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He turns, and I follow them into their hotel room, my heart pounding in my chest. When Tara invited us on this trip, I had no idea this was where my night would end, but I’ve never been more grateful for our shared friend group.

The door clicks shut, and the three of us are left standing in the small entryway to their hotel room, glancing at each other. It’s not awkward, but the tension radiating between us is visceral.

“Do you guys have any rules I should know about?” I ask, my breathing already heavy from the anticipation. “Any boundaries? Position preferences?”

“I typically only top,” Patrick answers, which doesn’t surprise me after hearing his less-than-subtle jokes for so long.

“I’m vers, but it’s obviously been a while since I’ve topped,” Joey adds with a laugh.

“I’m also vers,” I share. I want to be in any and every position possible tonight with these two—sucking their dicks, bottoming for both of them, in Joey’s ass while Patrick’s in mine—I’m eager for it all. This is far from my first threesome, but this is definitely the most excited I’ve ever been to participate in one. These two are my wet dream.

“Cool. I’m good with anything,” Joey confirms. “Patrick and I talked, and since we don’t know what to expect, the only rule we have for now is condoms. If anything feels off for any of us, we say it, and we stop. This will only work if we’re all completely honest. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” Patrick and I say at the same time.

Patrick walks over to a suitcase and unzips the top pocket, pulling out a pack of condoms and a travel-sized bottle of lube, tossing them on the bed.

As confident as I’ve always been in our flirty exchanges, this feels different. A huge step in our friendship, but an even bigger step in their relationship, since their comments have made it clear this is a first for them. Them choosing me as their first third has my confidence through the fucking roof. I’m honored. And although I likely have more experience in the group sex department than they do, I want them to initiate what happens next so this experience is exactly what they want it to be.

Patrick walks up to Joey, sliding his big palm around the back of Joey’s head to grip his hair before he slams their mouths together. Joey goes along willingly, meeting the kiss with equal enthusiasm as they lick into each other’s mouths.

Joey eventually pulls away, turning toward me, and I give a slight nod. He wraps his fist in the front of my shirt to pull me into him, his gaze locked on my mouth as he dips down to connect his lips with mine. The kiss is far more gentle and exploratory than the one they just shared. It’s probably such a unique feeling for him after only kissing his husband for so long, and it’s a rush knowing I’m on the receiving end.

I can’t help but rest my hands on his hips, needing to touch more of him. Joey begins to relax as he starts sinking into me more, and I use that as an invitation to pull him even closer, slotting my leg between his, where I can already feel his erection. He groans into my mouth as he grinds into me, and my hard cock jerks at the sound.

“This is so hot,” Patrick comments in a deep tone from behind us, and we break apart, grinning.

Patrick doesn’t waste any time. He steps up to me and cradles my head in his hand, just like he did to Joey. I have to tilt my head back to look up at him. He’s a good five or six inches taller than me, even taller than his husband, and I love how his whole body wraps around me as he leans down for a kiss.

His lips move with much more certainty than Joey’s, and I happily let him take the lead. He licks at the seam of my lips, and I open easily, letting our tongues dance together. Joey steps up behind me, hands gripping my hips as he kisses the back of my neck while his husband makes out with me. Being sandwiched between them is everything I’ve dreamed of, and I thrust my hips forward in response.

Patrick pulls back, leaning over my shoulder to kiss Joey for a long moment before shifting his focus back to me. His fingers grip the hem of my shirt, and I nod as he strips it off me before doing the same to himself. I’ve seen them shirtless and in short swim trunks all day at the pool, but this is significantly more intimate. I swallow as I take him in, then turn to look at Joey.

“I want to see you too.”

He smiles as he takes his shirt off, but he doesn’t stop there. He strips out of his shorts, and my eyes are locked on his erection bulging in his boxer briefs. My mouth waters knowing what we’re about to do, and I follow suit. When I turn my attention back to Patrick, I’m not surprised to find he’s stripped completely bare.

“Holy shit,” I murmur as my jaw literally drops open in response to the size of him. His cock is huge. He has neatly trimmed brown hair at the base, and his shaft is jutting out from his body with a slight upward curve that I would love to feel inside of me. His tip is already leaking precum, and I want to lap it up immediately.

Instead, I take a steadying breath and try to remind myself to let them lead.

“Right?” Joey chuckles beside me, wrapping his arm around my waist again. “It’s been fun having him all to myself, but I figured there was probably enough to share with our hot neighbor.”

“Well, thank you for making a gay man’s dream come true.”

“As much as I appreciate you both admiring my dick, I’d much rather it be inside of at least one of you. Let’s get those sexy holes ready for me, huh?” Patrick suggests, crass as ever, and I can’t help but laugh at his directness. “Want me to take turns eating you both out, or, Joey, love, do you want to warm up Scotty while I get you ready?”

“I definitely want to prep Scotty,” Joey says breathily before he gives Patrick a quick kiss, then turns to me. “If that works for you?”

“Absolutely, yes.”

“On the bed,” Joey instructs, and I quickly ditch my underwear before I move to the very center of the king-sized bed on all fours, trying to arch my back in a way that makes my ass look as perky as possible.

Joey strips out of his underwear, and fuck me, this really is a dream come true—his cock is stunning, too, a little smaller than Patrick’s, but not by much. I could stare at them all day. Joey settles in behind me, and it’s only a second before I feel him licking a stripe up over my hole.

“Fuuuck,” I moan.

The sensation is incredible, but more than that, picturing Patrick getting Joey ready while his wet tongue is on my hole makes everything so much more erotic. I already know this is going to be the best orgasm of my life, and nothing has even touched my dick yet.