by Ward, Quinn
“Exactly.” Daniel stepped in front of Zach, taking his other hand. “What do you say, Zach? Is that too much for you?”
“Fuck no,” Zach scoffed. “I want all of it. I’ll probably be shit at it, but that doesn’t mean I want you two any less. Now, can we please be done with talking? I thought date night was code for sex.”
“If we’re not doing what you want, I think you need to tell us what you need, in very explicit details,” I teased, trying to pull us out of the serious conversation now that things seemed to be settled. The only way we could be certain we weren’t pushing Zach further than he was ready to go at this point, was to encourage him to open up to us. “Don't pussyfoot around.”
Zach's shoulders hitched up under his ears and his breathing grew shallow. If we were someplace private, I'd be stripping him out of his clothes as he worked up the courage to tell me what he wanted us to do to him. “I want to try everything with you. I want to find out what I've been missing.”
It didn't take long for Daniel to get in on the act. He stepped up behind Zach so the two of us caged him in. He nipped at Zach's ear. “We can be a little slow sometimes,” he teased Zach. “
“If I tell you, does that mean we can skip dinner and go back to the suite?” I swatted Zach’s hand away when he tried cupping his dick. “Please, Colin. I just want to adjust it.”
“No,” I barked out, then flicked open the button on his jeans, reaching in to grab his dick. “We’re the only ones who get to touch this. If you want to jerk off or do anything other than shake it after taking a leak, you need to ask ahead of time.”
“But what if you’re not home?” he protested. “What if the two of you are on a date and I get worked up thinking about what you’re doing? Can I touch it then?”
“No.” His mouth dropped, and his head fell to the side when Daniel started sucking on his neck. He slipped his hands under Zach’s shirt. “You’ll just have to wait for us to get home so we can take care of you.”
“Come on, can we please go back to the suite? I’m not hungry anymore,” he whined.
“We’re going to dinner and you’re going to be civilized. Thursday night, we’ll have the suite to ourselves and, if you behave now, I promise you’ll be grateful when there’s no one around to hear you scream.” I felt Daniel's hand press between my body and Zach’s.
His hand covered mine and we began caressing Zach’s dick, not nearly hard enough to give him the release he hoped for. Wrapping his other arm around both of us, Daniel pulled me against Zach’s chest. This new position made it possible for him to torment both of us at the same time.
Zach and I both moaned as Daniel started squeezing and stroking. His attention may have been on the man in between us but, damn, if it didn't feel like he was working to get me off as well. I wasn't sure who was leading us when we began moving as a unit, but I followed, not wanting to lose the pressure against my groin. We stepped off the paved trail onto one that was little more than compacted leaves and weeds.
“Someone told me about this place last year,” Daniel explained as he led us further off the designated path. “The only people who ever come back here are guys like us.”
“You mean it's a hookup spot?” I’d heard about them, but I didn’t realize guys actually still went in the woods to have sex. It was the sort of thing that seemed like it should have long ago died.
“Exactly. You think we’re the first students who’ve had to worry about trying to be intimate when they can't find any way to be alone in their rooms?” Honestly, it was a pretty safe bet we were in the minority because of our unique situation. A newly out guy, his roommate, and the younger brother of one of their friends. Probably weren’t too many like us around.
“But what if we get caught?” I couldn't believe I was the one on the verge of chickening out. Zach and Daniel both appeared to be seconds away from stripping naked in the woods.
“No one will know what we’re doing,” Zach promised.
“What are we doing?” I wasn't used to feeling this out of control.
“That depends on our boy.” Daniel slid his hands down Zack's back, gripping his hips and grinding against him. “You heard what Colin said, baby. We'll give you whatever you want, but you have to tell us first.”
Zach didn't respond with words. As he continued grinding his ass against Daniel, his hands fumbled to pop open my jeans. “Always wondered what public sex would be like. Please, Daniel, don't keep making me wait.”
“Eventually. I promise we'll come back out here and throw you against a tree while we take turns filling your ass,” Daniel promised him. “But that's not going to be your first time.”
Thank God he'd been the one to say it. As hot as sex in the woods sounded, it wasn't the type of thing you did with someone who had no clue what it was like to feel a dick stretching his ass.
It was a very real possibility it would all be too much for Zach, and knowing our luck, it would be right about that time when a concerned hiker wandered off the trail to find out why they heard someone in distress.
“Do you want Colin to give you another blowjob?” Daniel offered. Zach shook his head and I frowned. He didn't want me to suck him off? I always assumed that was one of those things no man would ever turn down.
“Then what do you need, baby?” The rasp of Zach’s zipper lowering seemed impossibly loud. He cried out when Daniel pushed his underwear low enough to hitch them under his balls. The tip was already flared red and dripping with precum. My mouth watered as I resisted the urge to drop to my knees for a taste of him.
“Want to suck both of you at the same time,” he admitted. Well shit. I didn't know how the logistics of that were supposed to work, but it sounded a million different shades of sexy.
“Get on your knees,” Daniel demanded, then turned to me. “This okay with you?”
I already had my jeans open and my dick in hand. I looked down, then glanced back up at him. “What do you think? You're sure nobody's going to catch us?”
“We’re all good,” he promised, closing his hand over mine to jerk me as Zach watched, his mouth open and tongue sticking out, waiting to be filled.
“How do you know?” I asked, the words catching in my throat as Daniel painted Zach’s lips with my precum.
Why the hell was I asking twenty questions when I was seconds away from getting Zach's mouth around my dick?
“Besides trusting the guy who told me? I might have come out here a few times. I've seen people going in and out of the woods, but no one's ever called the cops or anything like that. I'm pretty sure it's one of those pretend you saw nothing if you come up on somebody else sort of things.” That made sense and was all the explanation I needed. I closed my eyes as Daniel moved behind me, using his hips to push my cock into Zach’s wet mouth. “That’s it, baby. Get him good and wet. Remind him what he’s been missing while he’s been hiding in his room.”
“You’re overdressed,” I pointed out. “Get over here and let me feel that dick while he's sucking me.”
Zach swallowed around my length, his eyes fluttering as he looked up at me.
“Look at him, Daniel, he so greedy for it.” Zach hummed his agreement as he took me into the back of his throat again, his enthusiasm sending a jolt through my entire body.
“He’s such a pretty little cock sucker,” Daniel praised him as he gripped Zach's chin, pulling him off of me. “You need to take turns. Once we’re close, if you're very good boy, we’ll take you at the same time.”
Zach whimpered. He watched Daniel jerking me off while fucking his face. He made the sweetest little sounds, and I didn’t think I could wait much longer.
Daniel and I took turns jacking each other off as Zach sucked on us. He was greedy, and didn't flinch when Daniel fisted the sides of his hair and held his dick at the back of Zach’s mouth. I reached down to wipe away the tears streaming down his face. His eyes pleaded with me to make Daniel stop, but his cock was rock hard and leaking a steady trickle of precu
m onto the dried leaves beneath his feet.
“You sure you haven't been practicing this?” I asked when Daniel pulled me closer to Zach’s mouth. I wouldn’t be upset if he and Daniel had fooled around, but if he’d been telling the truth about not being with anyone before us, that was the only logical explanation for how he’d gotten even better than the first time.
Zach blushed as he buried his face in my pubes.
“Has Daniel been letting you practice on him?” I teased.
Daniel stiffened next to me. “We haven't done anything when you're not around.”
Then why did Zach stiffen? I fisted my hand in the back of his hair, yanking him off my dick so fast, I felt his teeth graze my shaft. Definitely needed to revisit how good that felt later. “Is there something you need to tell us, Zach?”
Zach shook his head, never lifting his gaze to look at either of us in the eye.
“What have you been up to, boy?” Daniel yanked hard, forcing him to look up at us. Zach’s breath caught in his throat. “Have you been keeping secrets from us?”
The very last thing I expected was for him to nod.
My heart dropped. We hadn't actually talked about exclusivity, but I had foolishly thought that was a given. Maybe Daniel and I had fucked up by making him wait so long.
Zach shuffled backwards and jumped to his feet. “It's not like you're imagining,” he insisted. “Please, I… Can't you just trust me on this?”
God how I wanted to, but I couldn't ignore the pain in Daniel's eyes.
“I need you to tell us what's going on,” I insisted as I stalked closer.
Daniel looked ready to throw up and Zach was about to hyperventilate. Just once, it would be swell if shit didn't go south when we got together.
Zach took both of us by the hand, leading us even deeper into the woods. I didn't ask how he knew about the outcropping of rocks on the other side of the tree line. He climbed onto one of the boulders before reaching out a hand to both of us. We curled up together as the sun began to sink below the horizon. “I promise, I haven't done anything with anybody since last school year. You guys are the only ones who’ve touched me.”
“Then how…?” Daniel let the end of the question hang in the air.
“Why were you so nervous?” I asked. As the fuck-up one of my family, I was well acquainted with the look of a guilty man.
Zack's response was mumbled, and his words all ran together so I had to replay what he'd said a few times before figuring out what was going on. “I snuck into Colin's room and stole one of his dildos.”
Once I replayed his confession enough times to break it down into individual words, the erection that had flagged when things went sideways was back and harder than ever.
“And you didn't think either of us would want to see that?” I scolded him.
“See what?” Daniel asked, obviously still confused.
I turned to face him. “It seems our naughty little boy broke into my footlocker. He stole one of my dildos and, apparently, he’s been practicing with it.”
Daniel's eyes grew wide and Zach frowned. “This is so embarrassing.”
“If you think this is bad, wait until we get back and make you show us everything you've learned,” I warned him as I jumped off the rock. Daniel followed, turning back to grip Zach’s hand tightly in his own. “We’ll order dinner later. First, you owe us a show.”
Sex in the park could be fun, but tonight, I was looking forward to teaching Zach his next lesson.
14
Daniel
Each of us driving to the park on our own was a huge mistake. I didn't want to take my eyes off either of them long enough to get back to campus. I walked both of my men to their cars, kissing and groping them to remind them what was about to happen.
Fuck. I couldn’t believe tonight was the night I’d finally get to strip Zach bare and do all the dirty things I’d thought would remain nothing more than fantasies. And Colin was there, which I hated to think of as a bonus, because that made it feel as if he wasn’t just as much a part of this.
In reality, I was beginning to see Colin as our glue. Zach and I might have eventually wound up hooking up—likely after a night of too many beers and yet another lackluster threesome when we were both thinking about how much better it could be without the soft curves of a woman between us—but I doubted we’d have found our way to this path.
With the timeline being kicked into high gear, I distracted myself by calling to try getting our roommates to leave for the night. At a stoplight, I scrolled through my contacts, debating which of them would be most likely to not ask questions.
They'd been cool, so far, about Zach and I getting together. I think they were just happy that they no longer had to walk around on eggshells, pretending they didn't all know about my crush on him or how difficult it had been last spring, pretending I wasn't hurt every time he asked me to participate in another threesome. We’d curled up on the couch a few times since he’d come out, but both of us agreed afterward that it felt wrong flaunting the fact we could when Colin was sitting off to the side, pretending to be happily single.
I tried calling Matt first, even though he was the most likely to make a smart ass comment. What he lacked in a filter, he made up for in a hopeless romantic side. He’d been the first to corner me the night Zach came out to all of them, telling me he was happy for us. I hoped that meant I could count on him tonight.
Unfortunately, he didn't answer. Next, I tried Brandon. He picked up on the first ring, his ragged breaths echoing across the line. I guess that answered why Matt didn't pick up his phone. “Hey, Daniel. Everything okay?”
“Yeah. I was calling to see who all was home tonight,” I explained. “You didn’t have to answer if you were…busy.”
“It’s not what you think. I just got back from a run and Matt was playing with Chase,” he explained. I knew a bit about Chase and Matty, but I never asked for details. Their relationships worked for them, and it was probably a good stress reliever to have their Daddies take care of them sometimes. “Everyone's here right now, but I think Jayden and Chase are getting ready to go to his mom's for dinner soon. They said not to worry about cooking for them tonight. Why? What's up?”
I hated to ask, but I really needed to be able to reassure Zach and Colin we didn't have to worry about anyone cockblocking us. “What are the odds you guys could ghost for a bit, too?”
Brandon chuckled. “Say no more, my friend. I was wondering if a call like this was going to come.” I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful to have such cool roommates. “I’ll find something for us to do, maybe take Matty out to dinner for a change. Do you need me to give Colin a heads up? I haven't seen him yet tonight.”
“I…umm… No, I…I think he said he had to work tonight,” I lied. I checked the rearview mirror to make sure he was still behind me. I hated lying to any of the guys, but this was the way things needed to be for the time being. If things kept going well, then we’d consider coming clean about the final, biggest secret we’d kept.
“Oh.” Brandon sounded surprised. “I didn't realize you guys were close.”
“He hangs out with us sometimes. He and Zach got to know one another because they both work at the pizza place,” I explained. That made sense, right? “Either way, I can have Zach make sure Colin knows.”
“How long until you get back?” I squinted, trying to see the sign hanging over the intersection ahead. “Probably about fifteen minutes. Sorry for the short notice.”
“Don't sweat it.” He chuckled. “I think we all knew that whenever you and Zach got your heads out of your asses, it was going to take a bit of cooperation from everybody, so he doesn't get scared off.”
“He's not really as bad as you’d expect him to be,” I argued, thinking about his confession that he’d stolen a dildo so he could practice. Truth be told, I was amazed at how easily he seemed to accept this newly revealed side of himself.
“Still, it's probably easier on him if he doesn
't have to worry about everyone listening in and critiquing him,” Brandon teased.
“That's just creepy to think about.” I shuddered, imagining a walking out of our bedroom to find our roommates all holding up scores on our performance. And that was totally the sort of thing they’d do.
Brandon said something to Matt, but he must have covered the receiver with his hand because I couldn't make out what they were saying. I checked the mirrors again, smiling when I saw Zach following close behind Colin.
“Matt wants to know if y'all have plenty of condoms and lube,” he told me when he got back on the line. The realization that they were fully aware of what was going to happen, surprised me, causing my foot to slip off the gas. And then, instead of putting my foot back where it belonged, I accidentally slammed on the brake, nearly causing Colin to hit me from behind. And most definitely not in a good way. “He’s offering you a bottle of the good lube, as he puts it. You should feel honored. He rations that stuff like he’ll never be able to find more.”
“Tell him thanks for the offer but were good,” I reassured Brandon. “Listen, I'm going to let you go. I promise I'll make this up to you at some point. Maybe we can go out on a double date or something.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I regretted them. No way in hell could the five of us all go out on a date without raising questions. And it would definitely be weird if we invited Colin along before Matt and Brandon knew we were a triad, not a couple. A throuple? No. That was a stupid, made up word and I’d smack anyone who tried using it in regard to us.
“Yeah. Sure. Let me let you go so I can throw on some clothes.”
I know he said he’d been out on a run, but somehow, I doubted it. I totally just cockblocked my friends. Once this thing between Zach and me—and Colin—wasn't so new, I fully expected payback to be hell. Even if Brandon wasn't the vengeful type, Matt definitely was.