I.

Justin let himself into the loft, precariously balancing a bottle of champagne on a heart-shaped box of chocolates as he shouldered the door open. He dumped his backpack and portfolio on the table and looked around the loft. "Brian?" he called when he noticed movement behind the glass dividers of the bedroom.

The older man stuck his head out of the bathroom. "Hey."

"Hey," Justin replied, as he moved up the stairs.

His naked lover met him in the doorway. Brian wrapped the blonde in his arms and gave him a breathtaking kiss.

"Happy Valentine’s Day," Justin gasped with a blinding smile when he finally broke away for air.

Brian rolled his tongue in his cheek and sighed. "Um…about that…" He stepped aside and Justin saw the nude trick on their bed. "You remember Martin, don’t you?"

Martin Jackson was an ad executive from a rival firm based in Chicago. He and Brian were going after the same account in L.A. a few months ago and Brian introduced them when Justin joined him on the coast for a long weekend. The couple had talked about a threesome with the handsome exec then, but he got called home abruptly and cut his trip short. Obviously, their luck had changed.

Justin glared at his lover. "This better not be my present." The memory of the hustler for Justin’s last birthday was still fresh.

The lovers had been through a lot since then. Justin gave up his demands of Brian being monogamous in exchange for Brian being more open about his feelings in return. However, this was the first real test of their new arrangement and the blonde hoped they weren’t slipping backwards.

The older man kept his face a blank mask. "That better not be mine," he countered, pointing to the candy Justin was still holding.

The blonde realized Brian wasn’t going to make any declarations or gift presentations in front of someone else so he let it slide for the time being. "No, they’re mine." He opened the half-empty box of sweets and walked to the side of the bed. "A secret admirer sent them." He extended the box to their guest. "Help yourself, Martin."

The other man thanked him and took a piece. He bit off half and offered the remainder to the blonde. Watching Brian, Justin let the trick feed him the candy and licked the remaining melted chocolate from Martin’s fingers.

Brian was torn between being jealous someone else gave his lover a Valentine’s Day gift and being turned on by Justin’s show, but lust won out when the younger man pulled his head down for a heady chocolate kiss.

While Martin fed the blonde more candy, Brian undressed his lover, getting his own fill of sweets as he nibbled on each inch of pale flesh that was slowly revealed. Once all three men were naked, the chocolates were forgotten as they rolled across the bed, limbs tangling together. Eventually, Martin lay on his back with Brian straddling his head. As the trick sucked his lover’s cock, Justin settled behind Brian, rubbing his own erection against the older man’s ass.

Brian moaned, pumping his hips back and forth between the two sensations. His hands were thrust into Martin’s hair, guiding the warm mouth along his shaft while Justin’s hands roamed over his lover’s heated skin. Light fingers tickled over Brian’s belly as they wandered up to the erect nipples. Justin rolled and pinched the hardened buds until Brian cursed from the delicious pain.

The blonde chuckled and nuzzled his lover’s neck as his hands wandered around Brian’s waist to his ass. He kneaded the firm muscles and the older man sighed. Justin parted the cheeks and rubbed his thumb over the puckered hole, eliciting another sigh.

"I was thinking about this—about you-- all day," Justin whispered in his ear.

"Me too."

The younger man grabbed the lube and slicked his fingers. "Uh-huh." He slid one inside Brian’s ass and relished the feel of the tight hot hole squeezing him. "Which is why there was someone else in our bed when I came home." A second finger was added and Brian’s response became a garbled grunt under the strain of the sudden intrusion. Justin twisted and scissored his fingers as they moved in and out, stretching the tight ring of muscle. "Did you say something?" he teased.

"Don’t be a…twat," Brian growled.

The blonde rubbed his prostate and the man keened. "Fuck…" More fireworks exploded behind his eyelids as Justin raked his fingers over the gland again. "Fuck me," Brian hissed.

"That’s better," Justin cooed.

The younger man grabbed a condom and rolled it over Martin’s neglected cock. The trick was startled and let Brian’s shaft slip from his mouth. Justin took advantage of the moment and gestured with his head for Martin to move up. As the other man wiggled out from under Brian, Justin pulled the older man’s hips back. Once Brian’s ass was aligned with Martin’s groin, the blonde positioned the trick’s sheathed cock against his lover’s hole.

Brian looked over his shoulder at the blonde wondering what he was up to.

As if reading his mind, Justin told him, "You wanted him, so you’re going to get him. Now take it."

Although his words seemed harsh, Justin’s hand on his hip was gentle as he nudged Brian down.

The older man kept his eyes locked with his lover’s as he slowly impaled himself. Each inch was glorious torment as the blonde rubbed his fingers along the sensitive edge of his stinging hole as it stretched wide around the thick shaft.

"That’s it," Justin purred in his ear. "All the way down."

Finally, Brian settled on Martin’s thighs, breathing heavily as he adjusted to the fullness inside.

Justin brushed the damp hair from Brian’s eyes and trailed kisses along his jaw. "Feels good, doesn’t it?" he whispered huskily. "I love when you’re inside me like that. Or when I’m inside you, fucking you hard and fast." The blonde’s hands roamed over Brian’s hips and thighs, but avoided his cock. "But you know what I want more than anything else right now?"

Brian didn’t even try to form an answer because he knew Justin would tell him anyway.

"I want to watch you fuck yourself." Justin suddenly moved away from him and Brian growled. The blonde stretched out next to Martin, idly caressing the trick’s chest. "Ride his cock, Brian. Come for me."

Brian’s eyes became impossibly darker as he leaned forward to grab his lover, but he was suddenly sidetracked. Martin moaned as his cock slid out of the tight tunnel and Justin twisted his nipple roughly, causing the trick to writhe beneath Brian. The sudden thrust back into the older man grazed his prostate and Brian’s eyes rolled back into his head. He snapped his hips back and forth again, intent on pleasuring himself on the cock jabbing his gland with each thrust.

"Right there, that’s it," the blonde encouraged, knowing Brian had found that sweet spot. Justin’s cock became impossibly harder watching Brian. The older man was fucking beautiful, completely wanton as he worked his ass on the hard shaft filling him. "Brian, look at me," the blonde ordered.

His lover’s head shot forward, hazel eyes blazing.

Justin moved around to kneel a few feet above Martin’s head and stroked his own cock to Brian’s tempo.

"Justin…" Brian licked his lips hungrily as he tried to lean forward and capture the blonde’s cock in his mouth.

Knowing what Brian wanted but staying just out of his reach, the blonde tormented him further by rubbing his fingers through the precum oozing from his cock head and licking it off.

"You shit…fuck…"

"Come for me," Justin repeated and Brian eagerly fisted his own cock. "Yes, like that…faster… ahhh…Brian…"

Eyes locked together, they jerked themselves off until Justin couldn’t hold back anymore and came with a loud shout. His cum splattered on Martin’s torso and the sight made Brian come as well, also splattering the trick’s chest. Finally, his ass convulsed around Martin’s cock, the tight tunnel squeezing him painfully until he came with a strangled cry.

Justin crumpled back against the pillows and Brian crawled off the trick and collapsed next to him. The blonde cradled his lover’s head in his lap as their breathing returned to normal. "That was…fuck," Justin sighed. He leaned over and swirled his fingers through the streaks of cum on Martin’s chest. "I love you," he said as he rubbed the fluid against Brian’s lips.

The older man licked the digits clean. "I love you too." He leaned up and kissed his lover, sharing the salty mixture on his tongue.

***

II.

After they recovered, they had time for one more round before Martin had to catch his flight. Brian fucked the trick while Justin fucked Brian, and then the couple said good-bye to their guest.

As soon as the door was secured for the evening, Justin headed for the shower. "Change the sheets," he ordered over his shoulder. "Then I’ll start dinner."

Brian didn’t know how the kid could be hungry after all that candy. But if dinner was what he planned for their Valentine’s Day celebration, he would muddle through, especially since Justin had put up with the sudden change of plans without any argument. Brian winced as he stripped the bed. Okay, his ass had taken a little wrath from the blonde, but he wasn’t complaining. And they still had the rest of the night. Hopefully his gift would be good enough. He quickly remade the bed and joined his lover. He was relieved to find Justin wasn’t sulking like he feared and they lingered longer than usual, tricks and dinner and valentines fading away in the wake of rekindled passion.

The older man finally insisted they get out when they’d used up all the hot water. Justin whimpered from the separation, partly from the sudden cold when their skin separated, and partly because his knees were jelly and he was sure to fall. Brian figured he could hardly be expected to show him any sympathy since he was the one who was just fucked within an inch of his life. However, being the loving boyfriend that he was, he put his own needs aside and focused on Justin. The older man held the blonde up against the counter while he dried them both off, then picked the teen up and carried him to the bedroom.

Justin snuggled against his chest, pleasantly surprised by the attention, but he was completely unprepared for the transformation awaiting him. Brian kissed him fervently, distracting the blonde until he was settled on the bed. When they parted, Justin was shocked. The new red velvet duvet rubbing against his skin, the subtle scent of vanilla wafting in the air from the red and white candles, and the candlelight itself casting a warm glow across the room, overwhelmed him.

"Brian…" he didn’t know what else to say. But he knew what to do. He rolled onto his stomach and sprawled across the velvet, letting it caress his skin. "Ooh…"

The older man knew Justin would like it, but he hadn’t realized how fucking hot it would be to see his lover writhing across the bed. He spread himself over the blonde, feeling his boy purr beneath him. The way Justin was wiggling, Brian was sure the younger man could probably get off just by rubbing his dick on the duvet. But the older man had other plans.

Justin sighed contently as his lover kissed his spine, slowly nibbling his way down to his ass. When Brian finally reached the smooth cheeks, he wasted no time plunging his tongue into the wrinkled opening. He pushed through the ring of muscle and fucked the tight hole as fast and deep as he could.

"Fuck…stop…oh, fuck…I’m…shit…" Justin mewled in surprise. He didn’t want to come like this, but he would if Brian didn’t fuck him now.

Brian sat up. "You want me to stop?"

"No!" Justin lifted his ass up, yearning for any contact.

The older man spit on his fingers and slipped one inside. Justin moaned when Brian hit his prostate. "You could come just like this couldn’t you?"

"No!"

"Oh, I think you could," Brian argued, keeping constant pressure on the bundle of nerves.

"No… please…" Fuck me, fuck me, fuck, me…

"No? You don’t like that?"

Justin gritted his teeth as another jolt of pleasure rocked him. "Fuck…"

Brian slid his other hand under the blonde’s hips and stroked his cock. "Yes, you do like it. You’re so hard you can’t stand it. Say it, Justin. Tell me how good that feels."

"Yes!" the blonde shrieked. He was so close he would come any second, when Brian abruptly let go of his cock. The relief was short-lived though because Brian added another finger in his ass.

"Don’t come yet," Brian growled in his ear as he prepared the tight opening. "I’m going to fuck you."

"Fuck…yes…"

Brian flipped his lover onto his back and quickly prepared himself. Justin pulled his knees up, eagerly presenting his ass and the older man damn near came just looking at him. Hoping he could last long enough to really enjoy it, Brian positioned his cock against the exposed hole and pushed in.

Justin keened from the abrupt invasion and wrapped his legs around Brian’s back to bring him deeper. He felt the older man’s breath burning his neck as it hissed from Brian’s lungs. After a moment they both had more control and began moving together.

Brian’s long deep strokes were meant to be savored but Justin had been teased long enough and was soon bucking faster to coax the other man on. Following Justin’s lead, the older man sped up his thrusts and slammed in harder each time.

"Yes…yes…fuck…good…" the blonde grunted. "keep…ahh… there…Bri…Briiian…Brian!"

Justin was pulling his hair and clawing his neck to get the older man’s attention. Brian lifted his head from the blonde’s shoulder, kissing along his neck and jaw before looking into his eyes. The blue pools that were dark as stormy seas suddenly turned a lighter hue, like clear blue sky.

The blonde wrapped his arms around the older man’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss and anchoring himself as he slid over the edge.

The dual sensation of Justin milking his cock and sucking his tongue made Brian come as well. His fingers sank into the blonde locks and he held on tight, pouring everything he had into their kiss. And he received just as much in return.

***

Justin put his champagne glass down and slipped from beneath the new matching red satin sheets.

"Where are you going?" Brian asked.

"Where’d you put my candy?" the blonde asked, looking around the room.

"You ate it, piggy."

Justin ignored the taunt. "Where’s the box?"

"In the garbage."

"Brian!"

The older man rolled his eyes. "It’s empty. It’s garbage."

"But the card was in it," the teen huffed, digging for it.

Brian felt a twinge of jealousy. He didn’t have anything to worry about from some lovelorn twink that didn’t have the balls to sign the card, did he? Ethan flashed in his head. "Why do you want to keep the card?" he asked angrily.

Justin found it and walked back to the bed. "It’s for you," he replied tentatively, confused by Brian’s sudden mood swing.

Brian took the card and read it. Then read it again. "Is this a joke?" he asked coolly. "Still trying to get back at me for your birthday?"

"No," Justin rushed to explain. "It’s not the kind of gift I want, but I knew it’s what you wanted so I did it for you. Like you did all this for me," he pointed to the new bedding and candles, "even though I know Lindsay or Cynthia probably had to drag you to the store kicking and screaming."

Brian’s glare softened and he held out his hand.

Justin took it and sat back on the bed. Unable to look at the other man, he focused on their linked fingers. "I know we still have a lot of stuff to work through, and I was pretty nervous about today, but I think we did okay." He looked up nervously. "I really like my present, Brian. Did you like yours?"

Brian looked at the card again, still unable to believe Justin did it.

Justin,

These are for you to say thank you for inviting me to spend some time with you and Brian.

I hope you're right and Brian enjoys our surprise.

See you soon,

Martin

p.s. save a few for me.

"So when he called me this afternoon and said he just happened to be in town for the day, you had really set it up?" the older man asked.

Justin nodded.

"And he was my gift?"

The blonde nodded again. "Are you mad? I just thought--"

"Come here," Brian cut him off. He lifted the sheets, pulling Justin back under and held him tightly to his chest. "I know what you thought, but we agreed you weren’t going to do anything you didn’t want to anymore just to make me happy."

"But this wasn’t like those other times when I didn’t want to. I did want him too. If he had stayed in L.A., I would’ve fucked him with you. So I thought I’d surprise you today."

"What if I told him no?" Brian asked, then shook his head. "Never mind. Of course you’d think I’d be a prick and fuck someone else when we had plans tonight. I haven’t given you any reason to think otherwise."

Justin cupped his cheek, softly brushing his thumb over Brian’s skin. "Yes, you have. I had no doubt you would turn him down tonight. That’s why he told you he was only here today. I told him to make you think he only had a few hours, and remind you that we all agreed last time so I wouldn’t mind under the circumstances. You believed him and you were right."

Brian dropped his forehead to Justin’s. "I did say no…at first."

"I know."

"Thank you."

Justin kissed him. "Then you liked it?"

Brian nodded. "But I like this," he nuzzled the blonde’s neck, "even more." His breath tickled Justin’s ear as he whispered, "I love you, Sunshine."

"That’s nice," Justin replied lightly as he rolled on top of the other man, "but I like it even more when you show me." He stroked Brian’s growing erection as the older man nibbled his collarbone. "That’s a lot of love," the blonde sighed as the cock in his hand continued to lengthen.

"Uh-huh."

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