Fitting In (16 page)

“You were angry and you overreacted,” Jack said, but he didn’t sound convinced.

“I overreacted because it was you, you and Mason.”

Jack moved until he was right in front of Gray. He took Gray’s hands in his, making him open his fists so Jack could hold onto him.

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll figure out what to do.”

After a few long, silent seconds, Gray nodded. “I’m sorry.”

Jack shook his head. “Don’t be. I…I’ve been avoiding this. We need to talk about it.”

Gray nodded. “Maybe we can talk tonight after we show Mason how it feels to have both of us inside him.”

Jack smiled then and both men looked at Mason. He swallowed hard. He hadn’t been sure they would remember. They’d all been so crazed when they were fucking. “Um…you really want to try that?” 

Gray raised a brow. “Want to? Hell yeah, we want to.”

Jack laughed, and Mason was glad to see him happy again even if there were some very hard decisions they were going to have to make very soon. 

“We’ve wanted to since the first night we were together, but we didn’t want to scare you,” Jack said.

Mason chewed on his bottom lip. The thought of taking them both had his cock half hard already, but part of him was also more than a little afraid. “Um…I’m just….”

Gray reached for him and then both men pulled him into a three-way hug.

“We’ll take good care of you,” Jack said. “Don’t worry.”

Mason nodded, and his mind started to spin out a fantasy. They would tie him up, tease him, make him beg to have them both. In his vision, both his men were in uniform, belts hanging low on their hips, cuffs dangling from their sides. Mason suppressed a shudder. He really had developed a cop fetish.

“Would you….” Mason’s cheeks heated, and he wasn’t sure he could finish his request.

“Would we what?” Jack asked, grinning like he knew it was something dirty.

Mason licked his lips and swallowed. “Would you wear your uniforms tonight?”

“When we stuff you full of both our cocks?” Gray asked.

Mason sucked in his breath. His cock swelled more, and he nodded, sure no words would come out.

Gray glared at him.

At first he was afraid he’d said something wrong, then he realized what Gray wanted, and he found a way to make his voice work. “Yes, sir.”

Gray smiled then, genuine happiness lighting up his face. “We’re going to make tonight very special for you.”

His words made Mason’s chest tighten. “I love you, both of you.” 

Jack laid a hand on the small of Mason’s back, and Gray cupped his chin and tilted his head so he was looking up. Then he brushed his lips across Mason’s. “I love you too.”

Mason tried to pull Gray in for a deeper kiss, but he stepped back. “No more. I want you thinking about us all day. I want you so frazzled you can’t concentrate because you’re so eager to have us both.”

“Gray—”

“And don’t even think about jerking off. I want you worried you’re going to come in your pants.”

Jack groaned, and Mason looked over at him. He was rubbing his cock through his uniform pants. “Jesus, Gray! How are
we
supposed to work?”

“Hands off,” Gray commanded. “You’re just going to have to deal with the anticipation.”

Jack frowned, but he did as he was told. “This is going to be a long damn day.”

Gray grinned. “Yeah, but it’s going to be worth it.”

Jack nodded in agreement as he grabbed their hats off the counter. “We’ve got to get going.”

“Let me grab my keys so you can lock up,” Mason said.

Gray shook his head. “You don’t need to go now.”

Jack lifted a key off the rack by the door and handed it to Mason. “This is yours.”

Mason stared at the small silver object in his hand as if he couldn’t quite comprehend what it was and what it meant. Finally, he looked up at Jack. “You don’t mind if I stay here?”

“We want you to stay. And not just until you need to go to work.”

“We’d like you to move in,” Gray said.

Mason simply stared at them. First Gray announced that he wanted to be out at work and then they asked him to move in. This was way too much to process after a night of very little sleep. “M-Move in? But you…but we….”

Gray glanced at the clock. “Fuck! We’re going to be late, and considering that I may be about to be suspended, I’d better at least show up on time.”

Jack nodded. “Think about it, Mason. We’ll talk tonight.”

They rushed out the door, leaving Mason standing there, holding his new key and realizing he wanted to be there with them every night
and
every morning, no matter how crazy that sounded.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

A few hours after Jack and Gray left for work, Elizabeth called and let Mason know the police had still not given her the go-ahead to reopen. She expected to be open by dinner though, and she wanted him to come in and help with inventory and clean up.

Mason was thankful she needed him. Otherwise, he would have sat around alternately being nervous about what Jack and Gray had planned for him and fighting the urge to jerk off to his fantasies about the evening. At least the anticipation was helping him not think about how close he’d come to getting shot and possibly killed the day before.

When he walked into Nathan’s, his heart rate accelerated, and he found it hard to breathe. But he made himself keep walking, right over to the bar where Elizabeth was talking to Detective Marsh. Rather than stopping the images that came to mind of what had happened, he let himself replay the night in his mind. By the time the flood of memories stopped, his hands were sweaty and he was breathing hard.

Elizabeth glanced his way and her eyes widened. “Are you okay?” 

He nodded. “Yeah, I will be anyway. I just have to get used to being here again after….”

“If you need more time—”

“No!” The word came out harsher than he meant it. He ran a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. I have to face it. I’m not going to let them force me to stay away.”

Detective Marsh nodded in agreement. “That’s good. But if you need to talk to someone about what happened, let me know. I’ll put you in touch with a good therapist.”

“Thanks,” Mason said. He appreciated the concern, but he much preferred the type of therapy Jack and Gray had planned. Comfort and hard fucking from his men was all he needed to give him the strength to face his fears, or at least, he hoped so.

They were able to open Nathan’s in the late afternoon. By then Mason had managed to work in the office with Elizabeth for several hours without freaking out. Before he got behind the bar and started serving, he forced himself to walk into the kitchen and stand where he’d been when Davis, aka Ferret Boy, had pulled his gun on Mason.

Pure terror raced through him, but he stood his ground. Gwen and the assholes she worked with weren’t going to keep him from doing his job. And as soon as he finished for the night, he would go home to Jack and Gray.

 At least the horror of being held at gunpoint forced him to see what an idiot he’d been about his relationship with Jack and Gray. He loved them, and no matter how crazy that was, no matter that for now they had to hide it, he was going to do everything he could to keep them all together. What he hadn’t realized before was that Jack and Gray needed him just like he needed them. He wasn’t going to let them down.

Elizabeth stayed until closing and Anderson, one of the officers who’d been with Jack and Gray the day before, stopped by to make sure everything was secure and to escort Elizabeth and Mason to their cars. The police believed they’d caught everyone involved, but they were still being cautious, and Mason was thankful for that. 

“So you’re good friends with Jack and Gray,” Anderson asked as he walked Mason out. 

Mason’s heart thudded against his chest. Surely his being their friend wasn’t a problem, was it? “Yeah, I got to know them working here.”

“That’s cool. They haven’t been hanging out with the guys from work much lately; I hope they’re doing okay.”

Mason nodded. “They seem to be.”

“Good. Well, have a good night.”

“You too.”

Mason shut his car door and started the engine. He wondered if Anderson was just being friendly or if he was digging for information. Did he suspect that Jack and Gray were partners outside of work? He was almost certain Detective Marsh knew what was going on, but if he were going to say something, he would have done it already. 

Thoughts of Jack and Gray’s fellow officers left Mason quickly as he drove out of downtown. By the time he pulled up in front of their house a few minutes later, his cock was hard as steel. He jumped out, beeped the car locked, and headed to the porch.

He knocked, but no one answered. Both their cars were in the driveway, one behind the other. He started to knock again, then remembered he had a key so he unlocked the door and stepped inside. 

Immediately the light went on. Jack was standing right in front of him. “What are you doing back here?”

Gray shut the door and crowded behind him. “You planning to rob a cop? I thought you were smarter than that.”

Mason glanced from one of them to the other. They were both in uniforms as promised and the sight of them made him want to strip and offer himself right there, but he knew it would be better if he played along. “You’ve got it all wrong, officer. I came back because I didn’t get enough of you the last time.”

Jack laughed. “You’re a slutty little thing, aren’t you?”

“Only for you,” he winked at Jack.

“Get on your knees,” Jack said, as he began undoing his belt.

Mason did as he was asked. Jack handed his belt to Gray, who put it on the table by the door. Mason had noticed that neither of them had their guns. They liked to play safe anyway, but he was sure they were also thinking about him and wanting him to be comfortable. He was lucky to have such considerate men in his life.

Jack undid his pants, and Mason reached inside to free his cock. He slid his hand up and down Jack’s length before flicking his tongue across the tip and eliciting a hiss from him. As Mason leaned forward, ready to draw Jack into his mouth, he glanced at Gray, who now stood beside Jack. He was staring at Mason, eyes wide, chest rising and falling.

“Come on,” Jack urged. “Take it into your mouth. Show me what you can do.”

Mason sucked him then, bobbing his head rapidly while he worked the base of Jack’s shaft with his hand. As Jack’s moans and incomprehensible words grew more frenetic, Mason took him deeper until he had Jack’s full length down his throat.

“Holy fuck!” Gray’s shout made Mason smile around Jack’s length. He loved when he got Gray that stirred up. 

Jack grabbed his head then and took control, fucking his mouth with short, fast strokes. Mason relaxed and let Jack use him the way he wanted to. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gray pull something from his belt. When he realized it was a nightstick, he almost choked himself on Jack’s dick.

Gray caressed it, his fingers moving up and down the long, thick shaft. He stepped behind Mason and laid the tip of the stick between his shoulder blades. With firm pressure, he slid it down the length of Mason’s spine.

Mason arched into the touch, sputtering as Gray distracted him from sucking Jack.

Gray kept going, dragging the deliciously phallic-shaped stick along the crack of his ass, then pushing it between his legs. When he pressed the tip against Mason’s balls, Mason groaned around Jack’s cock and started sucking him harder. The pressure felt so good, even through his clothes. He needed Jack to come so he could get Gray to stop teasing him.

Gray pressed the stick against him harder. Mason pushed back against it, wanting more.

Gray groaned. “Fuck, you’d look hot with my stick up your ass.”

 Mason whimpered around Jack’s dick and worked himself against the nightstick.

Gray laughed and let the stick fall to the floor with thump. Mason heard him undoing his belt. He let the rest of his police paraphernalia hit the floor and walked around Mason until he stood beside Jack again. Then he unfastened his pants and pulled his cock out. “Suck both of us,” he said, his voice gruff with need. The sight of them with their uniforms on and their cocks hanging out was nasty and hot, like the best cop porn ever.

Mason wrapped a hand around Gray’s cock as he continued to suck Jack. Then he shifted his attention to Gray’s, loving their mingled taste. He moved back and forth between them until they were both panting and thrusting into his mouth as he sucked them. He was dizzy with the power of stimulating them both while his submissive side loved being on his knees, serving them, doing exactly what they told him to do.

He slid his hand along Jack’s length, glancing up to see his eyes shut, his mouth hanging open. He leaned over to Gray, ready to take him into his mouth again, but Gray stepped back.

“Don’t make him stop,” Jack pleaded.

“When we come, we’re going to be inside him.” Gray’s tone made it clear that arguing would be futile.

Jack gasped when Mason gave a final firm tug on his cock then sat back on his heels.

Gray smiled down at him. “You ever had two cocks inside you at the same time, boy?”

Mason shook his head frantically, his heart thundering against his chest.

Gray chuckled. “He looks a little scared.”

Jack shook his head and grinned, stroking his cock absently. “I would be too if both of these were going up my ass.”

Mason’s chest tightened. He could barely breathe. He wanted what they offered, but he was more than a little nervous. 

“Bedroom. Now.” Gray gestured down the hall.

Mason stood, but he wasn’t sure his legs would hold him up. He managed to stumble to the bedroom, but he had to grip the doorframe to steady himself. When he heard Gray’s heavy footsteps behind him followed by Jack’s faster, lighter ones, he wobbled into the bedroom and waited, holding his breath to see what Gray would tell him to do next. 

But it was Jack who laid a hand against the small of his back and told him what to do. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed.”