Page 51 of Cueball & Double-Z (Alpha’s Rejects #5)

Two Months later

I wiped the sweat from my brow with my forearm as I slid the bin of dishes into the dishwasher, then pressed start to run it.

Now that I had some semblance of consistency and stability, I was kind of getting tired of this job.

It’d been great at first, with Jim hiring me on the spot almost seven months ago, and he’d been nothing but kind and professional after his initial inappropriateness, which honestly hadn’t been horrible, just a bit shocking.

Cole was on his way to great things. He was about to start online classes next month using the laptop Marco had bought him to get the basics out of the way.

Meanwhile, Marco had been going to therapy regularly.

He’d been fucking amazing, and he was feeling really good.

Honestly, I was surprised he gave in that quickly.

But he did it. I was so fucking proud of him.

I was also honored. I mean, he did all that for Cole and me.

Regardless, I wanted more. Don’t get me wrong. I was happy. Cole and Marco made my life complete and full of love, but my work life was, well, meh. Maybe they were right that I should do bigger and better things. That I was smart enough. I really wanted to be.

Maybe I’d start looking around. Hell, maybe I could also take online classes, too. Learn a trade or something.

When my shift wrapped up at ten at night, I headed to the lounge to take off my kitchen shirt and tug on my black tank. It was hot as fuck outside now that we were in the dead of summer.

“Knock, knock,” Jim said, rapping a knuckle on the doorjamb.

I turned to face him as I smoothed my long bangs from my face. “Hey, man.” As I looked at him, I felt the guilt tugging at me for thinking about leaving. Jim had been amazing. At the same time, I shouldn’t have felt weird wanting more in life.

“Listen, I want to talk to you.”

I grabbed my backpack out of the locker and slammed the door closed. “Okay.”

“You seem off… like you’re not liking it here so much anymore.” He raised a hand to keep me from talking and telling him the truth. “You work tirelessly, Gio. You’re always on time and always dependable. I just feel like you deserve better things.”

As much as I wanted something else, I wasn’t ready to quit just yet or… be fired. I swallowed the growing lump and panic because I needed the money. I wanted to find something else before I quit. “Are you… letting me go? I mean, if I’m doin’ so well…”

His eyes went wide, and his jaw dropped before he pulled himself together. “What? No. No, that wasn’t what I was getting at. Jesus, that’s not where I was going with this at all. I’d be a fool to lose you. You’re more reliable than my manager, which is what I wanted to discuss with you. ”

I dropped my bag on the bench, relieved I didn’t have to be unemployed again. After my last two jobs, I’d failed epically. But since finding Marco and having a home, I did all I could to be on time and work my ass off.

“Whatcha mean?”

Jim ran a hand through his light brown hair before dropping his hand and sighing. “My manager just up and quit on me. Didn’t even give me a two-week notice. So… want the job?”

Now it was my turn to drop my jaw. “Y-you want me to be a manager? But… I’ve got no experience. Not to sound ungrateful, but… why?”

He smiled, now appearing confident, and shrugged.

“Because I know you can do it, and I want to give you a chance. Look, you help with more than just washing dishes. You never complain and just get it done. I think with the right amount of training, it could be something you’d be good at. Just… think about it.”

“I’ll take it,” I blurted. No thinking necessary.

Jim chuckled and shook his head as he folded his arms over his chest. “You sure? It’s going to be more work.”

“Does it pay extra?”

“It pays a lot extra. I can pay you twenty bucks an hour as you train, then bump it up to about twenty-six an hour once you’re full time, but you’ll be on salary after you’ve wrapped up training.”

“Fuck…” I whispered, hardly believing my ears. I looked up wide-eyed. “Sorry. I mean… wow.”

“Oh, I’ve dropped plenty of F bombs. You’re good. Just not on the floor, yeah?”

“Yeah. Definitely. Thanks for this, Jim.”

“You’re welcome, Gio. As soon as I hire a new dishwasher, you and I will begin training.”

Without thinking too hard, I came at him and stopped. “Can I… hug you? Is that weird?”

He chuckled. “It’s not weird.”

I gave him a brief hug and patted his back. “Thanks for this. God, I can’t wait to tell Cole and Marco.”

“You’re welcome,” he said again. “Tell them I said ‘ hi .’”

“I will.”

Jim left the lounge, and I grabbed my bag, rushed to my car, and sped home. I couldn’t wait to tell my guys the good news.

As soon as I parked the car, I got a text from Cole.

Zilch: Go shower. We’re waiting.

As I read the simple message, I raised a brow and grinned. My night had just gotten even better.

I hoofed it up the stairs, unlocked the front door, dropped everything, and immediately headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower, making sure to wash away all the restaurant grease from my skin and hair, with an extra scrub of my ass, I got out and dried off.

Not bothering to get dressed, I headed to the bedroom with the door closed.

I opened it and stepped into a dimly lit room to find Marco and Cole naked on the bed, waiting for me and…

knitting? Cole was sitting on Marco’s lap, looking adorably sweet and sexy as Marco was showing Cole how to make stitches with the knitting needles.

Why was that so hot? My cock went from soft to rock hard in an instant.

I stood next to the bed, unable to stop smiling at how lucky I was.

For the longest time, I truly believed life would just continually kick me in the nuts.

Little did I know that life was just building me up and making me stronger.

To better myself for the day I fell in love with two amazing men and finally had a decent job. I finally felt accomplished.

“I have a new job,” I blurted.

Both of their eyes bugged wide. ‘A job?’ Cole signed, setting aside his knitting.

“Yep. Jim took me off dishes and made me a fuckin’ manager! Can you fuckin’ believe it? Me? No-experience me, a manager! He’s gonna train me, and my pay is gonna be so much more.”

Marco set aside the knitting, grabbed my hand, and tugged me onto both of them. “Congratulations, Little Thief. I’m so proud of you.” Cole nodded in agreement .

“Thanks, baldy ,” I quipped.

A soft smile formed on his face, and then he laughed. “Well, if you’re going to call me that, perhaps I should grow my hair out.”

“Don’t you dare!” I said as I rubbed his freshly shaved scalp.

‘We love your head,’ Cole signed.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to Marco’s, forcing my tongue into his mouth. His eyes closed as our tongues danced and tasted. When I pulled away, I kissed Cole, too. He should always be kissed and worshiped. They both did.

“So what are the sexy plans tonight?” I asked.

Marco kissed my cheek, then my throat. “You’re going to fuck me, beautiful. Then Cole gets to have me next time. I want you both tonight, but it’s already getting late.”

“Well, hell… My good night just got better!” I nipped Marco’s throat and kissed it. “To be inside you finally? Yes, please.”

We climbed off Marco so he could get comfortable, which was on his back.

“I’ve already prepped and worked myself open. All you need to do is fuck me.”

“Take out all the fun, why don’t you?”

His smile turned crooked. “Apologies, but again, time. We can do that next time.”

Cole waved to get our attention and signed, ‘You fuck him. I’ll suck him.’

“Going to spoil me, I see,” Marco chuckled.

I looked back at him, leaned forward, and kissed him again. “Definitely. Both of my guys deserve to be spoiled.”

Marco reached for my face and cupped my cheek. “So do you, beautiful. You and Cole are precious to me. It’s why I want you to have all of me.”

Cole climbed off him, letting Marco spread his legs so I could sit between his thick thighs. Then he pulled them back, exposing his hole to give me better access.

“God, I can’t believe I’m gonna fuck you. You look so hot, opening up to us,” I rasped.

I reached for the lube, waiting for me on the nightstand, poured some into my hands, and slicked up my dick. After tossing the bottle somewhere onto the bed, I wiped my hands on the towel Cole handed to me. I lined up the head of my cock to the ring of muscle and nudged it in.

“Just push it in,” he said, watching my every move.

I nodded, trusting Marco in what he wanted and that he’d prepped. When I pushed, I sank right in as soon as he bore down. My eyes rolled into my head, and my toes curled when the smooth heat squeezed the hell out of me.

“Fuck…” I hissed. “So damn good. I can’t believe you’re finally lettin’ us inside.”

Marco set his legs down, giving Cole access to his cock, who quickly fisted it, and stroked him languidly after oiling his hands. “You will always have access to me in all ways, beautiful. We’ll all do that for each other.”

My long bangs spilled into my face, blocking my view, so I tucked them behind my ears so I could watch Marco get wrecked. It was going to be fucking magical.

His eyes slid closed as Cole swallowed him down as far as he could.

“Yeah… That’s nice. Getting sucked off and fucked is epic.”

I smiled crookedly at Cole’s slurps and little grunts. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he was cute and sexy. The two shouldn’t have worked, but they did.

“Right there, beautiful. Hit me right there.”

I wiggled my hips and pumped into him, trying my best to peg his prostate.

His fingers reached for my thighs, digging into the muscle, and he groaned.

My thrusts were steady and rhythmic, solely focused on Marco’s pleasure rather than mine.

I wanted him to come first, so I blocked out most of my burning pressure, which wasn’t easy to do.

His ass was so tight, sending electric currents throughout my entire dick and up my spine.

It wasn’t just the feel of him, but watching him be vulnerable and open enough for me to be inside him.

There was something delicious about that.

Cole was really working him now, sucking and stroking.

Marco was meeting Cole and me, thrust for thrust, his eyes closed as he felt everything we gave him.

It was one of the sexiest things I’d seen in a long time.

Not that we hadn’t had a fuck-ton of hot times, but seeing Cole and me own Marco was fucking beautiful .

“Fuck, I forgot how good it feels to have someone inside me. But I need it harder and faster, beautiful.”

Despite being close already, I did as he asked, sensing he was going to come soon. This was more for him than for me.

I pumped hard enough to slap our skin together, watching Marco get lost in it all. His full lips were parted as he groaned and panted. His eyes were closed while one hand was fisted in Cole’s hair, and his other hand was digging fingers into my arm.

Cole eventually gave up sucking him down due to being bounced around too much, and just stroked him fast and hard. Marco’s hand fell on Cole’s thigh, not opening his eyes.

Fingers suddenly dug deeply into my arm hard enough to hurt, as Marco froze. Hot spurts of creamy cum shot out of him, painting his chest and abs. That right there tipped me over the edge I was already clinging to for fucking life. What a sexy fucking sight.

My mouth fell open, letting out a groan, and my eyes closed as I let go and filled him.

His orgasm squeezed me even tighter, and god…

he felt fucking amazing. Perfect even. I quickly crashed, my heart beating a mile a minute as I fell onto his sticky stomach and chest, slipping out of his ass.

Marco’s arms quickly wrapped around me as our hearts slammed into each other, and our breaths heaved in pants.

Cole wouldn’t let us rest, prying me off Marco and rolling me onto my back. He climbed between us, sitting up on his knees, and fisting his cock before quickly stroking himself.

“I can do that, baby,” I said, but he shook his head and pumped fast and hard. A minute later, all of us were covered in cum. It was messy and sticky as hell, but it was perfect.

Cole pressed kisses on our lips with a goofy grin, climbed out of bed, and padded off to the bathroom.

He returned with warm washcloths, cleaning off the cum from Marco and me.

He tossed the rags into the clothes bin and climbed in between us.

He loved being in the middle where Marco and I smothered him with our arms, legs, and kisses.

Meanwhile, Marco reached for me, making sure he was touching me as well. Always touching me. Always including me .

“Maybe it’s corny to say, but thank you for this. Not the sex, but you. Taking care of us, loving us, opening up to us… It’s everything,” I said to him.

Marco popped an eye open and smiled crookedly. “You and Cole seriously turned my life upside down, but only in the best possible way. I love you both.”

My stomach dipped, and my breath caught as Cole sat up, clapped, and kissed him. He curled onto his back again with a huge smile on his face. I was sure I wore a stupid grin, too.

That was the first time he told us how he felt, and he said it so effortlessly, like he’d been saying it his whole life. I felt almost… honored for his love.

Yeah, life was fucking good.