“Here what?” She was slightly confused. Turning to Scott, she waited for an explanation.
Thinking fast, Scott replied, “I won’t let anyone come between you two here.” He bit his lip. “I’m with Austin, and there’s no way I’ll hurt him to play around with you guys. I—I love him. This is just sex. Kenzie, I swear no matter how far it goes, I won’t try to take Brandon from you.” That was much more honest than he expected.
The admission was a relief for Brandon. He felt better about the whole thing.
“I’m glad you have each other.” Mackenzie smiled at Scott. “He loves you, too. I can see it in his eyes.”
Scott’s lip turned up slightly. “Yeah, he tells me enough.”
“And you haven’t told him.” She could see it in his expression. “Have you?”
“No.” Scott felt bad that he admitted it to them and not his lover. “Guess I need to do that.”
She laid her head on her man’s chest. “You do. He needs to hear it.”
“OK.” Scott didn’t know what else to say.
Chapter 38
“Here. This should work.” Scott walked into the kitchen carrying a dark blue pullover hoodie. He handed it to a fully-dressed Mackenzie.
She smiled. “Thanks.” Then she opened the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. “Wow. He is addicted to energy drinks.” She smiled at the bottom shelf taken up by Austin’s one serious vice. “How does he sleep at night?”
Scott laughed. “Sleep? He wakes me up at least once a night with a dick in my ass or mine in his mouth. Sometimes I ignore him and go back to sleep. He’s relentless, though. Why do you think I look tired?” At least at home, he could sleep in if needed.
“You look hot.” Mackenzie winked.
She took in his outfit, surprised it was no different from when they were out on tour. Black skinny jeans and a tight T-shirt. They made his toned body look more than inviting. Then her eyes drifted down. His sneakers were different.
“Honey, can you help me?” Brandon called from the bedroom.
He was trying to get his hair in a ponytail, but it was not cooperating. His hands were shaking. Since Mackenzie had finally convinced him that Scott making him feel good was OK, he wanted to go a bit further with it. When she was in the shower, he admitted that he still doubted himself. The look of love and lust in her eyes made him realize how silly he was being. It was just sex—like her and Scott kept saying. Anyway, no one else knew about it. He wasn’t sure even Austin knew how far they had gone without him.
Curiosity was building the more he thought about it. The time he saw Austin fucking Scott came to mind. He didn’t want that exactly. It was that they both moaned the way they did with a woman. They didn’t seem to have any trouble switching from men to women.
He had no desire for men in general. Never had he looked at a guy like he did Mackenzie, or any other woman, for that matter. However, when Scott was blowing him it was different, more intense. When he stopped thinking of who was sucking him off, he was lost in incredible pleasure. The suction was so strong, and Scott knew exactly what to touch to make it even better.
Then he remembered the toys they bought. He never decided whether he was good with Scott helping Mackenzie. Scott would know better about easing someone nervous into it. Brandon knew about Austin’s muscle control since he and Scott talked about most of their personal lives. That meant Scott could show Mackenzie how not to hurt him again.
“Help with what?” Mackenzie said as she walked into the room. She could see he was lost in thought. “Your hair?” The rubber band in his hand gave it away.
He turned to her, slightly startled. “Uh, yeah.”
She smiled and took the band from him. “Your hands are shaking. What’s wrong?”
“Well…” He took a few breaths still unsure of which part of his thoughts he should share first. “I kinda wanna try that again.” He hesitated, knowing he should tell her everything. “And I’d feel less worried if Scott helped you use the toys on me. He’d know what would hurt and what wouldn’t.”
Trying to hide her excitement, she gave him a small smile. “Great. I’ll talk to him about it. Unless you want to.”
“We both can.” Brandon crouched down a bit, so she could fix his hair. When she had it up, he closed his eyes. “Maybe you should blindfold me so I can’t see him. When I didn’t look, it was amazing. Then I freaked out when I saw it was Scott.”
She threw her arms around him. “I think that could be fun. You just got to tell us what you don’t want to do.”
He closed his eyes and let go of the fear. “Just tonight though, unless I really like it. OK?”
“Of course.” She tugged him from the room to where Scott waited in the kitchen. “We’re ready.”
Brandon grabbed his leather jacket and put it on while Mackenzie donned Scott’s hoodie. They walked out the sliding glass doors. Scott guided the way to the stone steps that led to the semi-private beach. Only homeowners on that block could access it. It was rarely used though.
Looking to the ocean, Brandon’s mouth opened. “Wow. That is beautiful. “ He lifted Mackenzie’s hand and kissed it.
“Yeah,” she replied. “Such a romantic sight.” She grinned. “I wonder how many people’ve proposed on this beach.”
Scott glanced at Brandon and cocked an eyebrow. When Brandon patted his jacket pocket, he smiled. He had brought the ring, just in case. They had to find the perfect time and place. He was sure she was ready. She showed all the signs finally.
Mackenzie watched the sunset intently, not paying attention to anything else. “We should come out here every night.”
Knowing in his gut that he had to act right away, Brandon waved at Scott to walk a few steps away. Then he took the box out of his pocket. His heart pounding and his breath coming in pants, he got down on one knee.
A few feet away, Scott had his phone out. The camera app was open, the lens focused on the couple and the sunset behind them. Silently, he took a few pictures, then switched to video.
“Kenzie?” Brandon waited for her to notice he moved.
She turned, then almost jumped when she realized he was no longer standing. “Brandon?”
“You mean the world to me, and I’d do anything to make you happy.” Brandon swallowed, hoping he wasn’t about to get his heart crushed again. “Will you make me happy and be my wife?” He held the ring up so she could see it. “Please?”
Her entire body was trembling, but not with fear like the last time. Tears stung her eyes as she stared into his loving gaze. They had both changed so much, mostly for the better. It made them closer and their love stronger. Could I commit myself to him completely?
Terrified she was about to say no again, Brandon added, “I don’t want things to change. Except, that you’ll be mine, and me yours, legally. I promise. Will you marry me, Kenzie?”
Tears falling down her cheeks, she nodded. “Yes. Yes. I will.”
Clapping made them both turn. Scott was grinning from ear to ear.
Both their hands shaking, Brandon stood up and put the ring on her finger. “We’re a team forever now.” He grabbed her face and kissed her lips hard. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Mackenzie looked at her hand. “It’s beautiful.” She couldn’t tell him it obviously cost too much. It was from his heart.
Scott stopped the video and took a few more pictures of them. “Congrats, guys.” He was glad she didn’t rip him apart again. “Should we go inside and celebrate or take that walk?”
“Let’s walk first.” Mackenzie squeezed Brandon’s hand.
They walked north first and stopped when the ground became rocky a few houses away. Then they went back south. No one was out. It was peaceful and the breeze wasn’t too strong.
“You guys lucked out finding this place,” Mackenzie said as they passed Scott’s house. “Are the neighbors friendly?”
Scott replied, “No assholes, at least. Most of them keep to themselves. I haven’t met everyone.�
�� He pointed to a house two from theirs. “Those people never come outside. At least as far as I know. We walk on the beach a lot when we’re home in the summer.”
“Maybe we should have built something on the beach.” Brandon liked the idea of a beach in his backyard.
Knowing the dangers of living in Florida firsthand, Mackenzie simply told him, “Hurricanes.”
“Right.” He put an arm over her shoulders. “Didn’t think of that. Sorry.”
She nodded and snuggled into his body while continuing to keep pace with him. “I’m glad you asked tonight.”
“You are?” Brandon smiled. “Why?”
With a sigh, she glanced up him. “Because it was perfect.”
He stopped and lifted her off her feet. “Yeah, it was.” He spun them around a few times laughing. “And you said yes.” He set her down and kissed her lips softly. “Now we just have to figure out when to get hitched.”
“Let me get used to ‘engaged’ first. Please.” She needed time for that.
“No rush.” Brandon wanted to do it the next day, but understood. “One step at a time.”
Scott felt a bit left out. He was ecstatic they were happy, but if Austin were there, he wouldn’t feel like he was intruding. “We have a few bottles of champagne in the wine cooler.”
“Nah.” Brandon grinned at his friend. “She don’t like it. Whiskey shots will do.”
After walking the beach length several times, they headed back to the house. The sun was gone, and the beach was dark save for the rear lights on some houses. Scott went right to the bar inside and pulled out a bottle of his favorite Irish whiskey, Jameson.
“To a long and happy life together.” Scott raised his shot glass to the others. They all drank together.
Brandon set his glass down. “Thanks, man.”
Also done, Mackenzie looked to Brandon, then Scott. “We have something we’d like to ask you.” The hand on her hip told her it was all right to continue. “Well, two things.” She paused unsure which she wanted to try first. “Um, so… I want you to help me with using toys on Brandon. I hurt him once and never want that to happen again.” She closed her eyes for a few seconds, the guilt returning. “And we’d like to do another threesome, with Brandon blindfolded this time.”
Scott didn’t realize his jaw had dropped. He stared at them, thinking he had to have heard wrong. “Um, you’re serious?”
“Yes.” Brandon couldn’t meet his eyes. “I trust you, Scott.”
Mackenzie reached out to Scott and touched his hand that gripped his glass. “We can start with whichever you two are comfortable with.”
Quickly understanding it wasn’t a dream. Scott answered, “Uh, Austin and I have a deal about other people. I can’t just start fucking around without him.” He poured himself another shot and drank it down. “I have free rein tonight only. So anything you’re not comfortable with Austin being involved in, we can do tonight.”
Brandon put his arms around his fiancé. He grinned as he remembered she said yes. Running a finger over the ring she wore, he took a glimpse at Scott. “I don’t think I can handle Austin watching you guys sticking toys up my ass.” He bit his lip for a second. “Um, can’t it be kinda, well, nasty?” He had to bring it up to ease his embarrassment.
“Relax.” Scott patted his shoulder. “I done this before, and you can shower before and after.”
Mackenzie was excited to start. She pulled Brandon to their room quickly. “I’ll get everything ready and you go clean up again if you want.” She got to her tiptoes and kissed his lips. “We’ll be careful. I swear.”
Scott checked everything she had purchased. Then she washed the toys as he went to retrieve extra lubricant from the other master suite. By the time he returned, Mackenzie had the clean toys on the bed. He held a few old towels in his arms as well.
“Get a pillow and put it in the middle of the bed.” Scott laid a towel on it. Brandon came out of the bathroom, naked and looking scared as hell. “We don’t have to do this tonight. I can ask Austin to make an exception.”
Brandon shook his head. “It’s tonight, or I might chicken out.” He beamed at Mackenzie when her ring caught the light. “I wanna try this.”
“Lay down with your pelvis on the pillow there, on your belly.” Scott pointed to the bed.
Confused, Brandon’s eyebrows furrowed. “Uh, why?”
“So your body’s at a good angle,” Scott explained. “It hurts less. You said you trust me.”
“I do.” Brandon got on the bed. “Do I point my dick up or down?”
Scott tapped his chin. “I’d say up. You’re gonna get hard and want friction. One of us’ll jerk you if you need it.”
Brandon lay down. Then he grabbed another pillow to lay his head on. His body was shaking with nerves and anticipation.
“Relax,” Scott said, caressing Brandon’s left ass cheek. “Close your eyes and just feel.” He squirted lube on Mackenzie’s hand. “Use your fingers first.”
She rubbed it onto her index and middle finger. Then she knelt between Brandon’s open legs and held her hand palm down. “This way, right?” She knew the answer but was concerned she would make a mistake.
“Yeah. Go slow at first.” Scott didn’t know she did that to Brandon often. He watched her carefully insert one finger, then another.
Brandon tensed. “Easy. Please.”
“I hurt you already?” She chewed on her bottom lip.
He replied, “No. I just got kinda nervous.” He let out a long exhale. “Gimme a second. We usually do this during sex. I guess I wasn’t ready.”
Scott waved at Mackenzie as he applied lube to his fingers. She moved a bit and he leaned over Brandon. “Take a deep breath, Brandon.” When he did, Scott pushed a finger into him. “That’s it. Now let it out and take another.” He pushed another finger in. Brandon flinched. “Relax. Don’t clench.”
Hands shaking, Brandon gripped the pillow under his head and tried to relax. He knew it was Scott inside of him and was glad he couldn’t see him. Seconds after his muscles loosened, he moaned. Scott was gently massaging him inside as he slowly widened his canal.
“Much better.” Scott smiled as Brandon let him in easily. He thrust his fingers a few times, then pressed his sweet spot again. “Don’t move. We’re gonna switch.”
Next to him, Mackenzie was slathering lube over the smallest toy. When Scott pulled his fingers free, she handed it to him. She watched him very slowly insert the tip.
Brandon felt the stiffer invasion and froze. “Wait.”
“It’s OK.” Mackenzie slid a hand up his back. “Does it hurt?”
He shook his head. “Let me relax again.” He did as Scott had told him, deep breaths and long exhales. “I’m OK.”
“Push it in until you feel resistance.” Scott did just that. He waited for Brandon to adjust, then pushed forward. “You all right, man?”
Brandon nodded. The toy felt weird and foreign, but not painful. When he felt a hand at the end of it, he lifted his head. “It’s all in me?”
“Yep.” Scott took Mackenzie’s hand. “You hold it.” Then he put his hand over hers. They pulled it out together, then pushed it back in several times. “Now go faster.”
Moaning, Brandon’s body shuddered. Automatically, he pushed back when they were thrusting in. He had the urge to touch his stiff cock, but he held the pillow with a death grip.
“Suck my dick, Tink. Please.”
She looked to Scott.
“Wait till he takes the big one.” Scott slowly withdrew the toy and set it on another towel. “How you doing down there?”
Brandon groaned. “Hard and horny.”
“Good.” Scott picked up the mid-sized dildo. “He might not like this one.”
She shrugged. “Then we stick with the small one.” When it was ready, she held it at his opening. “Slowly, right?”
“Yeah.” Scott watched her press it into Brandon.
Eyes shut tightly; Brandon fought the u
rge to clench. “Tink, wait.”
He could feel her thigh against his. After taking a few breaths, he nodded his head and buried his face in the pillow. He knew she was dying to do that to him. If he didn’t enjoy it, she wouldn’t try again. He had to give it a chance though. She pushed it deeper, and his eyes rolled back. Why does that feel good?
When Scott knew she had gotten it deep enough, he whispered, “Let me show you how to hit that spot so he can cum.” She gave him control. He stared at Brandon’s ass, wanting to do so much more to him.
After a few practice strokes, Scott adjusted his stance and the angle at which he penetrated Brandon. With the knowledge a woman couldn’t possess, he began to thrust the toy so it hit home every time.
“Oh God!” Brandon cried out.
* * *
Scott closed his eyes. Fantasies flooded his mind. In them, he replaced the toy with his erection and rammed into Brandon. Moaning loudly together, Scott fucked him hard.
“Why does that feel so good?” Brandon shouted.
Scott watched his dick sliding into Brandon a few times. Then he pulled out, knowing it was wrong. “I’m so sorry, Brandon. That was so fucked up.”
“What was?” Brandon was lost.
Scott stammered, “I just... I-I fucked you.”
“I know. To show Kenzie.”
His voice quivering, Scott admitted, “No. I mean I just shoved my dick up your ass. I couldn’t stop myself.”
“You what?” Brandon whirled around and punched Scott blindly. “What the fuck, man? I didn’t say you could fuck me.”
* * *
Scott shook his head and looked down. Thank God that was all just my imagination. He was still fully dressed like Brandon wanted. Never would he betray Brandon by taking him without permission. That was one thing he knew Brandon couldn’t forgive.
“You all right?” Mackenzie put a hand on Scott’s back.
Nodding, Scott glanced at her. “I’m fine, was just daydreaming.”
“Thinking of Austin?” she asked.
His shoulder lifted. “Not exactly. You try it now.”
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