Three, Two, One (321)

by JA Huss

  His cock is hard and long. I’ve seen hundreds of girls exclaim delight at the sight of JD’s dick, and Blue is no different. She moans as her mouth covers his tip. I pan the camera up to JD and catch him closing his eyes to appreciate her attention.

  I unbutton my jeans and reach inside to grab myself, but the slurping noise from Blue’s blowjob directs my attention back to her. JD’s hand clamps down on her head, forcing her to take him deep. She struggles for a moment, then her jaw opens wider and she breathes hard through her nose. “That’s a girl,” JD says, encouraging her to keep his cock in her throat. He bucks his hips a few times, essentially choking her, but she holds steady until he pulls her head back by her hair and the saliva spills out of her mouth in a long strand. I lean to the right in my chair to try to get her face on camera. She’s looking up at JD with wide blue eyes. Waiting for a command, or a pat of reassurance. Or more likely, a slap for some made-up disobedience.

  JD leans down and kisses her and then he snaps a leash onto a leather collar I just now notice she’s wearing.

  My jealousy rages again.

  Not because I was wrong in all three of my predictions, but because I can see it now.

  He’s fucking falling for her, just like I am, and this action says he’s claiming her for himself.

  I’m just about to put the camera down and walk out when he looks me in the eye. “Blue,” he says, staring at me. “Ark needs some attention too.” He holds the end of the leash up to her mouth and she bites on it. “Crawl over there like a good girl and suck him off.”

  I don’t get up. I don’t put the camera down. I don’t tell her, No, this is degrading.

  I sit absolutely still. My camera remains focused only on her. And if I thought my dick was hard a second ago, I had no idea what hard really is. Because it feels like concrete right now.

  “Yes, sir,” Blue tells JD, through the leash, clenched between her teeth, as she looks up into his eyes.

  And then she turns her face towards me. And the look I was trying to capture a second ago is right there.

  Complete trust.

  Insatiable lust.

  And so many, many things that will need to be discussed, I cannot even begin to imagine how fucked up this is about to get.

  Because I know what this is. A truce. An offering. And the beginning of a new way forward in our relationship.

  A threesome taken to the extreme. A ménage à trois in the truest sense of the word. A household of three. A partnership and understanding that we are one.

  But I can’t think about any of that right now. Because Blue is on all fours, crawling across the hard floor, a black leather leash between her teeth, with her eyes trained on me. She maneuvers herself between my open legs and scoots up as close as she can get. Her breasts heave up and down with her breathing, and then she lifts her head and waits for instructions.

  I just stare at her.

  “Take the leash, Ark,” JD prods.

  I wait for her to say something, but she stays quiet. Moments pass. I can hear my heartbeat as I try to think of the consequences of going all in like this. But they are too far away at the moment. Right now all I see are her eyes. Her tits rubbing against my crotch. Her soft mouth curved around the leather.

  She places her hands palm down on my thighs, their warmth radiating deep down into my own skin, and she tips her head up even higher. Urging me to take her leash and command her.

  “I won’t hurt you,” I say. “I’m not going to play that game.”

  “That’s what I’m for,” JD says from the couch. When I look over at him, he’s busy jerking off. His hand is wrapped tightly around his cock, and he’s pumping at a good clip as he watches us. “Don’t worry, Ark. She likes it both ways.”

  I am even more turned on by his words than I am by her nakedness. So I look down at JD’s offering and take the leash from her mouth. “You’re mine.” She nods.

  “She’s ours,” JD corrects. “Ours.”

  I look at him. “OK.”

  JD gets up off the couch and walks the few paces over to us. He kneels down, one hand on his dick, the other on the back of Blue’s neck. And he leans into her ear to say, “Take his cock in your mouth, darling.” And then his hand wraps around my dick and he tugs on me. I’m so surprised, I don’t react right away. My cock is so unused to the feeling of another man’s hand on it. I moan.

  I’m just about to rip into JD for touching me like that when Blue’s mouth covers my head and begins to suck. JD pumps me as her tongue twirls around my tip. I lean back into the chair, extending my legs out more, pushing myself into Blue. And then JD lets go and begins to take off his clothes. I’m still trying to figure out what’s going on when his shirt goes over his head, revealing his well-muscled chest and the shadows that play along the length of his stomach, outlining his six-pack.

  I open my mouth to ask him what the fuck he’s doing, but before I can, he fists Blue’s hair and pushes her head down onto my cock. She takes me into her throat, just like she did JD a few moments ago.

  And I lose my train of thought. The next thing I know, JD’s dick is swinging up near Blue’s cheek. She turns her head, grabs him with a greedy fist, and then shoves his head up to her mouth, letting me fall out a little bit. She pumps us both, her mouth eager to try to fit every bit of cock she can inside it. JD moves close. He’s standing over me, my thigh between his legs, his balls bouncing against the sensitive skin near my cock. “Climb on him, Blue,” he says in a deep throaty voice I’ve never heard before. “Sit on his dick, baby.”

  Blue looks at me as she rises. Her leg comes over mine and her knee settles on the chair, next to my hip.

  “Keep filming,” JD says, pointing a camera down at me.

  I’d totally forgotten about the camera in my hand, but now that I remember, I need every moment of this on film. I need to be able to watch this over and over and over again once we’re done.

  Blue drapes another leg over me, positioning the entrance of her pussy over my tip. I reach up and knead my fingers through her long blonde hair and pull her face close to mine until we bump our heads. “You sure about this, Blue?”

  She looks down at me, meeting my gaze. And then she nods. “I am,” she says in a soft whisper. “I’ve never been so sure of something in all my life. I want you both. I’ll do anything to have you.”

  I can feel a sigh escape from Ark. His chest falls with it and so do his eyes. He’s thinking, Should I do this? He’s asking himself what the consequences will be.

  JD and I have discussed it all day. And we both knew Ark would not automatically be on board. Even sitting here, my pussy positioned over the tip of his cock, he’s not ready to say yes.

  “I want you, Ark,” I tell him softly. “I want you and I don’t want you to change for me. I want what you’re offering.”

  His eyes dart up and seek me out. That is what he wants to hear. Needs to hear. That his desires are legitimate. That maybe love can grow out of the sex, if we all get what we need. JD wants to make me submit. I want to feel the pain of pleasure. Ark wants to control.

  It works. It will work, I know it.

  “Please, Ark,” I beg. “Take me the way you want me.”

  He looks up at JD now, this time taking a deep inhale. “I don’t know, dude.”

  JD places his warm hands on my chilled shoulders and squeezes. “What’s to object to? I like it my way. You like it your way. She likes it both ways. We got sex, and lust, and maybe even love. What’s confusing about it?”

  Ark squints his eyes with disapproval at JD’s words. “You’re my best friend. You’re my business partner. You’re my roommate. And now you want to be my lover?”

  JD shrugs. “So?”

  Ark pushes me off him, sending me into JD’s arms, and then he pulls up his pants and walks towards his bedroom.

  “Hey, asshole!” JD jogs after him, catching him by the shirt. Ark pushes him off, and they stand there, chest to chest, like men do when they feel the nee
d to flex their testosterone.

  “Don’t touch me. You think you can just start shit like this and say fuck the consequences? You think you can just play with everyone’s emotions? How far has that gotten you in the past, JD?”

  “Fuck you,” JD says, giving Ark a push to the chest that sends him back a step. “Don’t throw the past up in my face. That’s just your chickenshit way of avoiding the real issue here.”

  “Which is what?” Ark growls, giving JD a push back.

  “You just don’t want to be invested. You don’t want to get your feelings hurt. You don’t want to have to compete with me. Hell, that’s probably the reason you never fuck on camera—”

  “I got my dick sucked off on camera this week, didn’t I? I was the one who got our quota in on time this this week, wasn’t I?”

  “Congratulations. You used some ex-whore girlfriend to meet the contact. So what? I don’t know who that bitch is. After four years, I still don’t know who that bitch is. Why is that?”

  “What’s this got to do with now? Today? Blue? Me? You?”

  JD takes a step forward, but his shoulders drop a little and his head turns a little, giving him the appearance of backing down as he gets closer. “You hide, Ark. You’re hiding. Whatever it was that made you leave Florida and come to Colorado, it’s still chasing you. And you’re hiding. You’re hiding behind a camera. Behind a computer. You’re hiding behind me, Ark. And you want Blue, just as much as I want Blue. And yet you’re gonna use me to push her away. You don’t like the kinky stuff, Ark? Is that what you want her to believe?”

  “That’s not what I told her,” Ark snaps.

  All this is news to me, so I get to my feet. Ark has secrets. And I’m very interested in knowing about them.

  “I told her I’m not into abuse. She likes the pain. You like inflicting it. I’m not on board with that and I won’t look the other way.”

  I place my hand on Ark’s bicep. He’s hot with anger, or desire, or maybe even frustration. Because he’s conflicted. I need to know what’s conflicting him.

  “You want to control her, just like you want to control me.”

  Ark clenches his jaw and rage fills his eyes.

  “You want to tell her how to dress and how to fuck. You want to give her rules and limits and parameters.”

  “To keep her safe. You want to slap her around and make her cry.”

  “To keep her happy,” JD retorts back.

  They stare at each other, JD naked, Ark clothed. Both men are still very hard. This is definitely turning them on. So I reach down and grab them both by the cocks. They look at me, surprised. Like they forgot I was here. “Don’t you want to know what I want?”

  They just stare.

  I look at JD first. “I don’t know why I need it, JD. I don’t know why the rough stuff turns me on. All I know is that I can’t help myself when it starts. That stuff… it’s exciting.” I look at Ark next. “Not always in a good way. I know it’s something I’ve been conditioned to because of…” I choose my words carefully. “Because of the arrangement I just came out of. But I can’t help that, Ark.”

  “Blue,” he says, placing his palm over my cheek. “You just need to experience love without violence, that’s all.”

  “I know,” I admit. “I want to do that with you.”

  “But you won’t give up the pain?” His look of disappointment almost crushes me. I really do think he cares. I really do think he wants to offer me a way forward.

  “JD is a good guy. You know this. You love him. He’s your friend. He’s a huge part of your life. And you trust him. Trust him with me.”

  “Why the fuck should I share?”

  “Because,” JD says calmly. “Because you, of all people, understand the idea of short-term sacrifices for long-term results.”

  I begin to pump them slowly. Both men look at me, then each other. “Just join us, Ark,” JD says. “Just stop trying to control things and let it happen. One time, man. That’s it. One time, right now.”

  “I’m not gay, JD. I’m not interested in fucking you in the ass.”

  JD chuckles. “I’m not either, asshole. But I’m open to”—he looks down at me, then back up at Ark—“experimenting.”

  “I’m not open to experimenting, either.”

  I get in my knees and take Ark in my mouth, still pumping JD’s cock. Ark watches me for a few seconds as I twirl my tongue around his tip, thrusting it into the small opening. This makes him inhale sharply and then JD pushes on my head and guides me to take him deeper.

  “You like that, though?” JD asks him. “You like when I tell her to suck you off? When I push her to give you a little more. When I”—he drags a fingertip down my cheek and cups my chin. Then, a moment later, he’s cupping Ark’s balls—“when I help you along a little, right? Make it feel a little bit better. Make you come a little bit harder.” JD crouches down and pulls my face aside, his lips claiming me. But gently. So very, very gently. He kisses me like we’re in love, his tongue twisting against mine, his breath soft and even, one hand in my hair, one hand still cupping Ark’s balls. And then he bites my lip and slides his mouth over. Just enough to brush his cheek against Ark’s hard length.

  “Fuck,” Ark moans. “Dude, don’t—”

  But it’s too late. JD turns his head and opens his mouth and there’s no way his tongue isn’t going to lick.

  Ark’s tip disappears inside JD’s mouth, and then reappears just as fast. JD stands up and guides my head back to work. I suck on Ark like none of that happened. But I know the men are staring each other down right now.

  “You liked it. You know you did.” JD is confident. As am I. Because we both know that was hot as fuck.

  Ark answers with a long exhale and it says a million things. It says he’s turned on. It says he wants more. It says he’s unsure of what just happened, but he is sure he likes it.

  It says yes.

  I let his dick slide out of my mouth and then I stand. I take each of them by the hand and start walking to Ark’s bedroom. They both follow in silence.

  When we get there JD flicks on the small bedside table lamp, climbs on the bed, lies down, and starts masturbating. Ark squeezes my hand as we both watch him. “Come on, cameraman.” JD nods to the dresser where he’s set up a camera that faces the bed. Then another one on the bedside table. “I’m ready for my closeup.”

  Ark and I both burst out laughing, and JD gives us one of those crooked smirks he uses when he knows he’s being appreciated for what he does best. Charming people.

  “I’m serious, asshole,” he continues. “I want lust, Ark. I want sex. I want it all ways. I want it on film so I can watch it tomorrow. I want passion, and sweat—”

  “And love,” I say, cutting him off and looking up at Ark. “I want love. I want it all ways too. I want the pain and the pleasure. I want the good and the bad. I want the light and the dark.”

  JD and I wait Ark out as he looks between the two of us. “It’s never going to work,” he finally says.

  “Why?” JD prods. “What’s so complicated about this? Two best friends who can always find mutual ground. One pretty girl who wants us both. It’s the trifecta, Ark. We just went to the races, made a one-dollar bet, and came home ten thousand dollars richer. We won the fucking lottery, man. Why would you ever turn this down?”

  “Because, JD. Not everything should come in threes. It’s never going to work.”

  “What needs to work? We have sex together, end of story.”

  Ark still wavers. I know he’s in. I know he won’t walk away. Not after all this. He might walk away tomorrow, or next week, or next month… but he’s not walking away today.

  It’s just, he needs to rationalize this in his mind before he gives up control. And from what JD says, control is his thing.

  “Where does she sleep?’

  “We’ll sleep in here.”

  “We?”

  “The three of us,” JD explains. “If we’re in, we’re in. We
’re together. We’re a… a… trio. Not one, not two, but three. We can sleep in here. Or we can sleep in my room. Who cares? We’ll be having mind-blowing sex and then we’ll fall asleep. Just like everyone else. And it’s getting pretty fucking late, asshole. So take his clothes off, Blue. And get your asses in here so we can fuck.”

  Ark is smiling when I look up at him and I know we’ve won. That was it. That’s all he needed. Just some straight talk between them to set the ground rules.

  JD wants fun.

  Ark wants commitment.

  And I want both.

  I reach for the bottom button on Ark’s white dress shirt. It’s not tucked in. It never is, from what I’ve seen. I unbutton him from the bottom up and when I get to his blue tie hanging loosely around his neck in that unkempt bad-boy businessman kind of way, I lift it off and toss it on the ground. He peels back his shirt, revealing a chest that is muscled to perfection. The ridges and dips that make up the landscape of his abs are shadowed perfectly to show off his impressive physique.

  I expect to have to lead him over to JD, but he surprises me by swinging me up into his arms and walking me across the room to the bed. He places me gently down next to his best friend, and then kneels in front of me, opening my legs and positioning himself between them.

  “You’re sure?” he asks.

  “I am,” I say.

  And then his eyes dart to JD and he nods. “OK. But we keep it open and we keep it respectful.”

  JD gets on his knees too, but he lifts my back up a little and positions himself behind me, grabbing my tits a little rougher than he should, just to show Ark he’s got his own ideas about respect.

  But Ark is staring at my pussy now. It’s so fucking wet. I’ve wanted this all day. JD didn’t touch me as we made our preparations to seduce Ark. He left me wanting and I am nothing but a sloppy wet vessel of want right now.

  “Hold her open for me, JD,” Ark says.

  I almost come right there.

  JD’s hands leave my breasts and grab me under my knees, hiking my legs up so my ass is lifted a little off the bed.