Chapter 38

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CHARLIE

CHARLIE FIDGETED. They'd had to skip sex time that morning because of Skylar's errands, and his body wasn't happy about it. Still, he pushed through, forcing himself to endure.

Because his Sky was anxious, and that was more important.

Charlie hated seeing his Sky unhappy. That made him unhappy. But as the morning progressed, things slowly got easier.

They'd gone to Vaughn's shop first. That had been awful . Even inside the office, Charlie could hear the pneumatic tools. They were so loud! But once Skylar handed over his car keys so the tow truck driver could pick them up and go retrieve his car, a little bit of Skylar's anxiety went away. That made things quieter.

After that, they'd gone to the bank. Charlie had almost decided to stay in the truck for that, except his Sky's anxiety got loud again the moment they arrived. He had to make sure his Sky was going to be okay. So he'd followed him and Ward inside.

At least it was quieter than the repair shop had been. Too many low voices, but they weren't as loud as the noisy tools. While they were in there, Ward made Charlie keep a finger curled through one of Skylar's belt loops so he wouldn't wander off. That was probably a good thing. When they passed the little table with all the blank deposit and withdrawal slips, Charlie was sorely tempted to go back to it and straighten everything. One slip was even in the wrong slot! He needed to fix it so it was right.

But his Sky was more important.

So Charlie held onto his Sky's belt loop and idly listened as his Sky talked to a lady on the other side of the counter. Charlie didn't understand all of what they said. He understood the theory of banking, as well as the role a bank played within an economy, but he'd never directly dealt with some of the finer aspects of it. Whenever his parents went to the bank, Charlie always stayed in the car.

His Sky had a long discussion about balances, depositing cash, and changing an address. Then there was something about having a signatory removed. Apparently, Skylar's boss had access to the account since he'd helped Skylar set it up in the first place.

Charlie didn't like that. Not one bit.

But Ward assured him it was fixed. They'd closed that account, then opened another one only in Skylar's name. His Sky's money was safe.

Skylar's relief at that was so loud, it was all Charlie could do to hold still. He needed to rock. Or squeak. Or something . But there were too many people around. They'd make fun of him for sure. Charlie didn't like it when people made fun of him.

So he trembled, keeping everything locked in. It wasn't until they were back in the truck that Charlie let go. He rocked and bounced in the seat, needing to let it all out of his body before he could even think about putting his seatbelt back on.

After that, he needed sex time even more. He needed the release.

But they weren't done yet.

They went to the pharmacy next. Charlie could hardly even listen as Skylar talked about having his prescriptions forwarded there. All around him, there were shelves full of bottles and boxes. He itched to straighten them all. They were close, but definitely not perfect. He needed them to be perfect. His Sky's tension was loud enough without having to see that chaos all around him.

Finally, they got back into the truck and returned to Ward's apartment.

But then his Sky had to make a bunch of phone calls. Charlie rocked as he listened. His Sky talked endlessly about closing accounts and paying off balances. Then there was something about a forwarding mail address. Charlie had no idea what any of that meant, but it was clearly important. His Sky was so utterly focused, it was like nothing else existed.

Once he was done, though? If Skylar's relief in the bank had been palpable, this was downright explosive. Skylar collapsed back on the couch, his phone nearly slipping from his hand. Charlie caught it and set it on the coffee table just as Ward walked in, carrying an empty laundry basket. He'd been keeping busy while Skylar was on the phone, since he hadn't had time for chores over the weekend.

Skylar sat right back up at the sight of him. He looked from Ward to Charlie and back, then slowly stood. Skylar took a step away from the couch, then a half step back, looking torn.

Charlie stood as Ward approached.

“How's it going?” Ward asked.

“I got it all done,” Skylar said. “I mean, as much as I can today. I'm waiting to hear back from my doctor, but–” He broke off, reaching out for both of them.

Charlie clasped his Sky's hand and stepped in closer just as Ward did the same.

Skylar panted. “I need–”

“Sky,” Ward interrupted. “We talked about this.”

“No, it's not that,” Skylar insisted, shaking his head. “It's not a matter of owing you.” He paused, looking from Ward to Charlie and back again. “I need this. Need you ,” he emphasized, focusing on each of them in turn. “Please. Daddy, please,” Skylar begged. “I need to be yours. I need to feel clean again. I need it to be over.”

Ward's expression changed, his eyes softening and going dark. He muttered a curse under his breath. “Geez, Sky.” He shifted closer, and Charlie couldn't help doing the same. It left the three of them pressed up against each other, all of them breathing hard. “Charlie?” Ward asked. “Is that okay?”

Charlie nodded emphatically. He needed to be inside his Sky really badly, but Ward had to be part of it now, too. It didn't feel right otherwise. Charlie grabbed his Sky and kissed him, but then he had to kiss Ward next. And then he had to see Ward kiss his Sky.

That in itself was really growing on him. He loved the way Ward somehow managed to take complete control while also being so gentle, like his Sky was made of glass.

They shuffled into the bedroom in a tangle of limbs, sharing kisses all the way. Then it was a race to get undressed, all three of them tugging desperately at each other's clothing. Charlie didn't even care when it all got tossed randomly aside. He couldn't see the mess past the beauty of the naked bodies before him.

But his penis was so hard that it ached. Charlie needed inside his Sky. Needed it now .

A hand grabbed him there. Charlie gasped, torn out of a kiss with Skylar. He looked down to see Ward rolling a condom into place.

“Come here, sweet boy,” Ward murmured, gently nudging Charlie into position between Skylar's legs. “You've been so patient all morning. I'm so proud of you.”

Charlie whimpered, falling eagerly on top of his Sky. Ward's hands steadied and soothed him, one resting lightly on his back, the other still holding his penis, guiding it into place. Charlie felt his tip touch Skylar's body.

He let out a cry and thrust inside.

Charlie sank into his Sky and went completely still. It felt too good. He'd been craving this for hours. Weeks, really. He hadn't had a chance to be with his Sky since the last time all three of them had been together. It was almost too much.

But Ward's hand gently stroked his back, soothing him, grounding him. Charlie moaned and started to move. When Ward tried to take his hand away, Charlie whined and signed for him to put it back. So Ward did. The big man touched him all over, tugging on his hair, smoothing down his back, groping and squeezing his buttocks. All the while, Ward touched Skylar, too, keeping them all connected. Ward wasn't inside Skylar with him like last time, but they were all part of this.

And, somehow, that made it even better than if it had just been himself and his Sky alone.

Charlie lost himself in sensation. He chased after the pleasure, needing the release. Charlie burrowed into his Sky, hiding his face, thrusting faster and faster.

“Feels so good, Charlie,” his Sky murmured, holding onto him. “So good. I love it when you fuck me. Don't stop.”

“ Hhng ,” Charlie moaned. He knew he had to hold back the noises. There were people in the apartments on the other side of those walls, and they were bound to hear him if he got too loud. But he couldn't help letting it out a little bit. Just a few little noises that he failed to hold back, too caught up in the exquisite pleasure of his Sky's body.

“Don't stop, Charlie,” Skylar panted. “You feel so good inside me. I love your cock. Jeebus , you're fucking me so good.”

Charlie thrust faster. As much as he usually hated unnecessary talk, he loved it when his Sky talked like this. He wasn't even sure why. All Charlie knew was that it spurred him on, making him want it more, making him more desperate to move.

Ward took his hand away.

Charlie lifted his head and whined.

“Easy, buddy,” Ward murmured. He shifted slightly, easing his other arm into a different position, then put his hand back on Charlie's skin. “Daddy's right here.”

Charlie almost scowled at the term, still not fully understanding it, but the physical sensations overpowered everything else, making the confusion fall by the wayside.

Ward curled his fingers firmly but gently in Charlie's hair, pulling him in for a kiss.

Charlie moaned into it, feeling completely at the man's mercy.

“Oh fuck,” Skylar gasped. “That's hot. Sheesh , don't stop. Kiss him, Daddy. Own his mouth.”

Ward muttered a curse. He let go of Charlie's hair, running that big hand down his back instead. It stopped on Charlie's buttocks again, kneading and groping, helping Charlie along as he thrust into his Sky over and over.

Then Ward thrust his tongue past Charlie's lips.

Charlie cried out as an orgasm crashed through him.

“ Hhng! ”

It was blinding. Explosive. Having a part of Ward inside him while he was inside his Sky? Nothing in the world compared to that sensation.

Charlie collapsed on top of his Sky, gasping.

Soothing hands moved over him, easing the trembles away. Charlie slowly caught his breath, then lifted his head off Skylar's shoulder. He needed Ward's help to pull out and flop over onto his side, feeling drained from the intensity of his pleasure.

Charlie drifted as Ward grabbed his penis, removing the condom before gently fondling him there. “ Hhng .” He was really sensitive, but it felt good. Too good. He'd never thought he'd want anyone but his Sky to touch him there. But having Ward do it?

For whatever reason, it just felt right.

“Daddy,” Skylar whimpered.

“Easy, kitten,” Ward murmured. “Daddy's right here.”

Charlie watched Ward roll on a condom of his own. His heartbeat picked back up as he tracked their movements, knowing that Ward would be inside his Sky. Knowing that he wanted it.

Ward gently rolled Skylar onto his side, then pulled Charlie in closer. It left Charlie and his Sky lying face-to-face. Ward scooted up behind Skylar, holding his penis, aiming it at Skylar's body.

Charlie couldn't stop staring.

“Hey, Charlie?” Ward murmured. “Why don't you hold him open for me?”

Charlie gasped. He was supposed to help Ward put his penis inside Skylar? A tremble ran through him, making him have to curl up and hide his face for a moment. But then he looked right back up and reached over, grabbing his Sky by the buttock. Charlie gently tugged, leaving his Sky's openings more exposed.

Ward swooped in and gave Charlie a long, hungry kiss. “That's my good boy.” He lined up and slowly pushed inside, right where Charlie's penis had just been.

Skylar let out a ragged moan. “ Holy bajeezus fuck yes ,” he gasped, the words almost running together. “Daddy, more!”

Ward muttered a curse as he pulled back, then slowly thrust in again.

Skylar whimpered. “Daddy!”

Charlie frowned. Something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Skylar closed his eyes, his hands tightening where they touched Charlie. He hooked a leg over Charlie's hip, pulling him in closer as he gasped and moaned.

Charlie liked that. He liked feeling Skylar's naked body pressed up hard against his own. And when Ward reached across Skylar to touch Charlie, too? “ Hhng .” It felt so incredibly good. Like Ward was somehow fucking them together. And didn't that put an interesting image in his head!

Before Charlie could really process that, his Sky moaned again.

“Jiminy Christmas on a mountaintop,” Skylar gasped. “Daddy!”

Ward chuckled. “There you are,” he murmured, nuzzling behind Skylar's ear as he kept slowly thrusting. “I was starting to worry.”

Without opening his eyes, Skylar winced.

“Hey, kitten, shhh . It's okay. Everything's fine now. You're safe. It's over.” Ward pressed a kiss to Skylar's cheek. “Just feel, sweetheart. That's all you have to do right now. Hold onto Charlie. Just be here with us.”

Skylar moaned, holding Charlie tighter. “Oh fuck, Daddy. Don't stop. Don't stop! Jeebus . Your cock. Fuck.”

Charlie frowned. There was that weird feeling again. The sense that something was wrong. Charlie held onto his Sky, watching, trying to figure out what exactly was off about this whole thing.

His Sky kept babbling nonsense as Ward fucked him, the big man moving slowly the whole time. It was so different from the way Charlie fucked his Sky. And his Sky looked different, too.

Skylar's skin was more flushed with color. His breaths coming harder and faster. The little hairs on his arms stood up, and his toes curled.

“Oh please,” Skylar gasped, squeezing his eyes shut. “Please, Daddy, please…”

“Let go, kitten,” Ward murmured, pulling Charlie in close so Skylar was trapped tightly between them. “Just feel and let it all go.”

“Oh…oh…fuck…yes… Oh! ”

Skylar bucked between them, his hips jerking, all his muscles clenching up tight before his whole body seemed to go completely boneless.

Charlie stared at his Sky as he finally realized what was wrong.

That was an orgasm. A real one. He hadn't fully registered the difference the last time the three of them were together. The added sensations and the newness of sharing his Sky with Ward had been too much all at once. He hadn't had enough space in his brain to process anything else. Plus, his eyes had been closed then, so he hadn't been able to see. But now? Charlie saw it. Saw the raw, genuine loudness of his Sky's pleasure.

Which meant his Sky had been faking it with him this whole time. All the years they'd been together.

Charlie screamed.