Epilogue
Three months later…
Harvey
"Congratulations. This place is officially yours." The agent drops the keys into Jack's palm with a smile.
"Thanks." Jack beams and kisses Zak then me.
A week after I walked in on that prick threatening Jack in the men's room, he and Zak boarded their plane back to LA as planned. They had a business empire to run, people who depended on them, and responsibilities they couldn't just abandon because of me.
I understood that.
But, also as planned, they returned two weeks later, the three of us deciding to take a chance and see if we can make this magical thing that's sprung up between us work.
Spoiler: It can, has, does, and I hope, will for a very long time to come.
Jack is running their company remotely, and Zak is opening up a new studio in town and flying models and production in to shoot closer to home. Entirely fitting for FaceBros to be based in a town called Cumcircle, I think.
And me? I'm still pinching myself that these two incredible men are in my life.
I feel blessed and lucky beyond belief. I wouldn't say I was miserable before, but being with them I sure as heck realize what I'd been missing.
There's so much more to life than just getting by.
There's opening up and sharing vulnerable sides of yourself.
There's naked lakeside swims. There's sitting on a back porch, appreciating a sunset.
There's making new friends who accept you just as you are.
Being with Zak and Jack has given me an entirely new lease on life.
And the fact that they're so into me, my hulky frame not being an issue for them at all. In fact, every day they tell me how beautiful and strong and handsome I am, and every day, I believe them a little bit more.
On a sadder note, two months ago, Sutton suffered a bad fall. Thankfully, I was coming around to clean her gutters, so she wasn’t on the ground for too long. But it scared her into selling up and moving closer to her daughter in Minneapolis nonetheless.
That's when Jack came up with the idea of buying her place. That way, between the three of us, we own the last three houses on the street. Guaranteed privacy. Something all three of us cherish. And who knows? Maybe one day, we'll combine all three lots and build one gigantic house.
I'm trying not to get too far ahead of myself. It's still early days, even though it feels like I've known them both for so much longer than I have. Things couldn't be going any better, and I'm more than happy to go with the flow and milk this goodness for a long time to come.
"Well, I should leave you to it," the agent says.
Before he hops into his BMW convertible, he adds, "I've been holding off saying anything until now because professionalism, but I just want to thank you both.
" He glances over at Zak as he talks. "I'm a huge fan of your work, and my boyfriend really appreciates you helping me find and unleash my inner cumslut. "
Zak laughs good-naturedly. "Glad we could be of service."
"I wish you all many happy years here."
And with that, he speeds off.
"I had my doubts about him," I say, taking each of their hands in mine. "But he came through in the end."
"He sure did," Jack says, taking in his new house, a huge smile dancing on his lips. "I'm officially now a Cumcirclian. A Cumcirclite? Cumcircleon?"
I laugh and squeeze his hand without, hopefully, crushing it. "Your home is where you are. Where you both are."
We enter the house. It still feels like Sutton's place to me with faint furniture marks on the floor, but the bones are good. Thick beams, deep windows, and rooms that hold heat, something that will come in mighty handy in the winter. There’s plenty of work to do, but we also have plenty of time to figure all that out later.
"Welcome to the homeowner's club, Jackie boy," Zak says, spinning to face us, his eyes brimming with a mischief I know—and love—all too well. "Thoughts on christening this place now that it's officially yours?"
"I'd love that," Jack says, latching onto my hand and gesturing for Zak to come in closer so he can take hold of his, too. "But first, there's something I'd like to say."
Jack
With Zak’s and Harvey's hands in mine, and their eyes on me, I feel ready to share my truest feelings with them. I've been waiting for the right time to have this moment, but things have been so hectic recently in the lead-up to buying this place.
"These past few months have been completely unexpected…
in the best of ways. I feel so at peace and settled here in this beautiful, charming, amazingly named small town, as though I've lived here all my life.
It really feels like home. And I'm so happy with the new friends we've made, especially Bailey.
And after what happened at the bar with that prick, the way they all stepped up to make sure I was okay in the days and weeks that followed.
I know how much they care for me and accept me for who I am. And then there's you two…"
I turn to Zak. "We've known each other for so long. You're my best friend, my business partner in crime, and now, I'm so happy to say, my boyfriend, too."
I look up, taking in Harvey's chiseled face. "And you. Where have you been hiding all my life?"
"Not exactly capable of hiding at this height even if I tried, but okay," he says, and I smile.
"You're an amazing person. Thoughtful, kind, protective."
"Don't forget handsome and has a massive cock," Zak helpfully supplies.
I snort. "Yeah, I was getting to that part.
" I release Zak's hand because what I'm about to say I want to say directly to Harvey.
"When we first met, you made a comment that has stuck with me.
You said that you think of yourself as a freak of nature.
Well, you're wrong. You're not a freak of nature, you're a miracle of nature. "
A tear slides down Harvey's cheek, and I reach up to thumb it away.
"That means a lot. While we're clearing things up, there's something I need you to know.
There's nothing wrong with you or the career choices you've made, no matter what anyone says.
Do you hear me? You like what you like. And it's a good thing, for you both, that you're with someone who respects you and can handle it. Who loves handling it."
"Oh, Harvey. I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Uh, hello, usual center of attention feeling very left out over here." Zak stomps his foot and waves even though he's only a few inches away from us.
"Come 'ere," Harvey says, hauling him in for a three-way huddle. "I love you, too, Zak."
"Thank fuck. I mean, I love you, too." His eyes drift to me. "And I've secretly been in love with you for years."
"You have?"
"Yeah."
"So why did you set me up on those horrendous dates a few years ago?"
He sighs. "Hoped you finding someone might help me move on."
"Oh, Zak. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You had your boundaries, which I fully respected. We had a great thing, and I was happy being friends."
"But this is better?" I hedge.
A huge smile spreads across his face. "Waaaay better. And now that we've got the lovey-dovey stuff out of the way, are we ready to move on?"
"What did you have in mind?"
Zak walks over to the backpack he brought over with him and left by the door and turns it upside down. A massive dildo and a bottle of lube spill out of it.
"We've been talking about you two fucking me for a while now."
"Hard not to when you keep bringing it up daily," Harvey points out, bringing his giant paw to his face to mask his grin.
"I'm a hungry powerbottom," Zak cries out. "Jack's been deepthroating you for months, and I still haven't had the two men I love most in the world inside me at the same time. It's nothing short of a travesty."
"Call the UN," I mutter under my breath.
Harvey chuckles while Zak shakes his head like a powerbottom well and truly exasperated.
We made a deal, instigated by Harvey who has reservations about whether Zak can handle both of us at the same time, that if he could take the largest sex toy we could find online, then we'd know he's ready to handle us both.
Zak picks up the dildo that's so long he has to hold it still with both hands to save it from wobbling wildly.
"Last night, I took it up to here." He indicates where.
"Now, you are hung, Harvey, but that's a few inches longer than what you're packing.
And since I'm good at math, I calculated your combined girths.
This baby right here outmatches you there, too.
So…for the love of all that is good in this world… can my two boyfriends DP me? Please!"
Zak
I've always given credit where credit is due. Jack is the undisputed blowjob king, able to take all of Harvey's many, many inches all the way down to the base in a feat that deserves to be studied. Props to him for that.
But when it comes to anal sex, my ass can take it.
And as much as it warms my heart that Harvey is concerned about my well-being and being able to take them both at the same time, my hole knows what it wants.
And it wants the two men I love more than anyone in this universe to fuck me and fill me with their hot seed.
"What do you say, Harvey?" Jack asks, doing a terrible job of not grinning.
He's going to cave, we all know it, but I let them play their little game.
He taps his chin. "Yeah," he drawls. "Think it's time we put our Zakky out of his misery."
"Damn straight it is. Get undressed, now," I bark.
We peel our clothes off in record time until we're standing, naked and hard. Jack aims a desperate, hungry gaze at me, his eyes full of a plea he knows I can never resist.
"Fine. You can blow him, but he can't come."
"Yes, sir." Jack drops to his knees and begins mouthfucking Harvey's hardening cock.
"Hi," I whisper as I walk up to Harvey.
He smiles down at me, his face soft despite the rugged lines of it. "Hi."
We start making out while Jack, as always, puts his heart and soul into being the greedy cocksucker he is, slurping away to his heart's content.
Seeing him like this feels right. I’m so thankful the guy in the men's room at the bar didn’t hurt him, and I'm even more grateful it didn’t leave him permanently traumatized.
In some weird way, I think Harvey seeing for himself some of the shit we have to deal with brought the three of us closer.
We talked about it, and our new friends, especially Bailey, have been super supportive of Jack, and he's worked through it in therapy, too.
All of which makes me think that together, the three of us will be able to handle whatever challenges come our way.
But right now, my hole cannot wait another second. I need to feel my men inside me.
I pull out of the kiss and lower myself to Jack, his eyes rolling around like a madman as he gorges on Harvey's massive dick. I drag him off it by his hair, spit on his face the way he loves, and say, "I'm ready."
Jack swallows my spit, a small grin rising on his lips. "Alright. Let's do it."
"Where?" Harvey asks.
"Follow me."
I lead them to the dining room, where a plush white sheepskin rug sits in the center of the floor, unlit candles lining the room.
"When did you do this?" Jack asks.
"This morning. Got up early and snuck over here. The back window wasn’t latched so I let myself in."
"Should we light the candles?" Harvey asks, scratching his lower abdomen, which makes his steel rod bounce and my eyes water.
"Fuck the fucking candles. If you guys don't fucking fuck me right fucking now I'll go out of my fucking mind."
Harvey and Jack exchange a look.
"I'm getting the vibe our Zakky is a little needy," Harvey teases.
"Uggggh!" I drop the lube onto the wooden floor and lower myself onto the rug on my back, legs up.
"Mmm, so needy," Jack says, eyeing me with hunger blazing in his eyes. "Haven't seen this side of you in a very long time."
Thankfully, they stop teasing and both crouch down next to me. Harvey opens the bottle of lube and drizzles some over Jack's fingers then his own. With an exasperated exhale, I surrender to my men as they get to work, appeasing my insatiable hunger one finger at a time.
"I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready," I pant needily as they gape me out, with three fingers from each of their hands pressing me wide open.
"I think he's ready," Jack says solemnly to Harvey, which elicits a hearty chuckle out of him. "Think you might be right. How would you like to do this, Zak?"
"Good thing I have given this a lot of thought." I lower my legs, sit up, and start pointing. "You, over here. You. There."
Jack and Harvey silently obey, lining themselves up just as I intended—sitting facing each other, Jack's long legs draped over the tops of Harvey's thighs, their cocks jutting up into the air close together, just waiting for me to launch myself onto.
"You both comfortable?" I check, and they nod. "I am loving this no-talking thing, by the way."
"We're still a little worried," Harvey says, and something about him speaking on his and Jack's behalf makes something in my chest bloom.
"I'll be fine. I'm more than ready." I'm standing between them, and they're both looking up at me. "Ugh, fine. We'll take it slow."
"Good," Harvey grunts as Jack nods.
Holding on to their shoulders for support as I sink lower, my lubed-up ass meets the heads of their cocks. Harvey grips them together to assist, and I send him a grateful grin. Then I do what they probably wished I'd done ages ago—I shut up and focus.
On a heavy exhale, I push down, my channel well stretched and ready to deal with what I'm met with—one long, girthy cock…and then Harvey's enormous, girthy cock.
Once they're secured well inside me, Harvey lets go and brings his hand to my waist, holding me as I keep going down…down…down…until…
"Mother of fuck!"
My head falls back at the sharp pang of pain, but it's quickly followed by sparks of pleasure raining over me.
"Whoa," Jack breathes out.
"You guys both okay?" Harvey checks, his gaze darting between me and Jack.
"Yep."
"Yep."
"Okay, now, move. Slowly," Harvey instructs, and like a good bottom, I obey, thrusting in small, gentle waves, my body settling into the sensation.
This is what completeness feels like. I'm at home. I'm at peace. I'm right where I belong, with my two men deep inside me. My love for them overflows, vast and undeniable, deeper than anything I’ve ever known.
I'm the luckiest powerbottom in the world.
"Alright." I crack a grin. "Let's speed this thing up. Hold on, fellas. It's going to be a wild ride!"