Buck let out a long, shuddering sigh as the hard length of his lover slowly filled him.
He fought back the instincts that demanded he push back at a more impatient pace. His
battered spirit craved the tenderness being shown him tonight, no matter what his body
thought it wanted. Everything had gone so wrong, so quickly, that he needed
something right and good and decent to take away the hurt. He couldn't do it on
his own this time. All he touched turned to pain, and he ached for some kind of
absolution.
Sensing Buck's inner turmoil, the man he straddled slid strong, gentle hands up to his
ribcage, encircling him in a protective embrace. He pressed the distressed man's back
more securely against his solid chest and held him in place with careful insistence.
"Sssh, love," the rich, velvet voice of the younger man murmured, his breath stirring
the fine strands of Buck's longish hair. "Let us do all the work tonight. Relax and let us
take care of you for once."
Unused to taking such a passive roll, Buck's first instinct was to balk. But again, his
need to be loved overrode his need for control, and he haltingly obeyed the command.
Warm lips pressed a quick kiss to his temple then moved on to nibble from the rounded
tip of one ear down the side of his neck to where it met his shoulder. Moaning quietly,
Buck tilted his head to one side to give his lover better access to the tender flesh there.
His surrender was rewarded with an increase of the suction at the base of his throat until
he knew he'd been marked. A slow roll of the hips beneath his pulled another low,
stuttering sound from deep in Buck's throat. Needing something to hold onto, he curved
one arm up and around the neck of the man possessing him so sweetly, leaning slightly
into the pressure of the other's mouth.
It still wasn't enough, and Buck nearly wept in despair. He so badly wanted to just
give himself over to sensation and forget the horrible early hours of this day, but the
memories had him in their clawed grasp and they wouldn't let go. They wouldn't let
him go.
A soft nip just below his navel distracted him momentarily and brought Buck's
attention to the second of the two men loving him. He settled his free hand on the top of
the other man's head, his fingers flexing against the sensitive scalp in time with the
thrusts sliding smoothly into and out of him. A low purr greeted this action, and Buck
smiled through his sorrow, pleased he was able to provide someone with pleasure today.
His lingering pain carried through the touch despite Buck's best intentions. With one
last tender kiss to his belly, the fair-skinned man lifted his head and met the sad blue
eyes. "Let it all go, Buck, and give yourself into our keeping. We won't let you lose
yourself to what happened," he vowed in a low, smooth voice. "Just let today go and
only feel how much we love you."
Buck's breath deserted him at the quiet declaration. Caught between the compelling
gaze of the man before him and the sweet, steady ministrations of the man behind him, he
struggled to do as he was asked. But it was so hard. He was too used to taking on
everyone else's pain and hiding his own that he had absolutely no practice in doing the
opposite. Yet these men knew his soul more intimately than anyone before them, and
they weren't turning away from the ugliness festering there. Instead, they had cast out
dual lifelines to pull him out of the black hole he'd fallen into. All he had to do was take
hold.
Gasping, choking on the harsh knot of crippling emotions, Buck reached for those
lifelines and desperately wrapped them around his heart. Almost immediately, he felt it,
a safe and all-encompassing wave of love and understanding flowing freely from both
men into him. He could see it, too, shining in the bright eyes that watched him so
anxiously; and although he couldn't twist around far enough to see the expression on
their younger mate's face, he knew the same look would be there as well. Tears did spill
from his eyes this time, but they were tears of release and peace. Fingers tightening
around the neck of the man behind him, Buck stretched out his other hand and traced the
lines of laughter and worry etched on the beloved features before him.
And, with a small nod, he relinquished himself completely to their loving control.
Gentle, callused fingers caught the hand roving his older lover's face, and the lips
that had caressed his stomach now nuzzled lightly at Buck's wrist. Those lips parted, and
the hot, wet tip of a tongue traced each vein from the base of his palm to the hollow of his
elbow over and over again. When the inside of Buck's forearm was thoroughly damp,
his second lover blew a cool breath over the glistening skin. Buck shivered, causing the
man within him to groan as the reaction transmitted skin to skin.
A smile creased the rugged face of the man in front of the joined pair, and a tender,
mischievous light sparkled in his eyes. He leaned forward and rubbed noses with Buck in
a gesture of light-hearted affection then dipped his head to leave his own mark of
possession on the opposite side of the pale throat. Buck closed his eyes and let the
feeling of being loved and owned seep into the damaged places of his soul.
The older man ran the flat of his tongue across one long collarbone to where the
younger one behind Buck still suckled wetly at his neck. The men's lips met over the
juncture of throat and shoulder and immediately latched onto one another, the hot,
mingled breath from the two caretakers igniting a wildfire in the sensitized nerves of their
charge.
A muffled, needy sound from Buck brought them back to their appointed task. With
one last tangle of tongues, the two men separated. The more experienced of the pair
moved his attentions north and captured Buck's lips in a softly passionate kiss. He
abruptly left his blue-eyed lover panting for more as he slowly slithered down the tall
man's torso, the tip of his tongue mapping a straight line down Buck's breastbone before
veering sharply left. Painting ever-decreasing circles around and around the dark disc of
flesh he found there, the light-haired man eventually took pity on his beleaguered mate
and sucked the passion-flushed nub into his mouth.
The younger man, in the meantime, trailed a series of little, nipping bites down the
nearest shoulder blade while oh so gradually increasing the tempo of his thrusts into the
warm, receptive body above him. One of his hands holding Buck ‘round the ribs inched
upwards far enough for the long fingers to gently tease the unattended nipple to a taut
aching point. The other hand wandered over the rest of his torso, finding every
sensitivity with uncanny accuracy and lingering over each spot until Buck could no
longer hold back tiny cries of want and need.
It seemed to be the signal the other two were waiting for. They became more intent,
more focused in their actions as they attempted to make themselves the only center of
Buck's world. Their dark-haired charge writhed with the pleasure of it until he couldn't
take any more. Shifting his trembling free hand from its place on his leg, he reached out
to guide the man bowed before him to the place he needed it most.
Without even looking, the older man caught the errant hand in a gentle but
unbreakable grip and stretched it upward to Buck's other tormentor. One solid hold was
traded for another as the man behind him tugged his arm back to join the one already
curled around his neck. When Buck moaned a protest and tried to break free, his younger
lover encouraged him to leave the arm where it was by licking and nibbling at the tightly
coiled biceps, picking up where the older man had left off earlier.
Arms curved behind his head, legs spread by the thighs he straddled, Buck's position
left him totally open and vulnerable to whatever the other two men desired. Yet, despite
the lovely frustration coursing through him at his inability to participate, he was not
afraid. His trust in them ran deep, and tonight, they took loving advantage of that trust.
The hot tongue lashing his nipple moved further down. It circled Buck's navel,
wound a path across his hips, hot hands caressed his thighs, then moved to cup his balls
and roll them between careful fingers. The tongue then traveled lower, past the long
column of flesh that was begging for attention, lower to where Buck and their lover were
joined. Both men gasped at the sensation and all motion ceased at the startling feel of
that damp heat tasting them so intimately, so lovingly.
The younger man then shifted slightly and began a deeper, more urgent rhythm.
Buck arched and twisted, desperately wanting to speed things up even more. The large
hand spanning his ribs held him steadfastly still, though, and kept control of the pace
despite the continued provocation of their other lover. Buck growled a mixture of
pleasure and frustration and dropped his head back against a sturdy shoulder.
All the frustration was forgotten in the next moment when the teasing tongue left
their joining and finally moved to where Buck wanted it the most. The feeling surged
back with even greater force when the older man even then refused to give him all he
needed. A tiny lick, a little touch, a gentle poke, a wet swirl, the intermittent puff of
warm breath, and endless, teasing lapping, but none of the enveloping heat and wetness
that would bring him blessed release.
And suddenly Buck decided that wasn't what he really wanted anyway. Twisting
one of his captured wrists free, he once again sunk his fingers into the fair hair tickling
his stomach and tugged gently but insistently. With one last devastatingly reluctant swirl
of the tongue, the man allowed himself to be pulled upward and met Buck's mouth in a
passionate kiss.
When they finally pulled apart for air, Buck rested his head against the shoulder in
front of him and whispered into the other man's ear, "Together. Please, I want to do this
together."
Hearing the quiet plea, the man behind Buck murmured into his ear, "Always and
forever, love, always and forever." Their lover simply nodded his acquiescence, eyes
shining with more emotion than he could ever voice aloud.
Rising up to his knees, the older man moved forward between the pair's spread thighs
until his erection pressed against Buck's. The three of them quickly reestablished the
rhythm the youngest of them had started earlier. The prolonged assault had each of them
so close that it only took a few moments before first Buck, then the man inside him, and
finally the man in front of him were shouting their release.
As the shuddering finally began to subside, the older man drew back and carefully
helped the other one sandwiching Buck shift so that the younger two were lying on their
sides, still joined. They both knew that Buck preferred to remain filled for as long as
possible whenever he was the one taken. It made him feel loved and wanted, and tonight
especially, he needed that. Throwing one arm protectively around his lover's broad
chest, the young man snuggled into Buck's back. From the other side, the light-haired
man cuddled them both to his chest, effectively cocooning the healing soul in a haven of
warmth and safety.
His doubts and worries temporarily laid to rest, Buck smiled wearily at the soft "I
love you's" from his mates and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
The End
