Page 48 of Fanboy in the Falls (Devon Falls #3)

I’m not sure my heart will ever stop swelling in my chest when one of them says things like that. “Missed me, huh? I went to get food like ten minutes ago.”

“Too long,” Tom admonishes. “Especially when I’m thinking about how big that closet is, and how we always wanted to have our way with you on the giant craft table that’s stored in there.”

My face burns. “No way,” I whisper. “How did you know?”

“Know, huh?” Colin leans down to kiss me on the neck. “What is there to know, little one? Do you have a thing for getting it on in public?”

I choke back a little bit of a gasp as his lips hit my skin.

Have I ever fantasized about getting ripped apart and ravaged somewhere where I could get caught at any moment?

Okay, maybe I have. But that’s dumb, right?

“I mean,” I say. “Uh, we can’t. This is Malachai and Sam’s wedding reception, and—”

Just like that, Tom opens the closet door, and Colin shoves me inside.

“No making any noise,” Tom whispers in my ear.

He points to the giant wooden table that’s taking up the majority of the storage space.

“On the table, little fox.” There’s a soft clicking noise of a lock, and then a fluorescent light bulb above us clicks on, illuminating the small room in eerie yellow light.

“We’re in charge now,” Tom whispers in my ear.

“And you’d best hope no one walks in and catches us, or they’re going to find out all about the things you let us do to you. ”

I manage to hold all the noises that want to escape me down to a whimper as Colin lifts me up, walking cast and all, and sets me down on the old dining table Bethany got from somewhere but has never found space for.

Now I’m glad as fuck it got left in here.

“That’s it, baby,” Tom whispers as I lift my hips and he helps me slide my pants and boxers down my legs.

“You like this, don’t you?” he whispers.

“You love knowing that half the town’s outside this room right now.

It turns you on knowing they could hear us at any moment.

Catch us doing unspeakable things to you. ”

All I can manage to get out is a whimper, because he’s absolutely right. This is sexy as hell. Off to one side of the table, Colin’s got his jeans open, and he’s slowly jacking himself in his boxers.

“We love when you make those noises,” Tom says. “But you have to stop making them now, or we might get caught. So Colin, dear bestie, you’re going to need to put your cock down our little Gabe’s throat.”

My cock goes so hard when he says those words that I actually thrust up into the air, desperate for someone to touch it.

But Tom shakes his head and makes a tsk tsk noise.

“Such a little minx,” he says as he starts unbuttoning his own pants.

“Now be a good little one, Gabe, and suck Colin’s dick until he comes down your throat. ”

I nod eagerly, as Colin helps me lay down across the table.

He runs his fingers through my hair as he palms the back of my head and slowly pulls me toward his body.

He threads his dick into my mouth, and I suck eagerly, watching Colin’s eyes roll back in his head as I sigh against his skin.

Holding Colin or Tom in my mouth always just feels so right.

So comforting and safe and sexy as all fuck.

Tom’s at the other side of the table, next to my legs.

He starts caressing the nerves around my hole now, and he’s still whispering pure dirt into the dim light of the closet.

“Remember,” he whispers. “There are so many people out there. They can all hear you. So you have to be very, very quiet when I do this.” Then I hear him spit, and then two damp fingers are rubbing up against all the sensitive nerve endings there with his fingers just as he leans down and takes my cock all the way into his mouth.

I very nearly scream, but Colin pushes deeper into my mouth, and all I can think about is how easy it would be for someone to unlock that door and catch me here, with my pants literally down and Tom’s mouth wrapped around me and my mouth wrapped around Colin—

Tom pulls up off of me with a pop and licks his lips.

“He’s so beautiful, isn’t he, Colin? Always responding to every touch.

” Then he thrusts his tongue into me, and all the nerve endings there light on fire at once as Tom plays and teases.

He pushes in just far enough with his tongue to bring me to the edge as he wraps one of his big hands around my cock.

Colin holds on tightly to the back of my head, and it’s like every inch of me is being cemented in their steady heat and comfort. I moan around Colin’s cock.

“Shhh,” he whispers above me. “Remember, no one can hear us, little fox.” He rubs gently at the back of my neck. “Just feel. Feel how much we care about you.”

Tom’s lips disappear from my body, and it feels lonely and cold there until I look back down my body to see him slipping on a condom that seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

Pre-lubed, I’m sure, because Tom thinks ahead like that.

He slides it on and then, slowly, pushes my legs back, and then he begins to push into my body.

I’m holding onto every muscle I have as tightly as I can, determined not to scream as Tom slides in deeper at the same time that he takes my cock in his hand again.

He closes his eyes as he pushes in just a little farther and I bear down, moving in between flashes of pleasure and pain.

I stay hard the whole time, which isn’t surprising given how incredibly turned on I am just thinking about what the three of us are doing right now.

My two boyfriends are making love to me together in a supply closet with most of the town right outside the door.

Tom bottoms out in me as he hits nerves that have me thrusting up and off the table into his hand.

“Perfect,” he whispers. “You’re both so very perfect.

I want to be this close to you both for the rest of my life.

In supply closets. In every bedroom we ever walk into.

In kitchens and bathrooms and dressing rooms. I want to be with you in every space we can find together, all across the world. ”

He lets out a gasp, and then he starts fucking into me, hard and fast. Just as Colin starts fucking my mouth at the exact same pace. “Colors, little fox,” Colin says sharply. “Squeeze my hand if you need to change colors.”

I nod around his cock, but there’s no way I’m squeezing his hand right now.

Every cell and nerve in my body is on fire.

I’m hard as a rock and desperate to lose myself with both of them inside of me.

The off-color light in the room is bouncing against them as they move in and out of me, giving me pure pleasure as they take it from me, and then Colin leans down and over my body, toward Tom.

“I want the same thing,” he says steadily.

“You’ve been the most important person in my life for years, Tom, and I’m not sure I’ve ever told you that.

I think you’ve always deserved more from me.

I can’t wait to be the person you’ve deserved to have by your side all of these years.

And I can’t wait to be the person Gabe deserves, too. ”

Maybe it’s how weirdly sexy it feels to have sex in a supply closet.

Maybe it’s the fact that two of my wet dreams of days past are both inside my body at the exact same time.

Maybe it’s the gravity of the words Tom just shared with us, or that Colin just promised the entirety of himself to me and Tom.

Maybe it’s knowing how much those words must mean to Tom.

All I know is that I come right then, and I come so hard in Tom’s hand that it hurts, and I do half-scream around Colin’s cock, but he thrusts into me and keeps me quiet as he loses himself down my throat, and at that exact same moment I feel Tom’s body stutter in mine as he, too, falls down over this beautiful cliff we’re all standing on.

The three of us stumble out of the supply closet minutes later, hair only a little disheveled but clothes tucked back in. We double-checked. Still, Bethany smirks as we arrive next to her at the bar.

“Forgot the napkins, didn’t you?”

“Oh, shoot.” I start to stumble back toward the supply closet, but she just laughs.

“Never mind, Gabe. We thought you might be… busy, so Evelyn grabbed some from the dining room.”

I’m sure I’m blushing harder than I’ve ever blushed in my life. “Sorry, Bethany! When I’m back at work on Monday, I promise I’ll be—”

She laughs again. “It’s fine, Gabe! I know you’re a model employee. Try not to worry so much. Be more like your little brother!” She gestures to the dance floor, where Lou is learning the Macarena with Tom’s mothers.

“Look, Gabe!” he shouts excitedly as he gets the hand motions all wrong and flips them down while he should be flipping them up. “I’m doing it!”

“You are!” I call back.

“He’s a natural,” Tom tells me over the music. “We’ll have him signed up for dance classes next week. Acting too, of course. Possibly singing. He’ll be the next triple threat.”

“Don’t forget go karts,” Colin adds. “The world needs more princesses and princes in go karts.”

Bethany pours another glass of wine and pushes it into my hands.

“I know you’re on painkillers,” she says, “but I’m sure you can have just one glass.

That’s the new cab sav, and it’s fucking delicious.

Drink it,” she says, “drink it and enjoy your new life, Gabe.” She lifts her own glass to me in a toast and then steers her chair down to the other end of the bar.

I take a sip and let the wine slide over my tongue. Colin wraps his arms around my waist from behind me, and I lean back into his touch as Tom circles his arm around both of us. “I knew this would be a good day,” I tell them. “Lou had thirteen purple marshmallows this morning.”

Colin kisses me on the cheek as Tom laughs and rests his head on mine.

“Well,” Tom says. “I’ve certainly never been one to argue with signs from the universe.

” He clears his throat. “I have something to tell you both. I bid an utterly absurd amount of money on a spa day I don't even want or need. But I did so to keep the opera house alive and intact. I’d like very much to revive the damn thing, and I’ve told my agent I won’t be coming back to Hollywood anytime in the near future.

I need a break from that town. A long one.

” He smiles. “Would the two of you like to stay here in Devon Falls with me while I bring this town’s community theater dreams back to life? ”

Colin hums against my neck. “Only if I can fix the place up with you. And maybe buy some old furniture for it and restore it, the way Gabe’s mom used to. I think I’d like doing that.”

“And maybe Lou can be in your plays,” I add. “But only if he wants to, of course.”

Tom lets out a long sigh. “That all sounds so very lovely. Don’t you both think?”

“It sounds like home,” Colin says softly.

It does. It really does. I hold up the glass of wine Bethany gave me. “To home,” I say.

I snuggle into the two of them as I watch the scene in front of me. This scene, filled with people who accidentally became my home when I had none, where I’m wrapped up in the two people who gifted me with something I never, ever thought I’d have again.

A family. A family full of acceptance and caring and… well, a word Tom and Colin and I haven’t said to each other just yet. But we will, soon. I’m sure of that.

The view of Devon Falls has never looked better.