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Charlie gasped. Ward's penis seemed to grow larger inside him, and Charlie felt it pulsing. A second later, Skylar threw his head back and cried out, his insides clamping down around Charlie. Between the throbbing against his prostate and the tight grip on his penis, Charlie exploded.

He screamed, everything going black and dizzying as pleasure consumed him.

When he finally resurfaced, he found himself draped over his Sky, with Ward blanketing them both, running soothing hands all over his skin.

Charlie burst into tears.

“It's okay, sweet boy,” Ward murmured. “It's okay. I know. Big, loud feelings, huh?”

Charlie barely managed a nod as sobs wracked his body.

“Take your time. We're right here.”

Charlie cried himself out, releasing all the noisy emotions. Slowly but surely, the warmth of their bodies seeped back into his awareness, helping to soothe him. They held him so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe, but he wouldn't have moved for the world.

It felt too perfect.

“You okay?” Skylar quietly asked.

Charlie nodded.

“If that was too much–”

“Hhnn.” Charlie shook his head.More!he signed.

“More?” Ward asked.

Skylar chuckled. “Oh yeah?”

“What?”

“Hereallyliked it. Like, he doesn't want more right now, but he's definitely game for a repeat sometime.”

Charlie nodded emphatically.

Ward breathed a laugh and brushed a kiss on his shoulder. “Good,” he murmured. “I'm glad.”

Charlie settled into their embrace and let out a happy sigh.

He couldn't wait to experience all this again.

Chapter 43

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SKYLAR

SKYLAR COULDN'T sleep. Rather, he didn't want to sleep. He was exhausted, but he kept forcing his eyes open, watching Ward and Charlie in the dark.

Charlie had been insanely clingy after sex that evening. Having Ward inside him had strained his tolerance for sensation, yet left him desperate for comfort. And his joy at giving Skylar a real orgasm for the first time? That had damned near pushed him over the edge. It had taken almost an hour before Charlie allowed them to let go so they could get cleaned up, and then he stuck close to their sides for the rest of the night. Likewayclose. As they made dinner and took showers, even while brushing their teeth before bed, Charlie barely allowed a break in physical contact, even if it was just a finger hooked into the waistband of their pants.

And Ward had been amazing about it. Cuddling Charlie. Rubbing his back. Brushing a hand through his hair or across his cheek or down his arm. Nor had Ward let Skylar feel left out in the least. Every caress Ward gave to Charlie, he matched in some way with him.

The problem was, while Charlie soaked it all up and relaxed, the contact made Skylar feel jittery and anxious.

Because it all felttoogood.

Jeebus. Was this kind of what it was like, being Charlie? Where even the good things sometimes felt like too much? Skylar shook his head. More than ten years, he'd been craving exactly what he had now, and all he wanted to do was run away from it.

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