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John's heart was racing as he stepped away from the couple afraid what he would do if he didn't put some space between him and the objects of his desire. He needed to temporarily suppress his sexual yearnings but after a taste of what he wanted and being so close to having his fantasies come to fruition, it was a hard task. He forgot what he planned to discuss with the two flustered and aroused men in front of him. He hadn't expected Greg to snap as he did not for Mycroft to be waiting to pounce on him the moment he entered the study.
Greg sat in a brown leather chair near the door, keeping a distant to resist the temptation John was unintentional presenting just being near him. Though maintaining that willpower was quite a challenge when your son's nanny was a young and tempting wet dream personified that made your mouth water. Even Mycroft was having difficulties maintaining his composure which spoke volumes considering he had never been out of control of his actions except when Greg and him had been apart for a long period of time.
Greg assumed John had doubts regarding their intentions. He was a confident young man, but at the moment he seemed nervous and jittery. Having to get through this conversation was more nerve racking than John anticipated as he was scared they wanted a one-off or a fuck buddy to spice up their sex lives when boredom struck and, if that was the case, John didn't think he would be able to make it out of the house and his job with his dignity intact. He needed commitment on some level in order for this to move forward. He took a deep breath willing his heart rate to slow and his anxiety to lessen as he sat on the armrest of the couch between Greg's chair and Mycroft's stance by his desk.
"Before this gets too far...I need to know that you're not using me as a way to spice up your love life -which I honestly doubt needs it." John started, "I'm not one to be used and thrown away. I also don't want Henry to get hurt. Despite my feelings and desires towards you two, I will not compromise my integrity or confuse Henry."
"We understand your need to question our intentions and applaud your foresight. But your worry is for naught. The thought of having you for just one night and only one night is intolerable. One night would only whet our appetites. We also would never allow our son be hurt by our actions." Mycroft started before smirking at John, "We have an extremely satisfactory and healthy life sex...as I'm sure you heard last night."
John nodded, his suspicions confirmed that they had done it on purpose, which only embarrassed John more. Though he had to admit it was one the most satisfying wanks he experienced in a long time.
"So, am I correct to assume you want something more permanent?" John asked, a pink blush staining his cheeks. Mycroft nodded, "Yes, John. We want you to be a partner in our relationship. An equal partner. We wouldn't have flirted or made the advances as we did otherwise. After all, we do have Henry to consider and having him lose a surrogate father to him due to careless flirting would be unacceptable."
"So, you two knew about the other making sexual advances?" John questioned even though he knew the answer. Greg nodded, "Yes. After awhile we both realized that we cared for you as more than simply our nanny."
John smiled at the implication of Greg's words as he had not been aware he had gotten their attention long before two months ago. Mycroft knew the reasoning for John's hesitation, "John, it's understandable you have some doubts and concerns for Henry. I know you're open to the idea of an open relationship. You were raised around one."
"My family is quite unconventional to some...obviously not for you. Thing is how do I know I am not being played? And what are your parameters regarding 'open'? Will it be an one-on-one relationship of me with each of you separately or will it be a triad-type relationship? If I have to choose one of you...I can't. I won't." John was firm on that issue. He wanted both men equally and would not be the cause for a rift in their marriage.
Greg smiled and was inwardly ecstatic with John's refusal to only be with one of them. "No, John, you wouldn't have to chose between us. We have been looking for someone that would fit into our relationship for awhile. And after Henry was conceived, we couldn't just pick anybody." Greg said, "You fit perfectly. You love Henry as much as we do. He assumed from the beginning that you were one of his fathers. As for the type of involvement, we want you to be an equal member of our marriage. We want fidelity, commitment, trust, and, eventually, love. We may not be able to legally marry you as we are already married, but you would be just as important to us and would be seen as our husband when you felt ready."
John was shocked. Literally speechless with his jaw open. He blinked and shook his head slightly before he quietly said, "Until two months ago I didn't think you saw me as anything more than the nanny. I mean, I knew you appreciate what I do, but to hear you say you would consider having me be one of Henry's dads and be a permanent part of your lives...it's more than I thought possible. Are you sure it's not just a passing fancy?" John hated the insecurity lacing in his voice, but he needed to check that they were absolutely sure in their offer.
"Yes, John. The attraction we have is more than just physical. We wouldn't offer this to you unless we had no doubts. But we knew you would be hesitant to consider this kind of relationship so we decided to give you some hints. The flirting was to see how receptive you would be to both of us. We couldn't have you be interested in one and not the other."
"Did he have to use such cheesy and bad pickup lines?" John asked Mycroft while pointing to Greg, "Those were just annoying." Mycroft chuckled, looking slightly over at his husband. "Yes, I'm sure. I told him you wouldn't fall for it." Greg glared at his partner knowing what the man was thinking without saying it outloud. The detective hadn't yet learned not to try and prove his husband wrong. He lost too many bets that way. John looked between them unable to hold back from laughing a bit.
Mycroft looked back at John, "We will take this as slow as you want. If you feel uncomfortable for any reason or need time to adjust say the word and we will stop."
John didn't have many insecurities about being in a triad relationship. His concern was mostly for Henry and how he would be affected by it. He saw what happen to his nephew and it had taken awhile to make him understand that his parents were in a relationship together. He didn't want Henry to find out by walking on John with Mycroft or Greg kissing them.
"There is one other thing. What do you plan on telling Henry when he gets old enough to understand? You can't keep it from him. It will only harm and confuse him. I have seen what happens when that's done." John started, before continuing, "The last thing you want is him walking in on me with one of you two doing something a nanny shouldn't be doing with one of his parents."
"When the time comes it will be explain to him. We are all going to do what's best for Henry." Mycroft assured John, secretly pleased that his main concerns were of Henry and his needs. "You make it sound like I already agreed to be a part of the relationship." John stated.
Greg looked at John, his brow raised, "Isn't that what you all but admitted when you put on that little show for us downstairs?"
"That was revenge for having to endure the constant bad pickup lines and the unbelievable tease of hearing you two fuck through the wall...which I know you two did on purpose," John stated with a pointed glare at the two men.
"You both deserved every tortured minute of seeing just how bloody flexible I am and knowing you couldn't touch me without ruining your plan. Though I didn't quite expect the end result." John paused, smirking at the two men, "Still, it was nice to see you two with tented trousers, eye-fucking me while fantasizing what it would be like to see me do those moves pressed between you two. Plus that was one hell of a kiss." A pointed gaze at Greg.
The detective looked away blushing while Mycroft looked him, a smile playing at his lips. Greg groaned, "In my defense...you almost did the same thing, Myc. So, don't give me that look." Mycroft rolled his eyes at his husband's pouting. "Almost is not the same as acting on said impulses. I at least expected you to have more control than that." Mycroft grumbled.
John looked between them smiling. He was starting to suspect that having Greg's parents taking Henry for two days was part of the plan. John wouldn't put it past them to use this mini-vacation for Henry to their benefit and John hadn't wanted to attempt to talk to the couple with Henry in the home in case things went south. Though it was turning out to be better than he had hoped for and since they had good intentions he wasn't about to say no.
He also knew he wasn't leaving this room until he made sure these two men knew just how flexible he really was and how good sex with a yogi could be. He had dreamt of them since they fucked with his mind the other night. Now all he could think about was having one of them balls deep in his arse while he sucked the other off. He wanted his arse to be sore tomorrow and he wanted each step he took to remind him that he had two utterly sexy and gorgeous men in his arse. He wanted his voice to be hoarse with screaming too much pleasure.
John looked towards Mycroft and saw the sizeable bulge pressing against his zipper. Turning his head he saw Greg shifting uncomfortably in his chair, the telltale sign that the erection that had begun to lessen during their talk come back full force at the intensity of his perusals of the two men. His mouth watered at the sight. Only two pairs of trousers separated him from the two hard cocks begging for his mouth and arse. John smiled at the thought.
Mycroft looked back at John, "I take it I already know your answer." John's smile widened as the action of him standing released the two men from their restrained positions. Within seconds they were both pressed against John, each attacking the side of his neck with desperate open-mouthed kisses. John's head fell back against Greg's shoulder as his hand reached up to grasp the back of Mycroft's neck. A moan escaped his lips as the men sucked marks of ownership on him, one under his right ear and one on the left side of his neck.
The sensations of them licking on his sensitive neck made John buck his hips forward into Mycroft's and feel the hardened length press against his. "Oh fuck me," he whispered at the feel of the pleasured friction jolted up his spine.
Greg breathlessly chuckled, "That's the idea, love. Now," he grasped John's hand in his, "let's move this somewhere more comfortable." Mycroft hummed his agreement and took John's free hand in his as they made their way towards their bedroom. John's breathing hitched at the sight of the King-sized bed in front of him causing Mycroft to press his chest into John's back and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Care to give us a personal demonstration of your yoga abilities, love? Greg and I would be most delighted to see what you've been hiding from us." John turned around, wrapping his arms around Mycroft's neck, "I would much rather be pinned to the bed with your cock in my mouth if that's alright with you."
Before Mycroft could form a response, John attacked Mycroft with a kiss that quickly became heated and intense. Mycroft pried open John's lips with his and explored John's mouth with his tongue. He tasted of tea, mint, and something that was uniquely John. It was addicting and he couldn't get enough.
Greg watched as his husband's hands trailed down John's back, skimming over firm arse cheeks before massaging them causing them to grind their erections together. Twin groans of pleasure echoed in the room as the two men licked and massaged one another's tongues while savoring the friction that their small thrusts caused.
Greg moved to stand behind John, letting his erection press into the crease of John's arse that was barely covered by the thin yoga material. John pulled away from the kiss, pressing back to feel more of the tantalizing cock against him, "Oh God, Greg!" as said man took control, reaching down, and pulling John's shirt over his head while Mycroft leaned down and licked the nipple that enticed him.
"Bloody hell! I need you both. Please," John begged the two. Immediately he was pushed backwards, falling onto the bed with a bounce. Greg grasped John's tight yoga pants and yanked them down. Gasps escaped the husbands as they were entranced with the sight of a very naked John lying before them. In his effort to further tease the men, John purposely "forgot" to wear anything underneath his yoga attire. His cock was hard and glistening with precome as it leaked onto his stomach, jumping and twitching at the heated stares coming from both men. As John waited for his lovers to come back to the moment, he reached down and grasped his cock.
"I guess I'll start by myself," he said, letting his thumb swipe the swollen head over and over. Pleasure coursed through his body and he gasped. He let his other hand wander down to fondle both his balls and the sensitive perineum behind them.
"Uhhh...Mycroft...Greg...so good," he cried as his hand began to speed up his strokes, "Mmmm. Yes! Yes...uhhh." John's exclamation shook both men from their trances as they yanked their shirts over their heads before falling on either side of John.
Needing to take control back, Greg grabbed the hands that were fondling and stroking and pinned them above John's head. Leaning over the man, Greg bent down letting his husky voice taunt, "You, my dear little tease, will pay for that bit of taunting." He bit John's lower lip, sucking the sting away when John jumped and moaned.
Greg stepped back from the bed and unbuttoned his trousers, letting the material fall to pool at his feet. Stepping out of his trousers he came to stand behind Mycroft, who had joined him. Reaching around he unzipped his husband's trousers and pulled out the hard cock that pressed against the seams. Slowly stroking the shaft before ending with a twist of his wrist on the engorged head, Greg pumped his hand while using his free hand to push the trousers off so both men were naked and available for John's viewing. Mycroft gasped at Greg's firm caresses.
John's jaw dropped at the beautiful sight of two muscled and hard bodies that not only wanted him, but would soon be filling him. Seeing Greg stroke his husband's impressive length made him harden further and shiver with envy. He wanted to touch the warm, hard length and bring the man to orgasm.
Greg stopped his strokes and motioned for Mycroft to kneel at John's hips as he straddled John's chest. "John, you have an issue with showing respect to authority. I have half a mind to handcuff you to the bed," John's eyes widened in excitement at the thought, "but we'll save that for next time. Instead….open."
The commanding tone of Greg's voice caught John off guard and he shivered at the steel in which Greg spoke to him. Without hesitating, John opened his mouth. His eyes traveled down Greg's body until they rested on the cock before him. It was long, thick, and heavy. It made his arse clench at the hope of having that huge dick fill him and his mouth began to water as he desperately wanted it on his tongue. Greg braced himself on his hands before he fed himself into John's waiting mouth.
Greg groaned at the feel of John's tongue lapping at his precome before massaging the sensitive vein along the underside of his shaft. He thrusted, gently at first, as John hollows his cheeks as he sucked.
"Holy fuck, John...yes….YES! Suck me like that. Your mouth is so hot...so wet...I want to come down your throat. Have you taste me and drink my come down." Greg's eyes closed as his thrusting grew harder and faster. "Uhh! So good...you feel so good."
John shouted around the cock in his mouth as Mycroft spread his cheeks and ran his tongue along his puckered entrance. Lapping and licking at the sensitive flesh, Mycroft speared his tongue and breached the muscle. John cried out in ecstasy as pleasure assaulted his body. Spreading his legs wider, he pushed down onto Mycroft's face, wordlessly begging for more.
Mycroft added a finger alongside his tongue to stretch the hole for their enjoyment. One finger became two and he sucked around the scissoring digits, both lubricating and distracting John from any discomfort. Mycroft soon lifted his head as he added a third that was drenched in lubrication and, as John pressed down on his fingers fucking himself while sucking on Greg's cock, Mycroft spread the slick lubricant into John's entrance. Mycroft ran a hand up Greg's back, their signal to move into position.
Greg eased himself out of John's mouth with a wet pop and Mycroft removed his fingers from John's stretched and lubed arsehole. Feeling empty and needy, John groaned and wiggled his arse to tempt either man back to fuck him.
"On your hands and knees," Greg ordered. John sprang to obey as Mycroft knelt in front of him, his cock bobbing and glistening with his desire. Though he wasn't as big as Greg, John wanted the impressive dick in his mouth. He needed to know how it tasted. But before he could lean forward to take it, Greg grabbed his hips and positioned his lubricated erection at John's entrance. Feeling the blunt head press against him, he whimpered and pressed back seeking the hot flesh that would stretch him and fill him.
"Is this what you've been fantasizing about John? Me filling you, fucking your tight arse while Myc fucks your willing and eager mouth? Did you pleasure yourself to that image? Did you come at the thought of me flooding your insides with my come while you drink Myc's down?" John flushed in need at the images Greg's words invoked and nodded his head frantically.
"Tell us, John...tell us before Mycroft fucks your mouth," Greg said as he breached John's arse with his swollen and leaking cock. He kept his thrusts shallow as John threw his head back, groaning loudly at the feeling of being filled.
"I want you to fuck my arse Greg! Uhh! More...yes! I want to feel you fill me so I can't move tomorrow. I want Mycroft to fuck my mouth and make me hoarse. I want to taste him, suck him, lick him, and drink him. Please….please! Give it all to me. Stop teasing me!" John cried out in both pleasure and frustration.
"As you wish, our dear John," Mycroft said as he gripped John's jaw, opening his mouth wide as he thrust his cock into John's waiting mouth. As John hollowed his cheeks once more and sucked the hard length as it bobbed in and out of his mouth, he moaned in satisfaction. Mycroft added his groan as the hum vibrated through his cock and sent heat and lust pooling into his stomach.
Greg smiled at the sight of his husband thrusting into John's mouth while his hands ran through John's hair. Greg stilled his hips briefly before angling himself and thrusting sharply into John, assaulting John's prostate repeatedly. John screamed around the cock in his mouth at the intense pleasure surging up his spine while the thrusting shoved Mycroft's cock deeper into John's mouth and down his throat.
"More Greg...he wants more," Mycroft said to his husband. They grinned as Greg redoubled his thrusting, hitting John's bundle of nerves expertly with each plunge into John's tight channel.
"Oh God John...you're so unbelievably tight...so hot...so good. Seeing you...suck on Myc...while I pound...into your tight arse...is so fucking hot. Uhh!" Greg reached around and grasped John's erect and leaking cock in his hand, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
John moaned and sucked harder on Mycroft's cock, causing the man to become erratic and grip John's head and jaw. Mycroft hoarsely exclaimed, "Almost, John. Almost…..uhhhhhh!"
John swallowed the bitter release as it flooded his mouth, determined not to lose a single drop. He continue to suck and milk the last of Mycroft's come from his softening cock. Mycroft drew back and John moaned his pleasure with his suddenly free mouth.
"Ahh Greg! Fuck...more...harder. Yes! There...THERE!" His balls drew up as Greg hit his prostate with a harsh and deep thrust, his strokes bringing him close to completion.
"Yes...yes...YES...Greg! Greg...I'm...I'm…" John shouted as his release took hold of his body and he came in thick spurts across the duvet as his channel clenched repeatedly around Greg's cock. The tightness and the sound of John's release was too much for Greg as he groaned as he came. flooding John's insides with hot come.
As they came down from their highs, Greg pulled out of John and watched as a trickle of his come leaked out of John's arse. He pressed his finger to the puckered and red entrance and pushed it back in, causing John to moan in both pleasure and soreness.
Falling down behind John, Greg pulled him to his chest. Mycroft pressed into John's chest and both men wrapped their arms around their young lover. Placing chaste kisses on John's jaw and temples, the two men stared in wonder at what they just did...what their relationship just morphed into. They couldn't ask for a better partner and their rather exceptional bout of intimacy proved they were right in wanting John to join them.
"Thank you," John whispered before falling asleep wrapped in the arms of his two older lovers.
