“Fine!” Daniel pulled his mouth from Samuel’s neck, smiling when he saw a cute little red mark on it. He kissed it softly, groaning at the site of his mark. “I want you so much I can't control it, Samuel. I need you.” He bit the tender flesh softly. “You have no idea how much.”
Samuel cleared his throat and reached for Milo’s hand. “I want you both in the same way. I’ve never felt like this for anyone before. I know you worry about me not understanding or being confused about what I feel, but I know what my body needs, and it needs you two.”
Samuel and Milo leaned into each other, mouths parting, their tongues sliding together before their lips melded and became one. Daniel moaned loudly, running his fingers through both their hair, watching the kiss deepen. He fisted his hand in Samuel’s hair, pulling him back and forcing their mouths together, taking his turn on those sweet, plump, pink lips. He could feel Samuel shifting on his knees, Milo’s hands running up and down his back, the bed dip as Milo shifted closer, crushing Samuel in between them. He glanced at them, seeing Samuel’s mouth fall open as Milo began kissing his neck, pulling his shirt open—the buttons falling around the bed and the floor as he worked his big fingers over Samuel’s tempting flesh.
Daniel found the other side of his neck, rubbing his cock into Samuel’s arse, enjoying when he pushed back. “Is it just our bodies you need, Sweetheart?”
“No.” Samuel panted hard, mouth open, eyes half closed, pupils so big and round they almost filled his eyes.
Milo and Daniel pulled back a little, watching Samuel between them. His erotic swaying and delicate movements mesmerized them both.
“What else do you want from us, Princess?” Milo ran his hands over Samuel’s naked chest, making sure to tweak his nipples, inducing another cock-jerking moan from him.
“To be with you.” Samuel took a deep breath. “To belong with you. To share your lives.”
“You'd be our lives.” Daniel kissed his neck again.
“I want that.” Samuel cried out and Daniel saw Milo’s hand cupping Samuel’s cock over his pants.
“You want your cock touched or…” Daniel grinned and Samuel shook his head violently.
“I want to be your life. For you to be mine.”
Milo crushed his mouth against Samuel’s in the hardest kiss they’d shared before he leapt off the bed with a growl. “We should stop.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Daniel grunted.
Samuel reached both his arms behind him, pulling Daniel’s mouth to his and ignoring Milo’s request. “I need you. I need it now. Please touch me.” Samuel sobbed into Daniel’s mouth then looked between them both. “I've never asked for anyone to touch me before. Please don’t say no to me. I can't stand it. I hurt inside because I want you both so much.”
Milo’s dark eyes softened and Daniel knew they’d won him over.
“Milo…” Daniel shrugged off his t-shirt before moving his fingers teasingly down Samuel’s chest, finding his stomach and teasing all three of them by rolling his thumbs along the waistband of Samuel’s pants. “You can always just watch.” Daniel winked at Milo, but Samuel shook his head.
“No, I want you both. Milo…” Samuel reached out for him, and Milo barely took a second before he was back on the bed, ripping his own shirt off and pulling all three of them to the mattress in a heap of arms and legs.
Both of them were too desperate, too out of their minds to care about anything but getting Samuel naked. He’d been on Daniel’s mind for longer, but Milo was just as lost as he was when they teased his pants and shorts to his hips and freed his cock. Just like the rest of Samuel, it was stunning—long and slim. Darker than the rest of him, but still creamy and pink, the blond hair surrounding it shimmering in the afternoon sunlight. Samuel moaned in that alluring way again, his cock standing up so stiff and flushed, pressing against his stomach.
Both Milo and Daniel shared a heated look before they moved to touch him. One hand on his balls and cock, the other covering every inch of Samuel as they ate up his body. Daniel cupped Samuel’s balls, rolling the full, taut globes in his hand, watching Samuel arch from the bed, his cock sliding into Milo’s loose fist.
“Fuck!” Milo opened Samuel’s thighs, pressing his knee against Milo’s bulging cock and grunting as he rocked into it.
“Milo.” Daniel struggled with his jeans, sliding them to his hips and pulling his cock as he bent over Samuel’s flushed skin, kissing the hot flesh and working his way up to his nipples where he sucked and pulled, listening to all three of them moaning, the bed shifting under Milo’s thrusts. Daniel and Samuel kissed, their mouths open, breaths being shared, moans being drowned out by their mouths clashing together.
“Come over him, Danny.”
Daniel threw his head back, his cock so hard in his hand. He glanced down and saw how flushed Samuel’s cock was, how much he was leaking, Milo’s hand gliding up and down his shaft.
“I'm coming.”
“That’s it, Baby. Watch him, Samuel.”
Samuel lifted his head just in time to see Daniel shoot a rope of cum over his stomach, his long slender fingers flying to it and running it over his skin.
“Let go, Princess.” Milo clamped Samuel’s knee in between his legs, thrusting onto it harder. He was close, his gaze flickering between Daniel’s cock and Samuel’s. Daniel groaned, another shot escaping his cock. “Come for us, Samuel”
“Milo!” Samuel found Milo’s gaze, breath pausing, body taut as a bow as he arched his back upwards, digging his heels into the bed. Both Milo and Daniel watched the first jet of cum fly from his cock. He came so hard it reached his chest.
“Fuck! Yeah, Baby. That’s it.” Milo leaned down, licking their cum from Samuel’s body, holding his knee against his cock as he rutted into it. “Ah shit!” Milo opened his mouth, a thin length of cum dripping from his lips and he came hard, licking it from his lips and shooting into his jeans. Samuel was still shooting, his second load covering Milo’s hand and landing on his stomach.
“Daniel!” Samuel thrashed under them, rising and falling onto the bed, twisting and turning. Both Daniel and Milo watched him, the wanton look on his face as he finished climaxing was enough to make them both moan with him.
“So fucking beautiful,” Daniel whispered as he kissed Samuel’s cheek.
“Stunning.” Milo kissed his mouth, sliding his tongue over his bottom lip. “You taste like you look, Samuel. Incomparable to anyone else.” Milo ran his fingertip through the stream of cum on Samuel’s chest, meeting Daniel’s eyes and smiling. “Taste him.”
Daniel opened his mouth, allowing Milo to slip his fingers inside and sucked them, groaning as he tasted Samuel for the first time, and not wanting to let go of Milo’s finger, sucking them like it was his cock and teasing a groan from both of them.
“I know.” Milo kissed Samuel as they both kept their eyes on Daniel’s lips moving over Milo’s finger. “His mouth is outstanding. I’ve never met anyone who can suck like Daniel can. I can’t wait to see him swallow your pretty cock down his throat.”
“Oh God.” Samuel tensed between them.
“Feed him some more. Daniel likes to be dirty, don’t you, Baby?”
Daniel moaned, slipping his mouth from Milo’s finger, watching as Samuel delicately ran his finger through the mess of their cum on his body before hesitantly offering it to Daniel’s mouth. Daniel fell onto it, taking it to the back of his throat and swirling his tongue around, all three of them moaning.
“He tastes good, doesn’t he?” Milo smirked up at him.
Daniel slipped off Samuel’s finger with a grin. “Real good. I have a feeling we’ll have to share your cock, Sweetheart. But then, having both of our mouths wrapped around your cock wouldn’t be an issue for you, right?”
Samuel shook his head, still dazed by his orgasm. “I want everything from you.”
“You got it.” Milo kissed Samuel’s swollen lips and Daniel joined him, sharing his mouth, licking and biting him, s
ucking his lips and tongue, sharing kisses between themselves at the same time.
“Anything you want from us, you can have any time.”
“You’d never be apart from me.” Samuel gasped as Daniel rolled his balls in his hand.
“That’s the idea.” Milo and Daniel chuckled, then began kissing Samuel again.
Chapter 22
Samuel woke up and turned around in the comfy bed. It was familiar now after nearly two weeks living with Daniel. He felt content seeing the pale blue colours and knowing he was safe here. He no longer woke up with a startled jump, afraid and anxious about where he was or who had been near him while he caught a few hours’ sleep.
Knowing he wasn’t alone in the house always calmed him, and hearing the radio playing some dance tune from the kitchen with Daniel humming to it, probably making a mess while attempting to make breakfast, made Samuel smile as he stretched out.
He ran his hand over the sheet, reminding himself of Milo as he sat beside him last night before he left for his night shift. He could feel the vibrations still clinging to the bed from his body and shivered slightly, wrapping his fist in the sheet and clinging onto it as he felt Milo’s touch over his skin. He was softer than Daniel, and Samuel knew from watching them together that it wasn’t the case between the two of them. Right now, Samuel knew Milo was holding back so much with him, frightened almost of being with him like he really needed, but they had time. A lot of time hopefully.
His body reacted as Samuel remembered Milo next to him, gently pushing him back on the bed before half lying over and kissing him. Samuel’s hand crept to his cock, breathing faster and temperature heating up as he recalled Milo’s hard body against his, working his large hands over every inch of him—every inch except his cock. When Samuel arched upwards and wrapped his arms around Milo’s neck, pushing himself against the hard length in between Milo’s thighs, Milo grunted, wanting more than they could both have right then. He’d left Samuel with another soft kiss and the promise of more when he got home.
It felt strange having just him there. That was the first time they’d shared anything sexual and not had Daniel with them. Not that they’d shared lots yet. The last couple of days had been filled with touches and kisses, and talking, so much talking. Samuel knew they needed to hear him confirm he was aware of what was going on and he wanted it, but it grated on Samuel’s nerves and they quietly let the matter drop for a bit.
“Samuel.”
Daniel was outside the door and Samuel glanced down, seeing his cock rising up against the thin sheet covering him and hid his face in the pillow. It was embarrassing to see how much he wanted their touch, and even more so not being able to have some alone time to deal with the matter before anyone saw him.
“I'm awake, just… waking up.” Up! Samuel shook his head. He also sounded turned on and he could slap himself for letting himself sound so breathless and needy.
“You okay?” Daniel had a soft, playful tone to his words and Samuel knew he’d guessed what was keeping him in bed.
“Yes.” Samuel let a little harder tone fill his voice, but he was sick of having them both walk on eggshells around him. “I'm fine.”
“I have no doubt at all that you're fine, Baby.” Daniel laughed and Samuel sat up. “I have tea, want it in here?”
“Sure, why not.” Samuel crossed his legs and sat up against the wall, adjusting a pillow behind him as Daniel walked in with two cups of tea. “Morning.” Samuel took a cup and watched Daniel sit beside him, right where Milo sat last night. “Sleep okay without Milo cuddling up to you?”
Daniel was too busy looking over Samuel’s body, the sheet pooling around his lap was doing a good job hiding his morning erection, but it left his naked chest on show. “Cuddling isn’t really his thing. He does spread out and take up the whole bed though. I had loads of space, it was weird. You should have got in with me.”
Samuel thought about that too much last night. He’d wanted to cross the landing and get in bed with him, but their restraint wouldn’t have held out and things would have happened which they were trying to hold back. “I wanted to. But you know why I didn’t. It’s the same reason you didn’t climb in my bed.”
It hadn’t been spoken about in detail how things were going to move on with three of them yet. After the initial break down between the three of them a couple of days ago when they returned from the safe house, there was shock between all of them for different reasons, and they all knew without saying anything they had to just step back and take a breath. No matter how they all wanted things to move on, they had to give it time.
Milo was the biggest concern. Samuel hadn’t thought Milo was doing anything wrong, but then he was less involved in Milo’s work and he had much less experience with the police force and all the rules Milo was constrained by. “I hope Milo is okay. I’m worried he’ll get in trouble because of me.”
“His boss wasn’t in last night, but that’s why he’s going to be late home this morning. He’s waiting to speak to him today.” Daniel smiled at the concern Samuel felt and kissed him softly on the lips. “I’m worried too, but Milo’s thought hard about the three of us, and he wants this to work. He’s pretty much made up his mind to try anything to achieve that.”
“I don’t want him to lose his job over this.”
“I don’t think that will happen.” Daniel played with the cuff on his sweater. Samuel placed his cup on the bedside table and hugged him. He knew what Daniel said and what he was telling him were two different things. “He’ll be okay, Sweetheart.”
“I know you're both putting a lot on the line by even considering bringing me into your lives. Just having me share your house without all the other stuff is difficult as it is, but this… You both have a lot to lose.” Samuel questioned their decision constantly, even worried they would just change their minds and feel it was too much hassle to continue trying.
“Hey.” Daniel moved closer, sitting beside him and wrapping his arm around Samuel’s shoulder and holding him tightly. “We don’t consider you a hassle, or a bother. You're a blessing, one I’m thankful for finding every time I look at you, or every time I hear Milo say he loves me because that wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t for you. Even if it did, we wouldn’t be together right now without you making everything work.”
Daniel lifted his head and let Samuel move closer, half lying over him with his arms wrapped insanely tight around his ribs. “We all have questions and doubts over how this is going to work. Even without the investigation, getting three people together and feeling good about how things work was going to be hard. Things have moved fast, a lot faster than my one and only experience with relationships with Milo. But we’re different people from seven years ago and I don’t want to compare how we began against how we are right now.”
“There are so many things surrounding us. I want them all to go away and just think about us.”
“I know, Sweetheart. I guess we all feel like that sometimes, but just think, without all those other things tagging along, we wouldn’t have met.” Daniel kissed his forehead gently then sighed. “That’s a selfish way to think. I don’t want you to think… Well, I would change a lot about your life, Samuel, even sacrifice knowing you myself if it would stop what happened.”
“I know you would, both of you would.” Samuel sat up a little so he could look into Daniel’s sad green eyes and smiled. “If we could have met differently, of course I would go for that option. But you can't go back, only move on and I understand the path I started down three years ago was full of a lot of horrible things, but if it all led me right here, I'm not going to think about losing the only good thing to come from that journey.”
“I don’t want to lose you. Not for anything or anyone. All I want is for you to be happy and feel safe.”
“I am and I do.” Samuel glanced at the clock with a sigh. “I just really want to know what’s going on with Milo.”
Daniel pulled out his mobile from the back pocket
of his jeans and began texting Milo. Short and sweet, but it said everything Samuel wanted to say, that they were worried and wanted an update. Daniel ended it with I love you and Samuel thought about asking him to change it to we, but then bit his lip because that just seemed too casual, too soon, but he did love him. He loved them both. Even without the tease of a relationship happening he loved them. They were the only real friends he’d ever had, the only people since he was a child who cared and protected him and, he hoped, loved him. He felt loved, but… What did Samuel know about love anyway?
It was so long ago since he’d felt anything even close to love. He’d been so confused after escaping Boris and the gang that when he’d found Claudia, the only thought on his mind was trying to recover himself. Emotions weren’t something he felt back then. It was all pain and hurt, all bad things. He’d worked through those with her help, and now he knew he loved her for all she’d done for him, but then he felt nothing. He was nothing, and that made him an empty shell, not a person, not like he was right now. How could he not feel love for the two men who filled that empty shell and made him feel whole again?
After leaving her, what did he have to love? He’d left her with two bags and nothing else. Just his fears, and if those fears hadn't been enough to keep him closed up, then living rough had. Almost all homeless people keep to themselves, apart from if they are forced to sleep near each other, and even then there’s no conversation, just looks or glances. The worry who you were sleeping next to was always there.
You had no idea if they were going to mug you or hurt you as soon as your eyes closed. Looking back, he knew they were probably just curious about him, keeping an eye on their stuff like he always did with his. When the only things on your mind were where your next meal would come from and if you could find a dry place to catch an hour’s sleep—who had time for love or any of the other dreams and aspirations normal people had? All Samuel thought about was keeping safe, keeping hidden, keeping away from Boris. Keeping away from every living thing which he could come in contact with just in case they were helping Boris find him, or if Samuel would accidentally get them hurt by being near them.
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