Page 61 of Inevitable

Next year. That sounded like a commitment. Like something permanent. He was so bad at relationships. Which was kind of a given seeing that he’d never actually been in one.

But he was in one now, wasn’t he? They were sleeping in the same bed every night, wrapped together like pretzels. Bas had called Ezra his boyfriend. And Drew? He was the most transparent in his feelings out of the three of them. Somehow, even after everything he’d been through with his family’s betrayal, he still had the strength to jump in, headfirst.

Ezra wanted to respond in kind, but words didn’t seem to come out. Fear was choking Ezra’s insides. Instead, he lifted his head and kissed Drew. Their tongues moved languidly against each other, teasing and testing.

Drew’s hands moved to Ezra’s ass, and he maneuvered him so that Ezra was fully on top of him. Ezra sucked in his breath when he felt Drew’s erection press against his own.

He moved his hips in a slow circle, and when a low groan spilled from Drew’s lips, he did it again and again until Drew started lifting his own hips, meeting Ezra’s thrusts with his own.

It was slow and lazy like the morning itself had been. They exchanged languid kisses as they rubbed against each other.

Drew’s hands pushed into Ezra’s boxer shorts, and he grabbed onto Ezra’s ass. Ezra tried to drag Drew’s underwear down.

He was eventually forced to pull his mouth from Drew’s to grunt, “Off,” before slamming his lips back down on Drew’s.

Drew rolled them to their sides, and they pushed their underwear down, both of them groaning as their bare cocks touched.

“God, I want you so fucking much,” Drew panted.

Ezra pressed his head against Drew’s neck as he circled his hips, searching for more friction. The pressure of a hand would have helped, but he liked this slow buildup to his orgasm that was happening right now. He loved watching Drew throw his head back and loved the noises that escaped his throat when Ezra nipped at the skin of Drew’s neck. Loved how Drew arched into him with every slow roll of their hips.

Their kisses grew harder as the intensity between them built.

“You’re so hot,” Ezra groaned as Drew’s dick slid against his own erection. “How are you so hot?”

Drew chuckled. “Natural talent,” he said breathlessly.

Ezra’s hips punched forward, his movements increasing in intensity.

“So close,” he gritted out after a second.

Drew let out a strained chuckle. “Likewise,” he moaned.

“Please.” Ezra had no idea what he was asking, but Drew seemed to know immediately as he rolled them again so that Ezra was on his back. Drew pushed himself up on his arms and grasped both of their dicks in his hand.

It took only a couple of drags and Ezra shouted out his release, his whole body going stiff as his orgasm washed over him.

He only had enough energy to open one eye and watch as Drew took his cock in his hand while straightening himself so that he was kneeling above Ezra. He punched his hips forward and jacked himself off for a few moments. Ropes of cum shot out, covering Ezra’s stomach and chest before Drew dropped back down, covering Ezra’s body with his.

For a long time, neither of them moved. Ezra’s limbs were buzzing pleasantly as he lay underneath Drew’s heavy body. He loved every moment of it, especially Drew’s reassuring weight on top of him.

“You know, if I would have known you two were going at it, I would have played something sexier.” Ezra eyes widened. He turned his head and licked his lips as he saw Bas leaning against the doorjamb with one shoulder.

His heart started beating faster because it suddenly registered very clearly that Bas was seeing him and Drew right after they’d gotten each other off. It was one thing knowing that it had happened. It was a whole other thing actually witnessing the aftermath.

Bas stepped closer as Ezra pushed Drew off him and moved to a sitting position. He had no idea what was going to happen now. How to act. What to say. Had they overstepped?

Bas stopped in front of the bed and leaned closer. He kissed Ezra slowly and thoroughly, and when he pulled away, he looked deep into Ezra’s eyes, his palm still on Ezra’s cheek, and murmured, “You taste like Drew. I like it.”

Drew had moved to sitting cross-legged on the bed, completely unbothered by his nakedness, and smiled softly as he looked at Bas and Ezra.

This was the most surreal situation Ezra had ever been in.

Bas straightened himself and grinned. “I should write you your very own soundtrack to fuck to.”

Ezra closed his eyes as he shook his head and laughed.

“You’re… something,” he said, unable to find the right words. It was still a bit weird, but Ezra supposed so were all first times.