Chapter 4 Andrew
Andrew
What are we doing?
It’s so wrong, but the fact all three of us are doing it together somehow makes it feel right. The taste of Nate’s stomach and his lavender scent feels really, really right. And the sound of my two brothers kissing is music to my ears.
Nate’s dick is hard through his boxers. My mouth waters to taste him. I’ve given a few blowjobs in my lifetime—a couple guys from our old high school—but never to my brother. Never have I craved a dick so badly in all my life.
His hips lift when I nuzzle my nose against the fabric, inhaling the smell of him.
Nate is just as eager for me to put my mouth on him.
Hooking my fingers into his boxers, I slide them down his thighs, shivering at the soft slapping sound of his dick smacking his stomach.
He lets out a whimper as soon as my tongue finds his hard flesh.
Dex’s resounding groan as he devours Nate’s mouth drives me wild.
I grip Nate’s cock and find the tip, running my tongue through the saltiness that leaks there.
“You taste good,” I murmur. “Dex, can I taste you too?”
“Y-Yes,” Dex stammers between kisses. “Please.”
I abandon Nate’s cock to find my other brother in the dark.
He lifts his ass, assisting me, as I pull down his shorts.
His musk is more of a fresh, clean, soapy scent now since he recently showered.
It makes me wonder if he tastes different than our brother.
Gripping his shaft, I lick the tip. They taste the same.
This makes me smile. Dex groans when I pull away to seek out Nate's dick once more in the dark.
Nate's fingers find my head and he caresses me tenderly.
I run my tongue down the length of Nate's shaft and then kiss my way back to the tip.
His moan is empowering as I take him into my mouth.
He bucks his hips up like he doesn't have control over his own body, which makes me gag as his cock presses the back of my throat.
"I'm sorry," Nate chokes out.
I pull off and kiss the tip. "I'm not."
This time, when I go after Dex's dick again, I keep Nate entertained with my hand.
Dex's heavy grunts are so fucking hot. My own cock is leaking in my boxers, wishing for one of my brothers to suck me down too.
In due time. I hope. I allow myself to fantasize a future where Dex would lube up his fat dick and fuck me like he did Seth.
But it would mean something. It would mean.
...everything. Filthy images of my dick inside Nate while Dex drives into me nearly have me coming.
I'm bouncing back and forth between my two brothers' dicks, drawing them closer and closer to the edge.
Nate is the first to come with the softest gasp of shock.
I greedily gulp his seed down, loving the bitter taste of him.
Once he's done, I kiss his stomach and then move to finish off Dex.
When he comes, it's a battle cry with my name mixed in with a curse word.
I've barely swallowed down all of his cum before he roughly drags me up toward him and Nate.
My brother easily manhandles me so that I'm facing Nate.
Nate's mouth finds mine, tasting the lingering cum on my tongue.
"Lick," Dex growls, shoving his finger between our tongues.
Nate and I lick his calloused digit, breathing heavily. Once it's good and wet, he pulls it away. His hand pushes into the back of my boxers, the slick finger rubbing along my crack.
"Take his boxers off," Dex commands to Nate.
Nate jerks at the material and when he pulls them down far enough, I kick out of them, eager to see where Dex takes this.
Nate grabs my thigh, pulling it over his hip, and then grips my throbbing dick.
Dex's lips are on the back of my neck and shoulder as his wet finger probes at my asshole.
I'm completely dizzied by the pleasure I'm feeling from how Nate kisses my mouth in a starved, desperate manner as he jacks me off to the way Dex eases his finger inside my tight body and bites down on my shoulder as he does it.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
All it takes is a few strokes of Dex's finger inside me, rubbing against my prostate, for me to come without warning, soaking Nate's hand. My heart hammers in my chest, pounding so hard I can barely hear over the sound of it echoing inside my ears.
Silence falls on the three of us. I wonder for a split second if they'll regret what we've done. None of us speak and I think maybe they're worried about the same thing.
"Is everyone okay?" Dex asks, his voice hoarse.
His finger is still in my ass and I feel boneless. Hell yes I'm okay.
"Perfectly great," I rasp out as Nate murmurs, "Yessss."
We all chuckle. Dex eases his finger out of me and gives my ass a playful smack.
"I'll grab something to clean us up with," Dex says before climbing off our bed.
Our bed.
We have a fucking bed.
I'm so consumed by emotions that I'm suddenly unable to speak.
My eyes burn and tears well on my lids before sliding down my cheeks.
The trailer rattles with Dex's heavy footsteps.
He turns the hall light on and leaves it on when he returns with a towel.
I squeeze my eyes shut because I can't let them see me cry.
Nate's fingers find my hair and he kisses my wet cheek.
"You're not okay," he whispers.
The bed dips down and Dex prowls over me, a frown marring his face. "Andy?"
"I'm fine," I assure them. "I'm just happy. This bed and..." I trail off. They know the and. The and is us.
Dex cleans me up and then crowds me from behind. "I love you both, but..."
It's wrong.
It's sick.
It's illegal.
"No one can know," he finishes. "They can't know about what we do."
Not what we did.
What we do.
In our bed. Together. Every damn night.
"I'm not telling anyone," I vow.
"Me neither," Nate agrees.
We tangle our legs together, our bodies melding together. I bet we were inside Mom’s belly this way. All three of us smashed together, touching and rubbing.
"Why does this feel so right?" Nate asks, voicing my own question.
"I don't know," I whisper, "but I like it."
"Same," Dex says. "I want...I want to do more."
"Right now?" Nate and I both blurt out at the same time, making all three of us chuckle.
"Not right this second," Dex growls, squeezing us both to him. "You sucked me dry. I have to recover. But, yeah, I want to do more." He pauses. "I want to be inside you, Andy. And however you'll have me, Nate. I just need you both."
We grow quiet, letting Nate consider his words. After what Dad did to him for all those years, he may not be able to do some things.
"I don't know," Nate murmurs, his voice cracking. "I want to, but I'm scared."
"We'd never hurt you," I practically snarl. "We love you."
Nate snuggles closer, his lips pressing to mine. "I know. I'm still scared."
"You can watch if that's all you can do," Dex assures him. "Or one of us could suck you off. You can still be a part of it without having do...that." Penetration.
"I've never felt so alive and happy and free," I tell them. "Even if this is all we're given, I'm happy."
"Because you're in the middle," Nate complains. "The middle is the best spot."
I pretend to snore, so they won't kick me out of the coveted spot, making them both laugh.
They don't kick me out, though. My brothers cling to me like I might get snatched out of this bed in the middle of the night. I'm not sure how this will all play out in the future, but right now, it feels pretty damn good.