I’m lying in bed, waiting for Heart and Mason to get out of the shower. We spent a few hours on the beach and got all sticky and messy from playing an impromptu beach volleyball game against some guys we ran into on the beach.

Mason was a little apprehensive about playing at first, obviously since he considers himself not the most athletic type in the bunch. But the other guys did a great job assuring him that it was for fun alone, and it only took a few minutes before he joined us. It was a lot of fun, the three of us against those three, even though we lost miserably.

That wasn’t Mason’s fault, by the way, as it turns out Heart sucks at beach volleyball as well. Not that it bothered him; whenever he spectacularly missed a ball, he was the first one to laugh about it. I admire that about him, the ability to be spontaneous and allow himself to fail at things. It’s something both Mason and I can learn a lot from.

Obviously, when we got home, we all wanted to shower. My shower is pretty roomy, but not big enough for three. So, I went first and then sent in Mason and Heart to shower together. I know how much Mason loves it when he gets to shower with one of us. It’s not even always sexual. For some reason, he just enjoys the intimacy of that simple act. I guess he still has a lot of affection to catch up on, courtesy of his asshole ex-boyfriend. I swear, if I ever run into that guy…

I’m naked, hoping to entice those two in a little fooling around after their shower. We’ve had a busy couple of days with me working overtime three days in a row, and Heart doing a double shift at the senior center because one of his coworkers fell ill.

Mason on his part has been pretty busy with Troy, trying to get more funding for the game and take it to the next level. I am so freaking proud of him for the steps he’s taking. He’s told me about a few ideas he and Troy have for their next game, and I’m sure it’s gonna be a big success. They’re also preparing for their job interview next week.

But with being so busy, we’ve had little time to spend together, especially for sex. Now obviously, that’s not the most important thing, but I have to admit I do miss it. So here I am, lying naked on the covers, my cock already hard at even the thought of spending quality time with my boys. My heart speeds up when I hear the shower being turned off, and then Mason’s cute giggle as Heart teases him about something.

When they walk in, I am propped up against the headboard, my legs spread wide to give them a good view of my erection. Heart is the first to notice me, and a sexy smile spreads across his lips.

“That’s a pretty picture,” he says, his voice a little husky. “Don’t you agree, baby?” he says to Mason.

“Mmm,” Mason says, as he usually does when he can’t find words that quickly. His appreciative look at my body makes me even harder.

“I think he’s trying to tell us something, don’t you think? Like, maybe he wants us to…do something.” Heart’s voice is teasing, and his eyes twinkle.

Mason clears his throat. “What…what do you think he would want us to do?” he says, playing along.

Heart tugs at the towel that is wrapped around Mason’s waist, causing it to drop to the floor. Of course, he himself walked in naked in the first place, comfortable as always with his body. He reaches out and grabs Mason’s neck, then pulls him in gently to bring their mouths together. Just before he kisses him, his eyes find mine as he says, “I don’t know, but let’s find out…”

I watch, my body hardening and my heart warming, as Heart seduces Mason into one of his toe curling kisses. I love the way he drags Mason out of the shell of insecurity that’s still there. It’s not as bad as it was, not by far, but it always takes a few seconds before Mason lets go of it. And no one can make him lose it faster than Heart. Then again, when he kisses you, the world could pretty much explode, and you wouldn’t notice.

The kiss intensifies, and I can see Heart’s tongue plunging into Mason’s mouth again and again, until all Mason can do is hang on for the ride. He starts rutting against Heart, his cock seeking friction, and it’s a wonderful sight to see his slender body next to Heart’s toned one. They’re such a study in contrasts, and yet they both have my heart.

I fist my cock, slowly, not because I have any intention of jerking off for real, but more because I need to do something with this building desire inside of me. I love watching them, but it’s the sweetest torture to be able to only watch. I need them, but it seems I’m on Heart’s schedule now, and he’s intent on making me wait a little longer.

He takes his time kissing Mason, and I think minutes have passed before he finally breaks off the kiss, leaving both of them with their lips wet and swollen. They’re beautiful, and my heart does a little tumble.

“Do you think that’s what he had in mind?” Heart asks Mason.

Mason looks at me, my fist still wrapped around my cock. “I think he may want a little more,” he says.

Heart smiles. “I think he does. So, let’s give him a little more, shall we?”

He gently pushes against Mason until he gets the hint, and then he walks him backward till Mason hits the bed and lets himself fall backward on the bed with Heart on top of him. They’re at the foot end of the bed, just too far from me to reach.

Heart gestures at Mason to scoot up the bed a little higher, and after giving him a last kiss, much sweeter than the passionate kiss before, he starts a trail of kisses from his mouth downward. This is private Heart, not porn Heart, and the difference is so clear to me that I feel honored and warm inside at the same time that I get to witness this.

He is so sweet, so attentive, so wonderfully loving toward Mason, peppering his chest with little licks and bites and kisses until Mason is squirming on the bed. Heart takes his right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gently twists and rolls, causing Mason to let out a loud moan.

Heart smiles. “I love how you respond to my touch,” he says, then does the same to Mason’s left nipple.

His tongue soothes the pert little buds with a lick, and then he does it all over again. Mason bucks off the bed, begging Heart for more.

Heart continues his slow, torturous descent of Mason’s body, and I note with interest that Mason’s cock is leaking as much as mine. Then Heart’s tongue peeks out to lick the few droplets of fluid that pearl at the tip. Mason and I moan at the same time. This is sheer torture, watching the two of them play with each other. But what a sweet torture it is, observing how Heart makes Mason soar.

Mason’s body is trembling now in anticipation of Heart’s next move, and I can’t imagine him making the boy wait much longer. Mason is so unfiltered in his reactions that you can’t help but give him what he wants. It’s intoxicating, the way the he responds to your every touch, your every word, every little thing you do to him.

Heart sends Mason one last sweet smile, and then his mouth descends, and he swallows Mason’s cock in one big gulp, taking him to the root. Mason’s eyes cross, and the pleasure on his face is so intense, I can feel my own balls respond.

Heart has serious oral skills, and it only takes a minute or so before Mason starts to tremble, grabbing Heart’s head with both hands. Heart lets him, allows Mason to buck upward into his mouth. Seconds later, Mason lets out a loud grunt, and his body twitches and jerks as he comes down Heart’s throat.

Heart licks him clean before letting him go, and he cuddles up with Mason on the bed. Mason’s body is completely slack in Heart’s arms, wiped out by his orgasm.

“You’re so beautiful when you come,” Heart tells Mason.

“That was…” Mason lets out a long sigh. “Epic.”

His head suddenly jerks to the side as he looks at me. “What about Lucky? We completely forgot about him.”

Heart chuckles. “I didn’t forget about him at all. I just figured he would appreciate a little show before he got involved.”

He meets my eyes, and I smile at him. “Oh, I did appreciate it. What did you have in mind next?”

Heart kisses Mason on his lips, then rolls over to cuddle with me. I pull him close, reveling in his swollen, warm lips against my cooler ones. Mason snuggles against him from the back, and Heart is tucked between us with both of us curled around him. His face is softer than I’ve ever seen it, devoid of the weariness he so often shows. He’s lost his mask, and it’s a gift I vow to never betray.

“What do you want, baby?” I whisper against his lips.

Heart takes a deep breath, reaching for Mason’s hand and lacing his fingers through it as he meets my eyes. “I want you guys to DP me.”