Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“Adan!” Charlie yelled. He flailed his hands around before he finally held on to Adan’s hair. His chest was heaving, mouth open, and then he turned his head and stared at me. “Scotty?” he said, his voice barely coming out as he held his shaking hand out.
I stumbled over to them, stood behind Adan, and leaned forward, taking Charlie’s mouth in a rough kiss. My dick was still sticking out my open pants, so Charlie grabbed it and started pulling and caressing. It was the first time I’d felt his touch in years and it almost brought me to my knees.
We kissed each other sloppily, licking and tasting. I took his nipples between my fingers and squeezed them, making his back arch and his eyes fly open. All the while, I felt Adan’s head bumping against my leg as he bobbed up and down, sucking Charlie off. I heard his moans, the distinctive slurping sounds that came with what he was doing, and the slide of his palm over his own dick.
Charlie came first, stretching his neck and shouting.
I pushed my dick through his fist one last time and yelled out, “Ah! Ah! Ah!” as I pulsed over and over again.
Between us, I could hear Adan’s muffled cries letting me know he came as he swallowed down Charlie’s offering.
It seemed to last forever—the sounds, the scents, the pleasure—but it was over way too soon. Charlie and I crumpled to the floor, and the three of us stayed there, tangled together, touching and kissing whatever parts of each other we could reach.
“Love you,” Charlie said tiredly.
Both of us moved to kiss him. It was strange at first, three mouths connecting when I’d been used to two. But it didn’t take long for us to find the right angles and then we were joined together in a new way, melding our lips and tongues and mouths.
“This floor’s hard,” I said eventually. “Let’s get in bed.”
“’Kay.” Charlie let out a loud breath. “I think we need a shower first, though. We’re all sweaty and sticky.”
Adan nuzzled Charlie’s neck and caressed my balls, which he had been cupping. “We’re going to get you sweaty and sticky all over again once we go to bed, baby.”
“But think of all the fun we can have getting him cleaned up,” I reminded Adan as I massaged his thigh.
“Excellent point.”
Adan stood up, fastened his pants, and reached a hand down to each of us, then pulled us to our feet.
“I don’t think my legs work,” Charlie said as he leaned against me. “I’m all wobbly from that orgasm.”
Adan smirked. “Good one, was it?”
Charlie rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Good job.”
“Hey, now,” Adan said. “Don’t mock the mouth that sucks you.”
I shook my head at their antics as I did up my pants, then swooped Charlie up into my arms.
He threw his hands around my neck and asked, “What’re you doing?”
“Carrying you into the shower. I want to make sure you get your strength back.” I kissed his cheek. “I have a lot of plans for tonight, and we’re just getting started.”
“Plans?” Charlie said.
“Uh-huh.” I moved the hand cupping his butt so my thumb slid between his muscular globes. “Plans.”
“Oh God.” Charlie dropped his forehead on my shoulder. “I’ve been dreaming about you fucking me for years, Scotty.”
I almost stumbled. “Me too, baby. And tonight we’re going to turn that dream into a memory.”
We walked into the bathroom and started shedding clothes.
“So how’s it work between you two?” Charlie asked. He stepped out of his pants and stripped off his shirt.
“What do you mean?” Adan said.
I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature.
“Well, you only top,” Charlie said to Adan. “I already know that. So Scotty’s versatile, is that it?”
“I bottom with him sometimes,” Adan replied.
I turned around in time to see Charlie’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “Huh. I didn’t see that coming.”
“Yeah, well, neither did I.” Adan shrugged. “But I love Scott, so we made it work. He does the same for me.”
“He does the same….” Charlie straightened his posture. “Wait. Let me make sure I’m getting this.” He pointed at each of us. “Neither of you likes to bottom?”
“It’s fine,” I said.
At the same time, Adan said, “It’s okay.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He waved his hand dismissively. “But as far as what you like, you’re tops? Both of you?”
I wasn’t sure where Charlie was going with that question, so I looked at Adan worriedly. He chewed on his bottom lip and darted his gaze toward me, raising his eyebrows. I knew he was thinking the same things I was.
We were terrified Charlie would think we only wanted him around because we couldn’t fulfill each other sexually, which wasn’t true. Adan and I had always had a good sex life. Neither of us would say it was perfect; we were both honest enough to admit that. But we’d never wanted an open relationship, never wanted to bring some guy into our bedroom just so we could fuck him. What we wanted was Charlie in every aspect of our lives, bedroom included. But the key to that was Charlie—he was who we wanted. Not a third. Charlie.