OnFire

by Berengaria Brown

  “Smart indeed,” said Alex, looking at the design.

  Blair sat sideways on the bench, leaning her head back on the edge and putting her legs up on the seat. “Ahh, bliss,” she sighed.

  They relaxed and talked for a while but Kurt’s cock was ready for more action. Alex’s figure-hugging swimwear and Blair’s breasts peeking above the top of her purple tankini were having an urgent effect on him. He wanted more of both of them, right now. Besides, as the host he should make them feel good. It was his duty.

  “Alex and I promised to suck your toes. We should do that,” he said, sliding along the bench and picking up one of Blair’s feet. Her toes were pale-pink, the bright-red polish a sexy contrast to her dainty feet.

  Alex moved beside him, kneeling on the floor of the tub, the water reaching well up his torso until he sat up straighter and picked up Blair’s other foot.

  She sighed happily as Kurt licked a line under her arch, trying to find out if she was ticklish there. Apparently not, but she was enjoying his touch, so he did it again before running his tongue around her heel and up over the top of her foot.

  Alex had already sucked one of her toes into his mouth so Kurt did the same, choosing the baby toe and exerting a firm but gentle pressure on it.

  Kurt could see how foot fetishists got their enjoyment from it. Blair’s feet were dead sexy, her toes like tiny cocks, wiggling at him and welcoming his attention, teasing his tongue in return as he licked them. His dick was hard and threatening to break out of his board shorts with each long suck of her toes.

  He looked at Alex and raised an eyebrow, wondering if Alex wanted to take this party to the next level. Alex nodded.

  Blair’s eyes were closed, her head lying back against the side of the hot tub. She seemed to be totally relaxed and loving the attention.

  Alex stood and lifted Blair onto Kurt’s lap. Then together the men peeled her tankini top off. While Alex buried his head between her breasts Kurt kept one arm wrapped around her waist and slid the other into her tankini bottom. He let his finger run up and down her slit then move inside. She was burning hot there, and her internal muscles gripped his finger hard.

  Kurt nuzzled along her neck, licking her soft skin just under her hairline while he pushed a second finger into her cunt, then a third. She pressed up into his grip so he slowly stroked her there, turning his fingers around, loving the silky wetness of her walls, feeling for that slightly rough area that was her sweet spot.

  She was panting out loud so he deliberately scraped her sweet spot again and again. She shook and flooded his fingers with moisture, the walls of her cunt rippling around him and holding his fingers deep inside her.

  Kurt gently pressed soft kisses to her neck and noticed Alex doing the same to her mouth and breasts. He also noticed Alex’s cock head just visible at the waistband of his swimwear. He’d seen Alex’s cock when they both rolled on the latex earlier but he had been in too much of a hurry to get on with the action then to take a good look. But right now he was looking. Really looking. Well, well, well. The man was truly hung like a horse and Kurt had plans for that cock too.

  * * * * *

  Watching Blair come was wonderful. She was almost catlike in the way she stretched and shook then practically purred. But Alex wanted to make Kurt come too. This was Kurt’s party and the man’s wiry strength was a real turn-on. His body was all hard muscle, not an ounce of extra flesh anywhere.

  He and Kurt petted Blair for a while until she stood up off Kurt’s lap. But while Alex was still waiting for her to sit down again somewhere in the hot tub she tugged him upright and pulled his swimwear down.

  “Wha—?”

  “Your turn now, but you’ll have to stand up on the bench so I can get at your cock.”

  “But I was planning on sucking Kurt’s cock.”

  “I’m sure we can work this out. I can suck you while you suck Kurt.”

  “Oh yeah? How do you plan to arrange that?” asked Kurt.

  Alex eyed the dimensions of the tub. Sitting on the side wouldn’t work.

  There had to be a way around it though. “Blair, if you sit sideways on the bench and I put one foot on the bench and the other on the side of the tub so I’m balanced but open to you, across your body, you can suck me. Kurt can stand beside you on the deck and his cock should be right about level with my mouth.”

  “Good plan,” said Blair, tugging Kurt’s board shorts down.

  Alex loved to suck cock. He was a true versatile, equally happy fucking or being fucked, and a true bisexual, enjoying both men and women. Having one of each at the same time was definitely the best of both worlds for him.

  And now he had Kurt’s cock to play with. An excellent toy. It was swollen and excited, the head a deep reddish-purple, the vein on the side throbbing visibly with Kurt’s arousal.

  Alex pressed the pads of his fingers to the vein, loving the feeling of raw male power encased inside the erection. Tilting his head, he licked the length of the cock from root to tip and back again.

  He sucked in a deep breath of Kurt’s scent. Despite the fact they’d all showered together, using the same soap and shampoo, Blair and Kurt smelled quite different. There was a solid, masculine earthiness to Kurt that tantalized Alex’s nose.

  Alex ran the tip of his tongue under the ridge where the cap and stalk joined. The little dent there was usually a highly erogenous zone. From Kurt’s hissed breath, it was with him too. Alex’s next play area was Kurt’s balls. The skin there was a different texture altogether from the cock and Alex loved to move from balls to cock and back to balls, savoring the different textures and flavors.

  Alex really wanted a taste of Kurt’s essence so he sucked and nibbled his way up the long shaft, all the way to the head. With one long swipe of his tongue Alex flicked up a drop of pre-cum from Kurt’s slit. Oh yeah, very nice. Salty and spicy.

  Alex sucked Kurt’s cock into his mouth, relaxing the back of his throat and taking the long dick as deeply as he could before gradually letting it slide out again. Alex kept his hands on Kurt’s hips to balance himself because Blair was doing wicked, sexy things to his cock and he was worried his knees might go weak with the thrill.

  She was scraping her teeth over his head, then putting tiny bites all around his cap. It should have hurt but although they were sharp little nips, it was pleasure not pain.

  Blair was alternating these bites and scrapes of her teeth over his head with a truly wicked suction. She swallowed most of him and sucked so hard he could feel her pulling the cum up from his toes. His dick was harder than a spike and he was struggling not to orgasm yet. He wanted Kurt to come first.

  Taking a tip from Blair, Alex sucked Kurt deep down his throat, hollowed his cheeks and inhaled with all his strength.

  With a shout, Kurt exploded in his mouth. Alex quickly released Kurt’s cock a few inches so he could swallow and gulped Kurt’s essence down.

  While this was happening, Blair pressed a finger into his anus, twirled it around and pinged his prostate. Alex lost it in that second, his cock jetting stream after stream of semen into her hot mouth, and still she sucked him.

  Alex’s legs really were wobbly now so he slid back into the water and wrapped his arms around Blair and Kurt, who’d also sat down again. “That was something special,” he gasped.

  “Yes but next time I vote we do it in a bed,” said Kurt.

  “Next time. Next time sounds good.”

  Chapter Three

  Over the next three weeks Kurt, Alex and Blair spent more and more time together. They progressed from dinner and a sleepover, to spending the entire weekend at each other’s homes, to talking seriously about moving in together.

  “How would that work? I mean, none of us have room for the other two to move in properly. I’ll really miss that hot tub if Kurt moves out of his condo,” said Blair.

  “We’d have to get a house. Only a house would have enough space for all of us and all our things. Plus a guest room for any visito
rs,” said Kurt.

  “You know how much I hate my job,” began Alex tentatively. The others looked at him and nodded. It was eating him away, the dissatisfaction with what he was doing, and these two, his lovers, knew it.

  “If we had a house, I could set up my own business and have an office there, working from home. The only thing is…”

  “Spit it out, Alex. What’s the hiccup?” asked Blair.

  “By the time I’ve paid my share of the house and bought the start-up gear for the business, I might not have enough left to pay my share of expenses for a little while. I could pay something, but likely not a full share until my business was going smoothly.”

  “I hate housework. If you do my share of the chores, I’ll fund your share of the household expenses,” said Kurt.

  “That’s fair.” Blair nodded. “The question is, can we afford it?”

  Alex had been saving consistently, planning on going into business himself eventually. Blair had been saving money she’d inherited from her grandmother and Kurt had some company shares he could sell or use as guarantee against a loan. So while it wouldn’t be easy for them to get a house, it was possible.

  “So the only thing left to do is find a house we all like,” said Blair.

  Alex couldn’t believe how easy it was to find a house. After only two weekends of looking, they saw a house all three of them loved in a good neighborhood that was only a fifteen-minute commute from their office. Even more amazing, it was an urgent sale so the price was more affordable than they’d dared hope.

  The gum-chewing Realtor pointed out the room at the front of the house, which had been set up as an office. “Owner used to work a lot from home. His doctor told him to work less or he’d have a heart attack and die, so he and the missus have bought a Winnebago and are going to follow the sun for a few years.”

  “I hope he has a wonderful time,” said Blair.

  “His office is just perfect for me,” added Alex, imagining his things in this room with its view out over the front garden.

  The gum-chewer popped a few bubbles then added, “It seems they had a fire drill at his office and walking down the stairs almost killed him. His wife told him to quit or else and he’s been off work ever since.”

  “Bob!” exclaimed Blair.

  “From the twenty-third floor,” added Alex, remembering the man with the gray face resting on the stairs.

  “Name of Bob and Maree Baker, yes,” said the Realtor. “You know him?”

  “He works at the same company we do. I certainly remember that fire drill. I’ll never willingly walk down the stairs ever again,” said Blair.

  “His wife reckons his enemies held that fire drill deliberately to kill him. They knew he’d never make it down the stairs. She said a passel of the other high-ups were seen down at the golf club lunching when Bob was still stuck on the stairs waiting for the paramedics to take him to hospital. She’s very bitter about it.”

  “That’s what Fran said!”

  “Who’s Fran?”

  Alex spoke over Kurt. “Where are Bob and Maree now? Can we talk to them?”

  The Realtor popped a few more bubbles. “Dunno that I can give you their address. But if you give me your number, I can ask them if they want to talk to you.”

  There was a flurry of exchanging numbers and Alex and Kurt wanted to put a offer on the property right away, so they agreed to meet the Realtor in his office in half an hour.

  As soon as they were in Kurt’s car he said, “Who’s Fran and why do you both think something underhanded is going on?”

  “Fran is Sheldon McCready’s administrative assistant. We see a fair bit of each other since there’s mostly only us and the senior management on the top floor. Apart from taking calls and making appointments for them, we’re often the only people in the office up there. They’re all in the boardroom or in meetings a lot.”

  “What about the two VPs?”

  “No, their offices and staff are on twenty-three, Bob Baker’s floor. The other admin staff are all there too.”

  “So you’re saying you and Fran were the only ones to come down for the fire drill that day?” clarified Kurt.

  Alex’s brain was spinning so fast he was almost dizzy. “Fran said she got an email from Sheldon saying he’d gone home. You got a sticky note on your computer that was put there after you, the last person, left and before you got back. Yet why would he come back just to leave you a note when he could have phoned or emailed you from home or wherever he was? And Bob’s wife reckons it was a put-up job to kill off Bob.”

  “And Fran said she’d bet anything they didn’t walk down the stairs but caught an elevator,” added Blair.

  “We really need to talk to the Bakers, although I don’t see why anyone would go to so much trouble just to upset Bob,” added Kurt.

  * * * * *

  Their days were very busy, between planning for their move into their joint home and Alex preparing to set up his own business, while all of them were still working fulltime.

  “I think I’ll give notice two weeks before we move into the house. That’ll give me time to help you all pack for the move. I can start sending off resumes and quoting for jobs as a contractor once I’ve handed in my notice,” Alex said over supper one night.

  “What’ll you do if they offer you a raise to stay?” asked Blair.

  “Offer to do the job as a contractor of course!”

  “Good answer. And when are you going to start being our house slave?” asked Kurt, leering at Alex.

  Alex’s blood heated. That look of Kurt’s always made his dick hard. And the way Blair was looking at him, her mouth open a little and her eyes hazed with lust. He wanted them. Both of them. Right now.

  Alex pushed his chair back roughly, sending it crashing to the floor. He kicked his shoes off then tugged at his belt and zipper, his urgency so great that his fingers could scarcely operate the simple mechanism.

  Then Blair’s slender fingers were helping him, and Kurt was unbuttoning Alex’s shirt, pushing it backward over his shoulders. His hands were still at his belt and the shirt fell over his wrists, trapping his hands.

  Kurt disappeared from the kitchen for a minute, then reappeared with a box of condoms and the lube. “Bend over the table,” he ordered.

  Blair was kneeling, pulling his pants down. Alex kicked one foot free of his clothing with her help and did as Kurt said.

  Alex’s eyes crossed as a slippery finger pressed into his ass, twirling, teasing the sensitive tissues of the wall of his channel. “Feels so good,” he moaned.

  Blair grabbed a condom and scooted under the table, her mouth wrapping around his cock as she sucked him deep. Alex had to grip the table to prevent his legs from collapsing under him. The dual sensations of a mouth on his cock and fingers playing in his ass were almost too much. Talk about sensory overload. Wow!

  Blair released his cock and rolled his balls, then licked them as she rolled a condom down over his shaft. Kurt was still stretching his ass. Three fingers now were stroking his sensitive tissues, widening his hole, making him ready for Kurt’s big cock.

  Alex took a deep breath to control himself. He didn’t want to spoil the party for everyone else but it was so good, so very good with both of them touching him at once. He gripped the table until his knuckles turned white, determined to hold on until all three were ready.

  A sharp slap cracked down on his ass. Alex jumped.

  “Let’s get this show on the road,” suggested Kurt.

  Blair crawled out from under the table and Alex was surprised to see she was naked. She also had her fingers in her pussy. Now Alex’s eyes really were crossing. She looked so hot touching herself like that. Her nipples were hard little points and her eyes had that heavy-lidded, sexy look.

  “Where’s the nearest flat surface?” Alex gasped, reaching for Blair.

  “If you’re thinking of the floor, I’m not going to be on the bottom,” objected Blair, sliding out of his grasp.


  “Here. Chair,” said Kurt, kicking his pants off and sitting down, his legs wide apart.

  “Huh?”

  Kurt was rolling a condom onto his cock, a cock that looked well and truly ready for action. Kurt squeezed some lube on the condom then held his dick in his hands. “Sit down on me. Hurry up before I explode.”

  Alex straddled the chair, facing Kurt, and lowered himself, letting his partner guide that hot, hard cock into his hungry ass. His thigh muscles tensed with strain as he settled himself oh-so-very-slowly onto the cock, feeling it stretch his walls, drag along his sensitive tissues and spark fire in every nerve ending as he absorbed it deep inside him.

  Finally he was sitting on Kurt’s lap, taking some of the weight onto his feet so he’d be able to thrust up into Blair in a few minutes. “Climb aboard,” he encouraged Blair.

  “On top of both of you? Kurt, are you good with that? Won’t you be squashed? And what if the chair breaks?”

  “The chair has metal legs and we’ve both taken some of our weight on our feet. Now shut up and climb on. I’m dying here,” said Alex, wiggling his butt a little to tease Kurt.

  Blair stood beside them, looking puzzled. “Who do I face?”

  “It might be more balanced if you have your back to me,” said Kurt.

  Blair gave a little jump and swung her leg over the men. Alex helped haul her up onto his lap, then watched as she pressed his condom-covered cock to her pussy lips. Her hands on Kurt’s arms to balance herself, she raised her hips a little and sucked Alex inside. “God, that’s so carnal,” he moaned, feeling her hot, wet walls grip him.

  Kurt wrapped his arms around Blair and Alex, pressing the three of them into a single unit, then withdrew a little. With one powerful thrust he drove deep into Alex.

  Jerkily at first but more and more smoothly as they developed a rhythm, Alex teamed with Kurt to piston up together, withdraw together, Kurt slamming into Alex and Alex ramming into Blair. From what Alex could tell, Blair gripped his shoulders and simply hung on for the ride. That was fine by him. The sensations of being fucked while he was fucking were so wildly erotic that it was taking every ounce of control he had not to explode into release on each stroke.