Nodding, I breathe through the panic until it passes. “Fuck.”
“I’m so proud of you, Bow,” Hawthorne says, smiling.
I huff a breath. “Proud of me?”
“You faced a fear. A huge one. Look at you now.”
“I had to be rescued.”
“There was nothing to rescue you from,” Aldis says. “You got almost to the top by yourself. Thorne just assisted you.”
They exchange glances as Thorne nods. “Aldis is right. You did amazing. All I did was help you finish. It happens to all of us at some point.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“Nope. We’ve all freaked out or got lightheaded or felt sick and needed a hand. You were right to be concerned all those times I climbed by myself. That’s why I’ve been sticking to the gym more. It’s not safe to go alone.”
“Thanks.”
He reaches up and brushes dusty fingers across my cheek. I feel like I could kiss him in this moment, and god, I want to, but it’s not the right moment. I don’t know when it will be, but I’ll feel it.
* * *
HAWTHORNE
Why can’t I just pull him to me and kiss his gorgeous mouth? Fuck, I know why. Part of me thinks he doesn’t want it. He kisses Aldis though. Why not me?
Bowen rolls off me onto his back, his arm resting across his forehead. His chest heaves with heavy breath as he calms himself. Aldis watches him with concerned eyes, occasionally glancing up at me.
Finally, Bowen chuckles. “I can’t believe I did this. I’m on top of a rock.”
“A big rock,” I add.
“Hell, yeah,” Aldis says.
“I don’t want to again though. Okay? This can be your thing for the two of you.”
Aldis looks at me again, holding my gaze as he smiles. “That works for me.”
“Me too.”
“Good.” Bowen sounds relieved. “I get it though. It’s pretty.”
“And peaceful,” Aldis says, reaching out to run his hand across Bowen’s stomach. “We’re all alone up here. Just nature and us.”
I lie on my back next to Bowen, soaking in the sun’s rays. The rocks are slightly cool, creating an interesting contrast. Aldis lies down too.
“Have you ever jerked off on a climbing trip?” he asks.
I chuckle. “Hasn’t everyone?”
“I certainly have.”
“In public?” Bowen asks, shocked.
“Who’s in public right now?” Aldis asks. “Like I said, we’re just three men enjoying nature. No one is around.”
I rise up on my elbows. “I like where you’re going with this.”
“Climbing makes me horny. What can I say?”
“A man after my own heart.”
Bowen opens his eyes and watches with a shocked expression as Aldis and I peel out of our clothes before finally sighing and getting out of his too. None of us move or touch each other. We just lie in the sun, completely naked.
“I heard sunning your asshole is a good way to lift your mood when you’re in a funk,” Bowen says.
I chuckle. “Where did you hear that?”
“A podcast.”
“You like those.”
“I do. You learn things.”
“Like what?” Aldis asks.
“All kinds of things.” He stretches his arms above his head, and my eyes follow the movement. “I learned about prostate milking.”
Aldis clears his throat as his cock noticeably swells. “Tell us more.”
“Apparently, it’s good for you. Obviously, it feels good.”
“What do you mean?” I ask as both men look at me.
“Ah, is our fair Hawthorne unfamiliar with the pleasures of the prostate?”
“Probably,” Bowen answers.
“I bet we’d both love to enlighten him.”
“I sure the fuck would.”
“Uh, how would you enlighten me?”
Aldis grins. “Remember how I was gorging myself on Bowen’s pretty hole last night?”
A surge of precum oozes out of me just from his words. “Yep.”
“Bowen would love to treat you to some of that love, wouldn’t you, babe?”
He nods, his eyes heavy as he holds Aldis’s gaze.
“And then we’d both put our fingers inside you.”
My breath hitches and my cock swells. Bowen still has his head turned toward Aldis, but his body is definitely reacting to this.
“And we find your prostate,” Aldis continues. “And we play with it until you beg us to stop.”
“Until you come,” Bowen says, now turning to me.
“And then what?” Aldis asks, dragging his finger in circles over Bowen’s nipple. “Tell him what we do next.”
“Aldis will fuck you,” Bowen whispers. “I’ll hold your legs open so he can pound your prostate until more cum than you knew existed pours out of you.”
“Fuck,” I whisper.
“And then? When Thorne was hard again? What then, Bow?” Aldis teases.
“I’d slide down his cock and fuck myself on him.”
I moan, closing my eyes as clear liquid pours out of me. Aldis leans over Bowen, scooping some off the rock. “That’s right. We’d fuck him dry, wouldn’t we, baby?”
Bowen nods as Aldis uses my precum to slick up Bowen’s cock. He leans in and strokes me, his hand getting sticky and messy before he rubs his own cock.
“Remember when Thorne thought his precum was an issue?” Aldis asks, smiling warmly at me.
Bowen nods. “It’s sexy as fuck.”
“I know.”
He rolls onto his back, stroking himself until Bowen and I follow suit. The three of us lie in the sun, completely naked, fisting our cocks with my precum as lube. And this is now officially in the top five hottest things that have ever happened to me, right after sinking into Bowen’s incredible body.
As heat builds in my chest and stomach, swirling around me like a storm, I replay Aldis’s words in my mind, imagining Bowen riding me, imagining me with my legs splayed and Aldis between them, smashing my hole.
I come silently, overwhelmed by the sexy images in my mind. Bowen’s soft moan pulls my eyes open in time to see cum gush from his cock. Aldis turns to his side, stroking to finish on Bowen’s stomach. As we all come back to earth, I almost feel like I could cry as emotion grips my chest.
“I had no idea sex could be like this.”
Aldis laughs softly. “Welcome to the club, babe.”
Bowen reaches out and squeezes my hand. “I would’ve told you sooner, but I didn’t think it was applicable.”
I laugh as a random tear slides down my cheek. “At least I know now.”
Bowen turns his head, but his smile is gone. I’m pretty sure I know what he wants to know, but I don’t know the answer. How does this work with three? How do we keep this? Does Aldis want this, or is he just fucking around? It’s something we really need to talk about, but doing so feels like breaking the magic. I guess I’d rather enjoy this for what it is and however long it lasts than be the one to ruin it.
“Should we head down?” Aldis says, breaking the silence. “Clean up in the river and rustle up some lunch?”