by Alie Nolan
SEVENTEEN
Elliott
I awoke to the sound of soft breaths and little snores, and I pried my tired eyes open. It took a few moments for them to adjust to the early morning light flooding the room.
Glancing over, I saw Caleb and Matty both still sleeping, wrapped around each other, and was reminded just how incredible the night before had been.
I’d been worried—and I’d seen the same worry on Caleb’s face—that Matty was going to end things with us before they even got started. When he’d sat us down, I’d prepared myself for him to tell us he couldn’t do this anymore, that he was pulling the plug on the whole thing, and it was in that moment that I realised just how deeply I already felt about him.
It had felt like Matty was seconds away from ripping my heart out.
He hadn’t ripped my heart out though—quite the opposite. He’d admitted, whether it was intentional or not, that we were in a relationship.
As I’d lain in bed the night before, listening to Caleb and Matty’s breathing even out as they drifted off to sleep, I’d wondered if it was crazy to be this attached to someone I’d only been on one proper date with, hadn’t technically had sex with, and who was a stranger to me only a month ago.
But as I watch my men fall asleep together, I realised I’d always felt something for Matty. Even though I’d never met him, Caleb had told me so much about him over the years, and the way he’d spoken about him with such love and adoration, it had made me care for and appreciate him, just for bringing so much joy to the love of my life.
I felt like I knew him as well as Caleb had, and if it were anyone but Matty, I doubted I’d have jumped in headfirst like I had.
The fact that Matty hadn’t had anal sex with anyone before had been a shock, and I knew we needed to have a discussion soon about what all three of us were comfortable with, moving forward. I didn’t want anyone to feel blindsided or pressured into anything they weren’t comfortable with. It was important that we start this relationship with open and honest communication—something we were doing pretty well at so far.
I peeked over the two sleeping men to check the time on the clock on Caleb’s bedside table. It was later than we usually woke up, but thankfully not too late, because the bakery was supposed to be open today.
I didn’t want to wake either of them, but Caleb and I needed to get up and head to work. It was Sunday, which meant that Matty didn’t have to work, so I tried my best to wake Caleb without waking Matty.
I gingerly reached over Matty to stroke Caleb’s hair out of his face. His sleepy eyes fluttered a few times before slowly opening and meeting mine. His mouth tipped up in a sleepy, sated smile. I wanted to lean over and kiss him, but if I did, it would probably have woken Matty up between us, so I resisted.
“Morning,” I whispered, trying to keep my voice as quiet as I could.
“Morning,” he murmured almost silently.
“We need to get up,” I brushed his cheek with my thumb, being careful not to rest the weight of my arm on Matty. “We’re already running a little late.”
“No,” Matty grumbled between us. He looked between Elliott and me a few times before he grabbed hold of the arm that was reaching over him and pulled it tightly around his middle. He did the same with Caleb, taking one of his hands and wrapping it around him. Matty was so fucking adorable. He snuggled himself in our embrace and let out a contented sigh as his eyes drifted closed again. “Better,” he whispered. “No work. Bed. All day.”
Caleb and I chuckled, and both cuddled him, sandwiching him between us.
“We need to open the bakery,” I whispered into Matty’s ear, and placed a soft kiss to the top of his head. “You can stay here, get some more sleep, stay as long as you want.”
I wanted him to know that just because we needed to leave, didn’t mean we didn’t want him in our home.
Matty shifted and rolled over, still wrapped up in my and Caleb’s arms, but now facing me. “Can I come with you? To the bakery, I mean.” He asked.
“Of course, you can,” I smiled.
“We would love you to come hang out with us at the bakery today,” Caleb expressed.
I kissed Matty; sleepy, lazy kisses, before pulling away, lifting myself to rest on my elbow and leaning over Matty to do the same to Caleb.
I was pretty sure I’d died in my sleep and woken up in heaven, because this was officially the best way to start the day.
Caleb’s tongue sought entry into my mouth, and I opened willingly to him, letting him deepen the kiss.
Matty moaned between us. The moan was barely above a whisper, but it was more than enough to have my cock taking notice. I pulled back and looked down at the beautiful man beneath us. He was watching us, his gaze hungry and his bottom lip pulled between his teeth.
“Fuck, you two are so hot,” Matty groaned between us.
I could feel his cock starting to harden against my leg, and I wanted to reach down between us and take him apart with my hand.
Matty said he’d shared handjobs and blowjobs with men before, so I hoped that meant he was ready for that with us too—if he wasn’t, that was fine, I’d give him as much time as he needed. Even if he wanted to just watch Caleb and me for this rest of time, that would be fine too. Whatever he wanted.
“What do you want?” Caleb asked quietly in Matty’s ear.
“For one of you to touch me.” He thrust his hips, grinding his erection against me.
Caleb reached his hand around Matty and fisted his cock, giving it a few slow strokes.
“Like this?” Caleb asked.
“Yes,” he breathed.
I kissed Matty, fucking his mouth with my tongue as Caleb jacked him.
I watched as Caleb kissed and nipped his way down the side of Matty’s neck, and down his shoulder. Matty was writhing between us, and I wanted so badly to get my mouth on more of him… all of him.
“Can I suck you off?” I requested, and Matty’s eyes flew open to meet my gaze.
Matty nodded, looking a little like a horny bobblehead.
I slid down the bed, under the duvet, until I was at face level with Matty’s cock.
Caleb’s fist was pumping up and down Matty’s erection in measured strokes, but when I’d situated myself, Caleb held the base of Matty’s cock and angled it towards me, feeding it to me.
I rested my hand on Matty’s thigh, and placed a series of open-mouthed kiss down his taut stomach before I swirled my tongue around his crown and he bucked his hips a little, letting out the most obscene moan I’d ever heard in my life. I lapped at his slit, enjoying the tangy taste of his pre-cum, and he reached down and grabbed a fistful of my hair—not too tightly that it hurt, but enough that I could tell how desperate he was for more.
I took him in, relaxing my throat and swallowing his length until my chin met Caleb’s hand at the base.
I heard Caleb murmur something to Matty, but I couldn’t hear what he’d said, nor what Matty’s response was. I didn’t care though, all that mattered to me in that moment was making Matty come. It was my sole focus… well, that and doing something about my own arousal.
My cock was painfully hard, and I ground it against Matty’s legs in an attempt to find some friction.
I reached between us, taking myself in hand and giving my erection a few rough tugs.
Caleb released the base of Matty’s erection and pulled his hand away. I assumed from the moan that Caleb let out, that his hand had found its way to his own cock.
Matty writhed as I hollowed out my cheeks, increasing the pressure and speed of the suction on his erection, and it only took a few minutes before the hand tangled in my hair started tightening, and I heard him whimper. “Going… to…”
I increased my pace, sucking him so deeply that my nose was pressed against the dark curls at the base of his length.
“Holy shit,” Matty cursed, as he emptied his release down my throat. I savoured every last drop before letting his softening cock slip free o
f my mouth.
It only took a few strokes of my own erection before I came, cum dribbling down my hand and onto the bed, as I listened to what I knew was the sound of Caleb coming.
Holy shit.
Sex with Caleb had always been incredible, but it was just… more when it was the three of us.
When I shuffled back up the bed and poked my head out of the duvet, I saw the two of them sharing lazy kisses, and my heart felt like it could burst out of my chest watching them.
Unfortunately though, we had things to do today, and we needed to get up.
I got out of bed and cleared my throat to get their attention.
“Okay, time to get up,” I insisted, but couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped me when both of them pouted at me.
EIGHTEEN
Caleb
I stood at the door of the bakery’s kitchen and watched as Elliott wiped a piece of icing from the corner of Matty’s mouth with his thumb, before Matty sucked the thumb into his mouth, eliciting a deep moan from Elliott.
Fuck, they were so hot.
They started kissing, a kiss filled with so much lust that I had to press a firm hand to my crotch to get my cock to behave itself. The contact of the hand over my thickening erection, mixed with the sight of Elliott and Matty in a passionate embrace, just made me harder.
A growl escaped me, and Matty pulled back from the kiss and whipped his head around to me.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, a flush turning his face an adorable shade of pink.
“For what?” I asked.
“Um…” he shrugged. “Are we allowed to kiss, and do… stuff when it’s not all three of us?”
Good question.
It was one of the reasons we needed to have a talk about the boundaries of this relationship and make sure we were all on the same page.
It was after hours now, and the bakery was closed—Matty had hung out there all day with us after Elliott had forced us to get out of bed that morning—so no one would come in and interrupt us. No time like the present, I guessed.
“I’ve been hoping this would come up at some point,” I said.
“You have?” Matty questioned.
I nodded. “Yeah, I think we should talk about things like that, you know, like boundaries of what we’re all comfortable with. Elliott and I haven’t ever been in a relationship like this before, and I’m assuming you haven’t either.” Matty shook his head. “Okay then, let’s talk.”
The three of us walked out to the main area of the bakery, leaving the mess Matty and Elliott were in the middle of cleaning, and sat around one of the small tables.
“First off, I’d like us to be a closed relationship,” I said.
“Like, we don’t date anyone else outside the three of us?” Matty asked.
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Me too,” Matty said.
“Me three,” Elliott added.
“Perfect, that’s one thing settled,” I smiled. “Next, where do we stand on keeping this a secret?”
Elliott’s hand was tenderly stroking Matty’s hand where it rested on the table, and one of them was playing footsie with me under the table, but were doing a damn good job of hiding it, because I couldn’t work out which of them it was.
I enjoyed that all of us were tactile, and liked to be touching in some way or another when we could.
“My only concern is Jake,” Matty sighed. “Well, I’m slightly nervous about the rest of the family too, but mostly Jake. I really don’t want to hurt him. It’s the reason I never told him about us to begin with.”
“You know him better than I do,” I said. “Do you think he’d take it badly?”
Matty shrugged. “I honestly have no idea. I know if it were anyone else, he wouldn’t care about me being in a poly relationship… but I can’t gauge how he’ll feel about the two of us, especially if he finds out that I’m the reason you left him.” Anguish crossed Matty’s face, and it was like a stab to the heart.
“It wasn’t your fault that I left, Matty,” I reached across the table and took his hand in mine. “I wouldn’t have traded what we had… have… for anything, not even the possibility of staying at Little Hollow. Please trust me on that, okay?”
Matty chewed his bottom lip, but nodded. “Okay.”
“So, we wait to tell Jake?” Elliott asked.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I answered. “Just until we know for sure how he’ll react. The last thing I want to do is hurt him, again.”
We all agreed to keep things under wraps, just for a little while. Wait to tell any of the Logans until we were ready to tell Jake—if we told one person, it might somehow get back to Jake, and when we did eventually tell him, we needed to be the ones that did it.
I had no problem with that because I didn’t see Matty’s family very often, but I did worry about Matty having to keep this a secret from them, because he saw them all the time.
“What’s next?” Elliott asked.
“Doing things in twos,” Matty declared.
“Okay, well, I have absolutely no issue you with two doing whatever you want when I’m not around,” I said. “Dates, kissing, fucking, whatever we would do as a three, you can do as a two. How do you two feel about it?”
“I feel the same,” Elliott added.
“Same,” Matty smiled.
“Right then, last item on the agenda,” I smirked. “Getting tested.”
Matty’s eyes widened.
“I totally understand if you’re not ready for more than what we did this morning,” I told Matty. “I just thought, since we’ve agreed to be exclusive, it wouldn’t hurt for the three of us to go get tested.”
The idea of getting to eventually fuck Matty bare had all the blood in my body rushing south.
I would never pressure him into anything he wasn’t ready for, but when and if he was ready, it was going to be fucking incredible.
He nodded, and Elliott did the same.
“Perfect, is there anything else?” I asked them both.
“I don’t think so,” Elliott said.
“Then can we go back to kissing?” Matty giggled.
“Of course,” I motioned for Matty to do whatever he pleased, and he sprung out of his seat and into Elliott’s lap.
The three of us burst out laughing at his eagerness, before Matty returned to kissing Elliott the way he’d been when I walked into the kitchen.
Elliott and I stumbled into our bedroom, hands grasping each other’s clothes as we tried to tear them off without breaking our kiss.
After our discussion at the bakery, the three of us had shared kisses and lingering touches, but it hadn’t gone any further. Matty had needed to head home because it already looked suspicious that he’d ‘been at Wyatt’s all night’ and we thought Max might catch him in the lie if he stayed too long.
I knew Matty, so I knew out of everyone, lying to Max was going to be the hardest for him. There was a part of me that wanted to tell him to just tell Max, so he didn’t have to lie to his twin brother.
“Off,” Elliott panted as he tugged at the waistband of my trousers. I did as he said, peeling myself out of the trousers and tossing them across the room.
I loved it when he got bossy with me.
Elliott stood at the bottom of the bed and removed his clothes, tossing his shirt onto the floor, his jeans landing on the bed beside him.
I wanted to run my tongue over every inch of his skin.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, inhaling deeply as I pressed my face to his thigh before running my tongue up the inside.
My tongue reached his balls, and I sucked one into my mouth, before doing the same to the other. Elliott moaned, and his body swayed, struggling to keep himself steady.
His fisted his hard cock, the head swollen and leaking pre-cum, and angled it towards me, brushing it softly against my bottom lip.
I opened for him, and he fed it to me slowly, so my throat had time to relax and take him down to the root. His cock was
long and thick, and I loved how full I felt with it inside me—arse or mouth, I didn’t care—I struggled to swallow around it as he began slowly fucking in and out of my mouth, holding the back of my head to keep me in place.
“Fuck, so good. I love watching you on your knees for me.” he breathed. “Don’t move.”
He twisted his body slightly, and his erection slipped out of my mouth a little, but not all the way. I heard rustling fabric—his jeans?—but couldn’t see what he was doing from my position.
I looked up at him as he twisted back towards me and saw that he was now holding his phone.
“Keep sucking me,” he demanded, and I did as he said, bobbing my head up and down his length, increasing the suction and teasing the underside of his length with my tongue.
“Look at me,” he growled, and as I looked up, I saw that he was pointing his phone in my direction. “Smile for Matty,” he smirked.
I couldn’t smile with my mouth so full, but I looked directly into the lens, my erection aching between my legs at the idea of Elliott sending that photo to Matty.
I moaned around him, sending vibrations through his cock that made him moan too.
He tapped his phone a few times, before throwing it onto the bed and returning his attention to me.
He began thrusting into my willing mouth again.
It wasn’t long before Elliott moaned, “Shit… gonna cum…”
His hot cum shot down my throat as he came, his body arched over mine as he held my head in place.
The weight of his cock on my tongue, the taste of his cum, the sound of him gasping for air… it was perfect.
It was always perfect with Elliott… and now with Matty too.
I was the luckiest man alive.
NINETEEN
Matty
I unlocked the front door of Max’s and my house and kicked off my shoes as I stepped inside.
Max appeared in the doorway to the lounge.
“Alright, dirty stop-out, where the fuck have you been?” He demanded.
“I-I,” I stammered. “I spent the night at Wyatt’s,” I lied. “After we went out, it was late, so I crashed on his sofa.”