Page 50 of Me Three
Carter holds the tray with the oven mitts while Everett is right next to him fanning the fumes with a tea towel and laughing his head off.
Carter pouts, dumping the tray on the kitchen counter and inspecting the ribs.
“They’re fine,” he says.
“Yeah, they are,” Ev says in his husky voice, slapping Carter’s butt.
They’re so cute to watch. I’ve never seen them be so intimate with each other outside of our naked interactions, and they literally fill my heart with so much joy.
Is it weird that I want both of them? Like not just the dating bit. I want to be there with them, involved, laughing and teasing.
I’ve never thought of myself as poly before, but with these two, I can’t pick one. I don’t want to pick one.
“So are we eating charcoal today?” I ask and stand at the end of the kitchen, crossing my hands with an amused grin. “Maybe I can save a bit for drawing.”
“Oh, shut up,” Carter laughs. “It’s all fine.”
“Hm… Did you just tell me to shut up?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“He did,” Ev nods and looks at Carter.
I rub my chin, humming.
“Come here,” I tell him and beckon him closer.
He walks over to me and stands only inches from me.
“Turn to the side,” I tell him.
When he does, I grab his butt and cup it. Then pull his pajamas and briefs down to uncover his naked cheek and slap it.
“Naughty boy,” I say.
Carter hums and glances at me with an amused face.
“I’m sorry, Mx.,” he says.
“That’s okay,” I say and pinch his cheek. “Now go and put on your panties before I spank you again for wearing these monstrosities.”
“I like them,” he says to Ev. “Can we keep them?”
I look at Everett. He’s rubbing his cock through his clothes, and his erection is showing under a big lumpy crease on his sweats.
“Anything you want, sweetie,” he says.
Carter goes up to him and gives him a French kiss, then on his way to his bedroom, leans over to reciprocate with me, too.
“So… what happened between you two?” I ask Ev when Carter is out of earshot.
Ev comes to stand in front of me with the silliest grin on his face. And his hand is still groping his dick.
“It’s surreal, Tru. He’s been in love with me all this time. And we’ve both only just realized,” he says.
He’s so close to me, his body radiating so much heat, that I can’t help it when I put my hand under his sweats and grab his hard cock underneath. I’m like a moth to his flame.
“That’s great,” I exhale. “How did that happen?”
“How else?” he says and his head drops to my neck. “We were fighting.” He licks a vein, and it makes my own cock twitch inside the tight constraints of my choice of underwear for today.
