by Alie Nolan
“Yes, definitely a yes,” he chuckled, running his hands through the hair on Elliott’s chest, before placing a trail of kisses across the broad expanse of Elliott’s torso. I watched as all the tension left Elliott’s body, and he relaxed under Matty’s touches.
Matty hopped onto the bed, and lay in the centre on his back, watching Elliott and I with an intense gaze, exploring our bodies with his eyes.
“How are we doing this?” Matty asked.
I shrugged, happy to leave it up to him, and Elliott.
“I have an idea,” Elliott said.
Elliott stalked towards the bed, and I gently tossed the bottle of lube onto the mattress and followed him.
We flanked Matty, lying on either side of him, both tenderly stroking every millimetre of his exposed skin as we took turns kissing him.
I trailed kisses down Matty’s neck, before moving to his chest. I flicked my tongue across his nipple, and he let out a breathy moan and arched his back off the bed.
Elliott sought out the lube. “We’re going to prep you together,” Elliott told Matty.
“Okay,” Matty panted.
Elliott and I both coated our fingers in lube, and I continued to tease his nipples while Elliott kissed him again.
I used my lubed hand to give Matty’s erection a few slow strokes, and watched Elliott’s hand dip lower. I needed to feel what he was doing to Matty, so I let go of his cock and my hand joined Elliott’s.
We both circled the puckered skin of his hole, teasing him as he adjusted to the sensation of being touched there. Our fingers occasionally bumped into each other, and for a brief second Elliott’s slippery finger stroked the back of my hand. I looked up to see him smiling at me over Matty, who had his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.
Elliott looked so happy, so content, so beautiful.
I continued to circle Matty’s entrance as Elliott’s index finger slipped inside.
“Fuck,” Matty moaned, and I could feel his hole tighten around the intrusion.
I could only imagine how tight he would be when one of us was fucking him. Just the thought of it had pre-cum leaking from the head of my erection.
“Okay?” I asked.
“Yes,” Matty breathed. “I’m good. Keep going.”
Elliott’s finger pushed in a little deeper before pulling out and repeating the action. It didn’t take long until I could feel Elliott’s finger gliding in and out with ease, so I lined my finger up with his, and slowly pushed my finger in beside it.
Matty’s channel clenched around us—just as tight as I’d imagined it being—and I crooked my finger and gently brushed over his prostate.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Matty writhed between us. “More.”
I did it again, and again, until Matty was easily taking one of my fingers, and two of Elliott’s.
We slipped our finger’s free of Matty’s body and he let out a small noise of protest before Elliott spoke. “Caleb’s going to fuck you, okay?” he asked Matty, and Matty nodded. “While I fuck him.” he added.
Matty’s eyes grew wide, and his nodding became frantic.
Elliott rose an eyebrow in my direction and smirked.
It was going to be our fantasy come to life.
I fucking loved him.
Elliott and I stood from the bed, and Matty shuffled lower, so he was closer to the end of the bed. I picked up the bottle of lube and walked around to the end. Matty lay spread out over the mattress, waiting for me. He was stunning, and so eager, I was confident I was going to last all of two seconds once I was inside him.
I quickly lubed my erection, adding a little more to Matty’s hole and cock as well, before handing the bottle to Elliott, who was standing behind me, kissing his way down the side of my neck.
Matty watched us with a hungry look, and reached for his cock, giving it a few rough strokes.
“Ready?” I asked Matty.
“Ready,” he confirmed, and I came to stand between his spread legs.
I lined myself up with his entrance, and pushed in, barely an inch at first, giving him time to adjust.
He panted and moaned, his hole fluttering around my cock. “Keep going,” he encouraged.
So, I did. I slowly slid in until I was fully seated inside him, the tight heat of him fully surrounding my cock. I leaned over him and kissed him fervently.
I felt Elliott’s slick finger brush against my hole before it plunged inside. I was well practised at bottoming—unlike Matty—so I didn’t need as much prep as he did.
Elliott’s finger quickly became two, and I slid out of Matty a little before pushing back in.
Simultaneously fucking Matty, and Elliott’s fingers.
It felt like I’d died and gone to heaven, but I knew it was going to feel so much better when it was Elliott’s cock instead of his fingers.
I gently thrust my hips, watching Matty’s facial expressions for any pain or discomfort.
I didn’t find any. All I saw on Matty’s beautiful face was desire and pleasure.
Elliott pulled his fingers out, and the head of his erection nudged at my entrance. He pushed in, fully seated in one thrust, and he leaned over me, kissing my shoulder.
Sandwiched between both of their bodies, their sweat-slicked skin pressing against me, and the sounds of their moans surrounding me. It was the most incredible feeling in the world.
Elliott’s pace started off slow, but quickly picked up, until he was thrusting into me harder and faster.
Every time he pulled back, I slid out of Matty a little, and as he pounded back into me, he pushed me further into Matty.
Elliott was fucking Matty through me.
“Harder,” Matty breathed. “El, fuck him into me harder.”
“Better than the fantasy, isn’t it?” Elliott whispered into my ear, before changing the angle of his cock and brushing over my prostate.
I cried out, moaning and pushing back onto Elliott’s cock.
“So much better,” I panted and turned my head to kiss Elliott over my shoulder.
His tongue tangled with mine, and he nipped and sucked at my bottom lip.
We broke apart at the sound of a desperate moan below us.
Matty was looking up at us with a lust-filled gaze as he frantically jacked his cock.
“Come for us,” Elliott growled, and thrust into me… us… ruthlessly.
“Fuck, shit, gonna come,” Matty panted. His free hand reached out and gripped my abs as he curled in on himself. His channel tightened around me as he shouted and ropes of cum painted his chest and stomach.
Watching him come, with me buried deep inside him, was one of the hottest things I’d ever experienced, and I was sure my brain was short-circuiting.
Matty relaxed back down onto the bed, but continued to watch us intently.
Elliott bit down on my shoulder. “Come in him,” he instructed. “Make him ours.”
His words—the same words he’d used the first time we’d fantasised about Matty—sent me barrelling over the edge. My orgasm crashing into me in endless waves of pleasure, as I filled Matty with my release.
Elliott groaned and wrapped his arms around my chest as his thrusts lost their rhythm. He held me still as he came inside me, the heat of his cum burning my inner walls.
“So fucking hot,” Matty whined and writhed under me.
I leaned down and licked across his chest, gathering up as much of his cum as I could, before turning and kissing Elliott, the salty taste of Matty’s release swirling around our tongues.
I returned my mouth to Matty’s and kissed him too, letting him taste himself on my lips.
My softening cock slipped out of Matty, and Elliott slowly pulled out of me too.
Elliott and I flopped back down on either side of Matty, and the three of us shared sated kisses for a while before Elliott spoke.
“Was that okay?” Elliott asked Matty.
“Seriously?” Matty chuckled. “That was fucking incredible.”
Ellio
tt and I joined Matty in his laughter.
“I’m glad we made it good for you,” I told him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.
“More than good,” he smiled.
We moved up the bed a little, so our heads were on the pillows, and just held each other for a while. The cum on Matty’s chest was drying, and the cum inside me was dripping down the back of my thigh—we needed to get cleaned up sooner or later, but I was leaning fully on the side of later.
“What fantasy?” Matty asked.
“Huh?” I said dumbly.
He smiled and kissed me before going on. “During,” he began. “I heard you…” he looked at Elliott. “…ask Caleb whether it was better than the fantasy, or something like that.”
Elliott nodded.
“We…” I trailed off, wondering whether Matty would care that we’d roleplayed the idea of having sex with him before we’d even brought up the idea of dating him. I doubted he’d actually mind too much, so I told him. “Before we were together,” I gestured between the three of us, so he knew I was talking about before the three of us were together, and not before Elliott and I were together. “We had this kind of… fantasy roleplay thing, where we would pretend that you were with us. Elliott would put a suction fleshlight on the wall and fuck me into it, while telling me it was you.”
Matty’s spent cock twitched on his stomach as though it was trying to wake up for another round.
“Jesus Christ, that’s…” he said breathlessly. “…so hot.”
“No, this,” I motioned to the mess on Matty’s stomach. “Is hot. The real thing by far outweighed the fantasy.”
“Good to know,” Matty smiled proudly, and gave each of us another kiss.
TWENTY-TWO
Matty
Wyatt and I were taking a long lunch break, enjoying the sunshine, sitting by the lake that was on the Little Hollow property. We’d decided not to waste the lovely weather by sitting inside somewhere to eat our lunch, and Wyatt suggested we drive over and sit by the lake.
It was the perfect spot for an impromptu picnic. The lake was surrounded by trees, so you couldn’t see any of the houses from where we were sitting, and the sun overhead was reflecting off the still water.
We sat down on the grass and retrieved the sandwiches we’d brought from the corner shop out of Wyatt’s backpack.
“You look happy,” Wyatt said knowingly, a smile teasing his lips before he took a bite of his sandwich.
“I am,” I smiled, a smile so big it hurt my lips.
I was happy. Happier than I ever remembered feeling before.
“I take it that’s down to a certain pair of married men?” He teased.
I nodded.
“You going to at least tell me their names now?” He asked.
I supposed it wouldn’t hurt. I trusted Wyatt not to tell anyone else.
“You can’t say anything to anyone,” I told him, and he nodded and motioned zipping his lips closed. “Caleb and Elliott,” I said quickly.
Wyatt choked on his bite of sandwich and rushed to take a drink of his water to stop the coughing fit. “I’m sorry,” he exclaimed. “Are we talking about Caleb and Elliott, as in… the drop-dead gorgeous couple who were at your birthday party, Caleb and Elliott… Jake’s long-lost brother and brother-in-law, Caleb and Elliott? Oh. My. God. You said one was your ex. Does that mean that you and Caleb were a thing when you lot were kids?” He babbled.
“That Caleb and Elliott, yes,” I chuckled.
Wyatt sucked in air, trying to calm himself from both the choking and the breathless rambling.
I told Wyatt the brief story of Caleb and me as teenagers, and then reuniting with him, and meeting Elliott. Wyatt listened intently, and I swore I could see his eyes forming into literally heart shapes as I spoke about how much I cared about them both, and how happy I was that I decided to give dating them a go.
“Eeek,” he squeaked. “That’s so romantic. And I’m so fucking jealous,” he pouted playfully. “I can’t even find one boyfriend, how come you get two?”
I chuckled. “You’ll find someone, I promise. Your perfect man is just waiting to bump into you somewhere, I can feel it.”
I really hoped I was right, because Wyatt was such a lovely person, and he deserved to find happiness with someone who appreciated how incredible he was.
“Have you slept with them?” He asked excitedly.
I nodded shyly.
“Wooo,” he shouted.
“Shhh,” I hushed him, looking around. I knew that no one was there, but I couldn’t be sure that other Logans hadn’t had the same picnic by the lake idea and had wandered down, only to overhear Wyatt making a scene.
“Sorry,” he mouthed. “Wooo,” he whispered and did a little dance, flailing his arms around as he quietly cheered.
We both broke out into laughter, because he was ridiculous.
“Tell me everything,” he demanded. “Who tops? Who bottoms? Do the three of you all take turns, or is it like a free-for-all? I need all the details.”
I chuckled.
Wyatt had always been very invested in my sex life, or my non-existent sex life as it were, so I knew I was going to get a million questions from him.
“They’re both vers,” I started, and I paused to think about how to continue. Wyatt gestured in a ‘hurry up’ signal, clearly on the edge of his seat for more information. “We’ve only done it once, but Caleb fucked me, while Elliott fucked him.”
“Holy shit,” Wyatt fanned himself and lay down dramatically on the grass. “That’s so fucking hot.”
I chuckled and nodded.
“I’m so happy for you,” he said, turning so he was lying on his side, facing me. “I can tell they’re special. I mean, they have to be for you to sleep with them.”
“I can’t really explain it. Things with them are just so different from anything I’ve experienced before. But it makes sense why nothing ever worked with any of the other guys I tried dating. It’s like, without even knowing it, I’ve spent the last ten years waiting for them. Both of them.”
“Aww,” Wyatt said. “That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.”
I lay down next to him, both of us shielding our eyes as we looked up at the bright, cloudless sky.
“So, I take it this is staying on the DL from the family?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I sighed. “It is. We’ve told Max, but we’re worried about how the rest of the family, mostly Jake, will react. So, our current plan is to keep our relationship a secret until we come up with a better plan.”
“You know this could come back and majorly bite you in the arse, right?”
“No,” I gasped dramatically. “Why, thank you, Mr Fucking Obvious. I hadn’t considered that.” I poked in him the ribs, and he giggled and rolled away from me a little.
“Just saying,” he laughed.
“Yeah, we’re all aware that this could very easily go tits up. I don’t know what we should do though. What if Jake hates us if he finds out? What if he stops talking to Caleb? What if Ness and Steph shun them? They don’t have any other family, and I can’t imagine being the reason they lose this one too.”
Wyatt rubbed my arm comfortingly. “Babe, I’m sure it’ll work out fine. It’s a risk, sure, but your family are the most accepting and welcoming people on the entire planet… they’re kind to a fault. I really can’t imagine them shunning any of you.” he chuckled.
I nodded.
I really hoped he was right.
“Are they coming to the barbeque in a few weeks?” he asked.
“Yeah, Auntie Ness invited them,” I answered.
Every summer, my parents and aunts threw a barbeque at Little Hollow and invite the entire village. I was looking forward to it, like I always did, but I wished I wasn’t going to have to spend the entire day keeping my distance from the two men I was rapidly falling for.
“Well, I look forward to meeting them properly. I didn’t get much time to speak to them at your bi
rthday party.”
“Be nice to them. I like them, and I don’t want you scaring them off.”
He chuckled, and we fell into a comfortable silence as we looked back up at the sky.
Later that afternoon, I was back at work, waiting for my next client to arrive, when my phone vibrated.
It was a message in my group chat with Caleb and Elliott.
Elliott: Hey, M. Hope you’re having a great day. I was thinking you and I could go on a date this weekend. Just us two.
We’d talked about doing things in twos rather than all three of us, and we were all on the same page about it being important for the longevity of our relationship that we all have time to bond in pairs. This would be the first time we’d actually be putting that into practice, and I was excited about the prospect of getting to spend time with each of them one-on-one.
Me: I’d love that! What did you have in mind?
Elliott: I hadn’t got that far in my plans, lol. What do you think about going to the zoo?
Caleb: You should start with the zoo, and then go to dinner.
I chuckled, still surprised by how comfortable the situation was between us.
I mean, Caleb was literally helping his husband and his boyfriend plan a date together, without him.
Not everyone would be that comfortable with the situation, or be able to so smoothly slot a third into their relationship like they were. I thought to myself, not for the first time, about just how lucky I was to have them as my boyfriends.
Me: That sounds nice. Let’s do that.
Elliott: Zoo and dinner, it is then. :)
I quickly sent back a string of kissy-face emojis to them as someone knocked on my exam room door.
TWENTY-THREE
Elliott
I pulled into the car park at the zoo, and looked over to see Matty smiling like a kid on Christmas. I knew he adored animals—Caleb had told me that about him, long before I’d even met him—so the zoo had been the first place I thought to take him which I knew he’d enjoy.
Matty had driven his car to ours, and left it there, so we only needed to take one car to the zoo.