Rebound Love

Jealousy is Pink

Oakley

When I got up the next morning I found Archer in the kitchen pouring coffee. He looked at me grinning before getting another cup and pouring me some coffee.

“Don’t tell me you’re one of those hot men who wakes up early and makes perfect coffee?”

“Well, Oakley, as a matter of fact, I am, and I make coffee in my undies too. Come see,”

I laughed but let my happy steps carry me into the kitchen and to his side, before looking down to see that he was indeed only wearing his boxer shorts. I couldn’t stop my eyes from roaming his fine ass and fine hair trailing down his V trail. It was like a map to where the real treasure was hidden.

“Oak?”

“Huh?”

Okay...I may have been studying his fine features so hard that I didn’t notice that he was talking to me.

“How do you take your morning coffee?”

“Oh...yeah, sugar, milk, creamer, just put everything in. I needed it thick and sweet.” I drawled my words while resting my butt on the kitchen counter. I was wearing my softest sweatshirt, pajama pants, and fuzzy socks. I couldn’t believe he could stand there in just his undies while snow covered the outside landscape.

“You’re not cold?” I asked as I sipped my sweet creamy morning latte.

“Nope, why? Are you?”

“Uh-huh,” I was going to elaborate when his naked chest pressed against my side and he started kissing the side of my neck just under my ear.

Fuck...

“Do you want me to warm you up?” He teased.

“If you’re not busy,” I reply, deadpanned.

Archer laughed and turned me around. He started kissing my lips after putting down my coffee cup beside his. “Mmm...these lips still taste good the next day,”

“Yeah? Aren’t you curious about any part of me that might taste different in the morning?” I was fishing, we teased a lot and I loved it.

“I am, I was getting to taste the rest of you. But first...” The fine man smirked as he lifted me easily to sit on the kitchen island before stripping me off my sweatshirt. Goosebumps appeared instantly as I felt the cold air hit my warm skin. I shuddered when he parted my legs and pulled my naked chest to his warm naked one. It felt so good that I heard myself whimper.

“So easy to please,” He cooed and I sighed happily under his touches. “I can do this all day, but I need my breakfast, what do you say we give your ass a recuperation time and hit the restaurant?”

“But...but you just take off my sweatshirt,” I pouted, feeling my d**k was getting hard for the sexy man.

“Come on, I’ll suck you off in the bedroom before we leave then we get dressed, and let me replenish my energy before I devour your body until you scream my name begging me to pound you harder.”

I didn’t need any more convincing, I let the sexy man carry me, with my legs wrapped around his waist before he lay me down on the bed and let his mouth do good things to my throbbing d**k. When I climaxed embarrassingly quickly, Archer grinned, telling me that he gives great morning blowjobs. I chuckled before kissing him and tasting myself on his lips.

“No, save it for later, I want to paint your body with my cum.” He explained with his deep morning voice when I was about to return the favor.

Gah... the man was so insatiable, I wanted to keep him and lock him up in my secret dungeon. The dungeon that I didn’t currently have but needed in my future.

*****

The restaurant was a large space in the main building with sparse tables ensuring the privacy of their guests. The complimentary breakfast they served had a large array of meals and I knew I was going to lose him the second I went to go get my morning toast.

Archer joined me at our table with two plates on his hands filled with a variety of pastries, greasy fries, and omelets. He sat and started munching on his breakfast. I still couldn’t see how he could eat so perfectly while he had all that food piled high on his plate.

We were happily eating our breakfast when the guy I recognized as the person who offered the late-night ski lessons to Archer.

“Good morning, Mr. Wainwright, Mr. Pierson.”

Well, at least he knew me by name to greet me too. So I smiled at him and tried to be as casual as I could while Archer was busy inhaling his food. Seriously the guy should enter an eating contest, I’d have my money on him for sure.

Ski-guy introduced himself as Karl with a K and this time he gave me his card, explaining about the ski lessons. Probably because After was ignoring the man as he concentrated fully on the food in front of him.

But suddenly Archer paused his love fest activity with his breakfast spread and gave me his mischievous wink. “Thank you, Karl, but I’m good with ski lessons. I don’t know if my lovely Oakley here wanted one.”

I gave him my deathly glare to which he just shrugged. Damn...okay, I need to practice on my glare, turns out it’s not deadly enough.

“I don’t think...”

“Well, you haven’t tried it yet, you know I have a two-for-one deal since I’m free, two hours from now.”

There, the innuendo and the little sultry eyes he gave every now and then. I knew ski-guy was offering more than mere ski lessons so I went for the kill. Because why not? Archer did give an opening to this Karl guy even though I didn’t want it.

Two can play the game.

“Well, if you’re offering two for one deal, then how about you throw in a full body massage and I’m in. I know Mr. Wainwright is a very generous tipper.”

I really don’t want Archer to choke on his food but when he stops the spoon midway to his awaiting mouth, I know that I have his attention. He looked at me, then at Karl, then back at me with a raised eyebrow. So I challenged him and willed my perfectly shaped eyebrow to mimic his.

“Alright Karl, meet us at our cabin in two hours. I need my massage first, then we’ll see about the ski lessons.”

The ski-guy gave both of us his sparkling smile before he headed back to the front of the restaurant.

“So, I thought we were in an exclusive rebound relationship?” I eventually asked knowing that I was a little off with having a third between us.

“Well, we are as long as we’re both present I don’t see why not bringing a third. It might be fun, isn’t that the point of our one-week-fuckfest?”

“Well yeah, but...”

“I like to watch Oakley, and I really want to see you f**k the big guy.” He said calmly like we were discussing the weather while I tried to breathe easily. It’s been years since I topped because my previous partners liked it when I bottomed. It never occurred to me that we can switch.

“It’s something in the food, isn’t it? Did you digest a s*x drug while you inhale your breakfast?”

Archer laughed, and he laughed again, and the man kept on laughing until he was teary.

“You’re seriously getting a third between us?”

“If you want. It’s our s*x-fest week holiday. I’d say it’ll be a highlight we can share with our buddies who recently went monogamous. Hell, we can show them that we can walk on the wild side too.”

“Ugh...I can see that this week is going to be a disaster. It’s like taking a baby gay player on a frat free-for-all rainbow party. I’m feeling the college vibe freshman year all over again.”

“Oh do tell me, how did young Oakley do in his freshman year?”

I knew that he was steering us out of the current topic, but deep down I wanted to know how the threesome would pan out so I let him.

“Young Oakley did fabulous, a little kiss here and there and a sexy man candy by my arm. I did great. But don’t tell Brynn I lied, ’cause I was the cutest baby gay who wouldn’t leave my Brynn and be her wingman as she picks up college girls.”

There was an inkling in my tummy seeing that I could make Archer laugh. The man is too handsome for his own good. I could see his almost dimple when he laughed freely.

Two hours later when the moment finally arrived, there was a knock on the door making both of us tense. It was Archer who got up first and greeted Karl by the door.

“Did someone call for a masseur?” The man grinned while carrying a big bag of what looked like a massage table and his essentials. Okay, he looked like he knew what he was doing, maybe I can get my muscles to relax after all the pounding and s****l exhaustion Archer put me through. Who knew maybe I even pulled a muscle?

So I lay on the bed since Karl suggested that I’d be more comfortable in a bed than on the table he brought. He too suggested that I stripped to my briefs and rest a tiny towel to cover my buttcheeks. I could see Archer’s jaw tightening already and surprisingly I liked seeing him getting tense when Karl with a K started massaging his warm oily hand on my back.

“Damn, you’re good at this,” I couldn’t help letting out a low moan as his strong hands worked on my back muscles.

“Okay, you know what Karl? I’m not sure this is going to work. Thank you for coming but I think I can take care of my lover’s body all on my own.”

I wanted to giggle seeing Archer pushing the tall handsome Karl out of our bedroom door.

“Yeah so, I know it’s a little stretched, but when I say that I like to watch I mean that I like watching porn,” Archer confessed when he stepped back into the room and sat his sexy ass beside me.

My laughter burst and I was giggling holding on to my stomach, while Archer looked embarrassed at himself. His cheeks actually turned pink making the high school heartthrob look adorable.

So adorable that I couldn’t help but feel the butterflies in my belly. Oh god, this is not happening...