Chapter 26

When Bryce mentioned wanting me to set up the laptop in the bedroom, I’d figured it would be easy. Chair, computer, done. Nope, it turned out it was a pain in the ass to get the laptop where it needed to be so Bryce had an unobstructed view of what was going on.

Making it even more difficult was the fact that he’d suggested that Drew strip and lie down on the bed while we made adjustments. You know, so he knew when the angle was just right. Then, he suggested that Drew start stroking himself and I wanted to say fuck it.

“Suck on your finger, Drew,” Bryce instructed. I turned my head just in time to see Drew swallow his middle finger to the third knuckle. I knew where that digit was going, and fuck if it didn’t make me hard as steel. I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips. “Yeah, you like watching that, don’t you? When I get home, maybe I’ll have him show you how good his fingers feel buried deep in your ass. Make him get you ready for me. Now, turn it a little more to the left.”

When I glanced down at the monitor, I noticed Bryce had adjusted his own laptop so the camera focused on his chest and his very erect, very naked dick. With his hand curled around the shaft, stroking as he told Drew to play with his ass. If they weren’t careful, I was going to blow my load before I even got over to the bed.

“You can really be a bastard when you want,” I complained. I reached down to ease the pressure behind my zipper, but Bryce stopped me, telling me to be patient. That was easy for him to say, he wasn’t the one stuck watching both of the men he loved jerking off while he fucked around with setting up a damn computer.

“I know.” Bryce chuckled. “That’s just about perfect. Now, why don’t you go and join him on the bed?”

I practically tripped over my own feet as I raced to Drew’s side. With one finger still buried deep in his ass, Drew pushed up and wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me down for a searing, passionate kiss.

His hand trailed over my shoulder and down my still clothed chest, tugging the fabric higher. While he went to work on the button of my jeans, I pulled my T-shirt over the back of my head and threw it somewhere across the room. Drew pulled away, biting down on my lower lip. I gasped and he seized the opportunity to tease me with his tongue.

“God, you two are fucking perfect together,” Bryce praised from across the room. “Eric, take off your pants and turn. I want you to fuck his hand while you get him ready for you.”

Both of us shifted on the bed to make sure our bodies weren’t blocking Bryce’s view. Drew curled his fingers around my shaft and began slowly stroking while I wrapped my lips around him. I teased the head, savoring the salty taste of him on my tongue. He bucked his hips, shoving more of him into my mouth than I’d been prepared for. I pressed down on his thigh to hold him in place.

The entire time, Bryce sat halfway across the country telling us what he wanted next and we willingly obliged. Drew groaned when I ran the tip of my tongue across his taint. Moaned when I circled his entrance. Gasped when I shoved two fingers deep inside.

“Get the condom,” Bryce urged. I wanted to appease him but I wasn’t ready to break my connection to Drew. I should have known he’d sense my hesitation. “Now, Eric.”

I hurried to get a condom and the bottle of lube out of the nightstand. It seemed to me it would have made better use of our time if he’d told Drew to set that up while I’d been fucking around with the computer.

Drew rolled onto his stomach and stuck his ass high enough in the air to give Bryce a good view. I envied how carefree he was when it came to showing off his body.

“Not like that,” Bryce informed us. I wondered briefly if this was how making porn felt. We knew what we wanted to do and we were both more than ready to do it, but at the same time, we were at the mercy of someone who was only indirectly involved in what was happening. And yet, Bryce’s interaction didn’t feel indirect at all. It felt as though he was doing what he needed to do to be fully involved with us. “You’re going to ride him, Drew. I want to see you burying that long cock deep inside your tight ass.”

It took me no time at all to comply with this suggestion. I laid back on the bed and handed the foil packet to Drew, then folded my hands behind my head. If this was Bryce’s way of allowing Drew to take control in some way, I was going to bask in the feelings of him wrapped around my dick.

Drew leaned forward and sucked my cock deep into his throat. I may never understand how he did so without gagging, but I was grateful as hell he could. He swallowed around me and I nearly lost the ability to think. Hell, I almost lost my entire fucking load down his throat. He pulled off and opened the packet, rolling it down my length at a painfully slow pace. He was enjoying the show he was putting on for Bryce. He laughed at the look of combined anguish and bliss on my face.

“Fuck me, Drew,” I begged him. This had gone on long enough I couldn’t guarantee I’d last beyond the initial entrance into his body. I wanted, more than anything, to fuck him until night fell, but I was too fucking close.

“With pleasure.” He straddled my body, squatting over me until I nearly flipped him onto the mattress. Then, I felt it. I looked up at Drew as he lowered himself onto me. He bit down hard on his lip to keep from screaming out as his body stretched around me. The pressure stole the words of praise, kept me from telling him exactly how perfect he felt, how beautiful he looked.

Bryce once again began chanting his praises through the computer as Drew rode my cock. I wondered how it looked from Bryce’s view, my dick disappearing into Drew’s body, the flex of his ass as he lifted off of me.

“Faster,” Bryce urged. “Fuck him like you mean it.”

I wasn’t certain which one of us that instruction was meant for, so I began bucking my hips off the bed, plowing fast and hard into Drew’s body every time he lowered himself. Within moments, the room was filled with Drew’s screams as cum jetted over our bodies. I kept fucking him, chasing my own release, moaning as I finally let go.

Drew collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto my chest and I pushed the hair away from his face.

“I love you.” It was the first time I’d said those three words directly to him. Before now, it had only been mentions of the emotion in passing, but I wasn’t about to let another minute go by without both of them knowing how I felt. “You too, Bryce. I love you both.”

“Well, that’s good, because I think you’re stuck with us,” Drew quipped. I reached around and swatted his ass. “What? It’s true! I already live here and I swear you’d jump on a plane and drag him back here if you could. See what I mean? You’re totally stuck.”

“I don’t see it that way at all.” I looked over to see Bryce still watching us, although now he was fully dressed. That was a damn shame because I loved looking at the sculpted muscles on his chest. Loved feeling them even more, but that’d have to wait. “Some people go their entire lives without finding someone to love them, and I’ve got two of you. Seems to me I’m pretty damn lucky.”

“We all are,” Bryce added. Drew and I both looked over to the screen and saw him watching us, a mix of longing and sadness painted on his face. “As much as I’d love sitting here watching the two of you all day, the sooner I get started, the sooner I can come home.”

“What all do you have to do?” Drew asked.

“Well, to start, I have to write a letter of resignation. I’m sure it won’t be a surprise to him, but I have to do this the right way.” I knew he’d say that, but I didn’t have to like it. Hopefully, the right way only included giving the asshole two weeks’ notice. That was about fourteen days longer than he deserved, but I wouldn’t expect anything less from Bryce. In fact, part of me feared he’d tell us he was stuck out there until they found a suitable replacement. I’d support his decision if that’s what he chose to do, but it’d be hard to keep from telling him what I thought about the miserable piece of shit he worked for.