STORY EXCERPT

“What movie are we watching tonight?”

Deacon smirked at Kane. “I wanted porn, but Finnegan refused.”

Finnegan seemed annoyed. “If you’re horny, go to the bathroom and jerk off.”

“Only if you do it with me,” Deacon shot back.

“No!” Finnegan exclaimed before telling the artificial intelligence, which was in control of many things in the house, to start playing the movie.

“Oh, come on!” Deacon half yelled before snickering loudly. “It will be fun.”

“Nope!”

“It’s not as if we’ve never done things together.”

Finnegan glared at Deacon. “Bro, can you shut the fuck up and let the rest of us enjoy the movie in peace?”

Deacon raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, but he had a huge smile on his face. The genre of the movie was romantic comedy, and Tristan probably would have loved it a lot if he wasn’t distracted by the new information regarding Finnegan and Deacon, which he had just learned about through the two men’s conversation. He could be certain now that his boss and the man’s best friend had no problem having sex with men, and they must be either gay or bisexual. Based on previous arguments between Deacon and Finnegan, Tristan was sure that they were tops only, which meant they must have shared a sexual partner between them. Or more than one.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Kane whispered next to Tristan’s left ear.

The two of them were cuddling really close on one end of the couch, which was twice as long as an average-size one. Finnegan and Deacon were occupying the other end of the same couch. They weren’t touching each other, but they were sitting really close. Tristan leaned in toward Kane and nodded.

“About Deacon and Finnegan?”

Kane grinned. “Yeah.”

Tristan chuckled softly. “I believe we’re on the same wavelength.”

After that, neither of them uttered a single word, and Tristan did his best to concentrate on the movie, but it was nearly impossible. He couldn’t resist wondering about the kind of things that Finnegan and Deacon would do with their sexual partners and one another. Based on the two men’s personalities, Deacon should be the playful lover while Finnegan would be the more serious one.

“No matter how much I love a man or a woman, I couldn’t continue dating someone who doesn’t want to have sex at all,” Deacon spoke up all of a sudden. “With my insanely high sex drive, it would be totally unrealistic. If I ever found myself in such a situation, I would be horny and frustrated all the time. I would lose control over my temper and snap at him or her, and the anger would eventually turn into resentment.”

At first, Tristan thought that was such a random comment. It took him a second or two to realize that Deacon was referring to the characters in the movie.

“I feel the same way as Deacon,” Finnegan interjected. “For some people, sex isn’t important, but for Deacon and me, it’s beyond essential. We really need that sexual intimacy.”

“What about an open relationship?” Kane suggested.

Deacon laughed, but he didn’t look happy at all. “Fuck, no! I’m not bothered by many things, but when it comes to my lover, I expect and demand loyalty. Total faithfulness and devotion.”

“Are you the possessive type or something?”

Deacon nodded at Tristan. “My partner can’t cheat because I apply the same standard to myself. Once we’re together, he or she isn’t allowed to stray. I’ll never tolerate and forgive a cheater.”

Tristan glanced at Finnegan. “What about you?”

“Just like Deacon,” Finnegan answered. “Frankly, I envy your relationship with Kane.”

Tristan was embarrassed upon hearing that, and he could see that Kane was visibly blushing. Kane rarely did that so he must have felt really shy for some unknown reason. Tristan knew he wasn’t obligated to explain his and Kane’s relationship to anybody else, including Finnegan and Deacon, but he didn’t want his boss’s mistaken assumption about them to continue because it might become something worse someday.

“Actually, Kane and I aren’t monogamous,” Tristan admitted. “Not yet.”

Deacon frowned. “What does that mean?”

“Tristan and I are both bottoms,” Kane explained. “We’re deeply in love, but we enjoy bottoming too much to give it up completely, and sex toys don’t really scratch the itch for us. Using the dildos doesn’t give us much satisfaction.”

“So, the two of you have sex with other men then,” Finnegan said.

Tristan nodded. “But we only do it together, and we have to get tested for sexually transmitted diseases at least four times a year. Kane and I made that agreement right from the start.”

“If we can find a top who’s willing to settle down permanently with both of us, we’re willing to stop fooling around outside of the relationship,” Kane added.

Finnegan and Deacon were quiet afterward. Tristan wasn’t sure what kind of thoughts were going through the two men’s heads, but it didn’t matter. Every relationship was different. Not a single one was better than all of the others. Everybody chose the relationship that worked the best for him or her, and if someday it was no longer effective, he or she would either have to modify or end it for good.

“Have the two of you ever fantasized about me?” Deacon inquired with a huge grin on his face. “Or Finnegan for that matter?”

“Yes,” Tristan admitted. “You’re both hot, but Kane and I have never made a move on either of you because, at first, we weren’t sure if you two were straight or gay.”

“Deacon and I are both into men and women.”

Kane smiled at Finnegan. “Thanks for the clarification, but as much as Tristan and I like you and Deacon, we don’t think it’s a great idea for us to have sex. You’re our boss, and Deacon is your best friend. If something went wrong in the future, it would be awkward for everybody.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“The two of you should go to bed now,” Deacon said to Kane and Tristan when breakfast was over. “Finnegan and I will clear and wash the dishes.”

Tristan shook his head. “Kane and I will help with the dishes. The chore will be done faster that way.”

“The two of you don’t have to do that, baby,” Finnegan interjected with a smile. “Deacon and I can handle it just fine.”

Tristan was quiet for a few seconds. Then he glanced at Finnegan and Deacon.

“Honestly, I’m not that tired today, and I’m feeling too horny right now. I don’t think I can fall asleep easily in my current state.”

Finnegan stared at Tristan, obviously surprised. “Fuck, baby! Are you sure? I mean, I’m always up for sex. You never have to beg or threaten me to get me to have sex with you. I’m willing to fuck you and Kane anytime, anywhere, but I don’t want to do it if either of you feels like you’re obligated to.”

Kane snorted. “I’m exhausted, I admit, but I’m definitely eager for a round of sex. Or ten.”

Deacon chortled. “Don’t tempt Finnegan and me, baby. You will regret it.”

“Maybe you and Finnegan should show Tristan and me exactly what you can do to us,” Kane shot back with a wink.

Deacon laughed even louder. “By the time Finnegan and I are done with the two of you, you will be screaming for mercy.”

“Words are cheap,” Tristan retorted with a grin.

Then he ran away from the dining room, and Kane quickly followed. He’d almost reached the master bedroom when someone abruptly wrapped both arms around his waist from behind. He panicked a little, but he didn’t struggle to break free. Not that much anyway. When Kane turned his head around, he saw that it was Finnegan, and his boyfriend had an amused expression on his goddamn handsome face.

“If you apologize for taunting Deacon and me, I’ll take it easy on you later.”

Kane smirked at Finnegan. “Give it your best, big guy.”

Finnegan snickered. “Mouthy all the way till the end. You will be sorry, baby.”

Kane pretended to yawn while looking bored. “You talk too much. What I desperately need is your cock inside my ass.”

“That can be arranged!” Finnegan exclaimed before lifting Kane off the floor and carrying him all the way into the bedroom.

Kane was surprised when he landed on his back on the bed a short while later, and it wasn’t because Finnegan had just thrown him onto the mattress. The reason for his astonishment was the sight of Deacon and Tristan making out next to him, and the noises his boyfriends were making were absolutely obscene and so sexy. He didn’t know when Deacon had run past him and Finnegan and then caught up to Tristan, but he didn’t get the chance to think about it much further. He got lost in the moment pretty quickly when Finnegan pressed their lips together. He loved it when Finnegan nibbled on his lips, but he enjoyed it even more when his boyfriend engaged him in a ferocious battle of the tongues.

He was shocked when he heard something rip. For a second or two, he thought that he and his three boyfriends must have accidentally torn the bedsheets or something. When he glanced sideways, he found out that Deacon had grabbed and pulled at Tristan’s shirt with too much force. Tristan’s poor shirt was now shredded beyond repair. Tristan looked simultaneously amused and taken aback.

“You owe me a shirt, stud.”

Deacon beamed widely at Tristan. “I’ll buy you a million new shirts, baby. Now, take everything off. I really need to fuck your sweet ass.”

“That sounds so cute and sweet!” Tristan exclaimed with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “I guess it’s true when people say that romance is dead.”

Deacon snorted. “I’ll give you romance through a good old-fashioned pounding of your ass.”

Tristan laughed, but he didn’t utter a single word. Instead, he removed all of his clothes. Deacon, Finnegan, and Kane followed suit immediately. Kane was surprised when Finnegan abruptly shoved a couple of fingers into his ass. Finnegan must have slicked his fingers up with lubricant because they were wet and slippery inside Kane’s hole. Next to him and Finnegan, Deacon was doing the same thing to Tristan. Finnegan added another finger a minute or so later. Kane allowed Finnegan to loosen him up for a while before pushing his ass backward, silently begging for his boyfriend’s cock. Finnegan didn’t disappoint. Kane heaved out a sigh of relief and contentment when he felt Finnegan thrusting that incredibly hard, long, and thick cock into his ass one inch at a time.

“Are you feeling much better now, baby?” Finnegan asked with a chuckle.

“Much,” Kane answered while clinging tightly to Finnegan with his arms and legs. “Now, shut the fuck up and tear my ass up.”

Finnegan seemed even more amused. “Your wish is my command.”

Kane was unable to utter a single word afterward because Finnegan was slamming in and out of his ass like a madman possessed while making out with him like the world was about to end soon. He didn’t mind the rough and violent treatment from Finnegan. He couldn’t have cared less that Finnegan was dripping sweat all over him. He actually enjoyed every single second of having his ass pummeled by Finnegan while his boyfriend was holding on to him like he was something valuable and precious.

“Harder, you son of a bitch! What’s the point of having so much muscle if you’re going to fuck me like a goddamn wimpy bastard?”