Troy still had his eyes closed and Liam knew it was because he was afraid should they open they would be misty and full of the emotion he was still trying to overcome from their chat. Dalton was now up to speed on Troy’s life with his mum and her death, and he was more than concerned about his dad. Liam even overheard him talking to Milo about it in the garden before they left.
All three laid still, letting the increasing heat and the boiling temperature of the steam cover their bodies. It did wonders for Liam’s stress and he was sure it had the same effect on the other two. After five minutes of silence, Dalton sat up. He was the one feeling the heat the most.
Liam tapped the bench he was sitting on. “You're too high, Dee. Come down and it won't feel so hot.”
Dalton shifted places, and leaned back on the tiles, their legs entwining in front of them and a smile playing on their lips.
Troy lay on his side and looked across at them. “I could seriously sleep in here all night.”
“Yeah, you could.” Liam snorted. “He loves the heat. I'm having a cold shower in a few minutes, then getting back in.”
“Use the ice bucket and be brave.” Dalton chuckled.
“Ugh. I will if you two do the same.” The bucket was, in Liam’s mind, a small torture device. It was full of ice cold water. You stood under it and pulled the rope and, hey presto, you were dunked in ice and ready to go back into the steam room.
Troy laughed as he sat up. “I'm not even hot. You two do it while I watch.”
Dalton and Liam nodded, Liam opening the door and Dalton following.
“You first.” Dalton waved a hand to the bucket above them.
Liam groaned, but stood under the bloody bucket and Dalton pulled the rope. Liam would have screamed if he could actually make any form of sound, but he was in shock and he just stood there, grinding his teeth together while until it wore off and he could move. “Holy fuck, that’s cold.” He shivered as he pushed Dalton under it, Troy busy snorting into his hand as he watched them.
“Liam… I need time to prepare.”
“Fuck that.” Liam pulled the rope and Dalton half screamed, half ran, but Liam held him still, making sure he got a good dose of the water before he pulled him back into the steam room.
That time they all felt quite cool and ready to be warmed up, and Liam jostled Troy in between them and grinned. “We owe you some play time.”
“Oh, yes. That you do.” Troy splayed his legs open and looked between them. “Well? This cock won't get sucked by itself.”
Liam and Dalton grinned, then Liam took hold of Troy and lifted him onto the step above, opening his thighs wider and nodding to Dalton to join him. Troy watched in silence, the bravado from earlier now gone, and Liam smoothed a hand down his thigh, looking into those wary green eyes. “Just lay back and enjoy it. Don’t think, just feel.”
Troy nodded.
It was more Liam touching him which played on his mind, Liam could tell, but he wanted Troy and he wasn’t going to just slip into couples and pair off. This had to work with all three of them. It was what they really wanted. It was just another hurdle to jump before things could settle in a more lucid way.
Liam watched as Dalton took the lead, kissing Troy’s cock with those slow, tender kisses which he’d shared all over Liam’s cock. Liam flickered his gaze between both of them, enjoying watching Troy bend his head back, exposing his throat, his chest heaving, the ink work on his body gleaming under the sheen of sweat and water.
Dalton was still unsure about giving head, but Liam couldn’t see a reason why he would be. The first time Dalton sucked his cock, he’d blown his mind. Liam stroked his back, whispering how good he was doing, telling him to look at Troy and see how beautiful he was. Dalton groaned when he looked up the lean expanse of flesh on display, his cock rigid like Liam's between his legs.
Liam moved forward, encasing Dalton’s cock in his hand and joining his mouth on Troy’s cock. He paused, taking in Troy’s cock up close, memorising everything he could in the short time before kissing the tip of his head. Troy moaned louder feeling two sets of lips on him and Liam watched as green eyes met his, mouth open, pants filling the room as they sucked up and down his length. Liam moaned when he felt Dalton’s hand on his own cock. He tried to concentrate on Troy, on blowing his mind, but he found his cock distracting him and putting him off in a big way.
Soon, both him and Dalton were making a wet mess of Troy’s cock and balls, their saliva coating him and each of them taking turns to suck him off. Liam was more experienced and could take him deeper, but Dalton’s softer caresses kept Troy on the edge for longer.
Between their different styles, Troy was losing his mind above them, begging to come. Dalton sat back, quickly falling to his knees on the ground, settling himself in between Liam’s thighs and sucking him off, letting Liam give Troy the orgasm he’d been so patiently waiting for.
Between Troy’s cock pounding his throat, and his own being sucked by Dalton’s strong mouth, Liam was a grunting mess as he began to get there. His balls lifted and he sucked Troy’s cock deeper, taking him to the balls and listening to his wails as he spurted into Liam's mouth. It made Liam come—jets of cream hitting Dalton’s tongue.
Liam was overcome. Having Troy after all those years was a special moment for both of them and they shared a look before their attention shifted to Dalton.
Lifting him in between them, Troy laid down, motioning for Dalton to kneel over his face so he could suck him off, a shared look with Liam and a gentle nod of his head to Dalton’s arse and a flick of the tongue got Liam smiling. It was time for Dalton to experience his first rim job.
Liam knelt behind Dalton, rubbing his cock over Troy’s face. Streams of precum were coating his face and turning on Dalton even more, causing louder moans as he began to move his hips. Liam gently eased his cock into Troy's mouth, watching as Troy slowly began his teasing movements around it, their eyes connecting before Liam moved his attention to the firm globes of Dalton’s ass.
Liam gently massaged both of Dalton’s cheeks, getting closer and closer to his cleft before parting them and catching sight of his tight, puckered hole. “Dee, your ass is fucking beautiful.”
Dalton moaned louder, turning to see what Liam was doing, but Troy must’ve sucked him deeper because his attention was quickly back to Troy again. Liam leaned in, kissing his hole tenderly and the little squeal he got made him chuckle. When he licked the tight, sweet hole offered up to him, Liam took his cock back in his hand and worked himself as he tongued the tight opening.
Dalton was wild now, moaning loudly, calling out both of their names. He was losing every bit of control he had and Liam loved it. When Liam managed to squirm his tongue into the tight hole of Dalton’s arse, he kissed and sucked, lapping at his hole until Dalton was shouting out he was coming.
With one quick movement, Liam eased a finger inside him, Dalton stilling his tense body—almost there. Liam reached his prostate and rolled a fingertip over it while Dalton came harder than Liam had seen him do before.
Liam worked the special spot until he was truly spent and falling over Troy, then he helped move Dalton from his knees and they collapsed in a heap until Dalton said he had to get out or he was going to pass out. Time for a cool shower. Liam grinned to himself, mentally ticking off another first on Dalton’s list.
Chapter 41
Dalton was lying on the sofa in the sitting room with Mog curled up on his chest and his feet lying on Troy’s thighs as they watched a film. Liam was grilling some food out on the deck and Troy was sketching some design ideas down and playing with Dalton’s feet in between.
After returning from Aspire the night before and the hectic day before they went, they’d eaten a late supper and then gone to bed. It felt good sliding between the cool sheets and having two warm bodies to hold close. That night, Dalton made sure Troy was in between him and Liam. He knew in times like these Troy and Liam would have shared a bed anyway, and he felt Troy needed to be the one with two men on either side of him.
Troy hadn't complained and slept all night in their arms, falling asleep well before Liam and him as they whispered quietly. The morning brought kisses and touches, more practise on his oral skills by taking his time on both of the men in his bed. He teased and tortured them both, before crawling up their bodies and asking them to kneel over him and take over how they wanted their cocks sucked. He’d enjoyed that more, laying there, having both of them use his mouth, fill him up with their cream. It made him blow all over himself and he’d been worn out afterwards.
He’d left them in bed as they snoozed while he nipped out and came back with bacon and eggs. It was the smell of the food cooking which got them out of bed, and they had a late breakfast before he and Liam went for a run by the canal. When they returned, Troy suggested they all go for a ride on the bikes and have a pub lunch—not at his aunt’s place this time.
It was nearly seven and Liam was grilling some steaks to go with the salad Troy made before they put the film on.
Dalton had a meeting scheduled with the counsellor the next day, and then a meeting with Kelly and their mortgage advisor regarding the house going through into her and her new chap’s name. Troy was going with Liam to see his solicitor for the final verdict on his dad’s parole hearing. Dalton had a feeling they would release him, but he was hoping he could pull a few strings and get him out of Manchester so Troy wouldn’t have to worry about running into him.