Chapter 27

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SKYLAR

SKYLAR COULDN'T believe this was really happening. Oh holy fuck . He squeezed his eyes shut and burrowed into Charlie while Ward blanketed him from behind.

Physically, this was nothing new. He'd been with two men before. Hell, a few times, Skylar had even had four cocks stuffed into his various orifices all at once. Simultaneous sharing was one of Uncle Zeke's favorite things.

But emotionally? Skylar had never experienced anything close to this in his life.

This was Ward. And Charlie. The only two men in the world whom he wanted, and he was getting to have them both.

It was so perfect that it actually hurt.

Skylar's chest burned. It was all he could do to keep from crying, knowing that letting it out would stop everything cold.

“ Hhng .”

Skylar cautiously lifted his head. Charlie had his eyes squeezed shut, his face screwed up in concentration. “Charlie?”

Charlie let out a little whimper, then let go of Skylar and covered his eyes instead.

Ward went still. “Charlie?” he murmured. “Do you want to stop?”

Charlie emphatically shook his head. He gave a pitiful whine and tried to thrust up into Skylar, but couldn't seem to get much leverage with the way they had him pinned down. Charlie lowered his hands just long enough to sign, Help! Move!

“Easy, buddy,” Ward murmured. He ran a hand through Charlie's hair. “Daddy's gonna take care of you. I promise.” He grabbed Skylar by the hips with those big hands of his, then pushed Skylar forward before dragging him back down on their cocks.

“Oh,” Skylar gasped. He planted his hands on the bed on either side of Charlie's body, then closed his eyes, giving himself over to Ward's control. The man gently pushed and pulled, over and over. Skylar rose until their cocks nearly slipped out of him, and then Ward pulled him back down, impaling him on their lengths. Slowly. Exquisitely. Skylar felt every inch of them as they slid in and out of his body over and over. “Oh fuck.”

Charlie whined again.

“Charlie?” Ward asked. “That okay?”

“ Hhng .” Charlie shook his head. No feel you , he signed, pointing at Ward.

Ward swore quietly, his warm breath rushing over Skylar's shoulder. “Okay.” Ward pulled Skylar down and held him still for a moment. The big man shifted, resettling his hold on Skylar's hips. With Skylar fully impaled on Charlie's cock, Ward drew his own back, nearly leaving Skylar's body. Then he slowly thrust back in, barely pausing when he was in to the hilt, his groin pressed up hard against Skylar's ass. He kept pushing forward, forcing Skylar to move with him, pushing Skylar up the length of Charlie's cock. Ward stopped just before Charlie's cock could slip out. He held there for a moment, then slowly pulled back, keeping Skylar hard up against him as he drew Skylar back down onto Charlie's cock. Once Charlie was fully seated again, Ward pulled away from Skylar and drew his cock back.

Then he repeated the process. Thrust. Push. Pull. Retreat. Over and over. All of it at his achingly slow pace. Skylar gasped. The staged rhythm meant that Ward and Charlie would each be able to feel his own cock sliding past the other through Skylar's inner walls. Like frotting, but with a thin barrier between them. And Skylar got to enjoy the thrust and glide of each cock individually as well as together. Oh hell . It was like magic.

Charlie's face flushed, and his lips parted, letting out panted breaths.

“Oh fuck,” Skylar gasped. “I think he likes that.”

Charlie nodded.

“And you?” Ward asked, leaning down over him as he kept up the hypnotic drag of their cocks inside him.

“Holy fuck sticks, are you kidding me?” Skylar gushed. “Don't stop. Please, don't ever stop. Sheesh, Daddy. Your cocks. Both at once. Criminy. I've never felt so full,” he added, and even though it wasn't physically true, it was most definitely true on an emotional level. “Fuck, I wish we could do this bare,” he blurted out. “I wish you both could come inside me. Shoot your big loads deep in my body so that they'll never come out.”

Ward tightened his grip on Skylar's hips, holding him down firmly on their lengths. “Geez, Sky.” He gave a few stuttered thrusts while holding him in place, like his hips had a mind of their own. “Fuck.”

Charlie gasped.

Ward went still. “Charlie?”

The boy blushed and tried lifting his hips, grinding up against them. He quickly signed something, then covered his eyes again.

“What was that?” Ward asked. “I didn't catch all of it.”

“Oh.” Skylar breathed a laugh. “He said he felt your balls rubbing against his.” Skylar paused, twisting around. “Is that okay?”

Ward's lips parted, and his chest heaved. He glanced at Charlie, then gave a slow, experimental thrust. His eyes drifted shut as a shudder ran through his body. “Yeah,” he choked out, his voice sounding strangled. “That's definitely okay. Oh fuck.” He let go of Skylar and reached down between their bodies.

Charlie arched his back and moaned.

Skylar tried twisting around more, wanting to see what Ward was doing, but then the big man muttered a curse, snatched Skylar by the hips, and started thrusting again like a man possessed, still slow and steady but so firmly in control. “Holy…” Skylar sank on top of Charlie, letting Ward have his way with him. With both of them.

“ Hhnn ,” Charlie whined. When Skylar looked up to ask what was wrong, he saw Charlie uncover his eyes just long enough to sign, Loud .

Before Skylar could do or say anything, Ward leaned down closer, blanketing his body. Ward planted his right elbow on the bed, then rested his right hand over Charlie's eyes. “Daddy's got you,” Ward murmured. “Hold onto Sky, okay?”

Charlie gave a tiny nod and blindly wrapped his arms around Skylar. He paused there, then let go with one arm and reached past Skylar, holding onto Ward as well.

“Geez,” Ward cursed, sounding like the word was forced out through clenched teeth.

Skylar burrowed into Charlie and followed the boy's example. He reached back with one hand, grabbing Ward's thigh, feeling the powerful strength of the man's muscles as Ward thrust into him over and over, pushing and pulling Skylar up and down Charlie's cock as he went.

Everything became a blur. Skylar couldn't tell where one of them ended and another began. They were so wholly connected. Moving together. Naked skin against naked skin. Panted breaths and muted cries. Skylar's heart beat out of control. And with the way he was trapped between Ward and Charlie, Skylar felt their heartbeats, too. Rapid. Frantic. Totally in sync.

They came together in an explosion of muffled cries. Charlie arched his back while Ward thrust in deep and held there, curled around Skylar.

And Skylar nearly burst into tears. Physically, it wasn't the most powerful orgasm of his life. Truth be told, he wouldn't even rank it in the top ten. But emotionally? It beat out every other orgasm he'd ever had, combined.

He felt their cocks pulsing inside him. Felt the jerks and spasms with every jet of cum that shot into the condoms. Ward and Charlie, coming inside his body, both at once. Sharing him. Part of him. Making him theirs.

It was almost perfect.

Skylar drifted on the sensations until he felt Charlie squirm beneath him.

“ Hhnnnnn .”

“Charlie?” Ward asked. “What's wrong, buddy?”

Skylar inwardly cursed. He didn't want to get up, but he also realized Charlie was about three seconds away from true annoyance. “He wants the condom off,” he told Ward.

“Okay,” Ward murmured. “Hang on.” Ward leaned down and pressed a kiss to Skylar's shoulder, then slowly pulled out. He paused there. “You okay?”

Skylar nodded even as a wave of loss hit him.

“Here we go,” Ward said. He hooked an arm around Skylar's waist, then reached between Skylar's legs with the other hand. “Nice and easy.”

Skylar looked down and watched as Ward held Charlie's condom in place, all while gently lifting Skylar off of Charlie's cock. A shudder ran through him when he felt it slip free. Damn it . He was so empty. The lingering, phantom sensation of that fullness was still there, but it wasn't the same. It was nothing but a tease. Like a part of himself had been ripped away.

Ward got up and disposed of the condoms, then came back to the foot of the bed. He stood there, wearing nothing but a soft smile, glancing from Skylar to Charlie and back.

Oh fuck . Skylar stared at him. He wanted to memorize Ward's face in that moment. The look of pure, bone-deep joy in his expression. Skylar reached for him.

At the same moment, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. When Skylar turned to look, he saw Charlie doing the same thing. Arms outstretched. Reaching for Ward. A needy look on his face.

Ward breathed a curse and climbed up onto the bed. He lay down on his back, curled an arm around each of them, and hauled them in close.

Skylar watched Charlie as they both snuggled up to Ward, their positions mirrored. Charlie almost looked guilty, but the expression slowly gave way to one of quiet contentment. Skylar smiled at him, then stretched over Ward to give Charlie a kiss.

Charlie let out a little squeak , then paused, eyeing Ward. When Skylar gave him a tiny nod, Charlie lifted his head and pursed his lips. “ Hhng? ”

Ward smiled. He cupped a hand around the back of Charlie's head and leaned in, giving him a sweet, lingering kiss. Then he turned and did the same with Skylar.

Charlie gave a happy chirp before resting his head on Ward's shoulder. He looked down at Skylar's left arm, draped across Ward's chest. Charlie reached out and touched the heart tattoo, tracing the line all the way down and back up. He let out another happy noise, then closed his eyes.

Skylar sucked in a breath and matched Charlie's position, his head on Ward's shoulder and his eyes closed. He snuggled in closer to Ward, needing as much contact as he could get.

He'd been wrong earlier.

This was perfect.