Page 50 of Fanboy in the Falls (Devon Falls #3)

I roll my eyes. “It’s just broadcasting,” I mutter.

But there is something I’ve been wanting to ask them both…

something I’ve been thinking about. “Actually, about that.” I sit up on the rug, and Gabe sits up too, while Tom props himself up on one elbow.

“My agent passed me a message from the network I’m working with.

They’d like to do an interview with me to kick off my return.

And they asked how much I’d be willing to discuss and what should be off-limits. ”

“Oh wow,” says Gabe. “That’s huge, Colin. Are you going to do the interview? What do you want to tell them?”

I look out the window, at the falling snow that might be enveloping me and these two men in all the safety and security available in the world.

“Well, that’s what I wanted to ask you,” I finally tell them both.

“I’d like to talk about a lot of things.

About how I’m not ashamed to love two men, and I—”

Gabe makes a strangled noise, and I realize what I’ve just said. “Shoot,” I add, shaking my head. “If that was too soon, then I’m sorry. I’ve just been thinking a lot lately about—”

I don’t even finish the sentence before Gabe tackles me, knocking me back against the floor with a long kiss.

Tom then lands on top of him, and Gabe’s giggling and laughing when he finally pulls away.

“I’ve been wanting to say it too!” he blurts out.

“I love you two so much. Both of you.” He looks back and forth between me and Tom.

“Everything we have now… I want it forever and ever. And ever.”

“Emphasis on ever,” I tease him.

Tom grins. “Yes. Me too. I love you both with all my heart, Gabe Gomez and Colin Templegate.” He leans over to kiss Gabe, and then me, softly and slowly. Sweetly. “And Colin, I hope you shout that sentiment to the world. Other people don’t need to understand our love. Only we do.”

My heart swells. I’m sure he’s taken his share of heat in the public discourse for his decision to retreat to Vermont, away from Hollywood, and restore an old opera house with his two boyfriends rather than go back to movie sets.

But my best friend is happier than I’ve ever seen him.

And I’m determined to make sure that happiness grows, day by day by day.

“Thank you,” I tell them both. “Then I’m going to fucking tell the world everything they want to know.

And some shit they maybe don’t want to know.

The racing world’s been filled with a lot of closed-minded people for a long time.

So I’m going to get a little bit up in their business.

Talk more about mental health and self-care.

Queer rights that get ignored in a lot of countries we race in.

Rights for transgender and nonbinary people that are getting ignored all around the damn world right now. ”

Gabe smiles and raises an eyebrow. “I can’t wait,” he says softly. “Lou’s already talking about what he wants to wear to the first race you’re calling in England. We’ll have to take him shopping.”

“Oh, maybe we can match!” Tom claps his hands excitedly. “I’ve been dying to get Lou and the three of us all matching ensembles!”

“Nothing that shows off my ankles,” I tell him. “I have the worst ankles.”

“You do,” he agrees, and when I roll over to tackle him back into the rug, taking him with me, he folds eagerly against my body.

“I love you,” I whisper to him. Then I look over at Gabe as I grasp his hand. “And I love you. And I’ve been wondering—well, there’s something else I want to ask you.”

“Did we put something in the wine tonight?” Tom murmurs to Gabe, who giggles.

I pull Gabe into another long kiss. “I was just thinking,” I say as I let him go.

“We’ve all been tested. We’re all negative.

We’re all committed to this relationship.

Living together. Raising a kid together.

” Tom nods. “So I was wondering,” I go on.

“Maybe it’s time we stopped worrying about condoms.” I drop a finger slowly down Gabe’s cheek.

“I’d like to be inside you, little fox. And you,” I add to Tom.

“With nothing between us. Just skin on skin on skin.”

Gabe’s eyes widen.

And then it begins. —Gabe Gomez

I’ve never had anyone inside me without a condom before.

I guess that goes without saying, since I never had anyone inside me at all before Tom and Colin, and we’ve always worn protection for anal sex.

But I’ll admit, part of what I love so much about all the other types of sex we have is that there is nothing between us for those moments: just their bodies against my body, and it always feels so perfect. So right.

“Yes,” I blurt out. “Yes, yes, yes. Can we do it right now? Please?”

Tom bursts out laughing, then reaches for me to lower me gently back down onto the rug. “Someone’s eager.”

“It’s been weeks since I had full mobility,” I remind him. “My cast is off, and now Colin wants to lose the condoms? Um, yes. I’m a little eager!”

Colin laughs out loud, then leans over and picks me up off the floor, like I’m a ragdoll or something. Every time I start to forget how strong he is, he finds a way to remind me. “To the bedroom, then,” he whispers in my ear. “Just in case Lou wakes up.”

Tom claps excitedly behind us. “I’ll get the whipped cream!”

“We don’t need whipped cream,” Colin tells him as I wrap my arms around his neck.

“We always need whipped cream!”

The bedroom is glowing in soft light when Colin sets me down on the bed and then falls onto it next to me to wrap his arms around me. “You sure you’re ready for this?” he asks softly. “It’s kind of a big deal, little one.”

“For you, too, I’m guessing,” I reply, then nibble gently at his neck.

“I’m ready,” I finally answer as I nuzzle against his skin.

“You know,” I go on, “after my mother died, I always sort of felt like I was living a half-life, just waiting to find the rest of my real family again. Besides Lou, I mean.” I can feel Colin nod above me.

“Now you’re here,” I whisper. I look up at him, surprised to see wetness at the corners of his eyes.

“I love you, Colin Templegate. Thank you for being one-fourth of the most perfect family I could ever ask for. And yes, I’m absolutely ready to be even closer to you. ”

Colin maneuvers us so he can wrap me tightly in his arms, our cheeks pressed together.

“You did that for me, too,” he murmurs in my ear. “Gave me the rest of my family. I hope you know that.”

“Did you two start without me?” There’s the sound of the door closing, and Colin loosens his hold as we both look up to see Tom setting a metal can down on the bedside table and then sinking down onto the bed next to us.

“I should have guessed.” He sighs and shakes his head.

“It’s my own fault for having two such attractive boyfriends.

I can never possibly expect you to keep your hands off each other while I search for almost-expired dairy products.

The whipped cream was behind the broccoli, by the way.

Why on earth someone put it there is beyond me, but I—”

Colin leans over to press his lips against Tom, and I start to get hard just watching the two of them make out, all soft and sweet and so sure of each other’s bodies.

“We were just saying,” Colin says when he finally pulls away, “how special it’s been, finding the rest of our family.

” He traces a hand gently down Tom’s cheek.

“And to think,” he adds. “Part of mine was standing in front of me this whole time. I love you, Tom Evers.”

I fall across Colin to land gently against Tom’s chest. “I love you too, Tom Evers,” I add. “So much.”

Now Tom’s eyes go slightly wet, and he blinks rapidly. “Sweet talkers,” he murmurs.

“Damn right. You deserve all the sweet talk in the world.” Colin stands up from the bed and starts unbuttoning his shirt. “You both deserve everything I have to give you. All of me. Starting right now.”

He drops his shirt onto the floor and crawls back across the bed, his broad, nude chest begging for touch. Tom and I waste no time giving it to him.

And then it begins.

We take our time undressing each other, letting clothing fall slowly and mouths drift across skin in the heat of the room.

We pull up the covers on the giant bed and snuggle together beneath them, turning off the light and making every single touch a mysterious experiment in the dark.

We suck and touch and tease and drift fingers everywhere, and the poor whipped cream gets wholly and completely forgotten as we turn each others’ bodies into playgrounds.

And then, just when I’m sure I’m going to lose myself before we ever even get to the main goal we set out to achieve tonight, Tom pulls me tightly against his body and tilts my legs open behind me.

“Colin,” he whispers in the silence of the room.

“Show Gabe just how very, very much he matters to us.”

And so Colin does.

He and Tom kiss above my head as Colin prepares me slowly, dripping lube across my body and pushing it into me with finger after finger. Then I can feel him stiffen above me, dropping his head down to murmur into my ear again as he holds himself ready.

“Ours,” he whispers. “You belong to me and Tom now, Gabe Gomez. Ours. Forever.”

“Ours,” Tom adds in my other ear. And then Colin thrusts deeply inside of me.

Specks of bright light seems to swirl in my vision as Colin’s bare skin moves in and out of my body while Tom holds our bare cocks together and plays, teasing and whispering in my ear, words about how special I am and how lucky he and Colin were to find me.

“Bestie and I might have drifted forever,” he says at one point, while Colin takes every nerve in my body apart from the inside with his slow and steady movements, “circling around each other, never knowing what was missing between us. When all along what was missing was…”

“You,” Colin says in one long breath as he thrusts hard, and I come with a cry as I burst out across Tom’s hand seconds before he does the same.

Only a few moments later, Colin lets out a short, tiny shout (and in moments like these, I’m so glad the walls in this house are thick and Lou’s bedroom is all the way down the hall).

Then I feel Colin pulsing and shuddering inside me, feel his liquid filling me all the way up, and I close my eyes against the utter completeness of the moment.

So much perfection. So much rightness.

I fall asleep nuzzled between them, sandwiched as they kiss above my head again.

“Should we tell him tomorrow?” Tom whispers at one point. Tell me what ? I wonder, but I don’t have the energy to even open my mouth and ask.

“Tomorrow,” Colin agrees. I listen as they kiss again, and the sound of them pressing together and then away lulls me more deeply into the peace I can’t be dragged away from right now. “Tomorrow we’ll tell him everything.”

So. Tomorrow. Tomorrow they will tell me things. I drift further toward sleep, and I wonder. I wonder what news they could possibly have for me.

I wonder, but I don’t worry. Because whatever news Tom Evers and Colin Templegate have to share with me, I know one thing for sure.

From now on, we’ll do every hard thing together.

THE END

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