Chapter six
SIX
Ben answered the door. He was completely naked. Jaxson looked from Ben’s face to his bare chest, to his soft cock, then back to his face in disbelief.
“What? It’s hot out.” Ben said, innocently. Jaxson felt himself smile and he shrugged. Ben stepped out of the doorway and gestured for Jaxson to step inside.
Preston was lying on the sheets, also naked. His feet were tucked under a blanket. He had a paperback next to him on the bedside table, spine cracked and face down, holding his place.
“Our neighbor came to visit us,” Ben said, as if they hadn’t been waiting. Preston smiled and reached out a hand in invitation. Jaxson looked at Ben, then at Preston. He took a step towards the bed and stopped. Climbing onto the bed with a naked man seemed presumptuous.
“Shy?” Ben asked. He walked past Jaxson and climbed onto the bed. He sat with enough of a distance between himself and Preston that a third body would fit between the two of them. Faced with two naked men, Jaxson’s courage began to fade.
“You can sit in the chair again,” Preston said.
He smiled and his eyes flicked to the chair Jaxson had been cuffed to the night before.
Jaxson had been considering it. Instead, he walked toward the bed and stopped at the foot.
He waited for Preston to reach his hand out again, and he allowed himself to be pulled into the space between the two men.
Preston put his arm around Jaxson and pulled him closer.
Jaxson could feel the heat of the man’s body.
Preston leaned closer and Jaxson could feel his breath on his jaw.
He turned his head. His lips met Preston’s.
It was a soft, tender kiss. Preston parted his lips and his tongue licked gently into Jaxson’s mouth.
Jaxson felt some of his nervousness melting.
Ben’s hand found Jaxson’s thigh. Jaxson’s heart raced as Preston kissed him and Ben stroked his leg. This wasn’t what he had been expecting from his romantic getaway, but it was nice. Preston pulled back from the kiss.
“First threesome?” Preston asked, voice soft. The men seemed genuine enough that Jaxson let the truth slip out before he could second guess himself.
“First everything. I’m straight. I think.” Jaxson added the ‘I think’, when he realized how strange it sounded to declare his heterosexuality while sandwiched between two naked men.
Preston pulled back further to look at Jaxson’s face in surprise. His mouth curled up in an incredulous look.
“Straight?” Ben laughed. His fingertips dug harder into Jaxson’s thigh.
“He thinks,” Preston corrected.
“I think he’s thinking too much,” Ben said. “Too much thinking, not enough fucking.”
“That… might be the problem,” Jaxson agreed. His eyes dropped to Preston’s bare chest.
“Did you like what you saw last night, spy?” Ben asked. His voice curled around the word. Jaxson knew the answer to that question. He had been thinking about it all day.
“Yes,” Jaxson admitted. Ben’s hand was up inside Jaxson’s shorts. His fingers brushed Jaxson’s balls. He slid his fingertips further and stroked along the seam. Jaxson made a soft sound in his throat.
“Did you know you sucked a straight man last night?” Ben asked Preston. He continued to fondle Jaxson’s balls with his hand up his shorts.
“I had no idea,” Preston said. He kissed along Jaxson’s earlobe. Jaxson balled his hands in the sheets.
“I don’t think I’ve ever sucked a straight man before,” Ben said.
He pulled his hand slowly out of Jaxson’s shorts and reached for the button.
Preston reached for the hem of Jaxson’s t-shirt and pulled it upward.
He pulled on Jaxson’s shirt and Jaxson sat up and lifted his arms. Preston dropped his shirt over the side of the bed.
Ben opened Jaxson’s shorts and hooked his fingers into the elastic of his boxers. Jaxson lifted his hips and Ben pulled both his shorts and boxers off in one motion. Jaxson’s cock lay hard against his abdomen. Jaxson’s head fell back and Preston sucked bits of Jaxson’s neck.
“Oh, fuck,” Jaxson whispered as Preston sucked on his neck. He was so wrapped up in the sensation on his neck he jumped when he felt a warm heat enveloping his cock.
Ben was between Jaxson’s legs, hands stroking the insides of Jaxson’s thighs. His mouth was warm and insistent. He groaned loudly around Jaxson’s cock, like he had been starving for a taste.
“Oh, fuck!” Jaxson gasped, hands flying to the back of Ben’s head. Ben took Jaxson’s cock deep into his throat. Jaxson felt him swallow, throat rippling and squeezing. Jaxson swore again. Preston bit and licked gently on Jaxson’s ear.
“Wasn’t I going to cuff you and fuck you?” Preston said sweetly in Jaxson’s ear. Jaxson’s brain was off-line. All he could think about was the sensation of Ben’s relentless mouth on his cock.
“Yeah,” Jaxson said, fingers tight in Ben’s hair.
The cuffs had been arousing and frightening the night before, when he didn’t know these men.
Now, the promise of the cuffs was an invitation to let go and let these men do whatever they wanted to him.
He wouldn’t have to make any decisions. He would be used however they wanted.
He wouldn’t need to protest that he was straight, that he wasn’t supposed to like this.
Jaxson’s eyes drifted closed, and he heard Preston digging into the drawer. A black leather cuff wrapped around one of his wrists and he felt the buckle put in place.
“I’m going to put him on his front,” Preston said to Ben. Ben pulled off Jaxson’s cock and looked up and the two men. His lips were red and slick. He wiped his mouth and leered.
“Yeah?” Ben asked. He moved down the edge of the bed and dropped off the end. He knelt back on his heels on the floor and beckoned Jaxson forward. “Come down here, I want a good view.”
Preston urged Jaxson forward onto his belly.
Ben stood and grabbed Jackson by his armpits and hauled him the rest of the way down the bed.
Preston took his free wrist and pulled it behind Jaxson’s back.
Jaxson felt his second wrist buckled into a cuff.
He pulled at the cuffs and felt the leather on his wrists.
He felt the stretch in his shoulders as his arms twisted behind him.
He was helpless. This was going to happen.
Preston grabbed Jaxson’s hips and hiked them into the air.
Jaxson balanced on his knees and chest. His ass was in the air, exposed.
He was embarrassed. He wanted to hide. He pulled on the cuffs.
He bunched his hands into fists and pulled.
He struggled from side to side and felt an ache in his biceps.
Preston grabbed the chain between the cuffs and held him still.
“Shh, settle down,” Preston soothed him. His tone was soft and sweet and patronizing and Jaxson couldn’t help but obey. He settled for burying his face in the mattress.
“He’s shy,” Preston reported. Jaxson felt a light touch against his hole. He kept his eyes screwed shut.
“Ever fucked a straight man?” Ben asked, tone light. Jaxson heard the cap of the lubricant behind him. His face felt inflamed.
“I think this is going to be a first for me,” Preston said. Jaxson felt his glutes spread open. His hole was exposed. He gritted his teeth and focused on not squirming. He wanted Preston’s cock in him, and the more he squirmed, the longer it would take.
“I think this is going to be a first for our spy friend as well,” Ben said. “Ever fucked yourself, spy?” Jaxson shook his head, eyes still clenched shut. “Never? Not even a little? Oh dear. You want him to fuck you?”
Jaxson felt lube run over his hole and down his balls.
He instinctively clenched, body going tight.
He recognized his impulse and took a deep breath and willed his body to relax.
He felt more lube and a digit pushing at his entrance.
The digit pushed past the tight ring of muscles, then pulled out, then pushed in again.
“Just getting you slick inside. Almost done,” Preston said.
“You didn’t answer the question, spy. Do you want to get fucked?” Ben asked, relentless. Jaxson nodded against the bed sheet.
“Open your eyes, spy. You’re hiding,” Ben ordered. Jaxson cracked his eyelids open and met Ben’s gaze. Ben’s gaze was piercing. Jaxson fought the urge to shut his eyes and hide again.
“Do you want to get used from both ends?” Ben asked. Ben brought his face close to Jaxson’s. Jaxson could feel Ben’s breath. Jaxson imagined these thick, strong men fucking him in both holes. He really, really wanted it. He wanted it enough to beg for it.
“Yes, please, oh fuck, I want it in both ends!” Jaxson begged.
Ben pushed two fingers into Jaxson’s mouth and along his tongue. Jaxson instinctively sucked on Ben’s fingers, and Ben worked them in and out of Jaxson’s mouth. Jaxson had never sucked a cock, but he sucked on Ben’s fingers like he hoped Ben would give him a chance and put his cock in his mouth.
Distracted by how horny he was with Ben’s fingers in his mouth, Jaxson belatedly realized Preston had the thick, blunt head of his cock pressed against Jaxson’s hole. It was really going to happen. Jaxson was going to get fucked. Maybe from both ends. Jaxson moaned and sucked harder.
“Deep breath in,” Ben coached softly, fingers pressing so far into the back of Jaxson’s mouth he almost gagged. He took a deep breath and locked eyes with Ben. He pushed his head forward and took Ben’s fingers a fraction deeper.
“Oh, you want my cock in your mouth, don’t you,” Ben teased.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you.” Jaxson let his breath out slowly through his nose.
As he did, he felt the cock pressed against his hole ease just inside him.
He felt his body try to close around the mass.
He tried to relax as he felt Preston sinking deeper.
It was big. It felt invasive in the best way.
He moaned long and loud, unable to stop himself as Preston pushed himself slowly inward.