Page 111 of The Hat Trick

I pull my mouth off of Vince, while continuing to move my hand. “Fuck, I’m so close, please let me come,please.”

“Needy Little Bunny needs permission, even when you’re so full of our cocks?” Matt groans and I feel him struggling to hold on much longer underneath me.

“Come for us, beautiful. Scream so loud your neighbors can hear,” Brent says, doubling down on his efforts both with fucking and rubbing me.

I take Vince back into my mouth while they continue to work me, and I’m building more and more, pulling my mouth off Vince at the last second before I explode. My inner walls contract around the two men still fucking me furiously while I scream out my release, and I’m sure I look like I’m having a fucking exorcism with the way my entire body shakes and convulses, screams being ripped from my throat, while I try to grab onto all of them at once.

I’m too lost in my own ecstasy to hear the groans happening around me, and I barely register the warmth that lands on my stomach from Brent’s release, or Matt continuing to fuck me from below before he finds his own release and spills inside me. I’m able to reach for Vince, and suck him back into my mouth, determined to get him to his release as well and it doesn’t take long before he’s holding my head by my hair and the salty taste of him is hitting my tongue.

I look up at him as I swallow, keeping eye contact the entire time my mouth is on him, sucking down everything he gives me before sliding my mouth off him with one last pull, and then licking my lips.

“Chandler, fuck,” he groans quietly, wiping his thumb across my bottom lip before pushing it inside my mouth. I take it greedily, sucking his skin before he pulls the digit free.

I fall back onto Matt, our sweaty bodies sticky against each other while we catch our breath. I go to roll off of him, but he holds me there for a little longer. He slides out of me slowly and I whimper at the feeling of losing him from my body. I feel his release dripping out, but neither of us move.

Brent is suddenly hovering above me again, but he has a washcloth in his hand, and when he swipes it across the skin of my stomach, cleaning up his release, I feel the warmth from the water he ran it under, and it makes me smile for some reason. Maybe it’s the care, or maybe it’s the emotions from this entire experience catching up with me.

Once Brent is done wiping me clean, Matt finally lets me slide off his body and onto my bed. I’m wrapped up in another pair of arms from behind, and I know it’s Vince before he even says anything.

“You are everything,” he says against my hair, so quietly, I’m almost not even sure if I heard him correctly.

I’m too exhausted to question it, though. I’m too strung out on the pleasure, and I embrace the feeling of being so surrounded by them, even though there’s a tiny nagging voice in the back of my head that says, “this can’t last.”

I push that doubtful voice away and sink into the moment with these three. This moment.Us.

* * *

I’m lightlyawoken and as I look around, I see it’s dark now, but I don’t think it’s that late. Vince is quietly gesturing for me to get out of bed. I do my best to detangle from Matt and not disturb either him or Brent as I slide off of the mattress.

I wince slightly once I’m standing because I’m just now realizing how sore I am from our time together and I wouldn’t want to change a thing, but I’m definitely feeling it. Vince notices and slides his shirt over my head as he whispers, “Are you okay?”

Nodding, he leads me out of my room so we don’t wake up the other two and he’s leading me toward my backyard, but he grabs a large fluffy throw blanket from the couch first. It’s freezing outside, we’ve gotten some snow this year, but not a ton which is kind of disappointing.

Vince places the blanket around his shoulders as he pulls my back against his chest and settles us into one of the chaise lounge chairs we have out here. He wraps the blanket around us both, so we are completely surrounded in warmth. With the added warmth of him at my back I sink into him more.

Neither of us say anything as we lay out on my patio, cocooned in the blanket and each other. I breathe him in subtly, just appreciating that he’s here with me. That he wanted to have me to himself for a little bit. I do enjoy being with all of them, but there’s something else when I get to be one-on-one with them too.

His hand comes around and brushes some of my hair behind my ear. I haven’t looked in a mirror and I can’t even think about what a mess I must be. I’m sure my hair is matted from the sweat and fingers in it. I could really use a shower because I know my skin is still sticky from sweat from both me and them. But it’s obvious Vince doesn’t care. Not with the way he’s holding me like he never wants to let go.

“Are you sure you’re okay, baby?” he asks, breaking the comfortable silence we’ve found ourselves in.

I nestle in closer to him, pulling the blanket, and his arms tighter around me. “Yeah, are you?”

A light chuckle leaves him. “Of course.”

Silence falls over us again and I find myself being lulled back to sleep until he speaks again and my eyes open, “Chandler?”

“Mhmm?” I mumble.

“I—l—” he pauses and my body stiffens. “I really like you.”

I relax slightly, even though there’s a feeling I have that was not what he was about to say. I give him a sleepy response, “I really like you too.”

“I just,” he sighs. “I don’t want to speak for the other guys or anything so I’m just going to speak for me, but this hasn’t felt casual, and I don’t really want it to.”

I furrow my eyebrows and turn around to face him, remaining wrapped in the blanket but I need to see his face right now. “What are you saying?” I question.

“I’m saying I want to know you’re mine, ours, for real and that this means more to you too.”

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