Chapter Twelve

Jonah

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I could tell the moment Isaac fell asleep. His breathing evened out and he let out a soft sigh of contentment. I had to admit, I was right there with wanting to fall asleep and bask a little longer in the afterglow of our sex, but I wanted to make sure Cody was okay.

Fucking Isaac’s tight ass while watching him go down on Cody was the single hottest moment of my life. Nothing I’d ever seen or done could compare to being connected to both of my men and sharing pleasure the way we had. It didn’t matter that I’d barely touched Cody and no one had penetrated him, he’d still been ours.

Gently, I reached out and put my hand on Cody’s slick chest, waiting until he slid his gaze over to meet mine.

“Are you okay?” I asked softly.

He didn’t answer, but the real and pure smile he gave me as he nodded spoke volumes.

“I’m just going to get a cloth. I’ll be right back.”

Even though it was the last thing I wanted to do, I sat up and climbed out of the bed, grabbing the condom as I did. Isaac was covered in his own cum and I didn’t want him to wake up with it still on him. As amazing as a shower for three could be, I didn’t think Cody was ready, or that Isaac would be up for it.

When I got to the bathroom I tossed the condom in the garbage and quickly wiped down. I found a small hand towel and wet it with warm water before bringing it back to the bedroom.

Cody and Isaac were laying exactly as I’d left them, only Isaac’s right arm lay over Cody’s chest protectively as Cody gently stroked his fingers over Isaac’s hand. The move was so sweet, and seeing them together stirred more than just my arousal.

Cody looked up and caught my eye, smiling as he watched me come to the side of the bed. Between the two of us we managed to move Isaac enough so I could clean him up. I tossed the cloth in his hamper and climbed back into bed with them.

“Hey,” Cody said softly as I settled next to him, a soft smile playing on his lips.

“Hey.” I reached out and brushed his long hair back from his forehead. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing. I had no idea it could be that intense.”

“What could?”

Cody shifted so his back was pressed up against Isaac’s front and he was playing little spoon. Isaac’s arm immediately slid around him and pulled him closer as he lay his cheek against Cody’s shoulder. Even in sleep Isaac couldn’t seem to get enough of our boy.

“Someone else touching me.” He blushed as I took his hand in mine and held it, brushing my thumb over his knuckles as I did. “Feeling Isaac’s mouth. It was... wow.”

“It’s pretty incredible. I remember my first blowjob. I’d thought I was going to die it felt so good.”

“Do you like giving them?”

“Blowjobs? Yeah. Not everyone does, but I do.”

“And what you did for Isaac...”

“Rimming him?”

“I’m not sure what that means.”

“When I teased his hole with my tongue,” I explained softly, trying not to smile as Cody’s face flushed red.

“Yeah. Is it good?”

“It is. Not everyone likes giving or receiving, but I really enjoy both.”

“I feel so...”

“So what?” I prompted softly, gripping his hand a little tighter.

“Inexperienced. You and Isaac have done all these things, know these things and I’m like some naïve kid. I had no idea rimming was a thing. I didn’t know you could do it any other way than from behind, and I have no idea what the fuck Isaac was doing with his tongue when he went down on me but holy shit it was amazing.”

“Cody, babe.” I waited until he looked into my eyes before continuing. “There’s nothing wrong with being inexperienced. The fact that you’re choosing to share yourself with us means everything. I don’t care that you didn’t know what rimming is, or you’re unsure of positions we can try. I’m here, we’re here, to help you figure it all out.”

“I just don’t want to disappoint anyone.”

“You couldn’t even if you tried,” I said softly, and it was the truth. “Just getting to be with you like this, laying here naked and spent, talking, is all I need.”

“You’d be okay with me not being able to be with you? Isaac said he would but I’m not sure I believe him.”

“Of course. Sex is a bonus, it’s not the reason why I want to be with you. And I know it’s not why Isaac is with us either.”

”Can I ask you something?”

“Always. You never have to ask permission.”

“Are you versatile?”

“Sure. I prefer to top but there are times when I crave feeling someone inside of me.”

“Isaac told me he’s versatile but doesn’t really have a preference.”

“He told me that too. What do you think your preference is?”

“I don’t know. Every time I think about it, dream about it, I’m bottoming.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that. A lot of men prefer to bottom.”

“But after everything... how can I want that?”

“Because it’s your choice now,” I said seriously, shaking off his hand so I could cup his cheek. “You want to experience how it feels now that you’re choosing to give yourself to someone.”

“Or two someones.” He smiled shyly and I chuckled.

“Or two someones.”

“Just watching Isaac, seeing how much he enjoyed that. How much you did...” He shook his head, pressing against my hand as he did. “It was so hot. It made me want to experience that too.”

“When you’re ready, we’ll make sure it’s as incredible as possible for you.”

“Thank you, Jonah. I know it’s not easy to be with someone like me—”

“Being with you and Isaac is as natural as breathing. There’s nothing wrong with you, at all. You’re Cody, the shy, sweet, beautiful and caring man I met at Open Arms. That’s what I see when I look at you.”

“You’re amazing. You and Isaac both are so amazing.”

“So are you, Cody. I just hope that one day you’ll be able to see yourself the way we do.”

Cody leaned forward, tilting his head for a kiss, which I readily gave him.

Everything I’d said was true. If this was the most he was able to give us, then I’d be happy. I wasn’t going to lie and say I didn’t crave him. I dreamed of being inside him, holding him close as we made love. I fantasized about watching him and Isaac together, and the idea of having all three of our bodies connected was almost too much to think about. I would love to try every position and combination we could possibly think of, with and without a thorough Google search, but it wasn’t necessary for us to be happy.

As we continued to kiss I could feel Cody’s energy change. At first his kisses had been sweet and gentle, but then he was pressing closer to me as his tongue darted out to meet mine.

Considering I had just come less than ten minutes ago, my dick should have stayed flaccid and uninterested, but when Cody reached out and ran his hand down my chest and over my abs before sliding toward my hip, my cock woke up and I found myself half hard.

“God, Cody,” I moaned against his lips, reaching up with one hand to cup his cheek and rub my thumb against his soft skin.

“Jonah,” he whispered against my kiss, and that’s when I felt the tip of his hard cock against my thigh.

“What do you want, Cody?” I asked, pulling far enough away from him so I could look into his eyes.

“I want to...”

“What is it?”

“I want to experience you, just you... if that’s okay.” He bit his lip as he looked into my eyes.

I desperately wanted to roll him over and bury myself deep inside his tight little body, but I knew that wasn’t what he was asking for. Watching him and Isaac together had been hot as fuck, but I would be lying if I said I hadn’t wished I’d gotten the chance to touch him too.

“It’s very okay.” I gave him another searing kiss before pausing to give him a chance to talk.

“Can you...” Cody’s hand closed around my wrist and I waited to see what he’d do next.

After a pause he gently guided my hand down between us, but stopped right above his groin.

“Do you want me to stroke you?” I asked softly as lust and desire spun out from deep inside my body.

“Please,” he almost begged, his voice breathy and desperate.

Fighting back the shudder that moved through my body at his plea, I gently grasped his shaft in my hand. Cody wasn’t huge, but he had decent length to him, and I had to bite back a groan as pre-cum dribbled onto my skin.

“Fuck you feel good in my hand.” I grunted softly and gave him a few gentle tugs, trying to figure out what he could handle just then.

“Fuck, Jonah.” Cody’s eyes squeezed closed as I spread his pre-cum over the head of his dick before teasing his slit with the tip of my finger. “God!”

I put my other hand on his hip, keeping him still. If this was the first time I’d get to touch him then I wanted him to relax while I gave him the most pleasure I could.

“I love your cock,” I said, my voice deep and husky, before I could stop myself.

Cody’s eyes widened as his pupils grew even bigger. Was Cody a fan of dirty talk?

“I love how you’re dripping for me, how hard and long you are,” I continued, hoping I wasn’t freaking him out.

“Yes, please keep talking.” He bit his lip as his body tensed.

I continued to tease Cody with slow, long drags on his dick as I shifted a little closer to him. Isaac was out like a light, but that didn’t mean I wanted to risk waking him up until we were done.

“Fuck,” Cody hissed, his eyes squeezing closed as one of his hands gripped my wrist and the other settled on my waist.

“Does that feel good, baby? You like feeling my hand on you? Stroking that long cock of yours?”

“Yes, I love it.” Cody nodded, his eyes bright with passion as his entire body tightened and tensed.

I could tell he was getting close, but something was holding him back. The dirty talk might be fun and turning him on, but I could see he needed more from me.

Leaning forward I pressed my lips against his in a soft kiss, using the tip of my tongue to tease his when he opened to me.

“You’re so beautiful, Cody. So perfect,” I whispered against his lips. “Just let go and feel, I’ve got you.”

At my words something seemed to snap into place for him and Cody nodded, his eyes on mine as I lifted my hand and spit into my palm. I wished the lube was closer, but spit would do if all I was doing was jerking him off.

As soon as I resumed teasing him, pulling on his dick with long, even strokes, his eyes widened and his breathing hitched.

“Oh fuck!” Cody cried out softly, shuddering hard enough it made Isaac moan in his sleep as his release shot out of him and hit me right in the chest.

“Wow... holy fuck.” He shook his head when I removed my hand from him. “Wow.

I pulled him close so we could exchange a few lazy kisses as he recuperated and his breathing evened out.  I didn’t stop kissing him until he pulled away, and the smile on his lips triggered something deep inside m.

“That was amazing, Jonah.”

“For me too, babe.” I gave him one last kiss and then rolled away from him so I could go and clean up, again. Almost all of Cody’s load had landed on me so I didn’t bother bringing a cloth back for him, and instead crawled into bed so we were in the same position as we’d been before our impromptu hand job.

My dick was hard and I could easily come again, but I didn’t really want to. Seeing Cody’s pleasure, knowing I had given it to him, was enough, and as I felt my arousal taper off it was replaced by a desperate sense of longing. I wanted Cody in a way he might not ever be ready for, but I’d been telling the truth when I’d said not having sex wasn’t a deal breaker for me. Just having him and Isaac in my life was more than I could have ever hoped for.

As we settled on the bed Isaac sighed in his sleep, his hand reaching out until it rested on my arm so he could hold me too.

Cody and I grinned at each other and I shifted closer so I could hold both of my young lovers as Isaac slept. We’d eventually have to get up and get something to eat before Cody went to work, but at that moment there was nowhere else I’d rather be.

* * * * *

We didn’t get a chance to see each other again for almost a week.

Isaac was up every morning at four-thirty for work, and Cody was scheduled for all late or closing shifts. I worked my usual hours, but ended up filling in for Josh’s evening shift at the shelter when a family emergency came up on Tuesday, which was Cody’s only day off that week.

It was frustrating, but we kept in touch through text and made a point to have our little conference calls whenever we could. I encouraged Cody and Isaac to spend time without me on Tuesday, and was happy when they agreed. The next day Isaac had called me when he’d gotten off work to talk. I’d asked how their date went and he’d told me that they’d kissed and engaged in some light petting, but it hadn’t felt right without me there.

That had warmed my heart, and put the little part of my mind that was afraid of being left behind at ease.

The two of them were best friends and they loved each other. They had a history I could never be a part of. While I knew they cared about me and wanted me around, I couldn’t seem to shut the nagging little voice in the back of my mind up as it told me I was the third wheel and would be the one who would get hurt when they realized there was no place for me in their lives.

The next time we all had free time was Saturday afternoon, exactly one week after we’d had dessert and then lunch at Cody’s place. He was working at six that night so we’d have a few extra hours together, but it was frustrating that we couldn’t get our schedules to sync up any better.

That Friday I was swamped with work. On Wednesday morning a pair of identical twins named Jordan and Nick had shown up at the shelter covered in bruises and terrified.

It seemed their mother’s boyfriend had walked in on one of the boys while he was masturbating to gay porn. The boyfriend had started ranting and beating the poor boy. His brother had heard his screams and rushed to help him. He’d taken quite a few hits as he’d tried to pull the man off his brother, and when they’d finally gotten free they’d run. They’d called their mother at her job, and she’d told them to wait for her to come and pick them up and they’d sort out the ‘misunderstanding’. The boys hadn’t realized until after their mother had come to get them that her boyfriend had called her and told her that he wouldn’t stay with her if she let the boys live at home.

Their mother had chosen her boyfriend and dropped the boys off at the emergency room so they could get looked at. Then she’d told them they could pick up their things on Friday when she and her boyfriend were at work.

It had been heartbreaking to watch them sitting on a loveseat, holding each other in shock as the gravity of the situation set in. They’d left the hospital before getting checked out and spent the night at a friend’s house before coming to the shelter for help.

Both of the twins were gay, but only one of them had been caught. It blew my mind that any mother would choose her boyfriend over her kids, especially since one of the boys had never told anyone he was gay as well.

I’d taken both boys to see the doctor we worked with and had them checked out. They were bruised and sore, but not really injured. Seeing as they were seventeen I’d called Galen in to work with them on getting a restraining order against the boyfriend, and go over their options since neither of them wanted to go home now that their mother had chosen him over them. The parents of the friend they’d stayed with were willing to take the boys in until school was finished, so it was just a matter of setting them up to make the transition as seamless as possible.

Josh and I had taken the boys to their house so they could pack up their things. They lived in a small house and it was obvious they didn’t have much, but they’d been strong as they’d gathered their clothes, school supplies, and a few personal items. The boyfriend had broken the laptop they shared in his anger, so I made a mental note to talk to a friend of mine who could get me a refurbished laptop for a good price so the boys would be able to keep up with school.

“You busy?” Galen asked as he knocked on the open door of my office.

“No more than usual.” I nodded for him to come in. “How’s it going with the paperwork?”

“It’s looking good. Their RO went through and the mom isn’t contesting anything. They don’t want to press charges against him and go through a trial, but at least now he can’t hurt them again. I’m in the process of notifying the school of their change of address and getting them set up to move in with their friend.”

“I don’t understand how any mother could turn their back on their child just because they were gay, but both of their kids? It reminds me how lucky I am.”

Galen nodded but sighed. “My family did it to me, mind you it was this year and I’m an adult so it wasn’t nearly as rough on me. Blaze’s family did the same to him and he went through hell because of it. Nothing surprises me anymore.”

I didn’t know much about Blaze’s past, only that he’d been kicked out at fifteen and had spent six years homeless and living on the streets before he’d come to the shelter for drug and alcohol treatment. He’d left a few years before I’d started and I only knew him through his volunteer work. He didn’t talk about his past much, but he was really good at talking to kids who were in danger of falling into the traps he had about the dangers of substance abuse.

“Did you ever find out who broke into your office?” I’d been meaning to ask but it had slipped my mind.

“Not yet. I narrowed down the missing files, though.”

“Oh?” I asked when he gave me a strange look.

“You didn’t hear?”

“No, should I have?”

“I told Christianne and she said she’d inform the staff.”

Christianne Ryan was the founder of Open Arms. Her son had been killed in a gay bashing fifteen years ago when he was twenty, only six months after her husband had died of a heart attack. Opening the shelter had been her passion and her therapy, and she was the kindest and most generous woman I’d ever met.

Christianne was actually the reason I’d wanted to work here. I’d read about her story and applied for a job. After a phone interview I’d flown out to meet with her, and when she’d offered me a position I hadn’t hesitated. I’d packed up, moved across the country and started a new life here. She was in her mid-sixties and semi-retired now, but she was still very active in the running of the shelter and we all considered her our boss.

“No one told me.”

“They were my case files from the kids here.”

“What?”

“All of the missing files were from my cases here. Nothing else was taken.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah. Someone knew what they were looking for, but we can’t figure out why. I have a new security system and put all of my files in a safe now, but it’s still unnerving to know that someone specifically targeted this place and the kids I’ve helped.”

“Are the police looking into it?”

“Actively. I’m hoping they can figure it out before whoever did this puts whatever plan they had in place.”

I sat back in shock. There were dozens of kids Galen had helped since he’d started volunteering his time. He’d done everything from RO’s and emancipations, to getting parents to relinquish their rights, and had even overseen a few adoptions. Whoever had those files could hurt a lot of kids, and they’d already been through enough.

* * * * *

What’s up?

I glanced down at Isaac’s text and smiled. It was nine o’clock on Friday and Cody was working. I’d thought about inviting him over but hadn’t wanted to make Cody feel left out.

Shitty day. How are you?

Want to talk about it? I can come over.

You wouldn’t mind?

Mind having a chance to see you? Are you nuts?!

Lol. Point taken. You can come over if you like.

I like! I’ll be there in twenty.

The door will be unlocked for you.

True to his word Isaac was over in twenty minutes. He came in, locking the door behind him and found me on the couch.

“I could have been a serial killer you know,” he admonished playfully as he came to sit with me. “Didn’t your momma teach you to always lock the door when you’re home?”

“I grew up in a subdivision outside of Flagstaff.” I grinned. “No one locked their doors.”

“Yeah, well, you’re in the big city now. We lock our doors to keep the bad guys out.”

“What about sexy boyfriends?” I asked as I put my arm over his shoulder and pulled him close.

“We lock the doors to keep those in,” he said cheekily as he curled up next to me, putting his head on my chest as he reached up to hold my hand. “What’s going on?”

I told him about Nick and Jordan, at least what I could, and about Galen’s files.

“Wow. That’s really bad.”

“Yeah. A lot of kids could get hurt, it just doesn’t make sense.”

“Maybe they were looking for one file and took them all in a rush? It’s bad, but maybe it’s not as bad as it seems.”

“You have a way of making things clearer, you know that?” I kissed his temple and breathed in his unique smell. Whatever body wash he used was a little spicy, and when it mixed with his natural male scent it was intoxicating.

“I’m an optimist.” He cuddled against me and sighed. “This feels nice.”

“It does,” I agreed.

“What else is bothering you?”

“How could you tell?”

“Your body. You’re still stiff, and not in a good way.”

I laughed, grateful to have him there. “It’s those boys.”

“The twins?”

“Yeah. I don’t understand how a mother could abandon both her kids, especially since only one of them was outed.”

“It’s not that crazy. Our mom did the same thing.”

“What?” I pulled away so I could look into his eyes.

“She had us when she was a teenager and remarried when we were eighteen. She didn’t want her old life and her new life to mix so she moved on. We never hear from her or see her. The last time was at her wedding.”

“Isaac... I had no idea.”

“I didn’t tell you the details,” he pointed out. “It’s not the worst thing. I have Noah so it’s not like I’m alone.”

“Did it have anything to do with you being gay?”

“I doubt it. She didn’t really like the idea but never said anything about not accepting it. Her thing was that she couldn’t understand it.”

“So it’s just you and your brother? No other family?”

“None that we know of. My grandparents were the only other family we had, but they died when we were twelve in a car accident.”

“I’m sorry.” I pulled him close and kissed his soft hair as I held him close. “Especially about your mom.”

“It’s been seven years. She made her choice and I’m making my own life.”

“That’s a good way to look at it.”

Just then Isaac’s phone beeped, and I let go of him so he could dig it out of his pocket. By the grin that spread across his face, I knew it was Cody who’d texted him.

“Tristan asked to switch shifts with Cody. He’s working ten until four tomorrow.” He glanced up, a wide smile on his face. “He wants to know if we can change our plans.”

“Ask him if he likes steak,” I said with a grin as an idea bloomed in my mind.

“Steak?” Isaac looked confused but typed in the question. A moment later his phone beeped with a reply. “He likes steak.”

“Do you?”

“I love steak.”

“Ask him if he’d like to go out for dinner.”

“Okay— wait. Are you asking us out on a date?”

The look on his face was so cute, but also a bit comical. He seemed genuinely shocked that I’d want to go out in public with them.

“I am. Do you not want to—”

“No! I mean, hell yeah I do. I just didn’t think... never mind. I’ll ask Cody.”

I glanced over his shoulder as he typed his message and grinned.

Jonah wants to take us out. You in?

YES!!!!!

Isaac and I laughed as he typed in that he’d send more details later and tucked his phone away.

“I think he’s excited.” I grinned, sighing when Isaac resumed his position curled up against me.

“I’d say so. It’s his first date.”

“Right, it would be.”

“It’s not mine, but it’s the first in a long time. And my first as a threesome,” he added with a laugh.

“Mine too, about the threesome.”

“Oh?” He nudged me playfully. “You a big dater?”

“I’ve had my share,” I said truthfully.

“I feel there’s more to this conversation but I don’t know what to ask.”

“I’ve gone on a lot of dates but haven’t had many boyfriends.”

“Any reason?”

“I never found the right person. After I broke up with my highschool boyfriend I dabbled, then I met David... after that I looked but never really found who I was looking for.”

“You’re getting stiff again,” Isaac said quietly as he looked up at me.

“A year before I moved here I started dating someone. I fell pretty hard for him and I thought things were going well. I found out he was cheating on me the entire time we were together. The worst part was that it was with my best friend. Last I heard they were engaged and looking at adopting. I needed a change and to get away from everything, so I moved here to work at Open Arms.”

“I’m so sorry, Jonah. That’s the worst kind of betrayal.”

“I’m over it now, and it brought me here to you and Cody so it obviously happened for a reason.”

Isaac leaned up and gave me a soft and sweet kiss before snuggling up against me again.

“I’m really glad you came to The Den that night.”

“Me too, baby.”

His fingers were tracing an idle pattern on my stomach and I had to fight my arousal as my cock stirred. Now wasn’t the time to be popping wood.

There was so much more I wanted to say, but didn’t know how to start. Instead I just held Isaac tighter and enjoyed the feel of his hard body against mine as we sat in silence.

I still couldn’t believe I had someone like Isaac in my life, but to also have Cody was beyond anything I could have ever hoped for. Even if it was only for a little while, I was glad I’d met them.

I shoved that offensive thought away and tried to focus on the man in my arms and the one we were going to see tomorrow. That negativity had no place in this moment.