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“It’s okay if you still have feelings for him.”
“What?” Eric turns in bed to face his boyfriend.
“Smant. It’s okay if you still have feelings for him.” Guilt like lead drops in Eric’s stomach. He mentioned this early in their relationship. The held over crush that he still hasn’t been able to quash. Lingering feelings for a man who would never return them.
“I love you,” Eric insists, using both hands to cup Doug’s face. “You’re the one I want to be with.” That Eric knows is true. Just because he’s still holding a torch for Tanner doesn’t mean he wants to give up what he and Doug have. Doug just grins.
“I know,” he assures. “Just thought you should know I still don’t mind.” Doug had been too understanding, back then. Eric had fumbled through an explanation about how he’s tried to get over Tanner. And mostly succeeded. But he still cares, still has a part of his heart he gave away and can’t get back.
Doug hadn't cared. Had said that just because Eric was able to love more than one person at a time, he trusted Eric. Wanted to be with him. “Plenty of love to go around”
“Why bring this up now?” Eric asks.
“I’ve just been thinking,” Doug muses. Eric pokes one of Doug’s tits to get him to keep going. “It’s just. I think it would be hot. Watching him fuck you.” Eric’s imagination goes faster than he can keep up.
An imagine of being on his hands and knees, looking up at Doug while Tanner fucks into him from behind
“You want to watch some other guy fuck me?” Eric asks. He’s skeptical. He’s incredibly turned on.
“Hmm, no.” Doug shakes his head. “I want to watch SmallAnt fuck you. Big difference.”
“Yeah?” Words stick in Eric’s throat. “Why?”
“Because he’s important to you,” Doug explains. “You’ve got a big heart. And you deserve to get what you want.”
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The party is winding down. Eric isn’t quite plastered, but he’s had enough to drink that he’s been just drinking water for the last hour. It was a good birthday. Good friends and food. Eric is happy.
People start leaving, some making excuses and others ready to keep the party going elsewhere. Eric wants to crawl into bed and make out with Doug. Not that they haven’t been doing that all night. But he wants to feel his boyfriend’s arms around him.
Tanner came to the party. Eric was as thrilled as afraid. They’re doing a lot better. Learning how to be friends again. The part of Eric that still yearns has been rearing its head all evening. He knows he’s spent more time focusing on Tanner than his other friends. He doesn’t care. Tanner hasn’t been in town in months. Doug has given him a few knowing glances, but always smiles as he turns away. At one point, he even spots Doug and Tanner in the corner, whispering conspiratorially.
With everything winding down, Eric lets himself relax. He and Tanner are sitting close on the sofa. Tanner talks animatedly about his latest SMO mod plans. Eric really could listen to him talk for hours. He might be a bit too obvious right now, so many drinks in. Warmth appears behind him. It’s Doug. Eric leans back while Doug wraps his arms around Eric’s waist. Tanner looks away from Eric, over his shoulder. And then back to Eric, like nothing happened.
“So Crafty is working on it. The mod might take a bit, but I think we should be able to use it on stream in a month or so.” Tanner’s eyes dip down. Eric follows his gaze and realizes that Doug has one hand just under the hem of his shirt.
“Doug,” Eric gently elbows his boyfriend. He doesn’t really mind Doug being affectionate like this. It’s just that Tanner can see.
“I can’t hold my boyfriend at his birthday party?” Doug teases.
“We have guests,” Eric counters.
“Don’t mind me,” Tanner says with a laugh. He leans back, one elbow on the couch. Tanner lounges like he’s supposed to be there. “Tell me about your next Zelda challenge.” Eric can’t say no to Tanner. Not when he smiles like that. So he starts explaining the premise, talking about the limitations he’s going to set to hopefully make it hard enough to be interesting. Tanner doesn’t take his eyes off Eric. In a way, this is all Eric has ever wanted. Tanner’s full attention, no distractions. Just the two of them.
Except Doug runs his thumb along Eric’s hip, exposing a little bit of skin when he adjusts his shirt. Eric tries to squirm away, but Doug doesn’t let go. If anything, he pulls Eric tighter. Then there’s a warm, soft heat where Eric’s shoulder and neck meet. Doug has his mouth on Eric’s skin, sucking gently. His boyfriend is trying to give him a hickey in front of Tanner.
Eric thinks back to what Doug had said the other week. About how he thought it would be hot to watch Tanner fuck him. The mouth on his neck is insistent. Doug knows exactly what he’s doing. Eric flushes with embarrassment. Across from him Tanner’s eyes dart to the side and then back to Eric.
“Doug.” This time Eric is more insistent as he tries to pull away. He doesn’t want Tanner to leave yet. The party might be over, but there’s only so much time before Tanner is back on a plane and out of reach. Sure, he wants to have sex with his boyfriend. But not at the expense of missing out on valuable time with his friend.
“Keep going,” Tanner says. His voice is a little dark, filled with want in a way Eric has never heard before. Doug nips along Eric’s neck until his lips meet the juncture under Eric’s chin. He sucks hard and Eric lets out a little whine. He can’t help it.
“He’s really easy if you start here,” Doug says. He sounds like he’s explaining the rules to a game. His boyfriend’s hand wanders up his shirt until Doug finds one of Eric’s nipples and rubs it between his fingers. This time Eric can’t hold back a full moan. “The nipples are really sensitive too, if you’re into that.” Before them, Tanner gives Eric a full once over, his gaze lingering as he looks Eric up and down.
“Can I touch?”
“Please,” Eric breathes. He doesn’t know exactly what’s happening right now but Doug is touching him in all the right places and somehow, Tanner is here. Not disgusted or ready to leave. He doesn’t look away. Tanner is watching eagerly.
“He does get a bit needy, though.” Doug pulls his mouth away but doesn’t stop tweaking Eric’s nipple. “You should have a taste.” Tanner moves so fluidly, leaning forward and then pressing his mouth to the other side of Eric’s neck. He mirrors what Doug was just doing, sucking and nipping at Eric’s skin. Tanner’s lips stop just under Eric’s chin and the taller man sucks hard, making Eric tremble. Eric stares as Tanner pulls back. But he’s not looking at Eric anymore. He’s looking over Eric.
“Pretty good,” Tanner observes. “How is his mouth?”
Oh. Tanner isn’t talking to Eric. Neither is Doug. They’re talking to each other about Eric. Another needy whine resonates from Eric’s throat.
“You wouldn’t believe,” Doug praises. “Nearly came the last time I fucked his throat. Give it a try.” One of Tanner’s hands slides and cups Eric’s cheek. Tanner looks him dead in the eye and pulls him closer. Doug still has his arms around Eric’s waist, so he doesn’t go far. But Tanner presses his mouth to Eric’s. They’re kissing. Tanner is kissing him. Years of pining and frustration come to fruition as Tanner slips his tongue into Eric’s eager mouth.
A warm hardness presses against Eric’s back. Doug is hard. His boyfriend is hard from watching Eric kiss Tanner. “Not what I meant, but he’s good at kissing too,” Doug muses. Tanner pulls away from Eric.
“Thought you said we would have plenty of time,” Tanner teases while he runs a hand up Eric’s thigh. “Wanted to get another taste.” Eric squirms in Doug’s lap again.
“Can’t blame you.” Doug starts tugging at the hem of Eric’s shirt for real this time. “He’s real pretty when you kiss him senseless.” The shirt is gone and Tanner has his mouth pressed against Eric again. Two sets of hands roam across Eric’s body. Doug continues to mouth at Eric’s neck while he focuses on trying to remove the rest of Eric’s clothes. Tanner is touching every bare inch of skin he can get his hands on.
All Eric can do is let them take control. Everything feels good. Each small movement and kiss has him moaning. Trapped between the two men he loves the most in the world. Both focused on him. Tanner kisses like he wants to steal Eric’s breath away. Doug knows all the places to touch to make Eric a mess. Before he realizes it, he’s completely naked and neither of the other men have even taken their clothes off.
“When’s the last time you fucked him?” Tanner asks. He reaches around to grope Eric’s ass. Eric’s hips move involuntarily.
“Filled him up this morning,” Doug replies. Eric remembers how Doug had woken him up with a birthday blowjob and then fucked him slow and tender. “He can take a lot.” Tanner spreads Eric’s legs, hands parting his thighs. Eric is so exposed like this. A long finger slips down and there’s just the slightest pressure on Eric’s rim.
“Might be a little tight,” Tanner observes. Doug trails a hand of his own down and now there are two fingers playing with Eric’s entrance. Eric can almost tell them apart. Doug’s finger is just a little wider and he presses with the pad of his finger. Tanner taps with the tip of his own finger. The alternating stimulation makes Eric keen.
“Oh, he’ll be tight.” Doug starts pressing his finger in. “I’ve fucked him plenty but he’s like new every time.” Tanner lets out a needy groan.
“Do I need to use a condom?” Eric feels like he should have a say here. It’s his body. Doug just grabs one of his knees and spreads him wider for Tanner to see.
“Nah. Wouldn’t want to ruin the sight of his ass dripping with cum.” Doug tugs Eric back so he’s nearly sprawled out on top of his boyfriend. Eric is so exposed. He can hardly think. Tanner starts pulling his own clothes off and Doug, his wonderful tease of a boyfriend, starts idly jerking Eric’s cock. Eric tries to thrust up into the hand, trying to find more friction. Doug simply pulls his hand away.
“Mind if I go first?” Tanner is naked now. Eric doesn’t know how he missed it. Maybe it’s that this is all happening so fast. He can see how hard Tanner is. Tanner wants him.
“Loosen him up for me,” Doug says. “He always loves a good stretch.” And then his boyfriend passes a bottle of lube over to Tanner. Doug had the lube bottle. Doug had planned this. The more he thinks about it, this whole encounter feels planned. Doug did say he had a surprise planned for his birthday.
For all their posturing and the scenario, Tanner is surprisingly gentle as he fingers Eric open. Doug is nipping on Eric’s ear when Tanner slides his first finger in. Eric wants to press down on Tanner’s hand. He’s desperate for more. But Doug holds him steady, ensuring Tanner gets to set the pace. Eric lets out another whine.
“More,” he begs. Part of him wonders if either of them will acknowledge his pleas. Tanner just looks up to Doug, one eyebrow raised. Eric feels the rumble of Doug laughing behind him.
“Like I said. Needy. Bet he’ll scream your name if you hit his prostate just right.” Doug tweak’s Eric’s nipple again while Tanner presses a second finger into him. Eric tries to turn his head, to see his boyfriend instead of just hearing him. Doug grabs his hair and prevents any movement.
“Don’t be rude to our guest,” Doug murmurs in his ear. Then he turns his attention back to Tanner. “Three should be enough to get him started.” Tanner just nods and Eric has a third finger inside him.
It takes all of Eric’s effort just to breathe. Doug is grinding up against him from below. Tanner scissors him open and presses in towards his prostate in equal measure. Neither of them are touching his dick anymore. Eric can’t move his hands. Everything is just too overwhelming.
Finally, Tanner pulls his fingers out, leaving Eric desperate for more. He sees Tanner guide his dick and then he feels it. Tanner presses in and Eric can feel Tanner inside of him. He should be ashamed of the sound he makes. He sounds like a whore. With Tanner slowly sliding to completely fill him, maybe he is.
“He is tight,” Tanner chokes out. His hips stutter a few times before he slowly starts pulling out. “You sure he can take us both?”
Every thought leaves Eric’s mind. Take them both. There’s no way that’s what Tanner means. But it has to be. Eric hasn’t ever needed something so desperately in his life.
“Oh he will,” Doug reassures. “He’s always looking for something bigger.” Tanner snaps his hips forward, pulling a cry out of Eric. He didn’t quite hit Eric’s prostate but it was close. Tanner thrusts a few more times before he pulls Eric up, away from Doug. This time Doug releases his grip and Eric is sitting astride Tanner who falls back.
This has to be a dream. The number of times Eric has imagined riding Tanner, looking down on him and seeing Tanner look back at him with love is probably unhealthy. Doug knows that. He’s heard all of Eric’s fantasies about Tanner. He knows Eric’s desires intimately. Apparently he’s making them come true.
A large hand gropes Eric’s ass. His boyfriend pushes him forward and Tanner catches his shoulders. The man beneath him pulls him down into another kiss. Eric wants to savor how slow and gentle Tanner kisses him. They’re both looking at each other, eyes wide dark. But there’s pressure where Tanner’s cock is buried in his ass. Doug’s finger presses at his rim, stretching him more.
The moan Eric makes is captured perfectly by Tanner’s mouth. He can’t quite focus on either of the men surrounding him. Doug is thorough and efficient, working his finger in alongside Tanner’s dick. What he told Tanner was true. Eric does like to be stretched and filled. Doug is plenty for him. And yet sometimes his boyfriend likes to push him, fuck him with another toy in his ass.
A second person’s dick is different. Adding Tanner to the equation makes Eric greedy for more. Both. Together. A second finger slides in and Eric wants more than he’s ever let himself. It’s like Doug said. He has plenty of love to go around. And apparently plenty of room for the two people he wants most in the world to fuck his ass at the same time.
“He looks real good stretched out like this,” Doug observes. “Do you want a picture?” Tanner thrusts up, making Eric gasp.
“Fuck,” Tanner swears. “Yeah.”
“Spread him for me,” Doug instructs. Tanner’s hands go to Eric’s ass and his cheeks part even as he continues to kiss Eric. There’s movement behind Eric and he hears the click of a phone camera. His dick is throbbing, pressed between his body and Tanner. Eric tries to grind down but now Tanner is holding him in place. He feels so good but he still wants more.
Out of the corner of his eye, Eric sees Doug’s hand and phone. He can’t actually see what’s on the phone. Tanner can. Now it’s Eric’s turn to swallow one of Tanner’s moans with a kiss. Tanner doesn’t seem to mind. His hands release Eric’s ass and run along his sides and back. Then he cups Eric’s face in both hands, holding him back so they aren’t kissing anymore.
“So pretty,” Tanner murmurs. He’s looking at Eric this time. But it feels like he’s still talking to Doug. “Could look at that hole being stretched all day.” Eric can’t hold himself together. He presses his forehead into Tanner’s neck with another whine. Doug adds another finger and Eric feels so close to falling apart. Fingers lace through his hair and a pair of lips brush along Eric’s ear.
“He’s not gonna last long.” Tanner’s voice is deep, desperate. Tinged with so much desire. Eric’s whole body trembles.
“He will if he knows what’s good for him.” Doug’s fingers are gone, then. Eric feels empty even though Tanner is still inside him. He has just enough freedom to roll his hips and try and fuck himself on Tanner. The other man’s grip on his hair tightens.
“Be patient,” Tanner breathes into his ear. “We’ve got you.” Pressure returns to his rim. This time it isn’t his boyfriend’s fingers. It’s the head of Doug’s dick, pushing in beside Tanner’s cock.
The stretch is familiar and foreign all at once. Eric knows what it feels like to be fucked by Doug. Hell, Eric was the one who asked Doug to fuck him while he had a plug in. Two real cocks, warm and hard, are different. He has to take deep breaths, pulling air in intentionally as Doug slowly bottoms out.
“That’s a good boy,” Doug praises. His mouth is back on Eric’s neck, right where Eric is most sensitive. “Taking us so well. Isn’t that right?”
“He sure is,” Tanner agrees. “Think you can cum from just this?” The question is teasing, light. But Eric can hear something else in his tone. A challenge.
“Ta-anner.” Eric can only moan the man’s name. He’s too far gone to form other words.
“Told you, he’s been dreaming about you fucking him.” Doug starts moving, pulling out with agonizing slowness. He doesn’t pull all the way out, just enough that he can thrust back in with the same deliberate pace. Eric knows he’s just making garbled moans now. He’s so full and Tanner is right in front of him. Doug doesn’t stop fucking him either.
“Should have told me sooner.” Tanner’s hands move to hold Eric up. There’s just enough space for Tanner to roll his hips and then they’re both fucking Eric. Neither of them go fast. Doug is slower but Tanner is taking his time. Their cocks rub against each other inside Eric. “Could have-” Tanner’s voice is cut off by a long moan. Eric isn’t quite sure what, but it feels like Doug did something to Tanner.
“What was that?” Doug asks. Eric can practically hear his shit eating grin. “Is my dick that good?” Tanner thrusts harder up into Eric. Doug lets out a startled groan of pleasure.
“Could have been doing this ages ago,” Tanner finishes. He moves faster, outpacing Doug. The contrast of speeds makes Eric’s head spin. Doug’s steady pace is grounding. Tanner adjusts his angle until he manages to press into Eric’s prostate. The first time Eric shouts, a wordless cry of pleasure. Each subsequent thrust pushes him closer and closer to ecstasy.
“You going to cum with both of us in your ass, sweetheart?” Doug asks. “Show Tanner how pretty you are? How much you want him?” Doug pulls Eric back, and stops moving. He’s just holding Eric up so Tanner can fuck him with abandon. Eric would touch his dick if he had the ability to focus on anything aside from how good he feels.
“Please,” he begs. “Wanna cum.” Eric tries to grab anything, tries to hold on as Tanner’s pace becomes uneven and erratic. He manages to get a hand on Doug’s thigh and another on Tanner’s hip. Beneath him, Tanner swears again. One final thrust against his prostate has Eric undone. He spills onto Tanner’s chest, his whole body trembling with pleasure.
“There’s a good boy,” Doug praises. He starts moving again, faster now. “Keep fucking him. He likes getting used after he cums.” Eric is boneless, being held up by his boyfriend as both men continue to fuck into his ass. It’s perfect. His mind is floating, riding on the last dregs of his orgasm. He must be making more sounds but he can’t hear, can’t really think of anything besides the friction and heat inside of him. Of course he wants them to keep going. Eric can’t think of anything better than the two of them using his ass until they’re both satisfied.
He has no idea when Doug and Tanner finish. Eric only notices when Doug pulls out and gives him a gentle slap on the ass, dragging him out of the haze. There’s another click, another photo being taken. Eric wants to see what he looks like, dripping cum with Tanner still firmly seated in his ass.
“You good?” Doug asks. His tone is softer now. Eric nods, trying to lean back into Doug.
“Wanna see,” he mumbles. “The picture.”
“I think we should show Tanner first. Don’t you?” Doug replies with a soft laugh. The phone gets passed to Tanner, who glances quickly between the screen and Eric.
“Can you send these to me?” He asks. Eric thinks he sounds a little hesitant.
“What do you think?” Doug asks, taking the phone back and showing Eric. On the screen, Tanner’s dick is almost completely in him. But Eric’s ass is gaping just a bit and a couple lines of cum drip out of the opening. Doug swipes and shows Eric the first photo as well. Two fingers pressed against Tanner’s dick, Eric’s rim tight around them. It’s possibly the hottest thing Eric has ever seen. “Should we share?”
“Already shared my ass,” Eric teases. He looks down to Tanner. The other man is blushing now, staring at Eric with wide eyes. “You said I should get what I want.” He might be pushing too hard here. But nothing ventured, nothing gained.
“Maybe next time I fuck our new boyfriend while he fucks you, Eric,” Doug suggests. Tanner stretches up to press his lips to Doug’s. Eric feels heat pool in his belly again. He’s so tired but the sight of them kissing–his boyfriends kissing–is so enticing. He could watch them for hours. Doug cups Tanner’s face with a hand, deepening the kiss. Eric can only stare as they continue to make out. When they part, neither of them have eyes for each other. Both of them look at Eric with the same hungry expression.
They should all probably talk about what happens next. What this relationship looks like. Logistics and boundaries and all of the complexities of being together, near and far. Eric can’t be bothered to worry about any of that right now.
“Please,” he whines instead. Doug and Tanner share a look. Then two mouths are on his neck, drawing Eric away from any thought that isn’t what it feels like to be pressed between the two people who have his heart. They have plenty of time to figure this out. Together.