Anthony woke up to the sound of rain, and the feel of a hand rubbing his head, his shoulder. Anthony looked up. Sören was sandwiched between them, with Nicholas spooning Sören's back, and Sören was snuggled against Anthony's shoulder, snoring softly, while Nicholas gave Anthony a fond, loving smile, petting each of them. Anthony smiled back before he glanced over at the clock - it was ten minutes before the alarm was set to go off. Nicholas turned off the alarm and resumed petting them. Anthony rained little kisses over Sören's face, and Sören gave a lazy, sleepy smile as he blinked awake.
"Hey," Sören mumbled.
"Hi." Anthony kissed the tip of Sören's nose, and nuzzled him. Then Nicholas tilted Sören's face and peppered it with kisses. Sören giggled.
Then Sören's eyes widened - the way Nicholas was moving against Sören's back suggested Nicholas was hard and rubbing against him, confirmed by the smirk on Nicholas's face and the way Sören grinned and said, "Oh myyyyyyy."
Nicholas gave Anthony a wicked look. "I daresay it is time to welcome our Anthony home properly."
Sören nodded eagerly and pulled Anthony into a kiss.
Though the alarm had been set to keep some semblance of a routine for Nicholas and Anthony's schedules, they had nowhere they needed to be on this rainy Sunday morning... except right here with each other, loving.
They quickly got their pajamas off and took turns kissing, caressing each other, cocks hard and ready. Anthony lay back and let Sören and Nicholas spoil him, kissing, licking, and nibbling him all over, fingers brushing, walking, lingering at his nipples, his stomach, his thighs. Anthony sighed and melted into their touch, relaxing to the sound of rain falling outside, feeling perfectly content in their tender loving care. Nicholas and Sören spent a long time worshiping his body, leaving no part of him unexplored, no part of him unloved by their mouths and hands. They hovered over his cock and kissed - Anthony's cock jolted, he loved watching them kiss - and then they worked together, licking his cock up and down, before Sören sucked him slowly and Nicholas licked and sucked at the balls. Anthony grabbed Sören's hair, writhing, gasping, aching for release but never wanting them to stop. When they traded places, Nicholas sucking his cock and Sören sucking his balls, Anthony cried out, almost undone by the look in Nicholas's eyes. After a few minutes Sören kissed his way up Anthony's body and lay next to him, kissing him, rubbing Anthony's chest and stomach, stroking his nipples, as Nicholas continued to suck him. When Sören started kissing Anthony's neck, Nicholas teased Anthony by licking his cock, rubbing his balls. Then Sören lapped and suckled Anthony's nipples, his hard cock grinding Anthony's thigh as Nicholas sucked him once more, making little murmurs of pleasure as he sucked.
Sören nibbled Anthony's nipples, tugged on them with his teeth, making Anthony writhe, digging his nails into Sören, urgent. Sören kissed back up his neck, back to his mouth, and after a few hungry kisses Anthony returned the favor, leaning in to lick and suck Sören's nipples, pull the rings with his teeth, bite them, making Sören whimper and howl. Nicholas's mouth on his cock, and feasting on Sören's nipples, drove Anthony over the edge, coming hard with a cry. Nicholas groaned as Anthony filled his mouth, and then Nicholas grabbed Sören and kissed him, sharing the seed with him. Anthony sighed with pleasure as he watched them taste him together; Sören sucked on Nicholas's tongue, wanting every last lingering note of him.
They lay on either side of him, letting him recover, giving him little kisses. Every now and again Sören and Nicholas leaned in to kiss each other, and each kiss got deeper, more passionate. Watching them kiss made Anthony's cock rise again, and Sören laughed, sliding down to nuzzle and kiss the head. "What do we have here?"
"I don't know. I think a thorough investigation is in order." Anthony grinned.
Sören laughed and kissed the head again, then came up and kissed Anthony hard. "I want to ride you," Sören purred.
"I have zero objection to that." Anthony kissed the tip of Sören's nose.
Sören gave Nicholas a longing look. "Can we suck you while I ride him?"
Nicholas rolled his eyes. "May we..."
Sören and Anthony lost it, doubling over. It felt so good to laugh like this. Nicholas chuckled too, eyes shining, and he kissed each of them in turn. "I suppose," Nicholas said in a mock annoyed tone of voice, then he nodded eagerly, smiling. "That sounds delightful."
After the lube, Sören straddled Anthony's hips. Nicholas watched them with hungry eyes as Sören sank down on Anthony's cock. Anthony sighed with bliss as Sören wrapped around him, taking him all in. Sören moaned when he was full to the hilt. Sören leaned down to kiss him, and Anthony held him, gave him a squeeze; when the kiss broke, Anthony stroked Sören's face, pet his curls, looking into Sören's eyes, aching in a good way at the love he saw there.
Sören started to ride, slowly. Nicholas moved closer, seated in such a way that his cock was close to Anthony's face. Anthony looked up at Nicholas as he drew Nicholas's cock into his mouth and Sören groaned, riding a little faster. "God, that's fucking hot," Sören breathed.
Nicholas pet Anthony's hair, his free hand playing over Sören's body. "My good boys," Nicholas said, before he let out a moan.
Anthony loved that and sucked Nicholas harder. Sören whined and bounced on Anthony faster. Anthony moaned with his mouth full, enjoying the feel of Sören's passage gripping and stroking his cock, the sight of Nicholas pleasured, the sight of Sören astride him. After a few minutes Sören slowed down and tapped Anthony. "My turn."
Anthony smiled as he let Nicholas's cock slip from his mouth and watched Sören lean down to suck Nicholas. Anthony's cock throbbed as he watched Sören's full lips on Nicholas's cock, the heat in Sören's eyes. Nicholas groaned and gently tugged at Sören's hair. "Such a good boy," Nicholas husked.
Sören tried to keep the pace slow as he rode and sucked, but his passion got the better of him and soon he was working his hips feverishly, sucking greedily, and Anthony knew he wasn't going to last long like this, even with already having come. He took Sören's cock in his hand and slapped Sören's ass. "You naughty thing."
"Mmmhmmmm." Sören pulled Nicholas's cock out of his mouth, licked at the precum, and kissed Anthony with it. "You love it."
"I do." Anthony kissed Sören back. "I love you." He looked up at Nicholas and he finally said it, after all this time. "I love both of you."
Nicholas smiled, and leaned in to kiss Anthony, putting his hand on Anthony's heart. "I love you too." He kissed Anthony's brow. Then he got back in position, but this time so Sören and Anthony could worship his cock together, and they did, licking it, every now and again kissing each other, letting their tongues play together before licking at Nicholas some more.
The rain fell, and the fire between them burned, the light returning to Sören's eyes after last night's sorrow. The happiness in Sören's eyes was Anthony's heart's home, and he basked in that glow for as long as he could, wanting to be lost in this beautiful place for hours.
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