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“Stop.” Colton gently pushed away from Alex, straightening and leaning back against the table. He took a deep breath, looking from Bleu to Alex.
“This—” He gestured to all of them. “What we have here between the three of us is good. Our friendship, I mean. It’s strange, and I don’t know why, but I’ve never really become close with anyone like this before. I don’t mean in an intimate way. I’ve had relationships in the past of course. I mean, this easy acceptance of each other we all seem to share. That first night in the diner was rough. Everything you told me could have shattered all the potential we shared.”
“That was all on you, Colt,” Alex said, the tension in his shoulders finally easing away as he was reminded that, through the confusion and the sexual tension, the important thing about them remained intact. They were friends. Good friends that shared a bond, which was what mattered the most at this all-important juncture of their lives. “You could have pissed on us and walked away—”
“Elegant way of putting that,” Bleu muttered with a smirk as she began to wiggle off his lap.
Alex couldn’t help it. He leaned forward and placed a quick but intense kiss on her lips, giving her a smart bite on her bottom lip before pulling away. “Shut it, Smurfette.” The smile she tried to repress as she stood made his heart glow. Judging from Colton’s barely contained mirth, he, too, enjoyed the interaction. The idea that Colton liked watching Bleu and himself flirt with and kiss each other was a punch to the gut. Because he, too, thought Colton kissing Bleu was the hottest damn thing he had ever seen.
“Anyway,” Colton began again, shoving his hands into his back pockets and looking nervous as all hell. “What I’m saying is, while I feel this unbearable need to be with you”—Alexis felt his heart stutter and his cock stiffen to impossible degrees when Colton’s eyes met his head on—“both of you, in an intimate way. I don’t want to ruin this friendship. I think jumping into anything sexual is dangerous before we…I don’t fucking know how to say this…date? Court each other?”
“Courting,” Bleu repeated incredulously. “Colt, we have been so-called courting each other since we first met. You cannot tell me you weren’t attracted to both of us that first night at the diner. Hell, I could have kissed you when we met back at the YMCA.” Her delicate hands framed Colt’s face as she pulled him down for a gentle kiss. Her tongue licked at his seam and he groaned upon opening his mouth and letting her in. Alex was going to come in his jeans, his cock and balls were so tight and ready to blow at the erotic sight. He wanted Bleu to push her hand into Colton’s pants and pull at his cock. He wanted to see pre-cum coat her fingers as she stroked over the head and down the turgid staff. In fact, he wanted to do that himself. Holy shit, he really wanted to do that himself.
Alex stood as they kissed and hesitantly reached forward to comb his fingers through Colt’s white-blond hair. The texture was silky soft as he knew it would be, like feathers tickling his skin. Colton gently finished his kiss with Bleu and looked to Alex. His expression was guarded, but not enough to hide the yearning Alex read in his eyes. It was too easy for Alex to take the few steps forward that placed his front against Colton’s side. His chest hurt, his heart was pounding so hard. Was he really going to do this?
Colton’s skin was warm and there was a slight sheen of perspiration coating the muscles. God, the man was built like, well, a God. He really was going to do this. He needed to do this, needed to see if it was just his feelings for the man as a friend becoming confused with the feelings of lust and friendship he felt for Bleu and not being able to differentiate between the two.
“Colt,” he began, continuing to stroke the man’s perfect hair, letting his thumb brush his sideburns and rub along the minuscule bristles of facial hair along his jaw. “I understand what you’re saying. Little Miss Impulsive here understands, too. But, and I say this while shredding my manly and, what I thought was heterosexual, pride, I think I’m attracted to you. I know at this point I’m really enjoying touching your hair and”—he took a deep breath, all of a sudden shaking with nerves—“feeling your body pressed against mine. I like that we’re so close I can feel your breath on my lips. I like knowing that I can lean forward just a little”—he did just that, Bleu’s hand resting on his lower back, supporting the step he was about to take—“and take what I want from you…what I feel like I need. No matter how fucking confused it makes me.”
Colton licked his lips and said, “I don’t want to hurt you.” One of his hands came to rest on Alexis’s waist while the other gripped Bleu’s. She was their connection, their bridge. Their beautiful, fiery, blue-haired catalyst.
“Colt, you’re hurting me more by delaying this—”
Alexis’s breath was ripped away on the tide that was Colt’s kiss. Colt’s insistent lips crashed down on his and Alex instantly opened for them. Colton’s tongue swirled around his mouth, tasting him and taking everything he thought he was and throwing it out the window. Fuck, he tasted so masculine, like ribs and beer, which in an oddly sexy way turned him on even more. The powerful and dominating thrust of his tongue and shifts of his jaw didn’t emasculate him as he feared it would. It amplified his desire, making him stronger and better than he was before.
Alexis pulled back and framed Colton’s face as Bleu had just moments ago, pressing his forehead against his. “Now tell me you want to stay just friends.”
“Alex.” Colton pulled back to look him in the eyes and gave him a sweet and lingering kiss before pulling completely out of his and Bleu’s grasp. “Alex, I want you as more than a friend. I want Bleu as more than a friend.” He looked to Bleu and nodded, rumpling his hair with one hand and making himself look all the more handsome. “Yes. Yes, I was attracted to both of you from the moment I met you. I’ve wanted you both in my bed for months. But I haven’t even come out to my parents about being bi. What do you think people would say about us being a–a trouple?”
“That has to be the worst term for a three-way relationship that there could ever be.” Bleu laughed, too giddy to really show vehemence for the stupid term.
“Triad. We are a triad. A ménage,” she said, resting her head on Colton’s shoulder, smiling that sex-kitten smile at Alexis. She was so fucking hot he needed to get his cock in her pussy as soon as possible. “Or we will be once Colton here gets that stick out of his ass and replaces it with your cock.”
Oh, fuck, he wanted that. He wanted to put his dick in Colton’s tight hole. Fuck he needed to feel him squeezing the life out of his cock.
“Breathe, Alex,” Colton said, dragging him over to a chair and pushing him down to sit as he knelt by his feet. “If this is what you really want, we’ll go slow. I’m not going to pressure you, I’m not going to take what you can’t give me.” He placed his hands on Alexis’s knees and the heavy weight calmed and brought him back to reality.
“Sorry.” He felt his face redden from embarrassment. “I was just so sure I wasn’t into guys. This is turning my world upside down.” Before he could let his mind talk him out of it, he leaned forward and bit Colton’s lower lip, then licked the sting away. “I like how you taste and the thought of shoving my cock up your ass is so hot I nearly came in my jeans.”
“Fuck.” Colton pulled him down for a torrential kiss once more. Bleu’s quiet moan from off to the side broke them apart.
She had one hand down her pants, shifting in what looked like a thrusting motion. “Don’t mind me.” She moaned. “Please continue.” She bit her lip, trying to keep from making another sound and disturbing them.
“You like this, baby?” Alex asked, so turned on by her pleasuring herself. She nodded at his question.
“Don’t stop kissing. I’ve dreamed of you two kissing each other for so long.”
“Unzip your pants, Bleu. Pull them down and let us see your fingers slide into your cunt.” Colton’s voice was dominance at its best, but his hands betrayed his control as they continued to clutch Alexis’s knees.
She moaned and shoved her tight skinny jeans and green lace boyshort panties down her legs at record speed. She stepped out of one boot so she could widen her stance and show them the glistening lips of her pussy. Her mound was trimmed close to the skin although not completely hairless. The curls were a slight auburn color. That made sense. Her personality was so fiery of course she was a natural red head.
“Now touch yourself for us, baby,” Colton demanded. Her hand hovered at the top of her mound, just above the slit.
“You first. Kiss him again.”
“How will I watch you fuck yourself if I’m kissing Colton? Not that I don’t want to.” To prove his point, Alexis scooted to the edge of his chair and nuzzled his face into Colton’s neck, licking and sucking at the muscle-bound junction of neck and shoulder. He tasted like a man and it almost threw him off at the shock of how much he enjoyed it. Everything he had ever admired about a man’s body he could now experience on a different level. He acknowledged something more than just innocent appreciation for the work it took to tone and refine a man’s body.
“Do you taste like this all over?” he heard himself whisper. Colt grunted, running his hands up and down Alex’s back.
“Oh, yes.” Bleu moaned finally plunging her fingers into her dripping pussy. “Oh fuck, please, Alex, if you can. I could come just from seeing that.” He knew what she wanted him to taste.
“I want to,” he whispered, pulling back and looking into Colton’s eyes. “I can’t believe I want to.”
Colton grinned and sat back on the grass. His hands went to his zipper and all of sudden there was a large cock with beads of pre-cum dripping from the head peering up at Alexis. “What do you want to do, babe?” Colt stroked his cock and cupped his balls, never taking his eyes off Alexis.
The endearment caught Alexis’s heart and cock once more, but instead of stuttering it made them both jump in ecstasy. He pushed the chair away and knelt between Colton’s legs, leaning over the pulsing, lengthy member. “I want to suck your cock.”
“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Their heads snapped back to Bleu as she dropped her knees to the grass, thrusting her hand in and out of her body at a rapid pace, panting like she was running a marathon.
“Bleu, stop fucking yourself.”
She whimpered but complied with Colton’s command. “Come here, but don’t remove your fingers.”
She knee-walked awkwardly over to them, fingers still inside herself, one boot and leg of her jeans still on her body. Once she was beside them, Colton reached out and swiped some of the juices running down her thigh and offered it to Alexis.
Alexis didn’t waste any time before closing his mouth over Colt’s fingers and sucking. Bleu’s taste was everything she embodied, sweet but fiery.
“Fuck, Alex.” Colt moaned, grabbing Alex’s nape. “I want those lips around my cock.”
Alex let Colt’s fingers go with a pop. His mind was racing a mile a minute and he knew if the doubtful thoughts kept running through his head he would never go through with it.
“You don’t have to, buddy,” Colton whispered, seeing his indecision. “We can stop and you can go down on Bleu’s sweet pussy, if you want. We don’t have to do this thing right this second. Being here with you…knowing you want me, that is more than enough.”
Colton’s kind reassurances gave him the confidence to throw all the worries out the window and just say fuck it. He knew what he needed. “Oh, I’ll be licking our sexy girl. But I will also, most assuredly, be sucking your cock.”
With that he pushed the chair away, dropped down to his knees, bent his head to Colton’s lap and took that thick length into his mouth.
“Ah, fuck.” Colton moaned, thrusting his hips up into Alex’s mouth. If he thought his neck and mouth tasted like heaven, his cock was pure hot sex. The pre-cum was dribbling out of the tip and Alex couldn’t help but lap it up. Man, he wanted more of that. He wanted all the cum Colton could give him.
But he didn’t know what to do to get it. He knew the mechanics and he knew what having his cock sucked felt like, but he didn’t know what to do to make it feel that good. Seeing his hesitation, Colton brushed his hands through Alex’s hair and murmured, “I fucking love that, when you take me down to the hilt. Suck me back to the tip, that’s it. Lick my slit a little. That’s so fucking good.”
He did as he was instructed, sucking from tip to hilt and back, driving his tongue into the slit. After a few moments of sucking and licking the gorgeous man, he grew brave and reached to cup Colt’s balls, giving them a good squeeze and roll.
“Yes, that’s it. Don’t stop. Bleu, don’t you dare move those fingers. Keep them there until Alex makes me come.” Her whimper registered in his mind on another plane of existence. He wanted to make Colton come so bad but he didn’t want Bleu to come until he could get his tongue inside her. He slid his free hand over Bleu’s smooth leg and rested it on her thigh. His thumb stroked one of her pussy lips, never breaching her entrance. Just a gentle stroke to remind her of what he planned to do to her.
“That’s hot.” Colton’s voice sounded strained and Alexis could feel the man’s balls drawing up, getting ready to blow. He sucked harder and bobbed on the thick cock faster. “Alex, let go, I’m gonna come.”
He refused to let go, sucking even harder and wrapping his free arm around the man’s trim waist. Colton’s hands threaded through his hair, gripping him in ecstasy. It all felt so good.
“Yes, Alex.” He heard Bleu moan. “Swallow his cum. I bet it tastes so good. I want to taste it with you.”
“Yes, I’m coming! Alex, I’m coming in your mouth, oh fuck!” Colton cried as he pumped his cock into Alex’s mouth, draining himself of the salty juices. He would have laughed at Colton’s almost surprised exclamation if it hadn’t been for the heavy cock in his mouth.
Alex swallowed the load down, but remembering Bleu’s words held some in his mouth. Once Colton finished, he laid back on the earth, breathing deeply. Alex let Colt’s cock drop from his mouth and quickly moved in to give Bleu a kiss with a surprise.
She gasped as the taste entered her mouth with his tongue, lapping every last bit up. He pulled away and nibbled her ear, whispering, “Show him what I gave you.”
Colt’s eyes were trained on them and he moaned as Bleu opened her mouth to show him the small amount of cum pooled on her tongue. “Christ, you’re gonna make me hard again.”
“Good.” Alexis laughed, bending over Colt to kiss him. “Because I loved that and I can’t wait to do it again.”
“Really?” Colton asked, worry clouding the pleasured expression he wore not a few seconds before. “You’re OK?”
“Yes.” Alex laughed again, amazed at what he had just done and how much pleasure it brought him to do it. “I’m OK. I’m very OK.”
“Good.” Colton licked Alexis’s lips. “I like my taste on you. Now go fuck our sweet Bleu girl with that amazing tongue of yours.”
“Yes, sir.” He turned, gently pushed Bleu to lie on her back, pulled her hand from within herself and plunged his tongue inside without any warning or preamble. Alex didn’t need any instruction this time. He began to do just as Colton had said, fucking Bleu with his stiffened tongue. Ramming it in and out of her tight pussy to the music of her delicious moans and cries.
He began to move his tongue when a large hand unzipped his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down his hips. His ass was now flying in the wind. All his confidence nearly flew away with it.
“Shh. Shh,” Colton whispered, nuzzling his neck. “I’m just going to stroke your cock. We’ll leave your ass for another time.” Sure enough Alex felt a hand circle his cock and begin to stroke. “But know this, Alexis. I will be fucking your ass, just as you’ll be fucking mine.”
The thought turned him on to no end, making him want Bleu to feel the explosive orgasm that he most likely was about to have in result of Colton’s hand pumping him like a steel machine. He moved his mouth to her clit and inserted three fingers i
nside her cunt, thrusting them as hard as she had been.
His lips latched onto her engorged clit and he sucked as he had sucked Colt’s cock.
“Yes!” She moaned, her pussy clenching around his fingers. “Alex! Oh fuck, Alex!” Her hips thrust up into his mouth as she came and her juices dripped into his mouth.
Colton squeezed Alexis’s balls in one hand and tugged at his cock with the other, twisting his hand whenever he reached the tip. Alex couldn’t take it anymore. His balls tightened and his cum shot hot and heavy into Colton’s hand.
“Oh God, Colt.” He moaned and bit into Bleu’s thigh, making her pussy clench around his fingers and forcing her to ripple just a little more from the bite alone.
Once the high from the orgasm began to descend, Alexis turned onto his back and rested his head on the thigh he had bitten. Colton’s hand was drenched in his cum, giving Alex a primal sense of pleasure that his man, yes, his man, was marked and claimed.
“Lick it,” he whispered, again shocked by his own bravery.
Colton smirked and brought the hand to his mouth, taking his time to suck and lick the cream from his fingers and palm until only a couple fingers were left covered. He extended the fingers to Bleu and she greedily lapped them up. Colton then took those same fingers and swiped some of Bleu’s overflowing juices from her cunt and sucked them down his throat.
“There,” he said with a final lick. “Now we’ve all tasted each other.”
“I think that’s a pretty good start,” Bleu mumbled, lying on her back and completely wrung out.
Colt laughed and stretched over Alexis to kiss her teeth-bitten lips. “Too right. A fine start. Let’s clean up and move this party inside.”
“Can’t. Move,” she said. “Orgasm. Coma.”
Alexis chuckled and pushed himself up from his comfortable spot. He grabbed Bleu’s arm and pulled her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “You’re lucky you’re so little, Smurfette, or else we would have left you here.” He laid a firm smack on her ass, which shocked her enough for a squeal.
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