Chapter Six

Jonah

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“Hello?”

I picked up my cell phone without looking at the call ID. The only people who called me instead of texting were my parents and a few of my siblings so I assumed it was one of them.

“Jonah?”

“Isaac, hi.”

I recognized the voice on the other end of the line immediately, and looked up from my computer screen.

“Hi. Is this an okay time to call?”

“Yeah, I’m just at work.”

“You must be really dedicated, it’s almost nine o’clock,” he said lightly.

“It’s my turn to stay until the night worker comes in. Makes for a long day,” I explained, a smile tugging at my lips. “I’m just working on some files. How are you doing?”

“Good. Still waiting for my job site to open up again.”

It had been three days since I’d left Isaac’s house after our little talk about Cody.

I didn’t know what it was about Isaac, but from the moment I’d met him, I’d felt something. I was drawn to him, and it wasn’t just the fact that he was gorgeous or had been receptive to my flirting.

I hadn’t been able to get that night out of my head. He’d been so perfect, so beautiful. I’d never had a partner I connected with like I did with Isaac. Everything about our encounter had driven me crazy. Every kiss had enflamed my desire, and every touch had made me crave more. I’d been right there on the edge myself when he’d admitted how close he was, and taking the time to jerk him off had given me a chance to calm the fuck down so I didn’t nut the second he touched me.

Watching his pleasure, hearing his cries... it had been amazing. He’d fully given in to the moment, and it had taken every ounce of self-control I had to stop after we’d both found our pleasure.

I’d wanted him, fuck I’d wanted him, but I hadn’t been able to get Cody, and by extension, David, out of my mind as soon as I’d come back to earth after that mind melting orgasm.

“Making good use of your time off, are we?” I asked teasingly.

“If you call gaming and sleeping in making good use, then you betcha.”

“As long as you’re enjoying yourself.” I chuckled.

“So, I talked to Cody last night.”

“Oh?” My heart sank at the tone of his voice. He sounded serious, and serious usually didn’t work out so well for me.

“It was a little surreal,” he said after a pause.

“What do you mean?”

“He admitted that he has feeling for me.”

“By the tone of your voice I’m guessing they’re strong feelings...”

“He said he loves me.”

“And you love him.”

“Yeah.” He sighed. “But that’s not the surreal part.”

“What do you mean?”

“He asked me about us, when we left together.”

“What did he want to know?”

“He wanted me to tell him about what we did. In detail.”

“How did he react?”

Did Cody have some sort of masochistic side where he wanted to hear about things that would hurt him?

“It turned him on.”

“What?”

“Like really turned him on. He kissed me.”

“Is that the first time he’s kissed you?”

“It’s the first time I’ve been able to do more than give him a hug. The last time I touched his thigh he panicked.”

“And he kissed you?”

“Yeah. Then he wanted me to kiss him.”

“How did he handle that?”

“He was fine. He let me touch his cheek, use my tongue. It was night and day from how he usually is.”

“So what does this mean? Are you and he a thing now?”

“No. He realized I have feelings for you too and he told me to explore things with you.”

“And you think he’s really okay with that?”

“I think so. It’s kind of fucked up, but I think he really is.”

“So what do you want?”

“I want to see you again, if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” I couldn’t help grinning, even though my mind was racing. “What are you doing tomorrow night?”

“Not a thing.”

“Want to come to my place. I make a mean spaghetti and meatballs.”

“Sounds awesome.”

“Great.” Just then I heard the front door chime. I stood and headed to the main doors. “I have to go, someone just came in. I’ll text you my address. Does seven work for you?”

“Seven’s perfect.”

“Okay, then I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” I ended the call as I turned the corner and almost dropped my phone when I saw who was standing in front of the main desk. “Cody?”

“Hi. Can we talk?”

“Um, sure. Do you want to come to my office?”

“Yeah.”

I nodded for him to follow me, my head spinning.

He didn’t seem as nervous this time, and he’d been able to look me in the eye while we’d talked. That was progress.

When we were in my office I closed the door. I motioned for him to sit on one of the plush chairs I used for my sessions, while I sat on my desk chair.

“So, what’s up, Cody?”

“I hope you don’t mind me coming here.”

“Of course not. Is everything okay?”

“Have you talked to Isaac?”

“I just got off the phone with him.”

“Oh.”

“Cody, are you here because you need a friend, or a therapist. I need to know which hat to wear.”

“Friend.”

“Okay. I can do that.”

“I’ve been thinking a lot about things, and I...”

“You what?”

“I’m confused, but I can’t get the two of you out of my head.”

“Have you changed your mind—”

“Not at all. I mean, I can’t stop picturing the two of you together.”

“Isaac told me how that affected you.”

“Do you think I’m a freak?” he asked in a small voice.

“Not at all. It turns you on, there’s nothing messed up about that.”

“Do things like that turn you on?”

“Picturing two men I find attractive being intimate? Yeah, it does.”

At that moment an image of Cody and Isaac laying together in my bed, their lithe bodies wrapped around each other as they kissed flashed through my mind. The picture was so vivid and hot my dick instantly hardened, and the fact that I was wearing dress pants instead of jeans made that fact extremely obvious.

“What are you thinking about?” Cody asked softly as he looked down at my crotch, biting his lip before looking back up at me.

“You and Isaac together.”

“You get it, then.”

“I get it.” I nodded, my voice husky.

Cody looked at me closely, and after a moment he stood and walked toward me.

“Cody?” I asked when he stopped in front of me.

“Can you stand up?”

I nodded and stood. We were less than a foot apart and I could almost feel the heat coming off his body, even with the distance.

“I want to try something. Is that okay?” he asked, looking up at me. His blue eyes were bright and open, and I didn’t see any fear in them.

“Okay.”

Cody pulled in a deep breath and stepped closer to me, closing the distance between us. We weren’t quite touching, but I could feel the material of his shirt brushing against mine.

Slowly, almost gingerly, he moved his hands and placed them on my shoulders. I could feel jolts of electricity sparking where he was touching me, and then he moved up on his tiptoes as he gently pulled me down to meet him.

I instinctively held my breath as he kissed me, afraid of scaring him or pushing things out of his comfort zone. His lips were soft against mine, but there was some pressure in his kiss. I balled my hands into fists and kept them at my sides, barely managing to bite back a groan as his tongue touched my bottom lip.

The kiss was pretty chaste and innocent, but it rocked something deep inside me and a floodgate of emotions opened up. Unable to stay passive any longer I parted my lips and ran the tip of my tongue over the seam of Cody’s lips. When he opened to me, welcoming me into his mouth with a sigh, I couldn’t stop a moan from escaping my lips.

“Try touching me, please,” Cody whispered against my lips.

Still kissing him and keeping it soft and sweet, I moved my hands so they rested on his hips. His grip tightened on my shoulders, and after a moment he pulled back.

I searched his eyes, looking for any sign of panic or fear, but all I saw was wonder and awe.

“Cody?”

“Wow.” He smiled up at me.

“It was,” I agreed. “Are you okay?”

“I’m good. Really good.”

“Can I ask what’s going on? Or do I not want to know?”

Cody stepped back so he wasn’t craning his neck to look up at me. “I might be completely off base, but you were interested in me, right? When we first me?”

“I was.”

“And you’re interested in Isaac now.”

“I am.”

“Do you think you can be interested in both of us, at the same time?”

“I don’t understand what you’re asking. Do you want to date both of us?”

By the way Cody’s cheeks flushed and he bit his lip, I figured I’d hit the nail on the proverbial head.

“How would this work? What do you want?” I asked.

I’d never been one for tradition and I’d dated more than one man at the same time before, but the relationships had been separate and things had been casual. Something told me things wouldn’t stay casual with either Isaac or Cody, and I needed to know if I was just a placeholder until the two of them got together.

“I want both of you.... at the same time.”

“Do you mean literally at the same time? Like the three of us date? Or just see us simultaneously?”

“Like the three of us date.”

My breath caught at the thought of getting to be with both of them, to experience both men at the same time.

I’d never been in a poly relationship, but had been in a few threesomes before and they’d been hot as fuck. The thought of being in a threesome with Cody and Isaac was enough to make my already hard cock swell even more. I was getting dangerously close to blue balls territory.

“Do you think that could work?” he asked softly.

“I’d be open to it.” I nodded. “Have you talked to Isaac?”

“Not yet. I wanted to know if I could...”

“If you could kiss me too?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you think Isaac would be into something like this?”

“I don’t know. He’s a relationship guy. He doesn’t mess around unless there’s something there.”

“Why don’t you talk to him? He’s supposed to come over to my house tomorrow for dinner. Talk to him, see what he wants. If he’s open to it then come to dinner with us and we’ll test out how the dynamic works. If he’s not interested then we’ll figure something out, okay?”

“Okay.” Cody smiled and licked his lip. That simple move sent a shockwave of arousal through me and I cursed my overactive hormones. “I should go.”

“Okay. I need to do my rounds anyway.”

“Okay, well. I guess we’ll talk later?”

“Of course. Have a good night, Cody.”

“You too, Jonah.”

I watched as Cody left my office and headed toward the main doors while I stood frozen in place.

I was a bit shell shocked over the entire thing. Twenty minutes ago I’d been sure I was being pushed aside so Cody and Isaac could start something. Ten minutes ago I’d had a date with Isaac planned and a chance to still be in the picture. Now I had the opportunity to be in a threeway relationship with both men, and it had been Cody’s idea.

What the actual fuck?

Shaking my head I left my office and went to do my rounds. At this point everything was out of my hands. I’d have to wait until tomorrow night to see what was going to happen, if anything.

* * * * *

At five minutes to seven there was a knock on my door.

I’d spent the entire day trying not to think about what might happen tonight. I’d gone to work, put everything I had into the kids and then come home with just enough time to jump in a quick shower before I had to start cooking. At the moment I had my homemade sauce simmering, the meatballs were slow baking in the oven before I added them to the sauce, and the water was ready to go when it was time to cook the noodles. I’d tossed a store made salad in a bowl and everything was ready, except the place settings.

I hadn’t known whether to set the table for two or three, so I hadn’t bothered.

In all honesty there was a part of me that had been sure Isaac would call or text telling me tonight was off. That he wasn’t ready for anything with me and wanted to explore things with Cody. Or worse, that he was put off by my eagerness to be with both of them.

Taking a deep breath I made my way to my front door and pulled it open, not knowing what to expect.

Standing on my doorstep was Isaac, with Cody standing behind him.

Both men had put on dress shirts and pants, and they were gorgeous. I momentarily pictured them undressing each other as they kissed softly and sensuously, but before I could fall into a full blown fantasy, I stepped aside to let them in.

“Hi.” Isaac paused in front of me and tilted his head up for a kiss. I gladly obliged, trying to ignore the tingle left on my lips after he pulled away.

“Hi.”

I turned to Cody and waited to see what he would do. After a moment he stepped up to me and moved up on his tip toes. I closed the distance between us and gave him a sweet and chaste kiss, not sure what he would be ready for just yet.

Wordlessly I lead them to the living room and motioned for them to take a seat. I noticed how they sat on the loveseat together, their knees touching, and I felt my dick twitch in appreciation as Isaac rested his hand on Cody’s thigh.

“So I assume Cody talked to you.” I looked at Isaac.

“He did.” He nodded and looked between us. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Neither have I,” I said honestly.

“It doesn’t feel wrong, does that make sense?” Isaac looked at Cody and then at me. “It’s almost like it feels...”

“Natural?” I supplied.

“Yeah. Like it’s supposed to be this way.”

“Yeah.” I nodded and glanced at Cody. “What do you think?”

“Same as yesterday.” He put his hand over Isaac’s, which was still on his leg, and I tried not to smile at the contact. Cody was already more comfortable around both of us. “This is what I want.”

I knew we should probably talk about things, set ground rules or figure out how things would go, but that seemed too clinical. It would probably be easier, but I wanted to let things happen organically. We could plan and plot to our heart’s content, but real life didn’t always follow plans.

“Do you guys want a drink before we eat?” I offered. “It’ll take about half an hour to get everything finished.”

“Sure.” “Thanks.” They accepted in unison.

“I’ve got beer, wine, water... soda?”

“Beer is good,” Isaac answered and Cody nodded in agreement.

“Great, I’ll be right back.”

“I’ll help you,” Isaac offered, standing up.

“Can I use your bathroom?” Cody asked as he glanced at Isaac.

“Sure, it’s just up the stairs and on the right. The door is open.”

“Thanks.”

He stood and pulled Isaac toward him for a quick kiss, and I had to stop myself from filling in the blanks as my mind wanted to run with the image and create a brand new fantasy.

“Kitchen is this way,” I said when Cody turned to head upstairs.

Isaac followed me into the kitchen and waited as I pulled three beers out of the fridge. I handed him one but he just turned and put it on the counter.

I gave him a questioning look, and then he was pulling the other two beers out of my hands and putting them with his. Before I could question what he was thinking he closed the distance between us. His hands gripped my hips, forcing our bodies together, our cocks rubbing as he gently thrust his pelvis against mine.

Our mouths crashed together in a desperate mashing of lips, tongues and teeth. I gripped him by the neck, holding his head in place so I could take control of the kiss and lick and tease every part of his mouth as he continued to torture me with his body.

My balls tightened as pre-cum soaked my underwear. I was so close to coming I was in danger of shooting in my pants like an overeager teen, but I didn’t want the moment to end.

Isaac pulled his lips from mine, drawing in several gasping breaths as his hips stilled. I kept hold of his neck and pressed our foreheads together as I tried to get my head back, and calm my body down.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” Isaac said softly, his voice raspy as he continued to breathe heavily.

“Me either, baby.” I pressed a few soft kisses against his swollen lips.

“Cody told me he kissed you.”

“He did.” I couldn’t see Isaac’s eyes since we were so close, and I hoped we hadn’t hurt him.

“Did you like it?”

“I did,” I answered honestly. “Did you like it when he kissed you?”

“Yeah. I did.”

“And do you like it when I kiss you?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“It’s the same for me.”

Isaac let go of my hips and started to step back. I dropped my hands, ignoring the cold feeling that washed over me as his body pulled away from mine, and waited. He looked like he had more to say.

“I’m not very experienced, and Cody has none at all.” He licked his lip as he looked into my eyes. He wasn’t embarrassed, which was good. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve only been with six guys, and I’ve never bottomed before.”

“Have you ever wanted to?”

“Yeah, I just always seemed to end up with bottoms so it never happened.”

“I’m equal opportunity, some of the time” I said with a grin, and was rewarded with a chuckle.

“Let me guess, you prefer to top?”

“Mostly.” I nodded.

“Have you been with two men at the same time before?” he asked, but there was no jealousy or judgement in his voice. He genuinely sounded interested.

“I have, a few times.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“I’m glad at least one of us knows what we’re doing.”

“It’ll be okay, Isaac. We’ll just go with the flow and see what feels right. Okay?”

“Okay. I’m just scared of messing it up for him.”

I knew exactly what he meant because I was worried about the same thing. I still didn’t know what had prompted Cody’s aversion to touch, but I knew we’d have to talk about it before anything happened between the three of us. I had to know what he could and couldn’t handle so I didn’t hurt him, or worse, set back his progress.

“I know. Me too. How about you go back in the living room and keep Cody company while I finish making dinner?”

“Okay.” Isaac nodded, then paused before picking up two of the beers. “I’m glad Cody talked to you.”

I smiled and gave him a nod to let him know I felt the same way and watched as he walked out of the kitchen. The black pants he was wearing were fitted and hugged his tight ass and lean waist perfectly.

Tearing my eyes away from his retreating form I turned to the stove to finish cooking. My cock was still hard from our kiss and I needed to get control if I was going to make it through the meal and a conversation, before I could get my hands on both men.

* * * * *

By the time we were sitting down to eat I could tell both Isaac and Cody were a little nervous so I kept our conversation casual, and by the time we were done our salads they seemed much more at ease. The conversation flowed after that, and even with the enormity of what was going on between us, things were light and natural.

I noticed a few things about them that made me smile; like how Cody twirled his spaghetti with a spoon and his fork, or how Isaac always wiped his mouth with his napkin before taking a sip of his beer.

It was nice to see them so relaxed, and they loved hearing stories about my adventures with my brothers and sisters when we were kids. I filled the meal with tale after tale of our shenanigans until I had them laughing so hard they were clutching their stomachs.

When our food was eaten and we all had a second drink in front of us, I knew it was time to start talking about what was going to happen, and about Cody’s past.

I hoped he’d be able to trust me and open up, and I hoped that whatever had happened to him wasn’t nearly as bad as what I was imagining.