Page 3 of You're Ours

“You…you didn’t know that?”

Tyler shook his head, not wanting to open his mouth and say the wrong thing like “who cares?” or “as far as I’m concerned, you’re just an adorable, flamboyant twink.”

Jackson moved to Sky’s side and wrapped a protective arm around his shoulders. “He has a trans flag on his desk at work.”

There had also been a trans flag sticking out of a cactus in the kitchen. Tyler felt like he had to saysomething,so he went with, “I honestly just thought you were a kickass ally?”

Jackson’s mouth dropped open in a surprised “Oh,” but Sky was staring over Tyler’s shoulder. “Is this going to be a problem?”

Tyler shook his head so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash. “No! Of course not! I’ve been with trans guys before. And trans gals. And actually some nonbinary peeps, as well. Truly, I'm an equal opportunity sort of dude,” he babbled, culminating his impromptu little speech with a helpless shrug.

He was still holding Sky’s hand, and he squeezed it in what he hoped was a reassuring way. Sky looked at their hands as if he’d forgotten they were still linked together.

“So, what you’re saying is you’re experienced,” Sky said slowly, “and when I tell you I want you to use the terms ‘dick,’ ‘holes,’ and ‘chest’ for my respective parts, you can do that?” He looked up at Tyler through his lashes.

Tyler nodded eagerly. “Do you not want me to use words like ‘pretty,’ ‘beautiful,’ or ‘gorgeous’?”

Sky’s lips slowly turned up into a devious smile, and Tyler’s dick, which had tried very hard to climb back inside his body in mortification, perked up at the sight.

“You can call me anything you want,” Sky practically purred.

Tyler nearly swallowed his own tongue when Jackson traced a hand down Sky’s chest and into his short, purple boxer briefs. “You can also say how sexy it is that despite your little misunderstanding, he’s already wet for us.”

Both Sky and Tyler moaned, and Jackson seemed to take that as his cue to use one hand to remove Sky’s robe and the other to pull down his underwear. Sky reached with their clasped hands to pull at Tyler’s shirt.

“He’ll need both hands to get undressed, love,” Jackson murmured. “Why don’t you help me?”

Sky gave Tyler back his hand and quickly helped Jackson out of his clothes while Tyler nearly ripped off his own. His brain switched into hookup autopilot, and he bent down to grab the forgotten box of condoms and tore it open, pulling out a strip and discarding the box again.

“Do you like to top, bottom, or both?” Sky asked. “If you only like to bottom, I can get my strap and fuck you while Jackson fucks me. If you like both, we’re happy to put you in the middle, and if you only like to top…” Sky’s grin turned almost feral as he glanced between his husband and Tyler. “Well, then I guess you’ll just have to take turns with me.”

“You do have two holes, love,” Jackson said, tipping Sky’s chin up and capturing his mouth in a filthy kiss.

Tyler had never taken particular note of Jackson’s tongue before, but the way it pressed into Sky’s mouth, effortlessly parting his pretty pink lips, had Tyler salivating. Sky moaned into the kiss, running his fingers over Jackson’s chest, pausing to brush teasingly at one of his nipples. Jackson’s answering groan crashed over Tyler like a wave.

Tyler swore he wasn’t drunk, but the room did an interesting spin and dip maneuver around him. Was it possible to pass out from horniness? His cock throbbed between his legs, and he figured if all of his blood was down there, it might actually be possible for him to black out.

Not wanting to risk it, he scrambled onto the bed. “Idefinitelywant to try that. But I’m vers, so I’m also down to be in the middle. And…” He glanced down at the slim muscles of Sky's thighs and remembered the strength of Sky’s hand in his. “I’m also totally down for you to fuck me.”

Sky laughed, and it was such a sweet noise, it directly contrasted with the animal hunger in his eyes. “I think the easiest option is putting you in the middle, but I will definitely rememberallof that,” he said with a wink.

Tyler was about to ask if that meant there would definitely be a next time when Sky crashed their mouths together. The kiss was hot, and a little sloppy, as they both fought for dominance. Sky’s tongue was a bit smaller than his, but he brought energy to the kiss that Tyler wasn’t sure he’d ever felt before. Finally, mostly just so that they could keep the momentum going, Tyler acquiesced and allowed Sky entrance into his mouth.

God, Sky really knew what to do with his tongue. He grabbed Tyler by the back of the neck and dragged him down to the bed. Their arms and legs tangled as Sky mapped every corner of Tyler’s mouth with his tongue. They’d ended up sharing a pineapple pepperoni pizza, and Tyler reveled in the lingering tang and richness. Sometimes he felt a little awkward during first-time hookups, but he found there wasn’t a single anxious bone in him as Sky pressed their bodies together.

Tyler yelped into Sky’s mouth as a wet finger slid against his crack. He broke away just long enough to see Jackson kneeling naked below them, beginning to prep them both.

Before he had time to drink in the gorgeous sight, Sky grabbed his chin and pulled him back into another kiss. Jackson did a very efficient job of getting them ready, including sliding a condom onto Tyler’s aching dick.

The room dipped again, but this time from Jackson’s strong arms pulling him into a kneeling position. “You’re going to use Sky’s front hole this time. It’s easier to prep and will stay wetter for you,” Jackson instructed.

Sky scrambled onto hands and knees before going down onto his elbows, presenting his ass and gaping hole up towards Tyler. Sky wasn’t hairless, but he had less body hair than Tyler and Jackson. He had a small fluff of blonde pubic hair, and the pink tip of his dick was peaking out of it.

Again, relying on hookup instinct, Tyler reached between Sky’s legs and gave his dick a few strokes. It fit perfectly between his middle and pointer fingers, and he flicked it once with his thumb to see what Sky would do. Never one to disappoint, Sky made the prettiest noises as he arched his spine and pressed his ass back. Tyler palmed one of his cheeks as he slowly slid his finger through Sky’s wetness.

“Tyyyyyy,” Sky moaned, and Tyler’s dick jerked against his stomach.

“Are you ready?” Jackson asked right in Tyler’s ear. His breath ghosted across Tyler’s cheek and tickled his lips.

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