by Harper West
That was one problem handled.
I glanced around my messy apartment. I had really done a number on all my stuff. Clothes were piled on the couch and one of my coffee mugs had spilled over the carpet.
I shook my head. “I'll handle this later. I've got something to do.”
I went resolutely to the door with every intention of calling a cab and heading to see my boys. I mean, they weren't my boys anymore. At least not right now. I didn't know if they would even hear my apologies. How the hell was I supposed to come back from sabotage?
But I went regardless of how it might go. I accepted the fact that they might turn me away or slam the door in my face. I accepted the fact that maybe they would throw me out on the street and even make fun of me to their friends. I didn't care what happened—I had to do what was right.
I showed up at their door and froze with my finger over the doorbell, thinking about how Brett had said they would ruin me.
That's funny. I think I was the one who had ruined them.
I pushed the button before I could turn away.
And when Jack answered, I froze again.
I was like a statue with makeup running down my cheeks mixed with the tears I hadn't realized were falling already. I was soaked to the bone with rain. He stared at me, unblinking, unable to move just like me.
When he stepped aside, I sighed with relief and walked tentatively into their home. I had only been here once. I was familiar with the layout, but I was afraid a trap was waiting for me. I mean, I just tried to destroy them.
They probably wanted to destroy me, too.
“What are you doing here?” Jack asked in a low voice. “Why did you come?”
“I'm so sorry,” I blurted as Cooper joined us in the foyer. “I'm sorry for setting you up. I'm sorry for deceiving you. I shouldn't have done it.”
“And why should we believe you?” Cooper inquired.
“Because... Because I love you. I love both of you.”
They exchanged a painful glance. It seemed to take forever for one of them to respond. But when Cooper did, he sounded mournful. “Are you sure about that, princess?”
“I mean it from the very bottom of my heart. I regret ever having put that camera there.”
“Did you put any other cameras anywhere?”
“No, just that one.”
Jack took a breath. “So, are you willing to make it right?”
“Absolutely—I'll do anything.”
“Alright, follow me.”
I watched them turn away to head toward the back of the house. Confused and still soaked, I followed them. We went out on to the back porch and Jack piled logs into a great fire pit. He struck a match and got a good flame going, the heat of it warming me instantly. He held up a flash drive.
“This is the footage. Not that it really matters because there's nothing really damaging on it except a dialogue. If you throw it into the fire, we'll forgive you,” Jack explained.
I grabbed the flash drive, staring at it in my wet palm.
All this mess was caused by me. I might as well end it.
I chucked it into the flames without a second thought, watching the plastic melt and listening to it hiss amidst the flames. I watched with anger in my eyes and regret in my heart. I felt my lower lip quivering as my wet hair became frizzy. I smoothed it from my eyes.
As I went to turn to say another apology, Cooper took my lips. He took me instantly with genuine arms, hugging me tight to him as Jack joined us. I switched between their lips, tasting rain and grease and something else I couldn't quite place. I think it was vanilla. I kissed them long and hard, unwilling to let them go. We ended up dropping to the ground and I tore away their clothes to reveal their hard bodies, their hard cocks, and their bare feelings.
They reacted to me with genuine desire, with heated anticipation. I positioned Cooper behind me and took Jack into my mouth, hungrily sucking his cock. The rain slammed against the porch roof and the ground, the great hum of it surrounding us like a curtain. No one could see or hear our joyful reunion. And I wouldn't have really cared if anyone did.
I was just happy to have my boys.
I sucked Jack's cock as if it were our first encounter. I could hear him humming and groaning over the rain, the wonderful cues that told me to keep going. He gripped my hair and guided me along his cock. He even cupped my cheek as I worked diligently, his thumb dropping every so often below my jawline.
I exposed my throat to him, inviting him to grab me. Behind me, Cooper went to work immediately, rubbing his hard cock against my wet pussy lips. It was just like the last time only different—this time, we were really going for it. I really wanted it and I didn't want to hesitate. I didn't want to stop.
I pressed into Cooper, inviting him to penetrate me. He hesitantly rubbed the head of his cock over my entrance, testing the waters. When he positioned himself between my lips, I sat back and took him inside, enveloping him with my heat. I heard him growl with desire. He gripped my hips and huffed as he gave a few short and quick pumps, allowing my juice to soak his shaft.
His nails dug into my skin. My eyes rolled back as I swallowed Jack whole, feeling encouraged to take as much of him as possible. I really couldn't get enough. They couldn't fill me enough. Of the horrible thing I had done, I felt like I needed to repent in a different way—in a way that they would remember forever.
I gagged on Jack's cock. As I slurped up to the surface, he pulled me off and took my lips. I loved that he wanted to taste himself on my mouth. He slipped his tongue between my lips and hungrily dove deep, searching for my tongue to dance with. I sucked on his tongue, too, showing him it didn't matter what part of him he put in my mouth—I'd gladly suck on him.
I conveyed all manner of regret to him in every motion, grabbing his cock lustfully and pumping him fervently. He mouthed a few words as he teased my lips with his. He went for another kiss, silencing us both as my groans increased.
Having Cooper deep inside me was more pleasurable than I had imagined. He was big, full of girth, but utterly loving with his thrusts. He sank deep and slid out slowly, allowing me to get used to his size. After a few slow thrusts, he increased his speed, holding my hips to hold me in place. I sat up a little more, hanging on to Jack's shoulders to steady myself.
And then I realized I wanted him inside me, too.
I met his gaze, wondering if he could feel my desire. He reached down to rub my clit, feverishly stroking me into a shivering fit. With Cooper fucking me, and Jack stroking me, I felt like I might explode. But I didn't want to come yet. I wanted to have them both inside me. I needed to figure out how to make that happened.
“Could I…?” I faded into a lustful moan.
Jack drew closer, nuzzling my cheek with his nose. “What's that, darling?”
“Could you both fuck me?”
A wide Cheshire smile crossed his lips as he glanced over my shoulder at Cooper. “Oh, I'm more than sure we could make that happen.”
Within seconds, he had me flipped around. I was on Cooper's lap, straddling him as Jack drew in close behind me. I heard him spit into his hand and then felt his cock poke at my rear entrance. His lips were in my ear suddenly. “You need to relax, darling.”
I held tight to Cooper. “How do I do that?”
“Just take a few breaths,” Cooper replied. “And let your muscles relax.”
I nodded and did as instructed, drawing a few cleansing breaths deep into my belly and letting them out. With each breath I released my muscles. Minutes passed to seconds and then Jack was pressing into my rear entrance, teasing me with the head of his cock. I tensed slightly and he paused.
“Relax,” he repeated. “Let go.”
I took another few breaths and closed my eyes while wrapping my arms around Cooper's shoulders. I felt his manhood twitch inside me, prompting me to bay low and soft. I exposed my neck to him and felt him bury his lips there, inviting me to relax further. Jack buried his lips on the opposite side of my n
eck.
Their lips decorated my skin as their cocks penetrated me. Jack eased in slowly, holding my hips gently as I became accustomed to his presence in my rear entrance. I felt full of them and felt happy for the fact—it was exactly what I wanted.
As Jack slipped out, Cooper sank in. They went back and forth like this for a few slow thrusts, helping me to adjust to my new position. I widened my legs and beckoned Cooper into my breasts, encouraging him to suck on my nipples. I loved the way his warm lips enveloped my breasts. He made me feel whole again like I couldn't have existed fully without him.
He dragged his tongue over my right nipple as he kept his rhythm, humming with every thrust. I accepted him as he was and accepted Jack, too, unable to pull away from the sensation growing in my gut. I felt my muscles tense up, but not because it was hurting.
It was because it felt so good.
I didn't know how much longer I could hold on. My thighs were quivering and my heart was pounding, signaling my coming release. I could feel them tense as well, shuddering against me as they increased their speed. They kept their previous rhythm, the only difference being the intensity.
They humped hard into me, filling my holes simultaneously. I felt full and loved, whole, and right. Every motion followed the next like a fluid unveiling like I was blossoming just for them. When Cooper circled my clit with his fingers, the intensity doubled, and my hips reacted, bucking madly. I was rolling on top of them both—and I didn't want to stop.
The fire crackled near us, warming our bodies that now glistened a fresh layer of sweat. I gripped Cooper's shoulders and whimpered, my moans rolling together in short squeaks that echoed my eruption. I felt the knot in my gut tighten so hard that I was afraid to let it snap. What would happen if I did?
I released my inhibitions and focused on our collective explosion. If the world ended while we made love, so bet it. I wanted to feel them rock my insides. I wanted them to give me their seed and fill me to the brim.
I wanted them—and they wanted me.
I felt myself crack. My skin vibrated with anticipation as I let the knot in my gut finally snap. A wave of heat and cold washed over my skin as I rocked forward and back, unable to control the bucking of my hips. I squeaked once more before lending myself over to the great electric wave that was stealing me away.
Their grunts increased and they thrust frantically, following the wave of my orgasm with their own. Cooper erupted first, filling my pussy with his cum. Jack shortly followed and filled me as well, his seed spilling down and soaking us both. I collapsed between them while trying to catch my breath.
Cooper stroked the skin over my ribs as his lips slowly marked a path from my jaw to my ear. “Perfect.”
“You're perfect,” I whispered.
“We're perfect together,” Jack added.
“So, you forgive me?”
Cooper chuckled. “We do. Will you stay?”
I sat up slightly to meet his eyes, pressing my forehead to his. “I'll stay forever.”
Epilogue
Brooklyn
One Year Later
I held my stomach while reaching up to fix the banner. My sister, Peyton, was already setting out the food for the party on a table occupying the dining room. The dining room table had been removed to accommodate the chairs.
“God, I can't believe I'm starting to show,” I groaned.
“So, they haven't noticed?”
“Well, I've been on a little sex strike since I found out.”
“I can't believe you went three months without realizing it.”
I laughed. “I was a little occupied with my boys.”
She giggled as she set out a pitcher of tea. “Think that will do?”
“It's a small gathering. It should be perfectly fine.”
“Are you going to tell them before or after?”
“Probably before. They should be home super soon.”
“Want me to record it?”
I beamed with joy while grabbing her hand. “Oh, I would love that. Please, do that.”
“They won't be mad you're secretly recording them again?”
I broke out into a fit of laughter, hugging my gut. “Maybe don't say it like that to them.”
“I'm still totally over the hills about you being a super sleuth.”
“Hey, your sissy can be a secret agent sometimes.”
“Sometimes? Try all the time.”
I shoved her arm playfully. “Shut up, Peyton.”
“Shutting up.”
I sighed while looking over the banner. It was to celebrate the new issue they had just released. They had finally hit the big 300 and wanted to throw a small party, so I offered to organize it. It was the perfect time to drop the big news.
“You think this is too much?” I asked while pointing at the banner. “Seems corny to be made with glitter.”
“They're going to love it because you made it.”
“And you're sure they'll like their gift?”
“You could just ask us.”
I flipped around to see Jack and Cooper standing in the doorway. I squealed and ran over to them, taking them both in my arms. When they embraced me, I felt their energy shift like it always did when we were in the same room.
Even a year later, they still had this effect on me. “You're home early!”
“Is this all for us?” Jack inquired when he released me.
“And what's this gift?” Cooper inquired.
“You two are so damn nosy.”
Jack tapped his nose. “You know it.”
“You remember my sister, right?”
“Yes, we do. Hey Peyton!” Jack went over immediately to hug her. She patted his back and then went to the corner of the room. After I nodded, she took out her phone and started pretending to scroll through social media.
I cleared my throat and motioned to the chairs next to the table. “So, about that gift.”
“Oh, I can't wait,” Jack expressed while dropping into a chair. “I hope it's a watch.”
Cooper swatted him. “We'll be happy with whatever our princess gives us.”
“I sure hope so.”
Cooper smiled at me reassuringly. “We will. I promise.”
I bit my lower lip and grabbed a small package from the table. It was addressed to them both. I had taken the time to shove a bunch of light green paper into the bag and I even drew little ducks on the outside.
Cooper eyed it carefully. “What's this?”
“Well, open it...”
Jack snatched it from Cooper. “God, you take so long.”
Cooper snatched it back. “I was getting to it, Jackie.”
“Would you two shut up and open the damn bag?” Peyton snapped. “She worked hard on that, you know.”
My boys looked guilty for a second as they held the bag between them. Jack removed the paper while Cooper held the bag, his eyes darting over the paper that billowed from the bag.
And then, Jack finally procured the item inside. He held it up. “Looks like a pregnancy test.”
“And it's positive.”
“Wait... Is this yours?”
I bit my lip again, tears already filling my eyes. I nodded and stepped closer to them as realization crossed their faces. Cooper was the first to tear up. “Wait, we're going to be dads?”
“Happy 300 copies, my loves,” I whispered through tears. “I figured it was the best gift I could possibly give you today.”
“Oh, darling...” Jack whispered. “We're going to be a family. We're really going to be a family.”
“We're going to be a family,” I repeated. “And I caught it on video.”
“Oh, is that why Peyton is over there?” Jack teased. “Come over and catch us snuggling.”
Peyton joined us as I sat between my boys, hugging them close. Cooper was crying into my blouse, and Jack was biting back his own tears. I could always tell by the way he made excessive jokes with his voice cracking. It was the sweetest thing. And I d
idn't want this to end.
“Hey, don't get too emotional,” I said while sniffling. “We're expecting guests soon.”
Jack popped up. “And we get to tell the guests?”
“Of course, we do! Do you want to announce it?”
“Yes, I really do!”
I laughed and cupped his cheek. “Then, you can do that, baby.”
Cooper cupped my stomach. “Well, I have noticed the weight gain.”
“Wait, I thought you said I looked fine the other day,” I teased.
“I just didn't want you to feel bad.”
“Oh, so you were just being real nice about it, huh?”
He sniffled. “I'm just glad it's because there's a miniature us inside there.”
He drew closer to my belly, decorating it with kisses as Jack withdrew his phone. “I got to tell everyone right now.”
“In time,” I said while holding his hand. “Let's just enjoy this moment.”
“Alright, darling. Whatever you want. Oh, wow... we're going to have to go shopping soon! And a baby shower—we have to have one of those!”
As he went on about a party, I nestled between them. I had Cooper on my small belly and Jack on my shoulder. Jack was fantasizing about our life while Cooper remained quiet, silently worshiping my stomach. They were both doing their thing, and I was enjoying it. I was enjoying the moment we were sharing—together.
“Alright, I think I have enough footage,” Peyton said. “I'll send this to you.”
“Thanks, sissy.”
“I'm going to check on the food.”
I nodded as she went to the kitchen, leaving us in silence. I honed in on the energy between us—it had changed. It felt so much more charged than it had before. The happiness I felt was overwhelming and made me want to do so much more than just sit here. I wanted to celebrate and dance and even shout to the world outside that my family was about to expand.
But, as I had said before, all in time. I could do that in time.
“So, what now?” Jack asked. “Can we still have sex?”