“Hey, wait!” I rank after Hank in the empty street. “Are you okay to drive?”

Hank turned around. He looked at me for a brief second but quickly looked up at the towering high-rise. My eyes followed his, and together we saw Adam looking down at us.

“Is he for real?” Hank asked. He pulled the thinly stitched set of panties out from his pocket, expanding the waistband a few times. Laughing, he rolled them into a ball and put them back into his pocket.

“Don’t mind him,” I said.

“No, I mean, these won’t even fit me,” Hank said. “My waistband has expanded a little bit since my twenties.”

Laughing, I walked closer to him. I knew what Adam would have wanted me to do, so naturally, I did the opposite. I ran after Hank so that I could convince him to do the shoot. But I didn’t just want him to do the shoot for art’s sake.

I wanted him to be a part of our relationship.

It’s not like I planned this thing out. It just sort of happened. A threesome wasn’t necessarily our thing. Every few years, the opportunity fell into our lap, and sometimes we engage. Other times, we steered clear.

Hank was different. He was actually intelligent, for one. With a real knack for understanding people, Hank made clear decisions. Flaunting wasn’t his thing, clearly. He was also hot as could be.

“Can I walk with you?” I asked.

Hank lifted his head and turned in the direction of his car. “It’s not very far away, and I should probably be getting home. It’s getting late,” I said.

Pressing my luck, I walked with him anyway. “It can get weird over here at night. Better you have someone protecting you than ending up getting mugged.”

Hank laughed. “Fine. You obviously have something else in mind, but I’m not really in the mood for—”

“Cock?” I asked him, grinning.

“You’re cute. I was going to say—”

“Adam’s cock?” I asked him.

“Hardly funny,” Hank said.

The streetlights flickered over his car. Suddenly, I felt that rollercoaster sensation tumble inside of my stomach. Hank was making me nervous. That was a first.

“I know you’ve got a lot to decide on, so no pressure,” I said. “But I’d like to take you out again. Maybe we could go somewhere a little nicer.”

Hank brushed his fingers through his dirty blonde hair. He was masculine in a way that differed from a lot of men, and it only furthered my desire for him. Stepping in front of the driver’s door, I made sure he knew I was serious. I liked him.

Dammit, I liked him. I forgot all about the first feeling you get when you connect with someone else. At first, it’s just a game, right? At the party, for instance, it was all just a flirty experiment. Once, we had our moment, everything changed for me.

He gave head like a porn star, but if it were another guy, I wouldn’t have called him back for seconds. The crushing, heavy feeling first started to grow inside of me when we locked eyes on the dance floor.

The glittery light shining across his face made him look like an angel. His smile faded away, and suddenly, we were just staring into each other’s souls. That was when time began to slow down for me. Once that happened, I knew I’d be hooked.

“I don’t know, Noah. Maybe it’s not such a great idea. I mean, you’ve got Adam. He’s exceptional. Why not focus on that?” Hank asked.

“That would make sense if Adam didn’t encourage me to come out here,” I said. But he did. He wanted him just as much as I did. “We both feel the same way, Noah. You saw the way our eyes lit up tonight. We want to keep seeing you.”

Hank’s lips drew back with silent amusement. “Oh yeah? Your eyes lit up?”

“Maybe.”

Hank stopped his lips from moving, and I held my breath. “If you want me to lay off, I will. I only press for so long. Seeing you uncomfortable makes me uncomfortable,” I said.

Hank brought his body closer to mine, finally stopping near the car. His feet brushed up against mine. Looking into my eyes, Hank brushed the back of my head with his palm. “What makes you think I’m uncomfortable,” he whispered. A rhetorical question left his mouth as his lips edged closer to mine. “And why the hell would I want you to stop?”

I felt bonded to him before we even touched.

The silence of the street hit me. It was so damn quiet that every little sound we made seemed to echo loudly around us. For a split second, I didn’t know what to expect, but then he placed his hands on my waist. He gently tilted my body back and his lips crushed against mine, shattering me into a million pieces.

He tasted sweet. He tasted… incredible.

“Mm.” Hank pulled back and licked his lips diligently.

“I want you to wear those panties for me,” I said.

“It really turns you on that much?” Hank asked. He was no longer embarrassed, but his curious remained.

Nodding, I placed both of my hands against his chest and sighed with seething ideas of what pleasures he could give me. Wild thoughts raced inside my head. I wanted to act on every impulse I had, but I knew we had to wait.

“I want to pull the lace fabric to the side and slide into your warm, puckering hole,” I said.

“Jesus.” he swallowed anxiously. Hank ran his tongue against the side of his cheek, popping out an inch. “And Adam… he can have my mouth.”

I started to get a little too excited. I took his hand and guided it to the front of my pants. “You can have both of us,” I said. “You like him, don’t you?”

Hank looked down at my bulge. Desire brought him closer to me again. He kissed my clavicle and looked up at the apartment. Adam was hidden, but we both knew he could see us still.

“I want to know him,” Hank said. “But he was my idol. I’m just not sure. What if he doesn’t like me? What if you’re both just like Kenny Lorel.”

“None of us are like Kenny. You can trust me,” I said.

“I just don’t know him yet. Or you, for that matter. I want to, but it’s hard to understand my feelings right now. How can I be attracted to two people at the same time?”

“That’s easy.” I laughed. “Just get to know him. If you don’t vibe well with him, you can call the whole thing off.”

Hank shook his head. “I already know that I vibe well with him. Both of you, well… you both satisfy different needs.”

“What need do I satisfy?” I asked him. My cock pressed against the front of my pants, daring to pierce through the thick material.

“You’re sexy. Defiant too,” he said.

Defiant. Lots of guys described me with similar words, but it wasn’t necessarily true. When I bonded with someone for real, I wanted to explore a deeper level with a partner. I would not run or falter. I had been around the world and back with Adam, and I took pride in knowing that I could make him happy.

I tilted on the edge of my heels. “And Adam? What needs does he satisfy?”

“He’s dark, mysterious, and he’s got that rugged, handsome type of look,” Hank said, once again looking up at the window.

Adam was probably laughing to himself in the apartment. No, he had probably put down his drink and had his cock out, ready for me. I knew the thought of me with other men turned him on when the mood felt right. Hank was definitely the “Mr. Right” type, and Adam loved anyone who was willing to dive into a new project with him. If Hank wanted to dedicate himself to helping him, Adam would adore him throughout time.

“I like your answers, but I’m not sure that you’re right in your assessment,” I said.

“Then, I’ll have to find out, won’t I?” Hank smiled and looked down at my lips. Candy – he was like candy to me.

“Kiss me before you go,” I said. “Maybe we can make Adam cum.”

“That’s for another time,” he said.

But before he got into his car, he did kiss me. And once I had another taste, I realized that I could never have enough. Suddenly, his arms are everywhere on my body and down my back, hands feeling the hump of my ass. An urgent need that I hadn’t felt in a long time flowed through me.

And then he was gone. In what felt like an instant, he fired up the ignition and sped off into the distance.

I stood in the same spot for a few seconds before acknowledging the pleasure that I felt. When I turned around, I could see Adam again. He had a big fat grin on his face with a big fat hard-on.

He was completely naked.

“Cheeky bastard,” I whispered to myself.

I ran back up to the front of the building and took the elevator to the top floor. I knew what was waiting for me back at the apartment: Adam’s calming presence and the comfort of love that he continually brought to me, day after day.

Some people couldn’t understand our relationship. We had seen others try to replicate what we had, but most had failed. They let their emotions cloud their judgment. For some reason, it just always clicked with us. But maybe we were just perfect for each other.

Adam already had the door open, and he had his leather harness tightly fastened around his body. The metal pieces gleamed against the light, and the leather looked taut and new. “Get in here,” he said.

I closed the door behind me, and I leaned against the wood paneling. Adam ran his hands against my abdomen. I reached down and stroked his cock. “You’re so fucking hard,” I whispered.

Lower and lower, his hands moved down until finally, we were both jerking each other off. “You are too,” I said. “You’re excited about this whole thing, aren’t you?”

“I didn’t know it would play out like this. I feel like something big is happening between us. I can’t explain what it is,” Adam said.

“He’s an omega. He’s going to complete us,” I said.

“But he can’t give you what you want,” Adam said, letting go of me.

I wished he didn’t go there. We hadn’t discussed it in ages. The thought ruined my mood, and I soon felt my cock start to drift into oblivion. “I don’t need a baby,” I said.

Adam was good at calling my bluff. “Yes, you do. I see it in your eyes. You want to be a father,” he said.

“It’s just a stupid biological clock thing.” I walked into the bedroom, hoping that when I climbed under the covers, the subject would cease to exist. It didn’t.

Before I could withdraw from the conversation, he was going to find a way to make it right. That’s what Adam did well. He was an explorer, after all. That meant he had to explore all of the possibilities before settling on the right one.

“Maybe I’m wrong. In special cases, it’s possible someone his age could get pregnant,” he said.

“Yeah, sure. Maybe.” I turned off the light and closed my eyes, but Adam’s masculine lips curled around my nipple. Sucking on it lightly, I moaned. “Fuck.”

If Adam couldn’t settle the conversation with words, he was going to do it with some physical activity. I smiled because I knew what that meant. I was going to get some mind-blowing head from the artist himself. He was so talented…

“Just lay back, alpha,” he whispered. “Forget I said anything. You know that I only want to please you.”

He kissed my neck, sucking back until it left a small, red mark. Chills ran through my body as his hands curled around my stiffening cock. Lips kissing down my chest, down past my belly button, even further down, I let out a howl of pleasure, knowing what came next.

He wrapped those perfectly polished lips around the head of my cock, slowly moving them up and down. “Oh, fuck,” I whispered. “Slower. I want you to draw this out for me.”

“Mm,” he moaned.

Adam’s tongue pushed forward. He licked the underside of my shaft, pushing all of me into his throat, and he held it there as long as he could.

When his lips drew back, his hands started to pump me. The calm face of Adam was blurred in the darkness, drowned to nothing but mysterious sexual satisfaction and fierce urgency. Pushing his head back down, he swallowed every thick inch.

I knew I was on the verge of losing it inside his mouth when the wild tremors pushed against my taint, sucking my balls into the air.

“Cum,” he whispered, voice as dry as the cold air of the city. Pictures flashed in my mind—the pictures of Hank wearing those panties.

I remembered my favorite one. Hank was on all fours, cheeks spread tastefully right for the camera. His panties only allowed the viewer to see the side of his shaft. That fem posture was all I needed to bust.

“Oh, Adam,” I moaned.

“Cum.”

“I’m…”

“Cum!”

“Cumming…”

My shaking hips were like the rumblings of a volcano ready to blow its top off. I lost myself in the moment. Adam’s lips evoked sensations I had never known I was capable of feeling. I swam in a pool of giddiness, spinning round and round. I knew that we were thinking the same thing.

We’d dress Hank in the hottest panties, and we’d please him until the sun came out.