A Visit from Mr. Walker
This time was going to be different, Brendan knew that. No matter what he would always look after his Steven and never let that boy out of his life again. The two of them were finallya a real couple, living together in their own appartement. Everyone in the village knew about them, all of Brendan's shame and insecurities were long gone and instead he was filled with proud. For the first time in many, many years Brendan could honestly call himself happy and he had Steven to thank for that. The reunion had of course been filled with emotions and it hadn't been easy at first. Slowly, one day at the time Brendan had been able to convince Steven that he was a changed man and that history would not repeat it self again. Steven really had changed him in ways he never thought possible. In fact that boy had probably saved his life and Brendan was truly greatful to have him in his life for real.
The deli had been sold shortly after Doug and Steven had split up, leaving Steven unemployed again like so many times in the past. Brendan offered Steven his job back at Chez Chez, but didn't really expect the boy to accept his offer. He was surprised when the boy instantly said yes to be his bar man again. "I have to support me kids, you know. And I guess there are worse things in the world than working for you," he had said with a sad smile. "Besides," he had added, "it's only temporary. One day I'll have me own buisness again."
Brendan had felt the need to inform Steven about his previous affair with Walker. Steven had started laughing uncontrollably. Brendan had asked the boy what was so damn funny about him fucking another man and Steven had answered between giggles: "well Walker's kind of an alpha male too you know, so fucking him must make you top of all tops then, Brendan!" Brendan couldn't help feeling a bit flattered, "top of all tops", he liked that. With Steven back behind the bar and with Walker still working for Brendan (with the small difference that the affairs were alot less dodgy these days) the three of them now spent quite some time together.
It had been akward at first, having both Simon and Steven in his life, but watching the beautiful men together at the club everyday, getting along just fine made Brendan more relaxed. In fact, after a while he started having fantasies about the three of them doing all kinds of filthy things with eachother. It amazed him to have such thoughts, when only a few months ago he would have been crazy just thinking about Steven and another man together.
When Brendan finally mentioned it to Steven the boy had looked more than a little chocked. "You...you mean like a threesome then or what?" he had stuttered. Then he had just shook his head and said "no, Brendan, it won't work, you're too possesive you. You'd kill him before we've even got started."
It took Brendan several weeks to convince Steven that this was something his new self could manage. He kept telling Steven how much he would love to see him recieving pleasure from Simon Walker. "I know ye would love it, Steven. Believe me, I know ye would." Finally the boy agreed to give it a try, admitting himself that it was an appealing thought. Walker himself didn't need much persuasion to take Brady and his boy up on their offer...
So it was all settled and one evening, when all of them had the night off, Simon was invited to the other men's appartement. While they were awaiting their guest Steven seemed very jumpy and nervous. Brendan kissed him softly and tried to calm him down. "Relax, Steven. I've talked to Walker and he knows who's boss. Besides, this thing with Simon is purely sexual and it won't change anything between you and me, do you understand?" The boy nodded and started touching the massive bulge in Brendan's trousers."You really seem to be looking forward to this!" Brendan laughed and kissed the horny lad one more time and then the door bell rang.
They all took a seat in the living room and Brendan poured them each a glass of his finest Irish malt. The tension in the room was palpable and Steven was drinking his whiskey in large gulps. Brendan leaned closer to him and whispered seductivley in his ear: "easy on the liquor there, lad. I want you to know what you're doing tonight, and I also want you to remember everything afterwards." He kissed the boy on the rediculously pouty lips and whispered in the his ear: "It's alright Steven, ye will feel good, I promise. And if ye don't want this..." Steven looked at Brendan and then glanced at Walker. "I want to do this. Just promise you will stay with me," he whispered back. Brendan kissed him again, this time on the cheek. "I'll never leave ye, ye hear?"
When the men had finished their drinks Steven seemed much more relaxed and Brendan decided that it was time to get the main event started, they weren't here for small talk after all. "Simon, I want you to kiss my boy" he said in a low voice. Simon walked up to Steven and carefully pulled him in for a soft kiss. Brendan immidiatly felt his cock grow hard, this was going to be good. He watched the kiss between the two men become deeper and more passionate. Brendan knew that Simon was a good kisser and he could almost feel the man's lips and tongue just by watching.
"Touch him, Simon", Brendan ordered, his voice hoarse. The man obeyed and cupped his hand around Steven's croutch, making the boy gasp. Brendan and Simon locked eyes, smiling at eachother while Simon continued to stroke the fabric over the boy's cock."Such a naughty boy, aren't you, little Steven? Getting this hard just by a gentle touch," Simon purred. Brendan got up from the armchair and aproached them slowly. He started kissing Steven while Simon undid the boy's trousers. Brendan could practically feel the boy cry into his mouth when Simon got hold of the boy's cock. Simon looked at Brendan and mouthed a quiet "thank you." Brendan smiled back and thought: "my pleasure Simon, my pleasure."
Brendan's trousers were getting uncomfortably tight so he released his own manhood and then sat down, stroking his dick while watching Simon and Steven doing the same for each other. Simon glanced at Brendans hard on and licked his lips. "I know you want it Simon, but this time it's all about Steven," Brendan thought. He knew Steven was close to an orgasm, the familiar facial expressions revealing him and Brendan told him in a low voice: "don't come yet, Steven." Simon took his hands off the boy, making him groan with disapointement. The men couldn't help but laugh at his desperation. "Patience, lad. I promise it will be worth the wait," Simon said and started stripping the Steven of his clothes, leaving the boy's chinos just below his knees. He then gently pushed Steven so he ended up on his stomach over the armchair next to Brendan's. Simon caressed the firm globes of the pert little arse. "So soft..." he murmured. Then he looked at Brendan as in asking for permission to continue. "Good that he remembers who's boss" Brendan thought and nodded in approval. "Show the lad what you can do with your tongue, Simon."
Brendan watched as Simon parted Steven's buttocks, bending down and slowly starting to lick the boy's arsehole. It was a beutiful sight, Steven's pink little pucker getting all wet and ready from Simon's eager tongue. Steven was now almost screaming out his pleasure, he looked flushed and desperate to come. Simon stopped the rimming and looked at Brendan with a wolfish grin. "Noicy little fella, eh?" he said. Steven was standing on all fours in the armchair looking up at Brendan with eyes filled with lust and desperation. "Ahh, fuck! I have to co-ome!" the boy cried in a high pitched voice. "Yes, very noicy indeed. Maybe someone needs to shut ye up, Steven," Brendan said mockingly. He took Steven's head in a gentle grip and put his big cock in the boy's mouth. Steven immediately started sucking it, taking it deep down his throat. "Ah, Steven," Brendan moaned. Simon reached for Steven's cock and gave it a few strokes, while still tongue fucking him wich caused him to explode. Brendan came only seconds later.
Brendan and Steven collapsed in eachother's arms in one of the armchairs while Simon took a seat on the sofa, spreading his legs. He was the only one who hadn't come yet and his stirring cock was looking for attention. As Steven was starting to recover Brendan nodded in Simons direction: "show our guest some hospitality will you, young Steven." The boy instantly placed himself between Simon's legs. He started licking round the base of the other man's cock, up over the shaft, and then slowly starting to take the whole thing in his mouth. "There's a good lad," Brendan purred watching Simon shoot his load down Steven's throat.
Steven wiped his mouth and smiled at Brendan and walked over to sit on his lap. The boy's shyness was long gone. "Please, Brendan," he purred seductivley in the older man's ear. "Please what, Steven?" Brendan teased. "Please fuck me Brendan, I need you inside me now!" said the boy louder. Brendan lifted him to his feet and bent him over the coffee table, he then grabbed a condom and some lube and started preparing the boy's entrance with his fingers. Simon remained in his chair watching as Brendan started pushing inside of the boy's arse, slowly at first but gradually harder and faster, faster and harder. "Yer so damn tight, Steven!" Brendan groaned.
Brendan started kneeding and spanking Stevens bottom, leaving red hand prints all over the beautiful round globes. Steven liked it rough, especially when he was this close to coming and Brendan knew that. "Brendan, Brendan..." Steven panted. Brendan gave his tight little arse another swat. He loved hearing the boy say his name, especially while having his cock buried in said boy's bottom. "Where are my manners," Brendan thought and gestured for Simon to come join them. The tall man smiled and put one of his long legs up on the coffee table and gave his leaking cock to Steven's care. Brendan pounded hard into Steven's ass and Steven was jerking himself while sucking Simon's cock. It didn't take long for the three men to finish in extacy.
When Simon had left and Brendan and Steven went to bed later that night Steven lay on his stomach with a silly smile on his face. "What?" asked Brendan, exhausted from the recent activities. "It was amazing, I can't believe we did it," Steven giggled. Brendan yawned and patted the lad's bottom. "Just don't forget who's yer man, young Steven," he said and planted a kiss on the boy's lower back. Steven curled up to him and rested his head on his hairy chest. "You're all the man I need Mr. Brady," he sighed happily. "Good lad," Brendan said and turned off the lights. "It would still be hot to watch you fucking him though" Steven said quietly in the dark. And even though Brendan's cock was sore as hell those words made him ready for another round...