Power Surge: MMF Bisexual Romance

by Bianca Vix

  I’m lying on my bed with Rob.

  Side-by-side.

  Naked. And hard.

  He’s tracing his fingers over my chest. As much as I want to, I don’t encourage him to go lower. I’m right on the edge as it is, so turned on I could come even if that’s all he does to me.

  And I want this to last as long as it possibly can.

  In one unexpected movement, Rob climbs on top of me. His lips meet mine. I didn’t think it would ever be possible to top that kiss we had in the hallway.

  I was wrong.

  He’s devouring me. I grab him by the shoulders, my fingers digging into his burning skin. His one hand is still moving, sliding down to massage my stomach.

  I’m drowning in him.

  I’ve never been this close to Rob before. I inhale as deeply I can, the intense scent of spices and something like dark coffee flowing into my senses. I shudder as it overtakes me completely.

  My hips have a will of their own, bucking up against Rob. My cock aches for some of his attention.

  I swallow hard as his hand slips lower, skating over the taut, flat surface of my stomach but coming to a stop way too soon. He’s taking his time, drawing everything out, or at least that’s what it feels like to me.

  Rob kneads my skin, his expert fingers making me lose all sense of time. And everything except him. I have to close my eyes the moment he breaks our kiss so I don’t lose myself completely.

  “What do you want?” His lips brush against my earlobe. I swallow hard, trying to find my voice. But I can’t break this spell by saying anything out loud.

  Covering Rob’s hand with mine, I push down. And he gets the message, or at least I hope he does. I want everything, not just what I’m encouraging him to do right now.

  My breath catches as Rob’s fingers curl around my throbbing cock. I tense up as he starts jacking me, too slow and too fast all at once. Rob’s stroking my raging hard-on and making that simple act feel so good, I can hardly stand it.

  I can’t believe any of this is happening.

  Just the weight and heat of his body shifting on top of mine is more than enough to drive me crazy.

  Rob’s massaging fingers are doing things to me that I never expected. Every touch feels like it’s on a raw, exposed nerve. It’s like being a hormone-crazed teenager again. Only far, far better.

  Leaning in, he starts to kiss me again. He doesn’t let up stroking my cock. He actually speeds up. An agonized groan escapes my lips when he takes his hand off me but it’s only to toy with my swollen, tightening balls.

  I gasp for breath as he gets back to working my cock, his grip tighter, his hand moving so much faster now. My cock throbs, aching for release.

  I want to tell him to stop, that I don’t want this to be over too soon, but I can’t. Nothing else exists in the world except for the pleasure he’s giving me.

  The orgasm hits me like a freight train. Groaning, my back arches as I shoot, coming hard and fast. Rob doesn’t stop until I’m done.

  By the time I’m spent, I can’t breathe or think. Rob moves back, his trademark smirk overtaking him. He couldn’t look more self-satisfied. I want to laugh, but I still can’t quite catch my breath.

  Besides, he looks about ready to explode himself. And there’s no way in the world I’m going to waste this chance with him now that I finally have it.

  Calling up every bit of my slowly-returning strength, I catch Rob off-guard. In one motion, I rise up and push him down onto his back.

  The ball-draining orgasm I’ve just had is still making me shaky.

  But this, I can do.

  I pause for a couple seconds to admire his cock, hard and ready, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. Pushing his legs apart, I climb between them.

  My cock hasn’t softened at all. Rob holds his cock up and I push my erection against his. It feels like nothing I can even describe, the raw sexiness of having another man’s hard cock rubbing against my own.

  Bumping his hand away, I grip both of our cocks, stroking them rhythmically. Rob squirms underneath me.

  “Fuck,” he gasps, thrusting his hips up and against my cock. He looks as turned on as I am, but I’m not even close to being done with him.

  I could do this all night, but I reluctantly let go and move down the bed.

  There’s something I want more.

  A surge of need rises up from somewhere deep inside me. This has been a long time coming.

  I can’t resist leaning down and gliding my tongue over the thick vein running down the length of Rob’s straining cock. A wave of desire hits me hard as Rob gives a low growl.

  “Suck me.”

  Like he doesn’t know that’s what I’m going to do. Shifting around, I move so I can take his cock into my mouth. I ease his shaft inside as slowly as I can manage, the tangy taste of Rob sending bolts of lust shooting through me. My first cock, and I want every single detail burned into my memory forever.

  Gripping his hard shaft at the base, I stop to suck at his balls until neither one of us can wait any longer. I take him deep. Rob’s hands drop onto my head.

  I’ve dreamt about this many times, pictured it, fantasized about it. And somehow it’s nothing like I expected. Rob’s cock throbbing against my tongue is so much better than I could have ever imagined.

  His breath is coming in short gasps. He’s getting close to coming and I don’t hold back. Practically devouring his cock, I take as much of it as I can. As much as I wanted to stretch this out, now I can’t wait any longer to make him lose all control.

  Rob bucks up, groaning. His cock feels so fucking amazing in my mouth. I keep bobbing up and down.

  “Oh yeah. So close.”

  I’m certain it’s the only warning he’s going to give me. Just the way he grunts out the words is exciting. My own cock throbs in response as I work him faster.

  His hands tighten in my hair and he explodes. It’s not easy, but I take every drop.

  “Fuck. James.” Rob releases his grip on me and I collapse down beside him.

  That was intense.

  “You’re pretty damn good at that.”

  I snort, about to reply when he sits partway up, bending his elbow to prop his head up on his hand. His other one goes for my cock. “That’s pretty impressive.”

  I’ve been hard since I shoved him up against the wall.

  In one swift movement his head is right at my cock, which jumps eagerly. I can’t speak as he moves lower, sucking me between his lips.

  Rob moves steadily up and down on my shaft. I’ve been so hot and ready for this for so long, it’s not going to last. Just watching what he’s doing, the arousing sight of my best friend sucking a cock, would be enough to get me there. There’s something about it that’s just so damn sexy.

  His tongue is making me feel things I’ve never felt before. I can only enjoy Rob’s mouth on my cock for a short time before I can’t hold out any longer.

  My cock pulses hard as I come. Somehow I explode just as heavily as last time, jet after jet shooting out of me.

  I’m coming from Rob sucking my cock.

  Mind. Blown.

  Chapter 10

  James

  What the fuck just happened? Am I dreaming? It must’ve been a dream.

  A really fucking hot dream.

  But no. There he is.

  Rob. Lying right beside me, in my bed. Eyes closed and still catching his breath.

  Totally naked.

  Yes.

  My phone sounds. Finding my pants, I grab it out of the pocket just as it stops ringing. Everything comes rushing back to me.

  As much as I want to ignore what’s going on in the rest of the world right now, I can’t. I force myself to listen to the message. When it’s done, I set my phone aside and climb back into bed. Rob’s looking at me expectantly.

  “Melissa. She says legal’s doing their job. They got the photo taken down, and so far it hasn’t popped up anywhere else yet. Everyone’s doing what they need to b
e doing.”

  “Great.” Rob exhales. “That’s great. I’m glad Melissa’s on top of it too.”

  “You want to be with her, don’t you.” I don’t know what makes me ask the question. Especially now. But I have to hear him say it.

  “What makes you think that?” He rolls onto his back, folding his hands under his head.

  “Right. It’s not like it’s obvious at all. You’re so into her, you practically throw a rod every time you look in her direction.”

  “She is a hottie,” he agrees. “But in spite of what you’re implying, I’m not sleeping with any of our employees. And for the record, I don’t purposely leak incriminating photos of myself either.”

  “I don’t think any of that. I know you don’t.”

  Rob stretches, stifling a yawn. “But if Melissa didn’t work for us…”

  “You do want to sleep with her.”

  “Yes, but it’s more than just that. She’s great. I want to be with her. It’d be about more than just sex.”

  “Is that right.”

  Her. He wants to be with her.

  Not me.

  I knew that already.

  It’s still worse to hear him say it.

  “Who wouldn’t?” Rob rolls onto his side to face me, dropping his hand onto my stomach. “That was fun. Didn’t think you had that in you, Jimmy.”

  I’m about to slap his hand away for using that nickname. The one that I absolutely can’t stand, and he knows it.

  Unexpectedly, Rob runs his hand through my hair. “Was that your first time?”

  I raise my eyebrow. “First time?”

  “First time with a guy.”

  “Yeah. Of course.” I’ve never once thought about any man other than him. There’s never so much as been another guy I’ve checked out. It’s only Rob.

  “Of course,” Rob repeats. “I don’t know anyone else who walks the straight and narrow more so than you.”

  “So, if you already fuck guys, then why didn’t we do this sooner?” I ask Rob, running my hand down his firm chest.

  “Why?” Rob’s jaw drops, as if he’s incredulous. “Never in a million years did I think that you’d go for something like this.”

  My loud laugh startles him. “Looks like you don’t know everything about me, do you.”

  He snorts. “Right back at you.”

  I guess he’s got me there. “I’ve been wanting you for a long time.” I don’t know why I’m telling him this, but I can’t seem to hold back any longer. The confession is already lifting hundreds of pounds of dead weight off my shoulders.

  “Yeah?” Rob stares at me in disbelief. “Then why didn’t you ever make a move?”

  I shake my head. “Why would I? I figured it would have destroyed our friendship. Our business. Everything. And probably for nothing. I never imagined you’d go for it. And even on the very slim chance that it wouldn’t fuck everything up, there was always something in the way. I never would have guessed you could feel the same way. Or were into men. You were always going after one woman or another.”

  “Well, you know why that is.”

  I frown. “Why what is?”

  His eyes lock with mine. “Why I just play around and have fun. Why do you think it is, that I don’t settle down?”

  “Because that’s who you are.”

  Rob shakes his head slowly. “Because I couldn’t have the only person I really wanted. Because I never, ever thought I could have you.”

  The air exits my lungs so fast, I wonder if I’ll ever breathe again.

  “Are you serious?” I manage.

  “Completely. We’re a perfect match.”

  Did he purposely pick today to see how much he can get on my nerves? “You were just telling me how much you want Melissa. How can you say that you want me too?”

  “Because it’s true. I want you both. Haven’t you ever felt the same way?”

  Yeah. Only every single day of my life. Exactly the same. “She is pretty great.”

  “Oh, so I’m not the only one who’s noticed that. And why haven’t you made a move yourself?”

  “Aside from the fact that she works for us? Because you were pretty obviously into her yourself.”

  Rob laughs. “Yeah. And she’s into you too.”

  “Right.”

  “Come on. You really haven’t noticed the way she looks at you?”

  I frown. “She looks at me like I’m her boss.”

  “Not when she thinks you’re not looking. It’s possible she’s even more interested in you than me.” Rob pinches my nipple as if he wants to emphasize his point. “Unlikely, but possible.”

  I swat his hand away. “What are you trying to say? She’s into both of us?”

  “I’m saying it looks that way to me.”

  “Yeah. Right. You’re just projecting. Doesn’t matter anyway. She’s off-limits.”

  “Sure. All I’m saying is that having both of you would be perfect. One of the joys of being bi. The freedom to be attracted to as many people as you like.”

  “Bi? You’re bisexual?”

  Rob’s eyebrow shoots up. “Of course. Aren’t you?”

  I shrug, falling down to lie on my back because I don’t want to face Rob anymore. It’s too much to even think about. I’ve truly never given it a thought. What wanting him might say about who I am.

  I don’t care what it says.

  Because the only man I ever wanted is Rob.

  “So if you’re so into Melissa, then this was…what? Just fucking?” The words pain me to even say out loud.

  He grabs my arm, pulls me onto his chest. Our faces are right together. Close enough to kiss him and damn, how I want to. But I hold back and wait.

  “I’ve wanted you forever. But in all the time I’ve known you, you never once showed any interest in me. Like, not at all.”

  I can’t believe what he’s just said. “I could say the same thing about you.”

  Rob laughs ruefully. “Yeah, I suppose that’s true. But you’re all about work anyway.”

  “I’d date Melissa if we didn’t work together.”

  His eyes widen. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

  “Because you’re into her.”

  “You know what would be perfect?”

  “What?”

  “The three of us.”

  Chapter 11

  Rob

  “What do you mean, the three of us?”

  I want to laugh at James’s expression. “I mean you and I and Melissa. All together. How hot would that be?”

  “I guess.”

  He clearly hasn’t considered all of the possibilities that a threesome would bring with it. Unlike my mind, which has that fantasy ready to pull out regularly. “Oh, there’s no doubt. You’d see if we gave it a try.”

  I can almost see the wheels turning in James’s head. He’s interested.

  Whether he’ll admit it or not is another story.

  “Even if she didn’t work for us, I can’t see her going for something like that. Making it happen would be impossible.”

  “Yeah, I know. It’s only an idea. Now along those lines. You’re not going to have some sort of hetero panic set in now, are you? Flip a switch and never talk to me again, so you can pretend this didn’t happen?”

  James frowns. “Of course not. I’d rather just do it again. What do you say?” He gets his answer as he wraps his hand around my cock, which is hard and ready. “You horny bastard.”

  “That surprises you?” I smirk at him. “It’s always true.”

  Especially for you.

  James slides his hand over the length of my shaft, warm fingers wrapping around it. He teases me, his thumb light as it skates over the head.

  Pushing the sheet aside, I get a good look at James’s own erection. He has a great cock, firm and long and thick. He moves his hips and I take hold of his stiff shaft, stroking slowly.

  It feels fantastic in my hand, hot and hard and erotic.

  “Have you
ever been fucked?” I ask him. I can guess what his answer will be but I want to hear him say it.

  “No.” He pauses briefly. “Have you?”

  “Yes. And that’s what I want now.”

  “Really?” Thankfully, he sounds more turned on than surprised. “If that’s what you want, I’ll give it a try.”

  “A try. Have you never had any kind of anal before?” Now I’m the one to be surprised.

  He gives his head a sharp shake. “No.”

  My eyes widen. “So you’re a virgin in more ways than one.”

  “Guess so.”

  “Why’s that?”

  One of his shoulders lifts in a half-shrug. “Never wanted to. Doesn’t really appeal to me.”

  I’m kind of floored. I’ve never met a man who wasn’t all about wanting to top me, pretty much within the first few seconds of meeting. Unlucky for most of them, I’m very choosy about who I open myself up to.

  “But you’re willing to give it a try?”

  James only nods, his hand still busy working my cock. For a quick moment, I squeeze my eyes shut. Something about being James’s first man, and in more ways than one, is incredibly arousing. But it’s more than that. My heart’s constricting with an almost overwhelming rush of emotions.

  I’m not used to feeling this way.

  It’s too much.

  Moving away from James, I stretch out on my stomach, shaking my ass suggestively at him. “I think this is something you’re going to enjoy.”

  “You really want this?” He’s dubious.

  “Oh, yeah. It’s like nothing else. Next time you can be in my position. Find out for yourself.”

  A fleeting look of panic crosses his face, although I can’t tell exactly what’s bothering him. The idea of getting fucked. Or me mentioning a next time.

  That’s what scares me. I hadn’t thought of anything beyond right now. But as the words leave my mouth, I know they’re the right ones.

  I want there to be a next time. More than one next time, that’s for sure.

  But what matters is right now. Since James isn’t making a move, I grab for a condom myself.

  Even as I speak, tremors of excitement shoot right through me. I’ve got his curiosity up.

  Among other things.