Sunset Hearts (17 page)

Chapter
Eleven

Daphne opened the cooler and grabbed two bottles of beer. Jerald reached for them, opened them both, and handed one back.

He clinked his bottle against hers. “Cheers,” he said.

“Cheers.”

They both lifted their bottles and drank. Alan knew Jerald couldn’t deny that knowing her secrets, he stood one hundred percent behind Alan in making sure she stayed safe, and stayed with them. It’d only been six weeks, but Alan couldn’t imagine life without her.

Alan grilled their steaks while Jerald and Daphne sat on the swing and made teasing catcalls that grew more risqué with each beer they consumed. At one point she leaned over and in a not-so-quiet stage whisper asked, “Is his ass really as cute as I think it is?”

Jerald nodded. “Cuter. Hey, Alan, show her your ass.”

Alan glanced over his shoulder at them, smiled, then mooned them.

Both of them hooted their approval.

He pulled his shorts up and added a little ass wiggle for show, laughing under his breath. They were really in the tank.

Then again, that would work to his advantage.

Why shouldn’t they have fun with her? Alan hadn’t been with a woman in years, but that was mostly because he hadn’t met one that made him want to give up guys again. He’d never sworn them off completely as a species.

He would have no problems having fun with Daphne.

His cock stiffened as he glanced at Jerald and Daphne sitting together on the swing. What it would feel like to have her squirming between them. Even better, to bury his cock inside her while Jerald fucked him silly.

He had to grab the deck railing at that thought as his cock throbbed, rock hard inside his shorts. He even had to adjust himself as he felt his shorts uncomfortably bunch around his balls.

Jesus.

Okay, that fantasy he
had
to try.

Why couldn’t the three of them live together? She was like part of the family now anyway.

And he loved her.

He watched them together. He loved both of them. Could Jerald feel the same way? Would Jerald decide he wanted to be with a woman again and choose her over him?

The benefits of the possible arrangement far outweighed the risk. If he couldn’t trust in Jerald’s love, he had no business being with him in the first place.

He removed the food from the grill and set it on the picnic table as he steeled himself to carry out his plan.

All through dinner, Alan made sure they stayed just tipsy enough to go along with his scheme. He didn’t want either one of them falling down drunk, just sporting a really good beer buzz.

He didn’t drink anything but water and iced tea, and neither of them were sober enough to notice.

After dinner, he put in the DVD and they settled on the couch with Jerald in the center. He draped one arm around Alan’s shoulders, his other around hers. Alan kept up a running commentary, getting more risqué with each one-liner he cracked. At one point, Jerald leaned over and kissed him, using full tongue, drawing a low moan from Alan.

“You don’t hush, I’m going to have to find a way to shut you up,” Jerald warned.

“Oh, yeah? How you plan to do that, tough guy?”

“Gonna shove my cock in there, that’s how.” Alan knew he never would have dropped a comment like that in front of Daphne if he wasn’t in the tank.

Bingo!
“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. Won’t be able to talk if you’re too busy sucking on it.”

Daphne giggled on Jerald’s other side. “Ooh, how do I get some of that action?”

Alan jumped on the opportunity. “He loves having his cock sucked. Makes his eyes roll back in his head. He said I’m the best head he’s ever got, even better than any woman he was ever with.” Alan slid his hand between Jerald’s legs and squeezed his cock through his shorts. It had already grown rock hard.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” Daphne protested. “How do you know I’m not better than you?”

Challenge issued, gauntlet thrown.
“Well, why don’t we let him decide?”

Confusion painted Jerald’s face. “Whoa, what?”

Alan leaned in and kissed him as he squeezed his cock again. “You just sit there and enjoy this.” He dropped to his knees on the floor in front of Jerald, who now looked shocked. “Come here, Daph. Put your mouth where your mouth is.”

She giggled as she eagerly helped Alan yank Jerald’s shorts down and off him. Jerald was obviously still too confused to protest, his beer buzz and horny cock totally in control.

Alan felt his own cock screaming for release as he wrapped his fingers around Jerald’s shaft. “I say ladies first.”

Daphne nudged in and when Alan felt her hand wrap around Jerald’s cock, Alan let go.

Jerald’s eyes widened in shock. Alan didn’t break contact with his lover’s gaze as he knelt next to Daphne and held her hair out of the way. She worked his cock with her lips and mouth, taking his large member almost all the way to the hilt.

Damn, the girl can go deep.

He looked at Jerald as he whispered in Daphne’s ear, “You want to feel that beautiful cock buried in your sweet pussy tonight, baby?”

She moaned around Jerald’s cock, making Jerald moan in reply. One of Jerald’s hands cupped the back of her head, his hips now rocking in time with her movements as he thrust.

“Don’t make him come too fast. Let him enjoy it. We can probably get two or three out of him tonight if we work together. I want to feel your mouth on my cock, too. I also want a chance to fuck you good, baby.”

She moaned again, louder. He slipped his other hand inside the front of her shorts. She spread her knees a little wider as his fingers plunged between her legs and found her wet.

“Jesus, sweetheart, look at how wet your pussy is. You’re really horny, aren’t you?”

Her moans had turned to desperate whimpers as he finger fucked her for a minute.

Alan wished he could take a picture of Jerald’s stunned, wide eyes. Alan withdrew his hand and stuck the two fingers in his mouth.

Jerald licked his lips as Alan slowly sucked her juices off his fingers. “How is she doing?” Alan asked him.

He nodded, speechless.

Alan stood and knelt next to him on the couch. Jerald’s gaze never left him, following Alan as he kissed him. “I want to watch you fuck her,” Alan softly said. “I want to watch you spread her legs and sink that gorgeous cock of yours inside her and pound her until she’s screaming your name.”

Jerald moaned.

Alan leaned closer, his forehead touching Jerald’s. “I bet you want to watch me fuck her too, don’t you?”

Jerald nodded.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve gone down on a girl. Think you can talk me through it?”

Jerald grabbed his head and crushed his lips against Alan’s, his whole body shaking as a long, loud groan escaped him.

Alan heard Daphne happily moan, then she suddenly bobbed her head up and down on Jerald’s cock.

There he blows…

A moment later, she still knelt before him, her cheek resting against Jerald’s thigh, his hand gently stroking her hair. His eyes had dropped closed, but he still held Alan tightly against him, Alan’s face pressed against his neck.

“Holy fuck,” Jerald whispered.

“Was that a good ‘holy fuck’?”

“Yeah.” Jerald opened his eyes. Alan spotted the worry there, but he leaned in and kissed Jerald hard, Alan’s tongue plunging and dueling with Jerald’s until he knew he had Jerald’s full attention again.

“Let’s take our girl to bed and show her a good time, why don’t we?” Alan suggested

Jerald nodded.

Alan stood and caught Daphne’s hand. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her. Kissing her felt so different. He had to hold back, be gentle, savor her. Jerald still sat there on the couch, in shock.

He grabbed Jerald’s hand and hauled him to his feet. “Come on, tough guy. My turn to play. We’ve got a very horny girl here who needs our services.”

Alan led them to the master bedroom. He pushed Daphne into Jerald’s arms after pulling her shirt up and off over her head. “Keep her busy for a second, buddy.”

Jerald kissed her. She melted into his arms as Alan reached around her. He unfastened her shorts and pushed them and her underwear down her legs. He dropped his own shorts after skimming his shirt off. Then he pressed his body along hers, his stiff cock nestled in the seam of her ass.

Maybe this is how they’d take her, him behind, Jerald on the bed in front of her, his slightly larger cock buried inside her pussy while he got to sample her sweet backside.

She started grinding her hips against them as he nipped his way across her shoulders. “You keep doing that, baby,” he whispered, “and you’re going to get all the horny cock you can handle tonight.”

Both she and Jerald moaned.

Alan pulled her from his lover’s arms and turned her around so he could kiss her. “Get on the bed.” She did.

He looked at Jerald. The other man stared at her in stunned disbelief. His cock had hardened again, but he still wore his shirt. “You gonna wear that all night, or you taking it off?”

Jerald realized what he meant. He pulled it off and dropped it to the floor.

The men crawled onto the bed. Alan kissed her tummy, running his tongue around her navel, teasing her. She squirmed, trying to coax him between her legs.

He chuckled. “What’s the matter, baby?”

Her hazel eyes looked dark, filled with passion. “Please,” she whimpered.

“Spread your legs,” Jerald hoarsely said, taking Alan by surprise.

She did.

Jerald sat behind her, leaning against the headboard and supporting Daphne. Alan knelt between her legs. He wanted to watch Jerald’s hands as they caressed her, brushing over her skin until he cupped her breasts and played with her nipples, his thumbs rubbing them into hard peaks.

She threw her head back against Jerald’s shoulder and begged for more.

Jerald looked down her body until his eyes met Alan’s. “
Look at me
,” Jerald silently mouthed.

Alan smiled as he lowered his mouth to her mound and traced her sex with his tongue. He never looked away from Jerald’s intense blue gaze.

Daphne’s skin flushed. “Yes!” she gasped.

Alan felt like his cock would explode from the friction of it rubbing against the bed as he teased her with his mouth and tongue, the sound of her pleasured whimpers, and the smoldering passion in his lover’s eyes as he watched him go down on her.

“Don’t let her come,” Jerald hoarsely said again, sounding like he could barely speak.

She tried to protest, but Jerald kissed her. “No, baby. I want to feel you come with my cock in you.”

Alan sat up and kissed him. He reached over to the bedside table where he grabbed a condom from the drawer. Jerald’s eyes followed his hand. He arched an eyebrow at Alan.

“Be prepared,” Alan said.

Jerald smirked, then kissed him again. “Put it on me,” he said.

Alan patted her on the hip to move her, then he leaned over and sucked Jerald’s cock into his mouth.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Jerald said. He tangled his fingers in Alan’s hair and thrust a few times before Alan sat up and rolled the condom on him.

Daphne tried to squirm against Alan, wanting him to take her again and finish what he started. He grabbed her waist and nudged her until she straddled Jerald’s cock, her back against Jerald’s chest. Jerald still sat up against the headboard. Alan pushed down on her hips, encouraging her to impale herself on him.

“Fuck him good, because then it’s my turn,” Alan said.

Her head lolled back against Jerald’s chest, tucked under his chin as she rolled her hips.

Jerald’s eyes bored into Alan’s. Then he laced his fingers through Alan’s and they both held her there between them. Alan leaned over her and kissed him. “How’s she feel, buddy?”

“So good.”

Alan slipped his hands free and backed down the bed, his gaze still locked on Jerald’s blue eyes. Jerald slid his hands down between her legs. “Spread your legs wider, baby,” he encouraged, nuzzling her ear as he stared at Alan.

She did, now squirming on his cock, whining, wanting release.

“Calm down, we’ll take care of you,” Alan teased.

Jerald’s fingers parted the soft, short downy hair between her legs and opened her wide and vulnerable to Alan.

“Use your tongue on her again,” Jerald hoarsely ordered.

Alan smiled before doing it, a long, slow stroke from where Jerald’s cock disappeared inside her, up past her clit, and back again. He took time at the bottom of his journey to swirl his tongue over Jerald’s balls.

Jerald sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck!” he whispered.

Their girl seemed to be in a frenzy. “Please make me come!” she begged.

Alan placed his hands over Jerald’s. Using his lips and tongue, he flicked and tormented her clit as she bounced on Jerald’s cock and tried to gain enough traction against Alan’s tongue to push her over.