Page 63 of Learning to Run

“I agree.” Giving Gareth a kiss, nibbling on his lips andmaking love to his mouth, I felt Cashel relax into me and I knew he’d finallyfigured out his thoughts on Gareth’s reward.

When I finally pulled away, I kissed along Gareth’s jaw andpulled Cashel in closer so my boys could kiss. As they both moaned, I leanedback and just watched them nibble and explore until they were breathless andgrinding against me.

Beautiful.

Finally pulling apart because air is important, I couldn’thelp smiling as they rested their heads on my chest. “I love watching you two.”

As predicted, Gareth giggled and Cashel sighed.

“That’s the best thing about having two other partners, Ialways get to watch you two together.” Gareth went back to wiggling against me,just having needed a few breaths to get his excitement going again. “I likethat almost as much as I’m going to like you making penetrative love to me,Sir.”

It seemed like he’d decided that subtle wasn’t getting himwhere he wanted to be fast enough.

“Should we test that theory?” I had to chuckle when his headstarted bobbing before his brain could’ve processed the question. “It mighttake numerous rounds of thorough data collecting to figure it out, though. Areyou okay with being the focus of our research?”

Nearly moaning, Gareth nodded and looked a bit like hisbrain had completely stopped working. “Yes… I… Yes, I volunteer as tribute.”

Cashel couldn’t help laughing and that seemed to jump-startGareth’s brain because he blinked and looked over at Cashel. “I don’t want tobe selfish, though. If you want to be fucked into the mattress too, I canshare.”

And now it was Cashel’s turn to explain what was going on inhis wonderfully complicated brain. “I… Um, I think I’d rather be doingthe…well, doing the fucking, not being fucked. Is that okay?”

Gareth cocked his head, blinking for a few seconds. “Sure,it’s probably a light switch thing, but like Bates said, not everyone likesdoing that, so you don’t have to. That’s the joy of two boyfriends. If you wantto watch that’s fine, or oh, you could suck my dick while Bates does thefucking.”

Cashel seemed to have imagined the conversation being a lotbigger than it’d turned out to be because he swallowed and it took a second forhim to respond. “Okay, I might do one of those sometimes, but for now, I kindof wanted us both to make love to you.”

“Alternating or at the same time?” Gareth looked down at mybulge and then over toward Cashel’s groin. “I’m not sure you’d both fit at thesame time without some stretching? It’s a thing. I know that. I’m just not sureabout the mechanics.”

From the way he was studying us and the focused look on hisface, I decided not to ask what he was picturing and stuck to the easier end ofthe conversational spectrum. “I think that’s something that we should work ourway up to if you’re curious about it.”

“Probably a good idea.” Gareth kept up his inquisitivestare, though. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anything of that size go throughthat way before.”

Cashel’s eyes went so wide they looked like they were goingto fall out.

I wasn’t sure what Gareth was imagining or talking about,and neither was Cashel, but thankfully Gareth didn’t elaborate as he finallystopped staring at our pants. “Okay, we’ll talk about that another time, sowe’re going to what…alternate?”

We had the best conversations.

I looked over at Cashel to see if he was still panicking orif he actually had something to contribute. Surprisingly, he’d stoppedworrying…probably because he’d just realized that the conversation could getweirder. “I was thinking alternating but kind of like we did with the oralstuff. Back and forth until you come.”

It seemed that all it took for him to talk about sex withoutworrying was for Gareth to ask about something that was a lot more interesting.

I was going to have to remember that.

“That sounds like a great idea.” Gareth leaned over and gaveCashel a quick peck. “Thank you for thinking of a good way to pound me into themattress.”

Aww.

They were adorably insane.

“You’re welcome.” Cashel couldn’t seem to decide what elseto say and went with an old standard, but Gareth didn’t seem to mind.

His brain had already jumped to a whole new topic. “Doesthat mean we’re good with no condoms or are we going to be the most careful wecan be? Oh, or does someone have hygiene issues and want us to use them? I sawthat online.”

His search history had to be fascinating lately.

“I’m good with no condom.” Kissing Gareth’s cheek as hegrinned, I shrugged. “I like the idea of marking you and getting you dirty.”

“Aw, thank you.” He gave me a quick peck before settlingback on my chest to look at Cashel, clearly wondering about his preference.

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