22. Our Little Guys Love Swimming

Chapter 22

Our Little Guys Love Swimming

Leo

M y goal for this date had been to find some common ground when it came to each other and Libby, not want to finish what we’d started all those months ago.

How could I have forgotten all of… that?

It made me feel like a complete asshole and now Ethan’s previous animosity toward me made complete sense. The fact he hadn’t murdered me in my sleep after I slept with Libby the first time was a miracle.

“I’m sorry.” I ran a hand down my face and hoped like hell he couldn’t see below my waist through the water because his retelling of the Christmas party made me hard as a rock. “I’m a shit human.”

“I wouldn’t go that far. We were both drunk, so it was for the best. I just didn’t think you’d act like nothing happened. I didn’t know you had literally blacked out.”

“I was talking and walking, so how could you have known?” I had been incredibly lucky I’d been with Ethan and not some random man. “I have cut way down on my alcohol, but that day was a shit show, and I needed to escape.”

His head tilted. “Escape from what?”

“Family shit and my bad decisions. Which is funny considering getting drunk wasn’t a good decision either.” At some point, I was going to have to tell Libby and Ethan about the video that would hopefully never be released. I didn’t think either of them would care about it, but it made me a bit nervous. Would they think differently of me to know I’d been such a fool?

Ethan nodded. “So, now what?”

My eyes went to his lips. “Can we see if I still like it?”

Ethan’s eyes heated and he moved closer to me. “Like what? I want to hear you say it.”

I blew out a breath. “If I like kissing you.” I sounded so lame, but how else was I supposed to approach this with him?

He nodded, and that was all I needed before I leaned in, pressing my lips tentatively against his. It was a soft, unsure kiss, so much unlike how I normally kissed. But I was out of my element and kissing Ethan made me feel like I didn’t know what the hell I was doing.

Ethan pulled back slightly with a smirk, his eyes searching mine. “Well? What’s the verdict?”

Guilty.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I snapped, grabbing Ethan by the back of the neck and pulling him into a fierce kiss. The tension, the uncertainty, the fucking need that had been building inside me was at boiling point.

I was always the one in control, the one calling the shots, but this man was driving me insane. This time, there was no hesitation and no softness. It was all heat and hunger, teeth clashing and tongues tangling.

Ethan met me with equal hunger, his hands gripping my shoulders and nails digging into my skin. His hard cock pressed against my thigh, and it sent a jolt of lust straight to my own.

“Fuck, Leo,” Ethan growled against my mouth, his hands starting to roam. They slid down my back, tracing the line of my spine, then gripped my ass, pulling me closer. The sensation of his strong hands on me was different and electrifying. “You feel so fucking good.”

His words sent a shiver through me, and I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me again, my legs wrapping around him. Ethan’s touch, his voice, his fucking presence, had me so hard it almost hurt.

Ethan traced around the waistband of my trunks to the front, his fingers toying with the drawstring peeking out of the top. “Do you want this, Leo?” he murmured as he kissed my neck. “Do you want me to touch you? To jerk you off right here in the pool?”

I was pretty sure all the remaining blood in my body rushed to my cock. I nodded, breathless and unable to form coherent thoughts, let alone words.

Ethan smiled against my neck, his fingers dipping into my trunks. “Then let’s give you something you won’t forget.”

He pushed down my trunks, my cock freed between us, and I gasped as his fingers brushed against my hot flesh. Doing this in the pool probably wasn’t the best idea, but at this point, I was done caring about anything other than his hands on me.

Ethan pushed down his own trunks, and then he was gripping us both in his large hand, stroking us together. The contrast of his warm, firm grip against the cool water was mind-blowing, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, my head falling back.

“That’s it,” Ethan rasped. “Do you feel how hard you make me? How much I want you?”

His words were driving me insane, pushing me higher and higher. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls drawing up tight. Ethan’s thumb circled the head of my cock, and I stifled a strangled cry against his neck.

“You’re close, aren’t you? I can feel it. Your cock is throbbing in my hand. You’re going to come for me, Leo. You’re going to come so fucking hard.”

I was a panting, writhing mess in Ethan’s arms, completely at his mercy. His words, his touch, his fucking voice—everything was driving me to the edge of insanity. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this desperate for release.

Ethan’s other hand moved to my ass, running up and down the crack before circling my hole. I tensed; no one had ever touched me there before, and the intimacy of it was both terrifying and exhilarating.

“Ethan,” I whimpered, my voice barely recognizable. I was losing my fucking mind, overwhelmed by the sensations of his hand stroking our cocks together and his finger teasing my ass.

“Shh. I’ve got you. Just feel.”

I took a deep breath, trying to relax and to trust him. He slowly, so fucking slowly, pushed his finger into my asshole. It burned, an intrusion that made me gasp and clutch at his shoulders.

He gave me time to adjust, his other hand still sliding along our cocks. “That’s it, breathe. You feel so fucking tight. I can’t wait to bury my cock right… fucking… here.”

I hadn’t given much thought to that and wasn’t sure that would ever happen. Fucking someone else’s ass? Sign me up. Someone else fucking mine? No, thanks.

But then, his finger hit something inside me, and I saw stars. A wave of intense pleasure crashed over me.

“Ethan! Oh, fuck, yes. Right there. Holy fuck.” I wasn’t even entirely sure what was coming from my lips. All I knew was that I needed more of whatever he was doing.

He stroked the spot inside me again and again, and I was gone. My orgasm hit me like a speeding yacht, tearing through my body with a force that left me shaking and gasping for breath. I came violently, my cock pulsing in Ethan’s hand, my cum mixing with the pool water.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” He stroked our cocks harder and faster, chasing his own orgasm. “Fuck!” Ethan’s body tensed as he groaned.

As the haze of lust slowly lifted, I became aware of what we’d just done. Holy shit. I’d let him get me off and finger fuck my ass. All I felt was boneless and utterly satisfied.

Ethan slowly pulled his finger out of me, and I winced slightly. He kissed along my neck and up to my jaw before kissing my lips. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I managed to say, still trying to catch my breath. “That was... fucking intense.”

He chuckled. “I guess we got a little carried away with a simple kiss… and now we’re swimming in our own cum.”

I pulled back to look at him, a smile spreading across my face. “Our little guys love swimming.”

He laughed, and I loved seeing it. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

“We should probably get out.” I needed a minute alone with my thoughts.

We climbed out of the pool, both of us shaky on our feet.

“So, uh... shower?” I offered, gesturing toward the outdoor shower stall.

Ethan nodded, a small smirk playing on his lips. “Separately, or are you looking for round two already?”

My body was screaming yes, yes, yes, but my mind was starting to spiral with what all of this meant. I hadn’t mentally prepared myself for anything to actually happen between me and Ethan. “You can go first.”

After Ethan was done, I stepped into the shower, my mind wandering.

The first time I’d been with a man, I’d been drunk, much like I had been at the Christmas party. I’d been in bed with a woman… until I wasn’t, and her husband joined us. But this wasn’t like that. There was no trickery or ulterior motives.

Both Libby and Ethan made me want to show up for them and be a better man. Seeing the way Ethan loved Libby and vice versa was something I wanted so badly it hurt.

I smiled at the thought of them both, a warmth spreading through my chest. Was this what it felt like to fall for two people at once?

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, and suddenly, I felt vulnerable in a way I never had before. What if this didn’t work out? What if, in the end, I was the one left alone and brokenhearted?

Ethan and Libby already had such a deep connection with years of close friendship and understanding between them. They knew each other’s quirks, fears, and desires in a way that I was only beginning to scratch the surface of. How could I fit into that when I was so far behind?

Was I just an intruder in their relationship? A temporary distraction that would eventually be cast aside when they realized they were better off without me?

The thought made my chest tighten painfully. There was a reason I’d never been in a long-term relationship before. Keeping things casual kept me in control and I could walk away unscathed. But this? This felt like it could break me if it went wrong.

As I went inside to get changed, I tried to shake off the doubts that had crept in. When I made my way back up to the flybridge, Ethan was already there, lounging on the couch as his thumbs flew across his phone screen.

He looked up as I approached, a small smile playing on his lips. “Everything okay?”

I settled into the seat next to him. “Yeah. I’m processing.”

Ethan put his phone down and turned to face me more fully, his expression turning serious. “You aren’t regretting it, are you?”

“Not at all. I’m trying to wrap my brain around it and sort out my feelings. I want to try this between the three of us. I know it’s not conventional, and it might be complicated, but I think it could be amazing if we all give it a real shot.” I hoped he was willing to at least try because he was the person that was going to determine if we did.

Ethan nodded slowly, considering my words. “And if it doesn’t work out?”

“Then I’ll be the one to walk away.” I surprised myself with how quickly and firmly the words came out considering I was scared of having to be the one to do just that. “If this doesn’t work, I won’t come between you two.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” Ethan’s eyes met mine, and I knew without a doubt he would. “We really need to all sit down and talk about this. There are a lot of issues that could come up… jealousy, communication, expectations... We need to be on the same page about everything.”

I was glad he was taking this seriously, but the thought of laying everything out on the table made my stomach churn. It was funny that in business I was nothing like this. I was always confident and sure of myself.

“Yeah, you’re right.” I ran a hand through my hair. “So, uh... should we head back?”

“We should. I’ve been teasing Libby about what’s happened, and she is going insane.” Ethan stood up and held out his hand to me.

I stared at it for a second before grabbing it and letting him pull me to my feet. He didn’t let go and I didn’t pull away.

This was actually happening. I had gone from eternal bachelor to being in a relationship with not one, but two people.