[Ménage and More ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, HEA]
When Jake Campbell lands his dream job as ranch-hand in training at the Striker Ranch, more than one dream comes true for the handsome young cowboy.
Jake has never told anyone that he’s gay, but the powerful physical attraction that he feels for the foreman, Jackson Stone, and his right-hand man, Nate O’Connell, leave no doubt in his mind that handsome, muscular men do it for him. They’re probably both straight though, I mean, most guys are, right?
Jake decides, better to keep his desires to himself, than risk being rejected, ridiculed, or worse. So, he keeps his mouth shut and waits. He doesn’t have to wait long as Jackson makes his own desires known at the first opportunity. Thrilled to learn that Jackson and Nate are together and that they both want him to join them, he eagerly embarks on his first sexual adventure. How can they build something more when trouble keeps coming their way?
A Siren Erotic Romance
- virginia lee
“Fuck, Jackson. I’m sorry,” Jake panted as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against Jackson’s clean-shaven chin.
“What for?” he asked, surprised.
“For c–c–coming so fast. W–we were s–supposed to—you kn–know?” Jake blushed again.
“Oh we will, don’t worry. Just relax for a minute,” Jackson suggested, “and never apologize for coming.”
“Okay.” Jake grinned shyly, letting Jackson know that he’d recovered enough to stand on his own by backing away from him slightly.
Jackson released him, searching his back pocket for something, a frown of confusion creasing his forehead when he didn’t find it.
“Looking for this?”
Jake nearly jumped out of his skin when Nate spoke up, but he hurriedly stuffed his now flaccid cock back into his jeans, still careful as he yanked up the zipper.
Jackson sighed heavily, accepting the crisp, white handkerchief from Nate’s outstretched hand.
“I thought that you’d decided to head into town with the others?”
“What, and miss this party?” A huge grin lit up Nate’s face, his beautiful blue eyes warm with amusement. And something else.
“Ah, w–we were j–just—” Jake swallowed hard, running a nervous hand through his thick brown hair. Christ, had Nate seen them?
“Just about done from the looks of it,” Nate teased. “For the moment at least.”
“Knock it off, Nate. You’re embarrassing Jake.”
Embarrassing? Shit! Jake was mortified. He glanced nervously between the two men, catching a look between them that surprised him. Some sort of silent communication that he was unable to decipher. What in the hell is going on here?
“Sorry, Jake,” Nate apologized immediately. “I’m only teasing. I do that.”
Jake cleared his throat and stammered. “I kn–know. It’s okay. I like th–that about you,” he confessed.
“See, Jackson? I told you so. Jake likes me too.” His grin was triumphant. “Don’t you, Jake?”
Nate turned to him, a question in his eyes. A question that it was obvious that he already knew the answer to.
Jake looked from Jackson to Nate and back again, unsure of just how much he should admit to. Jackson already knew how he felt about him. Did Nate? Did they know that he had the hots for both of them? Would they be okay with that or would it piss them off? He really, really, wished that he knew more about this stuff.
“Relax, Jake.” Nate moved closer to him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “I understand. We both do. Don’t forget that we’re just a couple of hot-blooded males too. Just like you.”
Hot? There was no denying that, Jake silently agreed. “I’m s–sorry, but I’m really c–c–confused,” he confessed.
“Didn’t Jackson talk to you? I saw you two together, so I thought…” Nate’s voice trailed off as he glanced over at Jackson expectantly.
Jackson sighed. “We talked, but I didn’t tell him everything,” he confessed. “He’s new to all of this, Nate. I didn’t want to overwhelm him.”
“T–too late,” Jake muttered. “I am…uh…overwhelmed.”
“Why don’t we sit and talk for a while, then?” Nate suggested as he headed over to the blanket, lowering himself down onto it. He sat cross-legged and waited for Jake to join him.
Jake sat down beside him and they both looked up at Jackson expectantly as he leaned against one of the beams. He’d wiped off his hand and stuffed the soiled handkerchief into a back pocket of his jeans.
“The thing is, Jake, we noticed that you’re attracted to Nate too.”
Oh fuck! “I…um…”
“It’s okay, Jake. I feel the same way about you,” Nate reassured him.
Shocked, relieved, Jake glanced back and forth between the two of them again, his gaze finally settling on Jackson, hoping to gauge his reaction. “You’re not m–mad?” he asked him nervously.
“Of course not. Nate’s an attractive man. I wouldn’t be with him if he wasn’t,” Jackson teased.
Holy shit! How in the hell did I miss that one? “You two are together.” Jake’s words were a statement this time.
Jackson nodded. “We’ve been together for a few years now.”
Jake gulped and glanced over at Nate, still sitting beside him. “So, you’re not m–mad either?” Jake had a feeling that he didn’t need to clarify his question.
“You mean because I caught my boyfriend with his tongue down your throat while he was jerking you off?” Nate pretended to think about it for a minute. “No. Not really. Although I did think that I’d be joining you.” He turned his head then to glare at Jackson.
Jackson shrugged. “An opportunity presented itself.”
“So I see.”
Jake’s head was spinning. Just a little while ago, he’d been wondering if he’d ever find someone, if he’d ever have the opportunity to explore his sexuality, and now, here he was, smack dab in the middle of his favorite fantasy. He’d had sex with Jackson. Well—sort of. Now Nate was here too, saying the most wonderful things. The two men that he wanted the most, wanted him just as bad. As birthday presents went, this was one hell of a gift—even if it was three days late…
“I think Jake’s catching on,” Nate teased.
“We’d never ask you to do anything that you don’t want to do, Jake. If this is all too much for you—?”
“Jake may have doubts, but his dick is on board.” Nate grinned broadly as he glanced at Jake’s crotch.
Sure enough, he was rock hard again. Jake shifted uncomfortably. Throwing caution to the wind, he undid his jeans, freeing his erection.
“Are you sure about this, Jake?” Jackson asked again, ignoring Nate altogether.
“Are you kidding?” Jake’s grin mirrored Nate’s.
Jake blushed again and Jackson cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“I just want to make Jake’s first time better for him and for us. Jake and me will have our own firsts another day, won’t we, Jake?” Nate winked at him, a big grin showing off his perfect white teeth.
Shit! I’m about to come and all we’re doing is talking. Apparently there was a lot to be said for the power of suggestion.
“It’s okay. I t–trust you. B–both of you. B–but I need your help. I don’t kn–know wh–what to do,” Jake admitted.
“Just listen to your body. Don’t overthink it.” Nate stretched out beside him, turning onto his side to face him.
Jake uncrossed his legs and stretched out too, nose-to-nose with Nate. His heart was beating so fast that he couldn’t believe that it sped up when Jackson settled down behind him. Sandwiched between the two men, Jake was afraid that he was going to pass out, he was so excited.
He reached out a tentative hand, placing his palm against Nate’s chest. He smiled when he felt his rapid heartbeat, almost as fast as his own. Obviously he wasn’t the only one who was excited by what they were about to do. Nate’s cock nudged his when he scooted closer, and a fresh jolt of pleasure zinged through him. Growing bolder, he allowed the tips of his fingers to trail across Nate’s chest, eagerly exploring the contours of his body. Hard muscles flexed beneath warm skin, satiny smooth to the touch.
Nate’s sigh of satisfaction encouraged him to keep going. He watched, fascinated as Nate’s eyelids drifted closed a split second before their lips met. Nate sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling playfully, before he slid his tongue between his lips. Heeding Nate’s advice, Jake gave into his urges, enthusiastically exploring the recesses of Nate’s mouth with his own tongue, his hands running all over his chest and stomach.
Jackson nipped at the back of his neck, nipped at his shoulder, making him shiver. His big hands ran soothingly up and down his back, his cock just barely grazing the cheeks of his ass.
They were driving him wild, their hands and lips everywhere. He wanted so much to pleasure them as they were pleasuring him and he hoped that the soft sighs and low groans of approval that he heard meant that he was.
As soon as Nate released his mouth, Jackson’s was there to replace it. He was on his back now, Jackson leaning over him, kissing him more forcefully than he had before. Jake found that he liked that, as much as he liked the feel of Nate’s tongue flicking across his nipples, his fingertips tracing a path down through his happy trail.
Too soon, Jackson’s mouth was gone from his and by the time that he opened his eyes, Jackson was kneeling at his feet, his big, strong hands massaging his thighs, gently urging him to part them for him.
Jake complied without hesitation. He was putty in their hands. Hot and hard putty maybe, but putty just the same. His eyes widened with surprise when Jackson’s hands slid beneath his bottom, lifting him up off the floor a little, winking at him before he brought his face down between his legs.
What the—? “Oh, fuck!” Jake gasped when Jackson’s tongue probed his puckered opening, moistening his rear entrance while Nate wrapped his hand around his cock again. Jackson swirled his tongue around and around and Jake marveled at the sensation. He never would have believed that this would feel so good. He just had to open his eyes. He had to see what they were doing to him.
He realized instantly that these erotic images would be burned into his memory forever. Jackson’s handsome face was buried between his bottom cheeks, seemingly content to feast on his rear entrance. Nate’s face was tight with lust as he watched his hand sliding up and down the length of his cock. Nate kept glancing down at the top of Jackson’s head, his face tightening even more.
Nate must have felt his gaze settle on him, because he turned to face him suddenly. “I like to watch too,” he whispered with a grin and a wink.