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I walk to the center of the floor and people move out of the way. I hear someone ask Jamie a question and Jamie just shakes his head. "I'm his," he says, and points to me. My cock throbs.

I turn and face them, still holding the leashes in my hand.

I wind the extra length around my wrist, bringing them closer to me, my hips catching the beat of the music, tuning out everything but my boys and the need to move with them.

When they get close enough I kiss Paul, hold his head by the back of the neck and just thrust my tongue down his throat.

When I let him go I look at Jamie and realize, all of a sudden, that I've never kissed him in public. Ever. And definitely not when everyone would see that we're all together.

I pull Jamie in tight, letting the leashes loosen so Paul can move away, let him slide behind Jamie. I hold onto Jamie's hips and grind into him, feel his cock pushing against mine 174

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and then I attack his mouth, claim him right there on the dance floor, in front of about two hundred people.

His arms wrap around me and he kisses back; I can hear him sob into my mouth. Our hips are moving with the music, we're dancing and fucking and loving, and Paul's hands are sliding over my back, wrapping around from behind Jamie, trapping Jamie between us.

I break away from Jamie's mouth and kiss Paul, leaning around Jamie, pulling him tighter to me. Paul's slinking up and down Jamie's back, I can tell he's rubbing off on Jamie's ass and everyone else can too. I can hear someone moan and it takes me a minute to realize that it isn't one of us, it's the guy beside us.

I look over and he's leaning on his boyfriend, back to chest. They both have a hand down the front guy's pants, jerking him off while they watch us. I blink and then turn back to my boys, kiss Jamie again and whisper "Love you"

against his mouth.

He moves against me again and I step to the side, pull on the leases until I can turn Jamie around so they're facing each other, and I'm against Jamie's back. God, they are so sleek, the oil in their skin making them smooth and hot and slippery. I put my arms around Jamie, pull Paul in by his hips.

When they touch they both hiss, and Paul's eyes are fucking wild, glazing over with need. They press tight together and Jamie's got his hands on Paul's ass and we're all humping on the dance floor, only our pants keeping us from actually fucking right there.

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"Kiss him," I order, and it doesn't matter who I'm telling. I have my boys out for the night and I'm fucking showing them off.

Paul and Jamie start to kiss and grind and the guy beside us comes in his pants with a near scream, and then his partner hauls him away. Guess he's about to take it up the ass in one of those dark corners.

Other people are watching too, and there's a lot of groping going on. My boys are bringing the place to its knees; literally. From where I am I can see at least three blowjobs, either in progress against the wall or about to happen in one of the booths.

"Fuck, we gotta go somewhere." It's Jamie, and I'll admit I thought it would be Paul needing it. But then, Paul's nodding his head, his hips moving rhythmically against Jamie.

"Gent, please. Gonna fucking come right here, I swear."

I slide a hand down in between them and just about come myself. I can feel the silky smooth skin of Jamie's cock; he's so hard he's actually pushing out of his pants, and I can feel the pre-come gathering at the tip.

"Oh fuck, pretty, please," he whimpers.

"Oh, love," I breathe. "Want you." I let the leashes off my wrist and turn, walking away, leading my boys off the floor. I hear another groan, but don't stop to see who it is. Enough of a show for one night, it's time to make my boys all mine again.

We head to the back of the club and suddenly the booths and tables give way and it's dark, the light dimmed to that equivalent to a night light. There's hanging curtains against 176

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the wall and I pull one back, hoping there's a back hall or something so I don't have to take my boys into the john to get off. It's just a small alcove, no furniture or anything, only about two feet deep. Jamie pushes me in and has my pants unzipped before I can even think of moving on.

He's on his knees in front of me, and Paul's beside me, both of them with their hands everywhere. I turn my head and kiss Paul, get his cock free of his pants and start stroking him off with quick strokes, just about coming on the spot when Jamie finally takes me in his mouth.

"Oh shit. Go easy, love, don't want to blow too soon," I manage.

He hums something agreeable and backs off a bit, his hand going to his own zipper.

"Show me, Jamie. Show me your cock," Paul says, his voice tight. I groan and Jamie pulls out his prick, starts stroking off in the dim light.

I can't take much more. It's like one long tease, and I finally snap. I reach down and haul him up, spin him into the wall. "Jamie?"

"Yeah, pretty. Don't ask, just do it."

I hold onto his hips hard and pray that I'm slick enough from his spit that I won't hurt him and push into his ass, as slow as I can. But, fuck, he's so tight and hot and I want him so bad, want to just plough into his ass and make him scream.

Paul's hands are tugging at my nipple rings and he's whispering filthy shit in my ear about how we look, about how he was leaking so much on the dance floor that the inside of 177

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his pants are slick, about how hard it made him to kiss Jamie in front of all those people and I just fucking thrust into Jamie, push myself in until my balls slap up against his ass.

"Oh God, yes," Jamie moans, and Paul's got one hand on Jamie's cock and one on his own and he's pulling them off, so sweet and hard.

I hold onto Jamie's hips and guide him back, find a rhythm in the music and just get lost in the heat and the slide and the steady pressure of it all. He's so tight around me, so hot and perfect and I fuck him hard, feel every groan and sigh and hear every word of love and lust and need.

Paul comes first and I can feel his spunk splash over my hands, over Jamie's hips and then Paul drops to his knees, still shuddering and fucking sucks Jamie in. Jamie makes a long choking sound and his ass clamps around me hard, then he starts to buck, fucking Paul's mouth, riding my cock until he comes, pulling me with him. I come for ages, every twitch of Jamie's making my orgasm last longer and longer, I just shoot over and over until the world goes grey at the edges.

We all sort of tumble to the floor and lay there panting for a long time before we even move enough to kiss each other, let alone put ourselves away. Paul sighs into my ear and licks at my neck and Jamie's curled around me.

"Pretty?" Jamie says, his hand curling around my hip.

"Yeah, love?" I say, but it turns into a squeak when he cups my balls and squeezes gently. Fuck, there is no way any of us is getting it up again, not unless we nap first and oh holy hell, Jamie starts whispering about the people around us and how anyone could literally trip on us and how he wants to 178

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fuck where anyone can see and Paul's moaning and pushing into us and trying to kiss Jamie at the same time.

Paul shifts down and starts licking at Jamie's prick and I'm getting hard again watching him tease the head with the tip of his tongue, fucking the slit and then licking all over. My legs fall open and Jamie's fingers play over my balls and tease at my hole, and Paul's sucking him off so prettily...

I groan and let my head fall back, just feel them move over me and listen to the people all around us, and feel the music throbbing, or is that my cock? And shit I just
need
so much. Paul's off Jamie then and kissing my mouth, and I can taste them both, Jamie light and hidden in Paul's mouth, behind the tongue sliding over mine.

"Wanna fuck you, Gent," my baby says in my ear, and I don't even answer, just roll over onto all fours and offer my ass to him, waiting for Jamie to move around so I can suck his dick. Perfect.

My boys in me. Jamie hard and silky in my mouth. Paul—

oh God yes, so goddamn hard oh it hurts with no lube, but it's better and good now and he's going easy and there's fucking spots in front of my eyes and nothing matters but the feel of the slide and press, and oh so full of them, my lovers, my heart and soul, my completion and if he just gets to that one spot one more time I'm going to fucking go off and oh fuck Jamie, yes come for me love, fill me you taste so good, and Paul there there there there oh fuck yes coming coming, oh God yes!

Then there is nothing but space and time and light, and ...

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fall and we all sort of laugh and collapse again. I don't think I'm going to move for the rest of the night, but we gotta.

Can't sit here all naked and sticky on the floor of some club I can't even remember the name of.

Eventually we decide it's time to get something to drink, and hell, the night is still young. We can dance again, and maybe see what else happens. Personally, I'm thinking home, bed, sleep.

I'm leading them back to an empty booth when a hand comes down on my arm. It's a big guy with dark hair and fire in his eyes, dressed like Robin Hood.

"Yeah?"

He looks at the twins and sticks his jaw out at them. "They real?"

I look him in the eye. "Real? They're human. They're twins. What else you want to know?"

He looks at me a bit more carefully. "They together?"

Now, that's touchy, but considering the display we made on the dance floor, and just now for anyone how wanted to look, I think I'm going with the truth. "Not just a show."

He nods. "Five hundred."

"Fuck off." Yeah, right. I start to move away but his hand comes back.

"Seven. One hour. No one gets hurt."

I stop, Jamie and Paul on either side of me, for once keeping their mouths shut. "No. They aren't for rent." My voice is hard as steel. Not a fucking chance does anyone get near my boys.

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He looks at them again, and his eyes are getting a little desperate. He licks his lips. "Thousand dollars, all night though."

I hit him. Hard right to his jaw, don't even let go of the leashes.

His head snaps back and he stumbles, hits the floor hard. I stand over him. My voice is harsh and raspy, and I'm breathing hard, starting to shake. "They're mine. No one touches them."

I ditch the leashes and grab their hands, dragging them through the club to the door before a brawl can start. Guy doesn't follow.

We get our coats and fucking run out, and I'm still shaking. Jamie grabs me and pushes me into outside wall of the club. "Pretty. Stop, just calm down."

I look at him. I'm mad and I'm scared and I can't believe that just happened. I grab him by the neck and kiss him hard.

He moans into my mouth and then Paul's pulling at us, dragging us down the street. He's hailing a cab.

We pile in and I wrap myself around Jamie. "Sorry. I didn't think, I didn't mean to make it like that. Didn't want people to see you as a freak, just wanted to be open for once, I'm so sorry—"

Jamie kisses me to shut me up and then he turns my head so he can whisper in my ear.

"Pretty, no matter where we go, people are going to want twins. But you made it all right. You made it all right for me to kiss our baby, you made it all right to be together, even it it's just once like that, where people could see. And you made 181

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it clear who we all belong to." He pulls away and looks at me steadily.

"Love you, Gent. More than ever."

And it's not okay, but it's better and he's mine and I'm his and it doesn't matter if there are collars or leashes or any other crap tying us all together. 'Cause we're bound by something real.

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• Chapter One
  
• So, I'm at work last night, just doing my shit. Clearing out
  
• He's real tight-laced looking, wearing jeans and sneakers, a
  
• I finish sorting the mags and watch him looking at some art
  
• So I wander over and look at the flash with him. I point to
  
• He looks and me and nods, gives me this shy smile. He's got
  
• "Yeah. Not here for art though. Got an appointment with Bobb
  
• I blink and look him over. Bobby is the piercer, and I've go
  
• "Yeah?" I say, "What're you getting done?" I kind of quirk a
  
• He kind of looks away from me for a second, then back. "Nipp
  
• And I can't help it, I grin and bring my hand up to my chest
  
• His eyes get a little wild and he looks me up and down, then
  
• So what do I do? I lift my shirt for the pretty boy. Not sur
  
• "Go ahead," I say. Shy always gets to me—I think it's a pers
  
• He reaches out to me again and fingers the chain lightly, th
  
• I nod and try to grin, but he's looking me up and down, real
  
• Bobby sticks his head out the door and calls him, so he lets
  
• I go to the desk and hunt up his release form. His name is P
  
• When he comes out he's got both nipples done and orders to k
  
• * * * *
  
• So he didn't call. No big, wasn't really thinking he would.
  
• Then I was at work, about three weeks later, right about the
  
• The ones I really like are the ones people design for themse
  
• Where was I? Oh, right, dolphin chick. So, I'm booking her i
  
• "Hey, Paul. You just off work?" I ask.
  
• "Yeah. How are you doing, Gent?" He smiles at me, pretty shy
  
• "'M good," I say. "How's the piercing? Healing okay?" There'
  
• "It's good," he says and nods. Then he looks right at me and
  
• "Uh, was just wondering when you finish up here for the nigh
  
• I smile at him, and nod. "Yeah, that'd be cool. Not done unt
  
• He smiles back, a little flushed, and it's just so damn swee
  
• "Yeah, that's okay. Very." I'm in his personal space now, an
  
• "I'll see ya later then," I say and move away.
  
• "Yeah. Later."
  
• * * * *
  
• Paul comes back just at ten when Bobby's flipping the sign t
  
• Bobby looks at me, sort of like What the hell are you thinki
  
• I grin at him again. "Why not?"
  
• Bobby rolls his eyes. "Straighter than a ruler, idiot."
  
• "Hey, he asked me." Yeah, I smirk and look at Paul out of th
  
• Bobby just shrugs and moves away so I go over to the wall wh
  
• "Hey," I say. "You ready to go?"
  
• He nods and kind of tilts his head to the side and I can see
  
• We walk down the street like that, just taking about shit. F
  
• "So," I say as we wander down a street, "You want to drink?
  
• He grins and says, "Yeah."
  
• Yeah, he's into me. Cool.
  
• We go into this bar I know, a dark little place called the R
  
• We shoot a couple games of pool and I think he's nervous, 'c
  
• He's lining up to break for the third game and I finish my b
  
• "Whoops. Is it time for whatever now?" he asks, one hand lan
  
• "Fuck, yes. C'mon." I lead him out of the bar, trying to fig
  
• He tastes like beer and toothpaste, and something else. Not
  
• "Oh yeah," I manage as he pulls back and undoes my pants. "T
  
• He's got my cock out and in his hand, pulling at me with one
  
• He's kissing me and jerking me off, one hand teasing my nipp
  
• "Christ, you're a surprise," I gasp as he sweeps his fingers
  
• He grins and then swears as I do the same to him.
  
• "You got anything?" I ask. "Not gonna last long." I really w
  
• He shakes his head and thrusts into my fist. "No—I don't, I
  
• I kiss him hard, thinking that it doesn't matter if we have
  
• We stand there panting for a bit and then try to clean up as
  
• It seems to be okay though, because he grins at me and kisse
  
• I grin back and we start walking, not really caring where.
  
• I keep looking at him. He's happy and relaxed and just 'Paul
  
• "So, how do you like your nipple rings?" I ask, more for som
  
• "Like 'em a lot. Got them as a surprise for a guy." He looks
  
• "He didn't like them?" Stupid idiot, not liking Paul with pi
  
• "He likes them fine," he says, his voice real quiet and hesi
  
• I stop walking. "What the fuck? You're with someone and you
  
• "I'll be with him forever," Paul says and moves in front of
  
• I try to say 'What the fuck?' again, but what comes out is "
  
• Paul's staring at me, and I can't read his eyes. He's tellin
  
• "You and your twin ... you—?" I don't know what else to say.
  
• I walk away a bit and he's right beside me, not saying anyth
  
• "Paul, I don't know if I can do that," I finally say, lookin
  
• "It's not like that, it's—fuck, I knew I should have listene
  
• "He knows you're out with me and he's okay with that?" I'm n
  
• Paul stops walking and we're standing there on the sidewalk,
  
• "We—we had a lover, for a long time. Three can work well, it
  
• I interrupt him. "Yeah, I get that, three doesn't bother me.
  
• He nods and we start walking. "He wants to meet you."
  
• "What?" Okay, now I'm just floundering, completely out of my
  
• "I haven't shut up about you for three weeks, and Jamie says
  
• So we walk. And I think. And I'm all confused. This is just
  
• "Identical?" I want to stab out my eye. Why does my mouth do
  
• Paul smiles, kind of dreamy. "Yeah. His hair is longer thoug
  
• So I sigh and say, "Yeah, okay. Not promising anything, but
  
• He grins at me and suddenly I think that this is going to be
  
• Chapter Two
  
• We get to this building, one of those ones that look like ut
  
• "Wow. Who all lives here? It's huge," I say, wandering aroun
  
• "Just me and Jamie. We inherited it when our parents died."
  
• I glance at him and he's smiling at me, watching me move thr
  
• I follow him to the kitchen and sit down while he pulls a co
  
• I don't have a fucking clue what to say.
  
• "Jamie's out. Playing ball, I think. But he should be back a
  
• I nod and just watch him. I still feel completely out of my
  
• "You two do this a lot?" I ask, 'cause I gotta know. In my h
  
• "Do what?" He looks confused, and I guess he doesn't have a
  
• "Bring home other guys to play with." Man, that sounds bad j
  
• His face clears. "No. We don't. Like I said, there was someo
  
• I raise a brow. "Why me? Why now?"
  
• Paul shifts and looks down, and I can see an honest to fucki
  
• I was gonna say something, but then the front door opens and
  
• "Kitchen!" Paul calls back, not moving.
  
• This guy walks in, looking just like Paul except his hair is
  
• Oh fuck, I am so done.
  
• He stops when he sees me and looks at Paul, one eyebrow up.
  
• I smile back and say, "Gent."
  
• Jamie moves through the kitchen, heading to the cupboards ju
  
• I say, "Yeah. Tied out at one game apiece."
  
• He grins and reaches up for a glass and brushes past Paul. I
  
• "Have a good time, Paul?" he asks, getting some water from t
  
• Paul looks at me and says, "Yeah. Real good."
  
• Jamie steps away from the sink and takes a good look at his
  
• "I told him." Paul's voice is soft, just above a whisper, bu
  
• He turns around and looks at me, really looks. He smiles the
  
• I have no fucking idea what I'm supposed to do.
  
• Jamie looks at Paul. "Like him?" he asks frankly.
  
• Paul nods and gives me that shy smile again. "Yeah."
  
• Jamie just settles back and looks at him. I think I've been
  
• "Talk to me, Paul."
  
• So Paul talks. It's really weird, sitting there while Paul p
  
• Jamie looks at me. "What do you think?"
  
• I just shake my head and say, "I have no clue what to think.
  
• He nods. "Yeah. For us, too. Never actively brought anyone i
  
• I translate this to mean, 'I share, but I'm not leaving, so
  
• "Don't know you," I finally say.
  
• He smiles and nods. "Yeah, I don't know you either."
  
• Then we're all smiling, and I don't know why. Jamie stands u
  
• Paul puts an arm over Jamie's shoulder and kisses him, deep.
  
• And I'm sitting there on a kitchen chair getting harder and
  
• "Tell me about it, Paul. Make me see." Jamie's voice is low
  
• Paul looks at him, eyes shining, and then he glances at me,
  
• "Had him in an alley, Jamie, couldn't wait, didn't want to g
  
• Jamie moans and leans in more, forcing Paul into the fridge.
  
• Paul kisses him and slips a hand under the waistband of Jami
  
• Jamie grinds into him and they both make some noise. I drop
  
• "Had a hand up his shirt to touch his chain, a hand in his p
  
• Jamie does to Paul what Paul's telling him, and it's my turn
  
• "Yeah, like that Jamie," Paul says, his voice husky. "I was
  
• Someone moans, I think it's me. The twins are up against the
  
• Paul pins those green eyes on me and sees what I'm doing. He
  
• When he opens his eyes again he tears his mouth away from Ja
  
• Jamie moans something into Paul's neck and I get up, still s
  
• They're humping and stroking and Jamie wraps an arm back aro
  
• Paul throws his head back and shoots, coming all over Jamie'
  
• It's Jamie who sends me over. His mouth on mine, his ass aga
  
• I shoot, spraying come up his fucking back.
  
• Oh God. I think I could like this.
  
• Chapter Three
  
• We take a shower, just getting clean, and then we tumble int
  
• We're all spooned together on the bed, me in the middle with
  
• "Hey," Jamie whispers in my ear.
  
• "Hey," I whisper back.
  
• "You cool with this?"
  
• I grin, know he can't see it. "Seem to be," I say and wiggle
  
• He laughs softly and I feel his hand in my hair. "Yeah." He
  
• I nod. "Yeah, that'd be cool. Have to do it early though, I
  
• He shifts behind me and I can feel him getting hard.
  
• "Yeah, that's okay. I don't have to work until three."
  
• "Where do you work?" I ask, moving back a bit, just rocking
  
• "Downtown. Manage a bookstore. Should be Paul's job, but he
  
• "Cool," I say, and I can feel my own cock trying to match hi
  
• "Love your hair," he whispers, his fingers sliding through i
  
• I nod, agreeing with him. Like Paul's hair fine, but Jamie's
  
• "Can I fuck you?" he breathes into my ear.
  
• I shiver and moan and turn my head to kiss him, saying yes w
  
• We don't talk, just move together. I haven't been with anyon
  
• He moves fast, short thrusts that have my head spinning as h
  
• Jamie props himself up on his arms and keeps his hips moving
  
• "Oh God, yes," I breathe, then I can't even speak as he rubs
  
• "Fuck, Gent," he whispers. "So hot. Paul was right, you're s
  
• He gasps and then fucks me hard, his hips slamming down and
  
• "Yeah, Gent, like that, do it for me. Come for me."
  
• I groan and thrust up harder, taking him deep while my hand
  
• "Oh God, yes!" he cries out, loud enough to wake Paul, and h
  
• We're riding it out, still moving together when Paul rolls o
  
• "You two getting along?" he asks finally.
  
• "Yeah," Jamie says with a grin before kissing me again.
  
• "Good," Paul says, and then he rolls over and goes back to s
  
• * * * *
  
• Lunch with Jamie was cool. He's more into sports shit than I
  
• When we'd had enough to eat we went back to the apartment so
  
• We walk into the place and I get my jacket from the couch. W
  
• "I'm gonna be late for work," I say as he works his hand int
  
• "Yeah."
  
• Then we just work at getting naked. Well, partially naked. H
  
• I'm in his lap, which makes it real hard to get to his prick
  
• I look up at him and he knows what I'm after. He grins at me
  
• I know where he is so I take my time, strip off my clothes b
  
• "So, we know each other well enough now?" I ask, jumping ont
  
• "Yeah, I think so. Kiss me. Then fuck me."
  
• He's laughing and happy and so Goddamn hard. Can't really tu