34. Hartley
34
HARTLEY
My dick led me out of Vail’s kitchen and upstairs to our home, more specifically, our bedroom. Thank fuck Ava wasn’t home because I didn’t think any of us were going to be quiet. Two of us buried inside Vail? I sent up a thank you to whatever deity was listening.
I was the first one naked, left to stare at the other two fully clothed. “How are you still dressed? Aren’t you as excited about this as I am?” It was going to be deliciously tight, and I couldn’t wait until I could bury myself inside Vail.
Vail started taking his clothes off while Jordan took a more leisurely route.
“I don’t know who you’re trying to fool,” I said to him. “You’re as hard as steel in those pants. They hide nothing.”
It was one of my favorite parts of them. They were the best when my men wore no underwear beneath them. With Ava in the house, that rarely happened. Jordan had on boxer briefs. I didn’t blame him, given he had to walk around the building.
He tsked. It was such an odd sound coming from him. “You’re impatient. ”
“And you’re home safe and sound, as is everyone else except Lane, who will be soon. I have a whole hell of a lot to celebrate and we’re going to do it with our dicks. Now get with the program.” Why did I sound like I should be coaching sports? I would be terrible at that job.
Grabbing the lube, I lay on the bed and figured it would be easier if Vail straddled me and I sank in first. Then Jordan could climb on from behind. But Jordan had other plans, of course.
Once I was nice and slicked up, Jordan told Vail to bend over the bed and started working him open. I propped myself up on my elbows, so I had a front row seat for Vail’s eyes slipping closed as he rocked on Jordan’s fingers.
“That’s it, baby,” Jordan praised. “Once I have you ready, I want you to lower yourself onto Hart while facing me. You’re going to lean back and brace yourself so I can enter you while you face me.”
Any other day I might have complained about not getting face time with Vail, but I just spent hours with him and Jordan didn’t. I’d give him this. I was generous like that.
Jordan pulled his fingers out and lightly tapped Vail on the ass. “Get into position. I’m going to work you open more while Hart’s buried in you.” A little bit of precum seeped out of the tip of my dick at his words. Jordan could read a legal document, and I’d get hard listening to him.
My hands went to Vail’s hips to guide him down. Dear god, he was so damn hot. He was made for us. Every part of him called to Jordan and me. When I was younger, I knew. I crushed on him because there was something special about him. Plus, he was beautiful. Now, I got to have Vail like I’d always dreamed of, only it was better because I knew him as an adult, and he knew me the same. Add in Jordan and it was perfect. My teenage self would have lived in a permanent state of arousal had I known this was where I would end up. I would have come morning, noon, and night.
Jordan climbed onto the bed. I felt the mattress dip more than saw him. I couldn’t see a thing past Vail’s muscular back. The way his arms flexed and the muscles in his back did the same, I would have licked him if I could have.
“That’s it,” Jordan whispered. “Now lean back while supporting yourself. I want a view of your sexy hole.”
Vail did as Jordan asked. What I didn’t expect was to feel Jordan’s tongue glide over my dick to Vail’s ass. It sent a full body shiver through me.
“Oh my god, do that again,” I begged. When he didn’t, I whimpered.
The fucker had the balls to chuckle. “If I keep doing it, you’re going to come before I get inside Vail with you.”
“I have a good rebound rate. Let’s test it.” I was always up for multiple orgasms.
Then Jordan’s fingers were there, edging around my dick to push in alongside me. If Vail was going to be able to take both of us without us really hurting him, he had to be stretched properly. Thankfully, Jordan was doing it. While I wouldn’t ever want to hurt Vail, my patience was nonexistent right now. If it wasn’t for Vail’s weight on me, I would be fucking up into him like a crazed man.
Jordan took his time, running his fingers around Vail’s opening, giving a sinful glide against my dick. Why must he torture me?
“Please,” Vail panted. “I can’t take much more.”
“You can and will,” Jordan told him. “You’re going to take Hart and me like a fucking glove, wrapping yourself around us and holding us together where we’re meant to be.” Jordan said the words, telling Vail what he would do. We all knew if Vail couldn’t take the pain, we’d stop without a second thought.
After hours of Jordan stretching him—really minutes—Jordan finally positioned himself so he had the view and angle he wanted while holding Vail’s leg up.
“Are you ready?” he asked Vail.
“Yes, do it.”
“If it’s too much?—”
“I know dammit. Fucking get in me.”
Without another word, Jordan pressed the head of his dick to Vail’s hole, putting pressure against me in the process. He went slow as he pushed in, giving Vail precious moments to adjust. This was a different level of pain than when just one of us was buried deep in him.
By the time Jordan was fully inside, Vail’s body had tensed, and he was breathing heavy. He didn’t make one sound at the pain, but it was obvious this wasn’t easy on him. It was our job to make him feel good.
Since I couldn’t really move my hips, I brought my hands up to wrap around his chest and find his nipples. I tugged on them then pinched. A moan, soft as it was, crawled up Vail’s throat. Jordan captured Vail’s mouth with his own and kissed him while pulling out carefully and sliding back in. We could make Vail feel good from every angle.
After I tortured his nipples to the point Vail was moaning louder and louder, I brought my hands down to his hips again, this time moving them forward to find his dick and balls.
I was familiar with how these men tasted, how they moved during sex, and how beautiful their sounds were when they orgasmed. So, as I started a glide up and down Vail’s dick, I pictured some of my favorite times with him .
Bent over in the shower with his ass toward me and his mouth on Jordan’s dick while I fucked him.
On his back in bed, bent in half, his hole on display so I could slide home.
With my legs spread on either side of his head so I could feed my dick between his plush lips.
Image after image assailed me. With Jordan gliding against me, the tight heat of Vail’s ass, I was gone. Done. Obliterated. I came so hard, I curled toward Vail and cried out as I flooded his ass with cum. It went on and on, thanks to Jordan drawing it out.
When I regained my sense of awareness, the first noise that hit me was their panted breaths. I’d slowed my hand on Vail when I came but now that I was back to reality, I started it up again, pumping him faster. God, I wanted to hear them come. I wanted their moans and blissful releases. I wanted everything they had to give me.
Jordan came first with a harsh yell before leaning closer and no doubt digging his teeth into a part of Vail’s flesh like he often did. Jordan got so damn primal sometimes but others like tonight, he took care and put his own nature aside until the end so he could give Vail what he needed.
Jordan didn’t pull out of Vail once he was done. He stayed tucked inside along with me and moved over Vail, making him lean back to fully rest on me.
My hand was trapped between them but with enough room that I could still move it.
“Come for us, Vail,” Jordan moaned as he pushed his hips forward again. It sent a jolt through me, my dick stirring. How could it not when it was still partially buried in Vail’s tight heat ?
Vail moaned and thrashed his head from side to side. “I can’t…”
“You can,” I said. “We need to see it and feel it. We want you to squeeze us so damn good when you come.”
But no matter how many ways we tried; Vail didn’t come. He lay on me as tortured whimpers left his lips.
Jordan lifted and with careful ease, slid from Vail. My dick missed the snug fit immediately, but I was hard once more, so I started to lazily thrust into Vail, trying to pull him lower.
Planting his hand on the bed, Jordan leaned forward and put Vail’s dick between his lips, sucking him as far as he could.
“Fuck,” Vail panted. “Right there. Don’t stop, either of you.” I was already halfway to another orgasm. Vail was so slick and hot from our cum inside him. It was pure heaven, and I never wanted to leave him.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Vail chanted until his body drew up and he came with a long, low moan.
Jordan hummed around Vail’s dick, swallowing him down while I kept pumping my hips, trying to fly again. It took Jordan’s finger creeping in alongside my dick to send me over the edge a second time. My body shuddered at the intensity of the orgasm. If Vail hadn’t been on me, I would have bucked off the bed, unable to stop my body from reacting so strongly.
Eventually, Jordan collapsed to the bed beside us, helping Vail from my body, rolling him to his side as my dick slid free. I moved to my side as well and started lazily stroking my hand over Vail’s flank. We had to clean him and make sure he was okay. He’d no doubt hurt tomorrow, but I hoped the experience was worth it for him. That he got as much out of it as we did.
The connection we had only strengthened tonight. When I didn’t think it could get any better, it did. This was another step in pulling us together, bringing us as one to the most amazing climax then floating down so we could lie sated in bed together.
Vail’s body relaxed into the bed and his breath evened out. He’d been through a lot and was no doubt exhausted. We’d lie with him a little while longer before we wiped him clean and made sure he was well taken care of.
Jordan’s hand lifted from Vail to seek me out. I took it in mine and entwined our fingers. We were together, whole, happy, sated, and so in love with one another that nothing and no one could stand in our way or take us from each other.