Page 279 of Worthy

“While wanting you both just the same,” Tanner added.

I looked at him as he sat up and crossed his legs. Suddenly, I felt emboldened and was allowed to scan his rippling muscles and the V line of his abdomen and the swelling of his cock after he’d let his eyes feast on our torsos.

“Fuck, I’m so bored of pretending,” Tanner said after he looked down on his own hardening erection. “Guys,” he said, voice sharper. “It’s as simple as this. I’ll either have you both or not at all.”

Damien scoffed and shook his head with amusement. My heart stumbled at the thought he might be pulling back, but instead, his hand slid around my head and held the back of my neck.

The weight of his arm and his gentle tug brought me lower on my knees until our three heads were so near each other that I could feel the heat of both their bodies.

The movement became effortless. I was flowing through the space between us, strained in the emptiness between Tanner and Damien. My problem, suddenly, wasn’t that I was desperately in love with two boys who’d never noticed me, but that I didn’t know which one to kiss first.

I was leaning in. But so were they.

A glance they exchanged was so true to both of them; Damien’s was pondering and Tanner’s was as though the whole world was a joke and only he knew the punchline. They both placed their hands on the small of my back and leaned in, taking my choices away completely.

Damien kissed my neck on the right side and I nearly lost the last molecules of air from my chest.

Tanner’s sharp lips brushed against my jaw and rose to my cheekbone. They seared me where they met my skin.

As the two sets of lips touched me, my thankfulness to the higher force that had led us here overwhelmed me. How had I ever deserved such a thing? But I had no time to look for an answer or replay my life before my eyes in order to find the good deeds that earned me this reward. I had no time to think at all because the soft, hot lips on both sides of my head were nearing and closing in.

My boys kissed my cheeks until they met in the middle and I finally let go of every last fear I’d been holding onto. Damien and Tanner kissed each other and me at the exact same time. Their lips were on mine and each other’s as Damien slowly took control of everyone’s movements and turned his head to kiss me fully. His lips parted just like mine and he let his tongue slide out to meet the tip of mine. A heartbeat later, Damien was turning slightly away and doing the same thing to Tanner.

I watched them, breathless and with buzzing ears, and discovered profound pleasure in witnessing their first kiss. A moment later, Tanner lifted a manicured eyebrow and turned his head to me, his dimples seemingly larger than ever with the shadows cast by our bodies between him and the fire dancing all over his naked figure. He leaned in and whispered the most alluring words I’d heard from him: “Come here.”

Something in my chest snapped free and I felt like I ran toward him, though it was only a couple inches of empty space that I needed to traverse. I slammed my lips against his and moaned when I tasted his sweet, warm mouth. I clawed with one hand for the middle of his upper back and with my other for Damien’s chest. To touch them, to feel their bodies under my fingertips, and to hold onto them the same way I’d been holding onto my wild insecurities and feelings of inferiority.

How sweet it was to replace those feelings with these new ones that Damien and Tanner offered.

It was like a small ripple in a calm pond that never slowed down but grew and grew until it was a wave, splashing and crashing. I swam with that tide and found myself grappling for control over the three of us just as much as I was letting go of it.

Tanner kissed me thirstily while Damien’s kisses were intense and deep. And when they kissed each other, I was nearly dizzy from seeing Tanner bite Damien’s lower lip and pull it back teasingly.

I glanced down where Tanner was hiding nothing. Unashamedly, his cock was at full mast, the swollen head of it slick with precum. Damien, too, was rock solid, his cock bulging massively along one side of his crotch all the way to his hip where it pitched a tent.

Mine throbbed painfully every time either of the boys touched me, which was pretty constant. It felt as though neither one of us was willing to let go of the other two, even for a second. The contact was constant, endless, and so familiar that I felt the smallest sliver of sadness that we’d allowed all these years to pass by without ever discovering this kind of joy.

My dick was upright in my loose, soft shorts without any underwear to keep it trapped.

In the haze of lust that filled me to the brim, I wasn’t sure whose hands were where. I wasn’t sure it even mattered.

I knew only that there were fingertips exploring the middle of my torso. An open palm was feeling my flat stomach. A hand found my ass and I could see the brightness of the flames that roared inside of me.

I wanted them both so much that I could taste it.

We were slowly moving between each other, getting closer until we were all connected by our shoulders.

Tanner’s were bonier than Damien’s, though they were both sculpted like someone peeked into my wet dreams and made them a reality.

It was Damien who took my left hand, seamlessly switching between kissing Tanner and me, then making a break to let the two sample one another again. He closed his hand over mine in the middle of Tanner’s chest and carried it down his torso until I felt the very short patch of hair and Tanner’s throbbing cock.

Damien left my hand on Tanner’s length while moving his lower. In moments when they released my face, I looked down to where I stroked Tanner’s dick. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the sight of Damien’s hand cupping Tanner’s balls.

“You boys need to undress or I’ll go mad,” Tanner said softly, air whistling between his teeth as he inhaled through clenched jaw.

Damien lifted one eyebrow and released a gentle grunt from his throat. He snatched my hips so swiftly that I didn’t know what was happening until I was half way down to the blanket. He laid me on my back and waited a brief moment for my approving nod before he hooked his fingers under the waistband of my shorts and lifted it up over my cock. I was so hard that even the brushing of the shorts over my tip sent shivers down my arms.

But Damien carefully peeled the shorts down my smooth legs while Tanner watched with seemingly infinite curiosity.

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