Page 17 of Habibi: Always and Forever

OUR ROAD TRIP

TYLER

W hose bright idea was it to not pack snacks?

Tyler dug his hand around until his fingertips scraped the bottom of his bag. He could have sworn he had a flattened protein bar in here somewhere. He didn’t want to be that guy–they were only an hour into the drive–but he was already hungry, thirsty, and kind of had to go to the bathroom.

Thankfully, his phone vibrated, providing a much needed distraction. He opened their group chat to see a message from his sister-in-law Stephanie: Hope the drive is going well! along with a picture of his niece, Layla, holding a crayon drawing of three stick figures standing on top of a car.

“Sweetheart?” Tyler called, interrupting Sky in the middle of his actually rather impressive rendition of the musical Cats . “Check your phone.”

Sky finished humming the remainder of “Memories” as he squirmed around in the front seat until he could pull out his phone.

“Did someone text the group?” Jackson asked as he signaled before moving into the middle lane.

“Yeah, Stephanie texted… oh my god! Look at the baby!” Sky turned around in his seat until he was kneeling on it. He leaned over the seatback to shove his phone at Tyler, like he wasn’t the one who told Sky about the text in the first place.

“I see it, love. She’s so adorable.”

“Ah, Layla?” Jackson asked, and Sky placed a hand on Jackson’s shoulder and attempted to shake him back and forth. He only succeeded in moving the sleeve of Jackson’s thin sweater.

“Face forward, please,” Jackson said, gently lifting Sky’s hand and lowering it to rest on his leg. Unperturbed, Sky squeezed Jackson’s thigh, his knuckles going white as he tried to get out his cute aggression.

“She’s just. So. Fucking. Perfect! She drew us a picture of all of us on our first ever road trip!” Sky turned back to face Tyler, steadfastly ignoring Jackson’s instructions. “I’m so excited we get to pop your cherry for this, baby! Road trips are awesome!”

That spot below Tyler’s ribs pulsed as he basked in Sky’s gorgeous smile.

He was also excited for his first ever road trip, particularly because it was with his two partners.

Sometimes it felt like there weren’t a lot of firsts to experience as the third member of a married polycule, but each time they found one, Sky insisted they do whatever it was as a group, from trying new foods to visiting new places. This road trip was checking both boxes.

“Thanks for coming up with the idea,” Tyler said, reaching forward to grab Sky’s hand before leaning across the backseat to place a hand on Jackson’s shoulder. “And thanks for driving this first bit, babe.”

Jackson glanced into the rearview mirror to make eye contact with Tyler.

His eyes crinkled at the edges before he looked back out the front window.

“Thank you for planning almost all of it, and I don’t mind driving.

I know you don’t like city driving, and Sky is way too excited about our first stop at the Amish Market. ”

Ah, that’s right. They hadn’t packed any snacks because Sky had been dead set on getting all of their road trip snacks at their first stop, a two-acre Amish market around three hours outside of the city.

The idea sounded great when they’d been making plans, but as Tyler’s stomach growled, he began to question everything.

Thankfully Sky’s hand was warm and soft in his, and his phone vibrated again on his thigh, further distracting him from his hunger.

He glanced down to see a new text from Clara, only to him. “ Have you talked to them yet? ”

Tyler huffed and typed out a quick, “it’s literally been an hour, sis, chill, ” before turning off his phone screen. Sky squeezed his hand, and Tyler looked up to see the most beautiful blue eyes on the planet staring at him in curiosity.

One of the greatest pleasures Tyler had in life was waking up each morning to sparkling aquamarine.

Just that morning, Sky woke him up with feather light kisses along his jaw, then those crystal blue eyes disappeared under the sheets as Sky pulled down his pants and made sure Tyler had a truly good morning.

As soon as he finished, Tyler pulled Sky up to sit on his face as he reached below the covers to stroke a still sleepy Jackson.

Tyler’s cock stirred in his pants, and he scooted as far forward as he could go in his seat. Sky’s curious smile widened as Tyler moved the seatbelt off his shoulder so he could lean forward.

“Hi,” Sky said when there was less than an inch separating them.

“Hi,” Tyler breathed, before closing the distance and pressing their lips together in an achingly sweet kiss.

“If you’re going to canoodle, just go sit in the back,” Jackson said, glancing past Sky to look at the mirror as he merged back into the right lane. “Here, I’ll slow down for you.”

“It’s only been an hour, I’m sure I can survive a little long–” Sky tried to say, but Tyler pulled him into another kiss.

He couldn’t help himself. The sunlight streaming in through the front window was hitting Sky’s hair just right, turning it into a blonde halo around his head. As if that wasn’t enough, he smelled like home and tasted like everything Tyler hadn’t known to dream for.

The past three years had been full to the brim with love and joy in a way he never would have thought possible for himself: the aromantic, former self-proclaimed man-whore.

He loved everything about their life, from their roomy condo to the established routine they had with work, friends, and family.

He was getting to watch Layla grow up and got to spend more time with Stephanie and Clara than ever before.

The idea he’d been noodling on for months, which Clara was almost more excited about than he was, would hopefully add to their amazing life.

He just had to find the right time to bring it up…

which was probably not while Sky unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed into the back seat so he could straddle Tyler’s lap.

“Seatbelt, my love,” Jackson said, shaking his head as he sped back up and merged into the middle lane.

“Do you think I could fit under yours with you?” Sky asked, grinding his perfect, little ass on Tyler’s growing erection.

“I really want to say yes… but we’re going pretty fast on a highway. I don’t want to risk it,” Tyler said, grabbing Sky by the hips and placing him down on the middle seat.

Sky reached above his head to grab the middle seatbelt from the ceiling.

“Fine. But you started this, mister. Now you have to finish it,” Sky said as he slid his hand up Tyler’s shirt, spreading his fingers out across Tyler’s abs.

“I’m happy to do whatever you want,” Tyler said, that spot behind his ribs pulsing a happy rhythm as Sky guided Tyler’s hand into his joggers. He was already wet, and Tyler groaned as his fingers slid easily between his thighs.

No, now was definitely not the right time to share his idea, and Clara’s news, but at least he wasn’t hungry anymore.

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JACKSON

“You know I always want you both, but if we don’t get up right now, we’re going to miss the coffee roaster tour, and that’s going to throw off the whole day, which may push into tomor–” Jackson’s voice cut off in a groan as Tyler sucked one of his nipples into his mouth, and Sky slid one of his luxuriously soft hands into Jackson’s boxers.

“What’s the point in paying for such a nice hotel room if we’re not going to take full advantage of the bed,” Sky purred, as he teased the head of Jackson’s dick.

“Aside from the fact that it’s saving all our backs,” Tyler said, running the tip of his tongue up Jackson’s neck to nip at his earlobe.

Jackson moaned and tipped his head to the side, his eyes glued to the time on the very fancy alarm clock.

He’d been the one to insist they stay in four-star hotels on their ten-day road trip, because his men deserved the absolute best. And, with three salaries and a total of five promotions under their belts, they could afford it.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t accounted for this side effect.

“Okay, if we all shower together, we probably have time for some quick–”

“Sexy time!” Sky crowed, jumping off the bed and dashing into the bathroom, his naked ass bouncing enticingly along the way.

After their first stay in a five-star hotel–with five-star linens–the night before, Sky had insisted he was sleeping naked for the entire trip. That had, predictably, prompted Tyler to strip down and climb into bed with all his sinful muscles on display, like a prize for the taking.

And Jackson had savored that prize well into the night.

That might be one reason he was dragging a bit this morning, combined with the long hours the previous two days.

Sky wasn’t the biggest fan of driving, and Tyler preferred navigating and entertaining with interesting anecdotes and stories.

He’d told a particularly hilarious tale about his first boyfriend the previous day that Jackson was surprised they’d never heard before.

Even after five years of knowing each other and three years into dating, he loved that they could still surprise one another.

Like Jackson was hoping to surprise both Tyler and Sky that week.

It was his six-year marriage anniversary with Sky, and Tyler had volunteered to plan them both a trip, but Sky had demanded–and Jackson had agreed–Tyler would join them.

There were still those little moments in their relationship that reminded Jackson they hadn’t all started out on equal footing.

He’d venture to say they were all equal now, though, which was part of his surprise.

“Are you coming?” Sky shouted from the bathroom, his voice semi-muffled by the sound of the double shower heads running.

“Oh, we’ll be coming alright,” Tyler murmured, teasing his fingers over Jackson’s nipple, before reaching lower to grab Jackson’s hand.

“You’re both going to be the death of me,” Jackson grumbled, but he allowed Tyler to lead him into the bathroom.