Page 64 of Falling for Them

“Ethan,” I whimpered, my voice barely recognizable. I was losing my fucking mind, overwhelmed by the sensations of his hand stroking our cocks together and his finger teasing my ass.

“Shh. I’ve got you. Just feel.”

I took a deep breath, trying to relax and to trust him. He slowly, so fucking slowly, pushed his finger into my asshole. It burned, an intrusion that made me gasp and clutch at his shoulders.

He gave me time to adjust, his other hand still sliding along our cocks. “That’s it, breathe. You feel so fucking tight. I can’t wait to bury my cock right… fucking… here.”

I hadn’t given much thought tothatand wasn’t sure that would ever happen. Fucking someone else’s ass? Sign me up. Someone else fucking mine? No, thanks.

But then, his finger hit something inside me, and I saw stars. A wave of intense pleasure crashed over me.

“Ethan! Oh, fuck, yes. Right there. Holy fuck.” I wasn’t even entirely sure what was coming from my lips. All I knew was that I needed more of whatever he was doing.

He stroked the spot inside me again and again, and I was gone. My orgasm hit me like a speeding yacht, tearing through my body with a force that left me shaking and gasping for breath. I came violently, my cock pulsing in Ethan’s hand, my cum mixing with the pool water.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” He stroked our cocks harder and faster, chasing his own orgasm. “Fuck!” Ethan’s body tensed as he groaned.

As the haze of lust slowly lifted, I became aware of what we’d just done. Holy shit. I’d let him get me off and finger fuck my ass. All I felt was boneless and utterly satisfied.

Ethan slowly pulled his finger out of me, and I winced slightly. He kissed along my neck and up to my jaw before kissing my lips. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I managed to say, still trying to catch my breath. “That was... fucking intense.”

He chuckled. “I guess we got a little carried away with a simple kiss… and now we’re swimming in our own cum.”

I pulled back to look at him, a smile spreading across my face. “Our little guys love swimming.”

He laughed, and I loved seeing it. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

“We should probably get out.” I needed a minute alone with my thoughts.

We climbed out of the pool, both of us shaky on our feet.

“So, uh... shower?” I offered, gesturing toward the outdoor shower stall.

Ethan nodded, a small smirk playing on his lips. “Separately, or are you looking for round two already?”

My body was screaming yes, yes, yes, but my mind was starting to spiral with what all of this meant. I hadn’t mentally prepared myself for anything to actually happen between me and Ethan. “You can go first.”

After Ethan was done, I stepped into the shower, my mind wandering.

The first time I’d been with a man, I’d been drunk, much like I had been at the Christmas party. I’d been in bed with a woman… until I wasn’t, and her husband joined us. But this wasn’t like that. There was no trickery or ulterior motives.

Both Libby and Ethan made me want to show up for them and be a better man. Seeing the way Ethan loved Libby and vice versa was something I wanted so badly it hurt.

I smiled at the thought of them both, a warmth spreading through my chest. Was this what it felt like to fall for two people at once?

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, and suddenly, I felt vulnerable in a way I never had before. What if this didn’t work out? What if, in the end, I was the one left alone and brokenhearted?

Ethan and Libby already had such a deep connection with years of close friendship and understanding between them. They knew each other’s quirks, fears, and desires in a way that I was only beginning to scratch the surface of. How could I fit into that when I was so far behind?

Was I just an intruder in their relationship? A temporary distraction that would eventually be cast aside when they realized they were better off without me?

The thought made my chest tighten painfully. There was a reason I’d never been in a long-term relationship before. Keeping things casual kept me in control and I could walk away unscathed. But this? This felt like it could break me if it went wrong.

As I went inside to get changed, I tried to shake off the doubts that had crept in. When I made my way back up to the flybridge, Ethan was already there, lounging on the couch as his thumbs flew across his phone screen.

He looked up as I approached, a small smile playing on his lips. “Everything okay?”

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