by Daisy May
Charlie frowned, while Jasper just looked pensive. “You might have a point,” he said slowly. “But how long were you going to keep this from us? You must’ve known you wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret forever.”
“I didn’t really have a plan,” I said. “I just knew I had to get home to these cuties every night.” I picked up Moon and snuggled him. “I was going to have to figure something out when they got old enough to go outside, but for now they’ve just been using the puppy pads.”
Which Jasper and Charlie could probably smell, now that I thought about it.
“I already feel bad,” I went on. “I’ve been running home to check on them on my lunch breaks, and I give them time in the morning and when I get home, but I don’t think that’s enough. It’s better than them being on the street or in a shelter, but it’s not a permanent solution.”
I gave them my best puppy dog eyes. Please don’t tell me to give them up.
“This is… quite the situation,” Jasper finally said. “I think we’re going to have to discuss this.” His gaze moved from one puppy to the next. “At length.”
“Okay,” I said. “I’m glad this isn’t going to ruin everything between us.” I paused, unsure if I should keep this next part to myself. “Despite all the worrying you had to go through, this might’ve been a good thing in the end. Now I know how much you guys care.”
“Care?” Jasper asked, his jaw dropping slightly. “You really didn’t think we cared?”
“I guess I didn’t know how much,” I mumbled.
“Reuben.” Charlie’s voice was firm, and even though the puppies were between us, he actually stepped toward me. His lip curled as he glanced down at them, but still, it was progress. He took me by the shoulders, forcing me to look at him. “Reuben, we don’t just care. We fucking love you.”
My heartbeat came to a screeching halt. “You do?”
“We both do,” Jasper said, placing a foot delicately between Sky and Star. “We talked about it a few weeks ago, and we both feel the same. We were just scared to tell you, given your confusing behavior lately.”
“Oh, wow,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?”
“That I didn’t show you how I felt.” I took Jasper’s hand, then Charlie’s. “I would never have worried you so much like this if I’d known you felt anything like what I feel.”
They looked at each other. I was getting used to the way they traded glances. In fact, right now it was actually adorable. “You mean you love us, too?” Jasper asked.
“Yes.” I didn’t even hesitate. “I love both of you. Jasper, I’ve admired you since the day I met you. I was scared of falling for you from the start, so it’s no surprise that it happened pretty quickly. I love you.”
Charlie made a little grunt, and I turned to him. “And you, Charlie. I’ll admit I didn’t see this coming.” I smiled at him. “But I love you. Even if you’re grumpy and you don’t like to communicate… even if you don’t like puppies… I love the soft heart you like to pretend isn’t under that tough exterior. I love you.” I bit my lip and stroked his arm. “And I also love that tough exterior.”
The three of us exhaled at once. It was all out now. All of us loved each other. Whatever that meant, and wherever we would go from here, we knew we had love.
“We still need to talk about these puppies,” Jasper said. “But right now, it’s past one in the morning, and I think we’re all pretty tired.”
“We can’t all fit on my bed,” I immediately said.
“We can if we squeeze.” Charlie was already moving toward it, throwing off his shirt.
A thrill went through me. Even if all we did was sleep, I could admit I’d be overjoyed to do that. I’d been missing my boyfriends’ night-long embrace. Heck, after going so long without sleeping in the same bed, we’d be squeezing in together anyway.
“All right,” I said with a shrug. “I’ll just warn you, the puppies like to jump on the bed during the night.”
Jasper
If my life was a novel, I would’ve slept like a baby that night. Not only had I found out my boyfriend wasn’t cheating on me and my husband, the three of us had said we loved each other. That should’ve put my heart at peace for the most restful sleep of my life.
But this was real life, not some book—and what kind of strange romance novel would be about three guys in love with each other, anyway? In reality, there were five—count ‘em, five—hyperactive puppies jumping on and off the bed all night. And three grown men were squeezed into a bed that was probably better suited for one teenager.
I slept terribly. And I was delirious with happiness the entire time.
“Jasper, your leg.”
“Mmph.” I felt about as mobile as a bag of sand. Whatever Charlie wanted, he could do himself. Or was that Reuben talking?
“Jasper, your leg is on top of me and I need to feed the puppies.”
Reuben for sure. I groaned again and rolled to one side.
“Now you're on top of me!” Charlie protested.
“This bed is way too small,” I said into his chest.
I waited until I felt Reuben’s weight come off the bed, and then I rolled into the warm spot he’d left behind. Not that I needed to be any warmer than I already was. The three of us together could’ve powered a furnace.
“Time to get up,” Charlie said, sitting up.
“Let me sleep.”
“Let him sleep,” Reuben said amid excited yips—I guessed he’d pulled out the puppy chow.
“Nope,” Charlie said. “If I’m awake, everyone’s awake. That’s the rule.”
“Why-y-y?” I dragged my head onto his thigh and wrapped my arms around his sturdy waist.
“Because we’re all going to head over to our place,” he said. “Where there are toothbrushes. And a shower. And where it doesn’t reek of doggy piss.”
“Puppy piss,” Reuben said.
“And where the bed is big enough that we can hump the fuck out of each other,” Charlie went on. “Because I don’t know about you guys, but after last night, I’m more than ready for it.” He gestured at his groin.
Now, that was intriguing. “Hmm… why wait?” I asked, bringing my head a few inches over to nose at his erection through his boxers.
“Again, shower,” he said. “Toothbrushes. Space.”
“And what about the puppies?” Reuben asked. I still had my face in Charlie’s crotch, but the defiant tone to his voice told me he was crossing his arms.
Now I sat up so I could look at both of them. Charlie rolled his eyes and pursed his lips. “They can come.”
“What?” I asked. “You’re deciding we can adopt five puppies without even consulting with me?” Reuben looked similarly shocked.
“What’s there to consult about?” Charlie asked gruffly. “Reuben loves them, and I know you’d never say no to him. Besides, I can see you want them yourself.”
“Sure,” I huffed, outraged. “How do I know this isn’t about you not being able to say no to him?”
“Does it matter?” he asked. “Do you want them or not?”
I huffed again—this time because he knew me so well. “I do.”
“And you do,” he said to Reuben, who nodded. “Then we’re the proud owners of five puppies. What are their names, again?”
After Reuben had finished squealing and I’d finished asking if Charlie was serious—which he definitely was—the three of us headed back to our place. We were in a jubilant mood, especially with the puppies barking nonstop.
The renewed connection between the three of us probably also had something to do with it. Now that our feelings for each other were out in the open—now that we all knew we all loved each other—I suspected our bedroom activities were going to reach a whole new level.
When we got to our place, we each brushed our teeth and washed our faces. When everyone was done, Charlie barely lasted a minute before trying to lure us into the bedroom.
“W
e should really take our time and help the puppies get adjusted,” Reuben said.
“They’ll adjust better if we’re not in their faces, bothering them.” I slid my arms around him from behind, running my hands over his waist and stomach in hopes I could tempt him into coming with us.
“But they need me,” Reuben said. “I’m the only familiar thing they have here.”
“They’ve got each other, don’t they?” I lowered my hands, feeling the sweet sensation of a growing hardness between his legs.
Still, he resisted me. “Let’s give it an hour… just to make sure they’re okay…”
His voice was ragged, and I doubted he would’ve held out for anywhere near an hour if I kept up what I was doing to him. Charlie was less patient, so I didn’t get to find out. Charlie quirked an eyebrow at me, and I stepped away. He swung Reuben off the ground and carried him into the bedroom.
“Hey! Put me down!”
“Forget the puppies.” Charlie kicked the door open. “They’ll still be there when we’re done.”
Reuben let out a half-sigh, half-groan, and I knew that he was ours. Working in unison with Charlie, I began to take off his clothes. He still made faces at us, but he held up each limb to make it easier to get the clothes off.
I tossed each article aside, not caring where it landed, only concerned with the slim, smooth body underneath. Reuben was so gorgeous, so perfect. I was so lucky to have him, to be able to share him with Charlie—and to be able to share Charlie with him. We were all in this together now, all in love with each other. I could never have predicted things would turn out like this when I’d first suggested a threesome to him. But, God, I was so glad I had.
“Why am I naked and you two are fully clothed?” Reuben asked with a slight scowl.
He was so cute when he pretended to be angry. He knew perfectly well why he was naked, and he also knew he was going to enjoy the hell out of this while it lasted.
“On the bed,” I said in response.
“What if I want option eighteen?”
“Too bad,” Charlie grunted, giving him a shove to help him along. “We already made up our minds.”
Reuben looked from me to him, not bothering to conceal his thrill of excitement. “For which option?”
“Option forty-six.” Me going down on him. “Plus thirty-nine.” Charlie rimming him.
“At once?” Reuben shivered as we both groped at him, running our hands along his sides, pinching his nipples, and squeezing his ass. “How are we going to manage that?”
“You’re going to stand right here.” Charlie pulled him beside the bed. “And Jasper’s going to sit on the floor.” Which I did, wriggling right between his legs. “And I’m going to bend over and spread your cheeks… here.”
A gasp came from Reuben’s lips, and I knew Charlie had already started. I’d better catch up. Although I was enjoying looking at his cock so much, I hated to stop for any reason. It was so gorgeous, jutting out right in front of me, strong and stiff and veiny. A bead of precum dripped from his tip, more coming out as Charlie worked on him from the other side.
I slipped a hand around his shaft and gave it a few slow strokes, matching the rhythm of Charlie’s head weaving up and down. I was hard myself now, and I wished I could slip my other hand between my own legs. Reuben deserved all of my attention, though—all of my focus. I loved this man, and when you love someone, sometimes you have to put them first.
So I opened my jaw and took him in, one hand resting on the base of his shaft, the other stroking his balls. Charlie, behind him, hummed his pleasure at licking him. Soon I found myself making similar sounds. Reuben just felt so good in my mouth, and I loved his taste. I would’ve done anything to bring him pleasure.
“Oh wow,” Reuben whispered, almost to himself. “I… wow…”
I tilted my head to look at him as best as I could without taking my lips off his cock. He had one hand on his forehead, one on Charlie’s shoulder as if he was trying to steady himself. That meant he was already off-balance, already needing to hold back. His face was flushed and glowing.
I doubled my efforts, sucking faster and harder. I wanted this to be intense for him. Wanted this to be a session he’d never forget. I knew he wasn’t going anywhere soon, but if Charlie and I made this good enough, he’d never be able to leave us. And I never wanted him to.
“I can’t keep going,” Reuben groaned, trying weakly to push me off. “I can’t, or I’m going to finish too fast.”
I wasn’t done with him yet, though. I stayed with him, following his cock as his hips shuddered back. And Charlie just licked him harder as Reuben came closer to him. Reuben let out a gasp and arched forward again—straight into my mouth.
We toyed with him for a minute like that, bouncing him back and forth in the sexiest tug-of-war I could imagine. Eventually Reuben’s cries got too loud and I took pity on him. Or maybe it was just the fact that my own cock was begging for attention.
“We’ll give you a break,” I said, wriggling out from under him and perching on the edge of the bed. “How do you feel about option twenty-nine?” Him going down on me.
“I feel good about it.” Even Reuben’s voice was weak, but he made a valiant effort to get onto his knees. “I thought I might explode if you guys went on a second longer.”
“That was the goal,” Charlie murmured.
Reuben threw him a sideways glance. “Not explode as in come. Explode as in combust into a million pieces.”
“Again, that was the goal.” Charlie took a seat beside me and unzipped his pants.
“You want me to go down on you, too?” Reuben asked faintly.
He might seriously pass out if we made him work too hard right now, but the idea of sharing him now was too erotic to let go. “Yes,” I said with a nod as I freed my cock as well. “Him first.” I stroked myself slowly and sat back to watch the show.
And it was a good one. Reuben was already flushed with sensuality, but he still had that innocent look to him. It was fascinating to see him go from angel to porn star as he took Charlie’s cock into his mouth. The transformation was a gradual one, going a little further with every new inch he took.
Charlie was just as delicious to watch. His cock was glorious from any angle, but sitting over here, I could really appreciate its length and thickness. I liked the way it disappeared into Reuben’s mouth and made his cheek bulge out with its outline. My mouth watered with desire, and for a moment I considered just getting down next to Reuben and sucking him too.
But then Reuben turned his attention to me. I smiled as I took my hand off my shaft, allowing him to take its place. His lips wrapped around my tip, warm and soft and gentle. It felt more affectionate than sexual, like a kiss rather than a blow job. And then his eyes narrowed at me and he took me deep, surrounding me with the hot walls of his throat.
“Holy…”
I thrashed, and Charlie grabbed me to stabilize me. I was about ready to come already. I hadn’t expected Reuben to get me to this point so fast, although in retrospect I should’ve. I was always so turned on when my men were around, and today had a heightened sense of importance that only made me more likely to spill over.
Seeing my danger, Reuben turned from me back to Charlie. I grasped myself with a shaky hand, stroking myself just enough to keep me hard and ready. I actually looked away from them this time, staring at the blank wall to calm myself down a little. I couldn’t wait for Reuben to turn back to me, but I also didn’t want to come before I was good and ready.
“Oh, fuck,” Charlie groaned.
So he was at the same point as me. I smiled tightly, turning to watch the two of them again. But I turned just in time to see Reuben pop his mouth off Charlie and lean back in for me.
I saw what he was doing now. He was playing us against each other, bringing us each to the verge and then turning to the other one. I bit down hard on my lip, trying to decrease the pressure building inside me. If Reuben kept edging us like this, I might just co
mbust myself.
“You’re evil,” I panted as I realized his game. I gave Charlie a weak nudge. “This is his revenge.”
Reuben kept his mouth on me—as if he would’ve given me a moment of respite at this point!—but the arch of his eyebrows said enough. He was throwing down a challenge. And God help me, I wasn’t up for it.
I needed release. I needed it so desperately. My hips bucked on their own, thrusting my length up and into Reuben’s mouth.
Of course he moved away then, taking Charlie again, and I was forced to stroke myself in grim frustration. When was he going to let me come?
I could’ve gotten there myself, and part of me wanted to. I knew he wanted to make us both come, so jerking myself to completion would’ve been a type of revenge of its own. But I couldn’t convince myself to do it. When I passed the brink, I wanted to spill my load into his warm, willing mouth. I wanted the heat of his throat, not the familiar and unexciting grip of my hand.
So I waited—although as I stroked and grimaced and stared at the wall, I wondered how long I’d even be able to hold off. This was just too hot. Even without his help, I might not be able to last much longer.
Beside me, Charlie’s groans and quivers told me he was feeling the same. He was shaky now, which didn’t happen often. He always liked being the big strong man, even in bed—always in control, never vulnerable. Now Reuben had him at his mercy… but the ecstatic look on Charlie’s face said he was all right with that.
Reuben played us off each other like that for some time, switching when he needed to, keeping me on the edge for longer than I would’ve thought possible. I throbbed for him, pulsated for him, but he wouldn’t quite let me get there no matter how close I got. And every time he came back to me, I swore I got a tiny bit closer.
“Me now,” Charlie said when he saw I couldn’t take it anymore. He stroked Reuben’s flushed cheek and swollen lips as he pulled him back between his legs. “My turn.”