by J P Books
Nathan’s head moves down, scorching my stomach with hot kisses. I feel his fingers on my waistband and he pulls down the loose sweatpants until they’re nothing more than a puddle at my feet.
I feel him take a deep breath as he dips his head to kiss lower and lower, making me gasp and shudder with every faint touch. I can feel his tongue between my legs, licking me softly. His hands are tight on my hips and I feel like he’s holding me upright like my legs might give out without his brace.
His lips find their way to my sensitive clit, and I throw my head back when he begins to suck, sending me into spasms of intense feeling. It’s so fast and strong, and I’m ready to come within seconds.
I grip his hair and hold his head in place, demanding release. His hands move behind me, gripping my ass and pulling me tightly into his face, sucking and running the tip of his tongue, over my hard nub, creating lightning bolts of need shooting through my entire body, centering underneath his lips.
I cry out, “Oh god, Nathan, don’t stop.”
He licks so lightly, driving me mad. I’m at the brink – so close I can’t think, only feel.
“I’m going to come. I’m so close…oh my god, that’s so fucking good.”
His tempo doesn’t change and with just a few more flicks of his tongue I’m lost, given into the waves of pleasure that make me buck against his face. I have so much need but I can’t take any more – I want it to last forever but it’s more than I can handle. It’s stronger than any other orgasm that has ever come so quickly, but it’s over just as quick.
I shudder and gasp for breath, glad for Nathan’s hands holding me up. He kisses me gently as the last few bursts jolt through my throbbing clit and he slowly works his way back up. Kissing my stomach and nipples softly, and then finally my mouth, letting me taste myself on his lips.
He presses the long, hard length of his body against me and I can feel how hard he is between my legs. Even though I’ve just come so hard, I can still feel desire coursing through me. I want more of this man. I want to drive him to the same pleasure he just gave me.
I take control of his mouth, kissing him deeply and thoroughly and backing him towards the bed. His outfit is nearly the same as mine had been, and I pull his tank over his head and his pants down to the floor before I push him onto the bed.
He scrambles backward, willing to let me have my way. I see his eyes move from me to Jaxon, who’s still standing back, watching everything with unhidden desire in his eyes and his huge, bulging erection showing through his light plaid pajama pants.
I take my position on all fours over top of Nathan. I look over my shoulder to smile at Jaxon, inviting him to come closer with a slight nod of my head. My long hair is running over Nathan’s chest, making him flex all his muscles as he tries to maintain control.
The long hard shaft of his penis is grazing my stomach and I lean forward to flick my tongue over one of his nipples. He draws in his breath sharply, and I feel an answering wetness between my legs.
I move to his other nipple and suck it, circling my tongue around his nipple in the exact way he had sucked and teased my clit only moments before.
I encourage him to shuffle back even further on the bed and I trail hot kisses down his muscled, smooth chest. I can feel his cock twitching against me, and I move my hard nipples over his soft head.
I move backward just a little, so my knees are at the very edge of the bed, my ass in the air, and I slowly run my tongue from the base of Nathan’s cock all the way up to his shining tip. I take him in my mouth and hear him groan in pleasure.
I hear another sound – Jaxon, dropping his pants and unwrapping a condom. I moan in anticipation of the fullness that I know is about to come, and Nathan thrusts up further into my mouth, wanting more.
As I feel Jaxon’s hands grab my hips, I move my head down to take as much of Nathan’s long cock in my mouth as will fit.
My mouth is as warm and wet as my pussy is, and I can feel Jaxon’s thick member at my entrance. I groan again, and Nathan thrusts once more.
“Holy fuck, Olivia that feels amazing,” he gasps and sets a rhythm for my bobbing head to follow.
I can feel the pressure of Jaxon and I want him inside me so bad. He’s taking his time and it’s driving me insane. As he finally plunges deep into me, I moan and take Nathan just as deep into my mouth.
The three of us are moving in unison, each taking our pleasure from another, and giving it back equally. Nathan’s hips rise off the bed to fuck my mouth while Jaxon takes me from behind. I am full and feel more sexually powerful than I ever have before knowing both of these men are relying on my body to give them the release that they want, that they need.
Nathan begins to move faster, panting. Jaxon matches the tempo, and I can hear his deep grunts behind me, feel his fingers bruising my hips as he pulls me into him. I can feel the rising pressure of my own orgasm growing again, in answer to the demand of the two men plunging into me.
I can feel Nathan getting even thicker in my mouth and I can taste the saltiness that tells me he’s ready to explode any second. His body is bucking madly and I start to moan, adding vibrations to the sensation of my mouth on his cock.
“Fuck!” he yells out, the only warning I get before I can feel his hot come shoot the back of my throat. I swallow quickly and keep moving my head, sucking him hard to give him the most sensation at the height of his orgasm.
Slowly his hips lower back to the bed and I draw my head up off his still hard cock. I look up and smile at him, with lust written all over my face. His eyes are closed in bliss and he’s laying immobile underneath me.
I can feel Jaxon inside me, bigger than ever and moving slowly and deeply inside me. His breathing is shallow and I can tell he’s working hard to control himself.
His slow-moving pressure creates a deep ache inside me, and I focus all of my attention on the heat and throbbing between my legs. I drop down to my elbows again to give him better leverage and he drives into me, pulling back my hips at the same time.
I moan and then gasp. I can tell I’m going to come again. It’s different this time, it’s coming from deep inside me and it’s an answer to the hard pressure that Jaxon’s cock is offering. It’s not lighting strikes this time, but a rumbling earthquake, threatening to rip me open.
Jaxon is hardly moving, just thrusting deeper and harder. I start to whimper, I can’t handle it. I need my release.
“Jaxon,” I gasp. He grunts in response, intent on his steady pulsing. I can feel him throbbing inside me. “Jaxon, I need you. Jaxon harder…deeper, yes, more!” I gasp out.
I don’t know what I need anymore, but I need him to fill the throbbing hole inside me. I can feel tremors start to shake through my body.
“Oh god,” I whisper. “Oh god.” I push my ass as hard against him as I can, and I feel the first spasms of my orgasm build.
“Yes!” I cry out and buck my hips madly against him. The earthquake breaks and my body feels torn apart as too much pressure seeks release. I grind against him hard and wild, unable to control myself, completely lost in the throes of my orgasm.
My world has gone dark and quiet, all senses focus inwards on the incredible feeling that’s rippling through my body.
Slowly, I come back to myself and I can feel Jaxon stiffen, grunting with his own controlled and powerful orgasm. He let himself succumb as he heard me give in to the pleasure, and he’s rock hard, jerking as his own pleasure erupts inside me.
Slowly, he too relaxes and slips himself out with a slight groan.
I collapse onto the bed beside Nathan, resting my cheek on his chest and draping one leg over the top of him.
Jaxon leaves to dispose of the condom and then looks down at us for just a split second before adding his own heavy body to the satiated mess of limbs on the bed.
I realize that this is almost the exact same position we woke up in, and I smile as that feeling of safety and contentedness returns
to me.
I know I have to go back to the hotel. I will. Soon. Not quite yet, but soon.
Epilogue
One Month Later
Jaxon
“Hurry up, Nathan!” I yell upstairs. “We’re going to be late.”
I hate being late. I especially hate the idea of being late today.
Everything has changed in the month since Olivia showed up at our cabin door.
If you had asked me two months ago if the life I’ve got going on right now could exist even in some backward parallel universe I would have told you to pull your head out of your ass.
But somehow, in reality, it just works.
Nathan moved in with me after our season was over. So much for not being close.
He still annoys me with his shit-eating grin and butting in where he doesn’t belong, but it doesn’t feel like a challenge anymore. It’s more like support, somehow.
He’s not my boyfriend. We’re not a couple.
But we aren’t exactly not together, either. Olivia was the catalyst which opened up a new layer in our relationship. Something that I never would have thought possible, if things hadn’t played out exactly the way they did.
The more I think about our past though, the more I realize there has always been something there. And the more sense it makes that something happened.
I can’t even really explain what we are to myself, let alone anyone else, so I’ve just decided not to try to explain it.
My relationships with women have never worked out in the past. Nathan never tried to make them work beyond a single night.
Our relationship, for what it was, lasted 5 years before anything emotional ever happened inside of it. We knew each other just as good as we knew ourselves before anything physical started. And now that there are emotions and physical stuff happening, those five years of stoic stability is really easy to fall back on, if things ever get too intense or confusing.
But it’s nice to have someone around who doesn’t expect me to get in fights to defend the honor of my size. It’s good to have someone to watch UFC with, even if I do have to watch bloody soccer now too.
And truth be told? It’s nice to have someone else around to jack off with. It’s pretty damn hot if I’m being honest. I don’t know where it’ll go from here, but I do know we’re both looking forward to seeing Olivia again.
A memory of her sucking Nathan’s cock flashes through my mind and I feel my own dick twitch a little. If I think about it too hard, I can’t understand why I don’t feel any jealousy, but I don’t. Sharing her is erotic, and that’s all there is to it. I just accept it now.
Nathan’s more open to experimentation than I’m ready for, but he never pushes. I think he’d go all in with me, so to speak, but I’m not quite ready for that. With Olivia around, I don’t think I’ll have to decide. Things will just happen as they happen and we’ll figure it out as we go.
I don’t like thinking too hard about anything. I’m a simple guy, I just want things to feel good without a lot of pressure or expectations.
That’s not to say I don’t respect Olivia or Nathan. I do. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt either of them. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’d defend them both with my life if it came to it.
So much for not being a fighter.
But when the three of us are together, it’s just natural. Nobody puts any pressure on anyone else. We do what feels right at the moment, and no more, no less.
I know it seems a little crazy that we only actually spent one night together, a month ago, but it was a pretty life-altering night. Obviously, Nathan agreed. Moving in with me was his idea, though I admit I didn’t take long to agree.
Even after Olivia left the cabin, it was like her presence was still there, changing the way Nathan and I acted together. We could always talk about her and pull up her memory and feel like she was there with us.
Weirdly, we ended up talking to her on the phone almost every night. How high school is that? Thank god for the satellite phone. I’m not sure how we would cope a whole month without at least hearing her voice. Sometimes we’d have phone sex and Nathan and I would jerk off listening to her talk dirty and moan over the phone, but usually, we just talked. Which, to be honest, I enjoyed a lot too. Olivia means more to us than just a random hook-up, so it was great to get to know her closer.
So when she told us that her job had given her the option to work remotely, it just made sense for her to come here and stay with us.
I mean, it wouldn’t make sense the way life used to be. But it makes sense now. To all of us. It just feels like the way things are supposed to be.
She had gone back to see Sarah and her parents for a week while we finished up our season, but now that Nathan and I are settled in, she’s coming with some of her stuff today.
We’re supposed to be on our way to the airport already.
“Nathan!” I yell upstairs again, impatiently.
“Yeah!” he calls back and I can hear him tossing things around in his room.
Finally, his door opens and he comes bounding down the stairs, leaving a nearly tangible cloud of cologne in his wake.
“You sure you put on enough cologne?” I ask, giving him a hard time.
“Shut up, man. Is it too much?” he asks looking worried. I feel bad instantly. I know he’s as excited as I am to see Olivia again, and he shows it by preening whereas I show it by becoming even more mono-syllabic than usual.
“Naw, you’re fine,” I tell him. “You look good,” I amend. And he does. He always makes sure he looks good though. As carefully as I groom my beard and attend to my fade, he makes sure his face is baby smooth. I swear I’ve seen him shave three times in a single day before.
He grins at me, happy. “It’s going to be nice to have her around again,” he says.
I nod but don’t say anything. What else is there to say?
“Do you think we should have a plan before she gets here?” he asks, not for the first time.
This is a two bedroom place, which Olivia knows. My room and Nathan’s room. We haven’t really worked out the details about where she’ll stay.
In the cabin, we all just spent the night in my bed, but that was only one night. And one morning.
This is more permanent, so I have no idea how it’s going to play out. Will she pick a room, and stay with one of us? Will she move between us?
I don’t want to think about it. I just want to let it play out. That’s how we’ve gotten this far and things have been good.
“We’ve talked about this,” I answer. “Let’s just get her here and see what she thinks. We should all talk about it together. I don’t want her to feel like we’ve made her decision for her. Let’s just see how it goes.”
“Yeah,” he agrees. “Yeah, you’re right. I know it’s going to be fine and it’ll all work out, I’m just excited, ya know?”
I chuckle and give his arm a punch. I know.
“Do you remember how good she looked in my sweatpants,” Nathan asks, grinning.
“Oh yeah,” I groan. “I remember.”
She had taken those sweatpants home with her. “I hope she remembers to bring those back.”
“Agreed. If I had my way, she’d only ever be allowed to either be naked or wearing those pants. Or maybe nothing but one of your shirts. That’d be pretty hot too.”
My cock gives another twitch at the image that he paints in my mind. Olivia wearing nothing but my shirt, Nathan wearing nothing but his jeans, hanging low and open. I don’t even have to imagine myself in the situation, because just watching the two of them is enough to make me feel like my body is a part of it.
“We gotta get out of here,” I say abruptly. “If we keep thinking like this we’ll make ourselves really late.”
Nathan laughs and gives my ass a grab as he walks to the door, jingling the keys to the truck.
He speeds to the airport, blasting the country station and singing along
as I try to get my semi under control. It’s not easy though because I can’t stop thinking about where we’re going. To pick up Olivia. And as soon as I think of Olivia, the hard-on comes back.
As we pull into the airport pick up zone my nerves help me out, making me too nervous to feel hard.
Will everything really be as natural as it felt that one night in the cabin? Are we actually being totally insane by doing this?
Nathan and I hop out of the truck and head to the arrivals area, scanning the crowds for signs of a gorgeous red-hair. Nathan sees her first, and yelps as he points excitedly, like a child.
She hears him and her face lights up instantly into a matching grin.
My stomach does something weird and my heart is pounding way too hard, but I can already tell that it’s going to be ok. It’s going to be right.
We make our way through the crowds, my bulk coming in really handy. As soon as she’s close enough she throws herself into Nathan’s hug. He picks her up and spins her around. I wait stoically, watching them and feeling a warm glow of happiness creep inside to calm my nerves.
When they’re done laughing and goofing around she comes to me and hugs me too. I pull her into a bear-hug. She feels so small in my arms, and I want to protect her, wrap her up and keep her as my own. I hold her for a long minute, not wanting to let go, but careful not to crush her too much. She wraps her arms around me as tightly as I think she can manage, and it makes me chuckle because it barely registers as a squeeze.
She looks up at me, questioning my laugh.
I lean down to kiss her forehead without explanation.
“It’s good to see you,” I say, completely understating my emotional reaction.
“It’s good to see you too,” she replies. “Let’s go home.”
She squeezes me once more than turns to Nathan, linking elbows with him as she reaches for my hand.
This is what happiness feels like.
THE END
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