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“Blue,” he says, placing his palm over my cheek. “You just need to experience love without violence, that’s all.”

“I know,” I admit. “I want to do that with you.”

“But you won’t give up the pain?” His look of disappointment almost crushes me. I really do think he cares. I really do think he wants to offer me a way forward.

“JD is a good guy. You know this. You love him. He’s your friend. He’s a huge part of your life. And you trust him. Trust him with me.”

“Why the fuck should I share?”

“Because,” JD says calmly. “Because you, of all people, understand the idea of short-term sacrifices for long-term results.”

I begin to pump them slowly. Both men look at me, then each other. “Just join us, Ark,” JD says. “Just stop trying to control things and let it happen. One time, man. That’s it. One time, right now.”

“I’m not gay, JD. I’m not interested in fucking you in the ass.”

JD chuckles. “I’m not either, asshole. But I’m open to”—he looks down at me, then back up at Ark—“experimenting.”

“I’m not open to experimenting, either.”

I get in my knees and take Ark in my mouth, still pumping JD’s cock. Ark watches me for a few seconds as I twirl my tongue around his tip, thrusting it into the small opening. This makes him inhale sharply and then JD pushes on my head and guides me to take him deeper.

“You like that, though?” JD asks him. “You like when I tell her to suck you off? When I push her to give you a little more. When I”—he drags a fingertip down my cheek and cups my chin. Then, a moment later, he’s cupping Ark’s balls—“when I help you along a little, right? Make it feel a little bit better. Make you come a little bit harder.” JD crouches down and pulls my face aside, his lips claiming me. But gently. So very, very gently. He kisses me like we’re in love, his tongue twisting against mine, his breath soft and even, one hand in my hair, one hand still cupping Ark’s balls. And then he bites my lip and slides his mouth over. Just enough to brush his cheek against Ark’s hard length.

“Fuck,” Ark moans. “Dude, don’t—”

But it’s too late. JD turns his head and opens his mouth and there’s no way his tongue isn’t going to lick.

Ark’s tip disappears inside JD’s mouth, and then reappears just as fast. JD stands up and guides my head back to work. I suck on Ark like none of that happened. But I know the men are staring each other down right now.

“You liked it. You know you did.” JD is confident. As am I. Because we both know that was hot as fuck.

Ark answers with a long exhale and it says a million things. It says he’s turned on. It says he wants more. It says he’s unsure of what just happened, but he is sure he likes it.

It says yes.

I let his dick slide out of my mouth and then I stand. I take each of them by the hand and start walking to Ark’s bedroom. They both follow in silence.

When we get there JD flicks on the small bedside table lamp, climbs on the bed, lies down, and starts masturbating. Ark squeezes my hand as we both watch him. “Come on, cameraman.” JD nods to the dresser where he’s set up a camera that faces the bed. Then another one on the bedside table. “I’m ready for my closeup.”

Ark and I both burst out laughing, and JD gives us one of those crooked smirks he uses when he knows he’s being appreciated for what he does best. Charming people.

“I’m serious, asshole,” he continues. “I want lust, Ark. I want sex. I want it all ways. I want it on film so I can watch it tomorrow. I want passion, and sweat—”

“And love,” I say, cutting him off and looking up at Ark. “I want love. I want it all ways too. I want the pain and the pleasure. I want the good and the bad. I want the light and the dark.”

JD and I wait Ark out as he looks between the two of us. “It’s never going to work,” he finally says.

“Why?” JD prods. “What’s so complicated about this? Two best friends who can always find mutual ground. One pretty girl who wants us both. It’s the trifecta, Ark. We just went to the races, made a one-dollar bet, and came home ten thousand dollars richer. We won the fucking lottery, man. Why would you ever turn this down?”

“Because, JD. Not everything should come in threes. It’s never going to work.”

“What needs to work? We have sex together, end of story.”

Ark still wavers. I know he’s in. I know he won’t walk away. Not after all this. He might walk away tomorrow, or next week, or next month… but he’s not walking away today.