Chapter 7
7
Bailey
We make it back to my house and into my bedroom in what has to be a world-record-setting time.
I'm sure someone folded up the blanket, and I have a vague recollection of helping Duke pack the food and his delicious iced tea back into the picnic basket, but we scurried back from that hike so fast I wouldn't be surprised if I chafe between my legs tomorrow morning.
Although, hopefully, that's not the only sensation I'll have down there tomorrow.
The three of us are kneeling on my bed, clothes have come off, and I'm taking turns passionately kissing each of my men.
Yes, my men .
Too soon?
If you asked an outside observer, I'm sure they'd likely say yes. But no one knows what's in my heart except for me. And even though I've been led down the wrong path when it comes to love before, this time I know it's different because it feels different.
I pull back from Stellan and find Duke's mouth again, loving the change from Stellan's intense, frenetic kisses to Duke's longer, deeper, more sensual style. Stellan nibbles along my collarbone as I kiss Duke.
I'm gripping two of the biggest cocks I have ever seen in my hands, salivating at the thought of letting these two sexy, powerful men have their way with me. Stellan is smooth just like I am, with one prominent vein running along the side of his massive cock, while Duke has a neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair. His dick is just as long as Stellan's but so girthy I can barely curl my fingers all the way around it.
I am in for something awesome with these two, I know I am. I've always been ashamed of my sexual desires. And despite doing everything I could to enjoy sex—focusing on my partner, trying new positions—deep down I was never left truly satisfied.
A part of me always craved more. And felt bad about it. Like there was something wrong with me. Like, if most people are okay with being with one person, why did I need more? Was I deficient in some way…or just a slut?
With Duke and Stellan, I know I can be my greedy, cock-hungry self and they won't judge me for it. And perhaps finally, for the first time in my life, I'll truly be satisfied. I mean, if they could make me black out from a blowjob and eating my ass, what's going to happen when they're both inside me? My hole twitches just thinking about all the delicious possibilities they have in store.
"I know you shouldn't say stuff in the throes of passion"—I pull back slightly, my eyes flicking between the two men as I talk—"but I just want to say this real quick. I really like you both, and I really hope that this is the beginning of something real, something more than just what we're about to do."
Stellan sweeps the backs of his fingers against my cheek. "We feel the same way, baby. Don't we, Duke?"
Duke nods, his eyes darkening. "We do. You already mean a lot to us. We just want to make sure we're moving at a pace that's right for you."
"Thank you. I appreciate that." I kiss each man on his cheek, giving their cocks a squeeze at the same time. "Now, enough talking. I want to see my men in action."
* * *
Duke
"My men."
I hear those words from Bailey's mouth, and my composure breaks, like a hockey stick shattering on the ice.
Lord knows I've been doing everything I can to restrain Stellan. Not that it's had much impact. He raced over to Bailey so quickly when he pulled up yesterday, he got there before the guy had the chance to get out of his car.
I want Bailey as much as he does, but I need to know Bailey wants this, too. And that he's ready. And with the fire in his eyes and the hungry tugs he's been treating our cocks to—and now with what he just said—I know he wants us as much as we want him. And in the same way, too. As something more than just fuckbuddies. As something real.
"You've never done this before, have you?" I double-check because even though he told us a threesome was his ultimate fantasy, he never confirmed whether or not he's taken part in one. He shakes his head. I sweep my hand down his soft torso. "All right, then. I want you to know you're in safe hands. Whatever you want, you just tell us, baby, and we'll do it. And if you ever get overwhelmed?—"
"Or pass out," Stellan supplies with a grin, and Bailey chuckles.
"You let us know."
"Thank you." Bailey bites his lip pensively and hesitates for a moment before saying, "I've always felt bad that sex didn't satisfy me. Not all the way, at least. Not like how I think you'll both be able to." His hazel eyes dart from me to Stellan and back to me again, his voice barely above a whisper as he shares his deepest, darkest thoughts. "My body is yours to use however you want it. I can take whatever you give me, just please, give it to me ."
His words go straight to my cock…and to my heart. Stellan and I have always wanted to find someone we can be completely ourselves with, someone we can let our urges to be dominant yet caring come out, and by god, I think we've struck gold with Bailey.
"We got you, baby," Stellan says, drawing Bailey in for a kiss, and while they make out, I crawl around behind Bailey, lower onto my back, and pull myself under him, bringing his ass right onto my face. I let his weight settle over me, savoring his sweaty, musky aroma. Don't know why scent turns me on so much, but after a sweaty workout, I love nothing more than getting a whiff of Stellan's pits. Everyone's got their freaky shit, and I guess this is mine.
After inhaling Bailey until his aroma is burned into my senses, I start lapping at his hole. After a few minutes, he shifts. I pop my head out to see him going down on Stellan.
This.
This right here is heaven on earth. It's what we've waited all these years for.
I eat Bailey's ass, working one, then two, and finally three fingers in, using nothing but sweat and saliva.
"Need supplies," I murmur, hating to break the moment, but we're going to need lube.
Bailey stops gorging on Stellan's cock. "Top drawer," he whispers hoarsely.
Stellan shuffles over, opens the drawer, and throws the bottle on the bed. "Listen, Bailey. We haven't had sex with anyone else in years so we're all good on that side of things."
Bailey looks between Stellan and me, his face flushed, eyes bright. "I'm on PrEP," he informs us. "Got tested last week when I was in town. I'm all good, too. I don't need condoms. If you guys are cool with going bare?"
"Yeah." I grin. "We're good with bare. Come here, baby." I crook my finger, and Bailey spins around to kiss me, igniting a fire deep in my core.
While we make out, Stellan pops open the lube and works a finger into Bailey's hole. "Nice," he mutters, smiling proudly. "You got our boy nice and loose."
"Oh, god." Bailey trembles in my arms.
I cradle his face in my hands. "You like that? Being called loose?"
"Fuck yeah."
I hook my fingers under his chin, forcing him to stare at me as I ask, "You want to be our little slut?"
"Oh, god, yessss. Please. I need it."
Just when I think he can't get any hotter, it turns out he's sluttier than I'd hoped he would be.
"In that case, suck my cock, baby," I instruct, and Bailey immediately lowers himself, grabbing it around the base. I lightly smack his hand away. "Nuh-uh. That's cheating. Use your mouth only."
His eyes light up. "Fuck yeah."
He opens his mouth, looking like he's about to inhale my shaft, when I reach my hand out in front of his face to block him. "Slowly. Inch by inch."
"Got it."
He takes me in his mouth and pushes down. I pull him off me. "Slower. I want you to feel every single one of my inches stretch out the inside of your mouth. You hear me?"
He nods. "I am so turned on right now."
I smile. "I am, too, baby. Now make me proud."
With my encouragement, he goes again, this time taking my cock as slowly as I requested, so slowly it borders on agonizing. Stellan and I have waited years for this moment, and I'm determined to savor every last second of it.
When Bailey reaches his limit and starts to gag, I slide my index fingers past his lips and hook his mouth open wide. "Fuck, you look hot. So open."
With me holding him like that, he's able to gobble down even more of my cock until the tip of his nose meets the peaks of my pubic hair.
"Speaking of open," Stellans rasps. He's been working on Bailey's ass. "I've got four fingers inside him."
"That's a nice stretch. Isn't it, Bailey?"
With his mouth stretched to maximum capacity around my dick, Bailey makes the only sound he's capable of. A strangled moan fills the room, tugging at my balls and threatening to make me come way too soon.
I glance over at Stellan and ask, "What do you say we give our beautiful baby a fuck he'll never forget?"
A carnal smile descends on his lips. "I was just thinking the same thing."
Stellan
"Take your time, baby," I whisper. "Go at a pace that feels right for you."
Duke and I are lying on our backs, legs crossed over each other as I keep our dicks in place with my hands. Bailey is on his knees in the middle, about to sink down onto us. Once we're inside him, we'll be able to reach his back and chest and hold him in place while we fuck him. But this beginning part is important. Most guys struggle taking just one of our monster cocks. Bailey insisted on taking us both at the same time.
I want him to be in control, easing himself onto us as slowly as Duke was making him take his cock. Fuck, that was hot. I love seeing that dominant side of Duke, and what was even better was that Bailey obeyed, slipping into sub mode like he was made for it.
Because he is.
He's meant to be who he is, and he's meant to be with us.
He lowers down until the heads of our cocks line up against his stretched-out hole. I've opened him up as much as I can, but still, he grimaces as he pushes down lower.
"Relax, baby. There’s no need to rush," Duke says to him.
Bailey maneuvers some more. The heat and tightness engulfing my cock sends sparks of heat up and down my spine, and as soon as he's within reach, Duke and I take hold of his back and chest to stabilize him.
All I care about is Bailey and making sure he's comfortable and okay. I don't pay any attention to the tight press of our cocks in his channel as he continues dropping lower, lower, lower .
"Oh my godddd!" he hollers when he finally bottoms out.
I've never seen Duke's eyes so wide as he stares at Bailey in disbelief. "You did it," he whispers. "You've taken us both."
I'm in shock, too. Like, seriously, how is he taking both of our cocks? Duke's alone is practically as thick as my forearm. That thing low-key terrifies me.
Bailey turns from left to right with a massive smile on his face, like he's proud of his achievement. Which he rightfully deserves to be. "I've done my part. Now you guys do yours."
Safe in the knowledge that Bailey is okay, I finally allow myself to focus on the vise-like grip on my cock and the friction of Duke's girthy cock rubbing against mine as we begin to rock our hips.
It takes us a few moments to align our timing, but when we do, the harmony is like an oasis of pleasure. Bailey adds a little bounce to it, bobbing on our cocks as we lift further and further into his tight channel. Well, what was his tight channel. But judging by his greedy moans, it doesn't seem like our baby minds us ruining him.
I intensify my thrusting. Duke notices and does the same. Then Bailey picks up on it and lifts himself higher before coming down with more force on our combined cocks. The pace increases, the sounds of skin slapping on skin fill the room, and the pressure in my balls reaches boiling point.
"I want you guys to come inside me," Bailey pants, looking like the dirtiest little angel. "I want to feel it."
"Okay," Duke grunts, pistoning his hips harder. "I'm almost there. Stellan?"
"Yep. Almost there, too." Working together, it only takes a few more seconds before I cry out, "Fuck. I'm coming."
"Me, too," Duke grinds out. "Oh, shiiit!" His face contorts as he releases a guttural yell. My cock explodes, and my whole body quakes as the most intense orgasm of my life rolls through me, intensified by the sensation of warm liquid filling the impossibly cramped space I'm sharing with Duke.
"Oh, god, that's so good," Bailey cries, still bouncing up and down on us. "I can feel it. I can feel your loads inside of me." The triumph in his voice spurs me on, and I wring out the last of my release.
When Duke lets out his final grunt, and we're both drained to the last drop, Bailey slowly lifts himself off us and spins around on his hands and knees on the bed. "Can I do something really wild?" he asks, and we both nod.
He could ask us anything right now and we'd agree to it.
"Of course, baby," I reply, wiping the sweat off my forehead.
He shuffles over toward Duke and sticks his ass over his furry chest. He then closes his eyes and steadies his breathing. I'm so fixated on his face I miss what's happening lower, only catching the final spurts of our joint load squirting from his ass onto Duke's chest and stomach.
Bailey then spins around, lowers, and smears his face through the load, wearing the biggest smile I've ever seen in my life. Duke looks at me, his eyes shining with a mix of awe and exhilaration I've never seen before. He opens his mouth as if to say something but can't get any words out.
I slide my fingers into Bailey's hair and gently lift him off Duke. He looks crazed and delirious, and I know we've unlocked something truly magical with him. "You're so fucking beautiful right now," I say, staring in wonder at his cum-covered face.
He closes his eyes, and when I peer down his body, he's furiously jerking himself off. With a groan, his hips buck, and he comes, releasing his load onto the mattress.
And with that, our filthy baby is finally spent, and we collapse into a sweaty, cummy pile together.
Bailey
"I've always felt like there was something wrong with me," I explain, lying on the bed between Stellan and Duke, all three of us completely naked and spent. I'm so happy I feel like I'm floating on air.
"Why?" Duke asks, stroking me with a warm, damp cloth. He's already cleaned me up, but it's so soothing I asked if he could keep doing it.
"Because no matter how hard I tried, sex just didn't fulfill me. I wanted it to. I wished it would. But something was always lacking."
Stellan nibbles at my ear. "Was something lacking tonight?"
"Fuck, no. You guys were incredible, and I?—"
"You were something else," Stellan says with a growly edge to his voice. "How you were able to take us both, the incredible way your body was able to accommodate us, how wild and sexy you looked pushing out then scooping up our loads, that'll stay with me forever."
"Was it…okay?" I ask, tensing, suddenly a little self-conscious. I have no idea where that last part came from. I just got so caught up in the moment. I wasn't even thinking. Normally I don't even like to swallow, but I was overcome by this crazy need to savor their cum.
"Oh, baby." Duke presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. "It was more than okay. You can be however you like with us. We'll never judge you for anything."
"Thank you. That means so much." I exhale, relieved. "I feel like… I feel like I've finally found the men I was meant to be with."
"You have, baby," Stellan says, shifting to his side, wrapping an arm around Duke and pressing both their bodies into mine. I feel so safe, so cocooned, so…loved. "The three of us are meant to be together. I feel it."
I curl into Duke's warm body, nuzzling my face into his furry chest, which reverberates when he says, "I feel it, too."
My eyelids grow heavy, and I have the words right there on the tip of my tongue. But before I can get them out, sleep takes me away.
But they know. My men know.
I feel it, too.