The howling wind pushed the rain against our bedroom window. It had been raining nearly all day and the whole evening now. After sundown the storm had intensified.
I didn't care. It was warm and cosy under the duvet. David was lying next to me, sleeping. I was still between wakefulness and sleep. This floating state of peace and quiet just on the brink of drifting off. No thoughts, the body relaxed, the day to day life and all problems far away.
A sound I could not place made me open my eyes again. Probably the bins outside. Another sound. Footsteps.
David stirred, opened his eyes. There was the sound again, light footsteps in the hall. Someone moving stealthily. The light was being turned on in the hallway.
“What time is it?” David turned around and reached for his phone. He didn't seem bothered at all. The only other person with keys to our flat was Ryan.
I stretched under the duvet and yawned. “Way to late for a visit” , I murmured and sat up.
We could hear sounds from the bathroom. Steps in the hall. Then Ryan stood in the door, wrapped in one of our bath towels.
“You won't believe the day I had.”
No 'hello' no 'are you awake'... it must have been a really bad day.
He came closer. His short hair was standing up in all directions, water still dripping from it. “And to top it all off I missed the last bus. It was dry at the time so I thought I walk.... Five minutes later the heavens opened again. I swear at one point the rain came from the ground. I'm fucking freezing.”
With a smile David lifted the duvet and moved over, leaving a space between us. “Admit it you're just scared of the storm”, he teased him as Ryan slipped in between us.
“I'd sooner admit that I just want to fuck your wife”, he retorted , “but I fear I'm out of commission from the fucking cold.”
I chuckled as I snuggled against him. David closed in from the other side. His body was cold, still wet and he shivered. Without thinking I wrapped one of my legs around his body.
“That's no good.” David moved my leg and opened the towel, exposed more of Ryans skin. “Now.”
With my leg over his stomach and David's legs on his own Ryan soon stopped shivering. It was comfy and warm while the storm howled outside.
“Hell of a day?” David asked in a low voice and Ryan grunted. David's hand reached for mine, pulled it towards Ryan's cock.
I understood.
Slowly I started to stroke him. Relaxing, soothing movements. My fingers traced the skin down to his balls. A soft massage down there, back up again.
Ryan relaxed even more. He closed his eyes and crossed his arms behind his head. While his body relaxed his dick reacted to my touch. He sighed. “You are the best friends a man can have”, he murmured.
I looked at David. In the half light he smiled at me, made a movement with his head. I nodded and pulled my leg from Ryan's body, slipped under the covers.
His cock was only semi hard as I took him in my mouth. A loud moan was the answer. It was easy enough to take him all in. Gently I sucked, started to circle the tip with my tongue.
Just as soothingly as I has used my fingers I now used my mouth. Lips barely touching, soft strokes with my tongue, fleeting touches, gentle sucking. He grew in my mouth and I used a hand to steady him. Whenever I felt him getting more exited I slowed down, even paused with his dick in my mouth.
Just for a moment I wondered what a sight it was for David. Not much to see, movement under the cover, feeling me move, seeing Ryan's response.
Ryan moaned loudly as I started to suck his cock again. This was the exact moment David pulled the duvet off us.
He knelt on the bed, brought his face close to mine and looked in my eyes.
“You really love this”, he whispered. “Hmhm”, was all I could manage with a cock in my mouth.
Lifting my head I let only the tip of my tongue brush his sensitive skin. I felt the smile on my lips, the warmth – no the heat – between my legs.
I wouldn't have said 'no' to a cock in my cunt now. But David was right. I really loved sucking cock, the feeling, the smell, the taste.
He watched me intently. Eyes fixed on my mouth he watched everything I did. I tasted the first drops of pre-cum, licked my lips, closed my mouth around his dick again.
The wind outside howled louder, a bang suggested that something had gone flying. I didn't care, we were in our own little world.
David moved closer. As I lifted my head his lips brushed mine. With the tip of his tongue he licked over them. Briefly I responded, flicked his tongue, licked his lips, kissed him. Our eyes met. I thought I could detect a flicker of mischief in his gaze. He smiled, winked and lowered his head.
Ryan moaned again as David's tongue touched his dick. Tentatively he tasted Ryan, explored him before he closed his lips around it.
All I could do was watch. I was in a kind of shock. This wasn't anything I had ever expected, dreamed of. Never ever in our time as a triad had I thought he could be into men.
Ryan bucked his hips and David pulled back. “No offence mate but let your wife finish.”
David chuckled and sat back while I took over again.
No more relaxing or soothing movements now. His cock was hard and leaking pre-cum, he was horny, eager to finish. With a moan he reached out and grabbed my hair. I sighed as he started to direct me.
With a low moan I let him take control, let him use me for his pleasure. His grip in my hair tightened. “Oh yeah”, he moaned, pressed my head down as he came. I swallowed, held my head down as long as I could before I lifted it.
“What was that about?” Ryan looked at David. “I was curious... judging by the look on her face it's one of the best things in the world.” He shrugged his shoulders. I felt myself blush. Even though that was exactly how I felt.
Ryan nodded. “Thank you. Both of you.” He smiled, relaxed, spent. “And I mean it.”
