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“On your hands and knees, please, lover,” Phoenix whispered.

Luka gave him a kiss before he gripped the base of his cock hard as he positioned himself in the middle of the bed, not knowing what our man wanted, but willing to give him everything.

We’d taken the day off, filing the paperwork with the courts for all three of us to change our surnames. We’d decided on Phoenix’s original idea of Kavka-Horváth.

Until we handed over the paperwork and were told the court clerk would contact us if we needed to be in attendance in court where a judge would review and approve the change, the early morning discussion seemed interchangeable with a distant fantasy in my mind.

Although the commitment we made strengthened with each passing day, there was something about meeting with our attorney and accountant, filling out legal forms; well, not me so much as Luka and Phoenix, and submitting it to the state which made the reality of our relationship solidify that much more.

When Phoenix moved into the house and allowed both of us to care about his well-being, Luka let down his guard. Not enough to let go of all his worry, but enough to take a breath once in a while. It took bringing Phoenix into our lives to admit that I lost my heart to my best friend ages ago.

And Phoenix, the minute I spotted him in the bakery with his shy smile, rushing about with happiness radiating from him, changed my life for the better. But all three of us, even steadfast at the thought of forever, couldn’t keep the thrill of the day from pouring out the moment we locked the front door behind us.

Luka’s low, deep groan shook me out of my thoughts and when I glanced up, I choked on my tongue as my entire body throbbed. But instead of worrying about me, Phoenix kneeled on the bed behind Luka, and without fanfare, swept his tongue along his taint and up toward his pulsing hole, swirling the tip along his entrance, before puckering up and giving it a tiny kiss.

It never occurred to me before I fantasized about Phoenix and all the ways Luka and I could take him apart, how much I would come to enjoy sex with a man. Not only sex, but everything we’ve experienced since we became a threesome.

For the two short months where Luka and I fucked in college, it was only that. There was no real intimacy, but because we were horny young adults with an insatiable need to fuck, whenever the mood would strike, Luka prepared himself and I sank into him, both of us getting into the sensations.

There wasn’t foreplay or even kissing between us. So I blew long before he claimed satisfaction from me. I watched as he stroked himself off, but I never touched his cock.

Hell, I never even offered.

When I thought about that time in our lives, my stomach churned in discomfort at how I treated him back then.

But in the months we observed Phoenix, waiting for the right time to approach him, I dreamt up all the ways we could pleasure the man.

I imagined Petal naked and what his cock would look like, how both men would look as they gave themselves over to ecstasy. It was then I tried to remember what Luka’s dick looked like, growing angry at myself for the gap in my memory and being so fucking selfish during our short stint together.

And through it all, Luka never judged me for being a shitty friend and a lousy lover. He supported me, came up with the idea of our landscaping business, and even found this house and invited me to buy it with him.

What I never told him or Phoenix was that space in time meant the world to me. The trust of Luka to confide in me about his sexuality, allowing me inside his body and still maintaining the status quo while both of our emotions were all over the place, was a treasured time in my life.

Throughout the years, I’d contemplated how to have more with Luka without hurting him again. And until Phoenix came into our lives, I thought I missed my chance. Although I may act as though inconsequential moments such as watching a cooking show or falling asleep with the younger man sandwiched between Luka and I were commonplace, the emotion that being with the two of them brought to the surface was new. There was nothing more I wanted than to commit myself to them for the rest of our days.

Phoenix reached out and grabbed my biceps, jerking me forward as he rolled to his side, giving me space to continue loosening Luka for whatever the younger man had planned.

“B! Fuck!” Luka shouted as I brushed my finger along his taint.

Moving closer, I smiled against his skin as I jabbed my stiffened tongue inside his already slick hole, savoring the musk of the man as his thighs quivered as I continued my onslaught.

The next few minutes I spent appreciating the sounds coming from him, closing my eyes when he shouted my name, panting as his chest heaved with exertion.

Luka’s legs gave out, and he melted into the bed. I gave him a wistful smile as I guided him onto his back and captured his lips in a searing kiss. When we broke the kiss, Phoenix straddled Luka’s stomach, and my cock throbbed as Luka gripped his waist.

I admired the contrast of Phoenix’s pale, soft skin as Luka’s tanned and rough hand wrapped around him. Unable to take my eyes off them, I reached for the lube and coated my fingers, teasing Luka’s hole again as I lifted my head and swiped circles over Phoenix’s entrance.

It took me a while, but I figured out what Phoenix wanted. I stretched Luka’s hole, starting with one finger. Before long, and with some begging and vivid curses from the man lying prone on the bed, I added another. I wriggled my fingers inside him, brushing against his prostate at random times, and his shouts became a balm to my soul. At the same time I stretched Luka, the fingers of my non-dominant hand opened Phoenix up.

“Handsome, fuck! I… need Luka inside me now. I’m good.”

Withdrawing my fingers from both of them with a slowness that tortured all of us, I enveloped Petal in a hug as I reached down and stroked his cock with my lubed hand. I thumbed at the precome dribbling down his pink head and brought it up to my mouth as Luka growled.

Not wanting to rush, but knowing all of us needed more, I gripped the base of Luka’s cock and held our man aloft before he lowered himself down, absorbing the beautiful cock as I thoughtback to the stretch of the same phallus inside me as my dick leaked in anticipation.

“Tight… so fucking hot and tight,” Luka grunted, flexing his fingers.

As he sat flush with Luka’s thighs, Petal leaned forward and balanced his hands on Luka’s wide and hairy chest, curling his fingers. He glanced over his shoulder and when he met my gaze, a light flashed in his spectacular blue eyes and I leaned closer, taking his mouth and swallowing his long, loud moan.