Chapter Six
ARIC WAS a mess.
So far he’d unpacked Brick’s duffel, filled the laundry hamper, and made room in the closet for Seth’s things—until he realized Seth didn’t have anything other than the clothes on his back. And while their sizes weren’t too dissimilar, his clothes would fit Seth like a second skin.
He’d also showered—twice—taking special pains to make sure one region of his anatomy was squeaky clean, because hey, he lived in hope.
Brick chuckled. “We’ll go shopping tomorrow, okay? Seth can have whatever he wants.”
Aric rolled his eyes. “Be warned, Seth. Letting this man loose with a credit card? Fatal.” Brick had taken Aric on a shopping spree when he’d first arrived in Homer Glen.
Brick’s wallet—and his closet—were still in recovery.
“I don’t want to think about shopping, not when I have something far more important on my mind.” Seth crooked his finger. “Come here, kitty.”
Aric’s heartbeat raced as he walked over to him, drinking in the sight of Seth’s lean frame—too lean, to be honest—his toned upper arms, the brown hair swept back like it always was, those dark brown eyes that had the power to melt him into a puddle of goo….
From the moment Aric had realized boys revved his engine rather than girls, and had taken his first tentative glances at porn, he’d known one thing for sure.
He was a bottom.
Porn had proved useful in one aspect—well, several, if he were honest. It had shown him being a bottom was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact he secretly believed bottoms had more fun. And once he’d met Seth, something else became obvious.
Seth might be a force of nature, but he was a bottom too.
Okay, so they’d never done more than kiss and indulge in some very hasty, very secret mutual masturbation in the camp, but he’d seen inside Seth’s head, and that left him in no doubt as to whose dick would be going where no man’s had gone before.
That would be Brick’s.
The same Brick who was staring at them as if they’d just walked into his life.
I get that. We’re finally together, but damn, we came the long way around.
You okay?
Aric knew where Brick was headed. Let’s say I’m getting there. He didn’t want to think about Fielding—not that he’d ever forget him—but this was a time for being with his mates.
He chuckled. Who am I kidding? This is all about handing in my V card.
Aric had waited long enough. They all had. “So what comes next?” Aric asked.
“Me, I hope,” Seth quipped. “Or both of us simultaneously, if it can be arranged.” His eyes twinkled. “Except I don’t think Brick’s cock can be in two places at once, so we might have to draw straws.”
“Wanna watch you undress each other.” Brick sat on the bed, then patted the comforter. “On here, boys.”
Seth grinned. “If we’re going to give you a show, there’d better be some audience participation.”
Aric glanced at Brick’s crotch. “I think that’s a given.” He knelt on the bed, and Seth joined him, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. He leaned in, his forehead meeting Seth’s. “Missed you,” he whispered.
Seth kissed him, only this time it wasn’t a fleeting embrace but a long, sensual connection that made him hot and cold at the same time.
Their movements were clumsy as clothing was discarded, punctuated by frequent kisses, as though neither of them could bear to be parted for more than a couple of seconds.
And as each new area of Seth’s bare skin was revealed, Aric kissed and stroked it, reacquainting himself with Seth’s familiar scent, the feel of warm, smooth flesh beneath his fingertips.
Neither of them made any effort to remove their underwear, and that felt right.
We’re in no rush. They’d waited this long, right?
“Fuck, you two are cute. ”
Aric turned his head and lowered his gaze. He swore Brick was even bigger. He stretched out his hand and gave Brick’s bulge a gentle stroke. “What have you got in there? A puppy?”
Brick laughed. “Why don’t you find out?”
Seth shuffled on his knees across the bed, unfastened Brick’s pants, and cupped the cotton-covered erection that lay like a thick steel rod, pointing toward Brick’s hip. Seth gazed up at him. “Okay, so not a puppy—an anaconda.”
Brick pushed his pants down to his knees, then overbalanced as he tried to remove them. Aric caught him, laughing.
“I know we’ve waited a while for this, but please, don’t spoil it now by falling off the bed and breaking something.”
Brick got rid of his clothing, leaving his briefs in place, and Aric couldn’t stop staring at his crotch, the fabric stretched tight, hiding nothing.
Then Brick reached into his underwear and adjusted himself, and now his cock jutted toward them, barely contained by the garment that pulled away from his body, revealing his balls.
“Can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about this moment.” Brick’s husky voice sent a shiver down Aric’s spine. “I’ve dreamed of seeing your eyes widen, your mouths open… your bodies taking me in completely.”
Seth moved closer, bent down, and kissed the head of Brick’s cock.
Brick’s shiver of anticipation was adorable.
Then Aric froze. “I think it’s only just dawned on me. Me and Seth, we’re both virgins—but then so are you when it comes to sex with guys.”
“Why do you think I’ve been dreaming about this? And now you’re both here—” Brick chuckled. “—I don’t know where to start.”
“I do.” Seth cupped Brick’s cheek and kissed him.
Aric followed Seth’s lead and joined them, molding his body against Brick’s, one hand on Brick’s neck, the other on Seth’s, the three of them joined in a single kiss.
That long, solid bulge in Brick’s briefs kept tugging at Aric’s concentration, however, pulling his gaze lower.
Brick laughed. “For God’s sake, just touch it. I want to feel your hands on me.”
Aric traced the stony length, his fingers straying to the edge where Brick’s balls were attempting an escape.
He couldn’t resist. Aric pulled aside the cotton to release Brick’s sac, holding it in his palm, testing the weight of the heavy balls, rolling them through his fingers.
Then he leaned in and kissed one of them.
“Take it in your mouth,” Brick whispered. “Suck on it.”
Aric’s mouth watered. He was conscious of Seth mouthing Brick’s shaft through his briefs, low moans of pleasure tumbling from Brick’s lips, growing in volume as Aric sucked first one heavy orb, then the other, dragging his tongue over the wrinkled skin.
Brick raised his dick with two fingers, holding it against his firm lower belly, his balls bifurcated by the fabric pulled tight. “Can you fit them both in your mouth?”
As if Aric could resist a challenge like that. He grinned. “Watch me.” Then he took them both, and Brick cupped the back of his head, drawing him in until his mouth was so full.
His reward when he pulled free was Brick’s kiss, a sensual, lingering embrace.
You did good.
Aric’s chest was about to burst with pride.
“Can I take it out?” Seth pleaded.
Brick slid his fingers under the waistband and eased the cotton briefs lower, revealing his long, thick shaft an inch at a time before removing the garment and tossing it to the floor. Seth curled his hand around its girth, and Aric kissed the wide head, flicking his tongue over the slit.
Brick’s gasp told him his instincts were on the money.
“Need to get you both ready for me,” he ground out.
A moment later, Aric was kneeling between them on the bed, Seth in front of him, his lips around Aric’s dick, and Brick behind him, his tongue in Aric’s hole.
“Oh my God, that feels amazing. Where did you learn to do this?” Aric demanded.
“Been doing a bit of research,” Brick admitted.
Seth snorted. “That means porn, right?”
“Porn?” he gasped, in what was obviously a show of offense that didn’t fool Aric for a nanosecond.
“I would never .” Brick bit his lip. “Well, not much.” Seth gave him a pointed stare, and he sighed.
“Okay, I might have maxed out one credit card, but that was it.” He kissed them both again.
“And I have to tell you, being here with you? Nothing I saw was sexier than that. ”
Any comment Aric might have been about to add was swept away in the wave of pleasure that crashed into him when Brick renewed his efforts.
He only knew the double assault on his senses was making him harder than he’d ever been, and he was torn between sliding his cock deeper into Seth’s warm mouth and pushing back to get more of that talented tongue.
Brick broke off from his explorations of Aric’s hole. “Spread your cheeks for me.”
Aric reached back, pulled his cheeks apart, and was rewarded when Brick reapplied himself to his task with even more vigor. Their mental connection heightened every sensation, however, and Seth’s obvious enjoyment sent Aric’s need soaring.
Then it was Aric’s turn to get his first taste of Brick’s cock, and while he couldn’t fit the whole thing in his mouth, he made a valiant effort. Brick moaned into Seth’s kiss while Aric bobbed his head with enthusiasm, loving the thoughts that Brick couldn’t hide.
“Can I be first?” Seth blurted.
Aric was fine with that. He wanted a ringside seat while Brick claimed Seth’s hole for the first time. He loved the little noises Seth made when Brick kissed him, sliding his hands into Seth’s briefs and squeezing his asscheeks.
“Gods, I wanna be in there,” Brick announced in a hoarse voice. “Get on all fours, knees wide apart.” Seth did as instructed, and Brick knelt behind him, pulling his briefs down and revealing his crack. He glanced at Aric. “Get the lube. It’s in the nightstand drawer.”
Aric had the tube in his hands mere seconds later.
Brick spread Seth’s cheeks and gazed at his hole. “So the best way to get you ready? Is this.” And then he dove, pressing his face into Seth’s crease, pulling his cheeks apart.