Any Given Sunday

by Mari Carr

  “Lauren,” Chad whispered.

  Sean understood his concern, but he also knew their woman. Knew what was in her heart. “She understands. She’s not asking us to choose one or the other. She knows it’s better if it’s both.”

  Chad’s face crumbled with pain. “I can’t…”

  Sean rose, walked to the recliner, knelt in front of his best friend. Chad didn’t move away, didn’t stiffen up. “Can’t what?”

  “Can’t say— Can’t be—”

  “Why?” Sean asked. It was the one thing he simply couldn’t understand.

  “I’m not you, Sean. You walk around this world so comfortable with yourself, with who you are. You were raised that way. Raised to believe you could be anything you wanted. My dad won’t understand this. Your pop…” Chad paused, as every word he spoke seemed to cause him pain. “I respect him. I don’t want him to think—”

  “You think Pop would think less of you because of this?” Sean asked.

  “Jesus, Sean. I don’t know. I don’t know how to make any of this fucking work, okay? Homosexuality isn’t acceptable to my parents. They’re never gonna understand.”

  Suddenly Sean understood. “You’ve always known, haven’t you?”

  Chad looked down, clenching his hands so tightly his knuckles were white. “Known what?”

  “You’re gay.”

  Chad shook his head. “I’m in love with Lauren.”

  Sean chuckled. It was so like Chad to cling to that one lifeline, as if it made everything else go away. “Then you’re bi, like me. You knew that when you hit me, didn’t you?”

  Slowly Chad raised his face, caught his gaze and held it. “I knew it.”

  “I’m going to kiss you.”

  Chad didn’t move. Didn’t blink.

  “No more sneak attacks. If you don’t want to be kissed, say so now.”

  The only response Chad made was to lick his lips, his gaze dropping to Sean’s mouth. Sean recognized the invitation—and he leaned forward.

  Chad met him halfway.

  Their lips touched for only a second before Chad opened his mouth, deepening the kiss. Sean reached up, gripping Chad’s face, pulling him closer until he moved forward, his legs clinging to Sean’s hips. Sean tightened his fingers in Chad’s hair and the kiss continued. Minutes, hours could have passed as they clung to each other. A lifetime of secrets spoken not with words, but with lips and tongues and hands.

  Finally they broke apart, both of them gasping for air.

  “I’m not the first guy you’ve kissed.” Chad’s words weren’t a question.

  Sean shook his head and he watched as another truth became obvious to his best friend.

  “I’m not going to be your first male lover.”

  Sean had to give him credit. Chad never lowered his eyes, never looked away. He just kept hitting him with truth after truth. “Not my first,” Sean whispered, trying not to throw a victorious fist pump into the air.

  Chad said he was going to become his lover.

  “We’re not hiding, Chad. If we take this further, if we become lovers, the world’s gonna know. I’m not hiding in a closet anymore.”

  Chad closed his eyes, shuddered slightly. When he opened them again, Sean was amazed by the difference in Chad’s face. It was as if, with acceptance, he’d become younger. Chad leaned closer. “Teach me.”

  Sean rested his forehead against his best friend’s brow, Chad’s request taking his breath away. Taking a few seconds to gather his wits, he could do nothing but grin like a lovesick fool.

  Chad chuckled. “Shit. You’re not gonna turn into a typical Collins and start gloating, are you?”

  Sean laughed. “Maybe a little. After.”

  They both fell silent, the word after hovering in the air around them.

  Then Sean’s hands moved to the button on Chad’s jeans. The two of them worked together to pull the tight denim over his hips, down his legs. When they landed around Chad’s ankles, Sean finished stripping them off, tossing them to the side. Chad went commando. Sean did too. It was something they’d always had in common. Sean grinned. Seemed like they had a lot more in common than he’d ever realized.

  Sean placed his hand on Chad’s face and forced his friend to look at him. He could see Chad was uncomfortable, but the size of his hard-on convinced him the discomfort was based on nerves and fear of the unknown, not disinterest. “I’m gonna suck you off,” he said, “but I’m not gonna fuck you. There are three of us in this relationship and I want Lauren to be there the first time we take each other.”

  He could tell Chad wanted to argue that point, but he suspected that was also based on anxiety. “She won’t be disgusted, I swear,” Sean said, addressing the concerns written in his friend’s eyes.

  Chad considered that and then nodded. “You’re right. She won’t be. Jesus. Our girl is one in a million.”

  They grinned and agreed, Chad’s smile fading when Sean lowered his head.

  “Fuck,” he muttered as Sean dragged his tongue along Chad’s rigid length, starting at his balls and working his way up to the tip. Sean took his time, making sure Chad understood that there was nowhere on earth he’d rather be right now.

  Chad’s hands landed on Sean’s shoulders, his fingers tightening every time Sean hit a hot spot.

  He grinned to himself. Sex with Chad would be amazing, exciting. Watching his friend take Lauren had proven that fact. Chad liked it rough, which suited Sean just fine. He did too.

  He took the head of Chad’s cock in his mouth and sucked hard. Chad groaned, his fingers gripping his shoulders so strongly, Sean knew he’d have bruises tomorrow. It was part of why Sean liked sex with guys. There was a sensual brutality to it. Guys weren’t afraid to use their strength as they searched for pleasure.

  Gripping Chad’s cock tightly, Sean went to work trying to give him some of that pleasure right now. He moved up and down on his turgid flesh while Chad panted, groaned and begged for more.

  “God, Sean. That feels so fucking good. Can you take me deeper?”

  Sean moved his hand lower, squeezed Chad’s balls as he thrust down on his cock, not stopping until the head grazed the back of his throat.

  “Fuck,” Chad said through gritted teeth. “Too. Fucking. Good.”

  Sean loved reducing his friend’s vocabulary to nothing but a few words that expressed just how much he enjoyed what they were doing.

  “Can’t hold off much longer.”

  Sean took the statement as a dare. He wasn’t about to let Chad come so soon. He pulled his mouth off Chad’s cock while firmly encircling the base and applying pressure. “Oh no you don’t,” he said roughly. “I’ve waited years to get my mouth on you. You’re not gonna let it end this soon.”

  “Jesus, Sean,” Chad said, struggling to catch his breath.

  Sean leaned forward, captured his lips in a kiss while he continued to slow the flow of blood to Chad’s cock. “Just a little longer,” Sean urged between quick, wet kisses.

  Chad grasped Sean’s hair, pulled his face away. “Make you a bet.”

  Sean grinned. Chad was speaking to his Collins blood. “What kind of bet?”

  “You make me come in under five minutes and I’ll switch places. Give you the blowjob of the century.”

  “You don’t play fair.”

  Chad laughed. “I gotta come, man. My nuts are about to explode.”

  Sean kissed him quickly. “Deal.”

  He bent forward and put all his experience into knocking Chad’s balls off. In the end, he didn’t need five minutes. Hell, he didn’t need three. The thought of Chad sucking his cock drove him to new heights as he caressed his friend’s balls, used his teeth to tease Chad’s head before taking him to the hilt and swallowing.

  Chad exploded in his mouth, Sean drinking down every salty, hot drop. When he raised his head, he smiled as he watched Chad fall back against the recliner, a look of utter contentment on his face.

  After a week of anger and stress, Sea
n decided he’d never seen a more welcome sight. His friend was back. Even better, his friend was now his lover.

  When Chad opened his eyes, Sean’s grin grew.

  “You’re gloating,” Chad said.

  Sean shrugged. “It’s just the Collins way. My turn.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Lauren returned home shortly after midnight. After the movie, Riley had dragged her to the pub for a beer and some much-needed cheering up. She hadn’t told her friend why she was sad and, luckily, Riley hadn’t pressed for details. Part of what made her such an awesome friend was that Riley knew when you wanted to talk and when you just needed to forget. Tonight she’d kept Lauren laughing with stories of Bubbles’ antics in the restaurant kitchen. Bubbles had a penchant for spandex clothing that was three sizes too small for her quadruple D-cup girls, and apparently that wardrobe choice had led to some interesting mishaps. The laughter did the trick and, as Lauren entered the house, for the first time in a week she felt hopeful.

  Mainly because both Sean’s and Chad’s vehicles were still in the driveway.

  That feeling quickly turned to shock when she walked into the living room. She’d expected to find Sean sacked out on the couch—his bed for the past three weeks—watching TV.

  What she didn’t expect to find was Sean and Chad sound asleep in each other’s arms. Naked.

  Her gasp roused Chad, who looked at her warily.

  “Wow,” she whispered. “When you guys make up, you really make up.”

  Chad laughed silently at her joke but his sudden shaking woke Sean.

  “What are you laughing at?” Sean asked, not noticing her in the doorway yet. His eyes were drinking in Chad’s face and Lauren couldn’t contain her smile. She’d never seen such utter happiness.

  Chad pointed to her. “Lauren’s home.”

  Sean looked over, spotting her. His smile filled his whole face. “Why are you all the way over there?” He gestured for her to come closer. As she crossed the room, her body burst into full flame. Looking at the two of her sexy guys, naked and happy, was the greatest aphrodisiac in the world. She dropped down on the floor in front of the couch, right by their heads. Sean wrapped his free arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

  The kiss he gave her proved just how happy he was. His lips devoured hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth, conquering and claiming every part of it as his own.

  “What time is it?” Sean asked when they pulled apart.

  “A little after midnight.”

  She sucked in a sharp breath as Chad’s and Sean’s gazes darkened, turned hungry.

  “What?” she asked.

  “It’s Sunday,” Chad replied. “You’re ours.”

  Lauren leaned back, tried to assimilate to the changes overwhelming her. Unfortunately, the only thing permeating her scattered wits was how badly she wanted to have sex. Lots of sex.

  “Take off your clothes,” Sean commanded. “You know you’re not supposed to cover yourself on Sunday.”

  The fact that she’d spent the last two Sundays naked in their presence didn’t make it any easier for her to take her clothes off now. Things had changed and though they’d all been together numerous times before, this time was different. And she knew it.

  Clearly she hadn’t masked her feelings. Chad and Sean sat up on the couch.

  “Lauren,” Chad prodded, pointing to her blouse.

  “Wait,” Sean said. “Maybe we should talk about this for a minute.”

  The look Chad gave Sean was one of utter shock and Lauren couldn’t restrain her laughter.

  “You wanna talk about things?” Chad asked, and Lauren realized just how much had changed.

  Sean gave them a sheepish grin and shook his head. “Damn. It was bound to happen. Years of living with psych majors. I’ve been irreparably damaged. Probably gonna have to start talking about my feelings about taking out the garbage now.”

  They all laughed, but she was grateful to Sean for the invitation to speak her mind and she didn’t want to let the chance slip away. “You still want me?”

  “Christ,” Chad said loudly. “Did you really just ask that?”

  She gestured toward their naked states. “Well, it’s obvious things have sort of progressed to another level. I wondered if—”

  Sean reached for her, pulling her onto his lap. “Nothing’s changed between you and me, Lauren.”

  “Or you and me,” Chad added, sliding her from Sean’s lap to his.

  “So you two…” She waved her arms around, trying to find a way to word her question.

  “We haven’t fucked,” Sean replied. “We were waiting for you. There are three of us in this relationship now.”

  “You waited for me?” Tears sprung to her eyes and she realized some of her reticence was based on the fact she thought they might move on without her.

  Sean laughed, brushing a tear from her cheek. “Guess it wasn’t so weird that I was pissed about missing your first kiss with Chad after all.”

  She shrugged, though she agreed. “Yeah, well, I’m pretty sure I missed a few firsts tonight between you guys, if not the big one.”

  Chad placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered in her ear, “I sucked my first cock tonight.”

  She turned and kissed Chad lightly. “What did you think?”

  “It’s fucking hot.”

  She giggled as Sean rose from the couch. “So have we talked enough? I think it’s safe to say we all wanna fuck each other.”

  Lauren nodded, accepting the hand he offered to help her up. “That seems a fair assessment. Right, Chad?”

  “Race you both to the bedroom,” Chad replied as he took off for the stairs. Sean and Lauren laughed until Lauren shoved Sean on the couch to gain a head start.

  They were breathless by the time they reached the bedroom. When Chad reached for her, kissing her as if his life depended on it, Lauren decided breathing was overrated.

  Sean sat on the edge of the bed, watching as Chad unbuttoned her blouse, pulling the silky material off. Tackling her jeans as their tongues continued to tangle, Lauren wondered if there could be anything hotter than kissing one lover while another simply watched.

  Once she was naked, Chad stepped away. When Lauren looked at Sean, she realized that somewhere along the line he’d acquired some scarves. “The lessons aren’t over,” he said, his voice taking on the tone she’d grown accustomed to hearing on Sundays.

  “Lie on the bed, Lauren,” Chad directed. “On your back. And put your hands above your head.”

  She took a deep breath and obeyed. She knew both men enjoyed her submission. Though they’d only scratched the surface, her pussy grew wet as she envisioned the years ahead of them. Through her research, she’d discovered a whole array of things she wanted to try—bondage, floggers, nipple rings, wax play.

  Sean crawled over her, tying her hands to the headboard while his cock tickled her chin. She moved her head, trying to capture the erect flesh, but he kept moving away every time she got close.

  Once she was bound to the bed, he hovered over her chest, looking down at her. “Say please,” he said. “Beg to suck my cock.”

  “Please, Sean,” she whispered, licking her lips. She started to squeeze her legs together, desperate for stimulation, but Chad climbed on the bed as well, positioning himself between her knees.

  He lightly slapped her inner thigh. “Bad girl,” Chad said. “You only get what we give you, you know that.” He struck her other thigh and Lauren tried to thrust her hips higher, seeking something, anything to fill her.

  Sean ran his hand along her face. “What do you want, Lauren?”

  “I want to suck your cock and I want to come. So bad.”

  As she spoke, Chad’s fingers moved, the tip of one toying with her ass.

  She gasped. Her response prompted Sean to turn to see what had elicited that sound.

  “Oh hell yeah,” she heard Sean say as Chad lifted her leg, holding it up as he pressed two fingers into her pu
ssy, the action surprising her since Sean’s body was a direct barrier, preventing her from seeing anything that was happening below her waist. She moaned as he moved the fingers deeper.

  “No,” she cried when he pulled them out.

  Sean turned, his gaze narrowed. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. You’re forgetting who this body belongs to, Lauren. Chad can play with your pussy or not. It belongs to him. You belong to us.”

  “I need more,” she said softly.

  “We know what you need,” Sean said. He lifted his hips slightly, bending forward to place his cock at her lips. She opened her mouth willingly, hungry for what he was offering. As Sean pushed into her mouth, Chad’s finger mimicked the motions, slowly delving into her ass.

  Soon both men were buried to the hilt, Sean’s cock brushing the back of her throat as Chad buried his finger in her hole. When Sean moved, so did Chad. Dual movements, dual possessions.

  Lauren was being claimed in a very dark, very primal way, and she loved it. More arousal rushed to her pussy. Chad bent down to taste it and his tongue pushed deep inside her cunt. Her body trembled, as she was unable to control her physical impulses. She sucked Sean’s cock harder and he responded in turn, sensing her hunger. He gripped her head, holding her still, and he moved faster, deeper.

  “You’re mine,” he murmured, the words sounding almost like a sensual threat. Her gaze rose to meet his and she watched his face as he fucked her mouth.

  “Ours,” Chad corrected. He added more fuel to the fire raging out of control inside her. He shoved two fingers roughly into her ass as he fucked her pussy with his mouth. His teeth nipped at her clit then his tongue thrust inside her aching flesh.

  She flew apart in an instant, the climax catching her unaware. Sean followed, stilling his movements as jet after jet of cum splashed down her throat.

  She felt Sean tugging on the scarves, releasing her from her bondage. A part of her wanted to reject the freedom, until Sean moved aside and Chad climbed on top. Before she could speak a word, he was inside her, thrusting hard, fast, his actions proving he hadn’t been unmoved by their play.