by Gerald Lopez
Eventually, Forrest wrapped his arm around Alex, hugged him, then lay down and pulled Alex on top of him. It was my turn to take command as Alex had done earlier. I started by working on his ass to make sure he was relaxed. First, I massaged his ass, then spread his cheeks, and put my tongue inside him again. He still tasted clean, although I could also taste a hint of Forrest’s tongue which had been in there seconds ago. The intermingling flavors made me go in deeper, until I heard Alex moaning loudly—he was ready. There was no resistance at all when I gently put Forrest’s cock in Alex’s ass. I waited for a minute then put my cock in on top. Alex’s ass felt tight, but then again he had two hard cocks in it—so it would feel tight. Slowly, I moved around, taking my time so as not to hurt Alex, then little by little I picked up speed until I was close and moaning loudly. Forrest didn’t ask what I wanted, he knew it was the two of us cumming together in Alex. I think I actually yelled more than moaned when I came, as did Forrest. Instead of moving up in bed, I sat back where I was. It was Forrest’s turn now, and I was looking forward to it.
“Give me a second, then I’ll get up and clean off,” Forrest said.
“No need,” I said. “You’ve cleaned off twice already—stay put.”
Forrest smiled and laid back. I lay on my side by Forrest’s foot. He took good care of himself, there were no calluses or dry spots on his feet. But they didn’t look soft like a woman’s feet either, they were manly. I put my nose against his foot and inhaled deeply, there was only a clean smell to them… from the showers he’d taken. I’d admired his feet from the time I first saw him in flip-flops. It was a strange fetish for me to have, I knew that, but that’s just how it was. I kissed the bottom of Forrest’s foot, then licked his sole, which elicited a giggle from him. Alex gave Forrest a kiss then moved to sit by Forrest’s other foot where he copied my moves. We gave Forrest a slight case of the giggles by licking his feet, then I got serious. I sucked on his big toe like I was making love to it, then moved on to his other digits. Alex did the same on Forrest’s other foot. By the sound of his constant moaning, Forrest was enjoying very bit of it. Then, in a move that was completely self-indulgent on my part, I put as much of Forrest’s foot as I could into my mouth and sucked on it. While I was doing that, I saw Alex get up from bed and walk to where the hot massage oil was. When he came back he poured some on Forrest’s chest. I kissed Forrest’s foot then moved up to join Alex. We clasped our hands, with mine being on top, and massaged the oil into Forrest’s chest, groin area, legs, and feet. Then we unclasped our hands and each concentrated on one side of Forrest’s body. I liked the feel of his body under my hand—it was solid muscle, even his beefy chest. His nipples stood erect and at attention. When I traced a finger around one, Forrest moaned, so I replaced the finger with my mouth and nipped at it with my teeth before moving on. Alex and I massaged along Forrest’s six pack abs, then around his groin. I had to suck on those big balls of his, and did so, while Alex moved up and sucked on Forrest’s nipple. My oily hand lowered Forrest’s foreskin which was short and didn’t hang over his cock. I softly pulled on it with my teeth, before sucking on his cock. His cock wasn’t overly long, but it was thick and veiny. Alex was next to me now, so I passed Forrest’s cock to him. At one point we shared it between us, each coming at it from a different side. Our lips met and we kissed while licking his cock. We gently turned Forrest over, put some massage oil on his back and worked on that area, his ass, and the back of his legs. Forrest’s ass was perfect like the rest of him. It was hairless and meaty, but firm. Not a bubble butt, yet not too small or big either. It filled out his uniform and jeans nicely. I sucked on his ass cheeks for a long while before we spread his ass and turned our attention to his hole. I was surprised when Alex rolled Forrest on top of him. I’d been certain he’d want to be in charge of the next thing. They kissed and I worked my tongue into Forrest’s hole kissing the sides of his ass at the same time. The realization occurred to me that Alex and I had been making love to and with this man in every sense of the word. Yes, it should’ve been obvious that things had gone beyond mere sex, but the fullness of it hit me now. Of course, my head was also halfway up his ass… and that was something I did with only long term lovers of which I only had one before Alex. But I was doing it… and loving it… loving him. I gave Alex’s cock a quick suck before maneuvering it into Forrest’s asshole. I put my cock in on top and found Forrest to be tighter than I’d expected. He moaned loudly and I stayed still for a moment—he hadn’t been on the receiving end of this before, that much was clear. Getting double fucked was as new to him as it had been to Alex and me. I moved slowly inside him, then leaned in and hugged him tightly for a second before continuing to fuck him. There were no ghosts affecting our emotions or actions, I was still sure of that. I was also sure that I loved not only Alex, but Forrest. That gave me some cause for concern, but I wasn’t sure why. My efforts were needed elsewhere, so I shut off the detective part of my brain and gave in to pleasure. There would be time enough later to figure out the real truth of what was happening.
Chapter 60
The Morning Glow
THE EARLY morning sunlight coming through the window woke me up. Forrest had ended up sleeping between Alex and me and he looked at peace. I turned and put my arms around his waist. He opened his big green eyes, smiled at me, and mouthed the word ‘hi’, before kissing me. We just looked at each other for a moment smiling, probably like idiots, I thought. But it didn’t really matter—we were in our house, in our bed, free to do what we wanted to do. I kissed Forrest again and was worried he was going to get out of bed when he moved, but instead he leaned into me, held me tightly, and whispered in my ear.
“I love you.”
I saw Alex’s arms come around Forrest and hug him from the side. Instead of turning, Forrest pulled Alex around on top of us and we kissed and rolled around like silly kids. Alex was the first to leave the bed to use the bathroom.
“I’m going to do my business, then take a shower,” Alex said. “I’ll be a while, so you two have my permission to keep each other entertained.”
“We can do that, boss,” I said. “But, you’ll be in our thoughts.”
“Yeah, right,” Alex said, then giggled as he walked into the bathroom.
“He’s so damn cute,” Forrest said, putting an arm around me and pulling me on top of him. I rested my head on his chest and ran my fingers through his chest hair.
“I like how different you and Alex are physically,” I said. “I like your hairy chest.” I sucked on his nipple. “And your dark nipples.” Reaching down I grabbed hold of his cock. “And your big thick dick.” I chuckled. “Despite everything, I don’t think I’ve ever in my life laughed, giggled, or acted as silly as I have here. I wonder if I can blame the ghosts and the haunted house for that.”
“Probably a little—hell, probably a lot,” Forrest said, then smiled and kissed me. “Anyway, it’s good for a man like you—a tough soldier, to let his guard down and be silly once in a blue moon. And you did it among friends in your own home.”
“We’re more than friends, aren’t we, Forrest?”
“Yeah, probably so.”
“I liked the three of us together and having someone with me I was close to that I could share the person I loved most with. You understood what I felt and feel with Alex because you feel it.” I looked at Forrest and he smiled. “I liked having Alex by my side to share you with, too, Forrest.”
“Are you putting me in the same category as Alex in your life?”
“What am I supposed to say to that?” I said.
“The truth… or maybe nothing at all yet.”
“I’ve never been a coward, Forrest,” I said. “I know what I feel most of the time.”
“But things have thrown you for a bit of a loop here, haven’t they?”
“Not the way you think,” I said. “I don’t understand everything we did last night… not why it felt almost spiritual or why—I don’t know. But, I understo
od more of it than I thought I would… so much just felt right down deep in my soul. It seems strange to even try and analyze any of it.”
“Then don’t try,” Forrest said. He looked at me, messed my hair up, then kissed me. “I’m older than you, so I know what I’m talking about.”
“You are older than me, and more buff and hunky,” I said.
“You’re in danger of sounding like a romance movie character.”
I laughed. “I don’t think I give a shit if I do or don’t anymore. You’re wrong in what you’re thinking, Mr. Artiste.”
“What am I thinking, soldier boy?”
“That I’m too concerned about hurting you or Alex to say what I feel.” Forrest looked down—I’d nailed it. “Alex and I are going to that hotel in Mt. Ore. He wants to see it and we can use some R & R. Come with us.”
“Some of us don’t work freelance,” Forrest said.
“Tell me the truth,” I said.
“OK. My answer is no, because I don’t want to go with you.”
“You’re a liar,” I said. “Either to me or yourself.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I’m lying to you or myself—to both if I’m honest. You and Alex need time alone together to process things. Time to remember the real yous and compare them to who you were here due to all the supernatural influences.”
“That’s bullshit for you to hide behind,” I said.
“So what if it is?” Forrest said. “What do you expect will happen here between us—what can happen?
“What’s already happened. The three of us have fallen in love—equally and completely.” Forrest turned away. “What happens next is what we three decide will happen next.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Forrest said.
I sat up, moved in front of him, pulled the blanket back and tried to lift his legs in the air, but he pushed me back with his feet. Moving up I straddled Forrest but he tossed me off and we wrestled.
“I’m going to fuck you till you tell the truth,” I said.
“Maybe I’ll do the same to you,” Forrest said, then we rolled around in bed playfully wrestling and laughing until we fell off the side onto the floor. We looked up when the bathroom door opened. Alex hopped out wearing a towel around his waist.
“Maybe the real alpha male here will fuck both of you to put some sense into your heads,” Alex said, then grinned.
“That sounds more like a come-on, than a threat to me,” I said.
Forrest stood, then gave me a hand up.
“You heard us, huh?” Forrest said.
“The two of you have the puppy dog look down pat,” Alex said, looking at our phony sad faces. “But it’s not gonna work on me. I’m going to lay down the law and you’re going to listen. Forrest, we’d love to have you with us at Mt. Ore. This isn’t a fling here, between us, or some ghost-inspired thing.”
I couldn’t resist giving Forrest a ‘so there’ look.
“On the other hand, the two of you have really regressed lately,’ Alex said, looking my way. “I can’t tell whether I’m looking at boys or men. So, maybe it is time for Layton and me to take a few days away from Carson Court to see how we feel.”
“That’s all I was suggesting,” Forrest said.
“I’m going to warn you, Forrest chicken shit, our feelings aren’t going to change in regard to you,” Alex said. “We’re going to come back here stronger than ever, then you’ll really be wooed.”
“Wooed?” Forrest said.
“We are in a romantic movie,” I said, then put my arm around Forrest and we both laughed.
“Give me a break,” Alex said. “Look where we’re living and what we’ve been dealing with.”
“It’s just that I was sort of hoping we were in more of a porn film,” I said, then chuckled.
Forrest laughed loudly and held his stomach.
“That’s it!” Alex said. “I’m going to get dressed and check up on things at the guesthouse. You two get in the bathroom, clean up, and make yourselves respectable.”
“OK, Mom,” Forrest said, then walked to Alex, hugged him, and kissed him. “We love you, too. And we promise to be good.”
“I’m gonna have my work cut out with you two,” Alex said.
By the time I exited the bathroom, Alex had gone. While I dried off and dressed in shorts, a Polo shirt, and flip-flops, Forrest showered. I was brushing my hair when he walked back into the bedroom naked.
“Alex sure did put us in our place,” Forrest said. “He’s tough and strong as an ox—I know, I boxed with him.” He walked behind me, hugged me tightly, then kissed the side of my neck. “Are we good, Layton?”
“Of course,” I said.
“I had you pissed off for a second earlier.”
“Only for a second, because—oh, forget it.”
“The feelings between the three of us are so real it scares me,” Forrest said. “I guess I am a chicken shit, especially when you and Alex have laid it all on the line with me.”
“You haven’t been dishonest or rejected us,” I said. “I thought Alex would be enough for me.”
“He is and you’re enough for him,” Forrest said.
“No—not anymore. It takes three of us now to be complete.” I kissed his hand, then held it.
“That’s beautiful,” Forrest said. “Especially coming from someone who hates the number three.” He grinned at me.
I chuckled. “Yeah, well, there ya go.”
“Layton, I trust you and Alex… and what you feel—more than I’m even comfortable admitting. And I know what I feel for the two of you is genuine, but I don’t feel completely comfortable with myself these days.”
“When Alex mentioned the offhand comment that you might need a detective specializing in the supernatural, my instincts honed in on that, remember,” I said. “I’m a pretty damn good detective and have learned to trust my instincts.”
“Go on,” Forrest said, then reached for his underwear and denim shorts that were on the edge of the bed.
I walked to him, bent down and kissed his hard ass, then hugged him before sitting on the bed and talking again. “There seems to be a lot of supernatural activity in this area.”
“It’s because of Aurora and areas like it around here,” Forrest said. “They mess around with things in the supernatural realm… probably too much. Those places feed off one another.”
“Give me the guy’s name—your ex, and let me look into his background,” I said.
“Scott Woods, he liked to go by the name Scotty. I’ll e-mail you the info I have on him.”
“Thanks, buddy,” I said.
“I almost hope it is true, that there’s a supernatural explanation for what I feel.”
“I’m willing to bet there is,” I said. “I’ll wait for you downstairs, you’re distracting me too much.” I smiled, then left the room.
I was in the kitchen looking for something to munch on in the fridge, when my cell phone rang—it was Alex. “Hey, babe. I’m just waiting for Forrest to finish getting dressed. No, I’m not slowing him down,” I chuckled. “I’m in the kitchen. Do me a favor and put Shannon on for a sec. Thanks.”
“Here she is, Layton,” Alex said.
“Good morning, how can I help you?” Shannon said.
“If I give you a name can you find out if the organization has any info on him.”
“Can do,” Shannon said. “What’s the name?”
I gave her the name Forrest had given me, thanked her, then closed my cell and put it in my pocket. Something definitely didn’t feel right about what happened between Forrest and his ex, Scott Woods.
Chapter 61
Farewell to All
BY THE TIME Forrest and I got to the guesthouse, Alex was there with Lucky by his feet. Also in attendance were: Mrs. Carson, Miss Maribelle, Shannon, Elise, Rory, Nathan, and Nellie—who was dressed in a tweed jacket with brown suede shorts and cowboy boots. The biggest surprise was seeing Delilah and her grandmother seated on the sofa. M
rs. Carson and Miss Maribelle sat in the chairs across from them, while Nathan sat in a straight chair that had been moved from the kitchen into the living room. Everyone else was standing.
“Aren’t the three of them exactly as I said—birds of a feather?” Nathan said, looking at Forrest and me. “All in flip-flops. It’s rare enough to find a man with a foot fetish, I would think, And we have three of them right here at the court.”
“It’s not as a rare a fetish as you might think,” Mrs. Benton said.
“Aren’t you making a wild assumption there, Nathan?” Shannon said.
“I know Forrest… and the other two have a foot fetishist look about them,” Nathan said, then grinned.
“It’s nice to see you again, Mrs. Benton… Delilah,” I said, hoping to steer the conversation away from feet. “You didn’t come here just to see Alex and me off, did you?”
“Doesn’t someone think mighty highly of himself today,” Miss Maribelle said, then chuckled. “We’re planning what we’re going to say to reporters and at our conference.”
“Feel free to have the conference at the court,” I said. “Just give us the date ahead of time so we can arrange not to be around.”
“Alex already volunteered Carson Court,” Mrs. Carson said.
“He’s always one step ahead of me,” I said, then looked at Forrest, smiled, and winked. I looked at the group again and caught Rory raising his eyebrows at me and smiling. He’d figured us out—not such a hard thing to do.
“Really bro, I’d think the force would give you a couple days off to go with Layton and Alex to Mt. Ore,” Rory said. “Alex told us he and Layton invited you along on their short vacation.
“I probably could get some time off,” Forrest said. “But I already told Layton that he and Alex need a few days to themselves to recuperate from this place. We’re used to it here… they’ve had intense immersive therapy.”
“They don’t seem too bothered to me,” Elise said. “They look quite content as a matter of fact.”