“You feel so good. You're going to feel so tight around my cock when I take your virgin ass.”
“Liam!” Dalton was on fire, every dip of those three fingers inside him destroying any kind of sanity left in him. “I want you now.”
“Baby, just give yourself a—”
“No,” Dalton growled out, turning to face him. “I need you now.”
“Liam,” Troy murmured out from Dalton’s neck. “Fuck him, Baby, he’s ready.”
Liam was the one who paused, but then he moved, covering his cock with a condom before rubbing his head over Dalton’s hole, pushing his head in and out, opening Dalton up slowly before easing in, his slick cock now breaching the strong muscle inside Dalton and the breath being punched from his chest as Liam entered him for the first time.
“Fuck!” Dalton tensed and Liam stilled. Troy crawled down Dalton’s body to his cock, kissing and playing with his balls, humming softly over them.
Liam’s big hands massaged Dalton’s chest, kisses being shared all over the back of his neck, Liam’s cock still inside his tight passage while Dalton got used to the feeling of being so full. When he eased back, he groaned and Liam dipped his hips, slipping his fat cock further inside him.
Between Troy sucking his cock and Liam easing into him, Dalton stayed relaxed, hiding his face in the pillow and moaning louder than he’d ever done before and Liam was barely inside him.
“You're going to love this, Dee. I can tell you're going to keep me busy from now on by bending over and begging for a fuck.”
“Yeah, I want it. I need to be fucked.”
“That’s it, Dee, just let me give you what you need.” Liam pushed in, Dalton crying out as he filled him up in one long, slow push, his balls now on his ass and Dalton’s hole burning like it was on fire from Liam’s wide base.
“Liam…” Dalton stopped breathing and Liam slapped his arse, he tensed then relaxed, blowing it out. “You're so big.”
“Hmm, you sound surprised.” Liam chuckled. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” Dalton breathed out.
“Good, ‘cos I need to fuck you, Baby. I’ve been waiting for so long, I think my balls are going to blow up when I shoot.”
“Do it! Fuck me.”
Liam began pulling out, leaving just his wide head stretching Dalton’s hole, Troy sucking his head, watching Liam and trying to work Dalton at the same speed. Dalton died and went to heaven when Liam slid his cock deep inside him and his cock filled Troy’s throat. They worked him like that, Liam’s movements getting faster and harder.
Dalton attempted to lift his leg but failed when he realised he’d no bones left in his body. Liam eventually lifted it for him, pushing it to his chest. Troy was still under him, sucking his cock as Liam thrust in harder, the effect making Dalton jerk into Troy’s mouth nice and hard. He was a puddle of goo on the sheets by the time he was close to coming.
“Pull off, T. I want him on his back.”
Dalton couldn’t speak to disagree with Liam, so he let them move him around on the bed, ending up with Troy kneeling over his head, his hard cock swinging over his lips. Dalton reached up, sucking it before he was asked as Liam lifted Dalton’s legs over his shoulders, his cock now nudging back against Dalton’s wet hole before slowly filling him up again.
It was deeper like that and Dalton felt the stretch more than before, but sucking Troy’s cock took his mind off any pain, and when Liam moved, he lost his mind. Troy began to rut into his open mouth while Liam fucked him.
Dalton closed his eyes, lying back and letting it happen. He was lost, every thought in his mind gone as he came—shooting over his own chest. Liam was fucking him harder through his intense orgasm, quickly losing his rhythm as Dalton clenched around his cock. Troy spilled over his lips and Liam shouted out at the same time, jerking into Dalton.
Dalton was near passing out when Liam slid from his used body, now aching and wet, but Dalton had never felt so fulfilled by sex before.
“Jesus Christ.” Dalton watched Liam fall beside him, rolling the condom off. “Liam…”
“I know.” Liam laughed before kissing him. “You’re so fucking good, Dee. Shit! I'm gonna be fucking you every chance I get from now on.”
Troy lay on the other side of him, wiping them both down with a towel before resting his head on Dalton’s chest. “I want Dalton inside me when you fuck him next. I want to feel you pounding him into my arse.”
“Hmm.” Dalton grinned. “Sounds good.”
Still breathing quickly, they all laid together, Dalton’s arse aching and a smile on his face so wide it could be seen from space. He’d never been happier.
Chapter 46
Troy gazed up at Liam and Dalton standing beside the sun lounger he was curled up on, both wearing concerned gazes on their faces. Today was the day his dad found his freedom. Troy realised no matter how much he didn’t want this day to come, there was nothing he could do to stop it. Everything had been done which could have been, and even with the help of Dalton and Milo, his dad was now a free man.
Troy was thankful for both Liam and Dalton in his life through the tough times. The times he’d become lost in past memories, waking up through the night with nightmares, or every time he slipped into a daze sitting around the loft, they’d been there to pull him back and comfort him, help take his mind off his demons. Okay, more than often Troy led them into the bedroom to take his mind off his worries, but neither of the men he loved let him get away with the distraction for long and they’d eventually talked it out.
Now it was done and he was living in a world where his dad was walking around again. The only saving grace was that he wasn’t in Manchester. He’d been moved to nearby Sheffield with an ankle bracelet on him which allowed the police to know exactly where he was. It was one of the conditions of his release, along with a strict curfew and daily check-ins with his probation officer. They offered Troy a tiny bit of comfort.
He knew in time it would be removed, and then Troy would worry about his dad turning up unannounced and stalking him, but right now, he could relax a little with the knowledge Milo had a friend in the force keeping a close eye on the situation in Sheffield.
Dalton and Liam slunk beside him on the lounger on their roof terrace. It was early morning, not yet six, and the city seemed more peaceful at this time of the day. Troy found out he loved being between these two men, having one on either side of him constantly it seemed recently, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
It had been a month since Dalton moved in with them, and despite that big moment, nothing else had really changed, nothing except the great sex and the more open emotional side with him and Liam. Work for all three of them soon became a reality. The five days they had together secured their need to continue on, but after that, life went back to the same routine for Troy and Liam.
Dalton was hugging him tightly as Liam kissed his cheek, all three of them watching the sun grace the grey skyline of the city before them. A new day, and one Troy had been thinking about for two months. Now it was here, Troy felt an almost anti-climactic sensation. He thought he would be hiding in bed with the covers pulled over his head, but there he was, out in the world, being held tightly by two people who understood him even when he didn’t.
Troy wasn’t going to let his dad own him any longer. He had enough of that, and as he’d laid awake through the night, listening to Liam snore softly and Dalton breathing beside him, he knew he had to let go of the rage inside him. He’d always talked to Liam, but having Dalton there with a fresh pair of eyes and a new perceptive on things made a big difference.
All his life he’d given into either his anger or fear, but the understanding finally dawned on him, and he saw he wasn’t going to run out on the people who loved him like his mum, and he wasn’t ever going to become his dad. He was his own person, and it took two amazing people to teach him that.
The words, although not yet spoken out loud, were felt constantly between them. Why Troy hadn't spoken them yet bugged him. He found himself waiting for the right moment, but when it came, he let it pass. Men floated through his life like leaves in the breeze, the only constant being Liam, and although both of them wanted the change, both were scared it would end everything and leave them with nothing. It was Dalton who kept them going, although Troy sometimes wondered if he even knew this.
Troy kicked up his feet with a long sigh and shared a look between Liam and Dalton. They were hesitantly watching him closely, waiting for the big moment to happen, but it wouldn’t come, Troy wasn’t going to let it. “I've been thinking for ages how to say this, and every time it came up, I pushed it away because I was so afraid. I was thinking last night as I listened to you two sleeping peacefully.”
He frowned at them both and got a puppy dog look from Dalton and sly smirk from Liam. “I was scared about this moment, and then I realised something else. It wasn’t this moment but every moment after this one which worried me. Him getting out of prison wasn’t the big deal, it was living with him in the world, being unable to know every second of the day where he was and trusting we’d never see each other again.”