Chapter 20

Gray started to drift to sleep, but he fought the urge. He had a lot more planned for his men, especially Mason.

He needn't have worried about drifting off, though. Mason saw to it that Gray wasn't going to forget what he'd promised. He turned on his side and laid a hand on Gray's chest. Gray opened his eyes and Mason bent to kiss him.

Just as things were going from sweet to I'm-ready-to-start-round-two, Mason stiffened and pulled back. Gray opened his eyes to see Jack, impish grin on his face, toying with the plug Mason still wore.

"Enough," Gray commanded. "Mason, lie on your back and spread your legs."

Mason did as he was told.

"Remember, any time you need to stop for a break or for good, use your safe word. You do not have to go any further than you want to."

Mason nodded. "I know, but I want to know how it feels."

"Jack, distract him for a bit."

Mason's cock was already semi-hard. Gray loved that just the thought of what they were going to do had him perking up moments after he'd climaxed. He watched as Jack bent over Mason and toyed with his nipples, making Mason squirm and clamp his teeth into his lower lip. Mason clutched at Jack, trying to force his head down.

"Arms above your head," Gray growled.

Mason gave him a pleading look.

"This is about surrender."

He nodded slowly. "Yes, sir."

Mason reached up and clutched a pillow. Gray wondered if they'd owe the cabin owners a new one by the time they were done.

Jack sucked on one of Mason's nipples, leaving it deeply red. Then he shifted positions to take the other hard nub into his mouth. When he'd reddened it too and left teeth marks around the edge, he worked his way down Mason's chest and abdomen and turned his attention to Mason's balls, sucking them into his mouth.

Jack glanced at Gray. "You like the show?"

Dammit! Gray had gotten distracted. "Fuck yes. You using your mouth is one of my favorite things."

Jack chose that moment to start sucking Mason's cock, and Mason's hips shot off the bed. He gasped and tugged on the pillow so hard Gray couldn't believe it held together.

Trying to focus again, Gray drizzled lube along Mason's crack and teased the edge of his hole. Then he grasped the heart-shaped handle and pulled, keeping steady pressure until each of the "beads" slid from his body.

"Fucking fuck!" Mason shouted.

Jack grabbed Mason's hips and shoved them to the mattress as he continued to suck and tease. Gray could watch him all day, but Mason wasn't going to be allowed to come again until Gray was inside him.

"Enough, Jack."

Jack sat back, but he looked disappointed.

"Move behind him so he can lean against you." The position raised Mason up so he could see exactly what Gray was doing.

At first, Gray simply slipped two fingers into Mason. He was already well stretched from wearing the hearts—those had certainly turned out to be a fantastic purchase. Gray had gotten a few other ideas at the shop where he bought them. Maybe those would work out just as well in the future.

Mason glanced down and Jack took hold of his hands, pinning them against his chest. "Let's watch. I can't wait to see this."

Mason nodded and licked his lips as Gray worked his fingers in and out a few times. He used lazy, slow strokes, but beads of sweat rolled down Mason's chest, and Gray realized he was holding his breath.

"Breathe."

"I…"

"I'll stop."

Mason took a long, slow breath, coached by Jack.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked in a soft, calm voice.

"Yeah, I just…"

"You've had Gray's fingers in you before," Jack said. "This is nothing new. You know where this is going, and you know you can stop it anytime."

"I'm nervous."

"Of course you are. I bet Gray's a bit nervous too."

Gray wanted to deny it, but that wouldn't help. "Yeah, I am. Do you want to stop?"

Mason shook his head. "No, I want this."

Gray nodded. He slid his fingers out, then pushed back in with three this time. Jack made sure Mason breathed steadily. Soon he was lifting his hips, asking for more.

Gray added a generous amount of lube and slipped all four fingers into Mason. He worked them in and out very slowly. They'd gotten this far twice before, and both times Mason had seemed interested in more.

"Do you still want more of this?" Gray asked, pressing just a little deeper as Mason's ass clenched tightly around him.

Mason groaned. "Y-yes."

Jack contorted himself so he could kiss Mason. Gray poured more lube over his hand and added his thumb, pushing in several inches more, almost to the widest part of his hand.

Mason's eyes were wide, and he was biting his lower lip so hard Gray expected to see blood. "More?"

Mason whimpered and nodded.

"Suck him, Jack."

Jack did as Gray said, sucking him until Mason was alternately fucking up into Jack's mouth and bearing down on Gray's hand. Gray couldn't believe how wide he'd stretched him. It seemed impossible.

"Please, Gray. Please. I need it all."

"Jack, stop now. Just hold him."

Jack returned to his previous position, and Mason took his hands, squeezing them.

Gray couldn't believe he was really about to do this. "Watch."

Mason looked down and his eyes widened. "Oh my God! It hurts, but it's so incredible. I'm so fucking full so?—"

Gray pushed just that little bit more until the thickest part of his hand moved past the tight ring of Mason's hole.

Mason froze.

"Breathe," Gray ordered.

"I… Fuck. I…"

"Mason?"

"I could come just from… so full."

Mason seemed in danger of hyperventilating. "Jack, help him breathe."

As Jack did, Gray pulled out just a little and then pushed back in. Mason's ass clamped his hand so tight he almost couldn't stand it, but he was sure Mason was feeling a hell of a lot more pain than he was. He poured even more lube on his hand until everything was so slick he was sliding easily in and out. Slowly. Carefully.

Mason's cock was so hard it stood up off his abdomen, and he'd dripped a puddle of precum onto himself.

"Do you want Jack to bring you off?" Gray asked.

Mason nodded.

Jack took Mason's cock into his mouth, and within seconds, Mason was shooting his load, his ass clamping so hard around Gray's hand that he thought it might break some bones.

"Fuck!" Mason shouted. "Fuck, it's amazing!"

Gray couldn't believe how good it felt to know Mason trusted him that much. He was fucking amazing. As Mason began to come down from his orgasm, Gray said, "I'm pulling out. Brace yourself."

Jack moved up Mason's body and offered Mason his cock. Mason started to suck and Gray pulled his hand all the way out. Mason gasped around Jack's cock but kept going. Gray was so close. He'd almost come when Mason did. So he took his cock in his hand and worked himself, one stroke, two, three, and he was shooting all over Mason, not that he could get much messier.

Jack followed seconds later, coming with a hoarse shout.

Gray watched as Mason's throat worked around him.

"Shower," Gray said when he could speak. His voice was rough, not nearly as steady as he'd intended.

Mason rose onto his elbows and then flopped back down. "Dizzy."

"Let's help him, Jack."

Jack took one arm and Gray the other. They helped Mason stumble to the shower where Gray washed him and checked out his ass. No bleeding, no tearing, just swelling as to be expected.

He cradled Mason back against him as Jack washed his front. "How do you feel?"

"Floaty."

"How's your ass?"

He groaned.

Gray's confidence wavered. "I…"

"Gray, I'm fine. That was so much better than I even imagined."

See. No need to worry."Yeah?"

"Yeah. Can we please go to bed now?"

Jack looked up, an exaggerated expression of shock on his face. "Haven't you had enough?"

Mason flipped him off and Gray smiled. "As tired as I am, I'm not sure I can sleep. That brought on quite an adrenaline rush."

Once they were all clean and dry, they snuggled in bed, Mason moved gingerly, but he swore he was fine.

"I just don't want to have truly hurt you," Gray said.

"Gray, I had your whole hand inside me, I'm going to be sore."

"Let's watch a movie," Jack suggested. "It will help Gray focus on something other than asking you about your ass every two seconds."

"Good idea." Mason took the remote and scrolled through channels. He stopped on Vin Diesel's xXx. "Perfect."

"Stop thinking Prague Police and start thinking Playstation," they all chorused.

"That is just the best line," Mason said, looking as happy as Gray had ever seen him.

Gray smiled too, because in that moment, he felt like the luckiest man on earth.

The next evening, after a long soak in the hot tub, they dressed in their best clothes. Gray didn't even grumble about it. Jack looked so fucking edible in the new gray suit he'd worn when speaking to a state congressional committee about the youth task force. And Mason had chosen a green dress shirt that made his eyes look dreamy—not that Gray would admit to such a sappy thought.

If Gray hadn't been so focused on what he wanted to say to the two of them, he'd have been tempted to drag them to the men's room and fuck them in a stall. It was a good thing his mind was more romantically occupied, because the restaurant Jack had chosen was not that kind of establishment.

"Why didn't you tell me this place was so fancy?" he asked Jack. "I'll probably use the wrong fork and embarrass everyone."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Neither of us cares."

"I'm just glad the seats are nice and cushy," Mason said.

Gray felt heat rushing to his face. "Are you?—?"

"I'm fine."

Jack hid his laughter behind his menu.

Gray couldn't decide what to order so he took the server's recommendation and ordered the apple cider steak. It was orgasmically delicious, as were Jack's scallops and Mason's filet.

Gray insisted they order dessert even though Jack said he couldn't eat another bite. But when the server set down the sampler platter they'd chosen to share, Gray was nervous as fuck and not sure he could eat either. It was time to say what he'd planned. "Planned" as in decided last night while he lay awake watching the last of xXx with Jack and Mason sleeping beside him. What if they didn't feel the same way? What if…?

He laid a hand on Jack's wrist, stopping him from cutting the cheesecake into thirds. "I need to say something."

Mason frowned, obviously feeling the seriousness of the moment. "Yes?"

"It's not anything bad. At least, I don't think you'll think so. I don't think so."

"Gray, what's wrong?" Mason asked.

Gray shook his head. This wasn't going well. "Nothing's wrong."

Jack patted the hand that still lay on his arm. "For God's sake, Gray, just say it."

He took a deep breath. "Okay. I know we can't do this officially, not even now that gay marriage is legal, but I want… I mean… Will you two fucking marry me?"

Jack sputtered.

Mason's eyes went wide and then he laughed. "That is so you to ask like that. All I can say back is fuck yeah."

They both looked at Jack. "Fuck yeah," he said. "Now can we try this cheesecake?"

"That's it? We're just going to eat cheesecake now?" Gray tried to look incredulous, but really he was relieved.

Mason shrugged. "Yeah. Why not? We all belong to each other, right? And marriage would just be a declaration of that among friends."

Jack nodded.

"You mean you've thought about it before? About us getting married or something approximating it?"

They both nodded.

"And you didn't say anything?"

"I didn't think…" Jack's words trailed off, and he looked down at the dessert platter.

"Me either," Mason said.

"Well, you were wrong. I do want to. We'll set a date later, because right now I'm going to eat cheesecake." Gray's appetite was back in full force.

The cheesecake was amazing as were all the other desserts. After they cleaned the platter and paid their bill, they went back to the cabin and sealed their declaration with gentle lovemaking.

When they could drag their tired bodies from the bed, Gray, Jack, and Mason crept onto the deck, shivering in the frigid night air before they sank into the hot tub. When all three of them were submerged in the water, Gray clicked off the flashlight he'd used to guide their way. The night was pitch black around them, the only sounds the occasional murmurs from vacationers in other cabins and the hooting of a distant owl. Gray tipped his head back against the rim of the tub and let the water ease his sore muscles.

Just as Gray was wondering if he could stay awake, Jack laid a hand on his thigh and spoke. "Should we go for a big wedding?"

Gray sputtered, but before he could respond, Mason said, "I think so, something outside. Could we get it together by May or early June, do you think?"

"I'm sure we could," Jack said. "We'll need to contact a lot of people, though: a caterer, a florist, a photographer, someone to officiate. I bet Toby's sister would help us; she loves planning things."

Gray opened his eyes, wishing he could see the expressions on Jack's and Mason's faces, because he hoped to God they were kidding. "You're joking, right?"

"What? No," Jack answered.

Gray had never intended to get involved in some crazy scheme for a big gay threeway wedding. "I thought we'd see a lawyer, get some papers drawn up to give us certain protections—the closest we can come to marriage—and then we'd say vows in front of a few friends and…"

"Go home and fuck?" Jack asked.

Gray felt his face heat even more than it had from steam surrounding them. "I'm not going to get away without having a big ass party, am I?"

"No."

He groaned. "What was I thinking?"

"That you love us," Mason said.

"That you want everyone to know it," Jack added.

They were right. Gray loved them enough to suffer through wedding plans for them, maybe even to enjoy the ceremony and reception. It was going to be one hell of a spring.

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