Uniting the Souls (Souls of Chicago #6)(50)

Matt groaned as I filled him once more and Isaac’s hands ran up and down his back, never stopping their kisses. I lay over Matt’s back and stretched my neck, wanting to join them. Isaac lifted his head and we were able to share a passionate yet all too short kiss.

Satisfied, I lifted back up onto my knees and began to rock my hips into Matt. I was mesmerized by the sight of my cock being swallowed up by Matt’s perfectly round ass. The reality of seeing it was even better than Isaac had described and I thrust forward, needing to be deep inside him.

“Give it to me, Hudson. Don’t hold back,” Matt cried out as I plunged into his depths.

Matt’s words were the green light I’d been waiting for and I shoved my cock in deep. I was relentless in my movements, but Matt’s excited moans told me that he was loving every single second of it. Each thrust of my hips caused a ripple effect through the three of us as my cock was propelled into Matt’s tight hole which drove him deeper into Isaac.

We moved as one fluid entity, striving to reach the same goal. Sweat dripped off my forehead and landed between Matt’s shoulder blades and I bent down to lick it, the combination of our flavors bursting on my tongue.

My balls drew up tight and I felt the familiar burning at the base of my spine that told me my orgasm was imminent, but I never halted my movements. I knew I was about to have the best orgasm of my life and I wanted both of them to go over the edge with me.

Matt’s breathing faltered and Isaac’s moans got louder and then I heard Isaac scream our names. Seconds later, Matt’s ass clamped down on my cock as his own orgasm crashed over him. Two more thrusts and my body went rigid as the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had barreled over me, stealing my breath from my lungs and making me wonder if I’d survive.

We collapsed onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs, wrapping ourselves around one another and gasping for air. Matt’s bedroom reeked of sex and sweat and man and I gulped down lungful after lungful of the heady aroma, wondering if there was any better smell on the planet.

Eventually we got up and took a shower together which wasn’t easy since Matt’s shower was much smaller than mine, but we didn’t care as we just moved in even closer. Afterward, we worked together to change the sheets and then fell into an exhausted sleep. It was the most intense night I’d ever had and I was going to fight like hell to make sure there were more just like it, even if I had to fight the two men in bed with me to make it happen.





“Those were the best blueberry pancakes I’ve ever had. Thanks for saving me some, Gladys. You always take such great care of me,” I said, kissing her on the cheek. She blushed, but I could tell my words had pleased her.

“You deserve to feel special, Isaac. You’re a good boy, always have been.” Gladys probably said that to all the kids that came through the center, but she’d always made me feel special regardless and I loved her for it. She gazed at me tenderly for just a moment, but someone walked in the kitchen just then and she turned away.

I left the kitchen and walked towards my office, Gladys’s words still ringing in my ears. She thought I was a good person and had told me that over and over since I’d first arrived at the center broken and lost, just a shell of my former self. I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d still feel the same way if she learned the truth about why I had needed Agape House to begin with.

I didn’t like to think about that time in my life because I still felt so much anger and guilt and pain over what had happened. It was easier to just push it aside and focus on all the good things that had happened in my life since then.

Maybe it was because Matt had opened up about his past and I saw the toll that carrying around those secrets for years had taken on him. Maybe it was the way he seemed happier since then, almost as if by telling us he had been set free of his burdens. Whatever the reason, my past had been playing on my mind a lot lately and I was finding it more and more difficult to lock it away.

There were a few times, especially when the three of us were curled around each other after a long night of sex, when I’d wondered if I’d feel better like Matt had, if I just told them everything. But I stopped myself every time, afraid that I’d see shame or disappointment in their eyes.

Gladys said I deserved to feel special. Given what had happened, I would have to disagree. Regardless of whether I felt I deserved it or not, Matt and Hudson made me feel special every time I was with them. I walked into my office and sat down at my desk, smiling as I thought about the two men in my life.

It had been over a month since Matt had told us about Sean and the three of us had become inseparable. We had dinner together almost every night, usually at either Hudson’s or Matt’s place since mine was too small for entertaining. After dinner, we’d usually curl up on the couch and talk or watch a movie. We had yet to finish a movie however because somehow, we always seemed to get distracted and ended up having sex before it was over. Not that I was complaining at all.

Afterward, we’d take a shower and climb into bed, legs and arms all intertwined with each other. I’d gotten so used to the sounds of their breathing, their heartbeats against my ear that I found it very difficult to fall asleep on the rare occasions I was alone at home.

It was more than just sex between us though. We had a lot of fun together and genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. We had many things in common, but we also had several things that we brought to the relationship that were new to each other. I shared with them some of my favorite gay romance books which neither of them had read and Matt took us to a Chicago Bulls game since basketball was his favorite sport.