21
TOBY
I checked all the places on the main floor Grizzly might have gone in the clubhouse and didn’t find him.
Libby was with a few of the old ladies in the kitchen, my sister being one of them, giving a recount of how it went seeing her sister for the first time in almost ten years.
The ladies were engrossed in the story and didn’t notice me poking my head in. Whatever. My concern was for Grizz.
Fractured, stressed, overwhelmed Grizz.
My Grizzly.
I went upstairs to his room, and knocked softly on the door. “It’s me,” I said in a low voice so nobody else would hear me. After a brief pause, I heard movement. He was probably debating whether or not to let me in.
As the door crept open, relief rushed through me. If he hadn’t invited me in, we might have had our first argument. Everyone in the clubhouse would have heard because I wouldn’t have let Grizzly shut me out. He needed me, he just might not have admitted it to himself yet.
“I don’t know what to do.” He dropped onto the edge of his bed and braced his elbows on his thighs, hanging his head.
My chest ached, seeing him so distraught. But he didn’t need to be alone in his agony. His plight was my plight. We could conquer anything and everything together.
“What do you want to do?” I sat next to him and cupped the back of his neck. He was so tense. I worked his tight muscles, massaging down to his shoulders. The guy was the most tightly wound person on the planet.
“I want to blink and it will all be over.”
“What will all be over?” Surely not his life.
If Grizzly was suicidal and not wanting to live anymore because of me, I’d be devastated.
I never imagined being with me and Libby would affect him so deeply, but I should have.
Why else would he have kept his feelings and desires to himself all this time? How could I have been so damn ignorant?
He seemed to grow tenser as I touched him. Then just as quickly, he relaxed into my hands, fully surrendering to me.
“For the world to know about us. All three of us.” He turned his face toward mine. His gaze lowered to my lips and he licked his as if wetting them before he kissed me.
“What do you need, baby?” I asked him, sensing what he needed was me and the affection I could give him.
Last night, after Libby went into the bathroom, Grizz and I were finally alone together. We weren’t ready to be finished with each other. We still wanted more, so I’d gone down on him. He’d squirmed and appeared unsure, but as Libby had said, once he let his guard down, he was all in.
“I just want to live my life without any judgement.”
“You know life doesn’t work that way.” I wouldn’t sugar coat anything for him. Being gay wasn’t an easy path for some… For many. And what we wanted would get even more judgment.
“Why not? Why is it anyone’s business who I sleep with?” Frustration flashed on his handsome face.
“It’s not, Grizz.” I pressed my hands against his cheeks and stared deep into his brown depths. “What we do is nobody’s business, but that’s not how things work and you know it. What you can do is own your decisions and preferences. Stand up for who and what you want. I’ll be right by your side.”
Again, his gaze lingered on my lips. “I want to kiss you.”
“Then kiss me.”
He considered me a long second. I almost thought he’d shy away, but he didn’t.
Grizzly captured my lips and slowly pushed me onto my back, covering me with his body. Immediately, I grew hard, wanting so much more than kissing.
It was a universal thing I’d discovered being bisexual, that we in the LGBTQ+ community were highly sexual beings. Intimacy had been at the forefront of every person’s mind that I’d met around the world. We enjoyed sex immensely. Craved it. Worshiped it. Sometimes obsessed over it.
I didn’t know if it was right or wrong and I honestly didn’t care. People didn’t have to like me, but most did, women and men alike.
Grizzly ground his hardening length against mine as we devoured each other. Little whimpers echoed in his throat. His whole body shook as if he were trying to hold back his response to me.
“Let go, Grizz. Don’t hold back, my handsome, sexy man.”
My words seemed to comfort him. The shaking stopped and he locked our fingers together and raised my hands above my head. He straddled my hips and bucked against me, working us both up. I’d surely come if we continued for much longer.
Except, I didn’t want to do this in my clothes.
First off, it would be very messy.
And secondly, why should we stay clothed? I needed to feel his skin against mine. His cum on me and his sweat mixing with mine.
Ultimately, I wanted nothing between us, ever .
With that very thought, I flipped us over, putting Grizz under me.
“I want all of you,” I told him in a demanding tone. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“Nobody owns me.” That was right. I’d forgotten he liked to be dominated. Libby had told me, and it had slipped my mind.
“Are you sure about that, baby?” I pinned him harder against the bed, and rubbed my iron cock firmly against his. “Sure you can resist me? Sure I don’t own every inch of you?”
His eyes went wide and dark with desire.
I captured his bottom lip between my teeth and set a steady rhythm on top of him.
Goddamn, he turned me on like no other man had before.
I wanted to tear his clothes off his lean body and lick every inch of him.
Suck his hot, sweaty skin into my mouth and finish him off with the blowjob of his life, then I’d bend him over and pound into his ass.
“Give me the words, Grizzly. Tell me what I want to hear.”
A soft whimper bubbled in his throat, making his Adam’s apple bob. His hands glided over my butt and he gripped my ass cheeks. He writhed under me, silently begging for a release.
But I wouldn’t give it to him until he gave me the words I wanted to hear.
I bit down on his lip, then thrust my tongue into his mouth, tonguing him the way I did Libby’s pussy. Stealing the air from his lungs. Showing him who was in control.
“You know you want to surrender to me.” I swiped my tongue across his face. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you? Choke on your cock like last night?”
“God, yes. I want all that.”
“Then give me the words, sweetheart.”
“I’m just. I’m just. I’m just so,” he stuttered and shook his head, tears pooling in his eyes. “I’m just afraid once I release the words, I’ll lose you after finally getting you.”
“Oh, my beautiful prince.” I softly peppered kisses all over his face. “You’ll never lose me. Never.”
“Do you promise?”
“I promise.” I tugged his T-shirt up and over his head. I kissed down his neck and across his chest. “I promise.” I repeated the vow as I moved down his body and removed his pants.
He watched me with wild eyes as I took my own clothes off. Our erections seemed to reach for the other, like a magnetic force bringing us together. The pull to him was so fierce, like nothing I’d experienced before with another person.
Since day one of meeting Grizzly, we clicked. It was as if our souls had known each other in another life. The more time we’d spent together, I’d realized my feelings weren’t purely physical, but deeply emotional.
“Take me from behind,” he whispered, then reached into his bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. “I’m yours, Toby. Show me how you own me.”
Fuuuck…
Grizzly tossed the bottle my way and turned onto his stomach. Rising up on all fours, he presented his backside like a private invitation only meant for me.
“You’re so incredibly sexy, Grizz.” I rubbed my hands against his ass cheeks and kissed them. “So handsome and sexy. But you must know, once I have your ass, you’ll always be mine.”
“I only want to be yours.”
“What about Libby?” Asking about her might ruin the moment and change the trajectory of what I believed our future together would be like, but I had to ask.
All this time, I believed we’d be a threesome, and I wasn’t about to cut her out of the arrangement.
“What about her?” He pressed his bottom against my dick. “She’s not here.”
“No, but you still want her, don’t you?” Now he was making me nervous. Had I demanded too much during our foreplay?
Actually, it really wasn’t foreplay. My demands to hear him admit he belonged to me had been real. I didn’t want Grizzly to be with another man, but he could be with Libby all he wanted.
“That should go without saying.” He shook his head with a smile. “Libby owns my heart. She’s the one person I have trusted from the beginning, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have room for you in my heart as well.”
Phew, that was a relief!
“Good.” I popped the cap open and squirted a line of lube along my cock and on the head, ready to get back to the business of fucking and owning this gorgeous man before me. “Because Libby is part of us.”
“Agreed.”
“Let’s spread these cheeks apart.” I nipped at his flesh with my teeth, then pressed into him. “Oh, Grizz!” I hadn’t meant to shout but he gave me hardly any resistance. The warmth of him was intoxicating. My eyes rolled back into my head as I pushed all the way inside him.
“Don’t go easy on me,” he gasped.
I opened my eyes and saw him fisting the linens on his bed. “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“You’re not. It’s a good kind of pressure.” He moved forward so I slid part way out, then he jolted back against my pelvis.
The motion ignited me. The sensations. The sounds. They all mixed together in a delicious cocktail of pleasure. I reached my hand around his waist and took his dick in my hand to get him off while I fucked him.
Grizzly moaned loud and proud, and it set me off.
I pounded into him without concern, trusting his assurance that I wasn’t hurting him. It wasn’t easy to jerk him off simultaneously, but I had great dexterity with my body. I could bend and twist in all sorts of challenging positions when I really wanted to.
Right now, I really, really wanted to give Grizzly the best sex of his life. Nothing felt as good in the ass than a real dick.