“Shit, baby, I’m sorry I woke you.” There were still bruises under her eyes from lack of sleep along with the large bandage. His guilt ratcheted up a few notches at being the cause of stealing her much-needed rest.
She looked between Alex and Colt for a moment before sighing deeply. “Just take me back to bed. Both of you. Don’t worry about waking me up. You would have needed to in a few minutes anyway. Tell me what’s going on and why your face is puffy…other than being swollen from getting sucker punched.” He met her halfway as she stood on wobbly feet to walk toward him. Her face nuzzled into his chest and he took care not to squeeze her too tight. God, he loved her so much. He loved them both. It was time to man up and show them exactly how much.
“What’s going on is that I’ll never be worthy of you and Alex until I come clean to my folks. I’m not going to hide you two in the closet with me anymore. I love you both and I’m proud and honored that you’ve chosen to be with me. This isn’t some temporary thing for me. I want us all to be together for a long time.” He took a deep breath, encircling Bleu within his arms and kissing her forehead gently. “I’m sorry for being an ass. I’m gonna make it right.”
“How?” He held his hand out to Alex and pulled him into their embrace. His lips were warm and firm as Colt kissed him, giving him strength for what he was determined to do to claim these two beautiful people.
“My mom told me to come over for dinner next weekend, after Christmas. You’re going to come with me and we’re going to go tell my family everything at dinner.”
Bleu placed her chin on his chest, looking up into his eyes. “You sure?”
“Baby, I’ve never been more sure about anything.”
* * * *
Alexis watched Colton’s chest rise and fall with every breath. He was at peace, having finally come to a decision about telling his family. They would go to his childhood home this weekend and prove to them that love in a package that didn’t exactly fit the normal parameters was still love. And God, did he love Colton and Bleu.
Two days ago Bleu hadn’t been allowed to sleep through the night, per her doctor’s orders. Last night she had finally been able to collapse into a steady sleep without incident. And now she was sleeping with her hair strewn over Colton’s chest, her head resting against his bicep, curled around it like a monkey. She usually had a death grip on one of them during the night, like she was afraid of losing them.
Emotions boiled inside Alexis’s chest. He’d been staring at them together, trying to rein it in, keep his need for them under control, and allow them to rest. But he needed to connect physically with them, to reassure himself they were alive and with him. He crawled up the bed and straddled Colton, bending over to lick his skin at the junction of thigh and groin. It was the morning of Christmas Eve and since they weren’t going to be spending Christmas day together, he wanted to treat this day as their personal Christmas. Even though he was Jewish. They’d get the idea.
Alexis’s tongue traveled from smooth skin through coarse dark-blond hair, right to the base of Colt’s rapidly hardening shaft. In the last few months he’d grown to appreciate this part of a man’s body in a way he never had before. He knew what it could make him feel and how it felt to receive pleasure. But he’d never understood the power a person could feel when having a cock in his mouth. Or how much pleasure you derive from such a sensual act. A pleasure he was determined to feel as Colton shifted and slowly woke up.
Alexis smoothed his tongue up Colton’s cock. He kept his hand at the base to keep it steady and positioned the way he wanted. There was already pre-cum dripping from the delicious tip and the man wasn’t even fully awake yet. He dipped his tongue into the tip, tasting the salty essence and wrapping his lips just around the edge, just enough for Colt to feel it when he sucked lightly.
“Mmm…is that a party I can get in on?” Bleu whispered, running her fingers through Alex’s hair.
“If you’re feeling better,” he said before swiping his tongue from base to tip once more. Colton groaned, still not fully awake, but getting there.
“Yes, sir.” She grinned and extricated herself from Colt’s side, sliding down the bed and taking hold of the base of the heavy cock away from Alex. He slipped his lips further down the shaft, sucking a little harder. It was time for their lover to wake up. Alex had something he needed, and he was finally, finally, going to take it from Colt.
Alex pushed his lips down to where Bleu’s hand rested at the base. He could see her lips wrapping around Colt’s heavy sac. And when their eyes met they both sucked, hard.
“Ah, God,” Colton moaned, coming to full wakefulness. He grabbed onto the bars of the headboard, looking down at his lovers with his mouth open in a silent moan. “Yes. Yes, I want to wake up like this every day. Fuck.” He lifted his hips in a slow glide, fucking Alex in his mouth. “Love your mouth,” Colt said so quietly Alexis could barely make out the words above the sucking sounds coming from him and Bleu.
He placed his hands on Colton’s hips to keep him steady, dragging his lips off his cock. “No, man. You don’t get to drive today.” He slipped one hand underneath Colt’s ass and rubbed a finger against his pucker. “This is mine today. This morning, you’re getting my cock in your ass.” He heard Colt’s breath stutter, which only added fuel to the fire.
“Bleu.” He lifted her from Colt’s groin and nearly came as he saw her lick her lips with eyes glazed over in lust.
“Yeah?” Her hands couldn’t stop moving, touching Colt’s leg, his arm. She loved the tactile connection while they were in bed.
“Get the lube and condoms for me, baby.” She moved to go but he dug his fingers in her hair and dragged her toward him for a burning kiss. He couldn’t get enough of her sweet and sensual taste.
As Alex let her go, he turned back to Colton, who looked frozen on the spot. He crawled up the bed, still straddling him, and settled over him, face-to-face. “How long has it been, Colt, since you’ve had a cock in your ass?”
“A long time,” he whispered, sounding nervous but full of need at the same time. “But I want you. I need you take me.”
“How do you want me to take you?” He pushed Colt’s legs up so that his cock rested between his ass cheeks. “Like this? Face-to-face?” He started a slow grind, rubbing his hard-on against Colt’s asshole. “Where I can kiss and suck your neck, making you look me in the eye as I fuck you deep and hard.”
“Yes. God, yes.” Colt moaned, tightening his grip on the headboard.
“That does sound good.” Alex sat up suddenly, grabbing Colt by the hips and flipping him over onto his stomach. “But do you know what sounds better?” he whispered against Colt’s ear.
He held his hand out to Bleu who, after getting the lube and condoms, was sitting against the pillows with her hand buried between her legs just watching them. She took his hand and he pulled her down onto the bed, rolling her onto her stomach right next to Colton. “Get on top of Bleu, Colton. I want you to fuck her like an animal, like how I’m gonna be fucking you.”
“Yes, please,” Bleu begged, looking over her shoulder, her tattoo highlighting the sensual curves and edges of her smooth back. She had her ass up in the air in offering to both of them. It was sexy as fuck.
Colton jumped on top of her, placing his hands at her hips and readying himself to plunge into her.
“Stop,” Alex demanded, wrapping his hand around Colt’s waist, taking hold of his cock. He was dripping like mad with pre-cum, in need of a tight hole to fuck, be it mouth or pussy or ass. Colton was panting with it. “This cock is mine right now. Just as this pussy”—he used his free hand to push two fingers into Bleu’s pussy— “is mine.” He could feel her juices begin to gush in anticipation for a thick cock to squeeze. “I tell my cock when it gets to fuck my pussy. Got it?”
Colton nodded, unable to form words for all his panting. “Move back on the bed and lick her pussy, she needs some attention.” Colton did so gladly, shamelessly burying his head in her
snatch and shoving his tongue inside her. She cried out from the aggressive move and clenched the pillows to her mouth.
“Let go of the pillows, Bleu. I like it when you moan and scream for us.” She let go, slowly but surely, her moans getting louder and louder with each swipe of Colt’s tongue against her cunt. “Colt, I want your face dripping in her juices once you’re done.” As Colton sucked up Bleu’s cream, Alex set to work putting condoms on both their dicks. Once done, he lubed his own cock up and took advantage of Colt’s ass flying in the air, squirting the jelly onto that sweet asshole he couldn’t wait to claim.
Colt groaned from Bleu’s wet depths. “Keep going, Colt. I want her to come before you fuck her while I fuck you.” He rubbed his hands up and down colt ass cheeks, savoring the sensation of being behind a powerful, muscular man. “Fuck I love your ass. I can’t wait to shove my cock in it, make it mine.”
He began to massage two fingers into Colt’s pucker, allowing the muscles to relax. Colt was a tad more eager than Alex had been when he’d first been ass fucked. Alex’s fingers popped right in and Colton instantly began to shove back on those fingers, fucking himself on them. Alex added a third finger, scissoring them inside his lover.
“Ah, yes. Colt, fuck, what are you doing?” Bleu cried, eyes shut tight from the all-consuming rush of pleasure. Alex looked down and saw Colt’s finger shoved beneath Bleu and playing with her asshole.
Alex smacked Colt’s ass. Hard. “Did I say you could play with that ass?” He shoved his fingers in and out of Colton at a rapid pace, making him lose his concentration on Bleu’s ass. “You want my cock in your ass?”
“Fuck yes.” Colt growled against Bleu, keeping up his licking and sucking as Alex had wanted.
“Then do what I say. Shit, baby, you are so ready for me. Suck Bleu’s clit, make her scream for us to fuck her.”
“No, I’m not ready, I—” Bleu cried, but before she could finish her sentence Colt had lifted her hips so he could have better access and sucked her engorged clit clean into his mouth. She shattered with a moan so long she ended on a hoarse whisper, murmuring about how Colt better get inside her soon.
“Do it, Colt. Get inside our girl.”
Colton reared up, adjusting his grip on her hips so her lithe body lined up with his cock. With one forceful thrust, he was groin deep inside her. She whimpered at the stimulation so soon after her orgasm.
“You OK, baby?” Colt asked, rubbing her spine up and down.
“Yes. Yes just do something. Move. Fuck me. Both of you. Alex, get inside him.”
“My pleasure,” Alex said as he lined his cock up with Colt’s ass. He pulled the man up against his chest, kissing and licking the back of his neck and shoulders. “You ready for me?”
“Always.” With that one whispered word, Alex pushed his cock inside Colton, feeling to the very depths of his body the complete and utter joy of taking his man and physically exerting his will to claim and love him. “Colt, you’re squeezing me so hard. You’re perfect.” He could feel Colt’s ass contract around him. “Yes like that. Fuck Bleu. I need you to fuck her while I’m in you.” He remained still as Colt brought Bleu’s hips back up against him and slowly drilled his cock all the way inside her channel. “Good. Perfect. Now together.”
With that they found a rhythm, driven by Alex as he controlled Colt’s hips, forcing him back onto Alex’s cock and forward into Bleu’s pussy. She moaned and writhed beneath Colt, fucking herself back onto his cock to maximize the depth and velocity of their joining. It was fast and animalistic as he’d intended. A pure claiming.
“You’re mine.” He growled, biting Colt’s neck and shoulders as he fucked him, his hips slapping into the man’s plush ass with a resounding smack of flesh. “Mine. Mine. Mine.” He grunted with each thrust, his cock being devoured by that sweet asshole.
“Fuck I’m gonna come again. Colt, please, fuck me harder. Do it!” Bleu cried, lifting her hips higher. Colt tightened his grip and brought her hips back down on him over and over again at a bruising pace.
“I want you to come, Colt. Come so hard it feels like your gonna squeeze my cock off,” Alex demanded, fucking his lover in an equally crushing manner.
“I’m there,” Colt yelled hoarsely. “I’m coming.” With his last jerking thrusts, Bleu joined him in his climax, screaming and moaning both their names. Alex felt Colt’s ass squeeze him off and finished it for him. His orgasm was all-consuming. His eyes screwed shut, unable to process anything but the feel of pleasure as his cock shot load after load of cum into the condom, into his lover’s body. Ah, Christ, man. Shit.” Colt’s breath heaved in between the kisses he laid against the back of Bleu’s neck as he bent over her. Alexis placed his hand along Colt’s back, rubbing and soothing his muscles, enjoying the rapid staccato of his pounding heart beneath his hand.
After a moment of enjoying the feel of his sweat-covered lovers, Alexis pulled out and rubbed Colt’s pucker gently, easing the muscles back into a resting state. He could tell Colton could barely move from exhaustion or else he would have rolled off of Bleu by then. Alex took care of it for him. He removed his own and Colt’s condom and wrapped his arms around his waist, easing him off of Bleu and onto his back. Colt’s eyes were still squeezed shut, his breathing not returning to normal. In fact it was almost hitching.
“Hey.” Alexis leaned over Colt, cupping his face, worry intruding on his post-lovemaking contentment. “Baby, are you OK? Did I hurt you?” Colton held Alexis’s wrists, gripping him like a lifeline. Bleu sat up and knelt next to him, brushing her hands through his hair, telling him to breathe deeply. Colt didn’t respond, his breath continuing to be unsteady. “Bleu, get some water.”
Colt grabbed Bleu’s hand, keeping her from leaving and shaking his head. His eyes finally opened and tears began a steady stream down his cheek. “I’m fine,” he croaked, rolling his eyes. “I was just trying not to be a pussy and cry all over you both.”
Bleu smacked his chest. “You scared the shit out of us! I thought you were having a seizure or something.” Her tone was harsh but she stretched her body alongside Colt’s and rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her back and opened his other arm, offering the opposite space to Alex. He couldn’t say no to cuddling along that strong body, even if he was tearing up.
“What’s wrong, man?” he asked, kissing the tears on his cheeks away. “Did I hurt you?”
Colton sighed. “No. No, I needed what you did. It just made me feel so…” He shrugged, not able to find the words.
“Loved?” Bleu asked, an understanding smile lighting up her face, erasing the lines of worry. “That’s what I feel, whenever you make love to me, no matter how hard or slow. It’s always so overwhelming and I lose myself for half a second.”
“La petite mort,” Alex supplied.
“Yes. Aptly put, that saying.” She turned back to Colton. “You usually do the taking, with me and Alex. Maybe you’ve never felt this—”
“Making love with you and Alex is always amazing, it’s always perfect,” Colton said urgently.
“I know, I’m not saying all the other times weren’t amazing. But it’s a different kind of amazing when you’re being taken by someone…cared for.” When he began to speak with a clear look of disagreement she interrupted him again, intuitively knowing what he’d say. “I know you’ve been had in that sexy ass before, but never by Alex, by someone who loves you and needs you like I need the both of you.”
“And how do you need us, baby?” Alex asked intently.
“Like the air I breathe.”
Colton nodded. “I’m gonna do everything I can to prove I’m worthy of the both of you.” He looked to Alex, allowing him to see the last few tears roll down his face, giving him his weakness to carry. Finally giving them all the pieces of himself.
Alex knew they’d be OK. No matter what happened with Colton’s family that weekend. “You don’t need to prove anything,” he said, kissing Colton. Giving him his own ai
r, his love, and his soul.
Chapter 16
The door to Colton’s childhood home flung open as he and his lovers stepped out of the car. Colt’s little sister, though no longer little, bounded from the door with a giant smile on her face. It had been too long since they’d spoken for any length of time, since she had been in another state on Christmas, performing with a string quartet. He had to admit to himself, if he hadn’t been such a coward, he would have confided in his sister regarding his relationship a lot sooner.
“Mags!” He kissed Maggie’s cheek with a smile, relieved that she was there. She looked beautiful as always. White-blonde hair, like his, flowing straight and silky to her shoulder blades. Eyes a captivating sea-foam green with a long and lean body nearly as tall as his. She wore a simple teal long-sleeved blouse with skinny jeans. Skinny jeans, everywhere he looked. Those pants were too tight for his baby sister.
“Oh my God look at your face. Did you get punched? Come on in,” she said, tugging him toward the door. “Dad is a little late. He was playing cards with the police station buddies this afternoon. But I guess it’s good because he would have been complaining about you being late and making us wait.”
“That would be my fault! Problems with the diner I run,” Alexis said in that sexy baritone, sticking his hand out in offering to Maggie. “I’m Alexis, nice to finally meet you, Maggie.”
“Right, Mom said you were bringing some friends to our family dinner. Weird, by the way.” Her words were suspicious but her smile genuine. He knew Maggie might be a bit surprised but would also be accepting no matter what he told his family today. She looked to Bleu on his left.
“Your hair is awesome.” Mags shook her hand, eyes trailing Bleu’s hair from roots to tips.
“Thanks. I’m Bleu.” Maggie’s eyebrows shot up with a lopsided grin. “B-L-E-U. It’s a Cajun name.”
“Ah.” Maggie observed all three of them with her usual blatant and sometimes abrasive curiosity, noting the close proximity in which they stood. She looked down and saw Alexis’s index finger curled around Colt’s pinkie. And how Bleu had one hand tucked into Colt’s back pocket. Her eyebrows shot even higher in incredulity as she looked back up at Colton. “Oh boy. This is going to be a really exciting family dinner, isn’t it?”
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