Chapter 34
God, how the fuck did we get here? Ollie lounges back on the bed and slowly undresses. His Vans get kicked off first, then he unbuttons and lowers the zip.
“Stop,” Maddox demands, and Ollie immediately halts. Maddox looks at me. “Strip him. Do it the way you want us to get you naked.”
“Yes, Sir.” I climb up onto the bed, and on my hands and knees, crawl to him.
“You okay?” I want to make sure he’s comfortable.
He nods, so I do what I want done to me.
Leaning over him, I kiss him, a slow, lazy kiss that has him reacting and stroking his tongue over mine.
I stop, knowing I have a job to do. My fingers trail over waistband of his jeans to the T-shirt riding up over his slender torso.
He’s different than me. I’m slim, but Ollie is, I try to think of the word, fragile.
That’s it, he looks fragile. It’s a good job that I know he isn’t.
As I push the T-shirt up his body, laying kiss after kiss to his skin, which is now pinking up.
His nipples are the colour of a latte, a pale brown that’s calling out to be licked and bitten.
“You’re testing our patience, boy,” Knox tells me, but even without looking at him, I know he’s smiling. “Strip him.”
“Yes, Sir.” I pull the shirt over his head, and like a good boy, keep his arms stretched up over his head. Not being allowed to play when I take his jeans off, I make quick work of them too. He’s only wearing a bright blue jock strap. And when I try to take them off, too, I’m shut down.
“Leave them. Now, you can strip and lie exactly the same way as Ollie,” Maddox instructs me.
So here we are, with these two amazing men who want us…love us… They love us, and I know I love them, and I’m sure Ollie does too. I’ve had sex with two men too many times to recall, and it’s all been great, loads of fun and extremely satisfying. This though, this is different. It’s so much more.
“Look at me, baby,” Knox says quietly, his hand stroking up and down my torso, making goosebumps follow in its wake. Then he kisses me again. “Now, all you have to do is feel. Close your eyes. Let us take care of you.”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur, already feeling both pair of hands.
I don’t know how they are so synchronised, but they know exactly what to do with us. It’s Maddox’s turn to kiss me. “Are you ready?” he whispers, his mouth so close to mine, I can feel his lips as he speaks.
I hear Knox saying the same to Ollie, confirming our desire to be with both of them. Not just with our boyfriend.
“Yes, Sir,” I repeat, then moan as Maddox’s hands spread my legs open, and he kisses my left ankle. Knox shifts away and copies Maddox with Ollie.
They work in unison kissing, nipping, and stroking up our legs, inside and out.
I gasp as my legs are opened wider, and Maddox’s breath is ghosting up towards my junk.
My dick is rigid, standing out and proud.
I can feel the precum dripping down the length and pooling at the base.
Maddox hums as his tongue licks up and down the same place without getting any closer to my balls or my dick.
I look over at Ollie and see the complete look of ecstasy all over his face.
I move my hand across to touch his. We link hands, becoming one.
“Touch me; this is killing me,” I groan and feel their smiles on the damp flesh. My eyes are closed; Maddox’s touch is new to me but he’s making me so desperate for more, whereas I know Ollie and Knox have been together, even with me included.
“We are touching you, babe.” Maddox kisses my hip to prove his point.
His fingers are now trailing up, following the same path as his mouth.
His fingers deviate a fraction to float over my tight balls, barely touching them.
My hips lift on their accord, trying to get more contact, but they’re gently pushed back on the bed.
“Bastard,” I grumble.
On and on, he plays with my body, his tongue dipping in my belly button and moaning as he tastes the precum now dripping onto my stomach.
A hand sliding up my ribs makes my skin pebble, but the scrape of fingernails on the hard nub of my nipples has me crying out.
The nails are replaced by lips as hands slip down my body.
At last, I feel a palm wrap around my aching, weeping cock, and another strokes over the tight skin on my nuts. Christ, I’m gonna blow, and they’ve hardly started. “I’m close.” The hand on my balls squeezes as it pulls them down. “Whoa, that was close.”
Ollie chuckles. “Yeah, I’m so close, but please don’t ever stop.” The anguish in his voice has me looking at him again.
I shift to be able to kiss him. “I don’t think they’re ever going to do that.”
Both men chuckle and kiss me, soon there are three tongues fighting for a mouth to lick into. Then they do the same to Ollie. “Feeling good, baby?”
“More,” I whimper.
“Hell, yeah. We’re getting to the best bit.
” Knox moves away from Ollie and shifts between my legs, his hands on my legs, pushing them up so I have to let go of Ollie’s hand and grab them behind the knees.
“I fucking love your hole, so pink and pretty.” He kisses the wrinkled skin, then licks over it, a long stroke from my taint, across my hole and back again and again, soaking it, getting ready to be stretched.
I watch as Maddox swaps his hand for his mouth, and he swallows Ollie into his throat.
The sensations are too much, as mouth and fingers are now probing my hole.
Good god, how can this be so good? It’s because I know they love me; this isn’t a scene.
I’m not getting dressed and going home alone.
This is my home, not the building, but here with these three incredible men.
Knox has two fingers inside me. I need more inside me; I need his cock.
“Get inside, I need you,” Ollie begs. “Fuck, Maddox, give me your cock.”
Knox, who is leaning over my back, kisses my back as he chuckles. With a kiss that quickly turns into a bruise, his very lubed cock nudges at my hole. “Are you going to beg as prettily as Ollie? He’s been such a good boy; he deserves his reward.
“Fuck you, just get that huge, fat dick inside me. Why do I go for big men?” I mutter, but I do relax, and his crown slides in, making us groan hard. “Fuck!” The expletive comes out on a long exhale.
Ollie cries out, and I’m guessing Maddox is inside him now.
I dare to take my eyes off Knox and look over. Maddox is holding nothing back as he takes long, deep strokes every time. I want that dick inside me next.
Knox pistons his hips, pushing my arse off the bed. I’m almost a pretzel as my knees reach my ears. He’s up on his knees, thrusting longer, deeper, and the feel of his fat mushroom head swiping my prostate is getting harder to concentrate. I know I’m not going to last much longer.
“I’m getting close again, Sir.”
Knox eases back, not his thrusting, oh no, that is still relentless.
Our position has my back flat so I can wrap my legs around his waist. Another measured minute goes past, and I feel the sparks; the fuse has been lit, and I know as the fireworks shoot down my spine and up my legs that my balls are in flames as they draw up, tightening before I detonate.
Rope after rope of cloudy white spunk splatters over him.
“Ohgodohgodohgod,” he chants as he stiffens and shudders, closing his eyes as his mouth goes slack as he comes deep inside. The moment is incredible, printed in my mind forever.
When I look at Ollie, he’s slack mouthed and panting as Maddox climaxes inside him, pulling out to add his own cum to Ollie’s splattered stomach.
“Lick him clean,” Knox says to me.
I scramble up onto my knees, feeling the rush of cum sweeping out of my hole. “Hmm, what a beautiful sight,” Maddox says, then I feel his tongue lapping at my hole.
“Why? I’ve been here the longest. I take on the majority of the openings and closing of the store, and I have the greatest responsibility.” I stare at the area manager, the one that shows up once in a blue moon, not every month like she’s supposed to.
“We’ve got to make cuts in personnel, including the wages and salaries.
You’re not the only person, Roman. Other managers are having the same news delivered to them as we speak.
” She taps her pale lilac painted, manicured nails on the desk.
“It’s not for another six weeks, but if you find employment elsewhere, we will release you as needed.
You will have all holiday hours left paid in your final pay check along with an extra two months as redundancies.
I really am sorry, Roman. I wish you every success for the future. ”
She takes a few minutes to gather her paperwork and places it neatly in the binder she brought it in and slides it into her briefcase. With a snap of the clasp, she stands up and offers me her hand. “Good luck, Roman.”
I’m so fucking angry that I go straight to the gym.
I doubt Maddox is there; he’s been with Drake in his office.
So it will just be Knox to tell, but right now I don’t want to talk about it.
I’ll go and stamp out my anger and frustration on the Stairmaster.
At least my bum will look good at the end of it.
I go to the changing room, not even looking to see if Knox is in his office.
I don’t want to explain; I don’t want any sympathy.
It wouldn’t work anyway. This is one of the top network provider companies.
If they want to get rid of me, they can; they just can’t sack me.
So, redundancies across widespread management positions will save them a shit ton of money, and they only have to promote staff members to supervisors to step into the manager’s shoes, a supervisor pay is still hourly, not salaried.
As soon as I’m changed, I stomp out onto the floor and head for a treadmill to warm up, not even looking to see if there’s anyone around me.