The picture is of two twenty-something men lying on a beach. They are fully clothed in jeans and T-shirts, wrapped up in one another’s bodies, but not looking at each other. One gazes off into the distance, and the other at the camera, as though they are both looking for something they can’t quite find. They seem happy, but a perceptive observer might detect some tension; a sign that maybe there’s something missing in their outwardly idyllic life together.
These two took me under their wing when I didn’t have anywhere else to go. They welcomed me into their family with open arms… but what I feel for them, well, let’s just say I don’t think of them as my substitute parents. They are my best friends, and I want them both so bad it hurts to be around them. I know I’m young, but I’m nineteen, not a kid. I know they saw how I looked at them the other day when I accidentally walked in on them, and ever since then, they’ve been looking back… What do I do?
HEA or at least HFN please! I am hoping for a hot, hot threesome where hearts are engaged, everyone ends up happy, and no cheating. Also, vanilla sex is fine, but I wouldn’t mind a little bit of D/s and some spanking if it works! Hope this inspires someone!
Tags: BDSM, D/s, fetish toys, open relationship, M/M/M, established couples, summer romance, underage drinking
Content warnings: reference to past cutting/self-harm
Word count: 22,438
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