MMM Pt. 11 - Moving In

Another chapter for my favorite two jocks and a twink. ;)

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Patt had a meeting for a group project, so Elijah and I went on a date to the local street art festival.

We had delicious burritos from a food truck and strolled the road, which had been closed to cars for the event. It was busy but not too crowded.

One show had a ships at sea theme.

Elijah looked ever so thoughtfully at a painting and very seriously asked, "Do you ever wonder what pirates did to jerk off while on a boat for months on end?"

I laughed. "What?"

"Like, besides the captain, they didn't have private rooms. Did they all wank during their sleeping shifts or did they do it all together? How did it work?"

I held my tummy from laughing. "A good point. Good point, Elijah. The important things in life!"

He kissed my cheek. "You love me, though, right?"

"I love you very much."

He grinned wide. "Are you ready? Tomorrow's the big day!"

"So ready!! Are you? You and Patt are going to do most of the heavy lifting."

He flexed. "Bring it, babe."

The following day, I woke up feeling like I was floating. We were finally all moving in together! I got to see my two hot, muscly jocks every single day. And kiss them whenever I wanted. And touch them whenever I wanted... I shook my head. We had packed up and carried everything to the car a couple days ago. I stuffed my last few items in a bag and drove over early. The guys were even earlier.

I rolled down my windows. "Woohoo!!" I shouted and honked!

"Wooooooo!!" They responded. I giggled.

I had barely parked the car when Elijah slid across my hood! Omg!!

Descending from the car, before I could respond, each kissed me, eyes filled with excitement. I forgot what I was going to say.

We quickly got to work. The place we were renting was newly remodeled, though a good price split between the three of us, and super clean. Hopefully we'd keep it that way. Uuuh, no promises with Patt and Elijah around.

We started unloading the larger items first then moved on to the the smaller stuff. I left the heaviest for them. I know my limits.

The best part of our rental was that it was very close to campus. Many of our neighbors were probably college students, too. Being a new term, I noticed a few other townhouses on the street had people moving in.

One particular neighbor caught my eye. The guy across the street moved like he was other worldly. He was petite and had a soft face. Long eyelashes, button nose. He was gorgeous in general. I couldn't look away. Add to that the fluid and careful way he moved. I don't think I could ever be like that even if I tried.

"Wow, he's so pretty," I couldn't help voicing my thought outloud.

"Hey! Focus on us babe," Elijah yelled as he carried another box up the stairs.

Patt hung an arm around my neck, pulling me close, and kissed the top of my head. "Your type better not change."

"Don't be ridiculous. I was just admiring him. Don't you think he looks stunning?"

"Nope."

"You didn't even look."

"I don't need to, angel."

"Fine... even if cheesy, lots of boyfriend brownie points for you."

He laughed and went for the rest of our stuff.

Once we carried in most of the boxes, we took out just enough to settle in for the night. We'd finish the rest tomorrow.

We ordered pizza, and Patt popped a bottle of champagne! Wooooo! Elijah didn't let us touch anything until he made a touching speech. But it was cute how serious he took it.

After chatting and a round of cards, we playfully pushed each other around in the shared bathroom as we brushed our teeth and got ready for bed. One of the reasons, I think, the rental was a good price, was because there was one bathroom for the three bedrooms. But that wasn't an issue for us! I liked being kissed and fondled between the normal activities by both.

I longingly looked at Patt while stepping slowly towards my bedroom.

"I still think we made the right choice," he responded to my silent question.

Elijah whined, "Shouldn't we at least sleep in the same bed on our first night?"

"No, we need to set good habits." As Patt replied, Elijah mockingly copied his movements.

We did a group hug, and the guys kissed each of my cheeks loudly. I giggled and wished them good night with pecks on the lips.

Patt gave Elijah a meaningful look, "No sneaking into Brycen's bed in the middle of the night. I mean it!"

Elijah scoffed, "Whaaaat? I wasn't planning... Okay, fine." He winked at me.

We had all discussed it in length before looking for a place to move in together. Patt, probably rightfully so, said we all should have our own bedroom for studying and having our own space. He said we should even sleep separately most of the time, as if we're just regular roommates! At the time, it had made me nervous, wondering if he was regretting or trying to put space in our relationship. Before I even voiced my concerns, he addressed them by saying he was encouraging this arrangement in order for us to have a longer lasting relationship. I really didn't get it, but he said we all seriously needed our own space to last and that many couples who lived together for too many years didn't end up getting married.

That last sentence repeated in my mind as I turned off the lights and settled into bed.

That night, the first night we moved in together, I had a dream that we got married! Officially, Patt and I registered our marriage, as Patt's family would definitely care about things like that. Elijah's unconventional family wouldn't be hung up on legal titles, but we all had a beautiful wedding ceremony, by some unofficial officiant we found by a friend of a friend's referral. It was an outside wedding in a canopy forest. The wooden chairs were covered in white fabric and green leaves to match the rest of the decor. Wow, the guys looked good in their suits...

"Rise and shine, angel!" Patt kissed my cheek. "Elijah's getting breakfast ready."

I looped my arms around him and pulled him to bed, snuggling into his arm. "You cut my dream short."

"Tell me what it was about, and I'll make it come true."

Patt said the most romantic things sometimes...

"Hmm, your cheeks are red. Was it a naughty dream?"

"Noooo," I jumped out of bed. "Okay, I'm ready for breakfast!"

After I quickly washed, Patt followed me to the open entryway area that served as our living room / dining room with an open kitchen.

"I woke our angel in the middle of a naughty dream. He was cute and flustered."

"It wasn't that kind of dream!"

Patt pulled my backside to his front and grinded his morning erection into me.

"Mhmmm." It could have been either of us, or both of us who mde that sound.

Movement caught my eye. I refocused on Elijah, who had stripped completely nude!

"Elijah!" I laughed.

"What? It's our house... And I'm worked up from slaving in the kitchen all morning long." He pointed to his delicious looking growing cock.

Giggling at his antics, I crouched to the floor and slowly crawled the few steps to where he was standing like a Michaelangelo statue, just for me.

I kissed up his thighs. His hands were already threading through my hair. I licked his shaft base to tip, base to tip, on all sides until he was wet with my fluids. Then, I kissed his head and sucked him down to the hilt.

"Fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Ughh, I was thinking about you all night." Elijah was a talker, but he was really on a whole monologue now. "I thought it'd be amazing to have us all under the same roof. You so close. But when you're one door down, and I- ugh!! - can't see you - hmm - or touch you-" He thrust his hips more forcefully. I relaxed my throat and let him facefuck me. "Or do any of the things I wanted," The wet, noisy sounds from my mouth were obscene, "knowing you were- uh - right - uh - there!!!"

He pulled my hair painfully. I swallowed around him repeatedly until his hot see shot down my throat directly to my stomach. "Hmmm." I hummed around him.

He moaned one last time and slipped out of me, falling to his knees beside me. He kissed me thoroughly, tasting himself on my lips.

Elijah reached between my legs, finding my hard dick rearing. He smirked and stroked me lightly. Mouthing my jaw, he teased, "Does sucking my big cock excite you that much, babe?" I nodded. He looked sideways. "Patt's been waiting patiently for your swollen lips."

I followed his gaze to find Patt next to us, who was bare from the waist down and teasing his thighs and abs. Keeping his delicious member ready for me.

I gently pushed him on his back, so he was fully laying on the floor. "Oh?" He quirked an eyebrow.

I laid over him, kissed him sweetly. Then, I quickly threw of my clothes and flipped around for a 69! I plunged down on his hard length, starting a quick up and down bob, going farther down his length each time.

"Hell yeah!" He gripped my hips and pulled me to slide into his mouth. His hot mouth on me was incredible!

I moaned brokenly around him, causing him to moan, and both of us moaned at the added vibrations.

He kneaded my ass cheeks, using them to slip me further down his throat. Patt had a magic throat. For a former straight guy, he was extremely good at this. I shifted my hips back and forth to help him out.

His fingers slipped between my cheeks, rubbing over my hole. I stuttered. He knew what I needed!

In my periphery, I saw Elijah walk back and forth, heard the snap of a cap, and cold lube drizzle on my hole. I slipped off Patt's yummy cock with a pop to witness Patt fist bump Elijah for the assist! I giggled uncontrollably. My silly men.

Patt spanked a cheek, pulling off me. "Angel," he pleaded, thrusting his hips in the air.

I grinned and returned to my holy work.

As soon as Patt slipped a finger in, fire licked through my spine, and I thought of nothing else but getting Patt all the way in me. Down my esophagus.

My tongue licked sloppily anything it could reach as I made it all the way down his length. Patt yelled, muffled by me, at the sensation. He may be great at giving head for a straight boy, but he learned from me, after all. The new heights I took him to made me feel accomplished and even hornier.

Patt added a second finger. I wasn't going to last! I quickened on him. He pushed deliberately on my pleasure button.

I felt subsequent harsh spankings on my cheeks that vibrated Patt's fingers right as they were on my prostate. From the force of them and the growl rising next to us, I knew Elijah was the one delivering the blows to my supple cheeks.

"Look at your ass jiggle. They're asking for it. They need it." Elijah gruffly confirmed.

It was stimulation overload. My entire body was vibrating. I was going to- going to-

"Come for us, babe!" He spanked me hard in finality.

I shot down Patt's throat!! My entire body spasmed in a tidalwave of pleasure, triggering Patt. His saltiness shooting in me adding the perfect mix to the end of my orgasm.

When I'd swallowed every drop, and Patt mine, I rolled over onto the floor next to him.

"Best morning ever," Patt declared.

I agreed with a hum.

"So far," Elijah added. "I'll reheat breakfast!"

......

I was studying, when I lifted my head to see a peculiar scene outside. Patt and Elijah were helping that magestic twink across the street carry boxes. Was... was he eying my men as they helped him?

I waited in the living room with my arms crossed as they entered the house. "What were you doing?"

"Hey, babe!" Elijah went to hug me or kiss me in greeting, but I side stepped him. His face fell. "What's wrong?"

"You didn't answer my question."

Patt intervened. "Angel, we were helping the neighbor across the street move in. It's a new semester. Other people are moving, too. Didn't you say you like that neighbor?"

"I never said that. Oh, you mean the other day when I... I just said he looked pretty. I haven't met him. But you all seem very friendly."

"Babe, we are friendly. We're friendly dudes."

I scowled. They laughed.

Patt mediated. "If you don't want us interacting with him, we won't." He seemed kind of puzzled, running a hand through his hair.

"I'm not that kind of boyfriend! Sorry, I got worked up for no reason. Can I have my hello hug now?"

Elijah was squeezing me before I even finished the question.

Patt kissed me and lightly sucked on my lips. "We love you."

"I know, I know. I don't know why I acted that way. Ignore the last 3 minutes."

Even though I knew there was nothing going on, and I said I was fine with it, the next day, my tolerance level exploded.

Elijah texted our group chat that he was home, and Patt said he was on his way, so I hurried home to have dinner with them, but when I arrived, no one was home!

I happened to look across the street through the window and saw our gorgeous twink neighbor in a skimpy little robe, and MY Elijah coming out of his house shirtless and sweaty!! Patt pulled up and waved at both of them as he opened our front door.

I walked outside to witness the basically naked guy kiss Elijah on the cheek (!!) say something about him being sexy and there being a next time. He winked!

My vision blurred red.

"Sorry, I'm not interested," Elijah casually responded. "I have a boyfriend."

It felt like my world was crashing down around me. My guys stood before me, but they felt an ocean away. I'd never experienced a feeling like this before. My blood was pumping so loudly in my ears that I couldn't hear what they were saying.

I slammed the door on my way in.

When Elijah and Patt fiiinally made it inside, where they should have been before I even arrived, I choke out, "I... you... what were you doing?!"

"Damn, you're shaking! Wait, are you jealous?" Elijah's hands landed on my hips.

Patt hovered nearby, clearly out of his comfort zone.

I held onto Elijah's shoulders for balance. I felt like I was swaying. Is that what this feeling was? Damn, I silently apologized to every person I had silently judged for thinking little of their feelings.

"What? No! I- I'm not... jealous... That's a stupid feeling only for people who... don't trust their boyfriends.... their really hot, too helpful boyfriends..." My hands gripped his skin tightly before I realized and forcefully uncurled my fingers.

"I didn't do anything on purpose, but are you sure you're not a little jealous?"

I humphed. "I don't get jealous."

Elijah grinned at Patt then turned back to me. "So you're okay if I go back over tomorrow to keep helping the guy move in?"

My nails dug into his shoulders. "No, don't! I mean... no, I don't... um, mind..." Did Elijah shiver? I tried to relax my hold again.

"You heard me turn him down, right?"

"Yeah, as you let him grope and kiss you!"

"He tried to kiss me, but I turned my head away. His kiss landed on my cheek. So, you don't mind?" He kept kissing the side of my face and down my neck.

"N-no..." At this point, I didn't know if my blood pumping was because of my jealous feelings or his proximity and touches.

He sucked my ear until I felt like I was melting. I barely fluttered my eyes open to look at MY boyfriend. His muscles glistened and clenched. He was so hot!

"I might get warm and take off my shirt, again," he continued. Ugh, he was still on that?

Mine. Mine. Mine!

His shirt was off right now. I palmed his abs, which twitched under my touch. I wasn't focused as much on what he was saying any more.

"He might cop a feel, too."

"What?" That broke me out of a haze. "No, you're mine!" I raked my fingers down his front.

He groaned, "Yeah, babe. I'm all yours."

I jumped and plastered myself to him. He lost his balance and fell on his back with me over him. I sucked and bit his lips as I ground against him, straddling him in the entryway.

Too much clothes. Too many layers. I pulled off my bottoms and pushed his down just far enough to get his glorious cock out. I was still mostly stretched from our session earlier today.

I slipped onto him. Oohhhh! I always forgot just how big he is until he breached me. Hhmmmm!

Maybe I got ahead of myself. I slammed down on him too quickly. My legs tensed for a few seconds. Elijah played with my nipples as the burn subsided. I sighed. Damn, he looked good, laid out with a tint of shine from workout sweat.

I moved my hips up and down on him a few times, already panting. Elijah gripped my waist, holding me in place, and thrust his hips up into me.

"AH!" My head fell back. "That- uh! Feels s'good!" He thrust up into me. "Ohh, Elijah!" I gripped his chest for support. I may have been the one on top of him, but he controlled the pace and my pleasure and- "Oh! Right thereee. Ugghh!"

Elijah growled and hammered my ass. I hiccuped in pleasure.

Suddenly, he pulled me up his body, I was left empty and aching as he slipped out of me, until my dick reached his mouth.

"Oohhh!!"

Elijah slurped on my dripping, flushed dick. It twitched with his licks.

Patt came up behind me, knees on either side of Elijah, and rammed his cock into my hole!!

"Aaaahh!!! OMFG!"

I fell over, my hands keeping me up above Elijah's head.

"Aaahhh-AAAHH!!" Elijah's mouth enveloped my dick fully. "Omg, omg!"

Patt's ass fucking rammed my dick down Elijah's throat. He constricted around me but kept pulling me by my hips. Four manly, strong hands gripped my hips, moved me back and forth. I didn't know up from down, only their blazing touches.

One of Patt's hands crawled up my body to pinch and rub a nipple. Ooohhhh I couldn't take any more. My body jerked and twitched until I was practically shaking all over. "Suck him hard!" Patt groaned.

Elijah locked tight and deep around me, sucking me in like a vacuum and his tongue rubbing the underside of my member.

Patt ricocheted in and out of my ass, the wet sounds of his fucking the last thing I heard before my ears rang and my vision blurred. White hot lightening flew from my balls to my dick and hole.

I was still blasting on Elijah's tongue when Patt pulled me back to thrust his finish into me. The last of my spurts landed on the floor and Elijah's face!

Patt moaned, coating my insides. Elijah licked my come off his lips and and cheek, a sexy glint in his eye. "Yum," he stated.

I made a mewling sound watching that as Patt retracted his softening cock from me and sat down sideways next to Elijah.

Said muscly jock wasted not time spearing me back on his straining cock, my sloppy hole well lubed with Patt's come.

He held my hips still as he thrusted up into my sore hole. "Uhh, ughh, UGH!! Fucking a, babe!!" He exploded, mixing his jizz with Patt's.

I collapsed on Elijah. As he slipped out, I couldn't wait to feel their loads slowly leaking out of me.

"Jealous sex is hot," Patt commented.

"I- I wasn't jealous!"

"Still saying that?" Elijah called me out.

They laughed in unison.

"Non-jealous sex was hot," Patt joking corrected. "I can't wait for next time."

Elijah laughed. "Yeah right! Next time Brycen's not-jealous over the same neighbor, I have a feeling it'll be no sex instead."

I sputtered. "I wouldn't... do something like... that."

"Hmmm, you've never denied us, have you, our horny baby." Elijah kissed me deeply before I could respond. I almost forgot what we were talking about by the time he pulled back. "For the record, before I was helping him in a friendly way, but he made an official move, so I'd put space between us anyways."

I definitely wasn't pleased to hear that. I gave him a deep kiss. In no way related to what he was saying.

"I always only have eyes for you," he looked at me in that rarely serious Elijah way and kissed me again.

When we pulled apart, Patt called us for dinner.

Over dinner, Patt thoughtfully asked, "We have a whole house to ourselves now. Why do we keep having sex on the floor?"

I almost choked on the chicken laughing.

......

A few days later, I was lost in thought as the guys watched a sports game on tv. How did I not notice this before? Guys and girls were constantly hanging around these guys trying to flirt and touch them. To their credit, they always kept a polite distance. They never flirted back. But I still... felt a consuming flaring feeling inside me sometimes. I tried to tamp it down. It was normal. Of course people would be all over them! They're amazing!

"Hey guys, is this... jealous feeling how you felt at the beginning of our relationship?"

"Sort of," Patt replied.

"What does that mean?"

He paused the video game we were playing. "Well, I still feel jealous all the time. From my discussions with Elijah, he feels the same, but we trust you and don't want to ever limit you."

"Like what?"

Elijah pulled me on his lap. "For starters, why are you always wearing these short shorts?" He fingered the edges of them. "There's so much tempting skin showing on your long, toned legs." He brushed up and down my skin, slipping under the shorts to the top of my thighs where they met my groin.

"Oh."

Patt added, "You smile all the time. You're so friendly, many with their hopes up probably mistake that for flirting."

"I don't flirt with anyone!!"

"We know." He leaned down and gently bit the inside of my exposed thigh. I yelped!

"Okay, okay, I get it. Sorry. I'll try to-"

"Nothing to appologize for!" Patt quickly interjected. "We don't want you to change."

"No matter how it might drive us crazy." Elijah pinched one of my ass cheeks.

I giggled and pointed to the screen. "Commercials are over."

......

A few days later, I came home to find a pile of clothes on my bed but not just regular clothes. Hats and sweaters and gloves? "Uhhh, does someone want to explain this?" I yelled over my shoulder.

"I wanted to have more of a surprise, but I didn't have enough time!" Patt skid into my room. "The snowboarding club is going to a resort this weekend for a snow festival!"

"That sounds fun, but I don't know how to board."

He chuckled. "Oh, angel, the snowboarding club doesn't board!"

"What?"

Elijah had entered without me noticing. "The college snowboarding club is notorious for its parties. They never actually shred."

My mouth fell open. "That's not what I expected."

"So, you're in?" He smiled wickedly.

I smiled back. "I'm in!"

He turned to look at Elijah, who fondly said, "Where Brycen goes, I go."