by A. T Brennan
I knew quite a bit about Blaze’s past, but only because he’d opened up to me in order to help me deal with my own traumas. I knew bits and pieces of all the guys’ history, but there were big gaps in their lives that I had no knowledge of. They’d always been there for me, listening to whatever I could tell them and respecting my boundaries, but I’d never pushed to get to know them beyond the superficial, or try to be there for them.
That was going to change. From now on I was going to make a point to be more open with everyone at the bar. They were my family, and I was going to be there for them the way they’d always been there for me.
Shy, self-absorbed, and scared Cody was gone. It was time to be an adult and put as much into my relationships as I got out of them.
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After work I hurried home and jumped into a quick shower. Isaac was swinging by to pick me up in twenty minutes, and we were going to go over to Open Arms to volunteer. Jonah was working his weekly late shift so we’d thought it would be nice to spend some time with the kids, shooting the shit and keeping them company while we waited for Jonah to get off work. We hadn’t run the plan by him because we thought it would be a nice surprise.
I managed to eat a peanut butter and banana sandwich before Isaac texted that he was outside. My stomach would have loved a second sandwich, but I’d miscalculated just how long it would take me to get home, get ready and eat. I really needed to work on my time management skills.
As I slid into his car Isaac leaned forward and gave me a soft and sweet kiss.
Even after all the kisses we’d shared, all of the blowjobs, hand jobs, frotting and sex, I still got butterflies in my stomach every time Isaac or Jonah touched me. It was surreal to think that someone like Isaac could love me, that Jonah could want me.
“Hey,” Isaac greeted with a smile as I leaned back in my seat.
I felt like I was grinning like a fool, but I didn’t care. “Hi.”
“Ready to go see our man?” he asked as he started the car and checked to make sure it was safe to pull away from the curb.
“Oh yeah.”
We talked about trivial things, mostly work stories. Isaac told me about a comical moment where one of the guys on his crew was carrying around a 2x4 and nearly knocked over every guy within range as he tried to scratch an itch on his back. I told him about the highschool kids who’d tried to use fake IDs to get a drink in the middle of the afternoon. They couldn’t have been more than sixteen, and their IDs had been terrible and looked nothing like them.
When we got to Open Arms we found Jonah in the main room talking with a kid I didn’t recognize. He glanced up at us in surprise, a grin spreading over his handsome face as we waved hello and then headed over to where the bulk of the kids were hanging out.
Schoolwork had never been my thing, and while Isaac had a head for numbers he wasn’t so good in the humanities, so helping with homework was out.
Instead we did what we did best. We played video games on the outdated system and talked shit.
Some of my best memories at the shelter were when people would come visit us. It didn’t matter if they stayed five minutes or five hours, it was knowing someone cared enough to take time out of their lives to spend it with us that meant the world to me.
After about an hour of getting our assess handed to us by teenagers, Jonah nodded for us to follow him into his office.
“This is a pleasant surprise.” He sat on the edge of his desk as Isaac and I stood in front of him. “In the neighborhood?” he asked teasingly.
“We wanted to see you.” Isaac grinned, his eyes sweeping over Jonah’s desk and settling on his crotch.
“What?” Jonah looked down. “Did I forget to pull up my zipper?”
“No. I was just picturing Cody bent over your desk while you fucked him senseless.”
Jonah and I both let out sounds at that declaration— I moaned, Jonah gasped.
“And where would you be in this?” Jonah asked, his voice dropping and taking on that husky quality that always made my dick hard.
“Waiting for my turn to take him.”
Jonah closed his eyes and groaned. “You’re killing me.”
“Good.” Isaac grinned.
“You know, me walking around with a raging erection while working in a youth shelter isn’t the best idea.” He shook his head and I could tell he was trying to control his libido.
“Who says you need to walk around with it?”
Feeling emboldened I stepped in front of Jonah and pulled him down for a kiss. I heard the distinct sound of a metal lock engaging, and then I went to town.
I was on my knees pulling Jonah’s cock free before Isaac managed to cross the room. As Isaac fell to his knees next to me I buried my nose in the dark thatch of neatly trimmed hair at the base of his cock, breathing in Jonah’s unique scent. It was a mix of spice, musk and there was a sweetness there that was all Jonah.
While I would have loved to torment him, delicately sharing his cock with Isaac until he begged us to finish him, we didn’t have that kind of time. Someone could come to the door at any moment, and I wanted to see him come.
The double blowjob was messy and a little frantic. I loved doing this for my men and it always brought me back to the first time Isaac and Jonah had shared my cock, fulfilling my fantasy and giving me new material to think about when I was alone and horny. As we sucked him Jonah held us by the heads, his hands threaded in our hair. He wasn’t forcing a rhythm or trying to control our movements. He just wanted to be connected to us and I loved him for that.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” Jonah said in a strained voice, his hand tightening in my hair.
Isaac had just pulled off Jonah with a wet popping sound and I quickly sealed my mouth around his cock, swallowing him as far down as I could.
One thing I’d learned about myself was that I loved sucking dick. I’d gone from never wanting a cock near my face to having my mouth water at the mere thought of getting to taste one of my men. I knew my technique could use some work, but I enjoyed it so much I had no issues practicing as often as they’d let me.
“Shit!”
Jonah’s hips snapped forward and my eyes watered a little as his release coated the back of my throat. I hadn’t been ready for it, but the fact that Jonah had lost a little control as he’d come undone was hot as fuck, and I greedily drank down every drop of him.
When I pulled off his cock, drawing in a few deep breaths, Isaac took over and licked Jonah clean until he pulled his oversensitive dick away.
After tucking himself back in his pants Jonah reached down and pulled Isaac and I up, kissing each of us deeply before letting go of our arms so he could palm our cocks through our pants.
“Mr. Green?”
The knocking on the door accompanied by a very young voice had us jumping apart. Jonah looked like he’d been electrocuted while Isaac was fighting back the giggles.
“Just a moment!” Jonah called out, looking between us.
“To be continued.” Isaac winked, managing to slap on a neutral expression.
“You boys are going to be the death of me.” Jonah gave us a pointed look and headed toward his door. “Yes, Rhett?”
Isaac and I hung back as Jonah exchanged soft words with the boy, and then tossed an apologetic look over his shoulder at us as he followed the kid down the hallway.
“Want to stay?” Isaac asked, glancing over at me.
“Maybe head home. I don’t think I can handle getting my ass kicked any more tonight.”
“Same. Hungry? We could grab a pizza and hang out. As much as I’d like to see him tonight, I doubt Jonah will be calling us. He said something about an early staff meeting tomorrow morning.”
“Yeah.” I nodded, following Isaac out of Jonah’s office. “I remember that.”
“Your place or mine?”
“Is Noah home?”
“Noah’s always home.” Isaac shrugged.
“Mine?”
; “Done.”
After leaving the shelter we picked up a pizza and some sodas, and brought them back to my apartment. Isaac let me pick the show we watched and I put on an episode of Firefly, partly because I liked the show and partly because Isaac didn’t.
After our pizza was consumed and the box put away, Isaac turned to me.
“Wha—”
Before I could finish my thought, Isaac was on top of me. His kiss was crushing as his hand rubbed against my cock, making me rock hard in only seconds.
“Fuck,” I moaned as his lips moved down my chin and teased the sensitive skin of my neck.
Even as lust and passion built inside me, my mind flashed to Jonah and how he wasn’t with us. Isaac and I had been together countless times now, but always with Jonah there. This would be our first time having sex alone.
Instead of thinking about it I shut my brain off and focused on Isaac. On how incredible his tight body felt against mine, how much I loved the feel of his slightly calloused hands moving over my skin, and the way he could take control and show me how much he needed me.
We hastily stripped off our clothes, only pausing long enough for Isaac to pull a condom and a packet of lube out of his pants pocket, before he was on top of me, pressing my body into the soft cushions of the couch.
The prep was quick, hard, and exactly what I needed. I wanted to feel the burn when he entered me and I didn’t want to drag things out. I needed him and I wanted him, now.
It was a little difficult to spread my legs on the couch since the back prevented one leg from moving at all, so Isaac tried something new.
After rolling the condom on and slicking it up with the rest of the lube he put my bent knees under his armpits and leaned over my body, essentially forcing me to bend in on myself as my feet rested on his hips.
“Fuck!” I almost screamed as he slid inside me, bottoming out on the first thrust.
The position was amazing. It opened me up in a way I’d never felt before, and it naturally guided his cock right over my prostate with every thrust.
Isaac bent to give me another wet kiss, gently biting at my bottom lip before using his tongue to soothe it, then he started to move.
There was nothing sweet or gentle about his thrusts. They were hard and punishing, and fucking incredible. The sound of our slapping skin and my cries echoed in the room, and I had to lift my hands and press them against the arm of the couch to keep my body in place as Isaac pounded into me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” The words tumbled out of me in cadence with Isaac’s strokes. It was as though my mind and mouth were no longer connected, and every sound and word that tumbled from my lips came from a deep and primal place.
I fought to keep my eyes open, needing to see Isaac’s face as he fucked me. I loved the look he got in his eyes, like I was the only thing in the world and he wanted nothing more to be in that moment with me. I also loved to watch him come, to see the moment he was overcome with pleasure and came undone.
“Oh fuck!”
Isaac shifted the slightest bit and it was enough to send me flying into my orgasm. I came with a shout, my entire body clenching and shuddering as cum painted my chest. Neither of us had touched my dick, and while it wasn’t my first hands-free orgasm, this one was by far the most intense I’d ever had.
“Shit, baby!” I cried out as Isaac began grinding against me, his cock reaching places inside me I didn’t even know existed.
My entire body lit up, every nerve ending started firing and the rest of the world melted away until all I was aware of was pleasure and love.
Isaac came with a shout, collapsing on my body as he fucked me through his orgasm. Our bodies were slicked with sweat and we were both breathing so hard we were gasping.
“I love you,” he whispered in my ear, his voice raspy and low as he stroked my hair with his strong hands.
“I love you too, so much.”
I hugged him closer, not caring about the mess on my chest that was now smeared over him, or the fact that he was getting soft inside me. Isaac shifted his arms so my legs were free and I wrapped them around him.
That had been some of the most intense sex of my life, but there was a part of me that was unsure about how to feel.
The three of us had never talked about having sex when one of us was missing, and while I loved the idea of Isaac and Jonah together, enjoying and exploring each other’s bodies, that didn’t mean Jonah thought the same.
We needed to talk to him about this and set some ground rules so no one ended up getting hurt.
Chapter Seventeen
Isaac
After our mind blowing sex and cuddling for almost an hour, Cody and I took a quick shower and then I headed home. I would have loved to spend the night with him, but I was feeling a little uneasy about everything.
Cody and I hadn’t really talked about it, but I felt like we’d crossed some sort of boundary, and it was my fault.
I’d started things.
Giving Jonah a double blowjob in his office had been beyond hot. It had also wound me up to the point where all I could think about was fucking Cody until he screamed for me.
Jonah and I had fooled around before we all got together, but we hadn’t had sex until Cody had been there with us. As far as I knew Cody and Jonah hadn’t done more than kiss and touch each other without me, and now Cody and I had fucked while Jonah was at work.
I loved watching my men together, and the thought of them fucking when I wasn’t around didn’t bother me, it turned me on. One of my fantasies was walking into Jonah’s house and finding him drilling Cody into the couch. In my fantasy I didn’t want to join in, instead I kept out of sight and watched as I jerked off, enjoying the show. Cody had told me that picturing Jonah and I together was a fantasy of his, but we’d never talked to Jonah about it.
I felt like shit. I hated that I might have hurt Jonah or made him feel left out when that was the farthest thing from the truth. Even while Cody and I had been together, I’d thought about him and wished he was there with us.
One thing that was important in any relationship was communication, and in a triad it was critical. We’d have to talk to Jonah about this and set some ground rules to make sure we were aware of everyone’s limitations.
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The next day I texted Jonah while I was on my lunch break, asking if he wanted to get together again tonight. He’d responded only seconds later and invited Cody and I over for dinner. I offered to bring something, still feeling like shit for what Cody and I had done last night, and then texted Cody to tell him when I’d pick him up.
Being distracted on a construction site was dangerous, and while we were finishing up little tasks like installing fixtures and painting trim, I still needed to concentrate. I had so much shit on my mind that I was having a hard time focusing, and the other guys on the crew had noticed.
A few of the guys commented on my behavior and made some cracks about having girl trouble and that being the reason I was so out of it.
I was out and had never pretended to be straight at work or lied to my coworkers, but I hadn’t felt the need to advertise that I was gay while I’d been single. Now that I had not one, but two boyfriends, I decided that needed to change.
“Don’t worry about it, man. We all have days like that,” Jeff, one of the supervisors said as he clapped me on the shoulder. We were taking a quick water break before finishing up the master bathroom.
“Yeah, sorry. I know I’ve been a bit of a hazard today.”
“At least you’re not wielding a nail gun like a menace like Jackson did when Kellie made him sleep on the couch last week,” Ted joked.
“Hey, you were the one who slapped me on the back while I was working. Not my fault you almost got nailed,” Jackson said defensively.
“That’s what she said,” Ted cut in with a smirk.
The rest of the guys groaned and I rolled my eyes.
“And in my defence, it was her hormones that we
re mad at me. I gotta say, I can’t wait until she’s herself again. Those baby hormones are hell to deal with.”
Most of the other guys made noises of sympathy and agreement, and Jackson turned to me.
“Sometimes I envy you, kid,” considering I was only a year younger than Jackson I bit my tongue, “you don’t have to deal with married life.”
As I looked around I realized I was the only one in the group who wasn’t married. I’d never thought about it before, but I was also the only one without kids, or in Jackson’s case, one on the way.
“Enjoy single life while you can, kid.” Jeff nodded wistfully. “I love my wife but damn, I miss the freedom of being single some days.”
“Yeah, well I’m not exactly single.” I shrugged, my heart fluttering in my chest. Now was as good a time as any to tell the truth.
“New girl in your life?” one of the other guys asked.
“New guy, actually.”
I figured dropping the fact that I was gay was enough for one day. They didn’t need to know there were actually two men in my life.
The silence that followed my statement was deafening and I instantly went on the defensive.
“Oh, well that’s cool.” Jeff shrugged. “But I still say it would be nice to have a hall pass for one day.”
“Dude, do you even know what a hall pass is?” Chris asked.
“Yeah. It’s where you can be single again and not have to worry about ‘honey do’ lists and making sure I pick up milk on the way home.”
Several of the guys burst out laughing.
“Fuck no. It’s a free pass to hook up with someone other than your wife,” another of the guys piped up. “Not a break from doing chores.”
“Oh.” Jeff paused. “If that’s the case then I really want one now.”
As the men launched into a discussion about hot celebrities and who they’d use their hall pass on if they had one, I was a bit in shock.
That was the easiest coming out I’d ever hand. No one had made a big deal out of it or even paused. That was new.
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