Taylor
I watched as Carrick’s eyes widened; apparently he hadn’t expected to be chosen first. Honestly, I was glad Zac had picked him; I knew how much he missed him, and giving him this, seeing how happy it made him, made it worth it.
“That cool with you?” Zac asked. I loved the fact that he wanted to clear it with me first; it really showed how much he cared, that he wanted to reassure me. Truth be told, I was feeling a little uneasy about the whole thing; I’d heard that threesomes could get messy, especially in situations like this. Zac still loved Carrick, even if he didn’t want to fully admit it. I knew this meant a lot to him, getting to be with him again; I just hoped I wasn’t setting us up for disaster once the sex was over. Zac loved me, he was with me, but Carrick had left him, not the other way around. What if Carrick changed his mind? But no. Zac and I… that wasn’t going to happen.
I swallowed, nodding; romantic notions aside, I couldn’t deny that a part of me was more than a little excited to watch my lover be fucked by our attractive mutual friend. I’d been attracted to Carrick since before he met Zac, and he hadn’t gotten any less good-looking in the years I’d known him. Between that, the pleasure on Zac’s face, and the slight taboo of the whole thing, I felt almost as excited as I was sure Zac did. I sat back on the couch, making myself comfortable for the show ahead.
“On your knees,” Carrick snarled at Zac. “Now,” he growled, when my brother hesitated. The authoritative tone in his voice was one I’d never heard, and it was enough to make me shiver. Zac’s eyes went wide, but he eagerly complied, and Carrick just chuckled. I was practically shaking with anticipation as I reached down to stroke myself; Zac glanced at me, grinning.
“I knew you liked to watch.”
“Hmm, this feels familiar,” Carrick mused as he moved into position behind Zac, running his hands over the bare skin. I felt myself blush, trying not to imagine how many times they’d been like that, probably in that exact spot, and at least half a dozen other places around the house. Zac whimpered as Carrick pressed his tip against him.
“Don’t tease me.”
“Miss me, babe?” Carrick whispered; his tone was lusty, but there was a note of sincerity to it.
“Missed your cock.” Zac smirked, and was rewarded with a light spank, making him gasp. I swallowed hard; the connection between them, the way they moved and talked spoke volumes about their history, and it made me slightly uneasy; the words were sexual, but there was a deeper layer to them, one that whispered of feelings that still existed between them. But I tried to ignore the voice, focusing on how sensual their bond was, the way they knew each other’s bodies so intimately.
“Not what I asked.” Carrick pressed against Zac harder, drawing a moan from him.
“Yes… missed you…”
“It’s okay babe… you can tell me.” Carrick looked at me then, and I realized he was seeking
approval and permission to go down this road. I nodded slowly; there was no point in denying what either of them felt, even if it made me a little nervous.
“It’s… it’s okay Zac,” I said quietly. Zac glanced back at me, just as Carrick slid into him a bit further.
“I missed you too, ya know,” Carrick admitted. I bit my lip; the emotional bond between them was obvious, and Carrick had no qualms about putting it on display.
“God… just fuck me already,” Zac whined, and Carrick laughed.
“Always so impatient… He this bad with you, too?” Carrick asked me.
“Sometimes he’s worse,” I replied with a smirk. Zac laughed, but cried out when Carrick pushed into him fully.
“Just as good as I remember, right babe?” Carrick whispered in Zac’s ear. He nodded, shivering and I could only sit back and blush as I watched them share a moment while Zac adjusted. I almost felt like I was intruding on their privacy, a voyeur watching a pair of lovers sharing each other completely. Zac smiled at me and I returned it uneasily; the emotions I was feeling were so complicated, and the haze of lust was making things even more confusing. I tried to just go with it, stroking myself as Carrick began to thrust into Zac slowly.
“God, you feel good,” Carrick sighed.
“Mm, so do you.”
“As good as you remember?”
Zac nodded, beginning to shake. Carrick picked up the pace, this time making Zac growl. He laughed in response, then growled in Zac’s ear.
“That’s it, babe.” Carrick’s words were directed at Zac, but his eyes were trained on mine. “I always loved it when you growled for me.”
I shivered; I wasn’t sure if Carrick was trying to turn me on or rub it in that he’d been with Zac. My guess was a bit of both, but I didn’t think he was trying to be mean. Competitive, maybe, but not malicious. But all the same, his words stung a bit, as if I had somehow torn them apart. Zac let out another moan, biting his lip and looking at me.
“You okay, baby?” he asked, and I smiled.
“Better than okay.” It was only half a lie; on the one hand, this was easily the most erotic experience I’d ever had. If it wasn’t for those pesky feelings…
“Like watching, huh?” Carrick smirked, and I just nodded in response, words failing me.
“I think he does,” Zac answered for me, smirking.
“Especially since he knows how good this feels. Well, from my point of view, anyway.”
I blushed hard, and Zac moaned, apparently both of us turned on by Carrick’s words.
“You this submissive for him too?” Carrick went on. “Or have you been using some of those tricks I taught you?”
“Carrick,” Zac hissed. My eyes went wide; I’d assumed Zac had gotten his confidence from Carrick, but I hadn’t thought about how true that was.
“Turns out Zac’s quite the dom when he wants to be,” Carrick continued, looking at me. I bit my lip hard, looking at my lover.
“Oh, he knows.” Zac stared hard at me, voicing my thoughts.
“Oh yeah?”
“Oh yeah,” Zac echoed. “He loves it.”
I closed my eyes and shivered, memories flashing behind my eyes as I gripped myself harder. That day in the kitchen had been the first, but far from the last. We’d experimented some recently, tested the waters with things like tightly held wrists and makeshift blindfolds. The new side of Zac, the confidence, it permeated every aspect of his personality, but his sexual nature seemed the most affected. I wasn’t complaining one bit, though; there was nothing to compare to being thrown to the bed and taken by him, completely at his mercy.
“You like bending him over like this?” Carrick whispered in Zac’s ear, gripping his hips.
“Fuck… yes.”
“And you.” Carrick looked at me and I blinked, waiting for what would come out of his mouth next. “Bet you just love it when he drills ya, don’t you?”
I nodded, shaking harder. One of our favorite new tricks was having him bend me over the dresser, so that we could watch ourselves and each other in the mirror. Zac grinned, and Carrick whispered something in his ear.
“Later,” my brother hissed, making Carrick laugh. I was a little nervous what had been said, and a little hurt that secrets were being shared, but Zac drew my attention.
“Taylor. Here. Now.” Zac snarled, pointing in front of him. There was that commanding tone, and I had no choice but to oblige him, not that I’d have it any other way. I sat in front of him, and before I could wonder what he was planning he’d swallowed me in one gulp.
“Fuck!” I cursed, my hips bucking. I gripped Zac’s hair hard; Carrick moaned, then Zac did, the vibrations going straight through me. Carrick thrust harder, pushing Zac onto me forcefully; I pulled his hair, thrusting against him. We were hitting him from both sides, and it felt amazing. Apparently he thought so too, moaning shamelessly.
“Not bad for a relative newbie, huh Tay?” Carrick smirked at me from over Zac’s shoulder.
“Not at all,” I replied, smirking back. Zac growled, but kept at it anyway.
“Well with a mouth like that, it’s no surprise, is it?” I wasn’t used to teasing Zac, but the passion of the moment was drawing out a different side of me. Zac stared up at me, his eyes wide; I hoped I hadn’t hurt his feelings, but he looked shocked at my boldness more than anything else.
“Hell no,” Carrick agreed. “Always said he had a mouth made to suck cock…:
I blushed at his bluntness, but smirked in agreement. Zac flashed me an evil look, sucking me deeper until I felt my head hit the back of his throat. The sensation made me throw my head back and moan loudly.
“Damn, boy… That’s it, swallow it all.” Carrick urged Zac on while thrusting, making him moan more. I pulled his head down harder; he locked eyes with me, sucking as hard as he could. The sight was almost too much for me, making me shiver all over.
“Watch this,” Carrick said to me, smirking. He rolled his hips, and suddenly Zac pulled off of me and arched his back, crying out loudly.
“That’s nothing.” I reached for Zac’s throat with one hand. Zac gasped, and Carrick’s eyes went wide. I bit my lip, gripping Zac’s neck a bit; he moaned in response, trusting me completely.
“Well now,” Carrick mused, smirking. “You never told me about that.”
“You… never asked,” Zac said between moans. I pulled him back down, shoving my cock down his throat; he moaned again, taking it completely. Carrick leaned over then, reaching a hand around to join mine around his neck. Zac’s eyes rolled back, his noises of pleasure becoming a constant soundtrack to our actions. I looked at Carrick, breathless. This was amazing, to be sure, but we were just starting, and I wanted more.
“My turn?”
Carrick
“He’s all yours.” I smirked at Tay, giving Zac one good thrust before pulling out. He whimpered as I left him, but Tay didn’t waste any time.
“Get on the couch on your knees,” he commanded. I wasn’t used to hearing him that assertive; at least not when the band wasn’t involved. Zac did what he was told, and Tay got behind him. He leaned down then, flicking his tongue at Zac’s opening. I started stroking myself while I watched; this was a whole new side to Tay, one I was loving so far. I’d always wondered what he was like in bed, but I’d always pegged him as a total sub, all meek and needy. That was hot, but this… this was something else. There was a fire in his eyes that I’d caught glimpses of in his professional life, but seeing it this way was kind of amusing and a lot exciting.
“Fuck, Tay…” Zac whined needily.
“I do believe that’s the idea,” I teased. Zac chuckled, not seeing Tay lining up; the blond drove into him all at once, making his little brother scream.
“So good, Tay… fuck…
“I know baby… so good…”
As much as I was loving the show, I decided to take a more active role; I reached over and grabbed the lube, squirting some on my fingers, then knelt on the couch behind Taylor. He threw me a nervous look over his shoulder; Zac glanced back too, giving me a subtle nod, so without warning I pressed two fingers into Tay.
“Fuck! Carrick!”
“I think that’s the idea,” Zac said, giggling. Tay shot him a look, then leaned down and bit his shoulder, making him whimper.
“God you’re tight…” I started slowly thrusting my fingers in and out of Tay; I wondered for a second who topped more often; Zac had become a damn good Dom while he was with me, but Tay was acting pretty assertive too, and he was tight as a virgin on prom night.
“Oh, he can take it,” Zac said, smirking back at me.
“Oh yeah?”
Tay swallowed hard, visibly trying to relax. It was kind of adorable, watching him shift between roles; so he was a switch. That just made things that much more interesting
“Come on Tay,” I said, encouraging and reassuring him. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Y-yes,” Tay answered me, whimpering. I added a third finger, making him swear.
“Fuck,” Zac moaned, watching us over his shoulder. “So hot…”
Taylor answered that by thrusting into him harder; I used my free hand to pull his hair.
“Oh god…”
“He this tight for you too babe?” I asked Zac.
“Yeah… but he loves it.”
“That so?” I turned my attention back to Tay, whispering in his ear with a husky voice. “You like it like this? Hard and rough?”
“Y-yes,” he stuttered. “Love it…”
“Told ya.” Zac smirked, and got his ass smacked for it.
“Yeah, he loves that…” I demonstrated by giving him a harder spank, and he whimpered again. Taylor grabbed his hair, making him gasp.
“Fuck… Tay…”
“Like I said…” I pulled my fingers out, quickly replacing them with the tip of my dick. “That’s the idea.” And with that I thrust into Tay fully.
“FUCK!”
Zac looked back and moaned, watching me slide into his lover. I gripped Tay’s hips, he grabbed Zac’s, and we began moving in sync, all three of us cursing and moaning, growling and snarling, thrusting and writhing like a singular being.
The heat of the moment was giving me a weird sense of clarity, like I was so in the zone I was able to reflect on it all. I’d thought about having a three-way with Zac and Taylor before, even long before Zac and I were a thing. But I never actually thought it would happen. I’ve always said sex is a great way to really know someone, and this threesome was proving that theory in spades. I’d already seen what Zac was like once you wound him up, but Tay was totally new territory. And even Zac was showing me new stuff, behaving in a unique way with Taylor. I wondered if I was any different, if Tay was seeing me in a new light. Seeing someone’s dick does tend to change your view of them one way or another, but I was curious if there was more to it than that.
The way Zac and Taylor interacted, there was such an obvious bond, a real connection. They always looked to each other, either for approval or permission or just to check how the other was doing. Zac did the same with me, but it was interesting seeing it with Tay. They seemed even more deeply connected than Zac and I ever had. Maybe because they were brothers; I had a feeling it had more to do with how in love they were, though. I tried not to think about it, not to notice how Zac always looked to Taylor first, then to me. Emotions are a great way to ruin a three-way, and so I tried to shut my mind off and just enjoy it. Which, all things considered, wasn’t all that hard.
“Give it to him faster,” Zac growled at me, and who was I to argue with that? I thrust into Tay with extra force and speed, driving him in turn that much deeper into Zac.
“Oh fucking fuck yes,” Tay whimpered quickly, squeezing his eyes shut and digging his nails into Zac’s hips.
“I think that means he likes it,” Zac said, chuckling.
“Hold on a sec,” Tay said to me suddenly. He pulled out of Zac, looking down at him. “Turn over.”
Zac laid down and lifted his legs, and Taylor drove back in.
“Wanna see you,” Tay panted. I started thrusting again, pushing him into Zac; I reached over and wrapped a hand around Zac’s dick, matching our rhythm. Taylor looked over his shoulder at me, surprising me and Zac both by kissing me hungrily.
There was that fire again, and damn was I loving it. I’d been looking forward to this three-way ever since Tay mentioned it, but it was turning out even more amazing than I’d expected. A big part of that was Taylor; yeah, I’d wanted to fuck him since way back, but imagining doing something is always worlds away from reality. The way his cheeks got flushed, the way his eyes turned darker, almost midnight; there was an animal in him, just begging to be let loose. And that’s just what I intended to do.
“Fuck,” Zac growled, obviously enjoying what he was seeing. I gave Tay’s ass a slap, making him cry out. Zac smirked, but was put in his place by Tay’s hand around his throat. I held Tay’s mouth captive, but my eyes went to Zac as I give Tay an extra hard thrust. This was better than any threesome I’d ever been in, and I’d been in a few. And we were just getting started; the thought of what we still had coming was almost enough to make me bust. Tay was taking everything I gave him like a champ; apparently he had just as much sub in him as dom, and I was loving both sides of the coin.
“Can’t wait to watch you fuck him,” I said, finally letting Tay up for air.
“You think he’s loud now,” Zac teased, his point made extra clear as Tay moaned again loudly.
“Well,” I said, an evil idea poking its way into my brain. “Why wait?”