Where There's a Will (27 page)

“Man, there’s so many possibilities! Come
on!
”

Carlos chuckled but Troy thought Will was being a little too effusive. He suspected it’d clicked in Will’s brain, and guilt was pounding at the smaller man. Well, there’d be something else pounding him soon enough. Troy’s cock ached something fierce, but first…

Carlos gave him a startled look when Troy cupped his cheek. Troy took advantage of his parted lips, slanting his mouth over Carlos’ and sliding his tongue in deep to tease at every bit of the man he could taste.

Will’s moan sent a wave of need through Troy and he growled into the kiss. Carlos echoed the sound, then surpassed it, locking an arm around Troy and forcing him to walk backwards. Troy felt hands on his ass, his cock as Carlos propelled him towards the bedroom.

Then Troy was shoved up against a wall and Will’s scorching hot mouth engulfed his dick. Troy would have shouted if he’d had the breath to, but Carlos had kissed it right out of him. Carlos growled again and bit at Troy’s lips, not a gentle nip but hard enough to sting, and Troy knew he was going to come way too fast.

Before he could consider asking his lovers to slow down, though, Will squeezed his balls and pushed his thumb against Troy’s ass hole. Troy bucked and bit back at Carlos, which earned him a sharp tweak of his nipples, and Troy shook all the way down to his toes.

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Will sucked Troy’s cock down to the root and swallowed, and Troy’s body filled and overflowed with pleasure. His nipples ached as Carlos twisted them, and it wasn’t enough.

Troy grabbed handfuls of Carlos’ hair and jerked, pulling him back. Carlos snarled and resisted, and Troy found himself being devoured, lips and cock, mouth and balls.

Finally Carlos moved down and gave Troy what he needed, biting his tits and bringing the sweet fire of pleasure-pain Troy hadn’t known he craved until Carlos had slammed him against the wall. He keened as Will slipped his thumb inside. The pressure Will applied against Troy’s ring set off a riot of want and it threatened to knock Troy for a loop.

Will hummed and bobbed and thumb-fucked him, occasionally tugging on his balls, and all Troy could do was whimper and thrust and beg. Carlos kept working his nipples, and Troy let the pain warm him, riding it as it merged with the beginnings of ecstasy. Before he knew it, he was flying, his body light and warm and it felt so good, so much more than what he would ever be able to explain.

When he came, his climax hit him with a deceptive force. Slow, soothing, it began to pour from him, then the intensity made him scream, a strangled sound unlike anything he’d have thought possible—if he could have thought at all at that point. His orgasm seemed endless and all too brief at once, his cock spurting three times or a dozen, his throat raw from screaming or not.

Maybe he blanked out, he didn’t know, but he thought later he must have. Somehow he ended up on the bed and Carlos had Will over his knee and was spanking him, hard slaps to the ass like Will begged for.

Troy managed to wiggle around on the bed and sit up. Will reached for his calf and Troy rubbed Will’s shoulders, then the back of his neck.

“I’m gonna come,” Will wailed.

“You’re gonna wait,” Carlos said as he, not gently, pushed Will off his lap. Will’s eyes glowed with excitement at the rough handling, and Carlos… Troy shivered, his ass clenching at the hunger and control he saw in the cowboy. Carlos knew exactly what Will wanted, what he needed, just like he knew the same about Troy.

Carlos positioned Will with his head between Troy’s legs. “Suck him again, make him hard or else you ain’t gonna get to come.”

Troy was all for that. His cock was trying to rise, and he eagerly spread his legs, giving Will plenty of room to play. He lifted his balls up. “Eat my ass first,” Troy instructed.

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“Fuck,” Will muttered, “y’all are going to kill me. Make my fantasies come to life—”

“Yeah, enough talking.” Troy cupped Will’s head and pulled him closer. Will didn’t waste any time, spearing his tongue into Troy’s ass immediately. Troy groaned and fell back on the bed. He propped his heels on Will’s shoulders, dropping his legs open. “Yeah, rim me, baby, let me feel you there.”

He felt Will, and he felt Will’s yelp as Carlos slammed into him, just like he felt Will’s face pushing against his ass from the force of Carlos’ thrust. Troy lifted his legs, hitching them up to his chest because his heels were sliding all over Will’s back. He changed his mind and let go of them in order to sit up and watch the way Carlos was fucking Will.

Will had stopped rimming him, instead throwing his head back and howling as Carlos rammed into him over and over. Carlos leant forward and grabbed a handful of Will’s hair, pulling his head back further and pummelling Will’s ass.

God, Troy wanted to be fucked hard, which startled him. Why’d he think he only wanted it all nice and gentle?

Carlos pulled on Will’s hair until Will rose up onto just his knees. Then Carlos looked at Troy, and somehow he knew what their cowboy wanted. Troy stood up and turned away.

He bent over the bed and presented his ass to Will.

“Beautiful,” Carlos grunted, “Open yourself for Will.”

Troy reached back and spread his cheeks. He wasn’t worried about Will fucking him.

Topping Troy wasn’t something he or Will wanted.

“Do it,” Carlos said, and yeah, Will’s tongue rasped over Troy’s hole, and
there
that was what he wanted. Carlos reached around and slapped Troy on the ass, and despite his denials about not wanting to be spanked, Troy moaned and arched his back, asking for more. He got it, another pop that brought his cock to full, aching erectness.

Carlos’ grunts were growing louder, his thrusts shaking Will were less rhythmic. Troy fisted his cock and started pulling, rapid-fire strokes as Will licked and sucked at his opening as best as he could while being fucked by a man who seemed intent on branding Will from the inside out.

Then Carlos shoved them all forward, toppling them on to the bed and each other. A hard crack of palm on his ass sent Troy over the edge, and a second slap, one he thought was an echo since he didn’t feel it, had Will screaming, spraying cum over the backs of Troy’s legs.

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Carlos grunted and jerked, pressing them closer together, making them a writhing mass of climaxing men.

If Troy had had any doubts left about moving to Montana with Carlos, they were well and truly gone now, but he didn’t say anything. He was fucked out and knew it, and such a mental state was never the best time for serious conversations. Except, “Love you both,” he rasped out, then he fell asleep with the sounds of their replies warming his heart.

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One thing about them getting to spend a long weekend together was they had to talk.

They weren’t uncommunicative in the first place, but they were pretty much living together, at least temporarily. They had more time to talk and discuss their plans, what they each wanted and expected, and still had plenty of sex.

Will was a little freaked out by it, actually. Not because any of it was bad, but because it was so damn perfect, it scared him. Sometimes he had a tendency to play what-if, and it was like his brain just got stuck there, throwing out worst case scenarios. What if they didn’t work out? What if one of them died? Okay, no thinking such morbid shit because the last one had resulted in a ridiculous round of tears and he’d been hard pressed to hide them from his lovers. Somehow he couldn’t see himself explaining that he was bawling like a baby over imagined heartbreak.

But, Will also realised he was using all those paranoid fantasies as a buffer, his mind jumping from one horrible scenario to the next like Frogger crossing the road. Sooner or later, he was going to end up getting splattered by his own fears if he didn’t get his head out of his ass.

“What if one of us ends up leaving? Or two of us, or you don’t want one or both of us or—” And if he’d had a bit more self-control, he wouldn’t have blurted that out over dinner.

Will’s cheeks burned as Troy coughed on the mouthful of food he’d just shovelled in. Carlos stopped mid fork-lift and gave Will such a deeply penetrating look, Will was sure the cowboy had just examined every thought Will had ever had. And more thoroughly than Will ever had bothered with. Carlos was just…freaking deep, Will thought.

Carlos set his fork down and leant back in his chair as he thumped Troy’s back. He never once looked away from Will and it was making him squirm, which made him kind of horny as it set a slow burn blooming over his sore ass.

“That’s been worrying you,” Carlos stated with a nod. “I’m sure it’s something we all have to consider, but honestly, I can promise you and Troy I would never leave either of you.

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I know myself, the man I am, and I don’t make promises lightly, don’t make promises I can’t keep.”

“Me either,” Troy rasped, glaring at Carlos and batting at his hand. “I’m not choking, quit beating on me!” He caught Carlos’ hand and brought it up to his cheek. Will wanted to nuzzle too. He hadn’t cared about such things before, but with Troy and Carlos, Will felt like a cat that just couldn’t get petted enough.

Troy’s lips quirked. “I get you being worried about it. You’ve been abandoned by your family, and maybe it’s hard for you to trust us. But I think, if you look inside here,” Troy reached across and touched Will’s chest with his and Carlos’ hands. “I think you know you can and do trust us. It’s a scary thing, yeah, but we love you. We won’t abandon you. I can’t promise we’ll outlive you, but if me or Carlos dies before you, I swear we’ll find a way to hang around, if it’ll help you and not scare the shit outta you.”

“That’s…”
kinda creepy…
“romantic,”
and that, that too. And,
Will pushed his plate aside and crawled onto the table. It was a damn good thing everyone else was eating at the big house. “It’s really sweet, too,” Will admitted, doing his best cat imitation, moving slowly, and, he hoped, sensually. He nudged Carlos’ plate out of the way and nearly tipped over his glass of tea.
So much for being graceful. Better just settle for being myself.
“Makes me horny hearing all those sweet nothings,” he purred.

“Everything makes you horny,” Troy snorted, “thank God, ‘cause I always wanna fuck you.”

Carlos groaned and cupped Will’s chin. “Damn, you two are gonna keep me young. Or make me need some of those blue pecker pills.”

Will winked at Troy then reached down and rubbed his palm over Carlos’ rapidly growing erection. “I have something a lot better than Viagra right here.” He licked his lips, the offer clear.

“Fuck,” Carlos muttered. He thumbed Will’s bottom lip, pressing in the middle. “If you’re trying to distract me from what we were talking about, it’s awful close to working.”

Will pulled back, not offended, but needing to check himself. Was he trying to distract, divert, whatever? Neither Carlos or Troy said anything, watching him patiently. It filled Will with a warm, tingly feeling he was very familiar with. He got it when he thought of his lovers, or when they looked at him and smiled or with hunger burning in their eyes…

Yeah, so not a distraction technique, just love and need and want.

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Will prowled off the table and into Carlos’ lap. He wound an arm around each man’s neck and made sure they were both looking him in the eye, which about made his own cross.

“I’m not doing anything other than celebrating our upcoming move,” he said, and knew he hadn’t seen two happier expressions, ever.

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Carlos hadn’t realised just how much he wanted to return to Montana. It wasn’t exactly like Texas was a bad place, but Montana was home. He’d miss the friends he’d made here, but as much as he might have wished it otherwise, his current job just wasn’t a good fit. It was, in his opinion, kind of like going from managing a successful restaurant to being a busboy in it instead.

He wasn’t a spring chicken, and frankly, he had been dreading the Texas summer. Hell, even the winter so far had been hot, especially by Montana standards. Carlos figured he’d have dropped dead of heat stroke by May if he stayed.

But, he had two men who loved him and were willing, although maybe not exactly eager, to live with him up North. Well, maybe they were eager to be with him, but he doubted they were gonna do cartwheels over the actual moving part. And he worried about Will. Billings, where Will’s family lived, wasn’t too far away. A confrontation with them would be inevitable, probably sooner than later once they were up there. Carlos just hoped if it happened, the confrontation included him and Troy. He still owed Will’s daddy a whipping.

Carlos finished in the tack room and stepped into the walkway by the stalls. Nick was cursing about blistered his ears and he strode over to the stall the other man was cleaning out. Or about tearing down, Carlos thought as Nick slammed the pitchfork against the stall wall.

“Yeah, that particular wall can be a real asshole. Pissed me off a time or two, too,”

Carlos drawled.

Nick grunted and flipped him off. “Ha ha. Good thing you got skills as a cowboy, you’d never make it as a comedian.”

Carlos rolled his eyes. “Maybe not, but you sure could win an Oscar for acting like a spoilt three-year-old. What’s wrong?” Nick wasn’t the bratty type, Carlos didn’t think, so something bad must have happened.