Page 282 of Worthy

Tanner, catching his breath, quickly got up to his knees, his cock still half hard, and peered to where Damien was feeling me without probing me. Tanner’s hands reached for my cheeks and spread them for Damien, his spit landing on my taint and tickling me as it slid lower to my hole.

Damien probed me so carefully that I felt like new records of my love for him were being breached in every heartbeat. It was as though every throb of my heart somehow sent a larger, hotter wave of the same feeling.

And when the thick head of his cock entered me, I slapped my mouth with one hand and moaned through my nose.

“That’s a good boy,” Tanner was saying. “You can do it.”

It was a huge blur. The pain faded away as quickly as it had come, all thanks to Damien’s care and Tanner’s work. In one moment, Tanner was soothingly rubbing my cheeks, pulling them wide for Damien. In another, I realized that Tanner had leaned all the way down and was pressing his tongue over my taint and licking and slurping and spitting everywhere between my balls, taint, rim, and Damien’s cock.

Then, in an instant, Damien grabbed a fistful of Tanner’s hair and pushed his head lower, holding his face pressed between us and sliding his dick a little deeper into me. The filth of it excited me more than I dared to admit. It was almost scary how perfectly fitting we were for each other. Tanner kept his wolfish grin on while licking Damien’s cock and my abused hole and Damien visibly grew with the power that was given to him. And I… I was so fucking lost in all these sensations that I could only surrender further. I could only let myself savor each moment as Damien filled me beyond what I thought I could do.

Tanner moved his head back when Damien freed him. He moved just enough up to wrap his lips around my cock and hold still. It was Damien’s movement that made me probe Tanner’s mouth with my length. Faster and harder, Damien swung his hips, reaching always a little deeper. The sensation was such that I had nothing to compare it to. I was well and truly stuffed and just around the very limit of what I could possibly do. But Damien was just about balls deep inside of me anyway and Tanner was sucking me off with the sort of thirst that made me forget he had already finished. His eagerness turned me on even when I thought I was at the limit of my lust.

Tanner pulled back for long enough to tell Damien: “Fuck the cum out of him.”

My eyes rolled back in my head and I spewed obscenities and pleas in a litany while Damien obeyed and Tanner had me all the way inside his mouth.

Now, it was a matter of moments, and I had spent all my energy to be able to hold back. Damien’s cock kept rubbing my prostate and Tanner’s lips were growing tighter around my dick until I heard myself moaning and shouting a warning, followed by the explosion inside my chest that both deafened and blinded me.

The only thing I remained aware of was the rapping clenching of my hole around Damien’s girth. I was aware of Tanner’s moans and the fact that my hot cum was spilling out of his mouth. And, finally, I felt Damien coming inside of me and grunting as he did. His cock pulsed and I felt it in my chest and all the way to my toes.

And when he pulled his cock out, it was only a momentary relief, because I felt so fucking empty without him inside.

Before I could even voice my wishes, Damien lowered himself to lie on my left side and Tanner, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, lay on my right. They caressed me as they breathed shallowly and as my soul slowly returned to my body.

“Fuck,” I murmured for the millionth time.

“Well said,” Tanner joked.

“I agree,” Damien added.

I didn’t know how long it was before either of us moved. Hell, I didn’t know who moved first. All three of us shifted somehow at the same time and with the same unwillingness to let go of the other two.

I think it was Tanner who proposed going back to the lake for a quick dip. It was as though I blinked and found myself neck deep in cool water and with two exhausted guys inches away from me. We remained in a triangle, savoring each sensation Earth was willing to give us. The movement of water around us and our arms and legs working to keep us afloat and near each other.

Abruptly, as though the density of water itself doubled, I felt overwhelming sadness fill me and spill out of me before I could even understand it. “I can’t keep doing it,” I said.

Damien and Tanner looked at each other briefly.

“I can’t keep giving myself away, all the way there, without any life left to live,” I blurted.

Tanner cocked his head.

“What do you mean?” Damien asked.

“This,” I said, shaking my head and looking between them. “Fuck. This is what I want from life.”

Tanner swallowed audibly. There were insecurities rising in his eyes. They nearly broke my heart, but I had to get this off my chest or the weight of it would pull me to the bottom of the lake.

“I’ve been in love with both of you for as long as I have known you,” I said and let the silence linger for a while. “I…I can’t return to New York. I can’t go back to my soulless job and see you once a year or less.”

“You want to be a…couple? Wait, that’s not right,” Tanner said.

“Throuple?” Damien asked, frowning.

“Triplet?” Tanner added, snorting.

The sadness lifted and I laughed out loud. They never failed to make me laugh.

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