Page 368 of Seasons of Love
As hard as it was to give up Mal’s lips, I was eager to taste Griff, so I did as I was told.
When my eyes met his, my heart skipped a beat, and once again, my body was torn in two.
I was burning red hot as Mal reached for the button of my pants and pulled them down to my knees, but I was also hypnotized by the pure innocence in Griff’s eyes. It was like he’d been born to care about everything, care for his husband, care…for me.
“I…I need you to know I never do this,” I said, my gut telling me I needed to say the words, especially for Griff. “I’ve never done it before.”
Mal’s hands stopped where they were resting on my stomach as he took his turn sucking on the skin behind my neck. I was now thankful I hadn’t had time to have that haircut after all.
“You’ve never…” he trailed.
“Oh no. I have…” I blurted, looking behind me at him and then turning to Griff. “I’ve had sex. I mean, I’m twenty-nine. I just…I’ve never done it with guests. Um…or with two guys at the same time.”
Suddenly there was a bridge of communication passing over my head. My stomach sunk as I realized they were going to give me an out.
I thought back to my call with Zak. We’d been friends since we’d become roommates after I’d answered his ad on the college notice board. We’d been fucking just as long.
With Zak and me, there were no feelings, no mess. It was easy. We knew as soon as we graduated that we’d go our separate ways, and twenty years from now, when we met up, we’d be complaining about our spouses and reminiscing about the hot sex we had in college. That was our agreement, and it was still valid. I liked it because it was clean and easy.
“No,” I said, louder than I expected. I didn’t want clean. I didn’t want easy. “I don’t want to go. Please, I want to feel.”
I looked into Griff’s eyes as I pleaded. He caressed my face gently, and then his hand moved to the back of my neck to pull me in for a kiss.
Griff’s mouth was everything I hoped for and more. Soft and sweet like cotton candy.
I gasped into his mouth when I felt cool lube and a thick finger pressing against my hole.
“Fuck, you look so good like this, Jake,” Mal said in a thick, deep voice. I wanted to reach behind me to feel his erection, but Griff picked that moment to guide my hand toward his jeans.
His kiss became more insistent as I popped the buttons and took his cock into my hand. Okay…so they…were both extra-large.
“Take us both, Jake,” Griff said, barely letting go of my mouth.
I cried out a curse when the velvety soft skin of Griff’s cock rubbed against mine. I gripped us harder and pushed into him.
“Lift your leg over his, Jake.”
This was what I wanted. No thinking required. Mal said, so I did. So simple, so good.
In this position, I was able to hold more of my cock and Griff’s together and open up for Mal, which I realized was his intention when I felt a lubed finger push its way inside.
“Fuck,” I shouted.
Mal’s gentle hand on my back as he kept adding more fingers and stretching me was like being spanked and then caressed to take away the sting. Hard and soft at the same time.
Griff let go of my lips long enough for me to look behind and see Mal guide his thick cock inside me.
His eyes met mine when there was a little resistance. That blue ocean I was swimming in was destined to never be stormy. He too was born to look after others.
The position made it hard to kiss him. I tried to move, which was when I realized my pants were still halfway down my legs and my shirt was pulled up.
We were all still dressed. Which, in a perverted way, felt dirtier than if we’d all been naked.
Clothing implied the rushed need to get to that beautiful release. The one I hadn’t had in weeks, from anything other than my own hand.
“You look so beautiful, Jake. That’s it, take all of him. Mal is going to make you feel so good. We both are.”
I nodded, powerless to do anything else but feel as both men took charge of my body.
