The Thing About Us: A MMF Bisexual Romance

by Jennifer Domenico

  I laugh softly. “I didn’t say that’s the only way it happens for me. I just said that’s been my history so far. Life throws us all kinds of situations that lead us in different directions. Maybe you’ll convince me to have a relationship.” I grin. “Or maybe I’ll convince you to have a fuck.”

  Ryan laughs. “Wouldn’t take much convincing. You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever met.”

  “Flatterer.”

  “I’m serious. I have this thing where the men I want are super masculine. From the outside, no one would have a clue, and would probably even be shocked if they found out you liked dick. That’s how I like my men.”

  “But you knew right away.”

  “Subtly. Your eyes caught mine and lingered a bit. I took a chance.”

  “Glad you did.”

  “Me too.” He sips his wine. “When’s the last time you fucked a woman?”

  “Recently.” I study his eyes wanting so much to talk about the shit I’m in. “Can I trust you, Ryan? I need to talk about something.”

  His brow crinkles as he grabs my hand. “Yeah. Absolutely.”

  “I got into this situation with two other people.” He nods, as I glance at my wine glass. “It was supposed to be fun. Just sex.”

  “Two other people? Two men or what?”

  “No. A man and a woman.”

  “Ah. Got it.”

  “We were equals when it started, but things shifted.”

  “They tend to in these situations.”

  “Have you done something like that?”

  “Once. It didn’t work out for me. They ended up coupling up.”

  I exhale, nodding. “Same.”

  “So what part is making you sad?”

  “I kind of fell for him.” I chew my lip for a second. “I’ve never had feelings for a man before, much less someone I considered a friend.”

  Ryan squeezes my hand. “He chose her?”

  “Kind of. He’s in love with her. He proposed.”

  “Oh fuck.”

  “Yeah, but they want to keep me. Both of them do.”

  “Interesting.”

  “Yeah. To be honest I came here to get a break from them. I needed to clear my head. I never expected you.”

  “So you’re not open to anything right now? You’re hurt.”

  I shake my head, smiling. “Actually, I am open. The minute you asked me I knew I had a decision to make. I could worry about them or live my life. I chose to live.”

  Ryan sets his glass down and takes mine placing it on the table in front of us. “So if I kiss you right now…that’s cool?”

  “Better than cool.”

  Ryan moves in, pressing his lips sweetly on mine. I slide my hand up his neck to cup his face, pulling him closer, and opening my mouth to him. Our tongues meet, and Ryan responds by wrapping his arms around my waist. I roll in his direction so that I’m almost on top of him before remembering we’re in a high end hotel not a bar.

  I break away gently. “Let’s go to my room.”

  He nods. “Yeah.”

  I ask the server to add our drinks to my room and then we take the elevator down. Once inside, I turn to face Ryan who gazes at me with the most beautiful look in his eyes.

  “What’s on your mind, handsome?”

  “You.” He smiles. “That kiss.”

  “There’s more. Come here.”

  Ryan walks into my arms, but as I move in to kiss him again, he pulls his head back. “I, uh, tend to be the dominant one.”

  My eyebrow rises. “Is that so?”

  “But I get the feeling you are?”

  “I’m versatile.”

  “Mm.” He slides his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. “We’re going to have fun.”

  “I thought we weren’t fucking tonight.”

  “We’re not, baby. Just watch.”

  “Watch?”

  “You’ll let me lead?”

  “Lead away.”

  Ryan’s lips come down hard on mine as our tongues mash together. His hands roam across my chest then down over my ass, squeezing firmly. I reach up unbuttoning his shirt, wanting to feel his skin against mine. He responds by pushing me back until I’m pressed against the bed. He drops to his knees, tugging my belt open and reaching in to pull my cock out in record time. He swallows it immediately, his hands gripping my ass as he sucks with a force that leaves me slightly lightheaded.

  I kick the pants off, tugging at my shoes and socks, and then remove my shirt. He gazes up at me, pulling his head back so my dick slides slowly out.

  “Lift your leg. I need your ass.”

  With a huge grin on my face, I perch my leg on the ledge of the bed, amazed when Ryan buries his face between my legs, eating my ass like it’s his last meal. I twist my fingers in his hair, pulling him into me, while I moan his name.

  “Fuck, you’re good at this.”

  He shifts back to my dick, making a loud slurping noise before pulling my cock from his mouth again. “You have the biggest fucking dick I’ve ever had.” Before I can even respond, he returns to his sucking, but I want him too, so I pull on his arm to get him to stand.

  We kiss hard as I reach into his slacks. When I grab his cock, he moans against my mouth. It’s not long, but it’s very thick. My favorite kind. We crawl into bed, Ryan on top of me as he strokes my cock.

  “Sixty-nine?” he asks with a huge grin on his face.

  “Fuck yeah. I want you to choke me.”

  He grips my chin and kisses me hard. “With pleasure.”

  Ryan twists around and drives his cock into my mouth. I tilt my head back, sucking and dragging my tongue over everything I can get, while Ryan returns the favor. Fuck he’s good at this. I move my hips slowly and Ryan reacts by fucking my mouth so hard, it’s difficult to keep up, but not impossible. I clench his ass cheeks before sliding my finger between them and inserting my middle finger. He spreads his legs even further for me, so I lift mine, allowing him access to my backside. Ryan licks and sucks my asshole before sliding a finger in me, sending me into the pleasure stratosphere.

  “Ah fuck, Ryan. So good.”

  When I look down, Ryan rises onto his elbows and straddles my mouth, sliding his cock in and out the way I would fuck a pussy. I’m overstimulated with his beautiful dick in my mouth and his tongue working me beyond anything I’ve ever felt before.

  “Fuck! Ryan yells, increasing his speed as his ass muscles clench around my finger.

  My arms are tired, my legs are shaking, but I feel fucking amazing.

  “Oh, shit, Ben, oh baby, I’m fucking coming. So hard.” Hot cum shoots from his cock, down my throat, but the force of it spurts everywhere, hitting my face and neck. I do my best to get all of it, throwing my head back when my own dick blows.

  Ryan sucks so hard, I’m flinching from it beneath him. Before I can even process anything, he’s flipped around licking his own cum off my face and kissing me hard. A minute later, he collapses on me, burying his face in the crevice of my neck, where he places soft, sweet kisses. I stroke his hair as I kiss the top of his head. We don’t speak for several minutes, both of us recovering from what just happened.

  After a few minutes, Ryan rolls over to his side. He smiles, brushing my hair from my forehead. “You’re a fucking slice of heaven, Ben.”

  I brush my fingers across his chin. “You’re amazing. I’ve never been blown like that in my life.”

  “I didn’t want you to miss the sex.”

  I laugh softly. “Mission accomplished.”

  He bites his bottom lip. “You taste so good. I might be addicted.”

  I rise up enough to kiss him softly. “Mutual. You want some water?”

  “No. I don’t want to erase your taste.”

  I cup his face, pulling him closer to kiss him deeply. When I pull away, I search his eyes. “Stay tonight?”

  A full smile graces his face. “Yeah.”

  ∞∞∞

  The next time my eyes open, it take
s me a minute to realize my situation. Ryan is lying next to me still sound asleep. I smile, remembering last night, before sitting up on the edge of the bed. I glance at my phone, still silent having been turned off for hours now. I turn it on, watching it blow up with notifications. I open the text messages from Luc and start reading them.

  Why the fuck aren’t you answering the bloody telephone?

  I need to talk to you.

  Are you angry?

  I swear to fucking god if you don’t answer me, I’m putting out a missing person report!

  Jesus, Ben. Is this what we’ve become?

  The last text breaks my fucking heart. What’s left of it. I click to Georgie’s messages next.

  Are you fucking trying to kill us? Luc is beside himself.

  Don’t be selfish.

  Ben please.

  You know what, fuck you.

  Is this how you treat people you love? We’re worried sick.

  I glance behind me at Ryan. I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment, deciding how to respond. If I have any chance of enjoying my day, I have to calm them down. Georgie first.

  I’m fine and don’t be selfish? Seriously, G? Give me a fucking break.

  I stare at my phone, reading Luc’s last message deciding what to say.

  I came here for a break. Can you give me one, please?

  His response comes quickly.

  I need you to come home. I need you, Ben.

  My phone rings and it’s him. I dismiss it, but it rings again. Not wanting to wake Ryan, I grab my robe and slip into the bathroom.

  “What?”

  Luc sighs. “Is that how you answer the phone for your best mate?”

  “Why are you blowing me up? You know where I am.”

  “What are you doing that you can’t answer the damn phone?”

  “None of your business, Luc.”

  “Oh really? None of my business. I thought it was. Why the fuck are you whispering?”

  I glance at the door. “Listen, I have someone here. Can I call you later?”

  “What?”

  “What?”

  “You have someone with you?”

  “Yeah, he’s still—”

  “He! The fuck, Ben. What the bloody hell are you doing?”

  “You have no right to be jealous.”

  “You fucked someone? That’s fantastic. Your renewed effort to get over me I assume. Could you tell me why?”

  “Oh come on, Luc. Don’t play stupid.”

  “No, enlighten me, because I’m properly confused. When you left, the three of us had an agreement.”

  “That you fucking broke when you proposed.”

  He’s silent for a moment. “Ben—”

  “No. I’m not talking about it right now. You made your choice. I gave you my blessing, now let me live my fucking life.”

  “Is this how it is?”

  “Why are you the only one who gets to be happy? Where’s my chance, Luc?”

  “I’m sorry you see it that way, mate. I thought we were happy.”

  “So did I, but you needed more, and now, so do I.”

  “Right then. I guess I’ll let you get on with it.”

  “Yeah. I’ll be home in a week.”

  “Fine.”

  “Tell Georgie I’m fine. I can’t talk to her right now. She told me to fuck off.”

  “She didn’t mean it. She was worried.”

  “I’m alive. I’ll see you next week.” I hang up before he can say anything else.

  When I come out of the bathroom, Ryan is awake, his arms behind his head as he gazes out the floor to ceiling windows watching the rain pour down.

  “Morning.”

  He turns to face me. “You okay?”

  “Yeah.” I climb in bed next to him. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

  “It’s okay.” He twists my hand in his. “He wants you back?”

  “I don’t know. I didn’t give him a chance to talk.” I roll over so that I’m on top of him. “Can we still hang out today?”

  “You want that?”

  “A hundred percent. I had a great time last night. The only reason I even spoke to him was so he would leave me alone and I could focus on you. I swear, Ryan.”

  He nods, searching my eyes. “Normally, I would tell you to take some time to yourself. I never want to be anyone’s rebound, especially when you’re still so obviously in love and hurting.”

  “But?”

  “But I like you, and I don’t want to go home. I want to spend the day with you, and I hope the night again.” He smiles, shrugging. “Maybe hanging out with me will help you feel better.”

  “I already do, Ryan.”

  “It’s raining pretty hard.”

  I sit up, taking his hand in mine and holding it to my chest. “Want to order breakfast and rent some movies and lie in bed and get each other off again?”

  Ryan laughs softly. “Yeah. I want to, Ben.”

  Chapter 35 Luc

  I slam my phone on my nightstand, nearly breaking it. Fucking Ben. Why is he so stubborn? After getting out of bed and making myself a cup of espresso, I pick up my phone again. I’m tempted to get on a fucking plane and force him to talk to me, but knowing he’s with someone else, a man, is making my blood boil. How could he turn to someone new so quickly?

  I have to text Georgie so she’ll calm down too.

  Ben replied and I spoke to him. He’s fine but wants to be left alone.

  She doesn’t reply, so I quickly throw on a t-shirt and jeans, grabbing my phone when she replies.

  Fucking pussy. Both of you.

  I exhale, rolling my eyes. I deserve her venom. I deserve his too. I’ve literally mucked it all up. I got greedy and I have no fucking idea how to fix it.

  Chapter 36 Georgie

  Sitting in bed, I read over Luc’s text again. Ben wants to be left alone. Of course he does. He feels betrayed. How could he not? I did this all wrong. I needed to be honest, and I couldn’t do it. Now I’ve hurt someone I truly care about.

  Patting my phone in my hand, I consider my next step. Accepting defeat, I dial Sophie.

  “Hey, chick,” she answers. “Whatcha doing up so early?”

  “I have a problem. Can you talk?”

  “Definitely. What’s wrong?”

  “Remember the two guys I told you about?”

  “Ben and Luc, yeah.”

  “Okay, well, um, I kept seeing them.”

  “Oh, naughty girl. Did you get caught?”

  I swallow hard. “At the same time, Sophie.”

  “Yeah, I get that.”

  “No, I mean, the three of us agreed to date together. Like I went out with them both at the same time.”

  “Oh.” She’s silent for a few seconds. “That’s different.”

  “Yeah, I know. It was fun and it was just supposed to be casual until I chose one of them.”

  “Uh huh.”

  “But, um, we were all having fun so it didn’t end and I didn’t choose and it isn’t casual anymore.”

  “I’m not sure I understand.”

  “This is probably going to be shocking, but you’re my best friend, and I need help.”

  “I’m here.”

  “We’ve been in a pretty intense relationship for the last several weeks. Ben likes both sexes, and we’ve all been having sex together.”

  “I see.”

  “Luc and Ben have too. Now feelings are involved and—”

  “Wait. Slow down. Luc and Ben have sex together?”

  “Yeah.”

  “And also with you?”

  “Right.”

  “Wow. Okay. Go on.”

  I try to ignore the judging tone in her voice. I need to talk and she’s the only person I can trust who I’m actually speaking to at the moment.

  “So Ben fell in love with Luc and Luc fell in love with me, but I think he’s also in love with Ben, but he doesn’t so we had an argument about that and now I don’t know what to do.” She’s
silent. “Sophie?”

  “Yeah. Okay, so Ben loves Luc, Luc loves Georgie, but maybe also Ben. Who does Georgie love?”

  My eyes tear up. “I don’t know. Maybe both of them.” I let the tears fall. “I’m scared, Sophie.”

  “Shit. I’m on my way over.”

  Chapter 37 Ben

  Several hours later, my eyes shift out the window. It’s still raining, making a perfect day to stay in bed. Ryan drifted off to sleep after the last movie, leaving me alone with my thoughts. He’s a great guy. Funny and charming. Sexy and smart. I really like him. Without all this Luc drama, maybe I could have a real relationship with him. I let that thought sit with me for a minute. Could I live that lifestyle? Be in an openly gay relationship? I never saw it, but the last day with Ryan has been comfortable and natural. I gaze down at him, sleeping soundly on my chest. Maybe I could.

  ∞∞∞

  The alarm wakes me and I crack one eye open. It’s so dark outside. When I twist my head, Ryan is sitting up looking down at his phone. He smiles at me.

  “Morning, handsome. Time to get ready for work.”

  I moan. “God, it’s Monday already?”

  “Sure is.” He lies down and kisses my nose. “I won’t see you much this week. I’m in a training seminar until Friday.”

  “Oh, that sucks. No lunches and sexy glances across conference room tables.”

  “No, but if I can sneak away I’ll stop by your office and say hi and maybe sneak a kiss.”

  I press my lips against him. “Dinner though?”

  “Whenever you want.”

  I drag my fingers through his hair, tucking some behind his ear. “What else can we do, Ryan? I’m only here a week.”

  “I’d like to do this every day. Wake up next to you.” He smiles slightly. “Unless that’s too much.”

  I shake my head. “Not too much. I want that too.”

  “Great.” He laughs softly, shaking his head.

  When he tries to sit up, I pull his wrist. “What?”

  “I was just thinking the worst thing I could do is fall for someone who’s in love with someone else, but fuck, Ben, your eyes make me not give a shit. I want to lose myself in them.”