It was the second third since my old college roomy arrived to live with us. I woke alone in bed again. I wasn’t too concerned even though this was the second day that happened. I smelled coffee. Getting up, fighting to keep my hands off my morning wood, I padded on bare feet out and down the short hall, naked until I reached the kitchen. Hearing certain sounds, I slowed to a stop at the entrance and peered in.
As I suspected, the two of them were in a clinch, both of them naked, grinding as they kissed, Lawr pressing my beautiful husband up against the counter. As I watched, Lawr lifted Kent up onto the countertop and kissed his way down to Kent’s cock taking it into his mouth to suck.
Kent leaned back onto his elbows, his buttocks flexing with pleasure from Lawr going down on him. His head went back, and he moaned.
I watched for a moment, but Kent’s eyes opened, and he saw me. I moved immediately, heading for them. Kents eyes went wide, and he tried to sit up, but I motioned him to stop. “It’s ok, baby, enjoy it. Lawr looks like he is doing a great job, on your beautiful cock.”
Kent hesitated. Lawr didn’t skip a beat, and I saw Kent’s resolve to hide what they were doing, fade.
I walked up to them and leaning in past Lawr, though my achingly hard cock brushed against Lawr’s side, and engaged in kissing my husband.
He moaned and kissed feverishly back as I felt Lawr drop one hand from Kent’s thigh, to take my throbbing rod in hand. Oh fuck, there was no turning back now. It wasn’t long before the hot knot of pleasure at the base of my balls, tightened into the pinpoint feeling that told me I was teetering on the edge of explosion. Kent was already there, shuddering visibly as his cock pumped cream into Lawr’s vacuum cleaner mouth and throat. A dribble of cum seeped back down his cock as he released, groaning into my mouth with his passion.
Lawr held off cumming. “Hope you didn’t mind me pleasuring your husband this morning,” he said, pulling me in for a kiss, which Kent watched as he recovered. I kept the kiss to just three seconds with a bit of tongue as our bodies swayed into one another. Damn but Lawr always felt so good against me, and the taste of Kent’s cum from Lawr’s mouth made my cock start to swell again and lift against Lawr’s big monster which was steely hard between us.
Up to this point the relationship of the three of us had been heating up rapidly between Lawr and Kent, with me on the outside looking in, but I resolved to start changing that. And one of the ways I was going to do that was to bring a bit more truth into what was going on. Kent was going to have to start getting used to the idea that this was a three-way deal.
“I didn’t mind, but you two don’t have to sneak around me for a little fun together.” I gave Lawr’s ass a playful smack, releasing him.
Lawr laughed and tried to spank me back, but I evaded him, going over and taking my man in my arms instead and pulling him off the counter for a long kiss. “I’ll make breakfast, you two go shower. Don’t you have to get ready for work today, Lawr?”
Lawr was standing there petting his cock while he watched us. “Yeah. I do, and a shower sounds good.” His eyes went to Kent who said, “I’ll join you.”
I waved them off. I knew damn well Lawr would be fucking my baby in that shower, but that was up to Kent. In my heart of hearts, I was letting Kent set his own boundaries. I just wanted him to start being a bit more open and truthful with me. And for that to start, I needed to be more truthful to him.
While I was cooking, letting the eggs cook in the pan, I took a quick walk to the spa / bath, peeking in. I really didn’t need to. The sounds of rhythmical grunts and flesh smacking against flesh told me everything I needed to know.
By the time I was done, with flapjacks, eggs, and a bowl of cut fruit on the table, kent was back. His cheeks colored when I looked at him, but he busied himself pouring the coffee. He’s pulled on some grey stretch cotton shorts and looked thoroughly edible.
“You and Lawr have a good shower?”
Kent jerked a look at me. “Umm, great.” He said in a subdued sort of way.
Lawr appeared, wearing white leggings, sneakers and a tight short sleeved white shirt, that hugged his abs, and was unbuttoned to just below his bulging pecs. Fuck, my roomy was built. The outlines of his cock draped down the inside of his right thigh. Fuck those tights were as revealing as you could get without being naked. The emblem of “Nautical Seaside Inn” was emblazoned on his shirt.
“How do I look?” he asked, his bass voice making any man melt.
“You're not going out like that?” Kent said, wide eyed and something else… hungry.
“Whats wrong with this?”
“Nothing. You look great.”
“Thanks, but Kent doesn’t think so. What's wrong, baby?” Lawr said moving to Kent and sliding his hands around him to claim his ass. They kissed until Kent drew back.
“It’s your cock.”
“Whats wrong with it?”
“Oh nothing, its great, it’s just everybody can see it.”
“I think that’s the idea, baby.” I said.
Kent shot me a glare, but then he looked back at Lawr, adoringly, passion burning. “Just you behave with all those rich men coming into that place and wanting more than what's on the menu.”
“I promise.” Lawr said, and with another much longer kiss with Kent, he let my husband go and sauntered sexily out of the kitchen to go to his first day or orientation on his new job..
Kent’s cotton shorts were projecting out in front as I went to him and put an arm around him.
Kent stiffened at first before seeming to remember he was with me, and relaxed. “He’ll be fine, baby. I think its great that your so protective. But Lawr is a big boy.”
Kent sighed and nodded but looked distracted. “Yes.’ He said finally, and then left my one-armed embrace to go clear the table.
I sat down at my place and ate some eggs, watching my husband out of the corners of my eyes.
I didn’t have any models coming today, but would have to finish the painting with Tyler, without him. I always did the final layering and details without the models as it freed me to enhance them even further. Besides which I had to add armor and all the details that required.
As if reading my mind, Kent asked, “Is Tyler coming today?”
“No, babe, I am finished with Tyler. I have to work on the rest of it, adding warrior gear and so on.’
“Oh right. If you want me to model any of that for you, I will.”
“Absolutely.”
Kent sat down finally with a second cup of coffee, adding some fruit to his plate to nibble on.
“Baby…”
“Yes?”
“I have a confession to make.”
“Yeah babe?” I looked up from my breakfast to give him my full attention. He blushed and looked down at his plate, avoiding my eyes.
“What is it babe?”
After a moment, he took a deep breath, and then began, “Well I know your… you say your really happy that Lawr and I get on so well. The thing is, I am not sure you realize just how well.”
“Oh?” I turned back to my food, doing my best to show my love I was not concerned.
“Well, the thing is, the thing is… a couple of times when you weren’t around, he and I have…. well, we’ve gotten carried away and sort of gone too far.”
My cock was stirring under the table, hearing this. “Oh?” I said again, still careful not to pin him with my eyes.
“Well, I know you said we could kiss… and I mean, when Lawr kisses me it's not just a little peck, we are, like, making out. And it gets me so free-ken hard.”
“Well, that’s understandable,” I drawled out, “He’s damn sexy.”
“Understatement of the year.” Kent said and he added a stifled giggle, mostly of nervous relief he’d gotten that much out without any drama.
“If you're going to confess to oral sex with him, baby, remember I accepted that down on the beach. And when I found him going down on you here on the counter, I was fine with it. If that’s all, you don’t need to worry.” I reached over and squeezed Kent’s forearm.
There was a long pause as Kent seemed to digest that. “That’s incredibly understanding, baby. But you right, I don’t think Lawr, and I can keep from doing that.”
I nodded, “Not sure anyone could.”
Kent nodded and seemed to sag with relief, but only a little.
I watched him bite his bottom lip as he worked up the courage to confess a bit further. “The thing is, he and I have gone further than that.”
“Oh?”
“Well, the first time was when he gave me a massage. He took off his shorts to keep the oil off them, but his… his cock… it was moving up and down on my ass as he massaged my shoulders, and it snagged on my… “
“Your hole.” I said, supplying it for him. “You mean he accidentally entered you?”
“Just for a moment… not all the way…And you came in, and he pulled out before you saw. But then well, when we were on the beach and you left us for a swim, before you came back with Ben, he and I were making out naked, and he got out a condom, and put it on… well we … were just going to let him get inside me for a little, but we got carried away… “
“Did you cum, baby?” I asked quietly.
Kent blushed. “I couldn’t help it.”
“No, I imagine not.” I looked at Kent and smiled, and he hesitantly, his blue eyes searching mine, smiled back.
“Did you two fuck again?” I asked quietly, after a moment.
Kent hung his head. “Just now, in the showers, and last night, when you were asleep, I went to him and we, well, we were at it a long time.”
Basically, Kent just told me they were all but lovers, but I wasn’t going to press him on that point. However, I did need to unburden my own duplicity and see if I got forgiveness. I wasn’t sure I would.
“Well, baby I have a confession of my own.”
Kent blinked, looking at me. “What?”
“I have shaded the truth about Lawr and me.”
“What?”
Remember when I asked you if Lawr could come stay with us? Well, Lawr and I sort of agreed that if he came here, we’d see what happened between you two. I know you are afraid of three ways, but Lawr confessed to me that he had turned completely gay, then, and I couldn’t resist asking him to stay with us.”
Kent looked at me and then said, “So, I am waiting for the confession?”
“Baby, I am saying I wasn’t entirely altruistic inviting him. I knew he was gay before he confessed it to us when he arrived. I was hoping you two would really hit it off, I mean, really.”
Kent stared at me and then giggled. “Oh, Dev you are so funny sometimes. I knew all that. But I figured if you wanted him to come stay with us that much, that I had to see what was really going on. It’s good. I am glad he came.”
I sat there, stunned. I felt liberated from my deceptive scheming, but on second and third thought, not entirely out of the woods yet.
I felt Kent’s eyes studying me, and he finally giggled.
“What?” I looked at him, drowning in his beauty all over again.
“Well, its ok, baby. I was and am a willing dupe. Lawr is wonderful. Kind, sweet, sexy as fuck, with a cock even bigger, though not enough to make a difference then yours. I think I could fall for him easily, if I haven’t already.”
I felt a little knot form in my stomach, hearing this, but it was what I wanted, wasn’t it?
“But don’t ruin it.” He told me, suddenly. “Don’t think you can just start making it with Lawr in front of me, or worse pushing me to one side while you two fuck. I want my time with him, until I am certain he is MY man, and then maybe, after a while, when I am ready, you can get with him… not sure I want to watch… that. I have to work things out and you're going to let me do that. You're not going to compete with me for Lawr’s love, and you're going to have to deal with it when I take him away and leave you out of it for a while.”
I looked at Kent for a long time, and felt the ice form in my own eyes, until he shrank back.
Finally, I said, “You do remember, when we married, when I had to deal with you being rich, and me being anything but, and you not taking my money for rent, but letting me have a room as my studio, that I told you it wouldn’t work unless you promised to respect me?”
Kent paled, swallowing, but he nodded.
“Say it. Do you remember that?”
Kent seemed to have something in his throat, but finally emitted. “Yes.”
“I will give you time to sort this out in your own mind, but you remember this.” I put some edge to my voice. “It is not important to me whether you have sex with Lawr, except that he makes you happy. I love you and want you to be happy. But I see how you are when I flirt or kiss one of my models, or anyone else, and I can see it upsets you. But I also see that Lawr steadies you, because you know you have another who will be there for you. That’s a good thing. But leaving one another out of the love that is going on is not. But if you must leave me out to feel better…” I paused and he flinched, “Well I will give you some time, but when I have had enough, I will be back, and you better be willing to take me back, or our marriage will be effectively over. Whether you realize it or not, your jealousy, means you don’t trust me to love you when other hot men come on to me. You don’t respect my love and my resolve. I love you, but, maybe that doesn’t matter because that means in a fundamental way, you don’t respect me.”
I got up, no longer feeling the least bit hungry. “I have some money saved. I am going to stay at the Breakers Inn for a couple of weeks while you sort out your feelings for Lawr and me. In a couple of weeks, I will be back, and we’ll see how things are.”
Kent was gaping at me, pale. “And this shows respect to my needs and feelings?”
I gave him a long look. “I am respecting your need to be with Lawr and come to terms with how you two feel about each other, and then whether you can deal with me coming back and trying to yes, have a three-way relationship. Where is the disrespect in that?”
“I don’t want you to leave. You're my husband!”
“I am your husband, and your husband needs to fuck off for two weeks.” I said, growing tired of this conversation.
“Don’t go.” Kent said, very simply and quietly and I almost gave in. I could have just as easily fallen into that submissive cuckhold role of letting my husband and my old room mate crush have an affair while treating me like shit, but that wasn’t who I was.
Kent was so beautiful, he was my sweety, and I loved him to bits, but I knew I needed to get away. I had always expected that Kent and Lawr would need time together. I’d had a year with Lawr as my room mate. I knew the man very well, if not sexually. We’d never fucked. But that would come… maybe.
“Look baby, I am proud of you,” I finally said. “You wanted to be truthful to me about you and Lawr and you are. But what you ask of me I can’t do. I can’t be not included, while sharing the same space with you guys. I can’t do that because I’d be disrespecting myself. I like who I am, and I am not going to play the role of some old blind husband. I am twenty fucking four years old, fit, well hung, not bad looking, if I say so myself, but I need a vacation from you while you're into Lawr.”
“Is… is our marriage over?” Kent whispered.
“No babe.” I said, firmly. “But you're going to have to be ready to see Lawr and I get close before this will work. I am giving you your time. You’ll need to be ready to give us our time. Ok?”
Kent slumped, but he nodded.
Part of me was crushed that he gave in.
I was dressed in some stretch cotton black shorts and a navy muscle tee, refreshed from a gloomy shower, all packed with coat bag and suitcase, and my laptop, ready to go when Kent moved in behind me and wrapped his arms around me. “Baby, I’ve thought about it. Don’t go.”
I turned in his arms, looked into those brilliant blue eyes and felt my heart stop. The thing was I had already called Ben and he’d offered his home to me. I was damn sure he’d offered himself as well, but our phone conversation hadn’t gotten there yet.
“What did you think about?” I said, after we had kissed for a full minute.
“I decided I needed to watch you and Lawr together. I mean, if you guys will not jump into it. Take your time. I don’t want to feel jealous or resentful. I love you, Dev. I love you in ways he can’t even touch, but I don’t want him to go either. I think I am falling for him.”
“I know you are. It’s in your eyes when you look at him.”
“Is it in my eyes when I look at you?” Kent whispered adorably.
“Yes.” I had to admit that. “Even if sometimes you forget I am there with him around.” I added.
“I can work on that.” He said, his hands moving down my back to my ass.
“Really?” I said, pinning him with my gaze, looking deep into those beautiful blue orbs.
With the slightest of hesitations, he said, “Really.”
I decided I could work with a slight hesitation. My cock was stiffening against his through the thin cotton and he felt it.
“Mmm, something tells me your staying.”
“Ohhh, I don’t know…. I think I might need a little more persuading,” I said nuzzling his chiseled jaw. Fuck he was so sexy; I couldn’t help it.
Kent laughed in that light giggle of his that always made me smile. In moments we were both hard, our cocks rolling and bumping together though the thin cotton. My muscle T went flying off me and his lips were on my pecs and nips, teasing and licking and biting. I had his shorts yanked to the floor, my coat back and suitcase went crashing to the floor after it and we were on our bed, rolling around “like thunder under the covers,” and we weren’t under any covers.
Damn, they always say make up sex is the best. They aren’t kidding.
Kent was feverish to get my nine inches of cock into his mouth. He went down it without much struggle, and the thought hit me that taking Lawr’s fat monster had taught my baby a trick or two. In moments he had me arching, on edge with sexy bliss, and I had to fight to hold off shooting. “Condom” I said, hoarsely, and Kent left off, moving fast to get one from the bedside stand and roll it on me, back again with lube, slathering it on my cock.
I pushed him down on the bed, roughly, and pulled his legs up over my shoulders, wasting little time to lube him, prepping him. My cock popped in through that gate without too much trouble and he was grunting, “ohhh fuck me, fuck me baby.”
I needed no further encouragement but thrust in, feeling his tight channel open to me, and then close on me as I pulled back for another thrust. “Aww fuck, so tight.”
“Fuck me Law- hunh- baby!” He begged. I heard that start on Lawr’s name and felt a flood of rage hit me that I didn’t expect. I counted to ten, staring into Kent’s wide eyes. He knew I was pissed. But that just spurred me on, and I slammed into him, fucking him harder, my balls swinging against his flanks, feeling the cum boil in those balls, wanting my baby to feel it. “I am reclaiming you, sexy man,” I growled, and he grinned.
“Yeah, claim me, lover, take me Dev, you hot fuck. Breed me, baby.”
“Oh, I am going to breed you” I said, thrusting hard and deep, and he cried out…in pain and pleasure.
He started to stroke his cock, but I took his arms and slammed them up by his head. Then I bent and leaned down to lick his cock tip and take a few inches, using the flexibility of my young bod to suck him as I fucked him.
Apparently that treatment surprised him up to another level of ecstasy. He cried out… “Fuck I can’t hold back, baby!”
A moment later my own dam burst, and I flooded that tight channel, excited beyond belief that I was fucking the same ass that had been used by Lawr in the shower just a couple of hours before. Pervy as I am it made me want to keep fucking Kent over and over.
We lay there gasping for breath.
Kent whispered. “I love you so much. I can’t lose you, Dev.”
“I love you too, baby.” I told him.
This felt good. Really good. We survived a bump in the road. But it was just one bump with many more to cum.
Thanks for reading this series. I have rewritten this series recently, expanding descriptions and dividing it from a dozen chapters into nineteen so far which will be coming out over the next days. If you read his series months ago, I strongly suggest rereading it. And there is more to cum! Enjoy!
