Page 45 of Cueball & Double-Z (Alpha’s Rejects #5)

The plan had been for Marco to make love to both of us, but I would also make love to Cole.

It had originally been about making love to Cole only, but I wanted to try it, too.

I wanted to feel a man inside me. I wanted all those experiences.

So, Cole and I followed Marco’s instructions on how to eat and prep for sex.

Not only because it was our first time, but because we would be getting it on for a while. I wouldn’t be a quick fuck.

After Cole wrapped up his prepping and showering, it was my turn.

My body air-dried as I shaved my face in the mirror, making sure I was nice and smooth.

I was surprisingly not nervous. I’d expected to be.

Maybe because once we got over our humps, we fell naturally into each other.

Cole and Marco both belonged to me. And I belonged to them.

Cleaning out my ass felt… weird, but I got why it was important. At least we wouldn’t be using condoms. Marco made us all get tested, even if neither of us had had sex for eons, and Cole never had. But it was mostly for peace of mind, allowing us to relax and not think about anything but pleasure.

I washed my face of residual shaving cream, dried it, then put on some deodorant.

I ran my hands through my long, wet bangs, fingering them back as I stared into the mirror.

All that hardness I’d gotten used to looking at was gone.

Left in its place was smoothness, not just my freshly shaved skin, but the muscles in my face.

Mentally, I felt fucking good, and I looked forward to having sex with the two men I cared most about in this world.

And I was still not nervous.

I smiled into the mirror at that. It was weird to see, but a good kind of weird. Maybe one day I’d get used to seeing my face like that.

Instead of getting dressed, I just kept the towel wrapped around me, left the bathroom, and headed to Marco’s room. I suppose the room belonged to all of us now, since Cole and I didn’t use the spare room at all anymore.

When I came in, Marco was sitting in the middle of his bed, cross-legged, with Cole sitting on his lap.

Both were completely naked. Cole was on his new phone, typing something out as Cueball watched over his shoulder with his chin resting on it.

How could they be both adorable and sexy at the same time?

In the beginning, imagining them like that would’ve enraged me.

Now I just saw hope and a sense of home.

They always made sure I was included, and I always included them.

They looked up when I came in, with huge smiles on their faces. Marco rarely smiled, like me, but we were both doing it more often now. Cole was always ready with a warm smile.

He set down his phone, climbed off Marco’s lap, stood, and took my hand to tug me onto the bed.

I followed him and crawled in, making my way to Marco, where I leaned in on my hands and knees, my face close to his, his body wash’s scent still on me, his breath puffing against my skin.

He met me the rest of the way and kissed me.

That was when I finally felt it. Those little flutters in my stomach.

Flutters of love, excitement, and anticipation.

Love .

Yeah, I loved him. It wasn’t hard to do. We hadn’t known each other for more than three months, but for me it was enough. I thought it would be hard after loving Cole for so long, but it wasn’t. So I told him that.

We pulled away, and I stared at his hauntingly beautiful amber eyes. “I love you,” I breathed. I didn’t expect the words to be said back to me. There was no time limit on my love. The clapping next to me was kind of expected. It was very typical of Cole.

Then I reached over to kiss Cole, too. He always made these sweet sounds whenever we kissed or fooled around. Little whimpers, grunts, and groans. It was fucking cute as hell. When we pulled away, I looked him dead in the eye and said, “I love you, too.”

‘I love you both,’ he signed.

Marco pulled Cole close to him, and we sat on our knees in front of him as he looked back and forth at us.

“I adore both of you. You’ve become an important part of my life.

And I’m planning a long future for us together.

But I’m not going to lie. There’s residual fear.

Fear that I’ll fail you. Fear that if I get too close, something will happen to you.

Because if anything happens to you… I’m not sure I can take a second fucking loss like that. It will kill me.”

I hadn’t expected those words either. But they were important.

Meaningful. More important than the simple words of love.

Because he was being vulnerable for us, setting his walls aside to let us in.

It also told us how strongly he felt about us.

That if we died, it would be the end for him.

It was a horrible thought, and one I didn’t want to think about.

It showed how strongly he was attached to us.

Neither Cole nor I placated him or dismissed his fears with promises that nothing would happen. Look at what happened to our parents. We couldn’t predict the future. We couldn’t make promises like that. So we didn’t.

Cole rested his hand on Marco’s face, conveying his thoughts through his eyes.

He said a lot with his face. Marco smiled softly and leaned into his touch.

Then Cole kissed him. Not only was watching them arousing, but it was also beautiful.

I wondered if they thought the same about me, though I didn’t ask.

“I want you to make love to Cole, Gio. I want to watch you. You deserve those firsts. You both do. This is incredibly important to me.” Marco pinched my chin to make me look at him.

“Come or not. Don’t hold out for me if you can’t.

If you need to orgasm, do it. There is plenty of time to experiment and enjoy each other, okay?

” When I nodded, he let go. “Then I would like to be inside both of you tonight. I need to feel both of you.”

I had to admit that for someone who was closed off like me, I loved this open communication we shared, now realizing how important it was. “Will you ever let us be inside you?” I asked.

Marco nodded. “Yes, but not tonight. While I generally top, I don’t mind being vers. I want to explore you both in all ways.”

Cole put his hands to his reddening face and giggled before signing to Marco, ‘I feel a little weird being smaller and having sex with you.’

Marco chuckled. “It all works the same. It doesn’t matter, sweetness.

” Cueball stood off the bed and waved his hand at us.

“Get comfortable. Cole, on your back or stomach. It’s up to you.

Gio needs to open you up before we do anything.

That’s the most important part, especially for your first time.

We need to do the same for Gio. I’ll guide you both.

I want you two to enjoy tonight, and not be in pain, but there will be some discomfort at first.”

Cole grabbed his phone and quickly typed out a message. Then he hit play toward Marco. “Can you be in the bed with us? Can I lean against you?”

“I can definitely do that.”

Marco sat in the middle, leaning upright against the headboard as Cole sat between his legs. All three of us were hardening, quickly getting turned on. It was time. Time for three to become one. Time to show our love through sex. I was fucking ready.

I stroked myself as Cole got situated. Marco raised his knees, and Cole unabashedly draped his legs over each thick thigh, spreading himself open to me.

“Fuck me… That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I breathed. My breath suddenly came in pants, and my heart raced. I had to pinch the head of my dick already. God.

Cole’s face was bright red, wearing a stupid grin, but he didn’t mind being vulnerable. He never had. He never hid himself away when things got uncomfortable .

“You can either start with your fingers and lube to work him open, or you can use your tongue. You’ll still need to use your fingers, but rimming will help him relax more. Whatever you’re comfortable with, beautiful.”

I crawled between Cole’s legs and leaned into his ear. “I’ve been dying to taste you, baby.” He whimpered, and his cock jumped at my words. Yes, I’d already been planning to rim him. I looked at Marco and nodded at him. “Pull his legs back, yeah?”

Once his legs were back further, I shoved a pillow under Cole’s ass to have better access.

Then my finger gently swirled around his hole, pulling out a groan from him.

He threw his head against Marco’s shoulder and closed his eyes to just feel.

He was so fucking responsive. I’d barely done a thing yet, and already his cockhead was beading with pre-cum.

Before I rimmed him, I glided my tongue along and around the head of his dick and on his abs to lick up that pre-cum, his now familiar flavor bursting on my tongue. I pressed kisses along his stomach, on his length, and worked my way down his taint and to his hole.

Cole’s hands instantly rushed to my hair, holding clumps of it, and when I swiped my tongue around in a circle over the ring of muscle, he tugged on my hair tight enough to sting, but I didn’t stop him.

He let out this guttural noise that heated my body and sent chills across my skin.

I did that. I turned him on so much that he had no control over his noises.

“Look how sexy you look, sweetness,” Marco growled in Cole’s ear, making my dick take notice, making it even harder than it was.

“And look how sexy our beautiful Gio looks between your legs, touching you, worshiping you.” His dirty talk set my entire body on fire.

He was so fucking good at it. It didn’t feel awkward or off-putting because I’d never been a dirty talker before or had anyone talk to me that way.

It felt natural and sexy. It was a fucking turn-on.

Soon, I got lost in consuming Cole’s ass, licking, nipping, sucking. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever done. It was feral. Primal. And I loved every second of it, especially because of how Cole reacted.

Eventually, his body was completely relaxed under my care, and his hole opened up enough for me to tongue fuck it a little. That was a good sign to pull away and start working him open .

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and grabbed the lube from where it was sitting on top of the nightstand. “Ready for me, baby?” I asked as Marco watched every movement I made.

“Start with one finger and work up to three,” he instructed.

“Got it.”

‘I’m dead,’ Cole signed, making us all laugh. ‘That was so good.’

“Wait until you feel Gio’s fingers pressing against your hot button,” Marco rasped in his ear.

Cole’s eyes were hooded as he signed, ‘I need to come. Now.’

“Not yet. Try to hold out as long as you can. Gio and I will reward you. That’s a promise.”

He nodded, resting his hands on each of Marco’s knees as I crawled back onto the bed, pouring lube into my hand.

I closed the lid, tossed the bottle onto the bed, and rubbed my hands together, slathering the oil across my palms. After running a hand across my dick to slick it up, I leaned forward and eased the tip of my finger into Cole.

“Breathe slowly, Cole. Each time he inserts a finger or his cock, I want you to push down. I know it seems counterintuitive, but it will make a huge difference,” Marco instructed.

Cole nodded his head.

“Ready for me?” I asked him, and he nodded again.

I gently eased my finger inside him to the last knuckle. He took it with ease, probably because I’d just eaten him out.

“You okay?” I asked him, and he nodded a third time.

“Gio, curl your finger upward until you feel that spongy mass. He’ll like that. It’s going to take some wiggling and maneuvering,” Marco said, resting his chin on Cole’s head.

I did as I was told. It definitely took me a while, not sure what I was looking for, but after a minute, Cole practically arched his back off the bed and groaned.

“You like that, sweetness?” Marco asked in his ear.

Cole whimpered so cutely. “Welcome to your prostate. Now imagine a cock sliding back and forth over it.”

Now I looked forward to sex even more. I knew about the prostate in a general sense and what it did, but not what it felt like .

I finally worked Cole open with three fingers. He looked blissed out of his fucking mind, and his abs were glistening with sticky pre-cum. God, I was so fucking ready to be inside him.

I looked up at Marco and sat up. He nodded and said, “Our sweetness is ready.”

Cole cried out when I pulled out my fingers, making me chuckle. I hovered over his body and kissed him. His upper lip was sweaty, tasting of salt. It was sweaty because I turned him on that much. It was an amazing and ego-boosting feeling to know I could pull that reaction from him.

After lining up my cock, Marco said, “Bear down, Cole.”

My tip pressed against his hole, and I eased it inside slowly, taking my time, letting him adjust and push down. Meanwhile, I was sweating like hell as my cock was hugged like a vise, firing off all my sensitive nerves. Holy fuck… This was gonna feel good. Amazing.

Finally, I was fully seated inside him, and I was going to fucking die.

There was no way I was going to last long.

While my heart hammered, ready to come, I looked down at Cole’s closed eyes, his arm reaching behind him, holding onto Marco’s thick neck.

His plump bottom lip was swollen and parted as he heaved breaths.

“Are you okay?” I asked him.

His eyes popped open, no longer bright blue but blown black. So hot. Then he nodded and hummed.

I kissed him, full of tongue, nibbling on that cute bottom lip before pulling out and pushing back in. Slowly at first. Taking my time, not wanting to hurt him despite how much I wanted to pound the hell out of him.

Fuck, it felt so damn fucking good. I stopped for a moment in his tight heat and looked at Marco, who was watching my every move. Then I kissed him, too. I didn’t stop kissing him as I pumped faster and faster inside Cole.

My dream of having him had finally come true.