Nicole Edwards - Travis

He felt like he was high, his body not his own. He had been so overcome with anger and pain when Kylie left them that he had a hard time coping. He had just settled in to go back to the life he had been happy to shed and here he was again, the euphoric feeling returning in full force.

Gage was the first to pull back. “This couch isn’t big enough for the three of us.”

No. No, it certainly was not. Although, if they… Ok, no. It wasn’t the right place for them right now.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Travis pushed to his feet and held his hand out to Kylie. Before she could take it, Gage swept her up into his arms and headed toward the stairs.

Travis didn’t stay still for long. They were almost to the second floor when Gage stopped suddenly, and Travis had to grab the railing to keep from slamming into him. “What the hell is the matter?”

“We haven’t finished talking,” Gage said seriously, and Travis damn near rolled himself right down the stairs to ease his misery.

“What else could we possibly have to talk about?”

“Condoms,” Gage said.

“Condoms?” Kylie and Travis asked at the exact same time.

To Travis’ relief, Gage continued up the stairs but at a much slower pace. He stopped at the top, which left Travis still a couple of steps beneath him. “Yes, condoms. We need to talk about us using them.”

“We always use condoms,” Travis reminded him. Had Gage fallen on his head lately?

“Yes, we do. What if we didn’t?”

Ok, now Travis feared he actually would fall down the stairs, so he pushed past Gage and Kylie and stood on level ground.

“I’m on the pill,” Kylie said, squirming in Gage’s arms like she wanted him to put her down. “And besides the two of you, I’ve only ever had sex with two other people and we always used condoms, but I was still tested after both of them.”

“I’ve never had unprotected sex,” Travis said as Gage put Kylie on her feet. As he waited for them to keep talking, he did his best to herd them toward the bedroom. “I’ve been tested routinely, including when I joined Club Destiny, but I’ll be glad to do it again and get you both a copy of the results.”

Just as long as you’ll move your asses into the bedroom.

“Same here,” Gage added, his smile growing as he stared back at Travis. “Going somewhere?”

“Yes. To the damn bedroom. You know, the place with the bed. And the condoms we don’t want to use.”

“I know the place well.”

“Good, then lead the way.”

“Impatient much?”

“Ask me that question after I’ve got my dick buried in your ass,” Travis growled as he pressed Gage against the wall.

That worked.

Gage grabbed a fistful of Travis’ shirt and yanked him forward, their bodies slamming together. The kiss that ensued knocked the breath from his chest and Travis clung to Gage, desperate to feel his bare skin. He pulled his shirt free of his jeans and tore it over his head as Gage did the same. They were still in the hall, Kylie staring up at them both, her mouth hanging open as she fought for breath.

God it was fucking hot that she got off on watching them.

Without releasing one another, they managed to stumble into the bedroom and onto the bed. Travis was about to demand that Kylie take her clothes off, but she was one step ahead of them. Gage was the next one naked, and by the time Travis was stepping out of his jeans, Gage was crushing Kylie into the mattress, his mouth on hers.

Her sweet moans filled the air, and Travis knew there wasn’t going to be much foreplay. Then again, maybe they could consider the lovey dovey shit they’d done downstairs foreplay. Shit, it had damn sure turned him on.

Before climbing on the bed with them, Travis reached for the lube and the condoms but stopped and glanced over at the bed. “Condoms or no condoms?”

A unanimous “No condoms,” came from the bed and Travis dropped the box, but took the lube.

He was anxious to be inside of Gage, having spent the last few days sleeping in the same bed, but never making love to him. Travis had needed to sleep, never wanting to get out of bed or open his eyes because at least in his dreams his world hadn’t been crumbling around him.

Now that the sun was shining in his chest again, he was ready to make up for lost time.

“Holy shit,” Gage said on a breath. He was blanketing Kylie completely, his cock sliding in between her legs. “Baby, fuck. You’re so damn hot.”

Travis lubed up his cock, stroking slowly as he watched Gage begin to thrust gently. Long, deep strokes. Travis slid two slippery fingers inside Gage’s ass when he was buried deep inside of Kylie, and Gage’s answering groan urged him on.

Every time Gage retreated from Kylie’s pussy, Travis slid his fingers in deep, twisting them in that perfect angle, pressing insistently against Gage’s prostate until the man was begging for more. He continued to massage Gage’s prostate as he fucked Kylie until she clamped her legs around Gage’s hips, holding him close to her body.

When she began saying their names over and over, Travis relented. As slow as he could manage, Travis slid his cock deep in Gage’s ass, the heat of his body magnified without latex, and he held his breath, unable to go farther for fear he would come before he was ready.

With sweat beading on his brow, Travis breathed deep, got himself under control and started to rock his hips, finding a rhythm that worked as Gage continued to push into Kylie harder.

Oh, yeah. He could get used to this.

“Fuck.” Dropping over Gage, Travis pressed his chest against his hard muscled back and pressed his lips to his shoulder. “As much as I want to be easy, I need to fuck you,” he whispered in Gage’s ear as he met Kylie’s glazed stare. She was hovering on the edge as it was.

“God, yes. Fuck me, Travis. Fuck me hard.”

Travis kissed Gage’s back once more and then pushed up onto his knees, gripping his narrow hips and driving his cock in deep, retreating slowly. Over and over he fucked him hard and slow, reveling in the feel of Gage’s heat as he gripped him tighter.

“Faster.” This time Kylie was the one to change the tempo and Gage began pumping his hips, which forced Travis to find another rhythm.

The sound of their heavy breathing was the only sound until Kylie cried out. “I’m gonna come, Gage. Oh, God. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“Never, baby. Come for me, Kylie.”

Travis let their words wrap around him, clenching his teeth together as he fought the urge to come. He wanted to wait. Needed Kylie to get there first.

“Fuck, yes!” Kylie’s garbled curse had the same effect as a stun gun. She didn’t usually curse like that and Travis had been so lost in her passion, he nearly came when she did.

Travis continued to thrust, resuming his original pace as Gage slowed his. As soon as Gage stopped moving his hips, Travis dug his fingertips into his hips, shifted him slightly and pounded into him. Harder, faster. Over and over until their moans were so mingled, Travis didn’t know whose was whose.

“Fuck,” Travis bit out. “So. Fucking. Tight.” He punctuated each word with a punishing thrust. “You ready to come for me, Gage?”

Gage began to rock forward, letting Travis’ momentum drive him into Kylie. “Fuck yes. Make me come. Fuck. It feels so damn good.”

Travis couldn’t hold back, he slammed into Gage over and over, his thigh muscles straining from the movement, but he didn’t stop.

“Fuuuuucccck!” Gage groaned the word as his muscles clamped down on Travis’ cock until he too was coming with a strangled curse.

It didn’t take long before Travis dropped to the bed and rolled to his back, his chest heaving from exertion as Gage fell to Kylie’s side.

“We’re… doing that… again,” Travis said between breaths. Turning his head to the side, Travis waited until they both looked at him. “How many times do you think we can do that?”

“Are you talking about in one night?” Gage asked with a laugh.

Travis smiled. “No, I’m thinking more like forever.”

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End of June…

Curtis wasn’t sure he’d even stopped smiling since he got off the phone with Travis several hours ago. The boy had asked if he could stop by, said he wanted to talk. Of course, Curtis gave him a rash of shit, telling him he’d never had to call and ask before. Travis had merely told him this wasn’t like any of those other times. Then when Travis asked to talk to Lorrie, he’d known today was finally going to be the day.

Lorrie had spent the better part of the afternoon in the kitchen, cooking a meal large enough to feed an army. He hadn’t even had it in him to tease her because he didn’t want to distract from the sparkle in her eyes.

Yes, it was safe to say they’d been waiting for this day for a long time. Living in a small town had its benefits, and one of them was that Curtis could keep an eye on his kids without even having to try. When the boys were young, they hated that their parents knew everything they did before they even did it. Now that they were older, well, they still didn’t like it all that much. But they had gotten used to it. As for Travis, well, he’d mentioned on the phone that he had wanted to talk to him first, so Curtis was going to pretend he didn’t know what was going on.

It meant more that his oldest boy was willing to come directly to him anyway.

There was a light knock on the back screen door and then Travis stepped inside, holding it open for the two people with him. The beautiful young woman who had yet to be introduced to Travis’ mother looked both excited and scared at the same time. And Gage, who was pulling up the rear, looked like he didn’t have a care in the world.