Chapter 26 JOE
Chapter twenty-six
JOE
All three of us together felt great. These were men I cared so much about, and I had been wanting to get us together since Dusty and Gentry reunited. Now we were here in my cottage with a good bottle of tequila.
“Let’s do one more, then we can show Dusty your pictures,” I said to both of them, but looked at Gentry.
“You took pictures?” Dusty asked. “I want to see. Is your laptop in here?”
I nodded.
Dusty was bouncing, then he grabbed the bottle and glasses, and headed toward the living room. “I wanna see.” He whined a little and giggled.
Gentry grabbed the limes and salt, while I got plates and silverware.
Dusty looked excited. “You sit between us, Joe.”
I grabbed my laptop, then sat between them.
Both of their bodies against mine at the same time took my breath away.
Pulling up the pictures, I clicked on the folder, and it opened to a picture of me on top of Gentry, clearly thrusting against him.
It was one of the photos the camera with a timer took.
The looks on our faces were pure ecstasy.
“Oh. Shit. Sorry.” I went to close it, glancing at Gentry.
“No,” Dusty said as he put his hand over mine, which kept me from closing it. “You two look fucking hot together.”
Gentry squeezed my thigh, giving me support silently.
“Can I see another one?” When he asked, I immediately got aroused, and I had no idea how to respond.
“Uhh.” I looked to Gentry again, unsure what to do.
Dusty’s hand was already on mine, and he took the liberty of navigating to another picture in the folder. “Oh my god.” He whispered. Unashamed, he adjusted himself, his eyes never leaving the screen. “Sorry, it hurt.”
Dusty and Gentry were staring at each other, sharing something that I wasn’t privy to. It was obvious these two had a way of communicating that I wasn’t part of.
“I need another shot I croaked out.” The second one burned as it went down, but it soothed me a little bit.
It was a bit awkward sitting with them both, but not uncomfortable. As I looked at both men, I could see their pupils were blown. My own cock was straining, and since I knew these guys well, I was sure theirs were too.
“One more,” Gentry said. "But I have an idea. Pour the drinks and get the limes.”
I noticed we were using the double shot glasses, which meant we were four shots in on empty stomachs. There was a knock on the door.
“Shit.” I stood up and went to get our dinner. When I got back to the living room, they pulled me back down between them, and they were grinning at each other.
“Okay. Here is what we are doing. You lick Dusty’s neck, Dusty licks mine, and I lick yours, then salt the place we lick.” I raised my eyebrow at him. “Then you take your lime from the lips of the opposite person.”
With four shots in my body, my mouth was running the show. “I like this idea a lot.”
Gentry leaned over and tilted my neck to one side, licking it long and slow, then sprinkled salt on the damp area.
I then turned to Dusty, my tongue on his skin, hot and clean, taking my time, I left a long stripe, making sure I didn’t displace the salt on my neck.
After I sprinkled the salt on, I watched as Dusty licked up Gentry’s neck.
We picked up the shot glasses, and Gentry swallowed his.
He sucked on my neck, removing the salt while I held back a moan.
He took a long time, and I knew he left a mark.
He then turned to Dusty, who held a lime between his lips.
He bit the lime, and their tongues slipped against one another.
I was throbbing and was surprised. I felt overwhelming arousal and not jealousy, even though it was clear they had a special bond.
After they kissed for a few moments, I did the same as Gentry had done, knowing I left a mark on Dusty’s neck, he didn’t hold back his moan.
And when I turned to take the lime, I could feel a burst of liquid slip from the head of my cock.
Then took the lime from Gentry, my tongue seeking his. Holy shit.
As I watched Dusty suck on Gentry’s neck, I had to rub the palm of my hand on my shaft. I didn’t expect to be turned on by watching them, but I was painfully hard. Dusty leaned over me to get to Gentry, and I could feel him solid in his jeans.
I saw Dusty and Gentry smile at each other. It was hard to separate my lust for them from the guilt I felt for being between them. They really did look good together.
The food soaked up some of the alcohol, but we were all still buzzed, enjoying the company of people who were most important to us.
“Can I see more pictures?” Dusty looked at me. He was giving me puppy dog eyes that I couldn’t resist, but it wasn’t only my decision. He lay on our laps, his body over me, his head on Gentry’s thighs.
He looked up at Gentry. “Pleeaaaaase, Jacob.”
Gentry looked down at Dusty, smiling softly. “You know I can’t deny you anything.”
There was a feeling deep down that I couldn’t place, but my desire to touch one of them was distracting.
This situation was amazing and fun, but if I touched one of them, I would be getting between them.
Doing that seemed wrong, but I had a lot of tequila in my bloodstream. That was tomorrow Joe’s problem.
“I know that’s why we are besties.” He looked at me, “You know what, you are my bestie now tooooo.” Dusty was clearly feeling the alcohol, and it made him pretty adorable. I couldn’t deny him either.
“Oh, I get to see naughty pictures. We should show him our naughty pictures.” He said, smiling at me, then at Gentry.
He looked at me happily. I swear, if he could, he would bounce, but instead, he got more comfortable across our laps. I looked at Gentry, and I knew we were both thinking about how cute Dusty was right now.
“I think I would enjoy seeing those pictures,” Gentry looked at me and raised his eyebrow.
The crazy part of all this was that I was edging myself, and it felt like it was about to get worse before better.
Somehow, Dusty was now sitting on my lap, and I was snuggled against Gentry’s side.
Dusty wiggled some more, getting himself comfortable, in the process rubbing against my already solid cock.
“We are in a cuddle puddle, aren’t we, Jacob?” Dusty smiled and looked at us both. “You should call him Jacob, Joe, it’s what I call him, and then it’s our thing.” He waved his hand around the three of us. “Now bring on the porn.”
“Would you prefer I call you Jacob?” I looked at my lover.
“Having only you and Dusty use my given name would be nice.”
“I can do that, Jacob.” I leaned to kiss him, then stopped myself. That would be too much. Disappointment washed over his face, then quickly disappeared.
I pulled up the pictures that Jacob and I had done together.
“You two are so sexy together, it makes me horny.” He rubbed himself through his jeans. Dusty, being completely relaxed and silly, was a side of him I wanted to spend more time with. Was he more comfortable with Jacob than with me? Is that why I don’t normally see this side of him?
Am I ruining their love story?
“Can I see your pictures now?” Jacob’s deep voice was in my ear, startling me out of my thoughts. Finding the folder, I opened one of the ones Dusty and I had taken.
“Fuck.” Jacob said under his breath.
His eyes were locked on the picture of Dusty and me having sex.
“More, please.” His voice was rough, clearly aroused. Both sets of photos included me. My body shuddered as we looked at more shots. There was no doubt I loved being intimate with each of them, but they were also more than just the sex. They had become my friends.
Dusty managed to pour each of us another shot. “I’m not moving, so everyone suck on someone then go to someone else for the kiiiiiiiiisssssssssses.” We licked salt from necks, then shared limes. Our tongues tangled with each other.
“As the middle of the cuddle puddle, I should get a kiss from both of you.” Dusty declared—no salt or lime to be had.
Neither Jacob nor I could deny Dusty’s request, so we took turns kissing him, then returned to each other.
All of the kissing made me leak in my jeans, and my cock ached to the point I could no longer adjust myself for comfort.
I rubbed myself to ease some of the pressure, but we’d been edging for hours now.
Jacob and Joe were in the same situation, and something needed to be done about it because we were all going to have blue balls. Joe lay on top of us, and the buzz under my skin was persistent, so I started a slide show of all the pictures of us.
I had already decided I was going to walk away from them. Coming between them wasn’t good for any of us. But we could have tonight. And I, we, needed relief.
“I have an idea.”
They both looked at me. Jacob tried to shuffle and adjust, clearly solid behind his zipper.
Using Bluetooth, I brought the slide show up on the television.
The solo shots were mixed with the couple shots, which began cycling across the screen.
I don’t know where I found the courage, but I leaned back, unbuttoned my pants, and unzipped them.
Watching their eyes blow out completely was exciting, and they didn’t need to be told what the assignment was.
Both of them followed my lead, pulling their pants down so they had access to their throbbing cocks.
I didn’t know who to look at first. Both of them were beautiful, beads of precum at the tips; they were different shapes and sizes, but I knew how they tasted, and it sent electric currents racing through my body. I started to shake with excitement.
“You are both so gorgeous,” Jacob muttered from beside me. Without discussion, we kept our hands to ourselves, but we couldn’t keep from looking, watching.
Dusty pulled his balls forward and stroked himself from base to tip slowly. Using his thumb, he ran over the tip, then rubbed up and down the V.
“Fuck. You two are so hot.” Dusty said, his eyes looking back and forth.
Jacob and I followed his lead. The skin on my shaft was hot and smooth. As I moved my hand up and down, the roughness of my palm on the sensitive skin helped ease my ache. Looking up, I saw a picture of Jacob spread out on the rugs, his body fully on display.
I was flooded with memories of my tongue on those abs, as I slipped down to his hard cock where I licked a long stripe up its length.
“Ngh.”
I looked over, and Jacob’s eyes were closed while his hand ran up and down his shaft.
The pleasure in his face was one more thing that turned me on.
When I looked toward Dusty, he was looking at my cock intently.
He reached over and squeezed my thigh. The contact lit a fire that I felt throughout my body.
“Oh, fuck.” Dusty’s mouth was slightly open, and he was pushing hard into his hand. He reached out and grabbed my arm. I watched him intently as he started to pulse, and when I saw the first white stripe, I lost control and let my climax take over.
“Shit. Dammit.” Jacob said from the other side of me, and when I looked his way, he was arching into his release, which made me shudder. It was an incredibly erotic moment, and I was sharing it with men I felt so strongly for—maybe I could convince myself it wasn’t love.
I pulled off my T-shirt and wiped my hands, then handed it to the other men. We all had that blissed-out look, leaning our heads on each other.
“That was amazing,” Jacob said from next to me.
“Mmmhmmm,” Dusty said, cuddling more.
“Cuddle puddle,” I said and giggled. They both nodded their heads, and we all shuffled, getting comfortable. “That was really good. Ten-ten, I approve.”
I stopped the slide show and yawned. It felt good to be here with them. I would miss them when I let them find their forever, but for now, I would enjoy the time we had together.
This was new territory for me. Jacob was supposed to spend the night, but we hadn’t planned on Dusty being here.
“Hey, can I crash on the couch?” Dusty asked, then continued. “It’s cool if you two sleep in the bed, but I don’t think I should be driving.”
I had to agree, I would feel better if he were here overnight. “I don’t mind.”
“I’m going to go get ready for bed, then be back. I’ll let you two say good night.” Jacob gave me a smile and touched my arm, then walked toward my bedroom.
I took the opportunity to pull Dusty into my arms and gave him a soft kiss. “I’m going to miss you while we are gone.”
I realized then this would be the last time we would be together.
“You mean so much to me, and I am so glad to have had this with you.” We kissed a few more times until I heard the bathroom door open.
“Sleep well, I’ll see you in the morning.
” I walked down the hall and let Jacob and Dusty have time.
When I was done in the bathroom, Jacob was in my bed, and I climbed in next to him. He rolled on top of me and kissed me deeply. “Thank you for tonight. It was wonderful being all together, and I am glad I got to see Dusty before he left town.”
“You mean a lot to me.” He kissed me again. “Roll on your side.” I did as asked, and he pulled me tight against him, then kissed the side of my head. “Good night, gorgeous.”
I knew it should feel weird to have one of my lovers in my bed and the other on my couch, but it didn’t. I liked that we were all together in one place.
When I got up the next morning, I felt disappointed when both of them had left for work. At least I wasn’t going to have to say goodbye to Dusty again.
Before starting my day, I went to a travel site and booked a ten-day vacation in San Diego. There were three weeks between the dude ranch and the DRACO tour. I knew I could talk to Arthur and arrange for me to do the photos without spending time alone with Dusty.
Once I got my confirmation, I looked at my ticket. We returned from the ranch on Thursday evening, then I flew out at 7:00 a.m. on Friday.
I went back to cleaning up and getting ready for my day.