Page 455 of Seasons of Love
“Mal…I…fuck…god…so good. So, so good.” I gasped for air as Griff bottomed out inside me.
“So perfect, Jake,” Griff said. “You look so perfect. You feel so perfect. I’m going to let you adjust before I move, okay?”
“No, do it, Griff. Please.”
My cock had gone soft but was hardening back up under Mal’s touch. I felt so deliciously full, and it was as if every inch of my being was touched by these two men.
I felt Griff’s breaths on my back, and his hands gripped my sides so hard I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow.
He was already moving in and out of me, but Mal had remained still. His face was full of focus, but then something snapped, and he pulled out a little before pushing back in.
I stopped being able to tell which one was moving as I became a giant ball of need, ready to burst, to be taken to a new existential plane where I could float.
Groans, mingled breaths, sweat, skin slapping against skin. Even without the visual, I knew we were beautiful. We were perfect together.
My orgasm hit me before I could even tell it was coming. Rope after rope of cum spilled onto Mal’s chest.
My eyesight went dark for a moment, and then there was nothing but stars and happiness. I heard both of them come in turn, but I couldn't feel anything else other than lightness.
I winced when Griff pulled out slowly, and I felt empty when Mal’s cock slid out, but I couldn’t move.
Griff took care of the condoms. That much I could tell from the rustling of the bedsheets behind me.
I was still straddling Mal. My head resting on my arms over his chest.
His heart was beating so fast, and his breathing was still erratic.
His hands on my damp hair were like heaven, and then Griff joined us, adding his hand to Mal’s on my head, soothing me and making me feel all the feelings I’d never thought were possible.
All of my life, I’d been an extra. Sure, I’d been picked up, looked after, and loved, but never before had I felt so much like I belonged.
Belonging was more than love. Belonging meant you had a place, you were important, worthy. And now I belonged. I belonged in the arms of these two wonderful men that had been ready to open their bubble up to include me.
I didn’t realize I was crying until Mal wrapped his arms around me, and I opened my eyes to meet Griff’s as he wiped the tears off my face.
“I love…I love you so much,” I said. My voice was strained, but I needed them to know. “Mal, I love you. I…I’m sorry if this is too much, too heavy, too…I don’t know…just too…”
“Shh…” he said, rubbing his arms up and down my back.
Griff looked like he was on the verge of crying too. Something in his eyes told me he knew exactly how I felt, how important this moment was. I held his hand and kissed it.
Then I looked up at Mal. His face was full of wonder and confusion.
I’d had the words back from Griff already, but Mal hadn’t said anything yet.
Then again, we were just coming down from the orgasm of a lifetime, and I sprung a love declaration on him, tears and all.
We stayed in silence for a long time. It was comfortable…until it wasn’t.
At some point, Mal stopped his caress on my back, and when I looked at him, his head was turned away, and he looked like he was a thousand miles away.
I stood up. “I…um, I should go back home.”
“Jake…” Griff said, reaching out to me.
“I’ll just clean up in the bathroom, and then I’ll go.”
It took me a minute to locate all the clothes we’d discarded on the floor earlier, and then I closed myself in the bathroom.
