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When he regained his breath, Phillip realized his eyes were closed, but he was still holding himself up on trembling arms, trying not to crush Jonathan or Maggie who was still beneath them both. As if from far away he heard Maggie’s sobs, and he slowly pulled out of Jonathan, his cock tender from the rough fuck but pleasantly so. He felt Jonathan shiver and then he fell onto his side next to his two lovers.

Phillip had to close his eyes again for a moment, fighting dizziness. He felt the bed move as he heard Jonathan lie down, and turned his head to see Jonathan on the other side of Maggie.

“Don’t cry, darling,” he was whispering to Maggie, “don’t cry. I love you, Maggie, I love you.” Jonathan gathered Maggie into his arms and Phillip snuggled up against her back.

“I know, Maggie,” he whispered with his cheek pressed against the soft skin between her shoulder blades. His arms went tightly around her, and Jonathan snuggled closer on the other side, pressing against them. “It was amazing, darling, and we have him back. We have Jonathan and he’s never going to leave again.”

“No, no,” Jonathan whispered, placing soft kisses against Maggie’s face. “I’ll never leave you again, Maggie. You’ll get sick to death of me, you’ll see. I’ll follow you and Phillip around like a stray dog waiting for a handout. I’ll be begging you both to fuck me night and day, day and night. You’ll wish you’d never come after me.”

Maggie laughed weakly, and Phillip smiled against her back. “Not bloody likely,” she sniffled. “We’ll just spank you soundly and throw you on the bed.Or the floor.Or a convenient table.”

Phillip laughed out loud.“Or the privet hedge. Or that little wall around the fountain, you know the one?In the rose garden. I think it’s wide enough, although we’ll have to sit, as opposed to lie, I believe. Or…”

Jonathan interrupted with a sigh. “Yes, I get the idea. Am I allowed to do a little spanking and throwing too? Or is that my lifelong punishment?”

“Did it feel like punishment?” Maggie asked suggestively. She wiped at a tear on her cheek, but she was no longer crying.

“Absolutely…not,” Jonathan teased. Phillip pulled back and looked over Maggie to see him smiling
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roguishly. Phillip lightly rested his chin on Maggie’s shoulder.

“Would you like to spank and throw us about?” Phillip asked, his tone light but serious.

Jonathan looked up at him and furrowed his brow. “Not tonight. But when the mood strikes, you’ll know.”

Phillip was about to respond when Maggie’s cranky voice interrupted. “I need a bath.”

Both men laughed. “We’ve no bath, but I think some warm water can be arranged,” Jonathan said, amused. “I could use a wash myself.” The look he gave Phillip was as tender as it was a promise of passion to come.

Jonathan woke up abruptly, wondering what had awakened him. It took a moment to remember where he was, and then memories of last night came pouring in. He felt a hand on his stomach and glanced to his side to see Phillip still asleep. His hand had moved on Jonathan as he dreamed. Jonathan could see no sign of Maggie.

He took his time enjoying the sight of a nude, sleeping Phillip. The memory of his cock filling him last night caused a sharp ache of longing in Jonathan. He touched Phillip’s hand lightly, running his fingers up Phillip’s arm to caress his biceps. The muscles flexed, and Jonathan’s eyes flew to Phillip’s, now open and staring hotly at him.

Phillip’s hand moved along Jonathan’s stomach, caressing his flesh as he reached down and gripped his cock, rock-hard already. Jonathan gasped quietly and slowly pumped his hips, his cock moving in and out of Phillip’s fist. He felt a pressure on his leg, and as he looked down, Phillip pulled his hips back so Jonathan could see his engorged cock. Jonathan reached down and tentatively wrapped his own fist around Phillip’s hot, hard cock. Phillip’s eyes closed, and for a few minutes the two lay, thrusting into one another’s hands, pumping their fists on each other’s cocks.

Finally Jonathan pulled away slightly and released Phillip’s manhood. Phillip’s eyes opened dreamily and he made no protest as Jonathan rolled him onto his back. Jonathan climbed on top of Phillip, carefully aligning their cocks, so that when he lay fully on Phillip, his legs spread out to the sides of Phillip’s, their lengths rested hotly against one another. The weight of Jonathan and the feel of his cock rubbing on his caused Phillip to shiver deliciously.

“Jonathan,” he moaned.

“ Shhh,” Jonathan whispered in his ear, his tongue darting out to lick at the whorls there. At the same time, Jonathan began to move, thrusting his hips, fucking Phillip’s cock with his own.

A strangled sound came from Phillip’s throat and he grabbed Jonathan’s hips, pressing him more firmly against his cock. Jonathan’s hands had been resting alongside Phillip’s head, but now they moved, burying themselves in his golden locks. Jonathan raised himself slightly, until his lips were a breath away from Phillip’s.

“Yes,” he whispered, “Fuck me just like that, Phillip.”

He feathered his lips over Phillip’s, and Phillip’s tongue snaked out, seeking the heat of Jonathan’s
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mouth.

“Oh yes,” Jonathan moaned, his own mouth closing hot and wet over Phillip’s, his tongue thrusting out to tangle with Phillip’s as they fought for dominance of the kiss, exploring each other’s mouths in their silent duel.

Their hips began thrusting harder, faster, their cocks pumping up and down along each other, caressing one another with their hard, hot, velvety lengths. Jonathan pulled back from the kiss, breathing heavily, and rested his head on Phillip’s shoulder, his hot moist breath fanning Phillip’s throat.

Phillip’s hands slowly caressed Jonathan’s ass, pumping above him. Gently he allowed his fingers to explore the crease there, and he felt the sticky residue of his own cum. The thrill of lust that shot through him caused his cock toleak, and the feel of the hot pre-cum between them as they rubbed together caused Phillip to grit his teeth and Jonathan to moan deeply.

Phillip experimentally inserted the tip of his finger in Jonathan’s rosebud, and Jonathan’s groan of pleasure was guttural. When he tried to insert it farther, however, he met with resistance. Jonathan was kissing and licking his neck and nibbling on his ear, murmuring words of encouragement.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, Phillip. Oh God, fuck me again,” he moaned, thrusting his ass on Phillip’s finger.

“Wait, darling, wait,” Phillip whispered, his other hand coming up to stroke Jonathan’s hair, quieting him.

“I need the cream, Jonathan, get the cream from the table.”

Jonathan looked up, uncomprehending at first, but as he watched Phillip strain for the cream on the night table, he slid partially off him and reached it himself. Phillip took it from him and placed it on the bed, within reach. Then he helped Jonathan back atop him, readjusting their cocks so they could fuck again.

Both men moaned deeply at the sheer pleasure of their cocks rubbing together. After a moment, Phillip reached out and coated his long middle finger with cream as Jonathan watched, his breath hitching with anticipation. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as Phillip’s creamy finger rubbed along his anus, anointing it.

Then the digit slipped in, twisting gently against the tight pressure.

“Oh God,” Jonathan moaned, his hips thrusting back.

“What do you want?” Phillip whispered into Jonathan’s ear as Jonathan’s head rested weakly on his shoulder. He followed the question with a sharp nip on Jonathan’s earlobe.

Jonathan gasped and pulled his head up. He looked directly into Phillip’s eyes, letting him see the desire there.

“Fuck me, Phillip,” he replied, then let his mouth once again capture Phillip’s and plunder it.

Phillip was moaning at the sweet desperation of Jonathan’s kiss as he plunged his finger to the hilt in Jonathan’s ass. His large knuckle caught briefly on the tight ring of muscles guarding his entrance but then forced its way inside. Jonathan’s moan was one of visceral satisfaction as he began to thrust his hips, fucking Phillip’s cock with his own at the same time he fucked his finger in and out of his ass.

For minutes the two men fucked, growing wilder, thrusting harder. Another finger joined the first in Jonathan’s ass and finally a third. Their breath was ragged, their moans nearly unceasing, as they climbed toward release.

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Suddenly Jonathan pulled away, sitting up. Phillip pulled his fingers away and grabbed Jonathan’s hips.

Jonathan raised himself high on his knees as he grabbed Phillip’s engorged length and guided it to his back entrance.

“Yes, Jonathan,” Phillip breathed, biting his lip to keep from crying out as the tip of his cock entered Jonathan’s ass.

Jonathan let go of his cock and leaned forward to rest his weight on his hands. Phillip reached out and grabbed him above the hips, pushing him a little more upright, and when the angle was right, he smoothly sheathed his cock all the way in Jonathan’s tight hole.

“Oh God,” Jonathan cried out, bucking slightly, causing Phillip’s cock to push deeper into him.

The two men stopped, the only sound their ragged breathing as they stared into one another’s eyes.

“I love you, Jonathan,” Phillip whispered as he lifted him slowly up along the spear of his cock until only the tip was still impaled.

“I love you too, Phillip,” he said, as he lowered himself again. He threw his head back in ecstasy at the feel of that long, hard cock fucking him. Once again the joy of letting Phillip possess him, the joy of possessing Phillip overcame him. Beyond thought, emotion driving him, he leaned forward and kissed Phillip with all the love and desire he had denied for so long.

Phillip came first. The feel of Jonathan’s lips as they trailed kisses on his throat, Jonathan’s cock as it roughly caressed his stomach, and Jonathan’s ass clutching him became too much to bear.

The feel of Phillip’s hot come in his ass caused Jonathan to come. The two men groaned loudly into each other’s mouths as they frantically thrust against one another. They kissed one another just as frantically, their tongues clashing, their teeth scraping as they went wild with their simultaneous orgasms.

This was how Maggie found them. It was just past dawn, and she’d gone to the kitchen for some breakfast and was bringing the tray into the room when she heard them moaning and looked up to see the two men who had fucked her last night kissing passionately, thrusting into one another. The room smelled of hot, fresh sex, and Maggie’s own juices instantly began to flow. She hurriedly placed the tray of food on a table and ran for the bed.

Jonathan had just collapsed atop Phillip, sated and replete, when Maggie jumped onto the bed and onto his back. Both he and Phillip were unprepared, not having heard her come in, and cried out in surprise.

Maggie laughed with delight as she hugged Jonathan and spread exuberant kisses over his back.

“Oh this is going to be so much fun!” she cried out happily.

Phillip groaned under the combined weight of Jonathan and Maggie. “What is?” he said breathlessly, pushing Jonathan off, and the two rolled over on the bed. Maggie immediately climbed back atop Jonathan and hugged him, her head on his chest, her smiling face turned to Phillip. He was so satisfied and Maggie so happy he found it impossible to be upset with her leaping arrival.

“Our life, silly!”Maggie replied, turning her head to kiss Jonathan’s chest. Jonathan was running his hand over her hair and laughing at her antics. At her reply he looked up at Phillip, a grin stretched across his face. He looked happier than Phillip had ever seen him before.

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“Yes it is, Maggie,” Jonathan said, his eyes glowing into Phillip’s. “Yes it is.”

The End

About the Author

Samantha Kane has been writing fiction for five years. She taught high school for seven years before the birth of her first child. She has a Master’s degree in History, and is a full-time writer and mother. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two sons.

Samantha’s writing explores the nature of love and its many manifestations. The creation of a “utopia”

where who and how you love is less important than that you love and are loved is the ultimate theme of her work.

Samantha welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.

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