Jared watched with widened eyes. His cock stirred in his jeans, eyeing the man he wanted more than anyone about to pierce Vince.
That could be me.
Yes it could be but Diante' was clearly smitten with Vince and vice versa. How would he infiltrate their seemingly unflappable relationship? He had to interfere to even have a chance.
Jared sighed and moved on to his room. He leaned against the door, placing his ear there, trying to listen. The older man knew both of them would have an issue with him standing there observing. He wished he could join in again.
Only for him.
"Damn..." He grabbed his crotch through his jeans. It got stiffer with every moan and grunt from beyond the door. His balls drew up against his body, nipples hardened like glass and small breaths escaped his mouth. "Oh God, Diante'." Jared continued to rub himself. "I want you so badly...I need to show you how much better of a man I can be."
* * * *
Vince looked at his gorgeous partner, staring into his light brown eyes. Diante' was his and only his. Seemingly, their older friend had understood there would be no sharing here. He reached out for him. "Mi amor."
"Si'." Diante' stroked himself and Vince simultaneously. He felt the pressure in his groin. He clenched his lover's jewels before moving downward, fingering his perineum.
Diante's partner groaned, enjoying the feelings of his affections. He spread his legs wider giving him easier access. "C'mon D, I'm ready..."
"Yeah?" Diante's breaths labored. He ran his slick index over Vince's pink bud. Carefully, he slipped a portion of it inside.
Vince eyed the ceiling then closed his eyes tightly. He moved against his man's hand as he played with his anus. "Mhmm..." He bit his own lip. Vince had never wanted to be penetrated so badly until now. "Ughh...oohh...Diante'. So good...please, baby...inside."
Morillo grinned and pressed another into him, slowly spreading his walls for his sweet invasion. He continued jerking his own cock as well while gingering his own balls. He inhaled.
"Oh God...yes...I don't know how long I'll last." He slipped the condom on.
"Mhmm...try babe. " Vince sucked in some air and tried to prepare himself for Diante's penetration. He relaxed and pushed out.
"Ooh yes...oh God, Vince!" He threw his head back. Only the head of his dick was within his partner.
"Are you alright?"
It hurt like hell but Vince wouldn't allow the pain to ruin this moment. He took another breath and pushed, "C'mon, baby...go on, love...give it to me."
Diante' did as asked but still at a methodical pace. Once he had himself all the way in, he looked back at Vince who only closed his eyes. Morillo leaned down. "I'm hurtin' you aren't I...I'll..."
"Nooo...please...I'm fine. I'll be better when you loosen me up. Go on, D...move. Don't be scared. Do it, please."
Diante' kissed Vince's head and built a rhythm. He slid inside again, over and over with his lover's ass cradling his cock. "Ooh shitt...I'm so close, Oh Gooddddd...VINCE..."
"Mhmm," he began to hyperventilate and grit his teeth. He could feel himself loosening. Vince pulled Diante' in for a long embrace, forcing his tongue deep into his mouth. The action he initiated made him forget about the pain temporarily. "Oohhmmmm..." He felt the moisture between them. He gripped Diante's back, digging his nails into his muscles. "Ooh shit, Diante'!" Finally, he felt his anus stretching to accommodate his lover as he wanted.
"Damn...oooh God, Vince. Yes..." he trembled and muttered inaudible words. He angled himself and leaned in again, pressing into Vince once more.
"Yesss...Diante'...I love you. God, I love you so much." He raked Diante's long curls through his fingers. The shakes were wearing down and the musky air filled his nostrils. Vince never thought he'd want this but now being in love changed all those things. He had his man and nothing was more pleasurable than enjoying him one on one.
"Mhmm...Vince, shower now, right? Please. Too hot today and besides." He licked the sweat from his lover's brow. "I want you to pierce me."
Vince connected with his partner's lips once again. "Yes...and I wanna be there, Diante'. Believe me, I do."
* * * *
Diante' enjoyed the moment being on top for once. In their relationship, he always felt like the weaker vessel, like a woman sometimes. Vince made him happy, allowing him to exchange roles. Even though he as happy being the one that was always protected, there were times he wanted that control as well.
He got up, holding his hand out for his lover to take. When he did, he pulled him up and held him tightly against himself. Slow kisses and gropes of Vince's buttocks made both of them breathless. He signed into his man's mouth. "Te amo...mi amor."
"Te amo..."Vince smacked Diante's hips, hard. He covered his lips again
"Mhmmm..." Diante' led Vince to their bedroom so they could enjoy the rest of their afternoon alone.
Everything is perfect...almost.
Almost meant that Diante' really wanted all the men to be friends again. Why couldn't they get over these feelings and become close again? Jared being alone worried Diante'. Not alone in the sense he had no one to be with because he had plenty of women but he had no companionship. He wondered did he make friends with the people in the industry.
Morillo knew that Vince would not allow the 3 of them to get together again but Diante' had to wonder, would trying it once more make them closer as they should have been?
Why couldn't they be best friends and lovers? Diante' would try bringing it up to Vince at a later time. Right now, he'd keep these thoughts to himself so he could keep the peace.
* * * *
The weeks continued to roll by with Jared having a severe case of blue balls. He had his chances to be with some women but they just didn't excite him as much as they used to. Could he be turning gay? Maybe gay for only Diante' since he was still filled with jealousy over Vince being his lover.
It hurt him seeing the two of them so happy without him, carrying in their lives, doing what they needed to do and coming home making love, not caring about all the noise they we're making, causing the poor man to be very envious. He really wanted to try convincing the two of them how wonderful it would be to share another moment and rekindle their relationship in a different way. How would he do it, he wasn't sure but he had to attempt it because the feelings for Diante' were not going away anytime soon.
Still, first and foremost was his porn career which seemed to be doing well in print but he really wanted to break into movies. He recalled what the woman told him about doing the gay for pay films just to make a quick buck but he just couldn't see himself having sex with any other man. Jared had to get over this so he could start his ascent into stardom sooner than later. As he'd be told many a time, a porn stars career is quite short. When you start flabbing and your dick starts sagging, they don't want you anymore. Being only 19, he still had a while but he still didn't want to be in porn for the rest of his life either. He aspired to be back in the mainstream after his adult film stint was over. Many had attempted and failed, but he intended to succeed in everything he'd done.
After another sleepless night, Jared got up and took a shower. The water felt great to his young body, cascading down his chest and legs. He decided a cold one was in order to get rid of the hard on he was sporting, no amount of masturbation would cure how he'd been feeling, period. Jared needed to be with Diante' again, he wanted that more and more every day. He really didn't want to cause trouble but how could he continue to think of his friend without desiring him?
The older roommate leaned against the wall and took his cock into his hands. The vision in his mind, Diante's coffee brown buttocks in the air as he pierced Vince from behind. The sweat glistening in his back, illuminating his new artwork he'd decided to get. Muscles flexing, his cock probing Vince's tight ass repeatedly.
"Ooh shhiitt..." Jared couldn't focus on anything else. Damn this shower for not doing the job. He turned the levers and moved the curtains, only to look into his desired's face.
Diante' grabbed the towel on the rack and handed it to him. "Que Paso, mi amigo. I'm concerned about you."
The model grinned and started drying off his back. His eyes automatically dropped from Diante's gaze on down to the erection under his shorts. He swallowed hard. "Why would you be? You have your man."
"Don't start that, okay? I hate this. I hate that we can't even converse any more without all the jealousy. I don't recall the last time all of us even had a meal together."
"Yeah well..." He stepped out the shower trying to keep his eyes straight ahead. "Your man is being an ass. He's so worried that I might do something to you that he won't even allow us to be friends."
