Part One
Their kisses stayed lazy and sweet, their bodies too spent for any more exertion, until loud clapping broke them apart.~*~
They turned their faces towards the sound, startled to see a large black man standing in the doorway, positively beaming.
“Travie!” Bill squealed, jumping off the couch and running to the man. He leapt into Travie’s arms, legs around his waist and hands buried in his hair, Travie catching him with ease. Bill fit their mouths together immediately as Gabe laughed out a “Thanks for the ego boost!”
Bill detached himself long enough to say, “Come join us then.” Travie chuckled as Bill pressed their lips together again, eagerly sucking Travie’s tongue into his mouth.
Gabe refused the invitation, settling on his side with his chin in his palm, captivated by the sight in front of him: Travie- large, dark, fully clothed- with Bill twisted around his body- limber, naked, white.
Eventually the two broke apart, needing air, and Travie looked over to Gabe. Something in his eyes told him that Gabe had something he needed to say- something private- and Travis looked down at Bill, smiling softly.
“Go get a bath started, yeah?” he whispered. Bill giggled softly before nodding. He made his way up the stairs, naked hips swaying dangerously, putting on a show for the two boys.
Travie felt himself getting hard as he watched Bill leave. The little flame of lust deep in his stomach only strengthened as he turned to an equally naked Gabe. Their eyes met, however, and Travie concentrated on controlling his desire. There was plenty of time for lust later. Right now, Travie needed to get the worried look out of Gabe’s eyes.
He made his way to the couch, pulling his shirt off as Gabe stood up. The older man pressed his hands to Travie’s chest, running his fingers up and down the skin, palms trailing and circling nipples gently. Gabe’s head was ducked, watching the progress, and Travie put his fingers gently under Gabe’s chin. Their lips met when Gabe’s head came up, tongues poking out to play briefly. The kiss was soft and sensual as the two men relearned tastes and textures.
By the time they pulled apart, one of Gabe’s hands was tangle in Travie’s hair, the other tight around his neck as he kept the two of them close.
“Missed you,” Travis whispered. “Missed you so bad.”
Gabe nodded. He bit his lip nervously for a moment before he blurted out, “I worry about Bill.”
Travis smiled, obviously confused. “I worry about both of you,” he said, his arms tightening around Gabe’s waist and pulling their lips together again.
Gabe pulled away after a moment. “But Bill- he got sad.”
“Bilvy?” Travie asked, as though Gabe had mentioned someone else. “Bill doesn’t get sad.”
“I know,” Gabe said, curling into Travie’s chest as much as he could. “He asked me if he was still pretty. Without his long hair.”
“What did you tell him?”
“…I blew him,” Gabe admitted sheepishly.
Travie’s laugh was deep and real, but not unkind. “He seemed happy when he was riding you,” he teased.
Gabe smiled softly. “I told him he was beautiful. In Spanish. A lot.”
Travis tilted Gabe’s head back up, brushing their lips gently. “Let’s keep doing that then.” He pulled away slowly, wrapping a hand around Gabe’s wrist and walking upstairs. Gabe followed tight behind, kissing the backs of Travie’s shoulders as they climbed the steps. He tugged his wrist away and slipped his arms around the man’s waist. His hands pressed down, rubbing his cock through the denim before sliding the zipper down. Travie tried to force the lust away again. But then they reached the bathroom and he saw Bill, pale and beautiful, bent over the bathtub, sprinkling bath salts into the bubble-covered water. Just as he was taking in the sight, Gabe’s hand curled around his bare cock, stroking him to full hardness. Travis let his head droop forward, eyes sliding closed.
He was caught off-guard when new hands were shoving his jeans down and a wet mouth was wrapping around his dick. His eyes flew open and he moaned at the sight of Gabe’s hand tight around his base with Bill’s pink mouth sinking closer and closer.
Bill sucked him down as if he was sucking a hit from a joint, groaning around Travie’s sensitive tip. Travie just moaned and let his two boys bring him off, wanting to climax as soon as possible, wanting to get to where Gabe and Bill were- soft and spent.
He felt Gabe’s breath against his ear before lips closed around the lobe, sucking it gently. They soon moved to the soft spot right behind his ear, teeth scraping and tongue soothing as Gabe’s hand clenched and unclenched around him. “So good,” the man breathed. “So big and thick. Wish we were ready for you.”
The youngest boy moaned his agreement as Travis hit the back of his throat, his orgasm ripping through his body. Bill sucked him dry before he pulled off, slipping up Travie’s body and grinning wickedly. “Did it take the edge off?” he whispered, tongue peaking out to swipe across Travie’s full bottom lip.
Travie didn’t answer, just smiled lazily before shifting from the two and climbing into the bath. He relaxed against the edge, body splayed out. Bill didn’t wait for an invitation- hadn’t all night- and climbed after him, settling down on top of Travis, face buried in his neck. Gabe smiled, loving all the tableaux the two were creating. He almost didn’t want to ruin their dynamic.
But then Bill lifted his head and glared at Gabe. “Get your ass in here,” he demanded. Gabe and Travie both laughed before Gabe obeyed, sliding in next to them. He settled on his side, arm strewn across Travie and Bill as he settled between Travie’s arm and chest.
They lay in the bath until the water began to cool, trading lazy kisses and lazier touches. At one point, Gabe and Bill were blowing the bubbles at each other in a mock-battle until Gabe surrendered, at which point Bill had shifted and stretched across Travie’s chest, fitting his mouth to Gabe’s. “I conquer you,” he whispered against soft lips. Gabe just smiled, dazed look creeping into his eyes.
After all the softness and sweetness, no one was surprised when Bill was the first to break the calm, slipping a hand down and curling his fingers around Travie’s soft cock. He began rocking into the man’s thigh, mouthing at his jaw line.
“Insatiable,” Travie moaned, head back and neck bared, Gabe attached his mouth to Travie’s pulse point, sucking and biting greedily. Travie was standing at full attention now, cock dark and wet from the water. Bill moaned at the sight, wanting him deep inside.
Travis stopped the men’s movements gently, standing up slowly and climbing out. Bill reached a hand up, pouting dramatically, and Travie laughed before pulling him up. Gabe was last out, but Travis had a towel for him, drying him off with a glint in his eyes.
“All domesticated,” Bill was saying.
Gabe laughed deeply. “You mean domestic. Travis is not a dog.”
Bill blushed but smiled through it, a good sign. “Maybe he isn’t, but someone sure is a bitch.”
Travis just laughed before hushing them, discarding the towel and pulling Gabe into his arms. Gabe was lax as Travie’s tongue curled in his mouth, wet and messy but still soft and slow.
Bill made an impatient noise, pulling them apart. Gabe started laughing when Bill raised his arms, making grabby hands for the two older men. He rolled his eyes but felt his heart melt slightly as Bill’s softened when they approached him. He flung his arms around Gabe, licking into his mouth as Travie came around behind him, palming the skin of his back lovingly.
“Beautiful,” he whispered in his deep voice. “The two of you are so gorgeous.”
“Be better if you joined in,” Gabe mumbled against Bill’s lips. “It’s always better when you’re here.”
Travie smiled against the back of Bill’s neck before pulling away. “Bed,” he said simply, turning and walking into the master bedroom.
Bill and Gabe wrapped themselves in each other tighter for another moment, their cocks hard and rutting against each other. When they broke apart long enough to stumble into the room, they found Travie relaxed on the bed, hands behind his head with a tube of lube next to his thigh.
Bill- eager as ever, especially at the sight of Travis hard- climbed on top of the man quickly, straddling him so their cocks rubbed together, their mouths seeking each other out.
Gabe slipped on to the bed next to them, tracing his fingers down the curve of Bill’s spine. Bill purred at the touch, pressing against Travie’s hips as he simultaneously attempted to arch into Gabe’s touch, whimpering and moaning into Travie’s mouth as Gabe’s hands continued petting him.
After a moment, Travie’s hands gripped Bill’s waist softly, pausing the boy’s movements. Bill let out a sigh of frustration, but quieted when Travie rolled them over and slipped between his thighs. He reached for the lube but Gabe grabbed it first.
“You don’t get to have all the fun,” he laughed, scooting closer so his body was flush with the other two.
He coated two fingers liberally and slid down to Bill’s hole, brushing Travie’s cock teasingly on the way. He slipped a finger inside Bill’s body, noting happily that the boy was relaxed and still stretched from earlier, open and ready. He slipped a second finger in and, when he met no resistance, added a third. Bill moaned, bucking his hips slightly as his body begged for more.
Bill began pushing roughly against Gabe’s fingers soon after, needing more than just the casual rocking. Gabe smiled at his energy, kissing his neck reassuringly before slipping his fingers out. He poured more lube into his open palm, fisting Travie’s cock and getting him slick and ready before dividing the excess between Bill’s puckered hole and Travie’s tight stomach. He knew- from personal experience- how awkward it was rubbing against the taut skin under Travie’s navel, and wanted Bill to be completely comfortable. He wiped the rest on the bed sheets as Travie pulled Bill’s thighs so they circled his hips.
“Wrap your legs around me, angel,” he murmured and Bill let out a soft sigh, complying. Gabe brushed his bangs from his face and kissed him gently as Travis pushed in. Travie waited for Bill’s body to relax completely before he started a slow pace. He made sure to angle himself so he was brushing Bill’s prostate with every thrust, dipping his head down and kissing first Bill and then Gabe sweetly.
“I love you,” he moaned as he pushed in. “Both of you.”
They returned the sentiment, their hands running along Travie’s skin as he continued thrusting in, his pace slow and steady.
Soon Bill was wriggling and writhing, his body on overload from the slow drag of Travie’s cock out of his body and the even gentler push as he thrust back in. Gabe moved his lips from Bill’s jaw line and to his ear, breathing words of praise and encouragement.
“Hang on, baby,” he whispered. “You look so beautiful right now. God,” his voice broke on a moan and he rutted shallowly against Bill’s thigh. “You and Travie look so good. Like cream and milk chocolate.”
Bill moaned at his words, throwing his head back and choking out a laugh as Travis hit his prostate. “What’s that make you?” he grunted, “the fucking caramel?”
Gabe laughed, nibbling on Bill’s ear. “Yeah,” he groaned. “Yeah, I’m the caramel.”
He slipped his hand down Bill’s body as he spoke, wrapping it around the boy’s cock. He began stroking gently, falling in with Travie’s rhythm instinctively.
He continued licking and kissing Bill’s soft skin, resorting back to Spanish and murmuring “cariño” and “quierdo”, “amante” and “hermoso” until Bill’s thrashing strengthened, begging in rough tones.
“I want- I need, please, please. More, yes, god, oh god. Travie please, I can’t take it. Just-” and then Travie pushed in with just a bit more strength, hitting Bill’s prostate dead on. Bill let out a moan that was almost a shout, digging his nails into Travie’s back slightly. “Just like that, please keep going.”
Gabe pushed his mouth to Bill’s again, their tongues dueling as his hand sped up. “Come for us,” Travie groaned. “Come on, angel, come for us.”
Bill moaned low and helpless as he tried to obey. Gabe swiped his thumb across Bill’s tip and that was enough. The boy came for the third time that night, his hoarse cry passing from his mouth to Gabe’s.
Travie kept thrusting in and Gabe kept stroking through his aftershocks, the two of them prolonging his pleasure as long as they could.
He fell, limp, under their hands and then pushed them tiredly away. Travie pulled out gently and lifted to his knees. Bill rolled out from underneath him, looking across the bed and pointing a finger accusingly. “You,” he said, jabbing Gabe’s chest, “are not allowed to speak Spanish anymore tonight. That’s cheating.”
Gabe smiled and leaned in to press a kiss to Bill’s lips. “Love you.”
Bill laughed and kissed him back. “Love you too.”
Gabe pulled away, studying the youngest. His body was relaxed and he spread out languidly but his face was what interested Gabe the most. Bill looked happy. He had a warm smile stretching his lips and his eyes fluttered closed, brown lashed on the tops of his flushed cheeks.
Travie interrupted his staring, crawling up to Gabe’s face and kissing him sweetly. Gabe arched into Travie’s chest as the black man shoved a finger into his hole.
“Not going nice for me?” Gabe teased around a gasp.
Travie growled and nipped at his lip. “I can,” he teased back. “I can get you wound up all night and not let you come till morning if you want.”
Gabe groaned. “Definitely not.”
Travie chuckled and continued adding fingers. He might not be treating Gabe like he was as fragile as Bill but he still was careful. Gabe squirmed desperately when he had three buried in him to the knuckle.
He lifted himself off Travie’s fingers, pushing the man into a sitting position against the headboard. He then turned around, pressing his back to Travie’s chest. Travie’s legs were spread and Gabe was up on his knees, trying to spread himself even further as he sunk down onto Travie’s leaking cock.
Travis wrapped his arm around Gabe’s chest, elbow under Gabe’s left arm with his hand clutching the right shoulder as Gabe started to move.
His head tipped back and he turned his face, attaching his lips to Travie’s. Travie’s tongue played in his mouth as Gabe began rocking erratically, so close. He was moaning obscenely, the angle perfect. He sounded like a whore and he knew it, but he didn’t care because he was a whore for Travis. Gabe had just strengthened his thrusts, falling into something like a pattern, when Travie gripped his hips and held him still.
Gabe couldn’t stop a moan of disappointment from leaving his lips. He tried to force himself down but Travie’s hand on his hip and the other across his chest held him still. He flickered his eyes open angrily. “What?”
Bill was on his knees in the mirror image of Gabe’s position. He attached their lips as Travie held him still with one hand, steadying the man before he started thrusting his hips up.
Gabe groaned and arched into Bill’s body before the boy slipped down and took Gabe’s leaking cock into his mouth, gripping a white hand around the base.
Gabe cried out, senses shot, nothing but pleasure registering as Travis pounded up into him and Bill swallowed him down deep into his throat. Bill slipped his hand down, squeezing Gabe’s thigh as he bobbed his head. Gabe bucked fitfully, not sure if he wanted more to be inside Bill’s perfect mouth or impaled on Travie’s thick cock. Bill moaned, low and encouraging before slipping a finger under Gabe’s body and pressing it into the sensitive spot right behind his balls.
Gabe came with a cry at the final touch. He climaxed so powerfully his vision went white for a second. Travis groaned behind him, fucking through Gabe’s body clenching and emptying inside him.
Bill pulled off Gabe’s cock and looked at the men in front of him, lips parted, shiny with spit and a little bit of come that dribbled from his mouth. Gabe groaned at the sight. Bill was showing every side of his beauty tonight and Gabe had never loved him more.
First he’d been the gorgeous drunk, dancing and swaying with wine in his blood. Then he’d been heartbreakingly beautiful, tears on his face. Then he’d switched to lusty, then sated. Devilish soon followed and sated returned. When Travie had shown up was when he’d really been happy, with both Gabe and Travis there with him. He’d been bitchy and begging, needy and completely erotic. And he’d always been theirs.
Gabe leaned down and licked Bill’s lips clean. He pulled away from Travie, laying down and pulling Bill into his side. He cupped his cheek, pressing their lips together again.
Travis shifted and laid down beside them, running his large hands over each of their bodies in turn. They broke apart to kiss him as well before Gabe and Travie shifted apart, settling Bill between them. Bill snuggled deeper into Gabe’s chest with Travis tight behind him, all three of them drifting off into a sated sleep, a soft smile on Bill’s face as his lovers cuddled him.
Fin
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