36. Mac

CHAPTER 36

MAC

Mac woke to the feel of hot breath on his shoulder and neck and the pressure of weight across his side. Weird, he thought, until he opened his eyes to see the top of Drew's head tucked below his chin. Lee's arm was draped over him, his fingers loosely tangled with Drew's.

He glanced past Drew to the nightstand, the bottle of lube, the box of condoms, and a digital clock showing just past four A.M. When he had to work mornings, he usually rose about now, exhaustion always trying to drag him back toward the fluffy pillows on his bed. For once, he felt rested in a way he hadn't in a long time. He supposed it was the early hour that they went to bed, his boyfriends cuddled on both sides of him. They should have been disappointed, but neither man had grumbled about hitting the sack before the sun had even set.

Lee's hand moved, rising and stroking his arm in a soothing motion. Mac relaxed under Lee's caress for a moment before his bladder decided it had had enough. He carefully turned over.

Lee's eyes were wide open and assessing. "Okay?" he whispered.

Mac nodded. "Bathroom."

Lee rolled off the bed and waited for Mac to get up before he sat on the edge. Mac hurried into the en suite, shutting the door and taking care of business. When he came out, he was treated to the sight of Lee stretching, his entire body on display. Wide shoulders, his back narrowing into a vee, taut buttocks, thickly muscled thighs, toned calves. A veritable feast and Mac's mouth watered.

Drew groaned as he stretched out on the bed. "For four in the morning, I'm surprisingly awake."

"No shit," Lee chuckled, bending over and touching the ground. Mac barely kept himself from reaching out and squeezing those glorious globes. "We went to bed at like eight. I'm usually in bed at ten and up by six, anyway." A pillow hit Lee in the ass and he snorted.

Mac leapt onto the bed, laughing like a crazy man as he made Drew screech. He threw a leg over Drew's waist and tickle-attacked his bestie, who squirmed and wriggled as he tried to shake Mac loose.

"Fuck, fuck, stop. Oh my god, I'm going to pee on the bed if you don't."

Lee pulled Mac off with an, "Oh no, you don't."

Mac landed on the bed in a wide sprawl, cracking up while Drew took gulping breaths to calm down. This was good. He didn't want things to be weird with Drew now that they were together-together. Sure, they'd shared a bed before, but never like this, never as boyfriends. He wished they hadn't waited so long to try again, but then again, they'd both been afraid.

Drew rolled off his side of the bed and shuffled like an old man to the bathroom, moaning about early morning kinks, setting Mac off again. He had some ideas about kinks, and after yesterday's interlude, Mac figured he could get his kink on without anyone safe-wording.

Settling against the headboard on a stack of pillows with the sheet draped across his lap, Mac watched Lee stretch, ogling his hard body. When a second nude one appeared coming from the bathroom, he got a two-for-one show. He rubbed his chest before sliding his hand down his stomach and under the sheet. As his cock grew, he kept up the light contact, cat-calling until they struck poses for him. It wasn't long before he'd created a noticeable tent.

Lee nudged Drew, and they exchanged knowing glances. Drew moved to the end of the bed and tugged on the top sheet. The fabric caressed his cock as it was pulled off, and Mac wiggled lower, displaying his hard length with a hand around the base.

"Come kiss me," Mac said, curling his fingers "Come hither."

Like sexy tigers, growling and showing their teeth, his men crawled up the bed. Lee on his right; Drew between his legs. Lee helped Mac spread, giving Drew's wide shoulders more room as he sank to the mattress, placing kisses on Mac's cock and balls.

While Drew took his time exploring every inch of flesh in the vee of Mac's legs, Lee played with Mac's nipples, rubbing, flicking, and pinching, before moving on to licking, sucking, and biting. Mac placed his hands on their heads, lightly scratching their scalp, since neither had enough hair for him to pull. He'd have to ask for them to grow it out in the off-season… after the playoffs… after the?—

His thoughts scattered the moment Drew's mouth descended over his cockhead, enclosing his erection in hot, wet heat. God damn, he didn't think he was that close, but Drew's mouth was magic. And if Drew's reaction yesterday to Lee's blowjob was any indication, he was in for a double dose of witchcraft.

Was telepathy a thing for throuples…? Because the next thing Mac knew, his boyfriends had changed places, and he was experiencing Lee's special brand of enchantment.

He could barely speak. The only sounds pouring from him were grunts and groans; the only words: more, yes, so good, and keep going until he pulled his cock from Lee's mouth and jerked himself until he came in streaks across his abs.

Drew was the first to swipe his tongue through the mess he'd made. Lee took the second lick. They alternated until not a drop was left, even sucking away the last dribble from his slit before they looked at each other and dove into a hard kiss above him.

With two engorged cocks in his sightline, Mac didn't think. He just took hold and stroked fast, bringing them off in short order as they moaned into the other's mouth, their cum coating his fingers and falling onto him. They shuddered through the aftershocks, holding on and breathing hard. He kept them going until Lee settled, sitting back on his heels. Drew blinked, licking at his swollen lips before doing the same.

Mac glanced down at his body, at the mingled cum on his chest. He swirled his fingers through it and popped them in his mouth. Would he have wanted to taste one without the other? Sure, but this seemed right for their first time. Because if they lasted, he figured they'd have plenty of chances.