Daye, Rainey - An Unconventional Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (4 page)

Jess groaned when Alex pulled out of him. Before he had time to fully feel the loss, though, Alex was tugging on his hip in order to get him turned over. Relieved as he realized that Alex wasn’t finished yet, Jess rolled over onto his back and spread his legs.

Alex applied more lube to his cock and Jess’s anus before sliding back inside him. Leaning down, he captured Jesse’s mouth with his own and kissed him deeply while Jess wrapped his arms around him and held him tight as Alex slowly thrust back inside him.

Jess’s own cock hardened even more against his belly, and that seemed to spur Alex on to quicken his thrusts. Straightening his arms, Alex began driving deep inside Jesse with a purpose, his eyes glued to the sight of Jess’s cock bouncing between them.

When Jess took his own cock in hand and began stroking it again, Alex’s balls tightened even more. With three more forceful thrusts, Alex’s body exploded in a powerful release. Before he could pull away or collapse on top of Jess, whichever was easiest, Jess scooted out from beneath him. Alex collapsed face first on the bed while Jess hurriedly slipped on his own condom and moved up behind Alex.

Squirting the lube directly onto Alex’s ass and not taking the time to rub it in, Jess slammed himself home, desperate for his own release. Alex cried out, but from either pleasure or pain, Jess was beyond caring at that point. All he knew was that his semen was quickly rising in his cock, and he wanted to come inside his best friend and lover. Moments later, he cried out in blissful agony as he experienced his own release.

Collapsing on top of Alex, Jess fought to regain his breath. When he could finally speak, he kissed Alex’s shoulder and apologized.

“What the fuck are you apologizing for?”

“For the lack of foreplay,” he replied. “I should have licked you and sucked you and kissed you and fingered you before I fucked you.”

Alex burst out laughing as he rolled out from under Jess and lay next to him, face to face.

“Never apologize for losing control,” Alex chided him gently before kissing him tenderly.

An hour later, Jess was on his way to class, and the two men had begun to make serious plans regarding their mutual seduction of Maggie.

Chapter 4

When Maggie got home from school that day, she came to an abrupt halt in the doorway as she spied, for the first time ever, Alex and Jesse making out on the couch. Completely intrigued, she stepped back into the archway between rooms so she could watch from the shadows and not alert them to her presence. As a heterosexual female, she found the idea of being with another female totally repugnant and not the least bit titillating, and she could never understand why guys were always turned on by girl-on-girl action. As such, she always thought she would find the idea of two men engaging in sex together equally repugnant, but a secret part of her had become intrigued ever since she wound up living with two gay men.

She had always assumed that one member of a homosexual couple would assume the female’s traditional role in the relationship. But her two roomies were both so buff and masculine that she was secretly hoping that they weren’t really gay after all, even though they did sleep in the same bed. She had noticed that they both sported morning wood when she spent the night with them and had even fantasized that their erections were for her, while the rational part of her mind pointed out that morning hard-ons were typical of the male of the species. Yet who could blame her if she rubbed up against them while still pretending to be asleep? Was it a crime to cop an innocent feel of those magnificent erections?

She shook her head at her sick, masochistic thoughts. It wasn’t right to secretly hope that one or both of them would suddenly discover he was straight and tumble into bed with her. They’d been a couple far too long for her to entertain thoughts of stealing one away from the other, not that she could choose between them. And if she did manage that impossible feat, he might then expect anal sex from her. Eww! Ouch! Perish that thought quickly. She might enjoy having her anus licked and could even find a light stroking of that area to be pleasurable, but the thought of a full-size cock slammed up her ass?
No way, no how
, and her sphincter tightened in involuntary response to the thought. She didn’t care how hot the guy was. Her pleasure center was firmly entrenched in her vagina!

Maggie must have made a sound, because her roomies abruptly broke apart.

“Maggie? Sorry. We didn’t hear you come in,” Jess said.

“Hope we didn’t offend you in any way,” Alex added.

“Offend me? Why would I be offended? It’s your house. You should be able to make out anywhere you want to. It’s my fault, really. I should have announced myself, or better yet, retreated so as not to interrupt you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Alex said as he moved farther away from Jess and patted the couch cushion between them.

Maggie went over and sat down at his invitation, getting a sick thrill from the feel of their thighs pressed against hers. A quick glance confirmed that they were both aroused, and she had a momentary fantasy about their respective sizes and girths and tried to compare what she was visibly observing with her memories of rubbing against them in the mornings.

“Does it hurt?” she found herself wondering.

“Does what hurt?” Jess asked, perplexed.

Maggie blushed as she realized that she had spoken her thought out loud.

“Nothing, ignore me, brain fart,” she babbled as her face flamed to match the color of her hair.

Alex started laughing, and Maggie knew that he must have realized where her mind had just been moments before. Placing his hand on her thigh, he leaned closer to her and said, “Mags, if you’re curious about something about us, all you have to do is ask. If we find it offensive or rude, we simply won’t answer but won’t hold your question against you, okay?” He smiled at her as he gave her thigh a squeeze and a pat.

Jess placed his own hand high on her other thigh. “We truly want you to be comfortable living here with us, which is why we’ve confined our ‘affection’ for each other to the bedroom. But if it actually makes you more comfortable around us to know what we do in private, then all you have to do is ask, and we’ll answer what we can.” He rubbed her thigh in what she assumed he thought was a reassuring gesture but in actuality was making her a bit hot and bothered.

She was unaware that Alex was noticing her reactions with a clinical eye bent toward seduction. He also started to stroke her thigh as she remained unaware that her pupils had dilated and her cheeks had grown flushed. She felt her cheeks grow hot with arousal so kept her head ducked, blissfully unaware when Alex marginally inclined his head toward her nipples to surreptitiously indicate to Jess that she wasn’t unaffected by them, and thus also missing Jess winking at Alex over her head in acknowledgement.

Jess draped his other arm around her shoulders and gave them a tight squeeze. Leaning closer, he breathed in her ear, “So what did you want to know, baby?”

Maggie bit her lip as her body erupted in chills before suddenly blurting out, “Who’s the woman?”

“The woman?” Alex asked, perplexed.

Jess burst out laughing. “She wants to know who’s on top, Alex.”

“Oh,” was all Alex could say in response while Maggie buried her face in her hands in mortification.

“I am so, so sorry. I didn’t mean to blurt that out. It was rude and intrusive. Oh, God, I’m so embarrassed. I should go now,” Maggie rambled as she tried to extricate herself from between the two men, who immediately increased their grips on her thighs and shoulders to hold her firmly in place between them.

“Don’t apologize,” Alex said to her. “You have questions, Maggie, and as long as you’re living here with us, you are entitled to having some of them answered. Understand?”

Maggie nodded mutely, unable to look either man in the face yet.

They continued to slowly stroke her thighs while Jess squeezed her shoulders gently, and Alex stroked her cheek briefly before moving his hand to her back.

“Neither one of us grew up knowing or thinking that we were gay.” Alex finally began with their story. “In fact, my very first girlfriend was in the seventh grade. Amy Baskins. She kissed me behind the gym after track one day, and I was a goner. I’ve loved kissing ever since.” He gave a wistful sigh at the memory of that first kiss.

Startled, Maggie finally looked at him to see if he were teasing her. But by the look on his face, she knew he was being completely truthful with her.

“And you?” she asked Jess, looking at him in turn, truly curious as to what he had to reveal.

“I was a late bloomer compared to Romeo over there. My first kiss wasn’t until the eight-grade dance, and my first girlfriend wasn’t until the ninth grade,” he confessed.

“Really?” she breathed.

They both nodded solemnly at her.

“So does that mean that you’ve actually been with a woman?” Maggie couldn’t help but ask them.

“If you mean ‘been’ as in ‘had sex with,’ then the answer is yes,” Alex replied.

“Really?” she breathed again, titillated by the thought.

They both nodded again but with smiles on their faces this time.

“Wow, I just assumed that either you were or you weren’t gay. But I guess that’s just stupid on my part. After all, we’ve all heard or read about political figures through the ages or athletes or actors and such who were married to women but were secretly gay. I mean, come on, how else did they manage to have kids with their wives or to hide the fact that they were gay from them if they never had sex with them, right?” She found herself rambling.

“Absolutely,” Alex agreed with a chuckle before he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “You are so adorable,” he breathed in her ear.

Chills shot through Maggie at those words and the proximity of his lips as she remembered his words about how he loved to kiss. She had to mentally castigate herself over her reaction to what was surely a purely innocent gesture on his part. It didn’t help matters when Alex gently pushed an errant strand of hair behind her ear and stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers before he breathed, “What else do you want to know?” in a husky voice.

“Well,” she said after swallowing hard in an attempt to get her hormones under control, “when did you two get together? Sexually, I mean,” she added and then blushed at her audacity.

“Well,” Jess responded thoughtfully, “it wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment or drunken bit of experimentation, if that’s what you’re wondering.” Wide-eyed, she turned toward him to encourage him to continue with the revelation.

“You know that we’ve been best friends since first grade, right?” he asked.

Maggie nodded while Alex continued to absently stroke her cheek and neck, and both men periodically squeezed her thighs between their light strokes.

“So we spent a lot of time together growing up. When we met in Mrs. Talbert’s class, we found out that we lived only five streets over from each other, so our parents were willing to schlep our asses over to each other’s houses so we could play together. Eventually we rode our bikes to each other’s places and explored the neighborhood together.”

“We had sleepovers and camped out in each other’s backyards all the time. Took to exploring the woods behind our subdivision and even built ourselves a secret fort there, no girls allowed,” Alex added with a laugh.

“Until we discovered that girls were really, really good for kissing.” Jess chuckled. “Then our secret fort became our make-out place of choice.”

“I lost my virginity to Sarah Michaels in that fort,” Alex said on a wistful sigh.

“I lost my cherry there to Dawn Fitzpatrick,” Jess said with a fond smile.

“Oh, no, don’t tell me that that is where you two finally got together,” Maggie cried.

Laughing, they both nodded at her, their eyes dancing with mirth.