So... Charlie called Jamie and now he's at my door.

Charlie sent me out to answer it since he's still getting ready and I'm very nervous. I have no idea how this is going to go but I'm determined to go through with it.

Charlie told me it was stupid of me to wear a suit to counteract Jamie's suit but I disagree. My suit will clearly be superior.

Taking a breath, I open the door.

"You're wearing pants this time. How disappointing." He smirks, his shades hanging from his collar. He's got a slightly more rugged appearance with his suit undone a bit to show he's off the clock.

It's attractive. "It's only fair I give you two more work to do." I say, falling back into my normal banter. I step aside. "Come on in."

Chuckling, he enters. "Maybe I'll leave you in it to make a mess of yourself."

Already buzzing with arousal, I touch the jacket defensively. "You don't want to do that. Charlie bought me this."

"You can get it dry cleaned." He runs his fingers over it. "I can tell. He has great taste in suits."

"He does." I agree, staring at his hand, wishing it was Charlie's. It's not bad though.

"Did you plan anything?" He puts his hands in his pockets and leans against the front door.

"Not really." I shrug. "Charlie may have. He's a wonderful fiancé." I throw the word in just to make sure he knows how serious we are.

"Green isn't your color." He runs a hand through his hair. "And this is my first time having sex here."

"I know." I smirk. "I'm not jealous. Don't worry," I touch his chest. "I want this."

"That's good to hear because I think we both know who'd top. You're still young." He winks.

I blush and scowl. "We switch."

"We wouldn't." The way he looms over me with his thick aura of confidence means he doesn't just mean with Charlie.

Fuck.

I've never been around a real dominant before other than Xander but he doesn't count. It's fucking suffocating but in a good way.

Charlie better come out soon. He's here to fuck him, not me, but the way this is going there might end up being some unexpected foreplay.

"You sure are full of yourself." I smirk despite the red face. "Haven't changed."

"Not full of myself, just aware of my place." He loosens my tie.

I steal his glasses. "Sure." I put them on and copy his stance. "Hm, this does feel powerful." I strut around him, looking him over.

"You're adorable. I can see why Charlie likes you so much."

"Adorable," I grumble. "Does that mean you're liking me too?"

"Is that a problem?"

"He is cute, right?!" Charlie tackles me.

I chuckle and catch him, keeping us from falling. "I guess I can accept the compliment from you." I pull the glasses off and toss them on the couch. "Gotta admit, he's got a real nice ass for a top."

"So do you," Jamie and Charlie say in unison.

I blush and smile. "Thanks."

Charlie kisses the top of my head and hops down. "How do I look?" He turns around in some gray lingerie.

My mouth waters. "So fucking sexy, baby."

"Thank you." He kisses me on the lips.

Jamie whistles. "Looking good, gorgeous."

Charlie giggles, hanging off my arm.

I smile. "Shall we go to my room?"

"Yup!" Charlie pulls us in and I notice that the room is slightly rearranged with a chair sitting by the bed.

"Strip," Jamie orders me.

Staring directly at Charlie I start pulling my clothes off until I'm left in my surprise for them, my purple lingerie panties.

Charlie's eyes darken. "I wanna fuck him."

"You can't," Jamie says, forcing me into the chair and tying me to it. "Best seat in the house."

"Charlie, kiss me." I beg, already wanting his touch. I just want one thing before we start. It's happening so fast.

He nods, crawling into my lap and kissing me, grinding against me slowly.

"Yes," I moan and thrust my tongue in his mouth. "Let's make that fucking prick hard, baby."

Chuckling, he pulls my hair. "So jealous." He starts to palm me.

"I-I'm not." I moan and struggle. "I want you both."

His eyes widen. "Really? You want Jamie?"

"A little." I admit.

"I can have him touch you."

"I'm yours, Charlie. You can do whatever you want with me." I kiss him.

"Jamie, do you want to join in?"

"Sure. What should I do? Fuck his mouth?"

My mouth waters and I shake. It'd be so fucked if Jamie used me to get hard just so he could properly fuck my boyfriend. So fucked but so goddamn hot.

Charlie's right. I'm so slutty and I'm not even drunk this time. But it's worth it.

"Do it. Put on a condom."

Jamie slowly strips down and I can't keep my eyes off him. He slips on the condom slowly and Charlie coats his cock with flavored lube before stepping back, allowing Jamie to put his cock to my lips.

I look up at him. This'll be my first time sucking a cock that isn't Charlie's. He's bigger than me too. Charlie had all of this yet he still chose me. It warms my heart.

I open my mouth a tiny bit, only enough to shroud the head with my lips, teasing.

"Open up." He eyes me.

Slowly, I open my mouth all the way and stick out my tongue.

He slides in. "Suck."

Charlie bites his lip, rubbing my hard-on.

I moan and hollow out my cheeks before sucking hard. I look into Jamie's eyes and start bobbing my head, taking him in deeper and deeper while my tongue gets to work doing what it does best, pleasuring.

He groans, holding my hair and thrusting into me.

I choke a little but take it, my eyes moving down to lock with Charlie's as I drool.

He buries his face in my crotch. "Ethan."

I moan at the sound of my name from my lover's lips and the vibrations flow through Jamie's cock.

Charlie and Jamie moan as well and Jamie keeps fucking into me until he just... stops.

My boyfriend doesn't seem to realize, instead mouthing at my cock.

Jamie pulls him off of me. "Nope, we can't have him coming too soon."

I whine and pull at the restraints as he takes my Charlie away from me.

He throws Charlie onto the bed and the blond looks to me before keeping his attention on Jamie.

The older man crawls over him, kissing everywhere but his lips as Charlie breathes deeply. "J-Jamie..."

He disposes of his condom and starts to jerk Charlie off before playing with his piercings.

"O-Oh—" Charlie squeezes his eyes shut.

"I need to see how you've changed. It's been a while."

Charlie just nods. "Okay."

Jamie takes his time in mapping out Charlie's body. He gives attention to every inch of it, each touch leaving goosebumps in its wake. Charlie's growing restless, but I can tell he knows his place.

"I like the tattoos."

"Thank you," Charlie whispers. He can't even mask the need in his voice.

I yearn to touch him, to fulfill his needs. Watching him with Jamie fills me with feelings I can't even begin to explain but they're all going straight to my dick, making me so hard I'm leaking pre-cum.

"Charlie..." I whimper.

Jamie whispers something in his ear and he nods, ignoring me.

I want his attention so bad. I feel like I'm being punished.

After what feels like hours, Jamie finally puts on a new condom and slicks it up with lube, Charlie crawling over to worship it. He licks up the shaft, looking into Jamie's eyes.

"Your cock is so big, Jamie." He moans. Charlie gives it his special treatment, showering it with attention. He kisses and licks all over it before working on the head.

I whine openly and try to fight the restraints. They keep me in place though and that just turns me on even more.

Jamie pulls out before coming and Charlie moans, wanting to be full again.

"Hey, I'm going to fill you up."

Charlie purrs, getting on his hands and knees as Jamie switches condoms and teases Charlie's entrance.

"Please—"

"Be patient."

He pouts. "Yes, Jamie."

Jamie massages Charlie's ass and the blond grips the sheets. He looks so needy. He needs dick now.

But it's not going to be my dick that fulfills him. My Charlie is going to be filled up with another man's cock. I wish I could look away but I can't, my eyes are glued to the display before me as Jamie pleasures the man I love.

Finally, Jamie inserts himself and Charlie lets out a long moan.

"Fuck—" Charlie's legs wobble. "J-Jamie."

"That's right." He smacks Charlie's ass.

Charlie and him move together, my bed moving at the force. They don't waste any time. They've already waited long enough. Need is the only emotion that they feel.

I'm so fucking hard my cock is red and raging. Both of their moans are sending me over the edge and I need touch so bad. I can't even touch myself.

They keep going, pretending I don't exist. Charlie starts getting restless, moaning more and more.

"I-I'm close, Jamie."

"So am I."

He buries his face in the mattress, his hands shaking due to how hard he's gripping the sheets. "J-JAMIE!"

He comes.

I watch him reach his climax and continue to watch as Jamie reaches his and they ride out their climaxes. Charlie's face is flushed such a nice shade and Jamie is all sweaty.

I feel close to crying, my legs shaking from the need to release. "Please...please..."

They continue, Charlie and Jamie moaning each other's name.

I can't stand it any longer and I scream in both pain and relief as I come without even being touched.

Charlie looks over at me and his eyes darken.

Jamie pulls out and disposes of the condom as Charlie crawls over to see me.

"Mm, you came without being touched." He licks my crotch.

I whimper, my eyes fluttering as my body falls limp. He's finally paying attention to me.

"My Ethan." He moans.

Jamie watches, smirking. "Liked what you saw?"

I swallow. "Y-Yes."

Charlie starts kissing me. "You're so pretty."

"You're prettier." I devour his mouth, wanting nothing more than to be as close to him as possible now that it's over.

He giggles, untying me and removing my underwear so he can clean me up. I watch him lovingly and pet him as he does.

"My perfect Charlie."

"You think I'm perfect?" He looks up at me with big eyes and dark lashes.

"Absolutely."

"So are you." He nuzzles against me.

Jamie chuckles. "You two are perfect together."

"Thank you." I smile at him. Maybe he's not such a bad guy. "I'll take good care of Charlie."

"He's a lot happier with you in his life," he says honestly.

"I was so worried about upsetting you or you not enjoying it..." Charlie kisses my thigh.

"I hope you were able to enjoy yourself despite that." I comb my fingers through his hair just the way he likes.

"Don't worry. Jamie was in charge of keeping an eye on you." He smiles.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jamie nods.

"Thanks." I tell him genuinely.

"You're welcome."

Charlie climbs into my lap and hugs me. I hug back, melting into him. "You know that next time I fuck you, it'll be the best goddamn fuck of your life, right?" I whisper.

"I bet." He squeezes tighter.

Jamie stretches and starts to gather his clothes.

"You can use our shower if you want." I offer.

"Thanks. I'll be out of your hair soon."

I nod and cuddle my boyfriend. To think, if I hadn't entered his life, he could be marrying Jamie right now.

"We should hang out sometime." Charlie grins.

He stops. "Really?"

I bite my lip, a spark of worry igniting. I hope this didn't bring back old desires.

"Yeah. All of us together." Charlie hums. "Ethan's a ton of fun. I'll be the designated driver."

I smile. "Sure."

"Sounds like a plan." Jamie smiles and heads to the shower.

Charlie relaxes against me. "I like touching you."

"I like touching you too." I stand up and set him down on my bed before leaning down and swallowing his limp dick, just to replace the taste. I pull away and lay down with him.

"You're okay hanging out, right?"

"Yeah, I can give him a try."

"If you ever have a problem with anything, don't bottle it up. Tell me."

I nod. "I will, same to you."

He smiles. "I will. I love you."

"I love you too." I bury myself in him.

Charlie giggles. "I prefer you."

"I prefer you too." I tell him, happy he still wants me. "Nobody could ever compare to you."

"You didn't think that I'd go back and choose him over you, did you?" He massages my chest. "I have two tattoos of you." He winks.

"I had one moment of worry." I admit. "But it passed quickly."

"Is there anything I should do to make sure you never feel worry?"

"No, baby, you're doing everything wonderfully."

"Okay." He lays his head on my chest.

I stare at the ceiling. "How did I get here? I used to be a straight, punk, bad boy and now I'm a bi, soft boy, cuck."

"You're cuddling with him."

"The reason? You're right. You did this to me and I couldn't be more grateful." I kiss him.

He giggles. "You've always had a little gay in ya. I just brought it out."

"Oh, for sure." I chuckle and bite my lip. "That baseball captain was really hot."

"What'd he look like?"

"He was just so confident, encouraging, and charismatic. He had a stupid haircut but at the time it was trendy. Messy Brown hair, nice and tan, in shape." I sigh. "I could've had so many gay experiences if I'd just known. I've been robbed by compulsive heterosexuality."

Charlie goes silent. "You can have those experiences if you want..."

"I do have them, with you." I look at him, confused.

"I feel bad that I'm your first... and last..."

"I don't." I take his hand. "Don't feel bad. I don't have any need to 'catch up' on what I missed, it's just sad that I missed it. I'm so happy with you and I don't need anyone else."

He exhales. "That's good, but I'd wait for you if you wanted me to."

"Never. Even now that I've tried another dick, yours is still absolutely my favorite."

"Okay." He grins.

"Do you want to try anything else before you're mine forever?" I ask him.

"Not really." Charlie hums. "Nothing I couldn't do with you."

I smile. "Okay. I'm excited for our life together. I need to get our parents together."

"Definitely."

I snake down and kiss Charlie's bum before cuddling up to it. "You're my soulmate."

He blushes. "I feel the same. But are you talking to me or my ass?"

"You and your ass are one but you, of course."

Charlie giggles. "The shower hasn't been running for a while. Jamie probably left."

"Good." I chuckle and lick his crack.

"Oh my gosh." He laughs. "Ethan."

I giggle. "I'm hungry. But we can get a regular meal if you want."

"Eating my ass won't satisfy your hunger."

"I don't believe youuuuu~" I kiss his hole.

"Hey, I'll cook for you."

"But you taste so good."

"So does pasta."

"Pasta." I moan. "Okay, baby."

"I have some homemade ravioli in the freezer. I can thaw it out in my sauce." Charlie hums. "I've been cooking meals in advance so you can eat my cooking more often."

"That's so sweet." I move up and kiss his lips. "I'll help you. Can't wait to have the noodles covered in your sauce." I trail my fingers over his dick.

"It's red sauce."

I pout. "Blood noodles."

"Do you want to drink my blood?"

"Not necessarily." I suck in my teeth. "That sounds kinda vampirey but I'd give it a try if you want me too."

He laughs. "You want blood noodles, so I was just asking."

"No, I specifically do not want blood noodles."

"Good. But my blood is practically marinara." He giggles.

"Mmm I'm marrying an Italian daddy." I smirk.

"I'm your daddy!" He cheers, pulling the bags out of the freezer.

Fuck, he's so cute.

I chuckle and kiss him. "Sure, baby. You're my daddy."

He giggles, kissing back. "I'm such a sexy daddy."

"You sure are." I agree.

The smell of the ravioli hits me as it starts to cook. Charlie hums, putting some garlic bread in the oven.

"I'm soooo ready." I drape myself across the counter.

"You're always ready for my food."

"That is true."

Charlie continues to cook and talk with me until he finishes, dishing us both up and setting the plates at the bar. "Bon appétit."

We clink our forks and proceed to have a fantastic night. I'm so happy to have someone like Charlie. After I lost Carmen, I thought I'd never find love again, but now I've found the best and truest love of all.

I'm really lucky.

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