Zade

When I wake up a few hours later it’s still pitch dark out, but Royal and I are alone in bed. Careful not to wake Royal, I ease out of bed, pull on a pair of pajama pants that are draped over a chair, and go in search of Nash.

I don’t have to look far. He’s lying on the couch watching some History Channel documentary.

“Hey,” I whisper before crawling over him and wedging myself between the back of the couch and Nash so I can snuggle him up.

“Hey,” he whispers back, looking somewhat surprised by my being there.

“You okay?” I ask, smoothing his hair back out of his face.

“Yeah, just couldn’t sleep.”

“Something on your mind?”

“Thinking about my parents and how they’re going to take it when I come out. I’m more worried about how they’ll feel about me being with both of you, than about coming out in general,” Nash admits.

“There’s no rush. You don’t have to tell them until you’re ready,” I remind him, stroking my thumb along his jaw.

“I know. I don’t want to hide what we have, though. You don’t really talk about your parents.”

“Not much to talk about,” I say with a shrug. “They aren’t the most affectionate parents, they were cool about me being gay though. They live in Florida now. We talk a few times a year and I see them every few years.”

Nash listens and settles closer to me.

“This is nice, the two of us cuddling and talking. It’s like we’re real boyfriends.”

“We are real boyfriends,” I point out.

“I know, but we were brought together because we both love Royal, we haven’t established our own relationship really yet.”

“We will. I think this is a good first step,” I say, tightening my arms around him. “Tell me something about you I don’t know.”

And that’s how we spend the rest of the night, laying on the couch talking until the sun starts to come up. Then, we sneak back into bed so Royal doesn’t wake up alone.

 

 

Nash

After a late start and an obscene amount of coffee for Zade and me to cure our all night chat session, the four of us make it out the door to meet with the relator.

The first two places she shows us aren’t anything to get too excited about. By the time we get to the third house, lack of sleep is starting to bring me down and I’m hoping this house will either be the one or we can call it a day and go home for a nap.

“Oh my god, you guys have got to come in here and see this,” Royal calls from the master bathroom. Zade and I exchange an amused look and head in to see what has Royal so excited.

We stop in our tracks inside the bathroom and gaze in wonder at the enormous shower. It’s obvious all three of us are thinking the same thing, and remembering our failed attempt to fit into Zade’s shower after our first time together. 

“Hell, there’d be room for a fourth guy in here with us,” Royal says, staring in awe at the shower.

“Hey,” I chide, wrapping my arms around his waist and biting down on the side of his neck, “Already shopping for an extra boyfriend?”

“No, but I’m not ruling anything out,” Royal teases, pinching my side and then biting my chin.

“I don’t know about you guys, but this pretty much settles it for me. There’s four bedrooms, a backyard in case we decide to get that dog Liam’s been hinting at, and a shower that we can enjoy together. I say we make an offer,” Zade concludes.

The realtor peeks in with a smile, clearly having heard Zade’s declaration.

“I’ll get the paperwork started.”

“Good, make it happen. There aren’t going to be many houses with a shower that can fit all three of us,” Royal says with a wink.

She blushes, eyes wide, clearly picturing the three of us sharing a shower.

“What do you think, Liam, do you like this place?” Royal calls out.

“Yeah, it’s got a yard so we can get a dog,” Liam calls back from the kitchen.

“Told you,” I say with a snort.

“Sounds like it’s decided,” Zade agrees.

“Thank god, I just want to go home and crawl into bed,” I declare.

Royal and Zade both pin me with a heated look that has my body reacting immediately.

“For a nap,” I clarify. “No sexy times until I get some sleep.”

“You’re no fun,” Royal complains.

“That’s not what you were saying last night,” I tease.

 

Zade

Once we’re home from house hunting Nash and I are quick to strip out of our jeans crawl into bed in just our underwear for an afternoon nap.

I’m not usually much of a nap person, I somehow always end up feeling more tired after a nap than before one. But I can’t deny the appeal of dozing in bed with the afternoon sun streaming through the blinds to warm us, Nash’s head on my chest as I run my fingers leisurely through his long hair, one of his legs hitched over my waist.

“S’nice,” Nash mumbles against my chest.

“Mmmm,” I agree.

I can’t believe this is really my life, I think as I drift off into a peaceful sleep.

 

I have no idea how long we slept but when I wake up I feel surprisingly refreshed and horny as hell. I flex my hips, rubbing my erection against Nash’s ass.

He lets out a sleepy moan and pressing back against me.

Not ready to shake off the foggy contentment I nuzzle against his neck, trailing lazy kisses over his warm skin. My hand traces along the planes of his torso with no real purpose other than enjoying the feel of Nash in my arms.

“This is so random, but I suddenly have a craving for jelly beans. Can you only get those at Easter time or are those year round candy?”

Nash chuckles at me.

“Not sure,” he says. “Are you one of those people who likes black licorice flavored candy?”

“Hell yeah. Mmmm, now I want licorice.”

Nash laughs again.

“Sweet tooth today?”

“I guess so. But, I know just the thing for it,” I tease before rolling Nash onto his back and straddling him.

He looks incredible, looking up at me with surprised desire.

Grabbing his hands I pin them over his head before leaning forward and kissing my way along his jaw and down the column of his throat. Nash hums with approval, bucking his hips up against me, allowing me to feel his full arousal.

I press his hands against the bed so he knows he’s supposed to keep them there, then I release him and settle between his legs.

Nash obeys, keeping his hands where I’d placed them, even as he squirms under my teasing touch.

I tug his boxer briefs down, watching as his hard cock falls against his stomach.

Wrapping my fingers around his shaft and stroking him slowly. I use my elbows to nudge his legs further apart and then lick my way from his knee to his upper thigh.

Nash moans loudly as I tongue his sack and then down to his perineum. He twitches and squirms as I flick my tongue along the sensitive strip of skin.

When I tease my finger against his puckered hole Nash tenses.

“Still a little sore from last night.”

“That’s fucking hot,” I growl, hitching his legs over my shoulders and running my tongue gently around his sore flesh.

Nash reaches for his rigid cock but I swat his hand away and pin him with a warning look until he puts his hands back over his head where I’d placed them.

Then I continue my work licking and sucking his ass until it softens enough to let my tongue inside.

“Oh god, oh fuck,” Nash’s legs quake and his abs tense. My hand returns to his cock and I stroke him hard and fast. “Jesus, Zade,” he cries out as his hole clenches around my tongue and his dick starts to pulse in my fist.

I don’t let up until Nash is limp and breathless on the bed. Then, I lick the cum off his belly. I worked hard, I deserve my treat.

“Now I’m sleepy again,” Nash laughs, yawning and stretching in a way that makes me want to ravage him all over again. Or, curl back up beside him and stay there all day. But brushing my teeth is a slightly higher priority at the moment. I love eating ass, but after the sexy moment is over brushing is necessary. Plus, I don’t know about Nash, but I’m starving.

“Come on, love, time to get up.”

Nash grumbles but joins me in getting dressed before we journey out of the bedroom.

When we step into the living room, Liam and Royal are playing video games. I lean over the back of the couch and blow raspberries on Royal’s neck until he squirms away from me, distracted enough to allow Liam to win whatever game they’re playing.

“Thanks, dude,” Liam says with a smile, not taking his eyes away from the screen.

“No problem, bros gotta stick together,” I assure him before making my way to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

 

 

Royal

My phone rings and when I whip it out of my pocket I see Jim’s name flash across the screen.

“Please tell me this time you’ve got good news for me,” I prompt in way of greeting.

“I wish,” Jim sighs into the phone. “You weren’t granted custody. The report from the home inspection indicated some concerns.”

“What?” I bark into the phone, my heart hammering at this turn of events. I’d been nervous about the process, but I didn’t really consider the possibility that I wouldn’t be granted custody of Liam. “So what do we do now? Ray already signed away his parental rights, so what happens to Liam?”

I feel a firm hand on my shoulder but I can’t be bothered to turn my head and see if it’s Nash or Zade. It really doesn’t matter who it is anyway. I lean against the comforting warmth.

“Try to take a breath and relax,” Jim suggests. “I’ve already filed paperwork for an appeal, we’re going to have to take this to family court. You’ll have your chance to plead your case to a judge.”

“This is because I’m in a poly relationship. They can’t do this, can they?”

“Legally, no. Leave me to my job Royal, your job is to show up to court and show the judge how much you care about Liam’s wellbeing.”

“Okay...okay,” I take a deep breath and lean harder against my man, determining by the spicier scent that it must be Zade.

“Trust me on this, Royal, we’re going to make it work. Trust in me to take care of the legal side of things.”

“Alright, I trust you Jim.”

“Thank you. I’ll let you know when I have a court date for you.”

“Thanks.”

I hang up and turn to bury my face againt Zade’s chest.

“Where’s Nash?” I mumble against him.

“I’m right here,” Nash says from somewhere on the other side of the room, I’m guessing he just walked in from the kitchen. “What happened?”

A second pair of arms wraps around me from behind allowing me to soak in the comfort my men are offering me.

“You didn’t get custody of Liam?” Zade guesses.

I nod and force myself to sit back and show my face.

“I have to tell Liam.”

“Tell Liam what?” Liam asks.

All three of us turn to find him standing in the doorway of his bedroom.

“Jim just called.”

Liam’s face falls immediately as he takes in my obvious state of distress.

“You didn’t get custody? So what’s going to happen to me?”

“Nothing yet. I didn’t tell you to worry you, I just want to keep you in the loop. We’re going to have to go to court to appeal the decision.”

Zade squeezes my hand and Nash gives Liam a reassuring smile.

“You’re not going anywhere, dude so please don’t freak. We’re going to get this all worked out,” Nash assures him.

“Hey, I have an idea, I saw that there’s a photography thing going on downtown. Do you want to go with me?”

Liam brightens again.

“Yeah, that sounds awesome.”

 

 

 

Nash

 “Hmm, how ever will we amuse ourselves all night?” Zade teases, sneaking a hand up my thigh.

“There’s, uh, actually something I was planning on doing tonight,” I admit with a blush.

“I’m up for whatever. What’d you have planned?”

“You probably won’t be into it,” I warn, knowing that Royal gets super cringey at my love for super fucked up horror movies.

“Try me.”

“Well, the Landmark Theater is having a horror movie fest tonight, with some really out there movies. Pin, which is about a kid who gets possessed by an anatomy doll, and May which is-”

“That movie’s fucked up, it’s one of my favorites,” Zade interrupts with a smile. “I’m totally coming with you.”

“Cool,” I smile into my coffee trying to hide my embarrassing giddiness at the thought of having a date with Zade tonight. I’ve already had sex with the man on multiple occasions, why should a date make my stomach all fluttery?

 

“Almost ready?” Zade asks as I dig through the closet looking for a shirt to wear.

“I would be if Royal wouldn’t leave all his clothes in a giant pile in the closet making it impossible to find my stuff. I cannot wait until we have a bigger place, he’s getting his own damn dresser far away from mine,” I gripe.

Zade chuckles and comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Stop picking up after him and he’ll get the hint eventually.”

I make a disgruntled noise in the back of my throat.

“If I didn’t pick up after him we’d be living among piles of clothes and garbage strewn throughout the house,” I point out.

“You’re an enabler.”

“Well, old habits die hard,” I grumble.

I finally spot a shirt of my own and snatch it out of the pile, tugging it on and turning around in Zade’s arms. I kiss his nose and he bites my chin and we both laugh as my stomach does a happy little somersault.

“We’d better go or we’ll miss the start of the first movie.”

“Can’t have that,” Zade agrees, linking our fingers together as we head out.

The double feature of fucked up movies is just as fantastically cringe worthy as I’d hoped it would be. Unlike Royal, Zade doesn’t seem the least bit fazed by the gore as he happily munched on popcorn and candy throughout the movies. He was a total popcorn hog, but at least he had the decency to be the one to get up for a refill once the first round was devoured.

After the movies are over Zade suggests we hit a pub down the road for some food and drinks.

“This was fun. Royal won’t watch those kinds of movies with me.”

“Consider me your movie buddy then. I love that fucked up shit,” Zade says with a laugh.

When we enter the bar hand in hand we get a few sideways looks, but I couldn’t possibly care less. I’ve got a gorgeous former Marine on my arm and I’m damn proud of that.

After we eat we play a few rounds of pool.

“Save your competitive shit for Royal, I just want a friendly game,” I warn as Zade racks the balls. His chagrined smile tells me I’d guessed correctly and he’d been about to issue a challenge.

“Come on, you really don’t want to make it interesting?”

“No, I want to play pool and check out your ass when you bend over to make a shot, that’s it.”

“Fair enough,” he agrees, giving his hips a little wiggle and then shooting me a wink over his shoulder as he lines up his cue to break.

“I just have to tell you guys, that you’re the absolute cutest,” our waitress comments as she brings us each an extra beer over to the pool table.

“Thanks but if you think we’re cute, you should see our other boyfriend,” I comment.

Her eyes go wide and then she laughs.

“Three gorgeous men together, I knew there had to be a god,” she jokes.

“I feel like we should get into the sex tape business, we’d be millionaires,” Zade says with a chuckle.

“If you ever do, be sure to let me know where I can buy one.”

“No way, your hot ass is for my and Royal’s eyes only.” I give him a smack on the ass and he pulls me into a kiss.

“Ugh, you guys are seriously too much,” the waitress says with mock disgust before turning back toward the bar to tend to other customers.

After a few rounds of pool and one more drink we decide to call it a night and head home to our man.

 

 

Royal

I’m sitting on the couch drawing up a sketch for a tattoo when Zade and Nash get home. They come through the door hand in hand, laughing about something. When Zade pulls Nash to a stop and then tucks a stray strand of Nash’s hair behind his ear a pang of something hits me right in the chest.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Nash asks, noticing my expression over Zade’s shoulder.

“Nothing, it’s stupid. You guys have fun?”

“Yeah, we had a blast. I wish I’d known sooner that Nash likes the same movies that I do, and that he’s a fucking pool shark,” Zade laughs as he pulls Nash with him over to the couch.

Another pang to my chest. Movie nights were always Nash’s and my thing. We would fight over who got to pick because we could never agree on a movie. Is it going to be two against one forever now? Or will the two of them just watch movies without me from now on?

“Seriously, what’s the problem? You have that same look you get when you’re trying to do algebra in your head.”

“Nothing,” I snap at Nash. “I’m glad you had fun. You two should have fun. This is exactly what I wanted.” It’s true, this is what I wanted. So why did my words sound so bitchy just now?

“Are you jealous?” Zade asks gently, reaching over and taking my hand.

“No,” I lie. “Maybe a little.”

“Are you jealous of me or of Nash?”

“No, I’m not jealous like that. It’s dumb, I don’t want to be left out, that’s all.”

“Royal, you’ll never be left out,” Nash says, taking my other hand. “Zade and I are building our own aspect of this relationship, but it will always be the three of us. It’s like a stool, you need all three legs for it to be any good.”

“That’s the dumbest analogy I’ve ever heard,” I snort a laugh but give Nash’s hand a grateful squeeze. “Thank you.”

I close my eyes and pucker my lips, hoping at least one of them will take the hint, I don’t care who. Seconds later I’m met with two sets of lips on either side of my own and a happy shiver runs down my spine.

“Let’s go to bed,” I suggest and the three of us race to the bedroom.