Initiative (Suncoast Society #31)(32)

Damn, they still even bantered the way they had in high school.

“Anyway, I got sneaky.”

“Sneakier,” Darryl said.

“I was playing with a woman who liked being in the middle from time to time. She’d met Darryl and told me she wouldn’t mind it if I wanted to ask him to play with us. I already knew I was bi. I strongly suspected from some observations and subtle manipulations that Darryl swung toward the subby side of things.

“I brought her home with me one Friday night when I knew Darryl didn’t have the excuse of having to be up early to bail on me. We snuggled on the couch, and she started putting the moves on him.”

“She was hot,” Darryl admitted. “Then Grant got even sneakier.”

“Yeah, I did,” Grant said, an unrepentant grin crinkling his eyes. “We were all naked, and I had him on his knees in front of her, going down on her. So I reached out, grabbed a handful of his hair, and ordered him to make her come.”

“I nearly came,” Darryl said.

Grant laughed. “Yeah, you did. So I told him if he was a good boy for me and made her come hard, I’d let him f*ck her.”

“Then he played with my balls and started slowly stroking my cock.”

“And fingered your ass.”

“And fingered my ass.”

She giggled. “Sounds like a party.”

“It was,” Grant said. “Within an hour, I had him begging me to f*ck his ass while he was f*cking her.”

“And the next morning, I woke up in the middle of the two of them and thought oh hell, what’d I just do?”

“Then I woke up and started sucking his cock,” Grant said. “And he realized he didn’t care what it was we’d done.”

“True story.” Darryl nuzzled his face against the back of her neck. “He told me I had two choices, to either lay back and enjoy it and keep an open mind, or to live the rest of my life scared of my own shadow. So I decided to enjoy it.”

“Didn’t hurt that after I got him worked to a horny frenzy, I had our friend lay on the bed, got him on top of her sixty-nine, and then I f*cked his ass again.”

“Yeah,” Darryl said with a happy sigh. “Then they kept edging me for the better part of an hour.”

Grant draped an arm over her, stroking Darryl’s arm. “Made him beg to come. But what’d I do?”

Darryl snickered. “You made me beg you to come in my ass first, Sir.”

“See?” Grant said. “Operant conditioning. And then once we all woke up, got some coffee in us, and were able to talk for a little while, Darryl finally admitted something I’d hoped I’d been right about for some time.”

“What’s that?” she asked.

“That I was really attracted to him as more than a friend,” Darryl said.

“Which was a good thing, because I was finally able to admit to him that I was bi and that I was in love with him, and had been for years. His reward for that admission was getting to lay there while she rode his cock and he got to suck my cock.”

“We are going to try some of these permutations ourselves, aren’t we?” Susie asked. “Because I got to tell you, once I get some strength back, I’m going to want to do them. All of them.”

Grant nuzzled her nose with his. “Oh, absolutely, baby. Believe me, we’re going to fill you up every which way we can.”

“So then what happened?” she asked.

“By that night,” Darryl said, “I’d spent the better part of the last twenty-four hours f*cking, getting f*cked, sucking cock, having my cock sucked, and realizing that I was in love with my best friend, and that it was okay. Once she had to go home because she had to work the next day, I had a good long, hard cry on Grant’s shoulder and we started talking.”

“And talking,” Grant added.

“And talking,” Darryl continued. “And…we ended up here.”

“How long before you became his slave?”

“That was a few months in the making,” Darryl said. “He didn’t just start spanking me that night. I wanted to try some stuff out. I had to get comfortable with the fact that not only was it okay to look at his cock, but that he wanted me sucking it, or wanted it buried in my ass. I realized I liked how it felt when I let him have control in bed, and it started expanding from there. Which the sneaky bastard knew it would.”

Grant grinned. “Tell me you hated it.”

“I loved it, and you damn well know it, Sir.”

“He sometimes got a little possessive if any of our play partners decided they wanted more than just to play,” Grant said.

Darryl sighed. “You were my Master, Sir. I didn’t care if we played with them, or you topped them, but any time one of them wanted more than just fun, she was out of there.”

She rolled over so she could look Darryl in the eye. “You won’t get jealous of me? You had him first.”

“No, baby. This is different.” Darryl stroked her cheek. “We were meant to be together, the three of us. I firmly believe it. Like he said, if we’d known then what we know now, we wouldn’t have let you get away back then. We were scared, stupid kids. Maybe it’s better this way. I can appreciate what we have, and I know I’m a lot smarter than I was. I’m not scared to love you, and I’m definitely not jealous about sharing you two with each other.”