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Epilogue

Gabriel

One year later…

“I need you to be sure,” Storm says, holding my face and looking into my eyes.

“I am sure.”

“This is a big deal. Something that could affect us for the rest of our lives.”

“I know that, Storm. We’ve already talked about it, and I’ve thought about it plenty. I want to do this.”

“You want to do this?”

He grins, leaning in to give me a kiss.

“I love you, Storm, really I do. But no offense, I don’t want to die with only experiencing sex with one person.”

He gasps, loud and dramatic.

Crossing his arms over his chest, he says, “I still think you don’t know what you’re getting into with Dominic.”

“Guess I’m about to find out.”

He frowns, so I lean closer and ask, “Are you sure about this? Because I’m starting to wonder…”

“Oh, I’m totally fine with this. I’ve already done it, remember?”

“How could I forget?” I roll my eyes. “You talk about it all the time.”

“I do not.”

“You kind of do, though.”

“Just… shut up.” He laughs as he goes in for a kiss, then shuts the car off and we get out. I take Storm’s hand as we walk up the walkway to the front door of Dominic and Mikah’s house.

We moved from Seattle three months ago and are now residents of California, not too far from Dominic and Mikah, in Monterey.

While working on our relationship, we became close friends with them and went on a handful of vacations with them over the last year. With each one, I wanted to go on more and more, so I ended up quitting my job with Storm’s full support. He said he was fine taking care of me, since he makes enough money, as long as I was okay with him continuing to make content. I am, though I did say I wanted to keep doing it too. So, now I guess I’m an official cam boy? Or at least a constant guest in Storm’s videos. We make plenty of money to live the life we want, and after traveling so much, I quickly realized Seattle isn’t where I wanted to settle down. I was there because it’s where my family was and what I was supposed to do. But I’m not doing that anymore, not since Storm and I decided to pursue a life together. So we moved. When we talked to Dominic and Mikah about it, they said they were thinking of moving too. So we took the adventure together and decided on Monterey. We don’t regret it. The area is beautiful, and it’s nice having people we know close by. We hang out with them at least once a week.

Tonight, though, we are doing something new. We’re making a video with all four of us, with equal sharing rights, so we all can post on our platforms, if we want. Considering I don’t have one and Dominic and Mikah share one, it’ll only be posted in two places, which is fine. At least it’ll be out there, and according to all three of them, making a ton of money.

When we reach the door, I go to ring the bell, but Storm grabs my arm.

“Are you sure?” he says again, and I huff out an annoyed sound.

“Stop treating me like a baby, Storm. I know what I’m doing.”

He holds his hands up, and I press the button. Dominic opens the door a few seconds later with a big grin on his face.

“Didn’t think you would show,” he says.

“We almost didn’t,” I add, causing Dominic to raise a brow.

“Why the hell not?”

“Because Storm thinks I’m going to freak out.”

Dominic turns toward him. “Are you secretly freaking out?”

“That’s what I thought, but he says no,” I say.

“Who’s freaking out?” Mikah asks, coming around the corner.

“Storm,” me and Dominic say at the same time.

“I am not!” he argues.

Mikah gives him a knowing smile. “And you were so confident the last time.”

“You all suck,” Storm mutters. pushing past us to move inside the house.

“They’re about to be,” Dominic says, closing and locking the door.

I huff out a laugh, and Mikah grins, but Storm is still pouting. Thankfully, there’s Dominic to the rescue. He throws his arm around Storm, giving him a little shake.

“Stop being so upset, Storm. You’re about to fuck my husband,” he says with a grin.

That affects me in a way I didn’t expect. My dick twitches in excitement. And here I was, actually a little worried that I would freak out.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah…” Storm says, shoving Dom off him.

Dom chuckles as he leads the way down the hall to the basement door. Their basement is their recording studio. The entire downstairs is set up for recording, with cameras up at all times. All they have to do is hit the record button. It’s set up to record everything down here, or just different sections.

There is a kitchen on one side, where they record all their naked baking episodes. The other side is the bedroom and living room area. They showed us around when we first came here, but I’ve never been down here to record anything.

Walking down the stairs feels different this time. Exciting. Knowing what’s about to happen has me thrilled. I mean, how lucky am I that my boyfriend is cool with this?

The four of us have talked about this extensively for an entire month. The idea was randomly brought up by, you guessed it, Dominic. I was the only other one who took that first conversation seriously. It eventually turned into a legitimate idea and we started talking logistics. Dom and I got a contract drawn up. We all signed. Now, here we are, ready to do this.

“So we all remember the rules?” Dominic says, looking between all of us.

“Yep,” Mikah says.

“Yes,” I answer.

“Obviously,” Storm answers. Dominic walks over to the desk hidden in a small alcove. He wakes up the computer by swiping the mouse, then clicks a few things which pulls up the camera views on the screen.

“We’re officially recording,” he says with a grin.

Storm will get a raw copy of the file to edit it how he wants, just as Dominic can edit it how he wants. This way the videos will have slight variations, and maybe they will have subs swap over to each other’s sites to see the different versions.

“Does anyone want a drink?” Mikah asks, moving toward the fridge. I appreciate how laid back Mikah is. He makes it easy to be around. Though I’ve spent a lot of time with Dominic and have gotten used to him over this last year, he can still be a lot for me sometimes.

“Sure,” Storm answers.

“Why not?” I say.

“Dom?” Mikah asks.

“You know I do, baby.”

Mikah comes back a moment later with four beers, handing them off to us. Storm and I get comfortable on the couch, which faces the bed where Dominic and Mikah sit.

We did not come up with a plan for how this video would go. Apparently that’s what Dominic likes to do, and we weren’t opposed to it. I’m just wondering how, exactly, things are supposed to get started…

Which gets answered a short time later, when we’re all finished with our beers and start on a second one. Dominic grips Mikah’s chin when he gets handed the beer. He kisses him so indecently, it’s hot as hell. One of them groans, and Dominic takes his beer and Mikah’s and blindly puts them down on the nightstand by the bed.

I sneak a glance at Storm, who is smirking as he watches them. When I look down, I see him hard, and without needing direction, I put my beer down and get on my knees in front of him.

It’s no secret that Storm likes to watch and be watched. I don’t know how I’ll feel about other people watching me, but I’ve always liked it when Storm did, and I’m fine knowing other people do with the videos we make. Today is going to be a great way to find out how well I do with all this. If it goes well, we’ll make more down the line.

I flip open the button of Storm’s jeans and undo the zipper to pull out his hard dick. The groans behind me get louder, and I look up at Storm, licking my lips.

He leans back, putting his beer down and shoving his pants down further to free his balls. I lean in and lick them, sucking one into my mouth while I lazily stroke him.

“Are we husband swapping?” Dominic asks from behind me. I smile up at Storm, wondering if he’s going to correct him or just answer the question. Storm and I aren’t married. We’ve talked about it, but haven’t taken that step yet. Neither of us are in a rush. Mostly because he’s still a little worried about it and I have a not so good history with marriage. But it’s okay—we’re both okay with how things are. We don’t need to be married to be happy. Though, I do like the thought of being called his husband and him mine.

“Fuck yeah, we are,” Storm answers. “I remember how tight your husband’s ass is, and I want it again.” He looks down at me and winks, which causes my stomach to heat. I did not think I’d enjoy this so much, and we’ve barely gotten started. Part of me was worried I’d be jealous over seeing my boyfriend fuck someone else, but with the way I’m feeling, it seems the complete opposite. I can’t wait to see it.

“Good,” Dominic answers. “But I hope Gabriel knows what he’s in for. Because I’m not taking it easy on him.”

“I don’t expect you to,” Storm answers, running his hand over my head. “But he needs to be a good boy and suck my dick first, or he’s not getting your cock at all.”

Good lord…

I lick a trail up Storm’s dick and circle the crown before sucking him into my mouth and taking him to the back of my throat. Though my gag reflex has gotten better, it isn’t gone completely. I suck hard on Storm’s dick, focusing around the tip. He moans, hand still running through my hair.

Hands come around my waist, and though I flinch at first, I quickly lean into them. They come around me to undo the button of my pants, then my zipper, and then they’re pulled down. Opening my eyes, I look up at Storm, who’s watching whatever is going on behind me. I’m tempted to turn around and look, but I like not knowing just the same. Whatever is going on is good if the look on Storm’s face is any indication.

When my pants are off, they shove my shirt up, and I stop sucking Storm for just long enough to get it off.

“Why am I the only one naked?” I ask.

Storm smirks down at me. “You’re not.”

I hum a satisfied sound before going back to his dick just as a hot mouth is on my ass, causing me to freeze and suck in a breath. Teeth sink into one cheek, then a warm tongue slides along to the other side, where they bite again.

“Focus, baby,” Storm says, running his fingers down my cheek. I do my best to focus on what I’m doing and not what I’m feeling, but it’s not easy. Especially when that tongue slides down my crease and lands right over my hole. I have no idea who that is. I have my guess, but I can’t be sure, and that makes it even more exciting. Hands spread me wide open as their tongue lashes at my hole, slipping in and out, circling it, nipping at my cheeks. The whole thing is so hot, and has me giving Storm a messy and loud blow job, which he seems to love.

“I’m going to warm him up for you,” Dominic says, but I hardly hear him. The words don’t fully register until the person eating my ass groans deeply, taking in a sharp breath. I can perfectly envision what’s going on behind me now. Mikah bent over, eating my ass, while Dom is behind him, fucking him. Either with his fingers or his cock, I don’t know.

“How does he feel?” Storm asks in a husky tone.

“So goddamn tight—as always,” Dom answers.

“What are you going to do to Gabriel while I fuck your husband, Dominic?” Storm asks, his fingers still brushing through my hair lovingly. He loves my curls. They’ve gotten longer. So much that I have to keep them pulled back with a tie most of the time.

“Make him choke on my fat cock, then show him what a real fucking feels like.”

Storm laughs, but it sounds kind of evil—and really sexy.

“Maybe we should make a little wager,” Storm adds.

“What did you have in mind?” Dominic responds just as Mikah groans again, nails digging into my ass cheeks. I take Storm all the way to the back of my throat, and he groans too.

“First one to make them come, wins,” Storm says.

Oh my god… that’s diabolical.

I’ve seen Dominic and Mikah’s videos. I know Mikah can come quickly, similar to me. But also similar to me, he’s ready to go again within seconds. While having conversations about how this would go, I learned that only happens when Mikah is with Dominic. It was never a thing before. I can’t tell if that’s what happens with me because I’ve never been with anyone else. But I guess we’re going to find out.

“Not sure that’s fair, considering I already have half my cock in Mikah’s ass.”

“And Mikah is eating Gabriel’s ass like it’s his favorite dessert, and he’s been known to come from that alone. I’d say it’s fair,” Storm argues.

“Fine,” Dominic mutters. “Loser gives the other a blow job.”

Storm chuckles. “You are so on.”