Chapter Eighteen
Cliff
From there, things swung into action. Like…
faster than I’d dreamed they could. One minute, we were hanging out and having snacks; the next we were kissing.
First Brax and Edwin, then Edwin and I, then Brax and I.
It was incredible to kiss each of them but maybe a little better even to watch them kiss one another.
Having gone into this not knowing how I’d relate to two men at once, I’d expected maybe a little jealousy or some other negative reaction, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Rather, I wanted to encourage them to continue.
As their breathing grew harsh, and their arms tightened around one another, I nudged them gently into the bedroom.
Would it be the two of them making love this first time while I was a spectator? Maybe…did they want that? Then they broke apart, panting, and turned to face me. “We need to undress Daddy Cliff,” Brax said, and Edwin reached for my shirt. No, it would not just be the two of them.
They helped me out of my clothes before I turned to them to do the same, unwrapping the gifts they were until we were all naked and tumbling onto the bed.
Exploring these two men became my whole focus, and any residual awkwardness flowed away like a river toward the sea.
They were beautiful, handsome, and moved with a grace I could only envy.
Brax and I had been together many times, of course, so it seemed natural that we both turned our attention to Edwin after a few minutes.
He lay on his back while we caressed him and kissed his cheeks, his nose, his ears, took turns kissing his lips.
I had not known how this would go. There were other triads at Chained, but we’d never discussed the mechanics either physical or emotional of their private times together. We had to figure this out on our own.
Wanting all of us involved the first time, I guided Brax to straddle Edwin’s shoulders, the other little propped up just enough to make it easy for him to feed his cock to our new third.
It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, Edwin licking slow circles around the head before parting his lips wider, Brax stroking his hair and adjusting the angle to make it more comfortable as he slow-fucked Edwin’s mouth.
I found a condom in the bedside table and a tube of lube.
Rolling the condom on, I squeezed a dollop of lube onto my finger and slicked up the condom.
Then I reached for Edwin’s hand and closed it around his own cock before beginning to prepare him for me.
A slippery finger toyed with his hole while I spoke to him about how hot he was and some of the more important things like how kind.
Caring. And tight. When I’d managed to get one finger in to the second knuckle, I started on another, scissoring them both, stretching him enough that he wouldn’t be in pain—or at least not for long.
My cock throbbed, and the sight of Edwin sucking on Brax’s cock, his hand fisting and squeezing his own dick, had me on the brink of coming before I even got inside him.
And it was difficult, even after the stretching, but I managed to ease past the tight muscle ring.
He grunted, and I paused, allowing him to adjust to my girth.
Their scents, aftershave, light perspiration, pheromones… intoxicating in the extreme.
We fell into a rhythm, smooth, slow at first and speeding up together, as if we’d done this a hundred times before, except with the excitement of the first time.
I gripped Edwin’s thighs, watched Brax’s body move, and held back as long as I could.
Which was not nearly long enough. Just as I thought I was going to spill first and maybe disappoint three men, Brax cried out and Edwin’s cum spurted onto my belly.
No need to wait. Thank the goddess. I let go and came, filling the condom and shuddering in reaction.
I hunched over them, all of us breathing hard, glistening with sweat, and my heart hammering in my ears.
As soon as I came down enough, I eased out of Edwin and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom, returning with warm washcloths to clean my men.
We would need a shower, but that would likely lead to more lovemaking, which I at least needed to wait a little bit for. My knees were wobbly as it was.
But I stroked the clothes over their skin and when I’d done the best I could, I lay between them and put an arm around each. They rested their cheeks on my chest and we all fell asleep. For a while…