Obsession

As it was with Logan, taking Jack’s dick into my pussy is even better than I expect, the sensation almost overwhelming. Jack groans as I ride him into me, the two of us side by side, my leg held high by Logan, who gathers the distance between us until he’s pressed tightly up against my back.

I couldn’t feel more wanted as Logan and Jack share me between them, my absolute pleasure their selfless aim, and while Jack fucks me and Logan kisses my neck or Logan fucks me and Jack kisses my shoulders, I have never felt more lucky to be alive.

We change positions a number of times: Logan and Jack on their backs and me above them, or me on my back and the boys between my legs, or me up against the wall straddling Jack while he holds my legs apart so Logan can lick my clit.

We sixtynine or maybe one hundred and three point five considering there are two of them, we kiss, we cuddle and I come hard again and again and again over the course of the morning. When I can’t possibly take any more, even though I want to, when I’ve gone so high my body has nothing left, when I’m beginning to think I’ll never be able to stop shaking, then and only then do Jack and Logan allow themselves to let go.

Men have become Gods in the eyes of others for lesser feats than this, and Gods themselves have praised mortal men for actions that don’t even come close.

In my mind, there is no debate and no comparison. Twins are special anyway, but Logan and Jack are something else entirely. To be honest, I don’t think Zeus would even fuck this well.

I’m riding Jack when he comes, Logan on his knees behind me waiting for his turn to enter me, and as I lift myself up and down Jack’s cock, his brother slaps my ass encouragingly, pulls my hair gently and bites my neck where I order him to.

Both boys have been on the edge for some time, so it isn’t a surprise when Jack’s breathing begins to peak, the muscles across his stomach tense and his cock swells even bigger up against my pussy wall.

I love the sensation of having someone come inside me, and with both of these men that feeling is multiplied a trillion fold. When Jack comes, he grabs my hips, thrusts himself as deep as he can inside me, makes it absolutely clear that although a God, first and foremost he’s an animal, and screams so loudly in orgasmic bliss, the windows threaten to break. It’s enough to set me off again, and while we are both still coming hard, the sensation of feeling absolutely and unequivocally owned by Jack warming me like a thick coat on a winter’s day, he magnanimously gives way to his brother.

Logan doesn’t need long. He mounts me like a rutting bear, flattens me into the bed and fucks me like a King deflowering his brand new wife. With the point of his knees he widens my legs so I’m splayed underneath him like a frog, and with a deep guttural bass to his wild grunts he thrashes himself to a beastial orgasm. When he’s done, and my whole body is singing like crystal during a thunderstorm, he lowers himself onto my back to cover me like a deflating balloon, our hearts beating as one.

When he’s gathered his breath, he rolls over to make way for his brother, and the two of them smother me in a protective embrace, the only sound filling the room for a long time our latent and staccato breaths.

Finally, Logan is the first to speak. “That was pretty intense”, he says, still breathing heavily. “I never knew working from home could be so much fun. When I do it, I’m usually just dusting old chinese vases.”

“That’s certainly not what I expected when I turned up this morning”, I say.

“I guess that’s what happens when you kiss the boss”, Jack says.

“I guess that depends on who the boss is”, I say. “And anyway, I thought you had a policy about office romances.”

“I’ve been thinking about getting rid of that rule for, I don’t know, about a week now”, Jack says. “There’s a girl I kind of like.”

“Oh yeah?” I ask.

“Yeah, she’s incredible. Artistic, imaginative, a real stunner.”

“Incredible in bed”, Logan interjects, slapping my ass so hard he leaves a mark.

“She sounds pretty special”, I say.

“She’s alright”, Logan jokes. “Worth seeing again I suppose.”

I mock appall and elbow him in the ribs. Logan responds by hugging me tightly. “Definitely worth seeing again”, he corrects himself.

“That’s more like it”, I say, wriggling away from him.

“It might be a little difficult in the office”, Jack says. “After what’s just happened.”

Logan lifts himself up onto his elbow so he can look at us both. “No kissing at work, or anything else”, he says. “That’s not fair.”

Jack shrugs. “I suppose if we’re serious about this we might have to make rules.”

“I’m serious”, I say, without needing to think it. “About both of you.”

Now this has happened, there is no chance that I’m going to let it slip through my fingers, but I’m not sure about rules. If I’m with Jack and want to kiss him, I don’t know if I should have to wait for Logan as well, and the same the other way round.

“What did you do with Ocean?” I ask, the only frame of reference perhaps any of us have in comparison.

“We held hands”, Logan says, nothing else. “I don’t think we even kissed.” His eyes go to Jack’s. “Did we?” he asks.

“Ocean was kind of different”, Jack says, cleverly avoiding the question. “We’re older now, and this feels more important. If this is going to be a three-way relationship, which is what I want it to be, we are going to need to trust each other. Penny, I want us to see each other again, but I’m happy for that to be as a three, or just you and me, or just you and Logan if you want. That’s kind of how I understand it working.”

“Me too”, Logan says. “If you want to get hot with Jack at work without me, which would be kind of like having a hamburger without the meat, that’s fine with me, as long as we have a balance.”

“Of course they’ll be a balance”, I say. “At least, that’s what I want. The whole thing feels kind of surreal because I’ve never been in this situation before so I don’t know how it works, but I like you both, and I want to get to know you both, and despite the fact that you guys look almost exactly the same, I like you for entirely different reasons.”

“You mean you like me, and Jack is like the extra product you get free in a deal at the supermarket?” Logan jokes, and it makes me smile because I know he’s not serious.

“I just want us to take it slowly”, I say. “I know we didn’t exactly do that right now, but we still barely know each other. This, what we’ve just done, it’s not exactly me.”

“Could’ve fooled me”, Logan says, and for the second time in less than a minute I elbow him in the ribs.

Jack turns into me. “Do you think it’ll be weird at work?” he asks, dancing the tips of his fingers along my thigh. “If you like I can put you in a different department.”

“Or you can come and work with me”, Logan suggests, on his back again now, arms behind his head, legs crossed, relaxed.

“No”, I say. “I mean, I’d love to come out on a field job with you Logan, but I’m excited about finally doing something I love and I don’t want you to put me in a different department, Jack. It won’t be weird unless you’re some kind of asshole boss.”

Logan giggles. “That’s not J

ack”, he says. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him mad.”

“Then I guess it might be time to get rid of that rule”, I say, relaxing back into the bed.

“As soon as we get back to the office”, Jack says. “Right now, we’re supposed to be working from home.”

I turn towards him again, a flash of arousal awakening inside me. “Just tell me what you need me to do Jack-”, I say suggestively, pausing as I realize I still don’t know his surname. I’ve exposed my true self to these two twins much more than anyone else I’ve ever known, perhaps with the exception of Alice, but I know so little about them I don’t even know their family name. Talk about the modern world.

“Fox”, Logan says, filling in the blank for me. Logan and Jack Fox.”

“Jack and Logan Fox”, Jack corrects him, and as he glides his hand towards my still trembling sex, ready to start our work again, I can’t help but think the surname sounds more familiar than it should.

Part Four

Chapter Nineteen

Alice flips out when I tell her.

“All week?” she says, as she snips down the stems on a bouquet of roses.

“Non-stop”, I say.

“I thought you’d gone quiet”, she says, “I was getting worried.”

“I still can’t believe it. Jack’s house, Logan’s house, my apartment. We did it on the desk in his office on Wednesday night after everyone had gone home from work.”

“All three of you?” Alice asks.

“Not always”, I say. “It depends. I try and keep it as even as possible. It’s much more fun when we’re all together, but sometimes we can’t be and it’s hard to wait.”

“And they’re okay with that? Sharing you, I mean.” Alice asks.