Their Little House Colter (Five Little Roommates #1)

Chapter Twenty

Ari

Little time was as amazing as it could possibly be, but then…as if we’d agreed on it, it was over and the heat between us sizzled. I had thought the whole night would be little time, and had planned accordingly, but who was I to argue when the two sexiest men I’d ever met wanted to have big time?

As host, it was my job to make their evening everything they could want. And it didn’t hurt that when I came out of the kitchen with a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies, they sprawled on either end of the sofa looking…different somehow. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Their mindset had changed, which was great, and mine was quick to follow.

“I think I want to be big now,” Colter said.

I looked down at him.

“Parts of me are getting big,” he explained, pointing to where his erection was growing. “And I thought maybe we could have some big time together.”

“Ah, I see. And, Dallas, how do you feel about that?”

Dallas moved the stuffie from his lap. “Same problem.”

I smiled. “I guess it’s time to change the night a little bit.”

I could hardly wait.

Good thing I didn’t have to.

I’d always let the little in my life guide when they needed that part of them to come out, and I’d wondered how that would go when it was not one but two littles. Turned out, at least for tonight, they were in synch.

“Wow.” I set the cookie plate down on the coffee table and swallowed hard. “I guess these can wait.”

Colter nodded. “We’re hungry for something else, first.”

“Not that we won’t devour them, after,” Dallas added. “Because they look delicious.”

“You look delicious,” I blurted. Out of daddy mode, I was just a man in love…and in awe of the two who lay before me. If they looked amazing clothed—and they did—I expected they’d be twenty times hotter naked. Most people looked better with their clothes on. For these two, covering up would be a crime. Although, I might have to kill anyone who ogled them. Wow. Jealousy was not my thing.

“Sit with us…Daddy?” Colter asked in a soft voice.

“Please?” Dallas added, patting the sofa cushion between them.

That element would always be there, but in a very different way now. We were not one big and two littles but three men, and it was all new to me. But if they were calling me daddy…they expected that I would know what to do. Step up, Daddy. Show these two men a good time. Geez, no pressure.

But the thought had taken some of that pressure off, and I plopped down between them, reaching out an arm to each to bring them in for a hug and a kiss. Their faces tipped up, and my lips moved over their eyes, cheeks, and finally to their warm, soft lips that parted under mine. After I’d kissed each of them thoroughly, I raised my head and guided theirs together for a kiss all their own. My heart was thumping hard, my mind racing. I didn’t have a plan, but did I need one?

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I suggested when they parted, breathing hard. “Where we have more room.”

I didn’t have to ask them twice. They hopped up and reached for my hands, tugging me behind them down the hallway. I didn’t mind, being every bit as eager as they seemed to be. My cock jutted straight out in front of me like a divining rod, but I didn’t need it to tell me where to go or where it wanted to be.

Their clothes lay scattered along our path.

We tumbled onto the bed like a puppy pile, all warm skin and groping hands. I couldn’t get enough of them, enough of their skin and lips and fingers and toes and learning every inch of their bodies. There was no reason to think I wouldn’t have lots of time in the future for this, but try to tell that to my brain and cock, both of whom had strong opinions about what was going on at the moment.

Dallas rolled onto his back, and Colter straddled his shoulders, the sound of licking and sucking nearly making me come before I could even grab a condom from the nightstand and roll it over my throbbing cock. Lube was next, my fingers shaking as I coated the condom and went to work preparing Colter’s needy hole. His groan interrupted the sucking as I breached the ring of muscles and filled him, balls deep. Waiting for him to adjust took every ounce of self-control I had, but when he bucked his hips, I took it as the demand it was and began a rhythm of in and out that had my eyes rolling back in my head. He shook beneath me, and I reached between us to stroke him, wanting to bring him along with the rest of us to fulfillment. It was going to be a challenge to make sure everyone had a good time, and maybe some days it wouldn’t work out like that, but this time? Our first time together? We were making a memory, imprinting on one another, and I wanted every bit of the ecstasy we could have.

As Dallas’ hips jerked back and forward, and he gripped Colter’s ears, lifting his head and groaned, I took it as a sign and gave Colter’s cock a firm squeeze, my cum spurting into the condom in his hot, tight channel. After a long, frozen moment where nobody breathed, Dallas fell to the side, bringing me with him, and I carefully withdrew from his body, gripping the base of the condom because nobody wanted a condom left behind in them.

We needed a long rest after that, maybe an hour, before we woke to try more configurations. And then again before dawn… Any worries I’d had about how three would work in the bedroom evaporated with the morning dew.