Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

no room for me. Why the fuck am I even here?"
    "You shouldn't be." Jack pulled the tie through his hand slowly. "Not on the first night Taylor's back. It should've been just the two of us, and anyway, I wanted him to meet you first and see what he thought of you before we got anywhere near this point."
    Zach felt as if the breath had been knocked out of him. "Oh."
    "But that's his fault, not yours, and I guess we'd have gotten here soon enough, so let's forget the might-have-beens." He dropped the tie and leaned in, cupping Zach's face, his hand warm and gentle, still holding some of the heat from the spanking. "Cut us some slack. It's been a month since we've seen each other and that's a long time. Usually get to see him three or four times a week."
    "And you did just blow me," Taylor put in. "I wouldn't call that not being involved or needed. I needed you."
    "You needed my mouth."
    Taylor sighed. "Maybe, but I want more than that now that I've seen what you're like and I know Jack does. A lot more."
    "Fine, so fuck my ass, too."
    "That's not what he meant and you know it." There was enough of an edge to Jack's voice to make Zach, still kneeling, straighten his back. His hands were resting on his thighs, not behind his back, but standing without permission seemed too final a step to take.
    That told him that he was still hanging in there, still hoping. God, had he screwed this up by being too impatient and demanding?
    "Stand up," Jack said. "You've been on your knees for a while. Walk around."
    With both of them watching him, it was a hard order to obey. Any order would've been when he was naked and emerging from the immediacy of the fantasy-become-reality. It felt good to stretch out his legs, though.
    Jack moved away from Taylor, so that there was space between them.
    "You said there was no room for you. Well, there's one right here."
    "Between you? Splitting you up?"
    Taylor rolled his eyes. "You're one of those literal thinkers, aren't you, honey? No. Between us so we can both get our hands on you and make you fly."
    "You said I wasn't going to get to come!" Zach said indignantly.
    "No. I asked what you'd choose if you had to. I never had any intention of depriving you, not when you're this worked up."
    "Not tonight, anyway," Taylor added.
    Jack's lips twitched, an amused glint in his eyes. "Let's focus on tonight, huh?" He raised his eyebrows. "So where do you think you fit, boy? Right here and now, where do you want to be? With us or on the other side of the door?"
    Zach took a step forward, another -- and went back down on his knees in front of Jack.
    "Oh, he's too fucking sweet," Taylor said approvingly. "How the hell did you keep your hands off him this long?"
    "You hadn't seen him. Think I'd screw around on you?"
    "You do know I only kissed him because I knew you were on your way?"
    Hey, remember me? Zach? Still here. He only thought it, but maybe they read minds because Jack broke off and patted the couch. "Up here between us."
    He settled down on the couch, anticipation swelling with his cock.
    "Arms around our necks. You don't get to touch, or stop us touching you," Jack said. "If it gets to be too much and you want out, just say so, otherwise, you're mine, every inch of you, and Taylor's got my permission to do what the hell he likes with you, just this once."
    Zach moaned, couldn't help it. His cock was demanding attention, but he didn't think they'd make this quick, so he wasn't expecting a fast, efficient hand job. Much though he was aching to come, he would've been disappointed by that.
    Instead, they kissed him, their mouths against his cheeks, his ears, his throat, even his eyelids when he closed them, the lightest of brushes there, insubstantial and airy.
    Against his neck, the kisses were more demanding, leaving his skin hot and tingling, maybe even bruised, though he didn't have to worry about hiding a hickey from his boss under the circumstances.
    When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Taylor's cock was hard, as if his recent climax had only taken the edge off and Jack's erection was poking up, stiff and huge, straining his trousers. It didn't look comfortable, but that had to be Jack's choice since he could've had it deep in Taylor's ass or throat just by snapping his fingers.
    "Pinch his nipple," Jack said and Taylor's thumb and finger closed around Zach's left nipple, squeezing it hard enough to make Zach gasp. It hurt. He did it to himself sometimes when he was jerking off, but when