’s one of the things I was planning on kicking his ass about tonight.
Except I can’t exactly do that now, not in front of his date of the moment. Jesus fucking Christ, he’s getting annoying.
Ferociously I chew on a dinner roll. I’m trying not to show my anger at Kal in front of her, but it’s not very easy.
And given half a chance, my dumbass brain goes to him again. Kal and his tight ass. Big cock. Annoying smirk that I’d like to wipe off his face by giving him a rough, hard fucking that he’d never forget.
I’m jolted from my insane thoughts when Kal’s date speaks up.
“So, Ryker. You two work together?” She glances between us uncertainly. “I’m not interrupting any sort of work chat, am I?”
I force a smile. She seems nice enough. What the hell was her name? Suzie. That’s it. I don’t want to take my anger out on her. Especially when it’s dumbass Kal I’m pissed at. We have to have a real meeting, and soon.
“Not at all.” I can see her relax, so I guess I’ve somehow managed to pull out my charming smile. Even though I still want to bite Kal’s head off. “Kal and I will talk tomorrow. I’ll leave you to it for now.”
I give Kal a pointed look as I walk off, but he ignores me. He knows he’s being a jackass right now. And he doesn’t care.
On my way out, I make a point of tracking down our waiter.
“Is everything okay, sir? Would you like your bill?” He glances at our table, catching sight of Kal and Suzie still sitting there.
“Everything’s fine. I have to leave now, but my friends will be staying. I’d like to send a bottle of Krug over to them. So they can have an unforgettable evening.”
“Of course. Right away. We have several—”
“Send over your very best.”
I leave without so much as a backwards glance. I wouldn’t normally have done something that tacky. Leaving without paying for my meal is beneath me, and I’ve certainly never done that before. But Kal has to get his head on straight. Forcing him to pay for my dinner when he didn’t offer, and sticking him with the bill for a thousand dollar bottle of champagne will get his attention back where it belongs.
I flag down a passing cab, glad it’s still early enough to get one. I don’t want to call for a car and wait for even a moment longer than I have to. I’m too impatient to get home. Catching a lull in the Friday night traffic is reward enough.
The moment I walk through the door to my place, I pour myself a double scotch. No. That won’t do it. I make it a triple and at the last minute, toss in a couple of ice cubes.
I want to pass out tonight and not think of anything. No dreams. No fantasies. Nothing. But it would be wrong to knock back scotch of this caliber mindlessly. I don’t have anything cheap around, and in spite of myself, I’m compelled to slow down and enjoy it.
It’s been a long time since I’ve wanted to drink just to get drunk. To get away from everything. Alcohol’s great for shutting off my annoying thoughts. I sit back in front of the TV, flicking through my options as I enjoy my drink. I stop on a movie I’d started to watch a few nights ago. I can’t remember a damn thing about it, so I start it up again.
It’s not enough. My mind drifts right back to what I’ve been trying to avoid thinking about ever since I left the restaurant.
Kal.
Chapter 2
Ryker
That fucker Kal. I can’t help but picture what he’s doing now. Probably cursing me out as he takes Suzie back to his place. There’s no doubt about what they’ll be doing when they get there.
I wonder if they’re already naked, ho
w far they’ve gone. Is Kal sitting on his sofa, just like I am, only with Suzie on his lap? Probably. He likes to see a woman’s body while he’s fucking, as much as possible, and that’s always the best position for that.
That’s one thing we have in common. As much as I’ve been knocked on my ass by this extremely weird…interest in Kal lately, I never have and never will stop loving a woman’s body.
Briefly I consider calling up one of the many numbers I keep in my phone. I could be a lot less alone soon enough if I wanted to be. But I’m not really in the mood.
What would Kal be like with a woman? I already know that. We shared a room in our first year of college. We used to try and leave a signal to each other to fuck off if one of us was getting busy, but soon enough we’d abandoned that hassle.
I remember exactly how he is. More often than not, he’d start out slow. Long makeout sessions. Lots of touching and fondling. Then the main event would be fast, almost over before it began.
Is that what he’s doing with her now? Taking it slow? He’s changed since college. I have a hard time picturing him taking his time and going slowly about doing anything these days.
The scotch burns down my throat. They must be naked by now. Suzie was sexy, that was for sure. I’d be happy to have her unclothed and riding my cock right about now.
This is too much. Grabbing my laptop, I open up a browser. The bulge in my pants is distracting and I need to get off. Now.
I can’t help it but lately I’ve been looking at gay porn. I’ve never done that kind of thing before, not even out of curiosity when I was a teen. Now I’m drawn to it in spite of myself. Exactly like I’m drawn to Kal.
It’s easy enough to find what I want. Two men, their muscled bodies already naked. Hard. One guy bends the other over a chair and my mind goes jumbled. I want to be that guy, fucking Kal.
