More Than Everything (Family 3)

“Is everybody sleeping?” I asked Charlie when he walked into our bedroom after doing his nightly check of the house. He always liked to make sure the kids were asleep and everything was in its place before he came into bed.

“Yup.”

His brown hair was still damp from his shower, and he was wearing the loose shorts he pretended to sleep in. I say ‘pretended’ because in the entire six months we’d been living together, he hadn’t managed to last even one night with those things on his body. Between Adan and me, there was always someone wanting to play with his gorgeous butt and pretty dick.

“I’m ready for my anniversary present now.” He wiggled out of his shorts and climbed onto the bed on all fours.

“Oh, someone wants to have fun tonight,” Adan said huskily. He set the book he was reading on the nightstand and held his arms open. “C’mere, baby.”

Charlie crawled on top of him and slanted his mouth over Adan’s. They licked at each other, pushed their tongues into one another’s mouths, and moaned in pleasure.

“Mmm, love kissing you,” Adan mumbled and then went back to pressing his lips against Charlie’s.

“Me too,” Charlie said.

I got the lube out of the nightstand, knee-walked over to them, and set it down. Then I knelt beside them, touching Charlie’s butt and pinching my own nipples. I never tired of watching them together. Nothing turned me on faster or made me want more than the sight of the two men I loved loving on each other.

“Scotty?” Charlie said as he spread his legs on either side of Adan’s hips and planted his knees on the bed.

“Yes, baby?” I pushed his hair off his face. “What do you need?”

“Want you to fuck me,” he said.

I leaned down and kissed him gently before opening the slick and coating us up. While I got us ready, Adan wrapped his big hand around both his dick and Charlie’s and started stroking.

“Feels good,” Charlie gasped. He dropped his forehead on Adan’s chest and pushed into his touch. “Hurry, Scotty. I’m close already.”

I pushed both of my thumbs into his butt and slid them in and out while I massaged his firm cheeks. Then I spread him open with one hand and held my dick against his hole with the other.

“Here I come, baby,” I said as I pushed inside, watching myself sink into him.

“Ungh! Yes,” he hissed. “God, I love that.”

Adan moaned. I could hear his hand sliding over their dicks, and he rasped, “How’s he feel, Scotty?”

“Tight and hot and perfect,” I answered breathlessly as I rocked into Charlie.

“I’m going to take you later, baby,” Adan said to Charlie. His shoulder moved faster along with the sliding sounds of his palm. “Won’t last right now.”

“Me too,” Charlie said as he started slamming back against me. “Me too. Me too. Me too!” He yelled out the last word, his entire body stiffened, and his channel tightened around my cock, letting me know he was cumming.

“Ah, Jesus!” Adan shouted. He looked at me desperately, the wet sound his hand made sounded louder and faster. “Cum on me, Scott,” he said. “Cum on my cock.”

I gasped and circled my hand around the base of my erection, squeezing myself as I pulled out of Charlie. He whimpered and rolled to the side, giving me a full view of Adan’s thickly muscular body.

Charlie’s semen was already coating Adan’s rigid dick and he was pumping himself quickly and desperately. I knelt between his legs, took myself in hand, and stroked hard while I watched Adan’s pleasure-filled face and fat cock. It didn’t take long before my balls tightened and my shaft swelled.

“Adan!” I yelled as I aimed my pulsing dick at his and shot stream after stream of hot, white seed over his skin.

Whether it was the sound of me calling his name or the extra lubrication added by my ejaculate, I don’t know, but Adan arched his back and grunted, “Ah, fuck, yeah!” as he came.

I sat back on my ankles, my spent cock still in my hand, and tried to catch my breath.

“I’m a mess,” Adan said with grin as he rubbed his hand over his cum-streaked skin.

“Don’t worry,” Charlie said. “I’ll clean you up.”

From the way he was licking his lips and moaning, I knew he wasn’t planning on using a towel. I sat back and got ready to enjoy the show, which was sure to be followed by another round. Damn, but did I ever love my life. And based on the smiles gracing my guys’ faces, I knew I wasn’t alone.