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"Safety first, and all that." He smiles at Ryde as he echoes his words.

"I haven't been with anyone since my last test, which, admittedly, was years ago," he adds.

"I got tested before I came out here. After the whole Quade thing, I thought it best to be sure, and once I got over what he gave me, everything came back clear," I say.

"Same here," Ryde chips in. "I've been waiting and waiting for my hot boss to make a move…"

"Maybe he just needed some time," I say with a cheeky smile.

"No, baby." Linus takes hold of my hand. "We needed you. You're the reason why nothing had happened."

"That's right," Ryde agrees, stepping in close. "None of this works without all three of us. Including fucking me. Which can we get to? Now? Please."

"Hey, this isn't a personal training session, mister," I tease, but I join Linus in getting undressed anyway. "No need to be all bossy."

"Oh, I don't know." Linus stops with his sock halfway off his foot. "I don't mind a bossy bottom myself."

We discard our clothes, drop to our knees on the blanket Linus has laid out, and start making out, all hungry hands and sweet lips, touching and exploring each other's naked bodies under the blazing sun. Three-way kissing isn't as precise as one-on-one kissing is. It all comes down to the angle, and with more variables involved, it's never the same kiss. Which I love.

"So, how do we do this?" Ryde, in desperately needing to get fucked mode, asks.

Linus and I look at each other. "I think you should fuck Ryde. First," I add, since I definitely want a go, too.

"And what about you?" Linus asks me. "Are you okay if I fuck you as well?"

I slide my hand down his hard chest. "More than okay. Now let's get Ryde prepped. Maybe you can fuck some of that attitude out of him?"

Linus chuckles, Ryde pouts, and I tear into Linus's backpack to pull out a bottle of lube.

Ryde lies down on his back in the middle of the blanket, propping his legs up on my and Linus's shoulders. I hand Linus the bottle and ease back on my haunches. It feels right that he takes the lead here. I still feel involved, but these guys have had two years of buildup to reach this point. I want them to have this moment. I feel lucky to be here, witnessing it.

Linus moves with a slow but focused precision, greasing up one finger at a time to loosen Ryde up. My eyes dart between Ryde's pink hole getting expertly opened up and his face, his expression flitting from sweet to downright filthy every few seconds.

Once he's confident Ryde can take him, Linus grabs the box of condoms out of his backpack. Ryde stops him. "No. I want to feel you."

"Are you sure?"

"I am. Both of you." His head turns towards me. "I want to feel both of you."

"I'm the same," I say to Linus. "Happy to go bare."

And with that, Linus throws the box over his shoulder, lubes up his giant cock, and positions himself at Ryde's entrance. Keeping his eyes on Ryde, he slowly sinks into him. Ryde's breathing quickens, shallow little huffs filling the air as Linus makes his way in, then out, in a little deeper, then out again, continuing like this until he's fully seated in Ryde.

As they go for it, I grab some lube and start working on getting myself ready for Linus. "Fuck, that's hot," he mutters the second he notices me fingering myself. "Come closer."

I slide myself closer so that as Linus fucks Ryde, he takes over prepping me at the same time, deftly stretching me out with his thick fingers.

And then he swaps, sliding out of Ryde, replacing his cock with fingers so Ryde isn't left empty, and lines himself up to me. I stare into his eyes, a breath whooshing out of me as he hammers into me in one swoop.

"Fuuuuck!"

My whole body ignites, pleasure erupting from my chest and spreading out in every direction as every inch of Linus fills me.

"You okay?" he checks, going still.

"Yeah," I pant. "Just…you're big."

"The biggest," Ryde murmurs, his eyes closed with an ecstatic smile on his face. Linus might have stopped moving in me, but his fingers are playing Ryde's hole like it's an instrument. And Ryde loves it, his body writhing in pleasure from the touch.