Chapter Five #2
Niall stepped back and led Trevor over to his platform bed. Matt followed, and the three of them sat on the edge.
“I understand, Trevor, that you don’t have the same faith as I do about why we were brought together, but that’s okay.
Unlike Matt, I’ve never experienced a physical three-way.
So in how the sex will play out, you and I are on the same page.
My question to you is, why should there be boundaries for our relationship?
If we hold ourselves to certain expectations, then we not only create a false situation, but we may miss out on some elemental part of who we become. ”
Matt placed his hand on Trevor’s knee. “I may have experienced plenty of threesomes in my life, but I never had a connection to those men. It was an enjoyable way of getting off, pure and simple. I’m as nervous as you are about the complexities of what we’re attempting.
Each of us will have insecurities we must face, both individually and as a group, but as long as we don’t hide what’s troubling us, then we can move forward. ”
“Okay, so in the spirit of honesty, I need to tell you, Matt, that you being a psychiatrist kinda freaks me out. You have the background knowledge and training to understand the human condition that neither Niall nor I have to draw from. That puts you one step ahead of the game, so to speak.”
“Believe me when I say that having the knowledge and implementing the skills are two very different aspects. I’ve seen marriages and partnerships of my colleagues fall apart just as often as I’ve seen it with people who come to me off the street. I’ll have to work just as hard as both of you.”
“Perhaps Matt will have to work harder, because he’ll have to remember that neither of us will recognize the undercurrents of a particular situation,” Niall added.
Trevor heaved out a deep breath. “As much as my body really wants to get it on with the two of you tonight, my brain is awfully wrung out. I’m not trying to be a tease, but do either of you think we could put off the sexcapades until tomorrow or something?”
Niall leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Trevor’s lips then tilted up to do the same for Matt. “Will the two of you stay with me tonight?” He looked back at the expanse of the mattress. “It would be nice to have you here, in my bed. Our bed, if we let it be so.”
“I’m not sure that I’m ready to think of this as our bed yet, but it is very nice and the two of you did promise to keep me warm.”
Niall lifted the edge of Trevor’s sweater, revealing his smooth stomach.
Ever since his and Trevor’s kiss in the club, Niall had been dreaming of how it would feel to hold Trevor in his arms for real.
The younger man was an exact match to the vision in his dream.
As much as he’d trusted Matt’s intuition, Niall couldn’t help but feel both relief and exhilaration when his eyes met Trevor’s sky blue ones across the interior of the bar.
Tonight, Niall would finally experience the intended use of this bed. Not simply as an empty plane where he marked the passage of time until he found his soul mates, but as a haven where the individual strands of their essence could weave the tapestry that would tell their story for all the ages.
Sex would be only a small part of their lives. Niall had no problem waiting as long as his men didn’t run away.
Niall’s hands skimmed across the smooth skin of Trevor’s chest. When Trevor lifted his arms, Matt took the garment from Niall’s hands.
They removed the soft navy sweater and tossed it toward the chair sitting over by the windows.
Trevor reclined on his elbows on the mattress.
Niall took a few moments to stare at Trevor’s bared torso.
Lightly corded muscles danced beneath the surface of Trevor’s skin.
Small, light brown nipples puckered in the open air.
Niall wanted to lean down and suck on the treats, but they’d promised Trevor no funny business.
Niall couldn’t stop his hand as it smoothed down Trevor’s stomach.
When he got to what should have been the waistline of Trevor’s slacks, Niall instead found more smooth bare skin.
While Niall was busy cataloguing all the ways he wanted to pleasure Trevor, Matt had pressed on with the campaign to get Trevor naked.
Niall’s hand encountered Trevor’s semi-hard cock.
Trevor’s head fell back, and a moan rumbled from his chest.
Niall lightly gripped Trevor’s cock, and bright blue eyes shot open to meet his gaze. Niall fell into their prism of desire. Trevor’s chest heaved as his breathing increased.
“I’m suddenly feeling a lot less tired. Do you think we could…”
A becoming blush infused Trevor’s cheeks.
Niall smiled and looked to his side to find Matt.
Finding nobody there, Niall twisted to locate their other lover.
Every thought in his brain flew out the window when he found Matt standing directly behind him, completely naked.
Niall stood so he could get a better view, and as one he and Trevor both whispered, “Holy god. "
Six foot four inches of thick muscle and light olive skin stood before them.
Niall had never seen a man outside a magazine with such peaks, valleys, ripples, and bulges.
He imagined tracing his tongue along the veins in Matt’s biceps and letting the rough hairs of Matt’s lightly furred chest scratch his skin.
Niall loved hair on a man’s body since his own was naturally smooth.
Not hair of gorillaistic proportions, but a nice small patch on the chest and crotch to touch and taste was ideal.
Niall loved to rub against the hair on his lover’s arms and legs under the sheets.
Matt’s cock lay long between his muscled quads. It showed signs of waking, and Niall wanted to drop to the floor and suck it between his lips. He knew it would be a perfect fit, not too thick or too skinny.
“Looks like you’re the only one still over-dressed for this party,” Matt said.
Niall got to work unbuttoning his shirt.
He stripped the material from his body and tossed his shirt near where Trevor’s sweater lay on the floor.
His hands reached for the button of his slacks.
Niall unfastened the closure and let article of clothing fall to the floor.
He stepped out of the puddle of fabric, thankful that he’d removed his socks and shoes when they entered the condo.
He held out his arms and stepped back so he could see both his men.
“Well?”
Matt walked over, and once again placed a soft kiss on his scars.
Matt’s hands ran up and down Niall’s arms, then his fingers stalled over Niall’s left biceps where the tattoo of a large paw was inked into his skin.
Inside the paw was an image of a wolf’s face.
The amber eyes of the wolf glowed from beneath his flesh.
The Mohegans were known as the people of the wolf, and Niall had gotten the tattoo at eighteen to honor his nation and family.
Matt strolled around Niall. One of Matt’s arms wrapped over Niall’s shoulder and rested on his chest. The other arm slipped around Niall’s waist, and pulled him back into the hardness of Matt’s body.
Niall felt Matt’s arousal at the base of his spine and couldn’t resist pushing back into the strong column with a little moan.
“What do you think, Trevor? Will he do?” Matt asked.
Niall opened his eyes to see Trevor had slid up the bed and now rested against the pillows and short padded leather headboard. Trevor’s pale skin seemed ethereal against the dark chocolate brown damask sheets. Trevor’s hand gripped his cock and Niall watched it stroke the long, thin stalk.
“The two of you are fucking hot. Now get your asses over here,” he growled.
Niall climbed onto the bed and moved up over Trevor’s slim body.
Their bodies slid together, and Trevor arched up into Niall, wrapping his arms around Niall’s neck and spreading his legs.
Niall locked his lips against Trevor’s, his tongue thrust inside to mate with Trevor’s own.
The mattress shifted beneath Niall’s knees, and Matt’s hands grabbed his ass.
Niall’s cock rubbed against the soft flesh of Trevor’s inner thigh.
Firm hands separated his butt cheeks and slick warmth glided across his hole. Niall moaned into Trevor’s mouth.
The experience of having one man in his arms and another stimulating his backside was exhilarating. It was hot. It made him want to fuck. Niall longed to feel Matt and Trevor’s sweat mingling with his own on his skin.
Niall’s lips traveled down Trevor’s neck. He nibbled at the arch of flesh between Trevor’s shoulder and the base of his neck. Trevor’s hands gripped Niall’s back, the short blunt nails digging into the skin.
Trevor’s cock was rock hard and thrust against Niall’s stomach. Trevor’s hand dug into Niall’s hair and gripped the long strands, pulling his head up and to the side. Sharp teeth dug into his earlobe at the exact moment Matt’s tongue speared into the ring guarding his entrance.
“Ah!” he wailed.
“You like Matt’s tongue shoved inside your ass?” Trevor spoke into Niall’s ear with enough volume for it to carry down to Matt. “You should see it from my perspective. His large hands have you spread open. His dark head is buried deep, rutting like a pig in heat.”
Niall grabbed one of Trevor’s nipples and twisted the hard nub. “Oh god, yes. More, Niall, please. More. Touch my cock, I’m dying down here.”
Niall used his free arm and did as ordered. The first feel of Trevor in his fist caused the younger man to cry out, and Trevor’s back bowed up from the bed, which caused Niall to buck up and unfortunately disconnected Matt’s tongue from his ass.
“Where are your lube and condoms?” Matt growled.
“Right side table drawer,” Niall panted.