Three, Two, One (321)

“Fuck you,” JD says, giving Ark a push to the chest that sends him back a step. “Don’t throw the past up in my face. That’s just your chickenshit way of avoiding the real issue here.”

“Which is what?” Ark growls, giving JD a push back.

“You just don’t want to be invested. You don’t want to get your feelings hurt. You don’t want to have to compete with me. Hell, that’s probably the reason you never fuck on camera—”

“I got my dick sucked off on camera this week, didn’t I? I was the one who got our quota in on time this this week, wasn’t I?”

“Congratulations. You used some ex-whore girlfriend to meet the contact. So what? I don’t know who that bitch is. After four years, I still don’t know who that bitch is. Why is that?”

“What’s this got to do with now? Today? Blue? Me? You?”

JD takes a step forward, but his shoulders drop a little and his head turns a little, giving him the appearance of backing down as he gets closer. “You hide, Ark. You’re hiding. Whatever it was that made you leave Florida and come to Colorado, it’s still chasing you. And you’re hiding. You’re hiding behind a camera. Behind a computer. You’re hiding behind me, Ark. And you want Blue, just as much as I want Blue. And yet you’re gonna use me to push her away. You don’t like the kinky stuff, Ark? Is that what you want her to believe?”

“That’s not what I told her,” Ark snaps.

All this is news to me, so I get to my feet. Ark has secrets. And I’m very interested in knowing about them.

“I told her I’m not into abuse. She likes the pain. You like inflicting it. I’m not on board with that and I won’t look the other way.”

I place my hand on Ark’s bicep. He’s hot with anger, or desire, or maybe even frustration. Because he’s conflicted. I need to know what’s conflicting him.

“You want to control her, just like you want to control me.”

Ark clenches his jaw and rage fills his eyes.

“You want to tell her how to dress and how to fuck. You want to give her rules and limits and parameters.”

“To keep her safe. You want to slap her around and make her cry.”

“To keep her happy,” JD retorts back.

They stare at each other, JD naked, Ark clothed. Both men are still very hard. This is definitely turning them on. So I reach down and grab them both by the cocks. They look at me, surprised. Like they forgot I was here. “Don’t you want to know what I want?”

They just stare.

I look at JD first. “I don’t know why I need it, JD. I don’t know why the rough stuff turns me on. All I know is that I can’t help myself when it starts. That stuff… it’s exciting.” I look at Ark next. “Not always in a good way. I know it’s something I’ve been conditioned to because of…” I choose my words carefully. “Because of the arrangement I just came out of. But I can’t help that, Ark.”

“Blue,” he says, placing his palm over my cheek. “You just need to experience love without violence, that’s all.”

“I know,” I admit. “I want to do that with you.”

“But you won’t give up the pain?” His look of disappointment almost crushes me. I really do think he cares. I really do think he wants to offer me a way forward.

“JD is a good guy. You know this. You love him. He’s your friend. He’s a huge part of your life. And you trust him. Trust him with me.”

“Why the fuck should I share?”

“Because,” JD says calmly. “Because you, of all people, understand the idea of short-term sacrifices for long-term results.”

I begin to pump them slowly. Both men look at me, then each other. “Just join us, Ark,” JD says. “Just stop trying to control things and let it happen. One time, man. That’s it. One time, right now.”

“I’m not gay, JD. I’m not interested in fucking you in the ass.”

JD chuckles. “I’m not either, asshole. But I’m open to”—he looks down at me, then back up at Ark—“experimenting.”

“I’m not open to experimenting, either.”

I get in my knees and take Ark in my mouth, still pumping JD’s cock. Ark watches me for a few seconds as I twirl my tongue around his tip, thrusting it into the small opening. This makes him inhale sharply and then JD pushes on my head and guides me to take him deeper.

“You like that, though?” JD asks him. “You like when I tell her to suck you off? When I push her to give you a little more. When I”—he drags a fingertip down my cheek and cups my chin. Then, a moment later, he’s cupping Ark’s balls—“when I help you along a little, right? Make it feel a little bit better. Make you come a little bit harder.” JD crouches down and pulls my face aside, his lips claiming me. But gently. So very, very gently. He kisses me like we’re in love, his tongue twisting against mine, his breath soft and even, one hand in my hair, one hand still cupping Ark’s balls. And then he bites my lip and slides his mouth over. Just enough to brush his cheek against Ark’s hard length.

“Fuck,” Ark moans. “Dude, don’t—”

But it’s too late. JD turns his head and opens his mouth and there’s no way his tongue isn’t going to lick.

Ark’s tip disappears inside JD’s mouth, and then reappears just as fast. JD stands up and guides my head back to work. I suck on Ark like none of that happened. But I know the men are staring each other down right now.