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tarotgalIt took them ten chapters, but they finally earned their NC-17 rating.
“Did you have a good shower?” David asked, looking over his shoulder at Lucas. The quiet that had built among them during the elevator ride seemed to have dissipated now, leaving this feeling of expectation and excitement behind in its wake. It felt nice to prepare tea for them all, but it felt even nicer having Lucas back in the room again.
Lucas walked over and hooked his arm around David’s waist from behind. He rocked back against the familiar body of his husband, sighing happily. Lucas smelled much better now, the damp and the hotel soap scents combining with his normal smell into something indescribably pleasant. “Just what I needed,” said Lucas. He kissed the back of David’s head then pulled away. David looked over his shoulder to see Lucas head over to Troy.
He watched as Lucas squatted down, laid his hand upon the mattress, and then looked up at Troy, his eyes full of desperation. David wondered what had transpired between them before he’d gotten that panicked phone call from Troy, but he didn’t think he needed to ask. Troy placed his hand on the bed beside, the sides of their little fingers touching. Then Troy slid his hand over Lucas’. After a few moments, Troy’s hand took hold of Lucas’. And Lucas turned his hand, holding Troy’s back. David knew that whatever had happened before, they were all right now, and that was what mattered.
“Tea’s ready!” David gathered the mugs together and carried them to the bed. Lucas got up from the floor and sat down on one side of Troy. David handed out the mugs then sat down on the bed on Troy’s other side. Tea and a Troy sandwich. This wasn’t a proper English tea by any stretch of the imagination, but it was their version, and he was eager for it. “Cheers?” He held his mug up, hoping this wasn’t too cheesy. “To… being more than friends?”
“To patience and persistence,” Lucas said, getting on board and holding up his mug even though he’d been about to take a sip.
Troy held his up as well. He looked contemplative, his eyes on the mug with the teabag still steeping under the water, held down by a wooden stir stick. “To incredible kindnesses, unusual kinks, and getting the most out of fitness con… conferences.” He pulled a tissue from his pocket and passed his mug to David so he wouldn’t spill. “hehEHTchoo! hehEHGGchooo!” Sniffling into the tissue, he reclaimed his tea with his other hand and raised it up again. “And to having plenty of tissues.”
They laughed and clinked and sipped and drank. And sometime during all of that, David’s hand found its way to the small of Troy’s back. And Lucas’ hand invited itself to rest on Troy’s thigh. Neither hand did any more than that. They simply got used to touching someone else casually as they would normally touch each other.
“So how are you feeling, Troy?” David knew the question was loaded, but he could see no way around asking it. If Troy still felt sick, he had work yet to do. There would be another dose of nasal spray at the very least and another night of snuggling in bed while holding tissues to his nose at the most. They could rent an in-room movie and all fall asleep before it ended. David had absolutely no objections to this course of events. However, if Troy felt better… if he felt well enough to fuck… then their night would be filled with getting to know each other’s bodies in a far more intimate and sensual way. They could try new positions, learn how to please each other, and come as many times as they could before passing out from exhaustion. David found that option far more appealing. He held his breath as he anticipated the reply.
“I think I’m feeling pretty good, actually,” he said. He quirked an eyebrow as David let out the breath he’d been holding. “I’m not saying my throat doesn’t still feel sore and my nose doesn’t feel ticklish, but I can breathe again, and I have a lot of energy. I’m interested in whatever part of yourselves you two want to share with me.” He rubbed his nose. “Though, in all honesty, I’m hoping that includes your cocks.”
Lucas choked on his tea, spitting some out back into his mug and coughing. I got up and clapped a hand on his back as the coughs subsided. “Sorry,” he sputtered. “I’m not saying I’m opposed to that, it just took me by surprise.” He handed his mug—mostly untouched—over to David. He looked right at Troy. “You’re welcome to my cock.” Lucas had always preferred the direct approach.
As eager to get started as anybody, David still didn’t feel like this was the right time to just jump right into the deep end and hope they could all swim. Worried that his husband might be about to reach for his fly to get his cock out immediately, David stood up. He walked his mug and Lucas’ over to the table and picked up the room service menu. “Let’s order dinner and talk about what we want to do and what we don’t want to do. By the time we’re done eating, we’ll probably be horny enough to get right into it.”
Lucas had a glowing smile. “How long has it been since I told you I love you?”
David made a show of checking his watch. “Oh, it’s got to be hours at lea—”
“I love you.”
David felt warm right down to his toes. He walked back over to the bed and kissed Lucas to let him know he understood. Whatever happened tonight, they would still have this between them. “I love you, too.” One more kiss for good measure. “Now what do you want to eat? I bet you’re starving. You’re always especially hungry right after a workout.”
Their room service order was the largest one David had ever placed. When his order of two appetizers, four entrees with sides, five beverages, and one dessert—which they planned to share—was read back to him, he couldn’t even imagine how they’d fit all the food on the table, let alone eat it. “You can’t, by any chance, bring an extra chair also?”
Apparently they could. And they did. About thirty minutes later, the food arrived with its own cart, just like David had seen in the movies. So they were able to keep everything on the cart until they were ready for it. David was tempted to start and finish with the dessert first, because it looked amazing, but he knew Lucas would only allow that if David worked it off, and this was supposed to be his vacation, too. So he brought some of the drinks and the appetizers over to the table and left everything else under the metal tins to keep the food warm longer.
“So,” David began, sliding the glass of water over to his husband and the unsweetened iced tea to Troy around the tissue box that sat at table center for easy access. “You mentioned this isn’t your first rodeo?”
“My first…” He looked confused at first. “Oh, no. It’s not my first time in a three-way with a couple. In fact, I’m rather partial to them. They’re sort of my thing.” Quickly, he added. “Oh, but every one of them is different. Sometimes a couple just wants a quick fuck with a new playmate to spice things up. Other times there’s some dynamic missing and they need me to fill it. For example, once I was with a couple who were regularly polyamorous. One of the blokes was asexual but enjoyed being there while his partner got drilled into a mattress.”
“You like to top?” Lucas asked.
“I like everything. I’m as versatile as you can get. There’s not a lot I haven’t tried. Though… your kink is one I’d never heard of before.” He picked up a triangular section of the vegetable and cheese quesadilla and tipped it in David’s direction. “There’s obviously more to it than a little nurseplay. Explain to me how it works exactly?”
“Oh! Uh…” David hadn’t been expecting that just yet or maybe even at all. He struggled to find words that wouldn’t make him sound like some sicko who enjoyed taking advantage of men when they were at their most vulnerable.
“Hey, that’s brilliant.” Troy smiled. “Seems both you and your hubby look adorable blushing.”
Without even needing a prompt from him, Lucas addressed the question. “David isn’t about the suffering. He just feels really good when he’s able to make his guy feel good.” Lucas raised his eyebrows. “Is that about right?”
David nodded. Lucas had explained so simply and perfectly. Maybe these things were easier to talk about when they weren’t your own?
“Feeling good… now that’s something I can get behind.” Troy cleared his throat. “So I’m hearing that it’s a little bit about power dynamics? Being able to provide a service and getting off when it’s well received?”
David wasn’t sure he’d ever thought of it that way before. But he wasn’t wrong. David nodded.
Troy took a few more gulps of iced tea and then sat back, looking thoughtful once again. “Now, do you two have something in mind for me already, or do we start with the basics?”
David exchanged a look with Lucas. Clearly this was something they should have discussed privately and well in advance. But everything had moved so quickly once Troy had confronted them about things. And, honestly, David still didn’t completely believe this was actually going to happen, even as they sat there discussing it. “Um…”
“Basics it is then. Nothing wrong with that. It’s where I usually start, especially when it’s my first time with someone. Let’s make this a safe space, all right? No judgement. If we’re going to have each other tonight, we’d better start with trust and honesty.” He wiped his mouth with the thick cloth napkin and got up. “Now I’m going to grab the entrees. While we eat them, let’s do a few quick rounds of two things you like and one thing you don’t.”
It ended up taking all of them to clear away the appetizer dishes and Tetris the entrees to fit on the small table. They’d ordered a plate of tortellini to share, but both Troy and Lucas had steaks while David had a hamburger. David had chosen a side of fries for his, knowing that his man would never order them for himself but loved helping himself to them off his plate. For the first minute or two, they ate without talking, enjoying the still-warm food. None of them had eaten much since breakfast, and while the appetizers had been a nice way to start, there was nothing like a big, hearty meal after a long day.
“I don’t fancy eating ass.”
David choked and nearly spit out his mouthful of burger patty, bun, and toppings. Quickly, he swallowed and buried his face in his napkin to cough into until his throat felt clear again.
“Um, thank you for that, Troy,” Lucas said, sounding a bit shocked by the suddenness of the admission, rather than the content.
“Don’t mind watching it. And I rather like having someone eat me out. But I don’t like to do it myself.” He held up one finger. “As for the two things I like, I’ll never say no to being on either end of a blowjob.” He held up a second finger. “And I fucking love being given orders. Order me to put on the condoms. Order me down on my knees. Order me to take the full length of your dick—as long as it’s an order, chances are, I’ll be into it.” He put up a third finger. “Your turn, David.”
The bubbles in David’s Pepsi tickled his throat on the way down, driving away the urge to cough. “I, um…” He didn’t understand why he was suddenly feeling so shy and nervous. How could he hold a naked man in a steamy bathroom and let the same man sneeze into his chest all night long but feel hesitant to chat about his turn-ons during a meal? “I like touching. A lot of touching. A whole lot of touching.”
“That still only counts as one,” Lucas said, helping himself to a couple fries off David’s plate followed by a liberal dollop of catsup.
“Right. Um.” The table was small enough for Lucas to reach out underneath it and put a hand on his knee. David sucked in a breath and reached under the table, covering Lucas’ hand with his own. “I love any position where I can see my lover’s face when I give him pleasure.”
“And something you don’t like?” Troy prompted.
“I don’t like when my lover feels pain or serious discomfort. Instant turn-off for me. I want my guy—or, um, guys, I guess in this case—to feel good when they’re with me.”
“That checks out,” Troy nodded.
“We use a lot of lube,” Lucas shared. “Wish I could buy shares in it or something. Some CEO probably bought a yacht with the money we’ve spent on lube.”
Troy laughed and gestured, fork in hand, for Lucas to start sharing.
“Easy. I love fucking and getting fucked. And I don’t like scat. Pass the tortellini?”
They went around the table for a second round. And then a third. By the fourth time around, their preferences were far more specific and leaning a little more toward things they liked that they might actually like to do tonight.
Troy finished up his turn with, “I love sex in the shower, all soapy and slick and feeling instantly clean afterward while still feeling dirty.”
“Mmmm,” Lucas agreed. They’d all naturally started commenting about each other’s picks as well. “That’s hot.”
Troy wasn’t finished. “But, in my experience, fitting three guys into a shower is tricky, and once in a while, hotel bathrooms are connected through vents so people next door can hear every word clearly even over the sound of running water.”
David and Lucas exchanged a look. David rubbed the warm back of his neck, knowing he was blushing again. “Let’s hope for the sake of our room’s neighbor that this hotel isn’t set up that way.” It was his turn next anyway. “I’d love to hold someone while they jerk off or get sucked. Also, I love nipple play, though honestly there’s not a part of my body where I don’t like touched. I don’t…” This one was harder for him. He felt like they’d already covered the big things he disliked. With those already off the table, he wasn’t sure if he should just reiterate something already said that he definitely wanted them to do or try to think of something new that had never occurred to him as something he never wanted to experience. But there was one other thing he was sure of. He just wasn’t sure if it was the right time to suggest it to them. “Actually, I have one more thing I’d like. Should I wait until next round or…”
“Just say it,” Lucas reassured him. “Whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be hot.”
He wasn’t so sure about that himself, but his husband was rarely wrong. So David took a deep breath and let it out with “No matter what happens tonight… even if this is an embarrassing, terrible disaster… I want us to go back to Troy’s room and climb into bed together just like we did last night. I want this day to end with something warm and good and shared, something we know we can’t fuck up.” He shook his head. “I know it’s cheesy, but I want to fall asleep with you both under my watch again. I loved sharing those moments last night.”
This was met with silence. No one spoke. No one even moved. Immediately, David knew he’d asked too much of them. He felt panic set in and broke out in a cold sweat. He hoped very much things didn’t go pear-shaped tonight, but maybe he’d just ensured that this whole thing would be weird. He was forcing them to make promises they might not be able to keep and setting them up for an extremely awkward night.
“Well, shit.” Lucas scrubbed a hand over his face. “I was just going to say I like fingers up my ass. But now you have to go and ruin this game with sweetness and snuggles and caring and make me look all shallow and selfish. Nice going there, David.”
David felt a little calmer. He even smiled again. “I’ll shove my fingers up your ass any time, baby.”
Lucas leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Thanks, baby.”
“hahh-IHHshoo!”
David reached over and pulled a tissue out, pressing it to Troy’s nose for him. “God bless you, baby.” His cheeks went red with embarrassment as he realized just how many times they’d used the word baby, but he just couldn’t help it.
Troy’s fingertips stroked the back of David’s hand before taking the tissue from him and rubbing at his nose. “I love how you bless me every time.”
This did nothing to cool the heat in his face, and David looked down at the table. “I love that you let me.” Then he looked over at his husband. “And I love that you let me, also.”
Lucas nodded, but the way he nervously worked his lower lip between his teeth made David uneasy. There was something he wasn’t saying. And this was no time for secrets. If Lucas suddenly had a problem with all this, it was better he say so now rather than when they were right in the middle of sex. “Hey,” David reached out, laying his hand on Lucas’ forearm and rubbing. “What is it?” He told himself he wouldn’t be upset if Lucas backed out now; any of them were free to do that. He would never hold that against Lucas. But David was sure he would be disappointed. “Stop worrying and say what you need to say.”
What he needed to say wasn’t at all what David had been expecting. “Can I talk to you in private?”
David looked nervously at Troy and back again. “This is a safe sharing space, remember? Whatever you need to tell me, you can say in front of Troy.”
But Lucas stood his ground. “I really can’t.” He shook his head and turned to Troy. “I’m not backing out of this. I promise you that. This whole thing is most definitely still on, and I’m turned on, too.” It wasn’t exactly the clever, flirtatious line it seemed he’d been hoping for. He shook his head disapprovingly at himself for a second before moving on. “There’s just one thing I need to ask David in private.”
Before David could object again, Troy held up both his hands, palms out. “Of course, mate. I’m just here to play. I’m not looking to break up a marriage. Take all the time in private you need.”
As Troy took a tissue from the box and set to work blowing his nose, Lucas seized David by the hand and dragged him into the bathroom. He shut the door and switched on the fan. David looked warily at the vent in the top, far corner of the bathroom. “What’s all this about?” he asked, his body feeling tense and on edge. “Are you sure you’re all right, baby? If you don’t want to do this, just tell me. I won’t be angry.”
“Oh, I want to do this. You still want to do this too, right?”
“Yeah,” David agreed at once. “Of course.”
“Good.” The bit of alarm was gone from his tone, but he still looked shifty and nervous. “Don’t be mad at me about this.”
David took his hands and squeezed. “I’m not mad. Not at all. Just tell me what this is all about.”
With a decisive nod and a deep breath, Lucas said, “You know that… that thing you do that’s my favorite?”
This took David a second. There were many things he did on a regular basis in bed that Lucas seemed to enjoy immensely.
“You know…” Lucas assured him.
And then it occurred to David. Lucas meant his favorite thing. “Wait, you mean how I take your temperature when you’re sick?” How he would pull his husband into his arms, squeeze his tickly nose through a bunch of tissues to hold the sneezes back and rub Vicks on his chest to help with his breathing. How he would keep Lucas from sneezing the whole time the thermometer was at work, keeping him calm and letting him know he was taken care of for every single second.
Lucas’ head bobbed up and down. “Yes… that… I only want you to do that for me.”
“But, baby, Troy isn’t even feverish. And his congestion has thinned out. He doesn’t need me to—”
“I’m not talking just about Troy. I mean forever. I don’t know if we’ll ever do this again with somebody. But whatever happens in the future, I want that one thing to be the one thing you do only for me. I want to be the only one who can nestle against your chest with a thermometer in mouth and you driving all the sneezes away for a minute or two. You can take someone else’s temperature like normal or feel his forehead or make something new up or whatever. But I want my favorite thing to be ours and only ours forever. Do you think… can you agree to that?”
David breathed in quietly, fully, feeling his lungs expand as his heart seemed to grow in size. If he could have pulled Lucas right inside him at that moment he would have. Instead, he settled for a tight embrace. Lucas felt tense in his arms, still nervous. “Absolutely. That will be our thing alone,” David promised him, speaking soft but clear right into his ear. “I have never done that with anybody else, and I’ll never do it with anybody but you.” He tightened his arms around Lucas, knowing the strong man could take the extra pressure, knowing Lucas craved that reassurance just now. “I’m so glad you told me.”
He heard Lucas’ breath hitch. Then he felt Lucas’ lips graze his neck. “I love you,” he murmured. “I love you so much I don’t even have words that come close to it.” Lucas rarely got this sappy, but he’d always been good at saying exactly what he meant. And so this meant a lot.
“I know, baby. And I love you, too.” He turned his head, pulled back a little, and kissed his husband. When he was done, and they were both relaxed and smiling, he cupped the side of Lucas’ face, rubbing his thumb in circles at Lucas’ temple. “Now let’s go out there together and fuck that gorgeous Englishman.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Lucas opened the door and David flipped the fan and light switches. Troy stood up from the table, stretching his arms up above his head and leaning to one side then the other. “Everything okay, gents?”
“Everything’s just fine,” David replied. Though he could see from a small twitch in Troy’s nose that maybe not everything was fine.
“hehhEHPtchoo!” David nearly lunged for the tissue box, but Troy was already pulling a tissue from it, winding up for his next sneeze. “ehhHIHHshphhh!”
“God bless you, baby.” He must have blessed Troy a thousand times during the past day, but his voice shook as he said it this time.
“David…” Lucas’ tone was a warning.
But David couldn’t help himself. His heart pounded hard in his chest and flutters raced through him. “Troy, are you certain you feel up to doing this?”
“David!” Lucas hissed through his teeth.
But they all knew David wouldn’t be so easily silenced. This had to be said. “Because, if you don’t feel well, I’m officially calling this off tonight. We can get another round of room service and watch a movie in bed together, but I’m not having sex with anyone who isn’t well enough to enjoy—“ Troy grabbed a big handful of David’s shirt and yanked hard. He forced David into a kiss so strong that David felt that strength penetrate his whole body, filling him up, making him go loose and wibbly. When he was released, he might have stumbled backwards if not for Lucas, who’d moved in right behind him. He wrapped his arms around his husband from behind and held him tight, just the way David liked to be held best.
“I’m all right,” Troy reassured him. “I promise. If at any time I need to pause or stop or if I feel any sort of distress, I will let you know. I know how to speak up for myself. I’m a big boy.”
“How big?” Lucas sounded supremely pleased with himself, and he should be. He wasn’t usually so snappy with those sorts of lines. David was actually quite impressed at this one. He also remembered that between the two of them, Lucas was the one who hadn’t seen Troy’s magnificent body in all its glory yet.
Troy was all dimples as he smiled and locked eyes with Lucas and didn’t move. Behind him, Lucas tensed with excitement. David could practically feel the lust pass between them, with him right in the middle. “This big.” David hadn’t even seen his hand move to his shorts, but it must have, because suddenly those gym shorts were dropping to his ankles. Still staring almost unblinkingly at Lucas, as if daring him to break their gaze and look down, Troy slid his fingers into his y-fronts and eased the waistband down. David was free to look down, and saw the golden pubic hair at his root followed by that long, thick shaft.
Troy stared. Lucas fidgeted. Troy stared. Lucas whimpered at the temptation.
“Oh, just look, baby!” David said, unable to stand Lucas being in even that much pain.
Lucas looked down and sucked in a breath. “Yeah,” he whispered. “I guess you’ll do.” His hand snaked down, cupping David’s crotch with a squeeze. “Though I think my man’s got you beat.”
“Luc!” David twisted his head around, narrowing his eyes. “That’s not a very—” And, once again, he was cut off by a kiss. This one was sensual and familiar, possessive and excited. He melted into it just the same. Just a couple minutes in and already the two of them had found the perfect way to get him to bend to their will.
There was really only one way to fight back. With a pop of a button and a pull of the zipper, David shoved his own jeans down past his thighs. His boxers followed in quick measure, leaving him on display and already half-hard. He saw something like a twinkle in Troy’s eyes. He didn’t need to ask if Troy liked what he saw before him. He didn’t need to ask a thing. What he needed were two simple words. An order: “Suck it.”
Troy dropped to his knees so fast David thought he might have hurt his kneecaps. But Troy didn’t even wince. He’d moved so smoothly, with so much athletic grace and control of his movements. His jaw had dropped open before he even hit the floor. The sight was enough to harden David on the spot. He didn’t take David’s dick in his mouth right away, however.
First he lifted his hand, palm nearly flat, and let David’s dick rest upon it. Then he stuck his tongue out and drew it ever so slowly from tip to root, as if measuring every inch carefully or becoming intimately acquainted in case he might need to recall details of it later. And when his tongue reached the base, it lapped and swirled then started right back again toward the other end. David’s breath quickened, as did Lucas’, and it wasn’t even his cock that was about to be sucked.
Troy’s tongue circled the head of David’s cock in one direction then the other, applying just enough pressure to drive David mad with the longing. David buried his hand in Troy’s hair, trying to guide the man’s head to give service to him, but Troy’s plans now involved tiny little licks at the tip. And just as David was just about to give in and beg to be blown right fucking now, Troy’s mouth took him in.
Then there was nothing but hot pleasure. David shouldn’t have been surprised; Troy had mentioned first that he liked giving blow jobs. But the man was more than just good at them. There was an eager hunger in his eyes as he looked up into David’s.
“Fuck,” Lucas whispered, biting David’s shoulder, but not so hard it would leave a mark. “That’s hot. How is the sight of someone else sucking my husband so fucking hot?”
“’Cause it’s Troy,” David said. And that was both it and not it at the same time. Troy was handsome, sexy, fit, and vulnerable all at the same time. They were both drawn to his looks. It was more than that, though. It was the way he respected each of them, related to them. It was the way he flirted and the way he opened himself up as if trusting two complete strangers were the easiest thing in the world. But there was something else in all of this that didn’t have to do with Troy specifically. There was something exciting about changing something that already worked so well, making it better. It was about trusting someone you’d just met with the thing you loved most in the world. It was about allowing yourself the luxury of decadence and indulgence and pure, dirty pleasure. It didn’t even have to be Troy. But they were both incredibly glad it was.
Troy snuffled; breathing so much through what had been a stuffy nose until recently was starting to get to him. David reached over for the tissue box on the table, but by the time he had his arm extended, Lucas was already placing a tissue in his hand for him. A surge of delight that was only partly connected to the glorious sensations happening in his dick spread through him. He pinched the tissue to Troy’s nose, but he couldn’t do much more while Troy was still sucking. At first, David wasn’t sure if he could even ask Troy to stop the wonderful things he was doing.
But then Lucas spoke. “C’mon,” he said softly, reaching around past David and putting a hand on Troy’s chin. He guided the man’s head back, his touch gentle yet persuasive. Troy looked up at the both of them, apology in his expression. Then he took a deep breath and blew his nose into the tissues David held. “That’s it. Let it all out. My man knows how to help.” David felt Lucas’ heartbeat accelerate, pounding against his back where he was pressed close. He’d always known how much Lucas enjoyed being taken care of when he felt like crap, but David hadn’t counted on Lucas getting into this care-giving thing quite this much. David definitely wasn’t complaining as being able to be himself about his care-giving kink was thrilling and liberating. But being able to be himself about it and knowing it excited Lucas at the same time brought it to a whole new level entirely.
David felt Lucas’ hands on his belly. Then he felt them slide up to his chest. They were met with some interference by the shirt David still wore, but Lucas tugged and nudged until David lifted his arms for it to be pulled off. Absurdly standing in nothing but socks—underwear still technically on just pooled around his ankles—David bent to free himself of the rest of his clothes.
When he’d shoved them aside, out of the way, and straightened back up, he found Lucas helping Troy off with his shirt as well. After a few moments, Lucas was the only one of them still fully dressed. Troy dipped his hands under Lucas’ shirt and slid them both into Lucas’ front pockets. Instead of pulling the pants down, he pulled Lucas forward and kissed him fiercely.
David only had a minute to wonder how much of the kiss tasted of Troy and how much like David’s own precome leaking cock when he found out for himself. With Troy’s hand hot on the back of his neck and Troy’s mouth wet against his, David melted once again. This time, he felt one of Troy’s arms come around him, pulling him impossibly closer, deeper into the kiss. His whole body thrummed, attentive with desire.
When David was released, he didn’t trust his legs to hold him up for much longer, so he collapsed back onto the bed. “Undress,” he ordered, not really caring which of the two men obeyed as long as in the end they ended up as naked as he was. As he watched the remaining items of clothing get stripped off and flung to the far corners of the room, he took his cock in hand, now slick, hot, and throbbing thanks to Troy. He worked his fist down at an unsteady pace, unable to reconcile his urge to orgasm right fucking now with his desire to make these marvelous sensations and this time with Troy and Lucas last as long as possible.
“Get over here, both of you,” said David. It didn’t matter that his body was desperate for release already. He would not allow himself to come by jacking off alone on a bed, watching like some uninvolved voyeur. Moreover, he craved touch. He wanted their heat and their muscles and their heaviness and their firm bodies and their hands and their mouths. He groaned, speeding up his strokes a little despite himself.
They climbed onto the bed. Troy got to David first, giving him a kiss that was meant as a hello but went far beyond that. Then he arched his back, sniffling a little almost absentmindedly as he positioned himself better to get to David’s chest. Lucas had once told him that his own nipples didn’t feel much sensation, that maybe they were just there for decoration. David couldn’t wrap his head around what that would be like, because his own were startlingly sensitive. The moment Troy’s tongue made its first flick at David’s nipple, David’s whole body tensed, and he had to squeeze himself to keep control. If he were at home without neighbors on either side of the house, he might have screamed at the intense pleasure of that. Instead he bit his lip and hissed with a sharp intake of breath.
He was entirely unprepared for Lucas to attach himself to his other nipple. Sure, Lucas would sometimes pinch both his nipples or lick one and tease the other between thumb and forefinger. But having tongues and teeth on both at the same time was an entirely new sensation, one he’d only been able to imagine before. But now it was real, now it was happening. There were flicks and tugs and tender nibbles and sharp pinches. Pleasure radiated through his body.
David gripped the bedsheet beneath him, squeezing his hands into fists. He threw his head back, trying to control his breathing. But his body could not and would not be controlled any longer. He came without warning and without a hand on his cock, shooting unrestrainedly yet unapologetically.
Any shame he might have felt about being the first to come, and to come so soon, vanished when he came down from the orgasm and realized he could feel both men’s erections pressed up against his legs.
Troy slowed his motions and then kissed the nub of David’s nipple tenderly before stopping. Then his body tensed and his mood changed instantly. He made to pull away, but David’s instincts kicked in. Still holding onto the sheet, he yanked part up while putting a hand on the back of Troy’s head reassuringly. “hahhh… ahhh-HEHTTchhhhh!”
“God bless you, baby.” David’s voice was slow and breathless still as he recovered from his overwhelming orgasm, and he longed to pull the man into his arms to comfort him. So that’s exactly what he did. And, damn, it felt good to do it.
Lucas, on the other hand, hopped up, getting off the bed. He grabbed the tissue box from where it still sat on the table. He pulled one tissue out, giving it to David so that David could rub Troy’s nose for him. But he pulled out a few others so that he could clean the come off his husband’s belly, crotch, and thighs. Lucas didn’t offer to go get a wet towel to clean him off more thoroughly; they both knew this probably wouldn’t be David’s only orgasm tonight.
David held Troy close, both this arms wrapped around the man. He kissed Troy’s forehead and then whispered to Troy. “Do you know who else gives excellent blowjobs?”
Lucas raised his hand. “That’d be me. Turn onto your back,” Lucas ordered, crawling down the bed. He was careful to not brush against David’s cock, which would feel overly-sensitive for just a little while. Instead, he lay across David’s lower legs, getting into position. With one hand on Troy’s balls, caressing, rolling, Lucas’ other hand pulled back Troy’s foreskin. His tongue which had just been attacking David’s pec with such vigor now went to work on the head of Troy’s cock. It swirled and lapped, varying direction and strength of touch until Troy trembled with desire in David’s arms.
Wanting to tell him to get ready and hold on, David instead tightened his hold just as Lucas opened his mouth and took the man’s cock in. Troy gave a grunt of pleasure, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them, he turned his head, looking not at Lucas but David, his gaze so full of appreciation that David’s whole body felt hot and tingly. He might have just come, but his fetish was overpowering.
“You… weren’t… kidding…” Troy managed. David held him as his body rocked. He seemed to be resisting the urge to thrust, but only just barely. David wrapped his other arm around Troy, hugging him tightly, burying his face against the back of the man’s head and breathing him in. He could feel Troy tremble and tighten, could hear his breaths quicken. “Oh fuck, mate…” His head tilted back, and David ducked his own down to make room, kissing the back of Troy’s neck, the skin smooth and a little damp from sweat. “I’m… shite… aw yes… I’m gonna…”
Lucas pulled back. And Troy groaned with need. His hips rocked forward, thrusting to get back to that mouth. But Lucas drew his hand over his wet, grinning mouth and pulled further away. “Just ‘cause my man came already doesn’t mean you get to, Troy. I don’t want you to come until you’re deep in me.”
“Fuuuuck!” he drew the word out like it had three syllables. And though he sounded frustrated, he didn’t look it at all. He looked eager for a condom and lube and for a big neon sign pointing the way right to Lucas’ ass.
David knew there was something he wanted before they got to that, though. And several minutes later, he did find himself with two lube-slicked fingers up his husband’s ass. He lay on his side, facing Lucas, reaching around with skill honed during many a love-making session. He placed kisses on Lucas’ breastbone, trailing them up the man’s neck to his chin and then back down again. And Lucas, for his part, pushed his leg forward at such an angle that David could grind his crotch into Lucas’ thigh. This was a position he had found himself in a hundred times before, one he usually enjoyed. But this time he wasn’t feeling it the same way. The physical sensation felt as good as it always did, but the position was made for two men. And tonight they were three.
Feeling awkward and apologetic, David turned his head to see Troy sitting at the head of the bed, hard cock in hand, jacking off at the sight before him. That was a little more reassuring. “Troy….” David whispered.
“Keep… doing that… God, you two are so hot.”
At the same time, Lucas seemed to remember he and David weren’t alone in bed. “Don’t… don’t you dare come yet, man.”
Troy slowed his pacing more, wincing a little. “Patience and persistence… are a little easier to have… when you don’t have your cock in your hand… and when you don’t have two hot men touching each other just centimeters away.” He made a soft, needy sound and swiped his wrist under his nose. “Fuck, mates. I’m gonna explode here.”
“Can’t have that, can we?” David knew full well Troy was a grown man and could get himself ready, but he felt he needed to do this. He needed to roll the condom onto the man’s hard cock. He needed to apply the liberal amounts of lube. He needed to lie back down in front of Lucas to see every facial expression, to make absolutely certain that Lucas was all right. He needed to touch and facilitate as a way of mentally approving this situation. This was how he let another man fuck his husband.
And Lucas did close his eyes tight and clench his teeth for a second when Troy began to push himself into his already warmed and stretched hole. David took Lucas’ hand and squeezed it, his heart pounding. “You all right?” he whispered.
Lucas opened his eyes and a look of pure bliss filled them. “Very all right.” He replied. His finger slid over David’s wedding ring, stroking a few times. “N-now get yourself ready for me.”
It wasn’t easy to do one-handed, but David wasn’t interested in dropping Lucas’ hand just now. That tight, reassuring hold told him his Lucas wasn’t in pain or distress. It told him Lucas was feeling good. And that was all David ever wanted in this world.
Over Lucas’ shoulder, David could see part of Troy’s face as well. There was a mix of pleasure and concentration on it, like he wanted to thrust and to come but was going slow and holding back until the time was right. David was reminded that Troy had done this before with others; he knew that this was about all three of them, not just him. If David had been in his place just now, he wasn’t sure he would be able to restrain himself so well, even after already shooting his load.
Of course, he was hard again already. How could he not be? Eagerly, he bent his knees and shifted around on his side, angling his body to make it easier for Lucas. It wasn’t as though Lucas had a wide range of motion at the moment, not with the way he was taking Troy’s cock. But that didn’t stop him from being able to have David, too. The head of his cock, covered now and slicked with lube, teased at David’s tight, puckered asshole. David closed his eyes and tried to relax, though amidst all the excitement, it was no easy task.
He felt fingers brush lightly over his chest and then squeeze a nipple. The tingles caught David off guard with their pleasantness, and Lucas slipped inside. “Ooohhhh yes.” Lucas’ guttural moan filled the silence. “This… feels… so incredible.” Cautiously, smoothly, he thrust his hips forward, going deep into David. And when he rocked back, Troy went deep into him. It wasn’t the smoothest of actions, as he still lay on his side, but his muscles and strength gave him the advantage over the friction, sheets, and mattress.
From his vantage point, David could mostly only see Lucas, but every so often during a thrust he caught sight of Troy’s face. Both men looked like they had been transported to a plane of pure enjoyment. David had been there once already tonight, and he was looking forward to his second visit lasting longer than the first. But he wasn’t going to get there without a little more help. He reached past Lucas, caressed the man’s upper arm as he did so, and held his hand out as far as he could. “Troy?” he whispered, barely audible above the sounds of the hotel bed and heavy breathing of the men in it. But Troy must have heard, because a few seconds later, David felt Troy take his hand and place a soft kiss to the back of it then hold fast.
David tightened his grips, one hand in Lucas’, one in Troy’s. When he pulled forward, they pulled back for resistance, and David’s body angled in just the right way for the head of Lucas’ cock to hit his prostate. A white hot explosion of pleasure overtook him, and it felt like his whole body was giving itself over to the sensation and two the two men making that happen. He didn’t want to come first this time; not again. He wanted to make certain Lucas and Troy were taken care of first. But if Lucas kept thrusting deep into him like this…
“Nnnhhh!” At once, and with relief, he recognized the desperate, urgent sound as Lucas’. “So close.”
Troy was quick to agree, “Me too. Shite! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
The tone of his warning did all sorts of things to David’s cock. His heartrate and breathing quickened. He could feel his own orgasm begging him to let it take over, the jolts of pleasure impossible to ignore. It was going to be this fantastic, magical moment of all three of them coming at the exact same time. They couldn’t have possibly planned this. It was just the most perfect way for all of this to have finally played out. Lucas thrust into him once more, and David knew he was completely done for now.
“I’m gonna… hehTSHxxshhhhhh!”
David’s eyes flew open, and his stomach gave a nasty, lurching sort of flip. Nearly to climax, his body backed the hell up again, realizing what Troy had actually been trying to warn about. He’d just sneezed and David hadn’t been ready to help him, and that did things to David’s insides. But then Lucas was coming suddenly, shuddering violently against him, making that face he made during a particularly good orgasm, that face David loved so much and found so irresistibly hot. And then, just as suddenly, Troy was coming. It didn’t matter than he was still sniffly and uncomfortable from the wet, uncovered sneeze David hadn’t been able to help him with. He still felt good enough for a wonderful climax. His body had given one last thrust forward into Lucas and that had been enough to tip him right over the edge.
His body tensing, breath catching, David only just managed to choke out a rushed “Godblessyoubaby” and those words of comfort on his lips caused a surge of kink-driven pleasure to fill him like nothing else could. He gave himself over to his second orgasm, letting the unparalleled intensity of it fill him and shake him. For the second time that night, he shot onto his chest and this time also the sheets and Lucas’ chest as well, as their bodies were pressed close enough together. Lucas made a new, happy noise as he felt it, looking down to watch what he’d had a hand in.
As the euphoria set in, David had just enough of a mind left to drop Lucas’ hand, grab a tissue, and thrust it in Troy’s direction. His stomach flipped again as he did so, feeling like this way maybe too little too late. But Troy took it and snuffled into it with an appreciative nod of his head.
Part of David felt like curling up against Lucas’ sticky chest, closing his eyes, and falling asleep in his husband’s arms. But he’d already asked for a night together back in Troy’s room. And the other part of him yearned to make sure Troy was feeling all right after all this. Had the strenuous activity been too much for him?
David got another couple tissues and wiped up as much as he could. “You all right?” he whispered to Lucas. Lucas nodded and gave a great, heavy sigh as he pulled out. David took a moment to mourn the loss of that full feeling David’s cock had given him before he pulled off and tied his husband’s condom. He covered it with tissues and dropped it into the trash can over the side of the bed. Troy did the same, passing his tied condom over to David to dispose of. Meanwhile, Lucas rolled onto his back, hands under his head, staring up at the ceiling. This gave David a new line of sight for Troy. The man looked all right, but he couldn’t help but ask. “What about you? How’s your cold doing?”
“It’s, ah,” he rubbed a couple fingers under his nose. “It’s a little embarrassing, to be honest. But I’m all right.” He scooted forward, pressing his front into the side of Lucas’ body. He gave Lucas a quick peck on the cheek then placed his hand on Lucas’ chest. He rubbed a few circles there then slid his hand across, over to David. He patted what part of David’s arm he could reach then went for his hand, taking it again. “I promise you’ll know it if I start feeling poorly again.”
That was somewhat reassuring. David let himself relax again, laying his head on a combination of pillow and Lucas’ shoulder and keeping hold of Troy’s hand.
They lay like that a while, just basking in the great feeling of what had transpired—touching, breathing, being, and doing it all together.
It was Lucas who finally dared to break the silence. Blunt as ever, “So, Troy… was that officially the strangest three-way you’ve been in?” Lazily, Lucas reached over and drew his fingertips through Troy’s hair.
Troy tilted his head toward the touch, welcoming the sensation. “Hardly. But I don’t kiss and tell. Safe sharing space, remember?” He was still holding onto David’s hand, so he brought it to his lips to kiss again, turned it over, and kissed the sensitive spot on David’s wrist as well. “It’s definitely one I’ll never forget. But how do you two feel? This sniff this was your first time with someone else. Some people in your situation feel awkward or jealous or sniff weirdly unsettled afterward. Whatever you feel is valid, but I need to know.”
David wasn’t sure he could put his emotions into words, but he knew for sure he didn’t feel any of what Troy had just listed. With his free hand, he pulled a tissue out of the box and nestled it beneath Troy’s nose for him. Without even being prompted, Troy blew into it and tilted his head from one side to the other as David wiped his nose dry, as if they’d done it a million times before and it was the most normal thing in the world.
“I feel amazing,” Lucas said. “Being in the middle like that… I mean, I’ve seen my fair share of porn, but I’d never imagined it would feel like that. The mechanics were a little tricky and awkward at first, but once we had the rhythm down, fuck, man. That was incredible. The sensations in my body and your arm tight around me from behind and my love in front of me, moaning for more of my cock. I couldn’t have asked for anything hotter.”
“Until I sneezed on your back.”
“Yeah, well… you didn’t hear me complaining about that, did you?” On the contrary, Lucas’ orgasm had struck just a second later. That had been a marvelous coincidence.
“David, how about you?” Troy squeezed David’s hand again. “How are you feeling about all this?”
David ran his tongue over his lips to wet them. He could use one of the bottles of water from the minifridge, but his own discomfort alone could not have moved him from this bed or out of this position. He thought about how he felt, trying to choose words that might come close to describing the overwhelming pleasure and satisfaction coursing through him right now. The way things just felt right, like everything had fit into place so easily and had felt so good. “Mostly…” he said finally. “Mostly disappointed it’s over already. There were moments during that when I didn’t want those feelings to ever end… but of course they had to.”
Troy let out a deep breath and coughed a few times afterward. “So… what I’m hearing… is that you both wouldn’t be opposed to a second round?”
David’s body should have been far too tired to react to those words. Yet he still felt his cock twitch and a rush travel through him, arousal tingling dully but pleasantly throughout this body. “Give me a little while to recover and get some water, then I’m yours.”
“Same,” Lucas said. “And water sounds great. Gotta replenish those fluids.”
At that, David immediately dropped Troy’s hand and hauled himself up out of bed. There were four bottles of water still in the fridge, and they only needed two. Troy coughed again. They only needed three.
“Good. And cheers,” Troy said, taking the offered bottle of water and scooting over so David could take his turn snuggling up between the two men. “Because next time around, sniff! Sniff! SNIFF! I want to take my time and get to know every bit of your bodies intimately before I make you come.”
Lucas exhaled with a sort of half-moan. “Fuck yeah.”
“But first… sniff! David, can you help me with that nasal spray again?”
“Mmm, of course, baby. That decongestant’s probably starting to wear off. You’re not scheduled for another dose until 2am, though. So if you start feeling run down and sniffly again, you let me know. We can stop this any time you need to.” David turned to the side a little and kissed Lucas’ temple. “While I go help Troy clear his nose, would you see if you can find a soccer match on TV for us to watch for a little bit?”
Part 11
“Did you have a good shower?” David asked, looking over his shoulder at Lucas. The quiet that had built among them during the elevator ride seemed to have dissipated now, leaving this feeling of expectation and excitement behind in its wake. It felt nice to prepare tea for them all, but it felt even nicer having Lucas back in the room again.
Lucas walked over and hooked his arm around David’s waist from behind. He rocked back against the familiar body of his husband, sighing happily. Lucas smelled much better now, the damp and the hotel soap scents combining with his normal smell into something indescribably pleasant. “Just what I needed,” said Lucas. He kissed the back of David’s head then pulled away. David looked over his shoulder to see Lucas head over to Troy.
He watched as Lucas squatted down, laid his hand upon the mattress, and then looked up at Troy, his eyes full of desperation. David wondered what had transpired between them before he’d gotten that panicked phone call from Troy, but he didn’t think he needed to ask. Troy placed his hand on the bed beside, the sides of their little fingers touching. Then Troy slid his hand over Lucas’. After a few moments, Troy’s hand took hold of Lucas’. And Lucas turned his hand, holding Troy’s back. David knew that whatever had happened before, they were all right now, and that was what mattered.
“Tea’s ready!” David gathered the mugs together and carried them to the bed. Lucas got up from the floor and sat down on one side of Troy. David handed out the mugs then sat down on the bed on Troy’s other side. Tea and a Troy sandwich. This wasn’t a proper English tea by any stretch of the imagination, but it was their version, and he was eager for it. “Cheers?” He held his mug up, hoping this wasn’t too cheesy. “To… being more than friends?”
“To patience and persistence,” Lucas said, getting on board and holding up his mug even though he’d been about to take a sip.
Troy held his up as well. He looked contemplative, his eyes on the mug with the teabag still steeping under the water, held down by a wooden stir stick. “To incredible kindnesses, unusual kinks, and getting the most out of fitness con… conferences.” He pulled a tissue from his pocket and passed his mug to David so he wouldn’t spill. “hehEHTchoo! hehEHGGchooo!” Sniffling into the tissue, he reclaimed his tea with his other hand and raised it up again. “And to having plenty of tissues.”
They laughed and clinked and sipped and drank. And sometime during all of that, David’s hand found its way to the small of Troy’s back. And Lucas’ hand invited itself to rest on Troy’s thigh. Neither hand did any more than that. They simply got used to touching someone else casually as they would normally touch each other.
“So how are you feeling, Troy?” David knew the question was loaded, but he could see no way around asking it. If Troy still felt sick, he had work yet to do. There would be another dose of nasal spray at the very least and another night of snuggling in bed while holding tissues to his nose at the most. They could rent an in-room movie and all fall asleep before it ended. David had absolutely no objections to this course of events. However, if Troy felt better… if he felt well enough to fuck… then their night would be filled with getting to know each other’s bodies in a far more intimate and sensual way. They could try new positions, learn how to please each other, and come as many times as they could before passing out from exhaustion. David found that option far more appealing. He held his breath as he anticipated the reply.
“I think I’m feeling pretty good, actually,” he said. He quirked an eyebrow as David let out the breath he’d been holding. “I’m not saying my throat doesn’t still feel sore and my nose doesn’t feel ticklish, but I can breathe again, and I have a lot of energy. I’m interested in whatever part of yourselves you two want to share with me.” He rubbed his nose. “Though, in all honesty, I’m hoping that includes your cocks.”
Lucas choked on his tea, spitting some out back into his mug and coughing. I got up and clapped a hand on his back as the coughs subsided. “Sorry,” he sputtered. “I’m not saying I’m opposed to that, it just took me by surprise.” He handed his mug—mostly untouched—over to David. He looked right at Troy. “You’re welcome to my cock.” Lucas had always preferred the direct approach.
As eager to get started as anybody, David still didn’t feel like this was the right time to just jump right into the deep end and hope they could all swim. Worried that his husband might be about to reach for his fly to get his cock out immediately, David stood up. He walked his mug and Lucas’ over to the table and picked up the room service menu. “Let’s order dinner and talk about what we want to do and what we don’t want to do. By the time we’re done eating, we’ll probably be horny enough to get right into it.”
Lucas had a glowing smile. “How long has it been since I told you I love you?”
David made a show of checking his watch. “Oh, it’s got to be hours at lea—”
“I love you.”
David felt warm right down to his toes. He walked back over to the bed and kissed Lucas to let him know he understood. Whatever happened tonight, they would still have this between them. “I love you, too.” One more kiss for good measure. “Now what do you want to eat? I bet you’re starving. You’re always especially hungry right after a workout.”
Their room service order was the largest one David had ever placed. When his order of two appetizers, four entrees with sides, five beverages, and one dessert—which they planned to share—was read back to him, he couldn’t even imagine how they’d fit all the food on the table, let alone eat it. “You can’t, by any chance, bring an extra chair also?”
Apparently they could. And they did. About thirty minutes later, the food arrived with its own cart, just like David had seen in the movies. So they were able to keep everything on the cart until they were ready for it. David was tempted to start and finish with the dessert first, because it looked amazing, but he knew Lucas would only allow that if David worked it off, and this was supposed to be his vacation, too. So he brought some of the drinks and the appetizers over to the table and left everything else under the metal tins to keep the food warm longer.
“So,” David began, sliding the glass of water over to his husband and the unsweetened iced tea to Troy around the tissue box that sat at table center for easy access. “You mentioned this isn’t your first rodeo?”
“My first…” He looked confused at first. “Oh, no. It’s not my first time in a three-way with a couple. In fact, I’m rather partial to them. They’re sort of my thing.” Quickly, he added. “Oh, but every one of them is different. Sometimes a couple just wants a quick fuck with a new playmate to spice things up. Other times there’s some dynamic missing and they need me to fill it. For example, once I was with a couple who were regularly polyamorous. One of the blokes was asexual but enjoyed being there while his partner got drilled into a mattress.”
“You like to top?” Lucas asked.
“I like everything. I’m as versatile as you can get. There’s not a lot I haven’t tried. Though… your kink is one I’d never heard of before.” He picked up a triangular section of the vegetable and cheese quesadilla and tipped it in David’s direction. “There’s obviously more to it than a little nurseplay. Explain to me how it works exactly?”
“Oh! Uh…” David hadn’t been expecting that just yet or maybe even at all. He struggled to find words that wouldn’t make him sound like some sicko who enjoyed taking advantage of men when they were at their most vulnerable.
“Hey, that’s brilliant.” Troy smiled. “Seems both you and your hubby look adorable blushing.”
Without even needing a prompt from him, Lucas addressed the question. “David isn’t about the suffering. He just feels really good when he’s able to make his guy feel good.” Lucas raised his eyebrows. “Is that about right?”
David nodded. Lucas had explained so simply and perfectly. Maybe these things were easier to talk about when they weren’t your own?
“Feeling good… now that’s something I can get behind.” Troy cleared his throat. “So I’m hearing that it’s a little bit about power dynamics? Being able to provide a service and getting off when it’s well received?”
David wasn’t sure he’d ever thought of it that way before. But he wasn’t wrong. David nodded.
Troy took a few more gulps of iced tea and then sat back, looking thoughtful once again. “Now, do you two have something in mind for me already, or do we start with the basics?”
David exchanged a look with Lucas. Clearly this was something they should have discussed privately and well in advance. But everything had moved so quickly once Troy had confronted them about things. And, honestly, David still didn’t completely believe this was actually going to happen, even as they sat there discussing it. “Um…”
“Basics it is then. Nothing wrong with that. It’s where I usually start, especially when it’s my first time with someone. Let’s make this a safe space, all right? No judgement. If we’re going to have each other tonight, we’d better start with trust and honesty.” He wiped his mouth with the thick cloth napkin and got up. “Now I’m going to grab the entrees. While we eat them, let’s do a few quick rounds of two things you like and one thing you don’t.”
It ended up taking all of them to clear away the appetizer dishes and Tetris the entrees to fit on the small table. They’d ordered a plate of tortellini to share, but both Troy and Lucas had steaks while David had a hamburger. David had chosen a side of fries for his, knowing that his man would never order them for himself but loved helping himself to them off his plate. For the first minute or two, they ate without talking, enjoying the still-warm food. None of them had eaten much since breakfast, and while the appetizers had been a nice way to start, there was nothing like a big, hearty meal after a long day.
“I don’t fancy eating ass.”
David choked and nearly spit out his mouthful of burger patty, bun, and toppings. Quickly, he swallowed and buried his face in his napkin to cough into until his throat felt clear again.
“Um, thank you for that, Troy,” Lucas said, sounding a bit shocked by the suddenness of the admission, rather than the content.
“Don’t mind watching it. And I rather like having someone eat me out. But I don’t like to do it myself.” He held up one finger. “As for the two things I like, I’ll never say no to being on either end of a blowjob.” He held up a second finger. “And I fucking love being given orders. Order me to put on the condoms. Order me down on my knees. Order me to take the full length of your dick—as long as it’s an order, chances are, I’ll be into it.” He put up a third finger. “Your turn, David.”
The bubbles in David’s Pepsi tickled his throat on the way down, driving away the urge to cough. “I, um…” He didn’t understand why he was suddenly feeling so shy and nervous. How could he hold a naked man in a steamy bathroom and let the same man sneeze into his chest all night long but feel hesitant to chat about his turn-ons during a meal? “I like touching. A lot of touching. A whole lot of touching.”
“That still only counts as one,” Lucas said, helping himself to a couple fries off David’s plate followed by a liberal dollop of catsup.
“Right. Um.” The table was small enough for Lucas to reach out underneath it and put a hand on his knee. David sucked in a breath and reached under the table, covering Lucas’ hand with his own. “I love any position where I can see my lover’s face when I give him pleasure.”
“And something you don’t like?” Troy prompted.
“I don’t like when my lover feels pain or serious discomfort. Instant turn-off for me. I want my guy—or, um, guys, I guess in this case—to feel good when they’re with me.”
“That checks out,” Troy nodded.
“We use a lot of lube,” Lucas shared. “Wish I could buy shares in it or something. Some CEO probably bought a yacht with the money we’ve spent on lube.”
Troy laughed and gestured, fork in hand, for Lucas to start sharing.
“Easy. I love fucking and getting fucked. And I don’t like scat. Pass the tortellini?”
They went around the table for a second round. And then a third. By the fourth time around, their preferences were far more specific and leaning a little more toward things they liked that they might actually like to do tonight.
Troy finished up his turn with, “I love sex in the shower, all soapy and slick and feeling instantly clean afterward while still feeling dirty.”
“Mmmm,” Lucas agreed. They’d all naturally started commenting about each other’s picks as well. “That’s hot.”
Troy wasn’t finished. “But, in my experience, fitting three guys into a shower is tricky, and once in a while, hotel bathrooms are connected through vents so people next door can hear every word clearly even over the sound of running water.”
David and Lucas exchanged a look. David rubbed the warm back of his neck, knowing he was blushing again. “Let’s hope for the sake of our room’s neighbor that this hotel isn’t set up that way.” It was his turn next anyway. “I’d love to hold someone while they jerk off or get sucked. Also, I love nipple play, though honestly there’s not a part of my body where I don’t like touched. I don’t…” This one was harder for him. He felt like they’d already covered the big things he disliked. With those already off the table, he wasn’t sure if he should just reiterate something already said that he definitely wanted them to do or try to think of something new that had never occurred to him as something he never wanted to experience. But there was one other thing he was sure of. He just wasn’t sure if it was the right time to suggest it to them. “Actually, I have one more thing I’d like. Should I wait until next round or…”
“Just say it,” Lucas reassured him. “Whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be hot.”
He wasn’t so sure about that himself, but his husband was rarely wrong. So David took a deep breath and let it out with “No matter what happens tonight… even if this is an embarrassing, terrible disaster… I want us to go back to Troy’s room and climb into bed together just like we did last night. I want this day to end with something warm and good and shared, something we know we can’t fuck up.” He shook his head. “I know it’s cheesy, but I want to fall asleep with you both under my watch again. I loved sharing those moments last night.”
This was met with silence. No one spoke. No one even moved. Immediately, David knew he’d asked too much of them. He felt panic set in and broke out in a cold sweat. He hoped very much things didn’t go pear-shaped tonight, but maybe he’d just ensured that this whole thing would be weird. He was forcing them to make promises they might not be able to keep and setting them up for an extremely awkward night.
“Well, shit.” Lucas scrubbed a hand over his face. “I was just going to say I like fingers up my ass. But now you have to go and ruin this game with sweetness and snuggles and caring and make me look all shallow and selfish. Nice going there, David.”
David felt a little calmer. He even smiled again. “I’ll shove my fingers up your ass any time, baby.”
Lucas leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Thanks, baby.”
“hahh-IHHshoo!”
David reached over and pulled a tissue out, pressing it to Troy’s nose for him. “God bless you, baby.” His cheeks went red with embarrassment as he realized just how many times they’d used the word baby, but he just couldn’t help it.
Troy’s fingertips stroked the back of David’s hand before taking the tissue from him and rubbing at his nose. “I love how you bless me every time.”
This did nothing to cool the heat in his face, and David looked down at the table. “I love that you let me.” Then he looked over at his husband. “And I love that you let me, also.”
Lucas nodded, but the way he nervously worked his lower lip between his teeth made David uneasy. There was something he wasn’t saying. And this was no time for secrets. If Lucas suddenly had a problem with all this, it was better he say so now rather than when they were right in the middle of sex. “Hey,” David reached out, laying his hand on Lucas’ forearm and rubbing. “What is it?” He told himself he wouldn’t be upset if Lucas backed out now; any of them were free to do that. He would never hold that against Lucas. But David was sure he would be disappointed. “Stop worrying and say what you need to say.”
What he needed to say wasn’t at all what David had been expecting. “Can I talk to you in private?”
David looked nervously at Troy and back again. “This is a safe sharing space, remember? Whatever you need to tell me, you can say in front of Troy.”
But Lucas stood his ground. “I really can’t.” He shook his head and turned to Troy. “I’m not backing out of this. I promise you that. This whole thing is most definitely still on, and I’m turned on, too.” It wasn’t exactly the clever, flirtatious line it seemed he’d been hoping for. He shook his head disapprovingly at himself for a second before moving on. “There’s just one thing I need to ask David in private.”
Before David could object again, Troy held up both his hands, palms out. “Of course, mate. I’m just here to play. I’m not looking to break up a marriage. Take all the time in private you need.”
As Troy took a tissue from the box and set to work blowing his nose, Lucas seized David by the hand and dragged him into the bathroom. He shut the door and switched on the fan. David looked warily at the vent in the top, far corner of the bathroom. “What’s all this about?” he asked, his body feeling tense and on edge. “Are you sure you’re all right, baby? If you don’t want to do this, just tell me. I won’t be angry.”
“Oh, I want to do this. You still want to do this too, right?”
“Yeah,” David agreed at once. “Of course.”
“Good.” The bit of alarm was gone from his tone, but he still looked shifty and nervous. “Don’t be mad at me about this.”
David took his hands and squeezed. “I’m not mad. Not at all. Just tell me what this is all about.”
With a decisive nod and a deep breath, Lucas said, “You know that… that thing you do that’s my favorite?”
This took David a second. There were many things he did on a regular basis in bed that Lucas seemed to enjoy immensely.
“You know…” Lucas assured him.
And then it occurred to David. Lucas meant his favorite thing. “Wait, you mean how I take your temperature when you’re sick?” How he would pull his husband into his arms, squeeze his tickly nose through a bunch of tissues to hold the sneezes back and rub Vicks on his chest to help with his breathing. How he would keep Lucas from sneezing the whole time the thermometer was at work, keeping him calm and letting him know he was taken care of for every single second.
Lucas’ head bobbed up and down. “Yes… that… I only want you to do that for me.”
“But, baby, Troy isn’t even feverish. And his congestion has thinned out. He doesn’t need me to—”
“I’m not talking just about Troy. I mean forever. I don’t know if we’ll ever do this again with somebody. But whatever happens in the future, I want that one thing to be the one thing you do only for me. I want to be the only one who can nestle against your chest with a thermometer in mouth and you driving all the sneezes away for a minute or two. You can take someone else’s temperature like normal or feel his forehead or make something new up or whatever. But I want my favorite thing to be ours and only ours forever. Do you think… can you agree to that?”
David breathed in quietly, fully, feeling his lungs expand as his heart seemed to grow in size. If he could have pulled Lucas right inside him at that moment he would have. Instead, he settled for a tight embrace. Lucas felt tense in his arms, still nervous. “Absolutely. That will be our thing alone,” David promised him, speaking soft but clear right into his ear. “I have never done that with anybody else, and I’ll never do it with anybody but you.” He tightened his arms around Lucas, knowing the strong man could take the extra pressure, knowing Lucas craved that reassurance just now. “I’m so glad you told me.”
He heard Lucas’ breath hitch. Then he felt Lucas’ lips graze his neck. “I love you,” he murmured. “I love you so much I don’t even have words that come close to it.” Lucas rarely got this sappy, but he’d always been good at saying exactly what he meant. And so this meant a lot.
“I know, baby. And I love you, too.” He turned his head, pulled back a little, and kissed his husband. When he was done, and they were both relaxed and smiling, he cupped the side of Lucas’ face, rubbing his thumb in circles at Lucas’ temple. “Now let’s go out there together and fuck that gorgeous Englishman.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Lucas opened the door and David flipped the fan and light switches. Troy stood up from the table, stretching his arms up above his head and leaning to one side then the other. “Everything okay, gents?”
“Everything’s just fine,” David replied. Though he could see from a small twitch in Troy’s nose that maybe not everything was fine.
“hehhEHPtchoo!” David nearly lunged for the tissue box, but Troy was already pulling a tissue from it, winding up for his next sneeze. “ehhHIHHshphhh!”
“God bless you, baby.” He must have blessed Troy a thousand times during the past day, but his voice shook as he said it this time.
“David…” Lucas’ tone was a warning.
But David couldn’t help himself. His heart pounded hard in his chest and flutters raced through him. “Troy, are you certain you feel up to doing this?”
“David!” Lucas hissed through his teeth.
But they all knew David wouldn’t be so easily silenced. This had to be said. “Because, if you don’t feel well, I’m officially calling this off tonight. We can get another round of room service and watch a movie in bed together, but I’m not having sex with anyone who isn’t well enough to enjoy—“ Troy grabbed a big handful of David’s shirt and yanked hard. He forced David into a kiss so strong that David felt that strength penetrate his whole body, filling him up, making him go loose and wibbly. When he was released, he might have stumbled backwards if not for Lucas, who’d moved in right behind him. He wrapped his arms around his husband from behind and held him tight, just the way David liked to be held best.
“I’m all right,” Troy reassured him. “I promise. If at any time I need to pause or stop or if I feel any sort of distress, I will let you know. I know how to speak up for myself. I’m a big boy.”
“How big?” Lucas sounded supremely pleased with himself, and he should be. He wasn’t usually so snappy with those sorts of lines. David was actually quite impressed at this one. He also remembered that between the two of them, Lucas was the one who hadn’t seen Troy’s magnificent body in all its glory yet.
Troy was all dimples as he smiled and locked eyes with Lucas and didn’t move. Behind him, Lucas tensed with excitement. David could practically feel the lust pass between them, with him right in the middle. “This big.” David hadn’t even seen his hand move to his shorts, but it must have, because suddenly those gym shorts were dropping to his ankles. Still staring almost unblinkingly at Lucas, as if daring him to break their gaze and look down, Troy slid his fingers into his y-fronts and eased the waistband down. David was free to look down, and saw the golden pubic hair at his root followed by that long, thick shaft.
Troy stared. Lucas fidgeted. Troy stared. Lucas whimpered at the temptation.
“Oh, just look, baby!” David said, unable to stand Lucas being in even that much pain.
Lucas looked down and sucked in a breath. “Yeah,” he whispered. “I guess you’ll do.” His hand snaked down, cupping David’s crotch with a squeeze. “Though I think my man’s got you beat.”
“Luc!” David twisted his head around, narrowing his eyes. “That’s not a very—” And, once again, he was cut off by a kiss. This one was sensual and familiar, possessive and excited. He melted into it just the same. Just a couple minutes in and already the two of them had found the perfect way to get him to bend to their will.
There was really only one way to fight back. With a pop of a button and a pull of the zipper, David shoved his own jeans down past his thighs. His boxers followed in quick measure, leaving him on display and already half-hard. He saw something like a twinkle in Troy’s eyes. He didn’t need to ask if Troy liked what he saw before him. He didn’t need to ask a thing. What he needed were two simple words. An order: “Suck it.”
Troy dropped to his knees so fast David thought he might have hurt his kneecaps. But Troy didn’t even wince. He’d moved so smoothly, with so much athletic grace and control of his movements. His jaw had dropped open before he even hit the floor. The sight was enough to harden David on the spot. He didn’t take David’s dick in his mouth right away, however.
First he lifted his hand, palm nearly flat, and let David’s dick rest upon it. Then he stuck his tongue out and drew it ever so slowly from tip to root, as if measuring every inch carefully or becoming intimately acquainted in case he might need to recall details of it later. And when his tongue reached the base, it lapped and swirled then started right back again toward the other end. David’s breath quickened, as did Lucas’, and it wasn’t even his cock that was about to be sucked.
Troy’s tongue circled the head of David’s cock in one direction then the other, applying just enough pressure to drive David mad with the longing. David buried his hand in Troy’s hair, trying to guide the man’s head to give service to him, but Troy’s plans now involved tiny little licks at the tip. And just as David was just about to give in and beg to be blown right fucking now, Troy’s mouth took him in.
Then there was nothing but hot pleasure. David shouldn’t have been surprised; Troy had mentioned first that he liked giving blow jobs. But the man was more than just good at them. There was an eager hunger in his eyes as he looked up into David’s.
“Fuck,” Lucas whispered, biting David’s shoulder, but not so hard it would leave a mark. “That’s hot. How is the sight of someone else sucking my husband so fucking hot?”
“’Cause it’s Troy,” David said. And that was both it and not it at the same time. Troy was handsome, sexy, fit, and vulnerable all at the same time. They were both drawn to his looks. It was more than that, though. It was the way he respected each of them, related to them. It was the way he flirted and the way he opened himself up as if trusting two complete strangers were the easiest thing in the world. But there was something else in all of this that didn’t have to do with Troy specifically. There was something exciting about changing something that already worked so well, making it better. It was about trusting someone you’d just met with the thing you loved most in the world. It was about allowing yourself the luxury of decadence and indulgence and pure, dirty pleasure. It didn’t even have to be Troy. But they were both incredibly glad it was.
Troy snuffled; breathing so much through what had been a stuffy nose until recently was starting to get to him. David reached over for the tissue box on the table, but by the time he had his arm extended, Lucas was already placing a tissue in his hand for him. A surge of delight that was only partly connected to the glorious sensations happening in his dick spread through him. He pinched the tissue to Troy’s nose, but he couldn’t do much more while Troy was still sucking. At first, David wasn’t sure if he could even ask Troy to stop the wonderful things he was doing.
But then Lucas spoke. “C’mon,” he said softly, reaching around past David and putting a hand on Troy’s chin. He guided the man’s head back, his touch gentle yet persuasive. Troy looked up at the both of them, apology in his expression. Then he took a deep breath and blew his nose into the tissues David held. “That’s it. Let it all out. My man knows how to help.” David felt Lucas’ heartbeat accelerate, pounding against his back where he was pressed close. He’d always known how much Lucas enjoyed being taken care of when he felt like crap, but David hadn’t counted on Lucas getting into this care-giving thing quite this much. David definitely wasn’t complaining as being able to be himself about his care-giving kink was thrilling and liberating. But being able to be himself about it and knowing it excited Lucas at the same time brought it to a whole new level entirely.
David felt Lucas’ hands on his belly. Then he felt them slide up to his chest. They were met with some interference by the shirt David still wore, but Lucas tugged and nudged until David lifted his arms for it to be pulled off. Absurdly standing in nothing but socks—underwear still technically on just pooled around his ankles—David bent to free himself of the rest of his clothes.
When he’d shoved them aside, out of the way, and straightened back up, he found Lucas helping Troy off with his shirt as well. After a few moments, Lucas was the only one of them still fully dressed. Troy dipped his hands under Lucas’ shirt and slid them both into Lucas’ front pockets. Instead of pulling the pants down, he pulled Lucas forward and kissed him fiercely.
David only had a minute to wonder how much of the kiss tasted of Troy and how much like David’s own precome leaking cock when he found out for himself. With Troy’s hand hot on the back of his neck and Troy’s mouth wet against his, David melted once again. This time, he felt one of Troy’s arms come around him, pulling him impossibly closer, deeper into the kiss. His whole body thrummed, attentive with desire.
When David was released, he didn’t trust his legs to hold him up for much longer, so he collapsed back onto the bed. “Undress,” he ordered, not really caring which of the two men obeyed as long as in the end they ended up as naked as he was. As he watched the remaining items of clothing get stripped off and flung to the far corners of the room, he took his cock in hand, now slick, hot, and throbbing thanks to Troy. He worked his fist down at an unsteady pace, unable to reconcile his urge to orgasm right fucking now with his desire to make these marvelous sensations and this time with Troy and Lucas last as long as possible.
“Get over here, both of you,” said David. It didn’t matter that his body was desperate for release already. He would not allow himself to come by jacking off alone on a bed, watching like some uninvolved voyeur. Moreover, he craved touch. He wanted their heat and their muscles and their heaviness and their firm bodies and their hands and their mouths. He groaned, speeding up his strokes a little despite himself.
They climbed onto the bed. Troy got to David first, giving him a kiss that was meant as a hello but went far beyond that. Then he arched his back, sniffling a little almost absentmindedly as he positioned himself better to get to David’s chest. Lucas had once told him that his own nipples didn’t feel much sensation, that maybe they were just there for decoration. David couldn’t wrap his head around what that would be like, because his own were startlingly sensitive. The moment Troy’s tongue made its first flick at David’s nipple, David’s whole body tensed, and he had to squeeze himself to keep control. If he were at home without neighbors on either side of the house, he might have screamed at the intense pleasure of that. Instead he bit his lip and hissed with a sharp intake of breath.
He was entirely unprepared for Lucas to attach himself to his other nipple. Sure, Lucas would sometimes pinch both his nipples or lick one and tease the other between thumb and forefinger. But having tongues and teeth on both at the same time was an entirely new sensation, one he’d only been able to imagine before. But now it was real, now it was happening. There were flicks and tugs and tender nibbles and sharp pinches. Pleasure radiated through his body.
David gripped the bedsheet beneath him, squeezing his hands into fists. He threw his head back, trying to control his breathing. But his body could not and would not be controlled any longer. He came without warning and without a hand on his cock, shooting unrestrainedly yet unapologetically.
Any shame he might have felt about being the first to come, and to come so soon, vanished when he came down from the orgasm and realized he could feel both men’s erections pressed up against his legs.
Troy slowed his motions and then kissed the nub of David’s nipple tenderly before stopping. Then his body tensed and his mood changed instantly. He made to pull away, but David’s instincts kicked in. Still holding onto the sheet, he yanked part up while putting a hand on the back of Troy’s head reassuringly. “hahhh… ahhh-HEHTTchhhhh!”
“God bless you, baby.” David’s voice was slow and breathless still as he recovered from his overwhelming orgasm, and he longed to pull the man into his arms to comfort him. So that’s exactly what he did. And, damn, it felt good to do it.
Lucas, on the other hand, hopped up, getting off the bed. He grabbed the tissue box from where it still sat on the table. He pulled one tissue out, giving it to David so that David could rub Troy’s nose for him. But he pulled out a few others so that he could clean the come off his husband’s belly, crotch, and thighs. Lucas didn’t offer to go get a wet towel to clean him off more thoroughly; they both knew this probably wouldn’t be David’s only orgasm tonight.
David held Troy close, both this arms wrapped around the man. He kissed Troy’s forehead and then whispered to Troy. “Do you know who else gives excellent blowjobs?”
Lucas raised his hand. “That’d be me. Turn onto your back,” Lucas ordered, crawling down the bed. He was careful to not brush against David’s cock, which would feel overly-sensitive for just a little while. Instead, he lay across David’s lower legs, getting into position. With one hand on Troy’s balls, caressing, rolling, Lucas’ other hand pulled back Troy’s foreskin. His tongue which had just been attacking David’s pec with such vigor now went to work on the head of Troy’s cock. It swirled and lapped, varying direction and strength of touch until Troy trembled with desire in David’s arms.
Wanting to tell him to get ready and hold on, David instead tightened his hold just as Lucas opened his mouth and took the man’s cock in. Troy gave a grunt of pleasure, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them, he turned his head, looking not at Lucas but David, his gaze so full of appreciation that David’s whole body felt hot and tingly. He might have just come, but his fetish was overpowering.
“You… weren’t… kidding…” Troy managed. David held him as his body rocked. He seemed to be resisting the urge to thrust, but only just barely. David wrapped his other arm around Troy, hugging him tightly, burying his face against the back of the man’s head and breathing him in. He could feel Troy tremble and tighten, could hear his breaths quicken. “Oh fuck, mate…” His head tilted back, and David ducked his own down to make room, kissing the back of Troy’s neck, the skin smooth and a little damp from sweat. “I’m… shite… aw yes… I’m gonna…”
Lucas pulled back. And Troy groaned with need. His hips rocked forward, thrusting to get back to that mouth. But Lucas drew his hand over his wet, grinning mouth and pulled further away. “Just ‘cause my man came already doesn’t mean you get to, Troy. I don’t want you to come until you’re deep in me.”
“Fuuuuck!” he drew the word out like it had three syllables. And though he sounded frustrated, he didn’t look it at all. He looked eager for a condom and lube and for a big neon sign pointing the way right to Lucas’ ass.
David knew there was something he wanted before they got to that, though. And several minutes later, he did find himself with two lube-slicked fingers up his husband’s ass. He lay on his side, facing Lucas, reaching around with skill honed during many a love-making session. He placed kisses on Lucas’ breastbone, trailing them up the man’s neck to his chin and then back down again. And Lucas, for his part, pushed his leg forward at such an angle that David could grind his crotch into Lucas’ thigh. This was a position he had found himself in a hundred times before, one he usually enjoyed. But this time he wasn’t feeling it the same way. The physical sensation felt as good as it always did, but the position was made for two men. And tonight they were three.
Feeling awkward and apologetic, David turned his head to see Troy sitting at the head of the bed, hard cock in hand, jacking off at the sight before him. That was a little more reassuring. “Troy….” David whispered.
“Keep… doing that… God, you two are so hot.”
At the same time, Lucas seemed to remember he and David weren’t alone in bed. “Don’t… don’t you dare come yet, man.”
Troy slowed his pacing more, wincing a little. “Patience and persistence… are a little easier to have… when you don’t have your cock in your hand… and when you don’t have two hot men touching each other just centimeters away.” He made a soft, needy sound and swiped his wrist under his nose. “Fuck, mates. I’m gonna explode here.”
“Can’t have that, can we?” David knew full well Troy was a grown man and could get himself ready, but he felt he needed to do this. He needed to roll the condom onto the man’s hard cock. He needed to apply the liberal amounts of lube. He needed to lie back down in front of Lucas to see every facial expression, to make absolutely certain that Lucas was all right. He needed to touch and facilitate as a way of mentally approving this situation. This was how he let another man fuck his husband.
And Lucas did close his eyes tight and clench his teeth for a second when Troy began to push himself into his already warmed and stretched hole. David took Lucas’ hand and squeezed it, his heart pounding. “You all right?” he whispered.
Lucas opened his eyes and a look of pure bliss filled them. “Very all right.” He replied. His finger slid over David’s wedding ring, stroking a few times. “N-now get yourself ready for me.”
It wasn’t easy to do one-handed, but David wasn’t interested in dropping Lucas’ hand just now. That tight, reassuring hold told him his Lucas wasn’t in pain or distress. It told him Lucas was feeling good. And that was all David ever wanted in this world.
Over Lucas’ shoulder, David could see part of Troy’s face as well. There was a mix of pleasure and concentration on it, like he wanted to thrust and to come but was going slow and holding back until the time was right. David was reminded that Troy had done this before with others; he knew that this was about all three of them, not just him. If David had been in his place just now, he wasn’t sure he would be able to restrain himself so well, even after already shooting his load.
Of course, he was hard again already. How could he not be? Eagerly, he bent his knees and shifted around on his side, angling his body to make it easier for Lucas. It wasn’t as though Lucas had a wide range of motion at the moment, not with the way he was taking Troy’s cock. But that didn’t stop him from being able to have David, too. The head of his cock, covered now and slicked with lube, teased at David’s tight, puckered asshole. David closed his eyes and tried to relax, though amidst all the excitement, it was no easy task.
He felt fingers brush lightly over his chest and then squeeze a nipple. The tingles caught David off guard with their pleasantness, and Lucas slipped inside. “Ooohhhh yes.” Lucas’ guttural moan filled the silence. “This… feels… so incredible.” Cautiously, smoothly, he thrust his hips forward, going deep into David. And when he rocked back, Troy went deep into him. It wasn’t the smoothest of actions, as he still lay on his side, but his muscles and strength gave him the advantage over the friction, sheets, and mattress.
From his vantage point, David could mostly only see Lucas, but every so often during a thrust he caught sight of Troy’s face. Both men looked like they had been transported to a plane of pure enjoyment. David had been there once already tonight, and he was looking forward to his second visit lasting longer than the first. But he wasn’t going to get there without a little more help. He reached past Lucas, caressed the man’s upper arm as he did so, and held his hand out as far as he could. “Troy?” he whispered, barely audible above the sounds of the hotel bed and heavy breathing of the men in it. But Troy must have heard, because a few seconds later, David felt Troy take his hand and place a soft kiss to the back of it then hold fast.
David tightened his grips, one hand in Lucas’, one in Troy’s. When he pulled forward, they pulled back for resistance, and David’s body angled in just the right way for the head of Lucas’ cock to hit his prostate. A white hot explosion of pleasure overtook him, and it felt like his whole body was giving itself over to the sensation and two the two men making that happen. He didn’t want to come first this time; not again. He wanted to make certain Lucas and Troy were taken care of first. But if Lucas kept thrusting deep into him like this…
“Nnnhhh!” At once, and with relief, he recognized the desperate, urgent sound as Lucas’. “So close.”
Troy was quick to agree, “Me too. Shite! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
The tone of his warning did all sorts of things to David’s cock. His heartrate and breathing quickened. He could feel his own orgasm begging him to let it take over, the jolts of pleasure impossible to ignore. It was going to be this fantastic, magical moment of all three of them coming at the exact same time. They couldn’t have possibly planned this. It was just the most perfect way for all of this to have finally played out. Lucas thrust into him once more, and David knew he was completely done for now.
“I’m gonna… hehTSHxxshhhhhh!”
David’s eyes flew open, and his stomach gave a nasty, lurching sort of flip. Nearly to climax, his body backed the hell up again, realizing what Troy had actually been trying to warn about. He’d just sneezed and David hadn’t been ready to help him, and that did things to David’s insides. But then Lucas was coming suddenly, shuddering violently against him, making that face he made during a particularly good orgasm, that face David loved so much and found so irresistibly hot. And then, just as suddenly, Troy was coming. It didn’t matter than he was still sniffly and uncomfortable from the wet, uncovered sneeze David hadn’t been able to help him with. He still felt good enough for a wonderful climax. His body had given one last thrust forward into Lucas and that had been enough to tip him right over the edge.
His body tensing, breath catching, David only just managed to choke out a rushed “Godblessyoubaby” and those words of comfort on his lips caused a surge of kink-driven pleasure to fill him like nothing else could. He gave himself over to his second orgasm, letting the unparalleled intensity of it fill him and shake him. For the second time that night, he shot onto his chest and this time also the sheets and Lucas’ chest as well, as their bodies were pressed close enough together. Lucas made a new, happy noise as he felt it, looking down to watch what he’d had a hand in.
As the euphoria set in, David had just enough of a mind left to drop Lucas’ hand, grab a tissue, and thrust it in Troy’s direction. His stomach flipped again as he did so, feeling like this way maybe too little too late. But Troy took it and snuffled into it with an appreciative nod of his head.
Part of David felt like curling up against Lucas’ sticky chest, closing his eyes, and falling asleep in his husband’s arms. But he’d already asked for a night together back in Troy’s room. And the other part of him yearned to make sure Troy was feeling all right after all this. Had the strenuous activity been too much for him?
David got another couple tissues and wiped up as much as he could. “You all right?” he whispered to Lucas. Lucas nodded and gave a great, heavy sigh as he pulled out. David took a moment to mourn the loss of that full feeling David’s cock had given him before he pulled off and tied his husband’s condom. He covered it with tissues and dropped it into the trash can over the side of the bed. Troy did the same, passing his tied condom over to David to dispose of. Meanwhile, Lucas rolled onto his back, hands under his head, staring up at the ceiling. This gave David a new line of sight for Troy. The man looked all right, but he couldn’t help but ask. “What about you? How’s your cold doing?”
“It’s, ah,” he rubbed a couple fingers under his nose. “It’s a little embarrassing, to be honest. But I’m all right.” He scooted forward, pressing his front into the side of Lucas’ body. He gave Lucas a quick peck on the cheek then placed his hand on Lucas’ chest. He rubbed a few circles there then slid his hand across, over to David. He patted what part of David’s arm he could reach then went for his hand, taking it again. “I promise you’ll know it if I start feeling poorly again.”
That was somewhat reassuring. David let himself relax again, laying his head on a combination of pillow and Lucas’ shoulder and keeping hold of Troy’s hand.
They lay like that a while, just basking in the great feeling of what had transpired—touching, breathing, being, and doing it all together.
It was Lucas who finally dared to break the silence. Blunt as ever, “So, Troy… was that officially the strangest three-way you’ve been in?” Lazily, Lucas reached over and drew his fingertips through Troy’s hair.
Troy tilted his head toward the touch, welcoming the sensation. “Hardly. But I don’t kiss and tell. Safe sharing space, remember?” He was still holding onto David’s hand, so he brought it to his lips to kiss again, turned it over, and kissed the sensitive spot on David’s wrist as well. “It’s definitely one I’ll never forget. But how do you two feel? This sniff this was your first time with someone else. Some people in your situation feel awkward or jealous or sniff weirdly unsettled afterward. Whatever you feel is valid, but I need to know.”
David wasn’t sure he could put his emotions into words, but he knew for sure he didn’t feel any of what Troy had just listed. With his free hand, he pulled a tissue out of the box and nestled it beneath Troy’s nose for him. Without even being prompted, Troy blew into it and tilted his head from one side to the other as David wiped his nose dry, as if they’d done it a million times before and it was the most normal thing in the world.
“I feel amazing,” Lucas said. “Being in the middle like that… I mean, I’ve seen my fair share of porn, but I’d never imagined it would feel like that. The mechanics were a little tricky and awkward at first, but once we had the rhythm down, fuck, man. That was incredible. The sensations in my body and your arm tight around me from behind and my love in front of me, moaning for more of my cock. I couldn’t have asked for anything hotter.”
“Until I sneezed on your back.”
“Yeah, well… you didn’t hear me complaining about that, did you?” On the contrary, Lucas’ orgasm had struck just a second later. That had been a marvelous coincidence.
“David, how about you?” Troy squeezed David’s hand again. “How are you feeling about all this?”
David ran his tongue over his lips to wet them. He could use one of the bottles of water from the minifridge, but his own discomfort alone could not have moved him from this bed or out of this position. He thought about how he felt, trying to choose words that might come close to describing the overwhelming pleasure and satisfaction coursing through him right now. The way things just felt right, like everything had fit into place so easily and had felt so good. “Mostly…” he said finally. “Mostly disappointed it’s over already. There were moments during that when I didn’t want those feelings to ever end… but of course they had to.”
Troy let out a deep breath and coughed a few times afterward. “So… what I’m hearing… is that you both wouldn’t be opposed to a second round?”
David’s body should have been far too tired to react to those words. Yet he still felt his cock twitch and a rush travel through him, arousal tingling dully but pleasantly throughout this body. “Give me a little while to recover and get some water, then I’m yours.”
“Same,” Lucas said. “And water sounds great. Gotta replenish those fluids.”
At that, David immediately dropped Troy’s hand and hauled himself up out of bed. There were four bottles of water still in the fridge, and they only needed two. Troy coughed again. They only needed three.
“Good. And cheers,” Troy said, taking the offered bottle of water and scooting over so David could take his turn snuggling up between the two men. “Because next time around, sniff! Sniff! SNIFF! I want to take my time and get to know every bit of your bodies intimately before I make you come.”
Lucas exhaled with a sort of half-moan. “Fuck yeah.”
“But first… sniff! David, can you help me with that nasal spray again?”
“Mmm, of course, baby. That decongestant’s probably starting to wear off. You’re not scheduled for another dose until 2am, though. So if you start feeling run down and sniffly again, you let me know. We can stop this any time you need to.” David turned to the side a little and kissed Lucas’ temple. “While I go help Troy clear his nose, would you see if you can find a soccer match on TV for us to watch for a little bit?”
