Food for the Soul (12 page)

The reminder that Flynn had other responsibilities felt like a kick in the teeth. He felt like an ass.

“Shit, right. I’m sorry I forgot you have that to consider.”

Flynn cradled Theo’s head, cupping his cheek. “It’s fine.” Flynn leaned in, whispering, “I can’t wait to see your place.”

Theo swallowed hard, his body tensing at the thought of the three of them in bed together. His blood was pumping and his heart pounding. He wanted it. He wanted Flynn’s scent on his sheets and Harper’s hair spread out over his pillows. Would they do what Harper had teased him with last night? He needed that and more. With a newfound bravery, he pushed his hardened cock into Flynn’s pelvis, shocked but excited to feel another thick length rubbing against his own, and said quietly in response, “You won’t be seeing much of it. By the time we get there, I’ll need to fuck you both in the entryway.”

Theo loved the idea of making love to Flynn, of taking such a finely honed body down on his, but he didn’t know what his reaction would be to the reality of it. Only one way to find out, and he couldn’t wait.

* * * *

It took Harper another thirty minutes to close up. Doug left, along with the rest of the volunteers, and Flynn decided to follow in his car behind Theo to the apartment. But not before giving both Theo and Harper a kiss that set Theo on edge for the length of the car ride. It also didn’t help that Harper kept rubbing her hands up and down her legs and constantly glancing over at Theo. She seemed nervous, or maybe anxious and anticipatory. Whatever it was, if he didn’t do something soon, he was going to lose his concentration and get lost before getting home.

Theo reached over and placed his hand on her thigh, catching one of her hands and following the same path she had been wearing thin. Up and down her leg, each time getting closer and closer to the zipper. Her breathing became heavy, a small wisp of air catching in her throat every time he grazed the seam or when he reached the button.

“Do something,” she whispered when they stopped at a particularly long red light. “Please, I need you to touch me.”

“What do you want?”

“Anything, just—shit.”

Theo let go of her hand and unsnapped her zipper, less gracefully than he would have liked, but her desperate plea used up the rest of his patience. He wanted Flynn here, wanted the man to watch, but Theo couldn’t wait.

He dipped his hand into her pants, the thickness of his fingers making the zipper lower on its own. He reached a lace fabric and wondered what color it would be but forgot about fabric or anything else when she pushed into his hand. He placed his fingers underneath the band of lace and paused.

“Is this okay?”

She nodded and pushed farther into his hand in response.

That wasn’t enough. He needed to know exactly. “Tell me.”

“Yes, I want it. I want your fingers inside me.”

He slid his fingers farther down, and they both sighed in ecstasy as he reached the tip of her folds. Her pussy had a small amount of rough hair delicately covering her lips in a fine coat. He used two fingers to spread her, and instead of dipping all the way inside like he so wanted to, he pressed lightly over her clit and began to rub.

“Christ—” she gasped, slamming her hands against the car door and bracing.

He continued, glancing up at the light every now and then, hoping it would stay red long enough. He didn’t press hard on her, enough to keep tickling, keep her on edge. She writhed against him, moaning when he would rub faster or change the pressure slightly. When the light eventually turned green, she had one hand gripping the back of the headrest, the other still on the door, and one leg braced against the dash. She was glorious, face tilted back in abandon and teeth biting into her bottom.

He continued to tease her as he drove, glad that the roads were empty and the speed limit slow in his area. Within another minute, they were at his building and he had to stop what he was doing. She groaned in annoyance, reaching down to keep him there for half a second longer.

“I have to check Flynn into a guest spot. I don’t think the gate guard will appreciate me fucking you while I do that.”

She chuckled. “I hope you always talk like that during sex.”

“You’ll see.”

He confirmed there was a space available for Flynn’s car, then paid the guest fee. Once he was parked in his spot, Theo jumped out of the car and rounded to the passenger side before Harper could get out. He wasn’t thinking, wanted to fuck her in the car right then, but before he could open her door, Flynn was there—having parked in the spot next to them—slamming Theo against the hood of his car.

“I know what you two were doing,” Flynn said in a low growl, bright with lust. He had Theo on his back, the warmth from the engine adding to the sweat and heat conducted with his own need. Flynn leaned over Theo, spreading his legs and pressing his cock against Theo’s. “I saw her at that red light. You didn’t even know I was pulled up next to you.”

Flynn had seen it. “Good,” Theo grunted as his dick lengthened painfully inside his jeans. He’d never been in this position before, lying on his back with another person—another man—spreading his legs like he would fuck him. “I wanted you to see it.”

“I bet you did.” Flynn lifted Theo higher and pressed his cock into Theo’s ass. “Do you feel how hard I am for you? You said before you wanted to fuck us, but do you want me to fuck you? Like this—oh shit, baby.”

Theo looked down from Flynn’s face to see Harper dipping her small hand into his tented pants. Harper had his belt, button, and zipper wide open, and Theo could see the tip of Flynn’s cock in her hand. Flynn began to move his hips, fucking Harper’s fist. He leaned down and kissed Theo as she went, pushing his tongue into Theo’s mouth, slipping in and out as his teeth nibbled and claimed.

“Imagine my hand is Theo’s ass. A virgin ass that has never taken a cock before.”

Flynn groaned at her words and pumped harder.

“He’ll be crazy tight, Flynn. Imagine I’m under him, he’s inside me, stretching me while you’re stretching him. That’s it. Fuck us both.” She was pumping him furiously, faster and faster, and he groaned into Theo’s mouth. Theo could have come from listening to Harper talk.

A loud buzz sounded throughout the garage. Another car was coming in, warning pedestrians of the entrance.

“Stop, we need to stop,” Theo said, pushing them off one another as the lights from the new vehicle illuminated the opposite end of the garage. “Let’s go upstairs.”

Harper stepped back, releasing Flynn’s cock as she did, a wicked smile transforming her into a mischievous creature. They righted their clothes, locked up the cars, and then followed Theo into the elevator. Flynn twitched as though to move toward Theo, then stopped.

“Fucking security cameras,” he muttered, resting against the corner of the elevator, as far away from them as possible.

Theo loved Flynn’s impatience, secure that it echoed his own.

When they got to his floor, the three of them couldn’t move down the hallway fast enough to his apartment. He opened the door as quickly as he could, fumbling the keys, which made Harper laugh, then pulled them both through once it was open.

Theo tugged Harper back against his chest and ground his heavy cock into her ass. “You were keen to talk about Flynn fucking my ass, but what if I want yours?”

“You’ll have to earn that, baby.”

“How do I do that?” Theo nibbled on her ear, trailing his lips down the shell and back to the tip.

“By feeling what it’s like first.” She pulled away from him as Flynn grabbed Theo and pushed him up against the wall. Flynn’s pants were already open again, and his cock was hanging out. It was bronze, hard, and long, the tip already leaking from Harper’s earlier attention.

Flynn took Theo’s hand and slowly brought it toward his length, giving Theo enough time to pull away if he wanted to. He didn’t need this slow and careful exploration. He knew what he wanted, in a way had always known part of him could do this, wanted to do this. He appreciated Flynn’s gentle care, but he needed something else.

He grabbed Flynn’s cock and began to rub, slower than Harper had, enjoying the sensation of having another man’s body at his discretion. He played with Flynn’s balls, already tight and high, when he got to the base, then ran his finger over the slit as he came to the top. Harper was behind Flynn again, pushing his slacks and underwear down his legs. Flynn stepped out of them, letting Harper remove his shoes and socks.

“Harper,” Theo said, not taking his gaze off Flynn’s dick as he played with another man for the first time in his life. “Take off all your clothes.”

Flynn groaned, and Theo looked down to see Harper playing with Flynn’s balls. They looked huge in her small hands, despite being drawn up. He was on the edge.

“Take your clothes off, now,” Theo said, a command in his tone this time.

She smiled and let go of Flynn, much to his dismay as he groaned in protest.

“Step away from the wall a bit,” she said, her hands on Flynn’s waist as she guided them. They took a couple of steps, and then she moved to their side and began to strip. Her long-sleeved T-shirt first, gripping it from the bottom hem and pulling it off. She wore a lace bra, black, and the color changed the golden-caramel tones of her skin to a sinful hue. Without preamble, she reached behind her and unsnapped the bra, letting the straps slide down her arms until it lay pooled on the floor.

Her breasts were pert and full, heavy almost. Flynn groaned once more, and without allowing Harper to continue, leaned over and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked, and she cradled his head, slipping her fingers into his hair.

Theo was entranced by the sight of Flynn’s mouth on her breast, and he hadn’t noticed Flynn unbuttoning her fly and pushing his hand into her jeans.

“You’re wet. Did he do this to you in the car?” Flynn asked with his mouth still around her nipple.

She nodded, breathless.

“Did it feel like this?” Theo could see Flynn change the angle of his hand, pushing his fingers inside her farther.

She cried out.

“Are his fingers long and thick, like his cock?” Flynn turned toward Theo again, releasing Harper’s abraded nipple. “I think it’s time we saw that cock.”

Theo had already let go of Flynn’s length, too mesmerized by Harper to pay attention to what he was doing. There wasn’t much blood left in his brain anymore.

Soon, both Flynn and Harper were surrounding him, helping him take his clothes off, with Theo pulling their shirts and various articles off in turn. They were all naked, staring at one another and their different, beautiful parts.

Harper fell to her knees, and without hesitation, engulfed Theo’s rigid member into her mouth. Her mouth was hot and wet. She skimmed her tongue on the bottom of his length as she cupped and played with his testicles, perfectly in sync one second and then random and uncoordinated the next. She was divine, giving him pleasure and moaning as she did it.

She pulled her mouth off him, and he opened his eyes to see Flynn playing with himself near her mouth, teasing her lips as she tried to take him inside her. He would pull away, then move back in until he finally allowed her to suck on him.

The sight incensed Theo to his boiling point. He went onto his knees and, for a second, joined Harper in her ministrations.

A man’s cock was in Theo’s mouth, and he loved it. The scent, the ridges, the taste. He loved everything—the salty, bitterness of Flynn’s precum. He wanted all of it, but not now. Now his body craved something he never thought he’d be brave enough for.

“Fuck me,” he said, looking up into Flynn’s gaze. “Fuck me now.”

Not wanting to give Flynn another second to decide, he picked Harper up and flung her over his shoulder, moving toward the living room. He placed her on the couch and dipped into the plastic bag he’d left on the coffee table from an earlier shopping trip, pulling out a large bottle of lube and some condoms.

Theo handed the lube and the condoms to Flynn, who stood next to the couch, watching them both, and then he ripped one condom open and slid it down his own length. Harper already had her legs open, and her pussy looked like a rose blooming for him alone. For Flynn and Theo together.

Forgetting his original intentions, he leaned down and then dipped his tongue into her liquid. It was dripping down her thighs and butt cheeks, and he licked it up, flicking his tongue back and forth over her clit.

“Enough,” she moaned. “Put your cock in me.”

He always gave a lady what she wanted. Theo came over her, bracing himself on the cushions beneath her, and began to slowly slide himself inside her.

“That’s sexy as hell,” Theo heard Flynn mutter behind him. He couldn’t think of the click of the lube cap opening or the squelching as Flynn began to spread it over his own cock. He only saw Harper, with her mouth open in a silent moan as he slid farther into her depths. There was sweat on her brow and running down between her breasts. He bent his face and kissed the corner of her mouth. She turned to meet him, dipping her tongue into his mouth, then biting his bottom lip. She pushed her hands into his hair and tugged, and he slammed the rest of the way home.

“Ah!” she yelled against his mouth.

“Are you okay?” he asked, panting from the effort to remain still, give her time to adjust. She was squeezing him with a fist’s grip.

“Yes, don’t move.”

“What?” He looked up at her, but she wasn’t looking at him. Her focus was trained behind him, and when he felt Flynn’s lubed fingers against his asshole, he knew why.

“Shit,” Theo muttered, hiding his face in Harper’s neck.

“Lean into it, push back,” Flynn crooned. “Let me in.”

Flynn slipped his fingers inside Theo, but his ass clamped down on them, unmoving. Flynn brushed Theo’s spine, gently and sweetly. Again with the care. That wasn’t what Theo wanted.

“I don’t need this. The foreplay and the stretching. Do it now.”

“No, I won’t hurt you.”

“I don’t care—”

“I fucking care, man,” Flynn said, his voice hard. “I care what I do to you. I want you to feel good when I push my cock inside you, like you wanted Harper to feel pleasure. It makes it better, I promise.” Flynn leaned over Theo, keeping his two fingers inside Theo’s chute, then kissed the top of his spine. “Move in her, feel her pussy contract around your cock, like your ass will do to mine.”