by Kris Cook
When they ended their kiss, Dustin looked down at him, green eyes sparkling like an Emerald Island spring. But the lusty storm behind those orbs permeated into Clint, stirring up his own passion to a fever pitch.
Then Beth came into his view, smiling. “You both are amazing.”
She saw through his deception and made him face his darkest fear.
“Beth, you’re so incredible, so sexy.” Clint put his hand at the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss.
Sweet lips. Soft. Wet. Delicious. Feminine. He went deeper into her, his tongue drilling. No holding back. No fear. More desire flooded into his already boiling body. For the first time in his life, he gave free rein to all of his desires. And being free energized him.
Continuing their mouth play, Clint moved his hands to her round breasts and pinched her nipples through her blouse. She let out a moan that pleased him in ways he’d never experienced before. His entire body juiced up.
Beth broke their lip lock. “God, you kiss so good. Kiss him again, Dustin.”
Dustin took Clint’s mouth hostage. Ten thousand volts of raw lust poured into him over conduits of lips and tongues.
Dustin unbuttoned Clint’s shirt while deepening their kiss. The coolness of the room didn’t offer any relief to the heat building inside of Clint. Letting himself enjoy the moment of freedom, he moved his hands over Dustin’s t-shirt and explored his muscled chest. Clint stopped at Dustin’s nipples. He pinched them, drawing out a long sigh from the hunk.
The kiss broke, and Dustin smiled back at him. “Beth, help me get Clint out of his clothes.”
Beth nodded. Her fingers went to his belt while Dustin eased him out of his shirt.
“So, I’m the only one that is going to be exposed here?” Clint gave them both a wide grin.
“Serves you right after Friday night.” Beth laughed.
“For now, yes.” Dustin teased. “But not for long.”
Beth eased his zipper down and curled her fingers around his boxers’ waistband. His cock vibrated against her touch. She pulled the fabric down, releasing his dick. Her thumb circled the head. Intense pressure built up in his balls.
A sudden shock blasted through his body as Dustin’s mouth latched onto his left nipple and sucked hard. He closed his eyes tight against the onslaught of desire. Then Beth’s mouth slid down the full length of his cock. Their oral pleasure blasted him beyond every boundary, transporting him to want and longing.
“Feel good?” Dustin asked, coming up for air.
“It feels fantastic.”
“You think that’s good, just wait.” Dustin grinned wickedly.
He patted Beth on the shoulder, and she stopped sucking on Clint’s dick.
He wasn’t sure what Dustin planned, but he would go the distance.
Then Dustin leaned down and encircled Clint’s dick with his large hand. He bent down and licked the tip of his cock. The rightness of being with Dustin and Beth only added to the desire that took him over.
“You like that?” Dustin asked.
“I love it.”
Dustin smiled at him and then swallowed Clint’s dick to the base. A tsunami of emotions ripped through Clint. Juicy heat combusted inside him. Nothing else existed except this moment with Dustin and Beth.
Beth gasped. “Does it feel incredible, Clint?”
“Yes.”
Then her lips covered his. Her tongue brought responses that charged up his body even more.
As Clint enjoyed the two mouths working him over, he recalled the moment he froze when Dustin touched him Friday night. What a fool he’d been. No more. This miraculous duo were taking him on the ride of his life. He never wanted to exit.
Clint touched Dustin’s hair, probably the only thing soft on the man.
Dustin looked up at him. “Do you want to come this way?”
“Yes, but not now. I want you both out of your clothes.”
“As you wish.” Dustin smiled.
He and Beth were out of their clothes in seconds. Dustin’s cock jutted out, demanding attention. Clint knelt down in front of him, but then a fit of trembling took him over. He couldn’t move. Could the old bastard still be in his head? Fuck. Clint closed his eyes tight, trying to will himself free of old demons.
Beth knelt down next to him. “It’s okay, Clint. Relax. I’ll help you. For now, keep your eyes closed.”
She put her hand over his and guided it up to Dustin’s dick. Together, their hands encircled his thick cock . Clint could feel the pulsing.
“That feels so good.” Dustin’s voice came out like a growl.
Beth instructed, “Open your eyes, Clint. And look at what you’re holding.”
He complied. Dustin’s cock danced in their hands.
She continued, “All that hardness should tell you how much he wants you. We both do. You have nothing to fear here. You’re safe with us.”
The paralysis of Clint’s body left as his renewed desire pounded inside him. He moved his hand up and down Dustin’s cock. Liquid heat surged into Clint’s dick.
“You wanted to taste him Friday night, didn’t you?” Beth asked.
“Yes.”
“But you denied yourself.” Beth whispered into his ear. “But here’s another chance. Just taste the tip. Don’t go too fast.”
Quivering, Clint obeyed Beth and his own lust. He licked the slit of Dustin’s dick. It tasted salty on his tongue. Dustin moaned, delighting Clint.
Beth urged Clint on with her lips against his neck. Sensations of electricity rocketed through him. He wanted to please Dustin and wanted to be pleased by him. The past would not hold him hostage any longer.
He swallowed the head of Dustin’s cock. It filled Clint’s mouth.
“Go slow. Relax your throat.” Beth instructed.
Clint’s passion wouldn’t be harnessed any longer, nor would it wait for him to gain some quick expertise. Instead he clumsily took all of Dustin’s meat down to the base.
“A little too much teeth,” Dustin informed. “But please, don’t stop.”
Beth positioned herself between Clint’s legs. “Whatever I do to you, you do to Dustin.”
Her breath on his dick took him higher. With a slow exhale, she blew on the tip of his cock, driving him to wicked madness. Clint slipped his mouth off Dustin and began blowing on the head of his dick.
“Beth’s a good teacher, but be careful, Clint. That will drive me wild.”
Beth licked his shaft from the base to the head. She circled the cone with her tongue and then slipped back down to his balls. Every fiber of Clint’s body shook from desire for her to swallow him whole. As before, he repeated on Dustin every touch and taste that Beth worked out on his dick.
Her lips amazed him. His release was building up inside him. By the way Dustin’s cock jumped against his tongue, Clint believed Dustin’s liquid would be shooting in seconds.
“Suck it. Suck it hard.” Dustin yelled.
Beth slid her hot mouth slowly down Clint’s dick. Shocks of delight spread down to his toes.
“That’s it, Clint. You’ve got it.” Dustin’s hands pushed against the back of Clint’s head.
His friend’s cock seemed to be getting harder inside Clint’s throat. His own dick, slick from Beth’s treatment, writhed like a beast.
With each moment, Clint’s skill increased as he mimicked what he experienced from Beth’s mouth on Dustin’s cock. He learned how to bring Dustin close to the edge by speeding his tempo, then stopping just before the man could come. After a few minutes, he could start the assault again. Over and over he repeated the process, bringing Dustin close to release before backing off. He sucked on Dustin’s cock until his mouth and jaw began to ache, but he would not stop. He loved every bit of it. He loved the power and ferociousness.
Dustin stopped his lunging forward into Clint’s mouth. “I can’t hold back much longer. If you’re not ready to swallow, then you better stop right now.”
But Clint hungered to ta
ste Dustin’s warm liquid. So he increased his tempo up and down the meaty shaft, not stopping. Beth’s mouth moved faster and faster on Clint’s cock. Fervor whirled like a tornado as his own orgasm moved up his shaft.
He looked at Beth just as an orgasm took her. He loved hearing her moan with his cock in her mouth, watching her fingers rubbing her clit, feeling her face between his legs, slick with orgasmic sweat.
“O-Oh God.” Dustin screamed as he shot into the back of Clint’s throat.
Clint swallowed every drop. And then, his own delirium took him, as he shot his load down Beth’s throat.
And for the first time in his life, he experienced true ecstasy.
Chapter Thirteen
Beth stood in her kitchen without a single thread of clothing. She practiced modesty even when alone, but after her time with Dustin and Clint, she enjoyed freedom like never before. Putting on a robe to make coffee and toast seemed ridiculous. She liked the feel of the cool air on her skin.
Her body ached from all the lovemaking with Clint and Dustin over the past several hours. She shivered at all they did to and with each other. Their appetites for her weren’t lessened by their lust for each other. Instead, the more they explored each other, the more they wanted her.
She sent the bread into the chambers of the toaster. The smell of coffee in the maker wafted up to her nose. She looked over at the time on the stove. Six-thirty.
“Oh shit.” The guys were late for their shift. Even being the hot announcers at the station, she doubted even corporate would tolerate a no-show.
She wouldn’t go back to the station. Call it stubbornness or pride, she didn’t care. After seeing Clint face his fear, how could she do less? She might land on her face, but she must at least try. Put an audition tape together and send it out. But how could she leave these two amazing men? They’d shown her more about herself then she ever dreamed possible.
She needed to leave. They had each other. Besides, she knew that they would leave her once the next big offer came. Better to get the jump on that.
Yes, it would crush her, but what else could she do? Get in deeper with Dustin and Clint? It was already more than she could handle. Another month or two with them and the heartbreak would split her into a million pieces. No way.
Last night must be their last time together.
She looked down at the tray with three cups of coffee, six slices of buttered toast, and some sliced fruit she’d prepared. If the guys were as hungry as she, this would not be enough fare, but it would be a start.
Beth walked in with the meal thinking she’d find the guys still asleep, but instead they were sitting up, and smiling at her. Their naked muscled chests looked wonderful. Sadly, her sheet covered their bottom halves.
“Hello, beautiful.” Clint winked. “That smells great.”
“I could eat a horse.” Dustin’s arms went straight up, and he let out a long yawn.
“It’s not much,” Beth apologized.
“It’ll be fine, darlin.”
“You know you guys are late for work.” She placed the tray on the end of the bed.
Dustin didn’t hesitate but took a piece of toast and devoured it in two bites. Clint took her hand and guided her back to the bed between him and Dustin.
Talking with a full mouth, Dustin said, “Like I said that first day we met, there are more important things than broadcasting.”
Her stomach announced her own hunger. Forgoing manners, she consumed a piece of toast almost as fast as Dustin had. In less than five minutes, the tray’s contents were consumed and they all sat drinking coffee.
An inconceivable sadness engulfed her. She couldn’t bear giving over more of her heart to them, and that meant never having them in her bed again.
Dustin turned to Clint. “Shall we tell her?”
“Tell me? What?”
“Dustin, you have no social skills do you?”
“You’re right about that.” Dustin put his arm around her back.
His forearm and bicep enveloped her. She loved it. She felt sexy.
She tensed. Were they hoping for more nights with her? Lots of wonderful amazing sex until they got their next offer and left her in the dust? That could not be. She needed to let them know right now. Her heart couldn’t bear anymore.
“Guys, there’s something we need to get straight.”
“Exactly.” Dustin grinned broadly. “That’s what Clint and I were just talking about.”
Beth sat up.
“Dustin, slow down.” Clint ordered. “Beth, we both want you.”
Her heart leapt in her chest. She wanted them. But a few days, months, even a year would lead to only heartache. When they tired of her, she’d be alone. It would be too much.
“Guys—”
Clint put his finger on her lips. “Don’t talk. Just listen.”
Dustin began rubbing her neck.
“Okay.”
“You are the most amazing woman that either of us has ever known. And we think that what we have together, the three of us, is also amazing.” Clint kissed her shoulder.
“It’s been great, guys.” Tears welled up in her eyes. How could she tell them that it was over? But for her own wellbeing, she must.
“Beth, Dustin and I want to marry you.”
“Yes, we do.”
Marry? “What? B-But—”
“Just listen, honey.” Clint kissed her shoulder again. “I know that’s not possible legally, but we want you to be our wife.”
“Darlin, you should marry Clint for the license, though.”
“Why?” Beth tried to form a sentence, but couldn’t.
“There are lots of reasons you should marry at least one of us.” Dustin informed. “Benefits, taxes, housing.”
“That is no reason to marry.”
“That’s true. The only reason to marry someone is for love. And I love you, Beth.”
“You think you do, but this won’t work. It can’t.”
“Beth, what are you afraid of?” Clint kissed her shoulder again.
She swallowed. “Say I agree to this. What about you two? Clint, you love Dustin and he loves you. I know.”
The guys turned to each other and smiled.
“That’s the reason it won’t work.” Beth felt her eyes fill with tears.
“You don’t want us to love each other?” Clint took her chin and turned her face to him.
“Of course not. Your hearts are open to each other. That thrills me. But think. When you came out of the bathroom and found Dustin making love to me without you, how did that make you feel?”
“Beth, that won’t happen again.”
“That’s easy to say, but you can’t be sure.”
“And Dustin, did you know that Clint and I had sex?”
His face showed surprise. He didn’t know.
“We did. Great sex. Without you. How does that make you feel?”
He shrugged. “I’m okay with Clint touching you, with or without me.”
“Of course you are. Nothing fucking bothers you. But me, that would bother me. My ex cheated on me. I found him in bed with my best friend.”
“That’s not us.” Dustin shook his head.
“You can’t tell me that you two won’t have sex together without me. I couldn’t ask you not to. I know I should be more evolved, more modern, but I’m not. I don’t think I could handle it.”
Clint grabbed her hand. “Beth, you’re making excuses. I sense it.”
“Maybe, but it doesn’t change anything for us.”
“Since your divorce, have you had a relationship with anyone?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“It has everything to do with why you’re fighting something you know is rare. Love. You’re terrified we’ll break your heart. But you’ve already come too far not to be hurt.”
Could he be right?
“Trust me, Beth. I know how to break the wall you’ve built up over the years.”
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“You’re so much stronger than you think. It may be a cliché, but love is worth the risk.”
Dustin winked at her.
Clint stood up. “Do you trust me?”
“I do.”
He pulled her off the bed. Her body quivered, not sure what he had in mind, but still very excited at the possibilities.
Clint turned to Dustin. “Bring in the dining room chair with the arms.”
“What are you up to?” he asked.
“You’ll see.”
Dustin jumped from the bed and left the room.
Clint walked to the closet door. He opened it up and brought out three of her robes.
“These will work fine.”
“What do you mean?”
He pulled the ties free from their respective robes.
Oh God.
He grabbed something from the floor and placed it on her nightstand. It was his black bag. He must’ve left it the other night.
Dustin returned with the chair.
Clint pointed to the corner by the window three feet from the bed. “Set it there.”
Dustin did as instructed.
“Beth, get in the chair.”
Trembling, she obeyed. Clint tied her left wrist to the chair arm.
“What the fuck are you doing to her?”
“Something I’ve done for years. Remember the time when Max told you that I’d been seen at that BDSM club?”
“I do. You denied it.”
“I did. I lied.”
“Fuck, Clint. What’s wrong with you?”
“I never told you about it because I knew you’d react this way.”
“How else am I supposed to react? This is fucked up.”
“It isn’t. Before Beth, it was the only way that I could get off with a woman. I liked the control.”
“And you want to do that to Beth now?”
“I’ve come a long way with you and Beth helping me. Now, you need to open your mind up. So does she. She’s got a barrier that needs to come down. We can make it come down. Together.”
“I won’t stand for her to be tied up. It’s—”
“Beth, tell him.” Clint’s voice took on the commanding tone he’d used the other night.
Without a thought, she answered, “Tell him what, sir?”