by S. L. Finlay
“Thank you.” I managed before I started licking the underside of his shaft. I let out small moans as William fucked me slowly, steadily. Feeling his cock inside me was wonderful, I couldn’t believe how great it felt, and to have Joel’s cock in my mouth too was bliss.
As William would slowly fuck me, I would try to match his pace with how slowly, how teasingly, I would lick and suck Joel’s cock.
Joel looked down at me and I could tell from the look on his face that he didn’t want to be teased right now, but he wasn’t going to do anything about it. He wasn’t going to grab my head and force me to suck him off. That was a rough game we often played when it was just the two of us, and he wasn’t going to do it now. He was going to let me tease him. I felt sure that both boys had agreed to take it slow and make tonight all about me, and a part of me wished they hadn’t.
William was moaning as he fucked me slowly then he told Joel, “You can fit in here, I think.”
Both William and Joel had big cocks, but I was sure they could find a way to make it all fit and their determination to do so made me smile.
Joel reluctantly pulled his cock out of my mouth - where I knew he loved to have his cock - and moved to where William was telling him to. They agreed between them that one of them should lay down and the other one could fuck me from on top. So one guy under me, one guy over me, and both cocks in me. I was grinning widely as I got into position, sitting on Joel’s cock and giving it a bit of a ride before William was ready and pushing his cock into me beside Joel’s. As William pushed into me, Joel didn’t move under me and we both felt William’s big, fat cock entering me. I moaned loudly, and so did Joel.
Together, we started moving. It took a while to find a rhythm that worked for the three of us but when we did, the intensity was overwhelming. The three of us were moaning and groaning as one. The three of us were feeling every little movement of the others. I felt fuller than I had in my whole life - even fuller than I had felt during fisting the few times William and I had tried it - and the two boys said they had never felt anything tighter. They could feel one another's cocks, too. Something about the homo erotic side of this was hot, but there was more to it than that. These men who I adored so much were sharing me in a way that I hadn’t thought possible, let alone that I could imagine all three of us would enjoy as much as we did.
It didn’t take long until that warm feeling inside me was spreading throughout my body and I let out a moan of, “I’m cumming!” Both men laying still this time as my pussy grabbed at their cocks and they both let out moans like I had never heard before.
When I finished cumming through, Joel was asking me, “can I cum?”
“Oh fuck yes!” I moaned as I started fucking them both again and all at once, I felt not only one but both cocks pulsing inside me with the power of their orgasms. Together we let out a moan and I collapsed backwards onto Joel, without moving my pussy away from their cocks.
Tenderly, William pulled out of me and moved away and I moved so I was still laying on top of Joel, his cock inside me, but so I would face him.
We shared a smile and I fell into his chest.
“I’ll get a towel.” William said from behind me and I let out a laugh into Joel’s chest as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Feel good, baby?” He asked me and I moaned into his chest.
“Feels great!” I told him.
“Good. I’m glad. That’s exactly what we both wanted to hear from you tonight.” He told me with the widest grin I had seen from him since I had walked down the isle only a few hours before.
My grin, too, was huge. That was better than any of my sexy dreams!
That night the boys indulged my every whim. If I wanted to suck someone’s cock, sit on someones face, or to feel someone’s pulsing cock inside me as they came again, all I had to do was ask. They were both accommodating. Not just because they wanted to have sex with me - clearly they did, and it had been a while since I had had sex with either man, so there was longing and make up feelings there too which made the sex better - but also because they wanted to make me happy, and, as they kept saying, it was all about me. Tonight was all about both men showing their commitment to me. Just as the ceremony had been all about them showing their commitment.
At the end of the night together, at some point past dawn, we all lay together and fell asleep. The next day, I woke to signs of life as Joel pottered around the kitchen getting breakfast ready for everyone and William went out to get a few things.
I found Joel in the kitchen though, before I knew where either of them was.
“Hey.” I said, still feeling sleepy and a little odd after such a crazy sex filled night.
“Hey!” He said, rushing over to me for a kiss. I kissed him back, and we both laughed, holding onto one another.
When we separated, I looked over at Joel’s cooking. There were three plates with food on them and he was obviously mostly finished.
“Where’s William?” I asked.
“He’s just picking a couple things up.” Joel told me and I nodded.
“Last night was pretty crazy, wasn’t it?” I asked.
Joel nodded, “yeah, pretty crazy. I was surprised, actually.”
“Yeah, me too.” I told him. “I feel a little funny after it, actually.
“Yeah, I would too if I were you.” He said, “you were doing some pretty out there stuff.”
I rolled my eyes, “so were you!”
“Yeah, I’m a good boy, I do whatever my lady commands!” Then he swooped in and gave me a little kiss. My heart skipped a beat.
William came through the door and I turned just in time to see him enter the kitchen. In his hands were shopping bags. “Enough food for the three of us for a week.” He told me. “So we can be here in the evenings and on weekends for the first week of married life, if you choose.” He told me in the same gracious tone both men were adopting with me.
I liked that both men were being gracious right now, it was sweet. I only wondered if later on they would both fuck me as roughly as they always had, William forcing me to cry out ‘daddy’ maybe, as Joel took me in whatever rough way he liked. The images in my mind were vivid as I thought about what happened last night and what could happen later. Then I forced myself to shake my head and come back to the present. Neither man was balls deep in any of my holes, forcing me to take him right now. They were both just standing in my kitchen, looking utterly pedestrian.
My heart not only skipped a beat as I looked around my kitchen at both men, but was skipping all over the place after that. I would have both my boys, here like husbands for a week. Not just in the bedroom, either. The thought made me feel sexy and horny while also feeling contented and deeply happy at the same time.
I could get used to this.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Like all marriages, ours needed some time to mature so we could see exactly what we had all gotten ourselves into. It isn’t the first year of a marriage that tells you much about how it will be, but how the marriage looks after five years, or ten.
In that first year thoughe, we fell into a routine that worked for everyone. For the first few months, we scheduled time together which was wonderful, then we would schedule time away from one another when each of us needed time to think or work through things. Over time, things started to come together until we all made arrangements to share a home when we were ready.
I was surprised that it had only taken a year for everyone to be ready to share a home upon reflection. It usually takes most young couples around a year to work through their couple stuff and be ready to share and most couples were just two people. In our case, we were three people, two of which were not romantically involved with one another.
Although I worried about things each step of the way - in the time after the commitment ceremony, whenever someone needed space to work through some stuff, in the time immediately before our move in and after our moving into one home - I realized pretty quickly, and was reas
sured pretty strongly, that this was something we all wanted to make work and we were all going to make it work.
Our relationship was important, to all of us. It was a priority of all of ours.
When we were finally sharing a home after that first year, life was pretty wonderful. I had all the support I needed and could give the boys all the support they would need. I was better able to offer them myself than when we all lived separately.
And nights in that big king sized bed together were amazing.
Although my life and relationship wasn’t quite what other people would have considered to be normal, it was just perfect for me. I had these two wonderful men who made me very happy and we shared a home and a life together.
That dream of the big house filled with children and a husband coming home from work to cook meals for was something I held onto, but when the time came, I had two husbands coming home to me, and our children, they were pretty amazing too. My happily ever after looked nothing like I would have ever imagined when I was living a dull life as a student who was perpetually unhappy.
My boys made sure my life was anything but dull. The rest of my happily ever after though - and what it actually looks like to live as a three-person couple with children - that’s a story for another time.
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