Broken Toys

Chapter 49

Casey ran the towel over the plate, absently tracing the faded pattern. The sound of Zeke and Billy teasing each other faded to comforting background noise so he heard only the cadence of their voices rather than their words.

The fine marks of crazing on the plate's finish blurred as Casey stared, his mind on paint and appliances. A vague disquiet tightened his chest and he blinked rapidly.

Strong arms startled him, reaching around and taking the plate and dish towel away, turning him towards the concerned faces of his lovers.

Without speaking, Billy took one of Casey's hands while Zeke held the other. They led him down the hall and up the stairs, pausing just long enough to open the door before propelling him gently into the bedroom.

He stopped abruptly, feeling Zeke and Billy beside him, his attention focused on the sight before him.

"Like it?" Zeke asked quietly, breathing the question into his ear.

The bed was new, a thick king-sized mattress on a platform of light wood. There were drawers of varying sizes in the base of the platform, and a simple matching headboard with reading lights attached. The royal blue comforter was an attractive contrast to the lighter blue sheets and pillowcases. A large stuffed bear reclined against the center pillow, an absurd touch that made Casey smile.

He walked over and picked up the bear, hugging it as he sat on the bed, looking back at Zeke and Billy, waiting for the explanation.

"Thank the parents, Case." Zeke grinned. "I told them I needed a bed for the new house. Billy helped me pick it out."

"It's nice," Casey said quietly, laying back crossways, still holding the bear. "Comfortable."

"And practical," Billy said with a smile, moving around to the far side of the bed and leaning down to open one of the smaller drawers. "See?"

Casey rolled over and looked down, then looked up quickly at Billy and over at Zeke. He laughed. The drawer held supplies, including a very large container of lube that Billy had bought as a joke.

"Fruit flavored," Billy pointed out before closing the drawer and throwing himself onto the bed, reaching out to tickle Casey.

"You're warped, you know that Billy."

"Me? You're confused Casey, Zeke's the warped one."

"Really?" Zeke interrupted, joining the pair on the bed. He looked at Casey, and together they tackled Billy. The bear went flying and ended up half-hanging off the edge of the bed.

The trio wrestled a bit, the movements gradually changing to caresses and then kisses until they were breathless.

"Wait, wait," Billy insisted.

"What?"

"Shower time!" Billy bounced off the bed and headed off towards the bathroom leaving a puzzled Casey and frustrated Zeke. They followed the trail of discarded clothes, adding their own until they were together in the bathroom examining the modifications.

The clawfoot bathtub remained but where the open shelves had been, there was now a large shower stall. A smaller set of shelves had been placed against the side of the stall to hold towels and washcloths.

Billy grinned and stepped into the shower, leaving the door open for them. When Zeke and Casey didn't follow right away he grabbed the shower hose and pointed it at them threateningly.

"Come on slackers, we've got things to do."

"What things?" Casey asked, looking from Billy to Zeke and back.

"Guess." Zeke grinned wickedly as he brushed past Casey and entered the shower stall. Casey shook his head and followed, feeling a bit like the proverbial fly walking into the spider's lair.

Billy adjusted the water temperature while Zeke took the bottle of shampoo and handed it back to Casey. They had just enough room to move comfortably, but they were constantly brushing against each other.

Billy had the bar of soap and was working up a lather, grinning as he looked beyond Zeke to Casey. Casey had a small pool of shampoo in his hand and was reaching up, urging Zeke to tilt this head back. While Billy thoroughly lathered Zeke's front, Casey massaged the shampoo into Zeke's scalp.

Willingly caught between them, Zeke submitted to their attentions, trying to keep his hands at his sides. His eyes were closed and he smiled dreamily.

When the shampoo had been rinsed away, Billy handed Casey the soap, then carefully ran his hands across Zeke's chest and down to make sure all of the soap residue was gone. He ended on his knees, teasing the soap bubbles between Zeke's toes.

Zeke shuddered and looked down, unable to keep still any longer. He reached for Billy only to have Casey catch his hands and guide them up until he was reaching skyward while Casey and Billy tormented him with pleasure.

No longer able to control himself, he cried out, reaching for his lovers in blind need.

Casey slid his arms around Zeke's waist to steady him while Billy climbed to his feet, looking very pleased with himself. Zeke caught that smile with his mouth and held it while pressing back just a bit against Casey.

"Round two?" Zeke managed to ask after he'd explored Billy's smile thoroughly.

"Round two!" Billy and Casey chorused while Billy switched places with Zeke.

The trio was more playful now, with Zeke and Casey passing the soap back and forth between them for teasing swipes across Billy's fevered skin. They rubbed shampoo into Billy's hair then sculpted it into exotic hairdos. When they tired of that game, they took up the soap again and teased Billy until he was writhing. They moved closer and held him firmly between them until a few well placed caresses drove Billy over the edge.

By now Casey was so close he was sure he wouldn't make it through his own washing. He opened his mouth to warn his lovers but Billy stopped him by pressing a finger to his lips.

"Trust us."

Casey just nodded and leaned back against Zeke, closing his eyes and allowing the sensations to wash over him. The contact was slow and gentle, soothing and just erotic enough to keep him on the edge. He sighed and let his body be manipulated, putting his complete trust in the boys... no, the men that he shared his life with.

"Casey..." Billy sang softly into his ear.

The sight of those eyes, the feel of Zeke's strong arms around him... that was all he needed to find his release.

"Bed time," Zeke said as he helped Casey out of the shower, wrapping a towel around him.

Casey nodded meekly, so relaxed he could barely hold himself upright.

Billy rubbed the water off his own skin and tossed his towel aside before repeating the process for Casey while Zeke held Casey up. When Billy and Casey were settled, Zeke dried himself and led the way to the bed. They climbed in, pulling up the covers and sliding close to each other.

Zeke watched as Casey's eyes slid closed, then looked over at Billy and grinned.

"Casey..." he breathed against the sleepy teen's ear.

Casey shifted and made a funny little humming sound.

"Casey..." Now it was Billy whispering.

Slowly, mirroring each other's actions, Zeke and Billy ran teasing paths across Casey's body. They leaned close and shared a kiss, letting it deepen even as they kept up an irregular pattern of caresses.

Beneath them Casey shifted and sighed, his eyes opening just a bit. He reached up and drew sensuous curves across their chests and backs.

"I'm not getting any sleep, am I?"

Zeke and Billy broke the kiss and looked down before chorusing, "Nope."

"Okay then." Casey stretched, let out a little "hff" and launched himself upright tackling his lovers. They wrestled until they were tangled together, bodies flushed with heat.

"So much for getting anything done for the rest of the day," Billy said before diving back into the tangle.

Without saying a word, Casey directed Billy and Zeke into place. He'd been wanting this...

Zeke was beneath him, guiding Casey as they merged while Billy lay beside them, watching, eyes shining with desire. After a few minutes, Casey was pressed fully against Zeke, motionless. That was Billy's signal to join his body with theirs.

It took some work to find the proper rhythm between the three of them, but the effort was rewarded when Zeke began to shake, the force of his climax making him cry out. Casey's cry came immediately after Zeke's, and the two of them moved against each other languidly until Billy joined them.

They collapsed where they were, shifting only slightly to take the weight off Zeke. It was a while before any of them were able to move.

The tickling was what finally roused Casey. He swatted at the annoyance and tried to turn over only to come up against a solid wall of Zeke. He lifted his head up and was shocked when he was caught and shifted, his body pressed hard against the mattress. Rough hands and mouths marked him, covering his entire body, pinning him hard enough to restrain but not to really hurt. Teeth were added, nibbling here and there across his chest and downwards, never reaching the area that ached for attention.

"You ready for this?" Zeke asked, all movements paused while he waited for Casey's permission to continue. He didn't have to explain that it would he hard and fast, Casey knew and wanted it.

Casey nodded, scratching his nails across Zeke's chest while his other hand scored Billy's arm.

"3...2...1... blastoff," Billy said with a sly grin. Casey just pressed his head back into the pillow and held on tight.

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