“It’s perfect.” He put his lips to Tommy’s shoulder and kissed his way down Tommy’s back, taking a moment to settle in the small curve above his buttocks. It was an erotic tickle across his tender flesh and it sent a tingle up his spine.
As Tommy pushed back on his knees, Jessi kissed him deeply and nuzzled and sucked at his neck. He took her breast in the palm of his hand and slowly caressed it. She arched her back and pulled his face into the soft pillow of her chest.
Meanwhile, Angel’s thick, warm tongue was on Tommy’s bottom, sending a whirlpool of sensations spinning through his body. His legs began to shake and he let out an exaggerated moan. It was an overload of excitement and they were only getting started.
A slick finger introduced itself like a long lost friend. It was the first time Angel touched him, but his body reacted to Angel’s rolling fingers with sweet recognition. Angel found the sweet spot that sent Tommy’s body spiraling out of control. His knees buckled as Angel centered on it with a circular pressure. His eyelids fluttered as he lost focus and then Angel’s hand was gone.
Tommy glanced over his shoulder and saw Angel roll on a condom. Their eyes met and they shared an intimate silent exchange of desire. They knew this moment was fated, yet it eluded them for so long. He purred Angel’s name. “Hurry up. I can’t wait anymore.”
“My prince,” Angel whispered. “You’re everything I ever wanted.”
Jessi kissed him just as Angel’s cock toyed with him. Angel was gentle, slowly inserting himself, testing reception and acceptance. Tommy’s bottom was pulsating, waiting to be filled and he ached for deeper penetration.
He looked back into Angel’s heavenly eyes and nodded. He was too overcome with sentiment to say anything. They maintained eye contact while Angel carefully thrust his hips forward inserting himself all the way into his bottom. Tommy let out a loud, triumphant moan as sensations reverberated inside his body. He was on fire with waves of intense pleasure.
Jessi moved into position, sitting in front of Tommy and spreading her legs. He hooked his arms underneath her thighs and pulled her closer to him. He licked and sucked her with the same intensity that Angel gave him from behind. The three of them were in perfect alignment. The woman he loved was at his mouth, and the man he loved was at his bottom. They were perfectly aligned in harmony, like the stars and the planets.
He pushed back harder on his knees. He wanted every inch of Angel inside him. Angel’s hand circled around and stroked him. The overload of sensations sent him into a frenzy, and he came, hard, with a spasm that sent a shock wave straight to his head. It made him dizzy, and he was blinded by the force that shook him. He was so consumed with his orgasm, that he didn’t realize he was channeling all of his energy into Jessi’s crotch with his mouth. She already came and she was thrashing underneath him and crying out. When he lifted his face, his chin was covered with her juices, and she left a wet mark on the sheets.
Angel was still thrusting his hips, gasping loudly. His hands held onto Tommy’s waist in a possessive embrace.
Tommy pushed up to his knees so he and Angel were both kneeling on the bed. He reached for Jessi. She bent down and took his cock in her mouth. Every thrust from Angel’s hips pushed him deeper into her throat. His erection rejuvenated from the rays of pleasure. He pulled her up and motioned for her to turn around. She got on her knees and braced herself against the headboard. Angel slowed his momentum so Tommy could enter her from behind. Once he was inside, Angel picked up his rhythm again. Hip to hip, hands around the waist in front of them, the three of them moved as one. Angel in back of him, Jessi in front of him, he was sandwiched between the two. Vibrations collided and gave him the most decadent pleasure he ever experienced.
Angel was thrusting himself faster. Their skin slapped together. The headboard, careening off the wall with a series of loud thuds. Tommy felt Angel thumping and beating inside him, ejaculating against the tight walls of his rectum. Angel convulsed over his back and collapsed, then rolled off him and onto the bed.
Tommy took his time pumping Jessi from behind. He wasn’t in a hurry to reach his second orgasm. He wanted to feel the warmth of her body envelope him, until he finally exploded inside her with one final lunge.
Tommy was spent and could barely move. He lay lifeless on top of Jessi, gulping air into his lungs. The muscles in his legs were useless. They shook from exhaustion and still tingled from his orgasms. He wanted to fall asleep right there on top of her. He started to doze off but he knew she probably couldn’t breathe, and he wanted to hold Angel. He summoned the strength to roll off her and onto his side of the bed. Angel wasn’t there. He was sitting on a chair, in the corner of the room, getting dressed in uncomfortable silence.
Tommy jerked himself to a sitting position. “What are you doing? Where are you going?”
“I’m . . . I don’t know. I’m going home, I guess.”
“No you’re not.” Tommy scooted over to the center of the bed, flipped the covers over and patted the empty space next to him. “Get back in bed.”
A smile reappeared on Angel’s face, and he climbed in bed next to Tommy. “This is nice,” he said, as he settled in and snuggled up to Tommy. “You’re letting me sleep on your side of the bed.”
“It’s your side, now, A. Why were you leaving?”
“I don’t know. I felt like I was in the way, all of a sudden. This is a little weird for me.”
Jessi picked her head up. “You’re not in the way, Angel. We both want you here. This is where you belong.”
“I’m not really sure what we’re doing.” Angel’s face was a mixture of uncertainty and disquiet. “Are we going to talk about it or—”
“Not tonight,” Tommy said. “But we will.” He kissed Angel, and then he kissed Jessi. Then he laid his head down on the pillow and let out a long, contented sigh. He couldn’t remember being happier than he was right now. Everything fell into place the moment Angel entered his bed. Angel was the missing piece of his heart that he endlessly searched for, yet always escaped him. There were no longer empty spaces or gaps of nothingness that begged to be filled. Now he was whole.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Angel woke up with a massive hard-on. For a brief second, he thought last night was a dream, until a blond tuft of hair tickled his nose. His eyes immediately went to Tommy, asleep and serene with a hint of smile on his strikingly-handsome face. He finally bedded his sweet prince. Angel could hardly contain his excitement and giggled under the covers. He watched Tommy sleep, and lightly caressed his cheek. Tommy’s peaches and cream complexion was pure and unblemished, with a subtle glow. His fingers moved to Tommy’s shoulder and down the center of his chest. Virtually hairless, except for the blond lion’s mane that fell past his shoulders, Tommy’s skin was as soft as butter. He could stroke it all day. His face broke out into an animated smile. He still couldn’t believe he was laying in bed next to Tommy Blade, the man of his dreams.
Angel rested his lips on Tommy’s cheek, then on his mouth, without disturbing his slumber. He looked over at Jessi. She was also asleep, nestled up against Tommy’s other shoulder. Maybe this was how it would be – Angel on one side, Jessi on the other, and Tommy in the middle bestowing his love on the both of them. It was a situation that could work. Maybe. Angel looked back at Tommy. It had to work. There was no other choice in the matter. It was too late to turn back. He might have been able to close off his heart, seal up his emotions, if they hadn’t slept together. Now it was too late. There was no way he was living his life without Tommy at his side.
Angel kissed Tommy’s cheek again. You make me so happy. “Te amo. ¿Me amas?”
Tommy opened his eyes, halfway, and smiled. “What did you just say?”
“Nothing. Go back to sleep, mi amor. Let’s stay in bed forever.”
Angel didn’t want to leave the house, as if by doing so, it would somehow negate last night. It was stupid, he knew, but he had so many questions. He made breakfast for everyone – huevos
rancheros, just like his dad used to make when he was a kid. He pretended that he wanted to show off his skills in the kitchen, but he really wanted to create a platform so they could sit down and discuss their future. He had no idea what was expected of him or how this scenario was supposed to play out.
He watched Tommy and Jessi eat, while he tried to figure out where to start.
“Why aren’t you eating?” Jessi was devouring her eggs and the refried beans. “Don’t tell me you’re not hungry after last night, you fuckin’ animal.”
She said it so matter-of-factly, like she just called him honey or by his name, that he burst out laughing. “I’m sorry. I’ve never done anything like this before. Well, I’ve had threesomes before, and a foursome once. Or twice. But that was with a bunch of guys, and they were one night stands. It was just sex with a bunch of strangers. Well, they weren’t all strangers. I knew some of them, but some of them I just met and—”
He realized he was rambling like a schoolgirl and abruptly stopped talking.
Tommy and Jessi were both staring at him, with their forks suspended in the air.
“I’m sorry. I’m a little lost here. How is this supposed to work?” He looked at Tommy, but Tommy looked at Jessi.
“Why are you looking at me?”
“Because you’re the one who always wants to talk about everything,” Tommy said. “I don’t know how this is supposed to work, either.”
Jessi shrugged. “Together. Like this, I guess. There’s no clear cut formula. No one wrote a book called, How to Live with My Boyfriend and his Wife. We take it one day at a time and if we have any issues, we talk about them.” Jessi paused. “I just don’t want to be left out, that’s all.”
“What are you talking about, left out?” Tommy asked.
“You know. You guys are new and all starry eyed, and I don’t want to feel like the third wheel.”
“Oh, sweetheart, I don’t want you to feel like that.” Angel didn’t realize she probably had the same fears and ambiguities he did. They were alike in many ways, including being in love with the same man. “I’m the one who feels like the outsider. You two have all this history, and you love each other so much. I don’t ever want to get between that. If you have a problem with me and Tommy—”
“A problem?” Jessi snickered. “Did I look like I was having a problem last night?”
“No, but is it just sex? Is that all this is?”
“Of course it’s not just sex.”
“Helloooo.” Tommy waved his hand in front of them. “Do I get a say in this, or do you two get to make all the rules?”
Poor Tommy. He was never going to get a word in edgewise.
“I care about you, A. You know this isn’t just sex. I want this to work, and I’ll do whatever I have to. I don’t want there to be any jealousy between you and Jessi.”
“I’m not jealous. I’m a little envious of the bond you and Jessi share, but I hope one day we can share it too.” He slowly looked across at Jessi. “Are you jealous of me? Tell me the truth.”
“I always tell the truth. My cards are always on the table. I’ve never been jealous of other men.” She put her fork down and moved her plate away. A crease formed between her brows and her eyes lost some of their luster. “But you’re not just another man, Angel. This is new. It’s a relationship . . . and it has me worried. I don’t want to be excluded. I don’t want to be pushed out of the bedroom. I want the three of us to be a couple. That’s the only way this is going to work for me. I’m not saying you can’t have your alone time together. Of course, you should be able to spend time alone with Tommy, but I don’t want to be sitting on the couch listening to the two of you in the bedroom, or sitting home strumming my fingers on the table imagining you two off on some sexual escapade. Just do it when I’m working late or not around. I don’t want you to specifically exclude me, that’s all.” She paused again. “It can’t be you and Tommy, and me and Tommy. We can’t take turns. It needs to be predominantly like it was last night. The three of us, together. And if anything’s bothering you, like you’re feeling slighted in some way, say something and we’ll talk about it. We need to be equals. OK?”
Angel nodded. Jessi made it sound so simple. She really did have all the answers. “The three of us, together. I like that idea.”
Tommy sat back in his chair, pleased at the arrangement. “I’m glad. Now, someone needs to kiss me, because I need a lot of lovin’. You two are gonna have your work cut out for you.”
Angel kissed Tommy first. His lips were as sweet as candy and as juicy as a ripe peach. His mouth was a delicious combination of confection and nectar. Angel had a sudden urge to sweep all the dishes onto the floor and fuck Tommy right there on the kitchen table. But, that probably wasn’t a good idea. It was a little too soon to piss off your boyfriend’s wife.
He watched Jessi kiss Tommy. The thought that he was about to embark in a three way relationship still seemed unreal. When Jessi was done kissing Tommy, she kissed him on the cheek. He was surprised that he wanted to give her a more passionate kiss, not necessarily a tongue kiss, but at least a kiss on the lips. It just seemed more appropriate after last night. He thought about asking Tommy if it was OK, but felt stupid. Is it OK if I kiss your wife on the mouth? That drove the passion right out of it.
Jessi finished the last of her coffee and refilled her cup. She took a long sip, holding the mug to her lips while she blew on the hot liquid. “Is there anything else you wanted to bring up?”
Angel still had a million questions, but he didn’t know where to begin. He decided to start with the most obvious. “How often have you two done this? I know this wasn’t your first time. There was a lot of synchronization last night. There wasn’t any ‘where do I go, what do I do?’ You both knew exactly what positions to get into. You were very comfortable. I was the one who felt awkward.”
Tommy and Jessi smiled at each other. It looked like they were both waiting for the other one to answer the question. After a long pause, Tommy spoke up.
“We’ve been having threesomes since before we were married.”
Angel didn’t know what to expect, but he didn’t think that sharing their bed with a third person was a regular pastime. “How often?”
“About once a month.”
Tommy and Jessi were married for three or four years. He did the math in his head and the number shocked him. Tommy’s sex life was abundant and well surpassed his own. “With just men? Or do you do it with women too?”
“Just men.” Jessi was quick to answer, and she was adamant. “I would never share Tommy with another woman. That’s out of the question. And I’m not into girls.”
“Isn’t that a shame?” Tommy had a big smile on his face. “Because that would be really fun.”
Angel wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “I’d have to pass on that one.” Bisexuality always confused him. Lady parts were so different from the male agenda. He couldn’t understand being interested in both. Pick a lane and drive in it. And here he was in love with a bisexual man.
“I want to be clear about something.” Tommy said. “I haven’t brought anyone home since I met you, A. You’re the only one I could think about being with.”
Angel’s heart melted and his lip quivered slightly. He felt the exact same way while he waited for Tommy.
“Anything else?” Jessi asked. “We’re open to whatever you want to know, and now’s the time to ask.”
Her candor was refreshing. It was hard to find people who were ready to give an honest answer, especially about intimate matters. It made Angel secure in the future of their relationship. “How did you start? Did you just wake up one day and say, let’s pick up a guy and bring him home and fuck him?”
Tommy laughed. “No. It was a long time coming. Jessi knew. I never had to tell her. She figured it out.”
“A threesome was my idea,” she said. “I couldn’t marry Tommy, when I knew he wasn’t . . . fulfilled. At the same time, I couldn’t imagine not
marrying Tommy. I think I was just as confused as he was. I saw the way his head turned when a gorgeous man walked by. I didn’t care. It didn’t matter to me. I was just so afraid, that one day, eventually, Tommy was going tell me that he was gay. And I couldn’t live with that. It would destroy me to lose him.”
“I’m not gay, Jessi. How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not gay?” He was blunt and defensive.
“I know you’re not gay.” She rolled her eyes before she continued. “When he asked me why I wouldn’t marry him, I had no choice but to ask him, point blank, if he was ever with a man. I told him to trust me with the truth. I told him that I loved him, no matter what, for who he was, not who I thought he was, or who he was pretending to be, and that I would never judge him.”
Tommy gazed at her. Their connection was never more apparent. “She’s wonderful, isn’t she?”
“Yes. She is.”
Tommy continued to gaze at Jessi as he spoke. “She told me that nothing would ever change the love she had for me. As long as I still wanted her, she’d never leave me. I still didn’t know what was going to happen to us, I just knew that things were a little clearer, and we needed to move forward.”
Jessi picked up with the story. “For the next couple of days, I started thinking about how I would feel if Tommy fooled around with another guy. I knew I didn’t want anything going on behind my back. That wasn’t going to happen. I thought about a threesome, but not a threesome in the literal sense of the word. Me in bed with Tommy and another man.” She nodded her head and smiled enthusiastically. “I liked that idea, a lot.”
Tommy looked at Angel with a broad smile. “She wanted to watch me have sex with another man, and then she wanted me to fuck her.”
Angel laughed. These two were a lively pair. Now that he digested their thorough explanation, he had a deeper understanding of Tommy and Jessi’s relationship. Angel never knew anyone who loved someone as much as Jessi loved Tommy. “That is an incredible story. You are a remarkable person, Jessi. I never met someone as unselfish as you.”
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