By Any Other Name (28 page)

“Works for me. Once I’m done with this job, we’ve had our vacation and come home… yes. We’ll have a trial run of, say… a month. Whether I work or not. We’ll see how it goes.” Dru smiled at Skye.

“Now then, where do you two want to go?” Thom asked, leaning on his elbow as he looked at the other two.

“I don’t know… wherever it’s warm, I suppose. Where I don’t have to think about anything but relaxing?” Dru said thoughtfully and looked at Skye. “You ever wanted to go anywhere special?”

Skye

Two
weeks ago, Skye and Thom had sighed in relief when Dru had informed them that The Job, as they’d come to call it, was almost done. Skye and Thom had started to make travel arrangements, using two evenings browsing online for something to rent for their dream destination—or rather Skye’s dream destination, Costa Rica.

It was a silly thing, really. Something that had stuck with him ever since seeing a postcard in a gas station when he was just a little boy. They had been moving from one place to another once again, in the hopes of his parents getting jobs and a proper income for a change. His mom had even spoken of renting a house, though not surprisingly, they had ended up in another trailer park. Skye’s dad was getting some gas for the car and told Skye and his mom to go get something to drink from the station. There had been an old woman behind the counter—she had smiled at Skye and been friendly, he remembered that clearly. What had held the little boy’s attention was a brightly colored postcard that was taped to the back of the cash register. It had big, bright letters and even brighter colored birds and a lovely view of the beach and palm trees.
Greetings from Costa Rica!
it had said.

He had dreamed of the birds, the beach, and the green sea for many nights to come. In one town they stayed a little longer in, he went to the library one day and found out that the birds were macaws and they really were as huge as they looked in the picture. He also learned that Costa Rica was far away, and his mother told him that they couldn’t afford to go there, but that maybe, if he continued dreaming, the dreams would one day come true.

It certainly looked like that now. He was lying in a hammock, looking out over the ocean and enjoying the sounds around the house they were renting. It wasn’t huge, just a two-bedroom thing with a large bathroom and a nice enough kitchen for cooking, but it was perfect for them. Remote enough for them to be able to just… be. Be together and enjoy everything to the fullest.

Speaking of which, he could hear a gasp from upstairs. It seemed like the quick shower after a swim had turned into something different for Dru and Thom. Skye smiled. It didn’t bother him in the least that the others were being intimate without him. It was something he wanted them to do, if not for any other reason than to be able to let go for a while without being afraid of scaring Skye.

In all honesty, it was time, and he knew it. He had seen Thom and Dru make love a few times now. He’d been in the same bed, touching them, kissing them, and eventually watching with fascination how they climaxed and then lay there, spent and boneless.

Maybe partially because his medication had been cut in half, Skye could get hard now like he was supposed to. He just couldn’t let either of his lovers touch him like that. He could even touch himself, and sometimes, after a long time of trying, he’d finally get the release that would leave him sobbing and frustrated instead of relaxed and calm like it did Dru and Thom. They always, always held him afterward, dragged him into the shower and made sure he was okay, but he never really was. Not completely. And he wouldn’t be unless he got over his fears.

It was almost funny, how he knew what to do and what it entailed; hell, he had had the sex talk with Dr. Al back at Haven when they’d discussed possible future scenarios. He had talked about everything with his lovers too. They were all healthy; there was no need for condoms. They knew from his examination before his release from Haven that if Skye ever wanted to, he could be penetrated despite the scarring he had inside him from the abuse. He wasn’t sure if he would ever be ready for it, but Thom and Dru had said they wouldn’t mind if he couldn’t do it. The others had their preferred roles, but they both said they occasionally switched, so it wasn’t a huge deal to figure the mechanics out again with Skye in the equation.

With that and a whole lot of determination in mind, Skye put the binoculars back onto the hook on the wall where they had been. His whale-watching hadn’t been very successful yet, but he had managed to see quite a few macaws. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the little house and up the stairs to the bedroom, where he stood in the doorway, watching the scene in front of him.

Thom was lying on his back in the middle of the bed, while Dru was kneeling at the end of it, licking the back of the older man’s knee, a very specific hot spot for Thom.

“Mind if I join in?” Skye asked after clearing his suddenly dry throat.

“Not at all.” Thom grinned at him, the last word turning into a moan when Dru moved upward, closing in on his erection.

Consciously, Skye closed off the part of his mind that was still scared. It would do him no good to be scared of these men, he was sure of that. He was loved here, in this room, with these two people he loved back. He left his shorts and T-shirt on the chair next to the door and walked to the bed. A random thought entered his mind and made him chuckle. Thom opened his eyes to look at him.

“What?”

“Just… it was still easier to take off my shorts than my shirt. Should be the other way around,” Skye said as he gingerly lowered himself onto the edge of the bed.

Thom merely smiled, and Dru was too focused on his task of pleasuring Thom to react in any way.

Skye leaned closer and kissed Thom gently, not surprised when the older man kissed him back with want and need, urgency he usually hid very well. Suddenly what he was doing caught up with Thom, and he pulled his head away, looking at Skye in a shocked, apologetic way.

“It’s okay,” Skye whispered, feeling his own cock fill a little at the thought of the kiss, and he leaned back in.

They kissed some more, and once again Skye thought it best to just go with the flow, do what he wanted to instead of analyze everything to pieces and freak out. That had worked thus far with everything, and despite the occasional setback, he was recovering.

Skye pulled away from the kisses that had turned into Thom moaning into his mouth as the slurping sounds from Dru began to fill the room. Skye leaned in the other direction, toward Dru, and the blond opened his eyes when he felt the weight shift on the bed. Skye whispered a few words into his ear and chuckled at the way Dru’s eyes widened. Thom’s cock popped out of his mouth, and Dru blinked at Skye.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I am, I’ll let him in on the secret too,” Skye said in a heated tone that seemed to surprise all three of them.

He shifted again to Thom’s side and looked at him from a close distance for a few moments. Thom gasped a little, as he seemed to suddenly realize the connection between Skye’s words, the look in his eyes, and the gentle probing of Dru’s fingers, which were moving from his perineum toward his opening.

“You sure?” Thom managed, spreading his legs more as he planted his feet on the bed, giving Dru more room to prepare him.

“Yes. We need this,
I
need this.” Skye nodded and felt grateful that the others didn’t question him, just let him call the shots. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Dru, but he wanted Thom now, first, for some reason he didn’t quite understand.

Part of it must have been fear. He didn’t want to hurt Dru. If he fucked up, he knew Thom would understand better and wouldn’t make a big deal out of it. That was what he needed the most, for them to act like this was just an ordinary day, despite him effectively losing his virginity.

“I’ve… never done this before,” Skye whispered, and Thom reached to tangle his fingers in Skye’s curly hair.

“It’s okay,” he said, pulling Skye closer for a kiss.

In short order, everything was ready. Dru moved up on the bed and kissed Skye for a moment, laughing a bit as Thom manhandled him into a good position for whatever he had in mind and lowered his head to nip around the blond’s skin.

“Skye, what if I take him while you take me?” Thom asked, and Dru inhaled sharply, looking from one of his lovers to the other.

“I… I don’t know,” Skye managed, the thought seeming strange, the mechanics of it escaping him for a moment.

“Skye, please? That way I’m… with you both,” Dru pleaded, suddenly looking oddly vulnerable, and Skye knew it was because he wanted this with him. Dru wanted the intimacy on some level, despite not being the one Skye was penetrating.

“Okay,” Skye whispered, and Thom guided him to where he needed to be.

Dru lay on his back, head on the pillows and looking strangely angelic despite what they were doing. He groaned a bit when Thom’s finger breached his opening and then more when Thom took Skye’s hand, coating his fingers with lube and showing him how to do it with him.

With Thom between them, guiding him with the preparation, Skye felt strangely connected to the others, like this was his safe place despite the sexual situation. He dared to press himself against Thom’s back while reaching past him as Thom taught him about the secret spot within Dru’s body that made him gasp and arch and close his eyes.

“Can you do this to me?” Thom asked and squirted a bit of lube in Skye’s other hand.

Skye had to pull his fingers away from Dru to do it, but he managed to prepare Thom on his own. Skye thought it was probably more about him getting used to it than Thom actually needing this much. Dru seemed to be as prepared as he needed to be or could be without orgasming before them.

Thom moved forward, aligned himself, and carefully pushed into Dru’s body. The blond’s feet suddenly appeared on his shoulders as Dru shifted his position a little. Skye froze at the carnal sounds the others were making; his fingers had slipped out of Thom, and it wasn’t until Thom stopped, buried as far in Dru as he could go, that Skye snapped out of his trance.

“Lube yourself,” Thom told him, and Skye took the bottle and smeared the clear liquid on his cock. His very erect and obviously keen cock. He chuckled inwardly. Who would have thought he would be in this situation?

He moved into place behind Thom and, with much-needed encouragement from the others, pushed the head of his cock against the tightly muscled ring. It seemed impossible that he could fit; despite the fact that his fingers had, it didn’t seem likely that he could, and then suddenly—

“Ooh,” he gasped as the head of his cock breached the muscle and it took him by surprise. He couldn’t help it: his weight moved forward, and it felt like Thom’s body, the tight heat around his cock, was pulling him in.

“Fuuuuck,” Thom groaned. It sounded more like a hiss, and his weight moved too, almost squishing Dru in half.

“You have no idea… how hot you look!” Dru panted, his eyes huge and pupils blown as he watched the others above him. “But if you don’t move right the fuck now, I’m going to scream.” The last bit came out as a gasp.