Page 18 of The Third Wheel
“I’ve never been here, either,” Colby said. “And I grew up in Hazy Cove, too.”
Despite the rough surf crashing against the rocks surrounding the cove, the water inside the cove remained tranquil and shallow, thanks to the protection of the cliffs that surrounded its entrance. The water sparkled as the sun's rays created a beautiful mosaic of colors across the gentle waves. We stripped down to our swimwear, our laughter mingling with the rhythm of the waves as we splashed around together. The cove was warm and sunny, sheltered from the harsh coastal wind, and after the hike, the cool water felt nice against my legs.
“Alright, boys,” Mira commanded, her voice firm but playful. “I want to play a game.”
“What kind of game?” Colby asked.
“One where I’m in charge and you do what I say.” She grinned, spinning in the water, and Colby grabbed her, pulling her close. The sight of them embracing was so beautiful, it made my chest feel tight. Why had we spent so much time fighting when we could have this?
“Oh, you’re going to be the boss of us, are you?” Colby asked, tickling her. She laughed and kicked free, splashing water at him. He turned towards me as he shook the water out of his hair, glistening droplets sprinkling down over his muscled shoulders. “You okay, man?”
I smiled. “Just enjoying the view.”
Mira waded through the water towards me, standing on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. “Ready for my game?” She reached between my legs, rubbing my cock until it started to grow hard, tenting my swim trunks.
“Sure. Have at.” I slapped her ass, and she laughed, reaching for Colby’s hand and dragging him close.
“Okay, in this game, you two are my pets, and you need to obey,” she said. “At least if you want to be good boys. Which you do.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Colby teased, running a hand down her back. “What would you liked us to do for you?”
“Kiss each other.”
My heart raced, and I glanced at Colby, waiting for him to protest. He hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering in his hazel eyes.
“Fuck it. If it makes her happy,” I said, stepping closer to Colby. Our gazes locked, and I reached up to cup his face, feeling theheat of his skin beneath my fingers, the roughness of his stubble. I rubbed my thumb over his jaw, thinking about how beautiful he was. Leaning in, our lips met hesitantly at first, the taste of salt lingering from their horseplay. Colby was warm, sexy, and delicious — kissing him felt like being connected to a live wire, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to get enough.
A year and a half ago, Mira had opened me to possibilities I’d never considered. Now her best friend was teaching me about a whole new side of my sexuality. With a soft moan, I pushed in, gripping him tighter, holding him where I needed him.
Colby’s hands slid up my arms to settle on my shoulders, his fingers digging in as he tilted his head and pressed close, opening up for me. I moaned, deepening the kiss. His tongue slipped between my lips, exploring every contour of my mouth with a fervor that stoked the fire within me. My pulse quickened with each stroke of our tongues, and I relished the unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensation of kissing another man. My wife’s best friend. The taboo nature of it only heightened my arousal.
I grabbed his ass with my free hand, hauling him closer. We were both hard, our cocks bumping as I spread my legs a little and hauled him closer. His body felt delicious against mine; firm and hot.
“Good boys,” Mira purred, her hand joining mine on Colby’s ass.
As our kiss grew more passionate, I surrendered to Colby’s control, allowing him to take the lead in this new experience. Our bodies pressed together, water droplets clinging to our sun-warmed skin as we lost ourselves in each other. The world seemed to fall away, leaving us suspended in this moment of raw desire and submission. I slid a hand up to the waistband of his shorts and shoved it under the elastic, clutching the thick muscle of his ass.
The sensation of Colby’s lips on mine was intoxicating, and I reveled in the unfamiliar but thrilling feeling of kissing another man. Our tongues danced together, exploring and tasting each other as we surrendered to our mutual desire.
“Enough,” Mira said, her voice firm.
After a beat, I pulled back, and Colby leaned in, stealing one last kiss before he looked towards Mira, his lips swollen and sexy, his breathing rough. I left my hand on his ass, because that felt nice.
“Let’s move to the beach,” Mira said, leading us out of the water. My eyes darted to Colby’s body as we walked, to the way his impressive cock bounced against his swim trunks. He stopped to kiss her, and she laughed, shaking her head, reaching into her bag and pulling out a big beach blanket.
“Gunnar, on your knees on the blanket.”
I obeyed without hesitation, my knees hitting the soft sand with a thud. She positioned Colby in front of me, his cock at eye-level, outlined in the damp fabric of his swim trunks. I licked my lips as I watched his cock twitch.
“Taste him,” Mira whispered.
My hands trembled as I reached for the tie on his trunks, tugging them down to reveal his impressive, pierced cock. Fuck, the ladder of piercings along the base turned me on. Slowly, I slid my tongue over them, exploring each one at a time. There were four of them, and I loved the way the cool tang of metal contrasted with his salty, velvety skin.
“Fuck, Colby.” I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his beautiful erection. “You’re so fucking sexy.” I kissed him from the base of his shaft to the head, swirling my tongue against the slit until he groaned and buried his fingers in my hair. When I looked up at them, both of their eyes were on me, but after a moment, Mira leaned in and kissed him. I shouldn’t love watching my wife with another man, should I? I watched for a moment before returning my attention to Colby’s cock, gripping the base of his shaft as I licked and sucked his head for a moment, drawing out a few drops of his pre-cum and savoring the taste of him before taking him deep.
“Fuck, Gunnar.” Colby’s fingers tightened in my hair, urging me to take more of him into my mouth. His hazel eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mixture of surprise and desire—a reflection of the emotions coursing through me.
Mira was pressed against his side, her hips rocking gently, and it took me a moment to realize his fingers were buried inside my wife. I wanted to lick his fingers clean. I wanted to shove his cock into my wife and watch them fuck, then lick them both clean.
