Three to Play (18 page)

“You mean—”

“Yes. She needs to watch you and I have sex. It’s the only way she can break down her barriers. Beth thinks jealousy will ruin a chance with us. I don’t believe it.”

“How far are we going with this?”

“As far as it takes.” Clint turned back to her. “You remember our safe word?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Dustin, you can end this too, should you chose. If Beth or any of us say ‘lobster,’
everything ends.”

“I think this has gone too far. Maybe I should say it right now.”

“Dustin, she needs this. You love her, don’t you?”

“Of course I do.”

“Plus, you and I need this. The oral you and I enjoyed last night was great, but there is so much more to explore. You experimented in college, but that was just experimentation. I have no experience at all. If the three of us have any chance of making this work, I think we have to try this.”

“I really want it to work. I think the three of us have something incredible. It’s just hard for me to see someone I love tied up.”

Dustin loved her. Clint loved her. She loved them. But was that enough to make it work?

“Do you love me, Dustin?” Clint asked.

Instead of answering, Dustin walked over and planted a kiss on him.

Beth’s insides flip-flopped. What if Clint’s plan didn’t work and her jealousy severed any chance of a future with them? So be it. She trusted him. One way or another, she’d see this through.

Clint took Dustin’s hand and walked him over to her bed. The two muscled men looked amazing. Beth squeezed her thighs together. To end it, all she needed to do was say the safe word.
Instead, she fixed her gaze on the two men about to make love.

They knelt on the bed, facing each other, their cocks touching. They kissed. Hands wandered over backs, chests, arms, legs, and asses. They pulled on each other, bringing each other closer, tighter.

Dustin dropped his mouth to Clint’s neck and sucked. Beth felt shivers run up her spine.

A moan escaped from Clint. His pleasure added to her want. He cupped Dustin’s balls.

Dustin leaned back. “Want to suck on me?”
 

“God, yes.”

Dustin rolled onto his back, his dick fully erect.

Clint leaned down and licked the tip of Dustin’s cock.

Beth smiled. She trained him well. Then the doubts rose up in her. Could she really handle this display? Clint thought she could, but she wasn’t so sure.

She blinked as he swallowed Dustin’s dick and continued fondling his balls. Dustin’s eyes closed and licked his lips. The show reached into her, pulled at her. She loved seeing these men caring for each other sexually. They’d both been in denial. Clint was afraid of admitting his desire, and Dustin unwilling to see the truth. Now they both were free to explore and enjoy each other.

Could she be free, too?

Dustin began fisting the sheets. Clint’s mouth must’ve been pushing him to scream out in pure lust.

“Stop, Clint. God, you’re good at that. I want to taste your cock, too. How about a little sixty-nine?”

He nodded and positioned himself to comply.

From Beth’s position, she could easily view all of it. Clint’s oral care began again on Dustin’s dick. Dustin looked over at her and smiled. Next, his lips slid down Clint’s cock. A wonderful warmth curled inside her channel.

Dustin’s hand reached around Clint’s backside. She watched as the tip of his finger went between Clint’s ass cheeks. Beth sighed. Her body couldn’t stay still.

Their frenzy increased with each stroke on the other. Something rose inside her, something other than the jealousy she’d expected.

“Beth, you want to see more?” Clint asked.

“Yes, sir.”

 
She wanted these men to experience the full pleasures they could give one another, to give themselves completely to each other…with or without her watching. Beth also knew that she wanted them together and alone. How hypocritical of her to expect something different from them when it came to her.

“Would you like to see us fuck each other?” Dustin smiled.

Clint turned to Dustin. They looked at each other, then back to her.

“Is that what you want, Beth?” Clint asked.

“Yes, sir.”

He laughed. Then he turned back to Dustin. “I’m game if you are.”

Dustin smiled and kissed Clint.

Beth’s excitement grew, imagining how each of them would feel begin so connected to each other.

“Who first?” Clint asked.

“There’s only one way to decide: rock, paper, scissors.”

They both laughed, and Beth stifled her own giggle.

Dustin and Clint’s fists went to their palms once, twice…the third time the result appeared. Clint formed his hand in the shape of paper, Dustin in the form of scissors. Being the winner, the cowboy donned a condom.

Clint reached into his black bag and brought out a bottle. He popped the lid open and squeezed some lubricant into his hand. “Lie down, Dustin.”

Instantly, the cowboy fell back on the mattress, legs outstretched, cock hard and ready.

With his moistened hand, Clint stroked Dustin’s cock, slicking it up with the lube. Then he reached around his own backside with his lubricated hand and circled his entrance. Beth watched as his index finger disappeared into him while his other hand stroked Dustin’s dick.

“O-Oh.” Clint moaned.

Beth’s ached grew. She wanted more. Needed more.

Another finger went in. Then a third. All the while pumping Dustin’s hard cock, which would take the place of his own digits.

Clint moved one knee over Dustin, straddling him. His ass hovered over Dustin’s dick. Then he moved down over the tip of it.

Clint jerked back up. “I’m not sure that I can do this.”

“Sure you can. Relax.” Dustin began stroking Clint’s dick. “Spread your cheeks wide. That’s good. Now, just tease your hole with my tip, don’t slip it in yet.”

She watched as Clint followed Dustin’s instructions.

“Perfect. Try to push down on it, just a fraction.”

“Okay. I’ll try.” Clint’s eyes closed. He writhed over Dustin.

“Yes. Feels so good.”

When Clint’s eyes popped open, she realized Dustin’s dick had pierced past his ring. “It’s in, Dustin. Your dick is inside me.”

“Inside, yes. But there’s more.”

“I know.”

After a minute, Clint started up and down Dustin’s dick. Short strokes.

“Darlin, if he keeps this up much longer, I’m going to go crazy.”

“Yes, sir.”

Beth watched the thin layer of sweat build up on both men.

“Clint, how does it feel with my cock inside you?”

“Fucking amazing.”

“Are you ready to take all of it into your tight hole?”

Clint didn’t answer, but slid down until the full length of Dustin’s dick went inside him. Beth watched Clint’s back arch and his head tilt.

“Breathe. That pain is temporary.”

Shortly, she watched as Clint’s shoulders relaxed.

 
“When you’re ready to let me take the driver’s seat, pinch my nipples to let me know.”

Clint nodded, but didn’t move.

Shortly, Clint’s breathing sped up. He looked over at her and smiled. Leaning down, he kissed Dustin. Then he sat up and pinched his lover’s nipples.

Dustin didn’t hesitate. Lifting his hips from the mattress, he sunk his cock into Clint backside.

“O-Oh God!” Clint’s shout seemed to vibrate in her body.

Dustin continued his assault into Clint’s body. Clint matched Dustin’s strokes with his own up-and-down motion, faster and faster.

Beth imagined how every inch of Dustin inside Clint must’ve felt. Amazing. Stretching. Thrilling. When Clint slammed down on him, Dustin’s balls jumped.

Over and over. Up and down. The show drove her wild. Her body buzzed, her want expanded.

“Dustin, I want you on top of me.” Clint rolled off of him, and stretched out face down onto the bed.

Dustin climbed on top of him. “You ready?”

Clint fisted the sheets. “Yes.”

Guiding his cock into his lover with one hand, Dustin held Clint’s shoulder with the other.

“God, you’re so fucking tight. Clint, if you want to drive me crazy, clench my dick with your insides.”

Beth relished watching them make love. She would never tire of it. Ever.

“That’s it, pardner.” Dustin’s voice resonated with excitement.

At first, Dustin’s strokes were slow, then faster.

Clint’s body responded. He rocked with him, stroke for stroke. The sight of them fucking each other charged her up. She writhed on the chair, her body hot with desire.

Beth couldn’t help herself. “Deeper, Dustin.”

“Listen to Beth. Fuck me hard.”

Dustin’s motion changed to slamming strokes. Deep. Hard. Powerful. Clint took all of him.

“I-I’m c-coming.”

“Do it.” Clint closed his eyes.

Beth savored the moment as Dustin came. Shortly, his body sagged, spent from his release.

Clint stared at her and smiled. “Don’t pull out, yet. Let’s both roll on our sides, so I can face Beth.”

She got an eyeful. Clint’s cock was still rock-hard. With Dustin’s dick still inside him, Clint began fisting his dick. Dustin reached around and tweaked Clint’s nipples. In less than a minute, white liquid shot out of Clint’s cock. He turned his head back to Dustin, and they kissed again.

Her insides surged with sexual hunger.

She wanted them to express their love for each other, to fuck wherever and whenever, no matter if she watched or not.

Clint turned back to her. “I knew you could take it.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m not so sure,” Dustin teased.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she’s not seen you fuck me yet.”

“Later, I promise. First, I want to hear her say what she’s really feeling. Speak freely, sweetheart.”

“You can fuck each other all you want. But if you don’t fuck me pretty soon, I think I’m going to explode in flames right here and now.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Should we believe her, Dustin?”

“I think so.”

“Would you like to see how she responds to my kind of expertise? You’d like it, I think.”

Desire shot up inside her. “Yes, sir. Please, sir.” She wanted more. Wanted them.

Dustin hopped off the bed. His hand moved up her thighs. “Tell me more about this, Clint. If she loves being dominated, I’m game.”

Electricity pulsed through her. “I want you. I do.”

“Did I say you could speak?” Clint barked.

“No, sir.”

“I’ll let that pass for now, but don’t let it happen again. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Clint pulled out a vibrator from his bag.

“You have to earn this. If you do, I’ll put it inside you, slow and easy.”

“Okay.”

“You spoke without being given permission.” Clint winked at her. “Dustin, pinch her hard. You need to let her know that we expect nothing but her absolute submission.”

He nodded and tweaked her nipples. The sensation felt amazing.

“Too soft. Make her really understand that she can’t speak without our consent.”

Dustin clamped down harder.