Vince Kaufman wrapped a towel around his waist, as he stepped out of the walk-in shower. The door leading to the adjoining bedroom he shared with Derek was open. As he wiped the steam from the mirror in front of him, he mentally corrected himself. He was now sharing the bedroom with both Derek and Alec. Even though Alec’s clothing and other personal belongings would be in the guest room because of space issues, the handsome twin would be sleeping in their bed every night.
Before Vince had time to indulge his thoughts, two arms went around his waist. He turned to see Derek standing in front of him. His partner was already dressed, wearing jeans and a blue cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. So fucking hot! Smiling at his mental appraisal, he stared down into his lover’s eyes. Derek rarely wore casual wear, so the change was a nice surprise.
Derek and Vince owned a private gay club in Little Rock, hence his partner’s professional wardrobe. Alec wore business attire as well, only dressing down on the weekends, when he was away from his job as a high school English teacher. Vince flaunted trendier fashions, often reflecting his flamboyance. His favorite outfit was a pair of dark purple skinny jeans and lavender T-shirt.
Knowing the reason behind the change in Derek’s attire caused a fresh wave of desire to rush his body. Today was Saturday, and Alec planned to be moved in before Monday morning. After a shared breakfast, the three of them would spend the better part of the day moving boxes. Later that night, Vince and his partners would be at the club.
“Are you sure you are all right with Alec living with us now?” Derek asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Vince replied, continuing to stare in his lover’s eyes. “I agreed to be his partner.”
“I know you love him, but are you in love with him?”
“Why all the questions?” Vince countered.
“Vince, are you in love with Alec? Define love as opposed to being in love.”
Vince pulled away from Derek, turning his back to his lover. He put both hands against the vanity, supporting his body. Derek joined him, placing his arms once more around his waist. Vince leaned into Derek’s touch.
“I just want you to follow your heart, baby,” Derek said. “Maybe both of you should have a night or two alone. I could sleep in the guest room. Is my presence during lovemaking keeping you from opening up to him?”
“No,” Vince replied. “I made love with him. We’re partners now and—”
“And, you haven’t told him you’re in love with him. I heard you share the sentiment with me when the three of us were in bed last night, just not him. Vince, just telling someone you love them isn’t the same.”
“I’m not ready to answer your questions, Derek.”
The fact Derek was always bold enough to express his feelings was both exciting and yet exasperating to Vince. His husband also had the ability to help him realize his own heart. Vince met Derek when he was twenty. He had also come out that year, too. Other than just a handful of young men Vince had kissed, Derek Young was his first real relationship with another man. Derek was also his first lover. At thirty, Derek had been older and more experienced. Vince had been quickly swept off his feet in a romance that still flourished twenty years later. Not only had Derek made his first sexual experiences special, but his partner continued to push his arousal to new levels.
“Vince,” Derek spoke again. “I want you to always be happy and feel loved. I know we share intimacy, but I don’t want there to be any part of your heart that has hidden desires. If there is, I want to fulfill them. I know my brother is one of your desires.”
Vince continued to press his body against his lover’s torso. Derek’s breath was warm on the back of his neck, as his partner’s lips brushed gently against his earlobe.
“Seeing you opening up to Alec is creating a new chapter in our marriage. I love knowing you feel comfortable enough with me to share your sexual feelings and your body with another before my eyes.”
“Oh, Derek!” Vince moaned. “Don’t get me hard.”
“You’re already hard.”
Vince bit his bottom lip to keep from crying out when Derek’s hands caressed the length of his arms. His partner’s fingertips lingered on his buttocks for a few moments, and then slipped beneath his towel.
“I was right,” Derek whispered. “So. Damn. Hard.”
“Mmm,” Vince said, feeling one of Derek’s palms wrapping around his cock. “What about Alec? Damn, Derek, that feels good!”
His partner slowly stroked his hard flesh, as he felt warm lips sucking his neck. Vince didn’t wait for Derek to release the towel. Instead, he pulled it from his body. The white material landed on the floor nearby.
“Alec is making breakfast, and I am going to suck your rock hard cock,” Derek said in a matter-of-fact tone, before Vince felt the shaft of his dick disappearing into the warm heat of his lover’s mouth.”
“Suck me, Derek. I don’t want a tease.”
Derek was on his knees in front of Vince’s body, as he tangled his hands in his husband’s salt-and-pepper hair. His cockhead was already rubbing the smooth skin at the back of Derek’s throat. Pre-cum was steadily flowing from the slit. Derek’s left hand was around his body, caressing his right buttock, as his partner’s left fingertips were rubbing his sac.
“Does what I’m doing feel like a tease, baby?”
Vince shook his head in a negative fashion.
“I didn’t think so,” Derek said.
Derek’s lips continued to explore Vince’s shaft as his mouth formed a firm suction against the hard flesh. Vince now found one of his hands against the back of Derek’s head, guiding his lover’s actions.
“I’m so in love with you, Derek,” Vince cried, right before cum started to shoot from the slit in his cockhead.
His partner was now focusing his attention on his swollen head, licking away the juice each shot produced. Derek swallowed every drop offered. Vince watched as his partner slowly got up off his knees and pulled him close. He bent his body against the vanity, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
“I can taste my juice,” Vince murmured between kisses. “I love your taste, too.”
“I’m pretty sure Alec wants to experience more intimate acts with you as well.”
“I made love to him. A person can’t get more intimate than that.”
“Vince, you’ve told me that twice.”
Pulling away again, Vince reached for the towel on the floor, wrapping it back around his waist. This time, he crossed his arms across his chest and looked at a distant point on the wall.
“Talk to me, baby,” Derek said. “What’s wrong?”
Vince sighed, knowing his husband knew him better than he did himself. He was already aware of what his partner was hinting at. Last night when the three of them were in bed, Alec had kissed a path down his chest, licking his flesh. Instead of sucking his cock, Alec’s lips had moved lower, trailing over his sac. When Alec’s tongue licked across his anal opening, Vince pulled the man’s body back over his, ending the caress.
Not only had he stopped Alec’s intention to rim him, but later he had removed his mouth from Alec’s cock when he felt his husband’s brother getting ready to come. Both times, he had seen the hurt in Alec’s eyes, so he knew Derek had probably seen it, too.
Trying to ignore his own thoughts, Vince asked, “Did Alec say something?”
“No, he didn’t have to.”
Now Vince knew they were talking about last night. He wasn’t sure why he had stopped Alec from rimming him, or refused to swallow his partner’s cum. Vince considered those acts intimate expressions of commitment and love. Both of which he shared with Alec.
Even though he had only been Alec’s partner for a week, their relationship spanned the length of his marriage to Derek. Vince knew the two brothers were close. Their parents had been killed in a car crash when the boys were eleven years old. They were raised by their mother’s parents. Derek was a few minutes older than his handsome twin. Vince remembered De
rek telling him he always felt he should take care of his little brother. They came out together at the age of eighteen, shared many of the same interests, including types of men.
From the beginning, Alec was a familiar face in their relationship. Vince had met both brothers at his first drag show. Even though their appearances were identical, their personalities were more diverse. True, they were similar, but each man had his own unique mannerisms and attitude that had immediately caught Vince’s eye.
Alec was reserved and soft spoken, and Derek was more dominant. At the time, Alec was dating another man, so the only dinner invitation he had received was from Derek. While there had always been a spark between Vince and Alec, life seemed to move them in different directions, at least romantically. Now the same flame that had ignited between Vince and Derek so many years ago was skipping hearts and creating a new smoldering ember between himself and Alec. The idea not only scared Vince, but it aroused him in ways he had not thought possible. Perhaps those were the hidden desires Derek wanted to help him quench.
Finally responding to Derek, Vince said, “Becoming involved with Alec is a new feeling. You’re still monogamous, I’m not anymore.”
“Remember what I told you last Saturday night? If you don’t like our games then you don’t have to play. What’s going on now is not a game, but the same principle applies. Baby, I’d never force you to do anything you were uncomfortable with.”
“I know that,” Vince said, finally turning his face to meet Derek’s stare. “I want Alec to be happy, but at the same time, I don’t want you to think I’m rushing what I feel for him.”
“Baby,” Derek said, pulling Vince back into his arms, “from the look on Alec’s face when he was inside you last night, I’d say my brother is the happiest he has been in years.”
“What about us?”
“Vince, we’re fine. The three of us are not young men anymore. What does your heart want?”
“Both of you,” Vince replied so quickly he wondered if he’d even spoken the words aloud.
“Then the first thing you need to do is tell him you are in love with him.”
“Just walk up and say, ‘I’m in love with you?’ That’s real romantic, Derek. I’m not as bold as you,” he said playfully.
Vince felt Derek spank him on the ass and whisper in his ear, “I’d say the way you were riding his cock last night you’re bold enough.”
“I haven’t felt you inside me in a few nights,” Vince countered. “Well, other than my mouth.”
“We’ve had twenty years together. Alec needs to explore your body, too, which is why I insist the two of you spend some time together as a couple tonight at the club. Then I am going to sleep in the guest room for a few nights.”
When Vince tried to protest, he felt two fingers against his lips, silencing him.
“This might give you an opportunity to open more of your heart to him,” Derek said.
“What about—”
“If I get horny,” Derek interrupted, “I can always jerk off to your photo. Now, finish getting dressed and come downstairs for breakfast.”
“I can’t leave you alone tonight at the club to act like a patron with Alec! We’ve got work to do in the office, payroll is due next week, and—”
“I can handle it, Vince. Are you going to tell him about the plans, or do I have to? I think my brother, and your husband, has gotten tired of waiting for us downstairs.”
Vince turned to see Alec standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
“Breakfast is almost ready,” Alec said with an amused look on his face.
“I’ll go check on the food and leave the two of you alone. You’ve got five minutes before I send a search party,” Derek said.
“Derek?” Vince asked, before his partner left the room.
“Yes,” Derek replied.
Vince pulled his lover into his arms for a tender kiss. “Thank you.”
As Derek left the room, Vince’s eyes met Alec’s tender blue stare. His partner was looking up into his eyes, caressing his cheek with his fingertips.
“I haven’t been able to get you off my mind,” Alec spoke quietly. “The way we connected last night.”
“I know.”
Vince swallowed hard, thinking he should have said something else…anything except his simple reply. Alec’s sensual gaze made his heart pound. His partner was looking at him so intently, that Vince wondered if two bodies could melt into each other without physical contact. Well, other than the fingertips still stroking his face. Before he could process another thought, Alec’s lips met his in a tentative kiss. The hesitant manner in which his husband kissed him, spoke to Alec’s reserved and soft-spoken nature.
“Alec,” Vince moaned.
Even though Alec had always taken the lead with him, so far, it was as if his lover was asking permission to kiss him. Vince calling out his partner’s name had obviously been the admission his husband needed.
“Come here, Vincent,” Alec whispered.
Alec deepened the kiss. Vince’s lips were being parted, and Alec’s tongue slipped inside his mouth.
“Alec!” Vince moaned again, only this time his voice was filled with desire.
“I love you, Vincent,” Alec murmured, releasing Vince’s mouth for just a second.
“I love you, too,” Vince replied.
Then, just as quickly as the kiss had begun, Alec was pulling away. Vince was now cradled in his lover’s arms. Alec had a different scent than Derek. Both smells were masculine and equally arousing. Vincent was not only learning the touch of his husband’s brother, but he was growing accustomed to the scent of another man on his body. Right now, he could smell not only Derek but Alec’s skin.
“Derek wants us to spend some time alone with each other tonight…as a couple…at the club,” Vince said.
“I’d like that.” One of Alec’s hands was now tenderly stroking Vince’s bare back. “I also heard him say something about afterward, too.”
Vince knew his eyes were probably full of unshared feelings. Maybe Derek was right about him spending time alone with Alec. Anyway, Derek would hear about it the next day. Vince was finding it harder to keep his feelings hidden from either man.
Chapter Four
“Where’s Vince?” Derek said, pulling the cinnamon rolls out of the oven. “The fruit salad you made is probably chilled in the fridge. Can you take it out?”
Alec watched his brother, donned in an oven mitt, setting the hot pan on the range. Pouring a glass of orange juice from a nearby pitcher, Alec took a seat at the bar.
“Vince said he’d be down in a few minutes,” Alec replied. “I left him so we could talk privately. The fruit salad can wait.”
“All right. Talk,” Derek said removing the oven mitt from his hand.
“I don’t want to intrude on a twenty-year marriage,” Alec blurted out. “What the two of you share is incredible. I’ve been jealous of it for years.”
“And I asked Vince if he was all right with you living here this morning. Both of you need to follow your hearts.”
Alec smiled at Derek’s carefree and dominant demeanor. At fifty years old he still idolized his big brother. In his eyes, Derek was successful, lucky at love, and commanded respect. Even though Alec was successful in his job as a teacher, he felt like a failure in the latter two.
From the moment he had met Vince twenty years ago, Alec had fallen hopelessly in love. At the time he was in a serious relationship with another man, so he quickly checked his feelings. The ‘serious relationship’ had turned abusive and sour six months later. Alec had taken a few black eyes and cracked ribs during the duration. Derek was sure his brother wouldn’t have put up with such abuse. However, Alec had endured physical and emotional torture out of fear of being alone.
In the months following the breakup, he had watched Vince and Derek grow serious and eventually commit to each other. He regretted every day since not having shared his feelings. Quickly the years had passed, and
his feelings for Vince deepened. If Derek hadn’t suggested last night Saturday, Alec was sure he would have exploded like a powder keg. The flames of his passion for Vince had been smoldering for too long.
“Alec, you are a dominant man,” Derek said.
His brother’s words brought him back to the present.
“I’m not so sure about that,” Alec replied.
“I saw you last night between Vince’s legs. Alec, you are a dominant man. We’re similar, remember? Brother, you have done a fine job at earning Vince’s submission by giving him your trust and love.”
“A fine job…yes,” Alec said sarcastically. “I feel him holding back. I can see what he wants to express in his eyes, and then it’s gone before I ever hear it in his words.”
“Vince knows I place more value in actions than words. However, a man still needs to hear his lover’s sentiments from time to time. That’s why the two of you are spending time together at the club tonight alone. Then I’m sleeping in the guest room for at least two nights.”
“Derek, I’ve loved him for twenty years. Damn, if I feel like I’ve wasted so much time. So I guess this is an extension of your drag show games?”
“Yes and no,” Derek replied. “Yes, the three of us will be playing more games, but this is a matter of the heart. As Vince’s top, I am responsible for fulfilling his desires, and you, my brother, are one my husband’s desires.”
Alec felt a slow smile forming, as he took another sip of his orange juice.
“Damn, I’m just nervous I’ll mess things up with him.”
“The look on Vince’s face whenever you two are together tells me there isn’t a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening.”
“I love him very much, Derek.”
“He loves you in return. I didn’t know just how much, until I saw him in your arms for the first time last week. I had my suspicions, though. He’s trying hard to open up to you. The two of us have always been monogamous.”
“Even though we’re close as brothers, I wondered about that, but didn’t feel it was my place to ask.”
“I’ve always thought Vince had the heart to love more than one man. Other than me, he just never found another who was right for him.”
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