Hawthorne hops in the back, leaving the passenger seat for me. I buckle in, glancing at the handsome man beside me and wondering what he has planned for the weekend.
“Weather is supposed to be nice,” Aldis says. “Plenty of sunshine and mild temps.”
“Perfect,” Hawthorne says.
“What kind of music do you like, Bow?”
I shrug. “I’m pretty easygoing.”
“You know what I like,” Hawthorne answers.
“Classic rock it is then.”
The drive is long, but it goes fast, with the three of us talking about various things. Hawthorne and Aldis are pumped to do some rock climbing, while I’m looking forward to some peaceful fishing.
By the time we pull into our campsite, I’m starving. “Can we eat real quick before we set up?”
Aldis nods. “Thinking the same thing.”
Hawthorne grabs the sandwiches we made out of the cooler and hands them out. We eat in silence, just absorbing the beauty of nature all around us. Once we’re done, we work together to get the tent set up, and that’s when I realize we’ll all be sleeping together tonight. Hawthorne can’t run off to be alone in his room, and I hope that isn’t going to be a problem if anything physical happens between us.
Maybe it won’t though. We’ll just be dudes camping. No fooling around. That thought gets kicked to the curb pretty fast when I look up and meet Aldis’s heated gaze. He licks his lips, and fuck me, my cock bounces. How did I think the three of us gallivanting in the woods for three days would be platonic?
Aldis walks behind me, dragging his lips across my neck near my ear. “I want to fuck you so bad. I’ve been thinking about being inside you again all week.”
“Babe.” I twist to face him, fisting the hem of his hoodie in my hands. “We’re not alone.”
“Oh, I know.” Aldis runs his cool, rough hand under my shirt and across my belly. “I bet he would love to see me bend you over and eat that beautiful hole of yours.”
“Aldis…”
“He imagined it. Remember?”
I look over my shoulder at Hawthorne, who unpacks his bag, seemingly oblivious to this interaction.
“He wondered what your face looks like while I pound you.” His hand slides down to the growing bulge between my legs. “I would love to show him.”
“And then?”
“Whatever he likes. He can take over destroying your tight hole, or he can choke you with his cock. It’s such a nice cock, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Mm,” Aldis moans, nipping at my jaw. “I’ll do anything you want, Bow. Anything.”
I meet his eyes. “Why?”
“Because it makes me happy to make you happy.” His eyes flit to Thorne, who’s still ignoring us. “Do you know what kind of high it gave me to see you sucking your best friend knowing how long you must have wanted to?”
“I’m very lucky I met you.”
Aldis grins, giving my dick a slight squeeze. “That makes two of us.”
We break apart and unpack our bags as well, discussing what we’ll do the rest of the day. It’s midday, so the two of them are ready to do some climbing while I decide to hang back and just relax.
I snag my headphones to listen to some podcasts I downloaded. I scroll through the titles, my finger hovering over one I grabbed on a whim about polyamory. With both guys gone, I settle on a nice spot in the sun under a tree with my fishing pole at the ready and get to listening. I don’t know if I’m polyamorous, but I do know that letting either Aldis or Hawthorne go doesn’t sound like my idea of a good time.
HAWTHORNE
“Dude, this is steep as fuck.”
Aldis nods, gripping a rock right next to me. “Fuck yeah, it is.” He glances up. “Not much farther though. Unless you want to wimp out and go back down.”
I snort a grunt. “Not so much. I’ll see you at the top.”
Aldis grins, wiggling his eyebrows at me. Damn, that man brings out my competitive side. I find myself wanting to surpass him with each move, but he’s just as good as I am.
I dig in and focus on my climb. The worst thing to do is be distracted. That’s how accidents happen.
The grunting man beside me is exactly that though. He’s shirtless, his skin and muscles glistening with sweat as the sun bears down on us, and fuck me, I’m curious to know how his mouth would feel around my cock.
Shaking my head, I try to erase those thoughts and pull myself up another rock. Finding my footing, I make it slightly ahead of Aldis. When I glance down at him, he grunts again and pulls himself up.
We finally reach the top, but it’s taken a toll on both of us as we stretch out on our backs, soaking up more sun and breathing hard. We don’t speak for a while, and that’s just fine with me. Surrounded by nature after a hard climb is pretty damn sweet.
Eventually, Aldis turns his head toward me. “You’re a badass climber. Mad respect.”
“Same.”
We bump fists then fall back into silence.
“It’s nice up here,” Aldis says after a few minutes.
“Yeah. I wish Bow liked to climb.”
“For sure.”
“But it’s nice to have company.” Our eyes meet, and Aldis gives me such an intense look, I’m tempted to glance away, but I hold my ground.
“Where are you at right now with all of this?” he asks.
“Going with the flow, man.”
He nods. “Cool.” He sits up. “Want to head down to get our guy?”
Our guy? The phrase rattles around my head until it settles in my chest. I expect the immediate reaction to be jealousy or possession, but instead, it sounds…kind of nice.
“Yeah. Let’s head down.”
After rappelling down, we walk back to camp, finding Bowen shirtless and sitting under a tree with his headphones in and eyes closed. Aldis bumps me with his arm.
“He’s so fucking hot, isn’t he?”
I don’t know how I never saw it before, but I do now. “Yeah. He’s gorgeous.”
Aldis turns to me. “So are you, Thorne. I love watching the two of you together. It’s quite a sight.”
I clear my throat as my body heats up. He steps so close I think he’s going to kiss me and the idea of that sends a wave of panic through me. I kind of want to kiss him, but there’s no way I want my first kiss with a man to be anyone but Bowen. He doesn’t kiss me though.
He leans close to my ear and whispers, “You make him so happy.” His hand running down my back to rest right above my ass sends another shiver through me. “We make him happy.”
Swallowing hard, I nod and turn my head to face him. “I know. I don’t know where this is going, but I’m open.”
“Perfect. Shall we wake up Sleeping Beauty?”
I chuckle. “Yeah.”
Bowen’s eyes open as we approach, and he sits up straighter, pulling his earbuds out. “You’re back.”
“Just got here,” Aldis answers. “What are you doing?”
“Listening to some podcasts.” I don’t know if Aldis can see the blush on his cheeks, but I can. I wonder what he was listening to. “Got some fish too.”