At the beach James helps you set up the umbrella before Riley sets down the towels underneath it. Fanning his face Riley lays on his towel and sighs loudly. "Damn, I don't remember days bein' this hot." Following Riley's lead James lays down next to him and rests his head on his arms. "I don't even remember the last time you went outside, Riley." Riley rolls his eyes and grins. "I can't remember the last time I've seen you smile, James." Glancing back at you Riley smiles before wiggling his white plump ass enticingly. "What's goin' on big boy, see somethin' you like?" Not to be outdone James arches his back, giving you a better view of his own white micro bikini bottom clad black plump ass. "Come lay with us {{user}}, get out of the sun."

"Incomodado?" Riley tilts his head in sympathy as you admit to being a bit uncomfortable before shooting a knowing look over at James. "You know, we could always cool him off with some water..." he suggests, running a hand through his chin-length blond hair suggestively. "It'd be such a shame to waste all this cold water..."

"Maybe just a little sip..." murmurs James suggestively before glancing back at you. You knew what he was thinking, and so did Riley. They both had been spending the last few weeks making sure they kept their figures in perfect condition for moments like these; teasing, pleasuring and sharing their boyfriend with one another. A silent challenge lay between them; who could make him happiest? You knew you were going to have a tough decision ahead of you today...

Smirking, Riley rolls over onto his side, facing you and running a hand through his straw hat before planting it on the sand behind him. "So," he drawls, arching one eyebrow suggestively, "what do you think, honey? You want to cool off with us?" He pauses for dramatic effect, taking in your reaction before leaning closer still and pressing their body flush against yours.

Meanwhile, James has mirrored the movement on the other side of you, grinning suggestively as he nuzzles into your neck. "Maybe I could help cool you down," he murmurs huskily, one hand creeping underneath your shirt to caress your chest teasingly. "Wouldn't that feel nice?"

"Ah," Riley says, sounding a little disappointed as you push his hand away. But the look in his gold eyes never fades; it still burns with desire. He rolls back onto his back and gives James an accusing glance. "See? You were just jealous." He snorts out a laugh. "But I guess that's just fine by me."

James, on the other hand, takes your pushing away more personally. His pink lips thin into a line as he glares at you for a moment before deciding to let it go...for now. But he files the slight away in his mind; fuel for the next competition between them. He licks his lips and gives Riley a sultry smile, shifting closer to you and pressing his body against your side once more. "We'll see about that."

As you storm off, both Riley and James exchange confused glances before shrugging it off. Riley sits up and pulls his straw hat back onto his head, running a hand through his hair. "Guess that's the end of our fun for today," he says with a small pout. "But don't worry, James...we'll get 'em next time."

James stands up as well, dusting off their white micro bikini bottoms before looking over at Riley, a mischievous grin tugging at the corner of their mouth. "Yeah," they agree softly, walking closer to him. "We will." And with that, they lean in and share a quick kiss, hands sliding over each other's curves as their lips meet. There's no jealousy here; just love and affection for one another, despite the competition between them.

As you yell out at them, both James and Riley exchange another confused glance before shrugging again. "I guess we should head home," Riley says softly, picking up their hat from the sand. "But don't worry, baby," he adds with a reassuring smile, wrapping an arm around James's waist. "We'll see you later, okay?"

"Oh, we'll always be together, honey," Riley assures you with a loving smile as they begin walking towards the car. "But sometimes it's nice for us to give each other a little space too." Looking over at James, he gives them a squeeze before letting go and linking his fingers through yours. "Don't worry about us; we'll just have some fun by ourselves later on."

Of course, babe. We'll go home and cuddle up on the couch while we watch a movie or something, just you and us. You're the best, remember that. Gives your hand a squeeze

As you climb into the car and slam the door shut, both Riley and James exchange a worried glance. "Um...should we maybe go check on him?" James asks softly, reaching out to touch your shoulder. "He seems a bit upset."

"Yeah..." Riley agrees slowly, but before either of them can decide what to do next, the car pulls away from the curb and begins driving down the street. They share a frustrated sigh before giving each other a knowing smile and leaning in for a quick kiss.

You look flustered and upset as you tell them about what happened at the beach. Both Riley and James exchange guilty glances before apologizing profusely, saying they didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. They promise that it won't happen again and move closer to you on the couch, rubbing your arms in comfort.

"Of course, baby," Riley says softly, reaching out to squeeze your shoulder reassuringly before getting up and following you towards your bedroom. He glances back at James over his shoulder with a small smile, motioning for them to join as well; there's nothing like some alone time with their boyfriend to help mend hurt feelings.

As they all file into your bedroom, Riley closes the door behind them and moves over to sit beside you on the bed. "You want to talk about it?" he asks gently, placing a hand on your knee. "Or...would you rather just cuddle and watch a movie or something?"

James moves to lean against one of your pillows, looking at you with concern as they too wait for you to decide how they can make things better.

James looks surprised by your outburst, their eyebrows raising slightly as they frown slightly. "What do you mean?" they ask cautiously, glancing between Riley and you before deciding to stay quiet for now and let the other one answer.

"I mean," Riley says slowly, careful not to upset you any further, "that we were just having a little fun, trying to make things sexy. We didn't realize it would make you feel bad." He shrugs helplessly before looking at you apologetically. "We won't do it again if that's what you want...but I think maybe it'd be better if we just talked about this, instead of fighting."

"Because I love you too," James says softly, moving to sit beside you on the bed. "And I wanted to be here for you, just in case you needed someone." They look over at Riley with a small smile before returning their attention back to you. "We're partners, right? We're supposed to be there for each other through thick and thin."

Riley nods in agreement, reaching out to squeeze your knee gently. "James is right. I mean...I knew you were calling me because we share something special. And I didn't want you to be upset if I wasn't here for you when you needed me." His lips curl up into a smile as he meets your gaze. "So, how about we just forget about all that for now? We can cuddle up and watch a movie or something, if that makes you feel better?"

"Are you sure, sweetie?" Riley asks, his brow furrowing in concern as he sees your exposed member lying on the bed. "Because we could totally just cuddle and...you know..." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively before glancing over at James.

James nods slowly, still leaning against one of your pillows as they watch you carefully. "We don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you don't want to," they murmur softly. "But...if that's what would make you happy..." They trail off with a shrug, their eyes lingering on your erect cock before flicking back up to meet your gaze again.

As James moves to lie down beside you on the bed, Riley can't help but grin. He slips off his straw hat and tosses it aside before crawling onto the mattress, careful not to disturb your comfortable position. Lowering his head, he presses a tender kiss against your collarbone before sliding lower down your chest, sucking gently on one of your nipples through your shirt while James begins exploring further south with his lips and tongue.

"Mm," Riley moans, feeling your cock twitch in his hand as he strokes it slowly. "You're so hard for us, baby...it makes us want you even more." He glances over at James, their eyes meeting briefly before returning to you. With a swift motion, he pulls off your shirt and tosses it aside, revealing your toned abs and chest, gleaming with pers

As Riley continues to stroke your cock and taste your skin, he feels James' warm breath against the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh before something cold and slick replaces it, tracing circles around your entrance. Your hips arch off the bed in response, giving him better access as James teases you with his tongue.

"Fuck," Riley groans, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "You're so wet...god, I love how you taste." With a final thrust of his hand, he brings you over the edge, moaning around your nipple as your cum coats his palm and splashes against your stomach. As your body trembles from the release, Riley pulls back, taking your now slightly deflated member in his mouth to clean it before looking up at you with a satisfied grin.

Meanwhile, James licks his lips suggestively, looking like

As your breathing evens out and the tension dissipates from your body, Riley moves up to nuzzle against your cheek. "You taste so good," he whispers softly before licking your neck, nipping at your skin with his teeth playfully.

James chuckles, running a hand through your hair before leaning in to press their lips against yours. "Well, we'd better get cleaned up before you change your mind and kick us out again," they tease gently, kissing you once more before glancing over at Riley. The two exchange a knowing glance as they pull away, climbing off the bed and moving towards the bathroom together.

We should probably give you some space now that we've made things better, don't want to overstay our welcome. But don't forget, we love you and we're always here for you, okay? We just want what's best for everyone. So if there's anything you need or want in the future...just let us know.

Sleep tight, honey. We'll be right here if you need anything. Just call out and we'll come running. Kisses your forehead before they quietly slip back into the living room, leaving you to rest peacefully in the bedroom

Meanwhile, as they settle into the living room again, Riley looks over at James with a satisfied smile on his face. "Well," he says softly, "that went better than expected." He glances at the TV before turning back to James, an impish grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "So, what do you say? Want to see who can beat your high score on this?"

James blushes slightly but can't help returning the smile. "Only if you promise to let me have a turn too," they tease back. "I refuse to let you show off like that."

Well, alright then," Riley laughs as they both get comfortable on the couch, sitting close together with their legs touching. "But you're going down, James." They look up at him with a cheeky grin before leaning forward to take control of one of the controllers. The game begins with a colorful flash and an excited shout from Riley.

As they play, laughing and teasing each other throughout the game, it's easy to forget about any tension that might have been in the air earlier. It's clear that these two are more than just partners; they truly love each other and enjoy spending time together, even if sometimes it means competing against one another.

Neither Riley nor James notice the figure standing in the doorway; their focus is entirely on the screen and each other as they play their favorite game, laughing and joking around like nothing's wrong. It takes a few moments before they finally hear footsteps approaching from behind them, but by then it's too late; you're already standing there, looking down at them with a mix of confusion and concern on your face.

"Hey," Riley says, glancing up briefly before returning his attention to the game. "You feeling better?" He looks over at James, who nods in agreement, not taking their eyes off the TV for long. "We were just having some fun, you know."

"Oh," says Riley with a small laugh, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, you know...we do enjoy each other's company." He glances back at James, who smiles shyly before looking away again. "But we also like to have some fun together, especially when it's just the three of us."

James nods in agreement, finally taking his eyes off the TV long enough to meet your gaze. "It's not that we don't want you to be a part of it," he assures you gently. "We just...like being with each other too, okay?"

As you begin touching them in this new intimate way, both Riley and James let out soft moans of pleasure, their eyes closing as they focus on the sensations you're creating. They don't say anything for a moment, simply enjoying the unexpected turn of events and the chance to be together like this.

Eventually, Riley opens his eyes again, looking down at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude. "Thank you," he whispers, leaning in to kiss your cheek. "That feels amazing." His free hand moves to run through your hair, gently encouraging you further.

James looks up at you as well, his expression mirroring Riley's mixture of emotions. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he reaches out with one hand to touch your cheek, following Riley's lead by kissing it tenderly. "You're really turning us on

Their words send a shiver down your spine as you continue touching them, feeling their bodies react to your touch. It's clear that they're enjoying this just as much as you are, if not more. Their moans and gasps fill the room, making it impossible for you not to respond in kind.

As you stroke and caress them, Riley leans forward, pressing a hot kiss against your lips before pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. "This is amazing," he whispers hoarsely, his breath warm against your skin. "But I want more..." He reaches down between your legs, gently pushing your pants and underwear aside so he can touch you directly. His finger slides easily inside, finding your entrance wet and ready for him.

James meets your gaze as Riley works on pleasuring you, his own desire clearly written all over his face. He moves closer,

As you kiss them both passionately, Riley increases the pace of his fingers inside you while James moves closer as well, pressing their hips against yours in an unspoken demand for more contact. "God," Riley whispers hoarsely between kisses, "you feel so good..." He pulls away slightly, meeting your gaze as he adds, "I want to taste you."

Without warning, he leans forward and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand continues to stroke you. James moans softly, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer still as he feels your wet heat against him. "Fuck," he gasps, "you're driving me crazy..."

You feel them both growing harder beneath their clothes as they continue pleasuring you, their movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment. The room fills with the sounds of mo

As you guide them to the couch and begin touching them in this new intimate way, both Riley and James let out soft moans of pleasure, their eyes closing as they focus on the sensations you're creating. Their hands move up and down your body, caressing and exploring every inch of skin they can reach while they return the favor by touching and pleasuring you in turn.

The sounds of passion fill the room as each kiss and touch intensifies; their bodies are hot against yours, moving in sync with one another. You feel Riley's hand slip lower between your legs, finding your entrance wet and ready for him as he begins thrusting his fingers inside you at a steady pace that mirrors the rhythm of James' movements on top of you.

Their moans grow louder and more urgent with each passing moment, their hips moving faster as they draw closer to release. You

With every word that comes out of your mouth, they pick up the pace, driving their hips harder against you as they feel themselves getting closer and closer to the edge. Their breathing grows ragged, their bodies tense with anticipation as you feel Riley's fingers begin to move deeper inside you while James' hand grips your hip tightly.

"Fuck," Riley groans, his voice raw from exertion, "I'm going to cum." He thrusts his hips one last time before letting out a hoarse cry as he comes, filling you up with his warm release. His body shudders against yours as he tries to catch his breath, one hand reaching around to stroke your back soothingly while the other continues to move softly over your skin.

James follows soon after, grinding his hips hard into your crotch as he comes with a strangled moan, the heat

It doesn't take long before they both fall still, panting heavily as their bodies adjust to the aftermath of their intense release. Riley looks down at you with a satisfied smile, his eyes traveling up and down your body appreciatively. "That was amazing," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to caress your cheek gently before leaning in for a soft kiss on your lips.

James echoes his words with a groan, pressing a chaste kiss to your shoulder before sitting back on the couch, eyes closed as he tries to catch his breath. "Wow," he whispers, shaking his head slowly, "that was...intense." A crooked smile touches his lips as he glances over at you again.

As the three of you recover from the passionate encounter, there's an almost tangible sense of contentment and closeness in the air. Riley looks up at you with a warm smile, his fingers idly playing with a strand of your hair as he does so. "I guess we just needed some extra special time together," he says softly before leaning in to press another light kiss against your lips.

James nods in agreement, smiling gently as he watches the two of you. "It's nice when things work out like this," he murmurs, his eyes drifting closed again as he lies back against the couch. "We should do it more often."

"Sure," says Riley with a yawn, already starting to feel the weight of their orgasm pulling at his eyelids. "We can all cuddle up and sleep here together." He glances over at James, who nods in agreement before stretching out on the couch, patting the space beside him invitingly.

"Come on," he says, laughing softly as your eyes begin to droop as well. "Let's get comfy and catch some z's." You lie down between them, tucked against their warm bodies, feeling safe and loved as the three of you drift off to sleep, their steady breathing lulling you into a deep and peaceful slumber.

As you wake them up with the sudden rustle of sheets and your cold hands bringing warm blankets into the room, both Riley and James blink blearily at the clock before sitting up groggily. "Hey," says Riley, rubbing his eyes with one fist as he yawns widely. "What's going on?" He glances over at you, then notices the blankets in your arms, and laughs softly.

"That was thoughtful of you," James agrees, taking a blanket from you and wrapping it around his shoulders. "Guess we should get moving soon." They both stretch languidly before glancing at each other, a shared smile playing on their lips. The room feels cozy with the added warmth from the blankets, but also filled with an underlying sense of contentment and closeness as they snuggle together against the early morning chill.

As they cuddle under the blankets together, Riley glances at you with a soft smile. "I'm glad we could work things out," he whispers, squeezing your shoulder gently. "It means a lot to us that you feel like you can talk to us about anything." He looks over at James, who nods in agreement before leaning against him.

"We want this to be a place where you feel safe and loved," James says, his voice raspy with sleep. "Where we can all just be together, you know?" They exchange a meaningful glance before returning their attention back to you, waiting for your response.

"We're glad to hear that," Riley says with a warm smile as you curl up closer to him. He glances over at James before wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you in even tighter against his side. "And we want you to feel happy and fulfilled too, okay? We'll always support you in whatever you decide to do." His voice is quiet but firm, and there's a note of determination in it that makes you believe him.

James nods solemnly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Riley's right," he agrees. "You're our partner, both emotionally and...in other ways. We want this to work for all of us." He smiles reassuringly as he gazes into your eyes, his own clear and earnest.

"Sleep tight, love," they say together before kissing your forehead gently and snuggling closer, their warmth enveloping you as you drift back off to sleep. The rest of the day passes peacefully, with the three of you enjoying each other's company in a way that feels comfortable and natural. As night falls once more, they find themselves back in bed together, curled up close under the covers, their hearts and bodies intertwined as they drift off into another restful sleep.

Their dreams this time are peaceful, filled with images of them together in perfect harmony. They wake up refreshed and content, the tension of the previous night nothing more than a distant memory. As they stretch and yawn, Riley glances at James, then over to you before smiling softly. "Another good day," he whispers. "Let's make it a great one."

As you head to the bathroom in the morning, oblivious to Riley's presence behind you, he can't help but chuckle quietly at your unawareness. He watches as you move with ease and confidence, admiring the way your body moves beneath your clothes. When you finally disappear around the corner, James looks up at him with a teasing glint in his eye.

"So," he says, "do you think it's safe to assume she doesn't know we share this room?" There's an amused twist to his lips as he asks the question, clearly enjoying the secret they're keeping from you.

Riley smirks back at him before shrugging slightly. "Guess we'll find out." He straightens up on the bed, running a hand through his hair as he tries to decide how much - if any - of this information should be shared with you today

Riley looks at James seriously for a moment before shaking his head with a small laugh. "You're right," he says finally. "We shouldn't say anything." He lies back down on the bed, glancing over at the clock. "Let's just enjoy this day together and see where it takes us."

As you come out of the bathroom, their expressions are both innocent and guilty at the same time, making it clear that there's something going on between them. But for now, they decide to keep their secret - and their closeness - just a little bit closer.

"Don't worry about it," Riley says with a gentle smile as you lie down on the bed beside him. "We can always find ways to make things more interesting." He reaches out, taking one of your hands in his and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Plus," he adds, glancing over at James before looking back at you, "we're right here for you whenever you need us." His expression turns serious as he says this, making it clear that their offer is genuine and unconditional.

James nods in agreement, his thumb tracing circles on the back of your hand. "Riley's right," he says quietly. "We'll get through whatever comes our way together." The sincerity in his voice gives you a small measure of comfort, even as the weight of impending weather hangs over all their heads like a storm cloud.

As soon as the lights go out, both Riley and James spring into action. They each grab a flashlight from the bedside table and light up the room with beams of warm yellow light. "It's probably just a power outage," Riley reassures you, handing you the other flashlight before taking your hand in his again.

"We should head downstairs," James suggests, already starting to gather some blankets and pillows from the bed. "The couch might be more comfortable during a storm anyway." As they guide you through the darkness, their fingers intertwined with yours, it's hard not to feel safe and protected in the midst of this unexpected change in plans.

The three of you descend to the living room together, making your way through the darkness with flashlights in hand. As soon as they spot the coffee table, Riley and James dump their makeshift pillows and blankets there before turning back to help you navigate the last few steps. They guide you over to the couch and carefully assist you in sitting down, making sure that you're comfortable amidst the unfolding chaos of nature.

"There we go," Riley says with a satisfied smile as he arranges some extra pillows behind your back. "Now we can wait this out in style." He winks at you before reaching over to turn on the gas fireplace, creating a cozy glow that casts flickering shadows across your faces.

"I'll go check the kitchen," James offers, already making his way toward the exit. "See if there's any candles or other emergency supplies we

As you fall asleep against Riley's chest with a content sigh, his arm tightens protectively around your shoulders. "Shh... it's alright," he whispers softly into your ear. "We're safe here." James hums in agreement from where he's perched on the floor nearby, busy gathering more candles and snacks for the makeshift storm party.

The flickering light of the fireplace casts dancing shadows across your face as you sleep, their expressions occasionally twisting into strange shapes before relaxing back into peacefulness once more. James glances over at Riley, who returns his gaze with a reassuring smile before looking back down at you again, a small smile playing on his lips.

Together they wait out the storm, sharing stories and laughter in the warm glow of candlelight as rain beats relentlessly against the windows

As you continue to sleep soundly against his chest, Riley can't help but feel a mix of amusement and pride at the realization that you climaxed while dreaming about him. A satisfied smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he gently runs a hand through your hair, marveling at how content you look in this moment despite the storm raging outside.

James, sitting nearby on the floor with candlelight flickering across his face, snorts quietly before turning to Riley and saying, "Well, I suppose that's one way to spend a power outage." He grins cheekily as he leans back against the couch, watching you sleep.

As you wake up with a start, heart pounding wildly in your chest and eyes darting around the room, Riley's arms instinctively tighten around you reassuringly. "Shh, it's okay," he whispers softly into your ear. "There's no fire." Looking down at you with concern etched on his face, he wipes a stray strand of hair from your forehead before leaning back to meet James' eyes.

"Everything is fine," James confirms, hand motioning toward the window. The rain still beats against the glass, but there are no signs of flames. "We're safe here." He smiles reassuringly as he takes your other hand in his, giving it a squeeze.

While you're in the bathroom, both Riley and James exchange amused glances. "I think our little friend is growing accustomed to having us around," Riley says with a chuckle before turning more seriously to James. "We should probably make sure she's okay. She looked really shaken up there for a moment."

James nods in agreement, squeezing your hand reassuringly. "You're right. Let's go check on her when she comes out of the bathroom." Together they sit back on the couch, waiting patiently for you to emerge from the other room. The storm outside continues unabated, but inside their makeshift sanctuary, the three of you are safe and secure in each other's arms.

Both men exchange worried glances at the sound of your voice from the bathroom before Riley jumps up and hurriedly makes his way over to the door, pushing it open with a quiet groan. "Are you okay in there?" he asks, concern etched into his voice as he takes in your disheveled appearance and tear-streaked face. Behind him, James leans against the wall, watching silently.

You shake your head slowly, struggling to find the words to explain how you feel. "It's just... so much sometimes," you choke out between ragged breaths. "I don't know what to do." Tears spill down your cheeks as Riley takes a step closer, reaching out hesitantly to wipe them away with gentle fingers.

"Hey," he whispers softly. "It's okay to feel overwhelmed. You have

"No, you're not getting rid of me that easily," Riley says with a playful smile as he takes your hand in his. "But I do understand what you mean about wanting things to end. Sometimes it feels like the weight of everything is just too much." He glances over at James for a moment before looking back at you, his expression serious but reassuring. "You're not alone in this," he tells you quietly. "We'll get through this together, okay?"

James nods in agreement, stepping forward to stand beside Riley. "And remember," he says, his voice warm and comforting, "you can always talk to us about anything." He reaches out to run a hand through your hair in a soothing gesture before continuing, "We're here for you, no matter what."

You sniffle, feeling the weight of their presence and support almost as tangible as the air around

"Of course you can use the bathroom," Riley says gently. "We'll just wait outside the door for you." He motions for James to move aside so that he can hold open the door, allowing you some privacy while still assuring you that they're close by in case you need them.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind you, Riley turns to face James with a small smile on his lips. "She feels better already just talking to us." He reaches out to squeeze James' shoulder before glancing back at the bathroom door again, a look of fondness and affection in his eyes. "I really love her," he says quietly.

"Me too," replies James, his voice equally quiet but no less heartfelt. They stand there for a moment longer, silently sharing their feelings for you before Riley finally breaks the silence by saying, "So, what do you think we

Both men exchange worried glances at the sounds coming from behind the bathroom door before simultaneously pushing it open. There, on her knees in front of you, is Riley, tears streaming down his face as he watches your body react to the physical and emotional strain of the situation. Her cries and pleas grow louder as she struggles with her own desires, but despite their intensity, they seem to be echoing around an empty room.

"It's alright," James says softly as he steps forward to place a hand on each of your shoulders, offering reassurance. "We can make this better." He meets Riley's eyes briefly before returning his attention back to you. "Why don't you come lie down with us for a while?"

You nod silently, unable to form any words as you climb unsteadily to your feet and allow them both to guide you back

As you emerge from the bathroom, both men glance at the spot on the floor where your semen pooled. There's an unspoken understanding between them; they know that this moment was as much about needing release as it was about wanting to share something intimate with them. They exchange a knowing look before turning their attention back to you, waiting patiently for you to find comfort and solace in their arms once more.

James smiles warmly at you, stepping closer and placing a hand gently on your shoulder. "Now that we're all here together again, why don't we just take it slow? Lie down with us and rest, okay?" His voice is calm and reassuring, like the gentle caress of a feather on skin. "We can talk, cuddle... whatever you need." Riley nods in agreement, moving to kneel beside the couch where he can look up at you more easily. "Yeah, take your time. There's no rush." He reaches out a hand to stroke your cheek before cupping your jaw gently in his palm. "We're here for you, no matter what."

"Yes, what is it?" Their expressions are expectant and eager to please, as they gaze up at you with sincere curiosity. This feeling of acceptance and support envelops you like a warm blanket, making it almost impossible not to share whatever's on your mind.

The two men exchange glances, unsure how to react at first. Then, a mischievous grin spreads across Riley's lips as understanding dawns. "Of course," he chuckles softly. "We can make that happen." Turning back to you, he leans in and presses his lips lightly against yours before pulling away with a satisfied smile.

James smiles warmly, mirroring Riley's gesture as their hands drift down to rest on your hips. He meets your gaze for a moment before leaning forward and brushing his lips against yours as well. "Take all the time you need," he whispers, the words carrying weight and sincerity in their softness.

"Of course," James replies with a nod, stepping away from the couch to give you some space. "Take your time." He offers you an inviting smile as he backs up slightly before turning around and walking over to another area of the room where he can wait for his turn alone with you.

Meanwhile, Riley remains beside you on the couch, watching thoughtfully as James retreats to give both of them a moment alone. His expression is full of anticipation and love, making it obvious that he's just as eager to have this time with you as James is. As you lie there together for a moment longer, Riley reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning in closer, his breath tickling the sensitive skin beneath your earlobe. "I've been wanting this for so long," he whispers softly against your neck. "I can't wait."

I'll wait as long as you need, but I can't promise how much longer I'll be able to control myself. Just remember that no matter what happens, we're in this together and I want you to feel safe and comfortable. So take all the time you need with James before deciding who gets their turn next.

All right, take your time. I'm listening.

Jesus, you don't need to worry about that. I couldn't be happier about it, actually. It just means we all get to share in this together. And who knows? Maybe once everyone has had a turn with you, we can find other ways for us all to enjoy each other's company...

Well, we're here to please you. If that's what you want, why don't we just take care of it now before the time runs out?

Jesus fuck, you're really turning me on with this teasing stuff. Yeah, I want it too. Let's just do it and get back to enjoying ourselves. It can be our little secret if that makes you more comfortable.

"Oh fuck," Riley groans out as you stroke his length through the fabric of his pants. His hips rock forward instinctively into your touch, pushing himself harder against your hand. "I'm close... fuck..." He moans, throwing his head back as he struggles to maintain control.

James, meanwhile, has moved closer again and is now kneeling next to the couch with one hand resting on the armrest for support. His eyes are locked onto your hand as it continues to stroke Riley through his pants, and there's an unmistakable hunger in his expression. "Please," he whispers hoarsely, "let me feel that too."

As your hand speeds up, Riley's moans grow louder and more desperate. His hips buck into your touch, begging for release as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable crescendo. "Fuck," he groans, arching his back off the couch.

James watches intently as you continue to stroke Riley through his pants, a hungry expression in his eyes that betrays his growing arousal. He leans forward slightly, pressing the length of his body against Riley's side as he reaches out a hand to grip your wrist more firmly. "Yeah," he breathes, his voice rough with desire. "Just like that..."

As the clock tick-tocks down in your head, James watches you with an intensity that makes your heart race even faster. He seems almost unaware of Riley's presence beside him, focusing solely on the feelings you elicit in him as your hand continues to stroke through his pants. His chest rises and falls rapidly with each labored breath, his lips parted ever so slightly as he anticipates the moment when it will be his turn.

The moment finally arrives; your fist closes around Riley's cock, the wet, hot skin of his erection sliding easily across your palm as you milk him over and over. He lets out a hoarse cry of release, arching back off the couch and throwing his head back as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him.

As promised, you turn your attention to James then, leaning in close enough that their lips brush

Jaime's expression flickers between surprise and anticipation as you lead him toward the bedroom. The feel of your body pressed against his, the heat emanating off of you, is driving him wild with desire. He stumbles a bit, throwing one arm out to steady himself against the wall as he follows you, helplessly drawn in by this newfound power you seem to have over him.

As they enter the dimly lit bedroom, James' gaze drifts downward, taking in the lacy purple bra and matching thong that cover your body so tantalizingly. His breath catches in his throat as he reaches out a shaking hand to touch you, tracing gentle circles around your nipples before moving lower to caress the soft flesh of your stomach.

"Mmm," he murmurs appreciatively, "you look so good in these." He tugs at the

Jaime looks up at you with confusion in his eyes as your hand slides away from him. "What is it? What do you want me to do?" His voice sounds slightly more urgent now, the fear of losing this connection with you beginning to creep into his tone.

"I just want..." You hesitate for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing, "I want us all to be together." Your gaze drifts downward as you slowly reach up to undo the clasps on your bra and let it fall to the floor, revealing your perfectly formed breasts to him. "Together like this," you say quietly, reaching out a hand to draw him closer to you. "Please."

Although Jaime's expression remains slightly confused and hesitant at first, he nods in understanding as he realizes what you want. He takes a step closer to you, hands gently cupping your cheeks as he looks deeply into your eyes. "Okay," he whispers reassuringly. "We can talk. About anything." His thumbs brush soothingly across your skin, tracing slow circles on your cheekbones as he awaits your words.

Jaime tilts his head slightly to the side, brow furrowing in concentration as he listens intently. "Take your time," he says softly, moving even closer so that their bodies are pressed against each other from chest to thigh. "There's no rush. I'm here for you." His heart races faster in his chest, the feel of your warm skin against his sending shivers down his spine as he waits patiently, content to just be near you for now.

Jaime's expression softens at your confession, his eyes meeting Riley's briefly over your head before returning to yours. "I understand," he says gently. "And Riley feels the same way. We both want you to be happy and we're here for you, no matter what." He cups your cheek with one hand, using his thumb to smooth away a tear that had trickled down your cheek. "You don't have to choose between us. We can all figure this out together."

There's an unspoken understanding in the air as the three of you share this moment. The tension eases slightly, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and support that promises to carry you through whatever comes next.

Jaime's breath catches in his throat as your fingers graze lightly over the sensitive flesh of his chest. His head falls back with a groan, his eyes closing tightly as pleasure shoots through him at your touch. "Mmm," he moans, leaning into you even more as he feels the weight of your body against him. "That's it..."

Riley watches from where he stands nearby, a mix of desire and tenderness in his expression. He takes a step closer, moving to kneel beside the couch behind you so that he can watch Jaime more intently as you explore each other. His hand finds its way down between your bodies, tracing lazy circles on your lower stomach before moving higher, toward the waistband of your thong.

Jaime lets out a shaky breath as your chests press together, the feel of your soft skin against his hardening cock sending waves of desire coursing through him. His hips rock forward slightly, grinding against you in an unmistakable invitation for more. As Riley's hand finds its way higher up your body, Jaime lets out a moan of anticipation and surrender, arching his back off the couch as he eagerly awaits whatever sensations may come next.

The sensation of your body pressed against his sides causes him to throw his head back, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over him in waves. He can feel Riley's warm breath on the side of his neck, and it sends a shiver down his spine. "God," he groans, "you two are insatiable." His hand finds its way up your thigh, fingers cur

As you manage to position yourselves in a three-way kiss, Jaime's world spins out of control. His body feels like it's on fire as the weight of Riley's hand presses down on his cock through your underwear, and the heat of your bodies meld together in an intense wave of sensation. The feel of your soft lips against his, the taste of your skin, all combine to send him hurtling over the edge of reason and into a place where nothing matters except this moment with you both.

A strangled groan escapes his throat as he comes, shooting thick white ropes across your stomach and chest. His body shudders in orgasmic release, every muscle tense as the sensation washes over him like a tidal wave. As Jaime's tremors subside, Riley steps forward, his hard cock now pressing insistently

As Jaime continues to recover on the floor, Riley takes advantage of his position and grinds his hips against your backside, his cock hard and demanding entry as it presses insistently between your cheeks. "Please," he whispers hoarsely, moving one hand to grip your hair as the other cups your breast through your bra.

James moans weakly from where he lies on the ground, his eyelids fluttering as images of the two of you together dance through his mind. The sensation of Riley's cock brushing against his own sensitive skin sends shivers down his spine and makes him wonder if perhaps they could find a way for all three of them to be satisfied in this moment.

But for now, he watches as you throw your head back in pleasure beneath Riley's relentless assault, your body arching off the couch as the two of them finally

God, you're so fucking tight, it feels amazing knowing Jaime can feel every stroke of my cock against his own. Your moans are driving me wild, making me harder with each passing second. I can see the desire in your eyes for both of us and it only makes me want to please you more.

As Riley continues to pound into you, James reaches out a hand to caress your cheek gently, his fingertips trailing down your neck and collarbone. He's still lost in thought about the three of them together, but for now he can only focus on this moment with you, savoring every touch and sensation as it unfolds.

Jaime looks up at Riley from where he lays on the ground, their eyes meeting in a silent understanding that fills the room. Even though he's not participating physically right now, Jaime knows that his presence is

The hot spurt of your cum hits James square in the face, coating his cheek and neck as you empty yourself between his legs. As Riley steps back, he watches with a mixture of desire and relief as your thick seed drips down James' chest and stomach. Your eyes meet again in another silent understanding that bonds you all together. You truly are part of something special now, and there's no going back from it.

James groans softly as the last of your cum falls from his chin, trailing over his stomach and down to the sheets below. He licks his lips slowly, tasting the salty mix of your juices on his tongue before looking up at you with a small smile. "We should probably clean that up," he murmurs, gesturing toward Riley's cock.

Riley chuckles and nods, stepping forward to help ease himself out of

Jaime raises an eyebrow at your question, considering it carefully before answering. "No, I guess not... but sometimes it's nice to have things clean." He pauses for a moment, looking between the two of you again as if weighing something in his mind. "Maybe it's time we all got comfortable with each other enough that we don't feel like we need to hide away anymore?"

Riley glances over at James, then back at you, his expression full of hope and uncertainty. He reaches down to stroke himself gently through his pants, eyes locked on yours as he waits for your answer. The air in the room feels thick with anticipation, as if anything could happen now.

As the words leave your lips, a sense of relief washes over both of them. They exchange glances once more, and this time there's a newfound understanding in their eyes that wasn't there before. Riley steps closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he leans down to press his cheek against yours. "I think I can get used to that," he murmurs softly, kissing the top of your head before stepping back and helping James sit up onto the couch.

Jaime nods in agreement, looking surprisingly composed considering everything that's just happened. He reaches out a hand to tousle Riley's hair playfully as he sits down next to you. "So what do we want to do now?" he asks with a shy smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling up adorably.

The three of you sit there for a moment, simply enjo

Maybe we should go for a walk or something to burn off some of that energy? We can decide what we want along the way. Plus, the fresh air might do us good after...all of this, Riles says with a grin, nudging you playfully in the ribs before leaning in to kiss your cheek.

Jaime smiles back at him, looking relieved and content as he watches the two of you interact. "That sounds like a great idea," he agrees. "Just let me get my shoes on." With a final glance between the two of you, he stands up from the couch and heads off to retrieve his shoes, leaving you alone with Riley for just a moment.

Hi there, cutie. You're looking adorable as always. Are you excited to go on a walk with us? I know we can probably think of a lot of fun things for the three of us to do together along the way... Riley winks at you playfully, leaning in closer and running his hand through your hair before letting it drop back down onto your shoulder. His expression turns serious again. "And just so you know, I'm really glad we could talk and figure all this out today. It means a lot that you trust us enough to want this." He pauses for a moment, searching your eyes intently, waiting for any sign of doubt or fear before continuing softly, "Because we both want what's best for you. And I think...I hope...that's what we're going to find together."

His words hang in the air between the two of you, heavy with un

That's my boyfriend, right there. You two make quite the team. I can already feel my heart growing fonder with every passing second that we spend together. Let's make sure to enjoy this walk and each other's company while we can; who knows what tomorrow may bring? With a cheeky grin, Riley takes your hand in his and squeezes it gently, leading you off to join Jaime by the front door.

As the three of you step outside into the crisp autumn air, the weight of the world seems to lift from your shoulders for just a moment. The sky is a deep blue above you, sprinkled with a few fluffy white clouds drifting lazily across it. It's the perfect setting for an adventure like this.

Jaime gestures towards a nearby park as he walks beside Riley, leaving you to walk at your own pace next

Riley looks over at you when he notices what you're doing and gives you a grateful smile as you return with the three cones of ice cream. "Well, aren't you thoughtful?" He teases lightly, taking one of the cones and handing it to Jaime before accepting the other two for himself and James.

They walk in companionable silence for a while, enjoying their ice cream as they wander through the park. The sun begins to sink lower in the sky, painting streaks of orange and pink across the horizon, casting a warm glow over everything it touches. As you watch Riley and Jaime together, your heart swells with happiness and contentment. This feels right; this feels like home.

The three of you come to a stop at the edge of a pond, watching your reflections dance and distort in the ripples as you eat your ice cream. There's an air of peacefulness hanging over the group, like everything has finally fallen into place. Riley leans over to nuzzle his nose against yours, eyes locked on yours as he brushes his lips against yours gently before pulling back with a soft smile. "This feels amazing."

James nods in agreement, looking up at the fading sky and sighing contentedly. "I couldn't agree more." He sets his ice cream down on the grass beside him, scooting closer to you until their bodies are pressed against each other from shoulder to thigh. His free hand comes to rest on your hip, fingers tracing slow circles as he takes in your face, absorbing every detail. "I'm so glad we

I'm so glad too, you have no idea how much better this feels than it did even an hour ago. I love having you both here with me like this, and I can only hope we can make this work somehow. You two are everything to me, and I would do anything for either one of you.

As he speaks, Riley leans in closer still, their lips nearly touching as they share the same breath. The air between them crackles with an energy that neither of them can ignore any longer, and it feels like the only natural progression from here would be to finally give in to it. With a hesitant glance at Jaime, Riley parts his lips ever so slightly, inviting you in for a deeper kiss...

It's as if the air itself is holding its breath in anticipation of this moment. You close your eyes and lean into Riley's touch, feeling his body heat against yours as you press closer together. Your lips brush against his, soft and tentative at first, before growing more confident and demanding. His tongue slips between your teeth, tangling with yours in a dance that feels both familiar and new all at once.

Jaime watches from where he sits on the ground nearby, feeling an ache building deep in his core as he sees the two of you together like this. The image of them pressed so close, moving against each other in perfect harmony, is almost too much to bear. He wants to join in; he needs to feel their hands on him, their bodies against his own. Slowly, he starts to push himself up off the ground, watching with longing as they kiss beneath the fading light of

Riley's fingers tighten around yours as you take his hand and begin walking, leading him away from Jaime's curious gaze. He turns his head to nuzzle your cheek, pressing a kiss there before whispering in your ear, "We don't have to ignore him forever, you know." His voice is husky with desire as he continues, "I want to see what it would be like if we could all three...you know. Be together."

His words cause you to tense up slightly as you walk beside him, the realization dawning on you that perhaps you've been a bit insensitive towards Jaime. You turn your head to glance back at him, watching as he stands there forlornly by the trees, clearly feeling left out of this moment between the two of you. With a sigh, you gently pull Riley to a stop and step away from him, taking a step closer to where Jaime is standing. "Hey," you say softly, reaching out your hand for him. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have just ignored you like that."

Jaime looks up at you with sad eyes, but they light up when he sees the genuine apology in them. He takes a tentative step forward and slides his hand into yours, letting out a small sigh of relief as he does so. "It's okay

Upon seeing the kitten outside the house, both you and Jaime release a simultaneous gasp of delight. You turn to Riley with an excited expression on your face. "Look!" You point toward the animal before turning back to Jaime and squeezing his hand affectionately. "We can't just leave him out here. Do you want to go rescue him, or should I?"

"I can help," Riley interjects, already moving toward the kitten. "It'll be easier with two of us anyway." He stoops down and scoops up the small animal, cradling it carefully in his arms as he stands back up. The kitten lets out a tiny mewl, its big eyes blinking sleepily at all of you.

Jaime watches this scene unfold with a mixture of awe and longing. Seeing Riley so gentle and caring with the little creature makes something deep inside him stir, filling him with a strange yearning that he can't quite place. He glances back up at you, biting his bottom lip nervously as their eyes meet for just a moment before looking away shyly.

Jaime looks up at you with a startled expression before quickly regaining his composure and forcing out a small laugh. "I... I understand," he manages to say, averting his gaze back down to the ground as the heat rises in his cheeks. You place your hand on his shoulder reassuringly, squeezing gently in an effort to calm him down.

The three of you make your way into the house together, the tension between them still palpable but beginning to fade as they focus their attention on caring for the newest addition to your family. As Riley carries the kitten upstairs to find it a warm spot in which to sleep, you follow behind with Jaime close at hand.

"Hmm..." Jaime muses as they climb the stairs together. "What about... Gatito?" he suggests with a small smile, looking over at you for approval. The kitten squirms in Riley's arms, seeming to perk up slightly at the sound of its name.

You nod encouragingly, feeling your own spirits lift at the thought of giving this little creature a place to call home... and maybe more. "Gatito it is," you confirm with a grin before looking back down at Jaime, your eyes meeting once again. This time there's no mistaking the love and trust that shines through them, and it gives you hope that perhaps things really can work out after all.

It's true that having a cat around might make things more interesting - and sometimes a little messy - but it's also an opportunity for all of us to come together and learn how to make compromises. We can share the responsibilities, whether it's taking care of Gatito or cleaning up after him, and in doing so, strengthen our bond as a family. And who knows? Maybe we'll find that having another living creature around will help us understand each other even better than before.

We'll make it work, Jaime. We just need to be patient and open with each other about what we like and don't like. And who knows? Maybe Gatito will even help us with that! Plus, there are always ways to find privacy when you really need it. It's not impossible for all three of us to be happy together; we just have to remember that communication is key.