Page 8 of Higher Notes (Chaotic Abyss #2)

Chapter Eight

Sikes

Jesus Fucking Christ, how was I expected to last? Jason stripped out of his trunks as soon as the door shut behind us and paraded that naked ass across the room.

The smirk on his face as he glanced back over his shoulder and said, “Leave the lights on. I don’t want to miss a thing,” gave us a glimpse into what the evening held.

Snipe groaned beside me and gripped the base of his cock. Likely doing his best not to come after Jason’s brazen announcement and striptease. Me? I planned to be buried deep inside that hot ass when both Jason and I came. Snipe was already on the brink, so I’d let him relieve the pressure first.

You know, chivalry and all that.

I wasn’t being selfish at all.

Not me.

For days I’d imagined the feel of Jason’s ass contracting around my dick as he came. Fuck, I was no better off than Snipe right now. Maybe I should’ve gone first and taken one for the team.

Snipe and I ran into the bathroom and took care of business. When we came out it was to a sight I’d reflect on as far more than I’d admit as of late.

“Fucking hell.” There was Jason, ass up and face down, fingering his hole.

“Are you trying to kill us?” Snipe growled. I, on the other hand, lost the ability to process thoughts. And words. And…damn near anything that didn’t involve pounding that ass.

Snipe grabbed the lube off the bed and smacked Jason’s ass. “We’ve got it from here.”

“What took you so long? What’s the word for hangry but sexually related?”

Snipe and I shrugged. “No clue.”

But damnit if my attention wasn’t one hundred percent back on Jason when Snipe’s finger slid inside him. “Fuck, that’s hot.” No way was I missing out on this. I lubed up a couple of digits and slid one in beside Snipe’s.

“Can’t. Take. Much. More.” Sweat ran down Jason’s spine. His cock was an angry shade of red and dripped onto the bed. I gripped the base and held tight as Snipe slid inside him.

“Jesus. Fuck.” Snipe’s eyes slowly closed, and his nostrils flared as he drew in several deep breaths.

“Good?” I was like a kid on Christmas morning waiting to play with my favorite new toy.

“Better than good. Hot. Tight. I won’t last.”

“I’m banking on it. I want my turn before he comes. Here,” I swiped a finger over Jason’s tip and held it up to Snipe. “Lick.”

Snipe’s pupils dilated as he licked it then his mouth lurched at mine and his tongue dove inside. The hunger in his eyes was insane and the intensity of the kiss blew me away.

“As much as I love watching the two of you, could someone please fuck me?”

“Wow, bossy bottom.” I winked at Snipe and slapped that sassy ass. “Ride him hard, babe.”

Who knew that our sweet singer had such a naughty side? No complaints from us, this was a bonus for sure but dayum, that just elevated our sex lives to infinity.

“Fuck!” Sikes bellowed. His fingers dug hard into Jason’s hips. He’d wear our marks for a few days. “That’s!” He thrust so hard the bed shook. “It!” Sikes panted as he stilled and came inside Jason.

“Better catch your breath, old man,” I teased Snipe. “You’re gonna suck him off while I get my turn.”

“Old man, my ass.”

“Hey, I’m still here.”

“Awe, is our wittle bottom feeling wonely?” I seated myself inside him in a single thrust, and he gasped. “That’ll shut ya up.” I’d never fucked anyone with someone else’s come before. Definitely appreciated the added lubricant. Plus knowing it was Snipe’s elevated the whole scene.

“Payback. Is. A. Bitch!” Jason screamed the last word as Snipe’s mouth slid over his cock. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

What a sight this was. Jason ass up while I pounded him, Snipe half on, half off the bed with this head underneath Jason. You couldn’t make this shit up. If I wasn’t so fucking ready to explode I’d laugh my ass off and ask where the cameraman was hiding.

Those sexy fucking grunts and moans coming from Jason at the same time his muscles flexed and tightened around my cock sent me over the edge with him. With a final deep thrust, I swear to fuck I howled and came harder than I ever had.

Sikes slid out from under him just as I collapsed on top of Jason and down we went.

“Man down! Man down!” Jason half-ass protested.

“Shit, sorry.” I slid out and plopped down beside him, totally out of breath.

“Ugh,” Jason moaned into the comforter. “Shit’s sliding down my legs.”

“I gotcha.” Thankfully one of us had an operating brain. Sikes cleaned Jason up and helped him into a more comfortable position up on the bed. I’d get there…eventually.

“You alive, old man?” Sikes threw my words back at me and I flipped him off. “You love me, and you know it.”

“I do.” That went without saying but Sikes and I always, always, always made sure we told each other at least once a day. We didn’t grow up with a lot of love, but we had a lot to give, and it was important we never forgot how we made each other feel. Those three simple words went a long way.

Snipe grabbed each of us a bottle of water from the mini fridge. We made sure Jason drank his before he passed out. That was one hell of a performance he put on and one that was just for us.

“Hey,” I pressed my lips to Jason’s forehead. He grinned but his eyes remained closed. “We weren’t too rough on you, were we?”

“What? No, not at all. Can I just say how fucking hot it was that you guys went all caveman on me?” Sikes snorted. “Plus, you fucked me with his come. Beyond anything I’d ever imagined. It’s like a dual baptism.”

“I’ll never be able to look at a church the same again.” At least not with a straight face. “I love you both. Now, let’s get some shut eye.” I turned off the bedside lamp and shot out a silent prayer that Snipe and I would be able to sleep the whole night through. My mind and body were both tired enough I hoped they’d not war with one another.

“Sikes,” I answered the phone the familiar way, my eyes barely opened.

“You ready to switch?”

“Deuce, how’s Vegas?” Jason and Snipe stirred behind me.

“Not too bad. I’ll take the bright lights over the rain any day. Didn’t find a place yet but David and Jordan offered me a room while I shop around. You guys find a place?”

“More or less. In a hotel now but we’re buying a house with Jason.”

“Wow, that was fast.”

I chuckled. “Maybe, but it works for us. You headed back?”

“Yeah, at the airport now. I’ll take whatever my truck can hold and send the rest to storage for the time being. Glad it worked out for you guys and thanks for the vacation.”

“Us, too. Let us know if you need some extra hands for packing.”

“I’ll take you up on that for sure. All right, plane’s boarding. I’ll let you know when I’m home.”

“Safe travels.”

Jason dropped his head on my chest. “Food. I need food.”

“So hungry Jason is just as vocal as horny Jason?” Snipe was spot on with that one.

“Funny thing is I only seem to be this way around you two.” Jason bounced to the bottom of the bed and hopped off. “Dibs on the shower.”

The little shit knew it only held one body at a time. The architects cut shower space for a larger tub. Normally, that was my go-to in a hotel room but that was before we had three bodies to fit into it.

“Hey, do we have time to make changes on our bathroom at the new house?” My one request and I completely forgot to ask when we met with the contractor.

“We did the walk-in shower that holds three and the oversized tub. Looking for a supersized toilet now, too?”

“Your ass is the next one going to pound town, Snipe.”

“Pound town? What are you, twenty?”

Was this what I had to look forward to? Not one but two smartass life partners?

I must’ve been a real shit in another life, but I tell ya, they’d keep me on my toes and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

It’s funny how quickly we adapted to three grown men getting ready in one bathroom. Jason was the only one of us with any sort of hair or skin regime. Snipe and I hadn’t let ours grow out too much past a military cut, and kept the sides shaved. Most we ever did was shave our faces, though I’d toyed with the idea of a beard.

“What do you think?” I turned my head from side to side and brushed my fingers over the scruff. “Could I rock a beard?”

Jason smirked. “You could rock a tunic. You’d appear twice as formidable with a beard, but we’d know you’re a giant pussy cat behind the fur.”

“I’ve got your pussy cat.” I mussed the hair he’d worked so hard on.

“Dude!” His protest was wasted on me.

“Now he’s got to start all over again. Has to look his best for that old ass waitress at the restaurant.”

“Snipe’s a witty fucker today.” Adding Jason to our lives was like taking twenty years off them. We had more energy and drive, and the days were worth getting up for. Maybe that was due to getting laid, but I knew better. Jason was the bright light in what was once a dark life.

Day in and day out Snipe and I had the same boring routine. Wake up, work out, go to work, go home then do it all over again the next day. Somewhere along the way we lost our zest for life. Sure, sleepless nights battling demons didn’t help and we accepted that fate. But how had we already given up?

Young and invigorated.

That’s how Jason made me feel and likely Snipe, too. Whatever hand fate had in this rebirth, second chance at life, however you wished to label it, I would forever be in their debt.

If I felt this way after only a few weeks imagine how amazing the rest of our lives would be.

Fuck, I was such a sap…

Jason rode in the backseat texting away on the trip to the restaurant. “Hey, guys, Easton just called a meeting with Chaotic. It’s at their house with River. Must be something about social media.”

“Do we have time for breakfast?” We’d all reached the hangry point now.

“Yeah, I told him we were stopping to eat, and he said come on out and they’d feed us.”

I clearly saw how dating a rockstar, whether up and coming or not, would be a challenge for anyone not involved in the field. Thankfully Snipe and I were acclimated to the constant changes and fast-paced lifestyle. We had to be able to go with the flow and expect things to flip on a dime.

“Everything good with Mom and the kids?” Sikes asked as we merged onto I-5. Never was a quick or seamless journey when crossing through Seattle. Might as well entertain ourselves as we waded through the wall of traffic.

“Yeah. Mom’s nervous about quitting her second job but I assured her we had everything covered. I think that’s what makes her most anxious. It’s always been the two of us scraping by. She finds it hard to believe that two men we hardly know are willing to help.” Jason sounded a bit unsure of that himself. “I guess I question it, too. We’ve gone from dating to moving in together faster than a Lamborghini, yet it feels like we’ve been a constant forever.”

“Probably because we’ve been working together for a while now. Familiarity adds mental time.” Snipe had a point I hadn’t considered.

“True. Maybe later we can stop by when she’s home and try to talk her down. I really want her out of that overworked and underpaid job.”

“We can do that.” Whatever Dana, Jason, and the kids required from us in order to see we were the real deal we’d absolutely do.

“We’re in it for the long-haul, Jase. Sikes and I don’t play games. We mean what we say, and we say what we mean.”

Who knew our happy go lucky little horn dog would need constant reassurance?

“Jason, we love you and we want to build a life with you. None of this is a burden to us. If anything, you’ve brightened our world and gave us the family we never thought we’d have.”

“What Sikes said,” Snipe added.

“I love you guys, too, this is just all so surreal, ya know?”

“Yeah, we do. But think of it this way, we have the best of both worlds with half the commitment.” Jason and Sikes laughed. “Kids but not actually our kids so when we need a break we take one.”

“You get mad props for that one, Sikes. Thank you both for seeing me when I hadn’t really seen myself.”

When the caretaker needed caretaking. That was one of many areas Snipe and I would excel at. Anything to keep that beautiful smile on Jason’s handsome face.