25. The Triad

Logan

“Okay, okay,” Logan said, pouring vodka into a shot glass, over-pouring, and then leaning forward to sip some off the top. “This next round, we strip.”

After a lacrosse party, Hunter and Logan showed up at Maxine’s cozy, bohemian studio apartment. She didn’t own a television, but a floral-patterned couch, a bunch of plants, and a beat-up record player adorned the living room. An old, wooden desk looked as if dozens of children carved markings into it with a pen. The room smelled of incense and candles, much like she did. They sat on the floor in front of her couch. Hunter and Maxine sat up against the couch and Logan completed the triangle a few feet away.

“Hunter, Vienna is the capital of which country?” Maxine read off a small card. Hunter thought for a moment, pursed his lips, and then sat up, lifting his shirt above his head—pecs bouncing into view.

Logan watched Maxine’s eyes lingering on Hunter’s body. “You’re not going to guess?”

“I dunno,” Hunter slurred. “Italy.”

“Wrong, my world-traveling friend,” Logan said and handed him a shot.

“What? I have to drink, too? I just took my shirt off.” Hunter’s blinks were longer with each passing hour. “Lo, I’ll just stick to beer. Please.”

“Logan, you’ve hardly had any.” Maxine exposed him.

“He likes these games because everyone else around him gets drunk and he never has to, because he’s a genius,” Hunter slurred, making Maxine laugh.

On the other hand, Logan, noticing Maxine’s lucidity, pulled out a card. “You’re just especially shit at trivia … Okay, Max. What is the chemical symbol for hydrogen?”

“It’s H,” Hunter blurted, and they both laughed.

“It’s not your turn … Okay, Maxine, not Hunter, what is the national bird of India?”

Maxine’s eyes darted around in thought. “Is it the peacock?”

“How the hell did you know that?” Logan asked, baffled. “Okay, that one was too easy. You have to go again. My rules.”

“Fine.”

“What country in the world has the largest film studio?” Logan read off the card.

“India.”

His mouth dropped open. “What the fuck?!” Maxine and Hunter bent forward with laughter. “Where did you even get these little cards?”

“My dad gave them to me freshman year. I know them all.”

“How am I supposed to get you drunk and naked?” he joked, placing the card back in the box. Logan pulled out his phone and looked up ‘the hardest trivia questions in the world’. “Okay, this next question, we’re upping the ante. Strip, drink, kiss.” Hunter’s eyes dropped to his lap while Logan’s lit up. “There’s no way you know this one … Who was the only British Pope?”

A smile spread across Maxine’s face and laughter bubbled up uncontrollably as she shook her head.

“Do you know it?” Hunter asked, knees bent up.

“Pope Adrian…”

“No fucking way!” Logan’s mouth hung open like he was belting out an opera. “Adrian what…”

“The first?”

Logan sucked air through his teeth. “Ooh, no, sorry. You’re a dumb ass … Adrian the fourth.” Echoes from the uproar of laughter filled the small apartment.

“He’s so jealous,” Hunter said, between breaths, his face a bright red and eyes watery.

“I don’t have underwear on under this,” she said, covering her chest with her hands. She wore a knit crop top and flowy pants.

“You have to kiss Hunter,” Logan reminded her. Hunter glanced at Maxine and his lips pressed into a bashful smile.

Perfect. Getting Hunter involved was the hardest part of Logan’s plan. Nights with Hunter were the best of his life, but having a woman with them would satisfy both of their desires. Knowing Hunter’s track record with women and how easily he bored of them, he figured this would keep their relationship interesting. Opening their relationship saved his parents’ marriage, he reminded himself as he watched Hunter and Maxine kissing in front of him.

Hunter

Hunter lifted her chin, and a dominant kiss overtook her lips. Shortly after, Logan wrapped an arm around her waist and softly licked her neck, right beneath her ear, making Maxine tremble—a soft sigh left her lips. He kissed his way up her neck and chin and finished right beside her mouth as Hunter continued.

Hunter traced small circles with his finger on the back of Logan’s neck, silently telling him he loved him. Logan’s tongue reached the corner of Maxine’s mouth as she kissed Hunter, and Hunter pulled back, allowing him his turn with their enchanting new friend.

“Mhh,” Maxine moaned quietly between Hunter’s slow, calm kisses and Logan’s deep, lively ones. She suddenly pulled back. “Are you guys sure you want to do this?”

“I think it’s safe to say that we both really want this,” Logan said, looking at Hunter for validation. Hunter nodded before leaning forward and pulling up her top, exposing her right breast and licking its hardened tip.

She let out a sharp moan. “Have you ever shared a woman before?”

“Once,” Logan said.

Hunter’s hands dropped between her legs to Maxine’s covered pussy. Logan kissed her more, moving his hands down over her ass. Gripping Maxine’s chin, Hunter turned her head and kissed her roughly, nibbling her lower lip. “Let’s not talk about that.”

Logan kissed her cheek as she kissed Hunter, and he continued until her lips and tongue found Logan’s again.

“It’s almost like you’re kissing each other. It’s kind of hot,” she breathed. She wrapped her hands around their necks and up their heads, pulling them closer to her and each other. Sticking her tongue out, she drew Hunter’s tongue out of his mouth as she slowly shifted toward Logan and pulled him in. When Hunter felt the side of Logan’s tongue touch his, he tried to pull back, but Maxine pulled him closer.

She licked and sucked on their tongues simultaneously, both plunging into her mouth, both moving at different speeds. Hunter could feel the wetness through her pants’ thin, loose fabric. Maxine pulled back to catch the two of them kissing for a split second. Their eyes met and then darted away before looking at her for a reaction.

“Do you enjoy kissing your best friend?” she asked, in an airy voice.

Logan chuckled. “You know, you’re real sneaky.” He kissed her again while Hunter worked his way down her chest and lifted her top right over her breasts. They licked and sucked on her small nipples hungrily, one on each breast.

“Let’s go to bed,” Hunter whispered. As Logan led Maxine to the bedroom by her waist, Hunter got a nice, slow squeeze of his ass.

Maxine’s bedroom had a mattress on the floor covered with white sheets and a purple velvet comforter surrounded by various pillows of different sizes and colors. The room was adorned with plants, books, and clothes scattered everywhere. She also had green, Asian-style lanterns hanging near the window, making the room moody and dim.

As Logan pounced on her, the air filled with the sounds of their kissing and laughter as they slowly undressed each other. Hunter watched them from above while Logan kissed down her naked, tight, brown skin and her neatly trimmed patch of hair between her legs.

“You’re so fucking wet,” Logan said, before covering her privates with his mouth and giving them a long, hard suck.

“Oh my god!” she moaned in ecstasy, pushing her hips toward his face and lifting her butt off the bed, contorting her mouth in pleasure. Hunter admired the sight of Logan’s back, watching it flex as he positioned his shoulders under her legs. He wanted to fuck that muscular, round ass he had fucked countless times over the last year and a half. Maxine grabbed Logan’s hair and humped her body against his face, dominating him.

“Shit!” she groaned, biting her lip. “Hunter.” Maxine extended an arm out to him. She grinned when Hunter took off his pants and kneeled beside Logan. Spreading her legs wider to allow Hunter between her as Logan continued to drive his tongue inside her. Hunter bent over and kissed up her inner thigh until he met Logan’s cheek. Logan released Maxine’s dripping, hot pussy from his mouth and Hunter quickly dove in, licking from below her hole up toward her clit and then sucking on it harshly as it swelled in his mouth. Logan drove two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out while Hunter sucked. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m going to come!” she exclaimed.

“Don’t come yet,” Logan growled, and wedged his tongue between Hunter’s mouth. Hunter naturally found Logan’s tongue with his own, and the two kissed against Maxine’s enlarged clit and followed one another to her entrance. “Do you like having two tongues on your pussy?”

“Oooh, uh huh,” she huffed, her body squirming uncontrollably.

“Do you like it when our tongues touch your clit?” Logan continued and then flicked the tip of Hunter’s tongue with his, and his finger fucking grew faster.

“Shit, I’m coming, I’m coming,” she squealed before her legs stuck straight out and her toes curled inward. After a few seconds, she collapsed onto her back—her body almost lifeless as she caught her breath. “That was like something from a dream.” She rubbed her forehead in disbelief. “You guys planned this, didn’t you?”

“No, not this time.” Logan smiled at Hunter, and Hunter looked down at her. Logan grabbed his cock in his hand and slapped it against her clit a few times while Hunter lay beside her and placed a tender kiss on her lips, cupping her breasts.

“Do you want Logan to fuck you?” Hunter huffed in her ear. She nodded, her eyes narrowed as she reached for Hunter’s cock over his boxer briefs. He got to his knees, whipped out his massive member, and pressed the tip against her lips.

She stared at it with desire and then gripped it in her hand. “Mhh!” she let out a sudden moan when feeling the pressure of Logan’s dick slide inside her warm insides. Logan scooted himself up and grabbed her by her hips, lifting them into the air, thrusting himself in and out of her.

Hunter leaned over and kissed her again, placing a hand on her cheek and trailing it down to her left breast before moving down to lick her right one. Maxine turned slightly onto her side and slowly entered the top half of Hunter’s penis into her mouth. Logan lifted her leg and turned her hips so that she could rest entirely on her side as he fucked her, and she sucked and stroked Hunter’s cock with concentrated fierceness.

Hunter motioned Logan over, and pulled his penis out of Maxine’s mouth. Logan laid her flat on her back, thrusting himself harder and harder against her and then more slowly. He leaned forward and covered her body with his, and she wrapped her legs around him. Logan kissed her intimately as his dick stroked her insides.

Soon after, Maxine felt the pressure of Hunter”s penis against her cheek, prompting her to pause and turn her head, enabling him to penetrate her mouth. Logan kissed around her neck and chin as she did, trying his hardest to stop himself from coming.

“Mhh,” Maxine moaned and grabbed Hunter’s cock to control it. “It’s such a juicy dick.” She pointed it at Logan’s mouth, and Logan’s eyes went wide. “Suck on it.”

“Uh, no, no. I don’t think so,” Logan said, laughing nervously.

“Start with a small kiss. We can kiss it together,” she said. Logan looked at her and smiled capriciously. He placed his lips on Hunter’s penis and kissed it repeatedly. “Now, lick my tongue,” she said, running her tongue up and down Hunter’s shaft and around his head.

Logan tried following her tongue with his at first and then soon licked the side of Hunter’s cock his own way, the way he knew Hunter loved. He tongued the thick vein below the head, and Hunter let out a deep groan before jamming his dick into Logan’s mouth. Maxine stopped tonguing and watched as the two friends enjoyed each other an inch from her face. Logan grabbed Hunter’s dick in his hand and throated it as he had done hundreds of times.

“Fuck me, Logan!” Maxine called out, reminding him that he was still inside of her. Logan released Hunter’s dick from his mouth, sat back on his knees, and pulled Hunter’s hand toward him. Hunter knew what Logan wanted. Hunter stood on the mattress and plunged his dick mercilessly into Logan’s open mouth. “Fuck me, Logan!” she called out again. Without looking, Logan grabbed her hips as hard as he could and slapped her body roughly against his hips while his throat got wrecked by Hunter’s fat cock.

“Oh my god!” Maxine said.

“Mhph!” Logan pulled out suddenly, and Hunter released his head from his grip. “I almost came.” He looked up at Hunter, who had a faint grin on his face. Maxine could see their stares lingering. “Kiss him,” she said in a breathy voice. Hunter was so aroused by Logan and by Maxine watching them, he bent over, cupped Logan’s chin, and stuck his tongue inside Logan’s mouth, tasting himself and her pussy off his tongue. Maxine rubbed herself as she watched their hungry kiss. Surely it seemed as if they’d been dying to kiss each other all those years.

“Max,” Hunter said, extending his hand. She got up and joined them in another three-way kiss. Hunter stepped behind Maxine and wrapped his arms around her body as she continued to kiss Logan. He grabbed at her breasts and trailed his hands down to her hips. “Ready for me?” he whispered against her neck, giving it small kisses. Maxine reclined against his chest and threw her arm back around Hunter’s head. They kissed her neck gently, her skin burning hotter with every touch.

Hunter woke up the next afternoon with his head in a fog, and the cold autumn air filled the room for the second day in a row. His arm draped around Maxine’s waist, who was sandwiched between them, and his hand lay perfectly on Logan’s hip. He stared at Logan as he slept soundly, with his nose in Maxine’s hair, and all he could think of was how much he loved him. He always gets what he wants. I’ll always give him what he wants.

“Mhhh.” Maxine let out a big stretch with closed eyes. When she opened them, she looked up at Hunter and smiled sleepily. “Shit,” she said and sprung out of bed naked, which woke Logan up. She rushed into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later, draped in a silk robe. “Had to take my birth control.”

“What time is it?” Logan asked, sitting up groggily, rubbing his face.

“Uh, two forty-three,” she said.

“P.M.? Holy fuck!” Logan groaned and plopped back down onto the pillow. Maxine kneeled down at the foot of the mattress.

“That wasn’t the first time the two of you hooked up, was it?” she asked them.

Hunter got up and put on his underwear.

Logan looked at Hunter for a cue of what to say, but Hunter looked away. “Why do you say that?” Logan asked, as if trying to buy time.

“Nevermind,” she said, getting up to her feet. “It’s not my business.”

Hunter came up from behind her and pulled her into him, one hand grabbing her neck while the other covered her breast. “Logan belongs to me,” Hunter huffed into her ear, kissing around it gently as he tightened his grip on her neck. “He doesn’t do anything without my permission.”

“I’m heading to the farmer’s market if he has your permission to join me, Sir,” she said with a slight grin, still in Hunter’s grasp. Hunter and Logan both laughed at her response. Hunter chuckled after kissing her cheek and headed toward the bathroom.

Maxine waited for him to be out of earshot before sitting beside Logan on the bed. “So, you two are …?” she whispered. Hunter could hear every word and watched them in the mirror of her bathroom.

“He’s my boyfriend,” Logan admitted. Maxine’s mouth gaped. “Since sophomore year.”

“You seem happy,” she said, looking down at her lap. “I’m sorry if I got in the middle of—”

“No, no. Not at all.” He stopped her, taking her hands in his.

They looked so perfect together sitting on the edge of the bed, almost like a real couple, Hunter realized. Their bodies fit together in a way Logan and Hunter never would.

“Hey, Lo, let’s go. We gotta get back. Laundry, cleaning, gym, groceries, meal prep.” Hunter listed off as he walked back into the room, semi-dressed and searching for the rest of his clothes on the floor.

“We’ll see you later, Max?” Logan asked before kissing her cheek and hurrying off to get ready. Maxine solemnly slipped on a crop top, loose pants, and an oversized cardigan.

“I’ll walk you guys down,” she said, in a saddened tone.

“If you want,” Logan said, looking at Hunter. “We can hit up the farmer’s market first and get fresh groceries.”

Maxine’s face lit up.