Breaking Perfect

He’d fallen more in love with Mason and found himself madly in love with Liberty as well. Sean was still awed at the emotions that came with living in such accepting circumstances. It had been some time after the first month together that he realized he no longer cared much about what others thought.

They’d been walking through town, Liberty to his left and Mason to his right. As Liberty slipped her hand into his, Sean found he naturally did the same to Mason. It just felt right that it be the three of them and fuck anyone who didn’t get it. They got it. Mason and Liberty got him. When others would stare at the three of them or whisper, they simply smiled and nodded and continued on their way. The majority of the time it was the three of them, but there were also times when it was just one on one. Those times were important too.

Sean never took Liberty as roughly as he had that day in the study. He was extremely careful with her. During those moments when he could tell she was craving a good hard screw, he would step aside and allow Mason to tend to her.

He recognized that this new softer side of him was incongruent with the man he’d always been. Sometimes he craved that harder edge, but Mason usually saw to it that he got what he needed without involving Liberty. It was Sean’s choice to spare her his harder side. It wasn’t something they discussed and he wasn’t even sure how aware Mason was that he was avoiding anything but gentle love with their wife. It was just the way things needed to be and Sean was fine with that.

“Hey.”

He turned and Mason stretched beneath the sheets, his face wearing a pink imprint from the pillow. The scruff on his jaw was dark over his tan flesh creating a sexy shadow. Sooty lashes drew purple crests along his cheeks as his eyes peered at him at half-mast.

“Where’s Lib?”

“Making breakfast. She’s been up for hours.”

“Mmm.” Mason rolled onto his belly and stretched and groaned, his hands fisting and arms sifting under the pillows. Sean’s hand cupped Mason’s ass and he stilled. He turned his head to look at Sean. His smile was slow and had Sean’s cock coming to life.

“Horny?”

“Yes,” Sean admitted, pressing a soft kiss to the other man’s jaw. “I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you fast and hard.”

Mase sighed as if the idea held appeal. His ass flexed under his palm. “Get the lube.”

Sean reached for the oil and Mason reached for his cock. Sean caught his wrist and squeezed. Mason looked at him and waited.

“No. I want to take you and you’re going to take it.”

“Feisty this morning.”

Rather than waste time with small talk Sean said, “Up on your knees.”

The corner of Mason’s mouth twitched. He knew better than to disobey Sean when he was feeling like this. “Yes, sir.”

Sean drizzled oil into his palm and worked it over his cock. Mason climbed to his knees and waited. He wasn’t on his hands. Rather, they each balanced on their knees facing one another with equal authority. Sean crawled behind him and roughly slapped his palm on Mase’s shoulder sending him down with a grunt. He grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them, pouring more oil down his crack. Wasting no time he worked the liquid in and out of Mase’s hole.

“Have I done something to upset you?” Mason asked as he planted his palms on the mattress in surrender. Sean needed that surrender this morning, needed to dominate and let out this thing that woke inside of him.

Sean didn’t answer. Mason would know he wasn’t upset. He would know he just needed to assert himself in a way he couldn’t with Liberty. Reaching around, Sean grabbed hold of Mason’s cock and squeezed. “When I fuck you it’s going to be so deep and so good you’re going to spill yourself all over these nice clean sheets. Then I’m going to ride you as hard as I can until you come again. Only when I feel like you’ve been thoroughly fucked will I take my pleasure. Head down.”

Mason’s dick swelled in his grip as he lowered his shoulders to the bed. Without preamble, Sean lined the blunt head of his cock up to the tight knot of Mase’s rectum and thrust all the way in. Mason’s body jerked as he grunted at the intrusion and Sean wasted no time getting started. The tight hole gripped him, sliding over his flesh with warm flutters. He fucked him hard, like a man possessed. His hands gripped and his hips smacked against Mason’s flesh, leaving a spattering of large handprints upon his ass.

Sweat dripped into his eyes as he forced his cock deeper and deeper, the tight grip of Mason’s channel fitting him like a custom made glove. He yanked his hips back and gritted his teeth as he fought off his climax. Pressing hard and deep he felt the moment Mason lost the battle and shot his load on the sheets. His body clamped around Sean’s cock and Sean relentlessly thrust on, working past his own need to come.