When He Woke (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting ManLove)

by Taylor Brooks

  “Oh fuck. That feels so damn good.” Steve’s fingers combed through Aaron’s hair and held the back of his head.

  Aaron slid down, taking all of it in until his lips touched the base and were met with his balls. Aaron held him there, deep in his throat, sucking on him with even more intent then he had the day before.

  Matt entered his mind. Remorse flooded him and he tried to stop himself from what he was doing, but for some reason could not. He loved Matt. He really and truly did. No matter how strong those feelings were though he was beginning to understand Matt’s feelings for Steve, because for some reason Aaron couldn’t pull himself away. No matter how wrong it was, it felt so right.

  Chapter Fourteen

  He had no idea how long the agony of pleasure went on, but Aaron abruptly released his cock from his mouth and stood up. Steve could smell the scent of his own dick on Aaron’s breath. God help him. He could never deny Matt anything and it would seem that Aaron was no different. Maybe they were witches, or whatever the male form of one was. He made a mental note to google it, but later…much much later.

  “I want you to fuck me. Just like you fucked Matt,” Aaron told him.

  “What?” Steve shook his head. “That’s…no. Look, you are amazing and what you do…Wow. But, I’m not sure we should be doing this. I know I’m the one who came over. But, I just couldn’t help myself. Now that I’m here…it just doesn’t seem right.”

  Aaron darted his tongue out and swiped it along Steve’s lower lip. “You know what I’ve learned since I woke up? I’ve learned that life is pretty fucked up. I probably should have died, but I didn’t. I got a chance to start over and even though Matt loves you, he walked away from you for me.”

  “Is this supposed to be your way of winning me over? Because you kind of suck at it,” Steve told him.

  “Hear me out. What you don’t realize is that Matt doesn’t just fall in love. I was his first and what I believed to be his only love. If he fell in love with you, then you must be pretty spectacular…And I’m not just talking about in bed. If he loved you last week, he still loves you today. And if he loves you today, he’ll never stop. I know Matt Caynor better than anyone. You’ll never be out of his life. And if you’re not out of his life, you’re not out of mine.”

  “What are you saying?”

  “I’m saying that I hate you. I hate that you took a piece of his heart that was meant for me. But, as much as I hate you, I…don’t hate you. Does that make any sense?”

  “No,” Steve said matter-of-factly.

  “Look, I think I want to hate you more than I actually do. And no matter how hard I try, I can’t stay angry with you. You gave him happiness when he probably needed it most. You yourself said that you’d do anything to keep him. No matter what, right?”

  “Yes, that’s right,” Steve answered.

  “And so would I. So the only question that remains is whether or not you and I fit. Look, as much as I may hold a bit of jealousy over what you shared with Matt, I’m sure you also hold the same for all the years I had with him. Now, I’m attracted to you. And I think…” Aaron looked down at Steve’s cock and stroked it. “You might just be attracted to me, too.”

  Steve smiled, he couldn’t help but do it. “What would make you think that?”

  Aaron smirked. “Hmm. A smart-ass. Just like me.”

  “So what are you really saying here?”

  “I’m saying that we both want and love Matt. And…we both seem to have this chemistry together. So why can’t we both have what we want? He wants us both. I can honestly tell you that as much as I want him, I don’t think I can live my life with him knowing he’s thinking of someone else half the time, maybe even wishing he was with him.”

  “So wait a minute. Just…wait. What exactly are you suggesting? That we have some sort of…what…exactly? Is there even a word for a relationship like that?” Steve asked.

  He was beginning to feel like he was in an episode of Fantasy Island or something. Not that he was complaining. He could certainly think of worse ways to spend his life than having Matt and getting to fuck this naughty little man in front of him.

  “There probably is a word for it. I don’t know. We can look it up in the dictionary if you want. But, I have other ideas in mind.”

  “Jesus, you are incredible.” Steve’s curiosity got the better of him and he reached down between their bodies to feel Aaron’s dick. The thick erection poked at Aaron’s jeans promising one hell of a big and delicious cock.

  “Does that mean we’re on the same page?” Aaron asked.

  “It means I want you on the bed, on all fours, so I can fuck the ever loving daylights out of you before I think too hard about any of this.”

  Steve’s words no longer shook with uncertainty. His body was primed and ready to fuck. He had no idea what Matt would think of their little idea, but he would have to deal with that later. His emotions of the past week had been raw. He’d felt like sharing his innermost thoughts with Matt had been the worst kind of mistake because hearing that he returned his love but was still saying good-bye tore through him.

  He no longer felt vulnerable or hurt. He suddenly felt empowered and willing to do whatever it took to make the utopia Aaron had described become a reality for them all.

  Aaron crushed his lips against Steve’s for an abrupt and passionate reminder of how good of a kisser he was. He stroked his tongue against Aaron’s willingly, languishing in the taste and temptation of his new lover’s kiss.

  Aaron murmured into Steve’s ear, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

  The question jolted Steve from the cloud Aaron had him floating on. He grabbed Aaron’s hand and staggered back to the bedroom, trying not to stumble along the way as he fumbled with kicking off his jeans the rest of the way.

  Once inside, Steve spun Aaron around and fused their mouths together just long enough for him to drink up a teasing taste of his own cock on Aaron’s breath. Then he pulled away. “When I get back in here, I expect you naked and ready to be fucked.”

  Steve didn’t wait for an answer. Aaron would do what he told him to. He didn’t know how he knew it, but he did. He ran into the master bedroom’s en suite and opened the top drawer. The lube was exactly where he’d left it over a week ago.

  He still couldn’t believe they were doing this. Maybe it was wishful thinking on his part, but Aaron had managed to convince him that they could make this work. He had nothing else so it was worth a shot. If it got him back with Matt then it would be worth it. Besides, he had a feeling he could become quite fond of Aaron. He had a way about him that was hard for Steve to ignore, much less refuse.

  His cock throbbed painfully and leaked in anticipation of fucking Aaron as he flipped the cap off of the tube of lubricant. He could hear Aaron undressing in the bedroom and the distinct sound of the mattress springs dipping beneath his weight as he crawled on the bed.

  Seconds later Steve returned to find Aaron sitting on the bed exactly as he’d been told to. He sat on all fours, his body naked, his cock hard and waiting patiently for Steve to return. His thighs were spread wide as his ass jutted up in the air, and in the center sat the long seam which protected Aaron’s hole.

  Steve’s heart thumped erratically in his chest. Breaths came in rapid succession as the promise of what was to come danced thorough his mind. He squirted a generous amount of jelly onto his cock. The abrupt coolness shocked him, but not enough to soften his hard on. His body was on fire, his dick was hard, and he was ready to fuck. Nothing and no one could stop him short of Matt coming in and catching them in the act.

  Steve crawled onto the bed, stroking his cock and working himself between Aaron’s legs. With the excess lubricant that coated his hand, Steve didn’t hesitate. He shoved three fingers in Aaron’s ass. Aaron’s back arched and he let out a noise, which bordered between pleasure and pain.

  The familiar clench of his ass muscles working against his fingers only made him want Aaron all the more.


  “Stop teasing me and fuck me!” Aaron demanded.

  It was obvious he was ready. Steve could tell that just from the way he worked his hips against his hand while he finger fucked his ass. The desperation he heard in Aaron’s voice was something he might want to put to the test in the future.

  If he was thinking with his head, he may have made Aaron wait, prolonged his suffering until he was pleading for Steve to fuck him fast and hard. The problem was he wasn’t thinking. All he was doing was feeling, and right now all he wanted to do was feel the inside of Aaron. He wanted to erase the last week and just feel good.

  He would set aside his desire to make Aaron beg for him another night. Today was about them and only them. No games, no taunts or teases. This wasn’t just about fucking. They were going to be forming a bond that together they would share Matt and love him as one.

  Steve removed his fingers and placed his head right at Aaron’s puckered hole. He could feel the muscles contracting at the entrance, almost enticing him to enter. Not hesitating a moment longer, Steve thrust his hips forward and slid into Aaron’s ass.

  “Oh fuck!”

  “Yes!” Aaron shouted in unison with Matt.

  A thousand tiny muscles pulsated around his cock. Aaron’s ass felt so tight, so hot, so fucking luxurious that he could already feel himself climbing to the peak. He didn’t hold back one bit. He was buried balls deep in Aaron’s ass as he fucked him.

  Aaron’s hips started to rock, moving with him. He was fucking Steve just as much as Steve was fucking him.

  “So…good…” Aaron whimpered.

  “You like it like this, don’t you?” Steve slapped his ass. “Tell me you like it!”

  “Yes! God, yes!” Aaron screamed.

  Steve moved faster, rocking and thrusting, pumping and pounding Aaron’s ass, increasing his pace until the entire bed squeaked and shook underneath them.

  Steve watched as Aaron propped himself up on one hand and brought his right hand underneath him. “Fuck yeah! Jack off! Make yourself come!”

  Steve bit out the words, trying to hold on for a while longer as he waited for Aaron to catch up. He then grabbed onto Aaron’s hips to give himself more leverage. He held on as the bed shook relentlessly under the fierce way he was plowing Aaron’s ass.

  He hadn’t expected it, but a sudden jolt shot through his body and took hold of him before he was able to top it.

  “I can’t…Oh…fuck!” Steve screamed as soon as his climax ripped through him.

  His body began to convulse, and his hips jolted with each spurt of cum which shot into Aaron’s ass. He threw his head back and allowed the intoxicating veil of orgasm to flow through his body.

  Aaron wasn’t far behind him. Only a minute after Steve started to fall, Aaron shouted something that Steve couldn’t quite make out. Not that he was trying that hard. He was lost in his own world, lost in the sensations that rippled through his body.

  The pain that he’d felt in the past week no longer squeezed too tight. He felt a gentle crack at the shell of his heart and in that moment he felt something he hadn’t expected. His love may very well be for Matt, but Aaron was something that he hadn’t expected.

  Whatever they were doing, and however they were going to make Matt see that it could work, Steve knew that in that bed, the two of them had just proved what neither of them thought possible, the ability to share Matt and his love.

  They may have made the agreement together, for the sake of Matt, and their own selfish needs, but Steve knew it was more than that now. It wasn’t just about Steve and Matt, or Matt and Aaron. It was about all three of them.

  Together.

  Living a life that most would only dream of.

  Now all they had to do was convince Matt that this was how things should be. Matt. Steve snickered at the thought. Matt Caynor, their obsessive compulsive, anal-retentive banker whose idea of living life wildly was using milk past its expiration date.

  Aaron looked back over his shoulder. “What?”

  “I was just thinking…you know Matt. Just how in the hell are we going to convince him of this?”

  “Oh, I think you and I can be very persuasive if we want to be. After all, you were able to seduce me, weren’t you?” Aaron grinned and winked.

  Steve chuckled. “Oh, is that how that happened? Funny, I thought it happened a different way.”

  Aaron leaned forward and stretched out on the bed. “You say potayto. I say potahto.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Matt walked in the front door and smelled the telltale aroma of garlic bread and marinara sauce. Italian was his favorite food type and Aaron knew it. He’d missed coming home to a home-cooked meal by Aaron. He didn’t do it all the time way back when, but every so often he’d surprise him, much like he was doing tonight.

  He walked in the kitchen and saw Aaron standing over the stove stirring a pot. He was wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else. His thin body was starting to fill out a little bit after the days of eating. This pasta dinner would help pack on a few more of those pounds that he lost as well.

  Aaron turned around and put his hands on his hips. “Hey, you. How long have you been standing there?”

  “Not long, I just came in.” Matt set his briefcase on the counter and took a few steps closer to him to offer a kiss. “Just what did I do to deserve this type of a surprise?”

  “Hmm. Let’s see. You are amazing. I love you. Oh, and you also saved my life when they told you to pull the plug. So, ya know…I figured the least I could do was cook you dinner.”

  Matt chuckled. “There’s that sarcastic wit that I love so much. Come here and give me a real kiss.”

  “Uh uh uh.” Aaron pushed him away. “There will be time enough for play later. Now I need to finish cooking dinner. And you need to get changed and relax. We’re having a guest for dinner tonight. You don’t want to look all stuffy in a suit and tie, do you?”

  “A guest? With you barely dressed? Who is it?” Matt asked.

  “Geez, nosy much? Just go on and get changed while I finish dinner. They’ll be here soon so you should hurry up.”

  “You’re not even going to give me a hint? Come on…clue? Please?” Matt begged.

  “Okay, I’ll give you a hint. It’s definitely not any of the characters from board game Clue.”

  Matt chuckled. “Someone’s awfully feisty tonight.”

  “What can I say? I had a good day.” Aaron winked.

  “Yeah?” Matt crossed his arms suspiciously. “How so? What happened?”

  “Oh for the love of God…would you just go get changed already? If I burn my garlic bread, there will be hell to pay.”

  Matt held up his hands in surrender. “All right, all right. You don’t have to kick me out of the room more than once. I know when I’m not wanted. I’ll be right back.”

  “Good. Hurry up,” Aaron hollered to him as he walked down the hall.

  Matt was glad to see Aaron happy instead of cautious and worrying. The past week of Aaron staring at him intently, always searching his eyes and questioning his every thought was beginning to weigh on him. Work had offered him a slight distraction from the guilt he felt over lying to Aaron, but it didn’t take away from his mind’s addiction to memories of Steve.

  He went into the bedroom and threw his briefcase on the bed before going to his closet. He figured from Aaron’s dressed down appearance, he could do the same and opted for a T-shirt and shorts.

  He had just been about to neatly hang up his suit jacket and tie when he stopped himself. He’d been overly fussy and anal retentive for most of his life. He needed to start loosening up more and relaxing. Against his better judgment and ignoring every nagging thought in his head, he walked past his discarded suit and picked up his briefcase to put it in the office.

  As he walked past, he flicked on the light to set it down just inside the door when the light from the computer caught his attention. He always made a habit of turning it off when he was done with his work
. Aaron on the other hand was much more lax with his computer habits and left it on frequently.

  He walked across the room to turn it off, grinning at how much he loved Aaron despite all of his lazy habits that drove Matt crazy sometimes. As soon as he touched the mouse, the screen lit up, waking from its hibernation.

  The peaceful smile fell from his face as soon as he saw the instant message conversation on the screen. He read the words, and tried to make sense out of the happy greeting he’d received when he’d gotten home.

  He shook his head, hoping to convince himself that maybe it wasn’t as bad as it seemed. That was when he heard the doorbell and realized that their company might very well be Steve. Matt hurriedly turned to race to the door before Aaron got there when he saw the card lying on the floor.

  He stopped in his tracks, confused since he was sure he’d thrown everything of Steve’s away the day before Aaron was released from the hospital. He was trying to make sense of everything when he heard voices coming from the kitchen, but not just any voices, Aaron’s and Steve’s.

  Oh no. No. No. No. No.

  Matt ran to the kitchen as if he was trying to stop a horrific accident before it happened. The irony to that was something he didn’t want to consider as he rounded the corner and was met with the vision of the two men he loved, embraced in a hug as Steve placed a kiss on Aaron’s forehead.

  They must have sensed his presence because they both turned to him at the same time. Aaron smiled and was the first to break the deafening silence that was nearly shattering Matt’s eardrums.

  “Hey, you. Say hello to our guest.”

  “Steve. I…what are you doing here?” he asked in a low voice.

  “Matt, dinner is on the table. Why don’t you come and sit down with and we can all talk.”

  “You heard the man. Let’s eat,” Steve said.