Brennan nodded even as he kept kissing me. I gave him a few gentle thrusts with my hips as I rolled the condom down his shaft and I felt it swell in my hand. A glance down showed Tristan was enjoying the show because he was carefully stroking his reddened cock. He definitely wasn’t going to last long. I gently pushed Brennan back down and then guided his cock back to Tristan’s opening. Once he was fully seated, I took over both my men’s pleasure so that all they would have to do was feel.
I surged into Brennan hard, causing him to slam forward into Tristan. I paused before doing it again. I tortured both men over and over until Brennan began begging me for more. I managed to maneuver our positions enough that I hoped he would hit that spot deep inside Tristan as I hit his, but I didn’t know I’d managed it until Tristan screamed out in relief on the very next thrust. One more and Brennan was going over for the second time, my name on his lips. My own body gave in when Brennan’s inner muscles gripped my cock in a brutal hold. The orgasm washed over me in a symphony of colors and then I was collapsing on top of Brennan. I managed to brace some of my weight on one of my arms so that we wouldn’t crush Tristan, but he seemed unconcerned because he was lying dreamily beneath Brennan, his dark eyes a dusky, smoky color.
When I had enough energy to move, I pulled free of Brennan and went to the bathroom to get some washcloths. By the time we were back under the covers, Tristan was nearly out again and he’d resumed his position of being snuggled up to Brennan’s front. Which meant I got to play with his back and ass.
“You’re still going to do it, right?” Tristan asked half-heartedly.
“Do what?” I asked.
“Fuck me at family dinners.”
I laughed and said, “Yeah, Tristan, we are.”
“Good,” was all he said and I saw his mouth lift into a smile even as his breathing evened out.
I chuckled at that and then my eyes connected with Brennan’s. I mouthed the words I love you to him since I didn’t want to risk waking Tristan again and I had no trouble understanding his silent response that accompanied the soft smile that spread across his beautiful mouth.
I know.
His hand reached across Tristan just as his eyes fell closed and I felt his fingers wrap around my arm. In the past, the move would have had me counting the minutes until he was asleep so I could get out of the bed. But now, all I could do, all I wanted to do, was watch my men sleep.
Because I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
The End