Out In The Open

Chapter five

“So you’re just gonna watch, Miles?” Phoenix slides up onto the bed backwards, still addressing his gray haired lover who is settling into Apollo’s reading nook chair across the room, rotating it to get a better view as Klavier manipulates Apollo into an upright kneeling position.

“Yes, for now… Please, carry on as though I’m not here.” The former prosecutor reclines into his shadowed corner to observe and finally, Phoenix turns back to them, seemingly at a loss so Klavier pushes Apollo into his arms with a request that he occupy himself with pleasuring the younger attorney for a moment. As soon as Apollo is gasping and moaning lowly, receiving enthusiastic fellatio from Phoenix, Klavier turns to the night stand to retrieve their supplies.

They had experimented before with the insertion of larger objects, both tapping out just a little shy of the full fist but Apollo had expressed confidence earlier in the day that he would have no trouble accepting them both at once, as long as Phoenix didn’t turn out to be hiding something disproportionately enormous in his Blue Badger boxers. Still it’s going to take quite a lot of the good lube, the stuff that doesn’t break down, even under water. Klavier thinks fondly of Apollo’s bath tub again, selecting the necessary bottle and a small towel, also grabbing more condoms than they will probably need, before turning back to just observe the scene taking place on the bed next to him for a few moments.

Apollo’s spine is arched, knees spread wide, leaning back on his hands, lower lip caught between his teeth while Phoenix’s head bobs between his thighs, swallowing him right down to the root and if Klavier had wondered at all, why Miles would wish to simply watch their activities, he is certain he understands now. It’s the view that he never quite gets to see in its full sensual entirety when it is himself going down on Apollo. It’s the perspective that Miles always misses, of Phoenix giving head. It’s combining that new viewpoint with the first hand knowledge of exactly how amazing Phoenix mouth feels or the way Apollo tastes fresh from the bath, how the sensitive nerves sing when stroked with a skilled tongue and suckled by an eager pair if lips.

“Well, what are you waiting for Mr. Gavin?” With considerable effort Klavier tears his eyes away from the erotic display, grinning sheepishly across the room at the former prosecutor, who is smirking at him from the shadows. “I was told you would both be involved in reducing Mr. Justice to a writhing, incoherent mess.” The gray haired man continues, folding his arms in mock sternness.

“Ja… ja, of course. I could not let Herr Wright have all the fun…” He turns back, chuckling and popping the flip top on the bottle of lubricant. Klavier nestles his body in close behind Apollo’s so the man can lean back against him, wetting his fingers thoroughly with the slippery fluid and sliding the slick digits down over Apollo’s tailbone deliberately, massaging the still relaxed ring of muscle and smirking into the sweat-moist curls at the back of his lover’s flushed neck when three of his fingers just sink into Apollo’s body with no resistance. “Still so loose baby…? Are you trying to say that you are ready for us to take you?” Klavier keeps murmuring affectionate nonsense into Apollo’s ear while fingering him, adding more lubricant and pushing the slick fluid deep into his lover’s body.

They had done a good job of preparing Apollo for this, his body is relaxed, eyes unfocused and mouth now hanging open slightly. He seems almost to be in another place entirely, panting shallow and fast, hips just quivering, as if unsure whether to thrust up into the mouth sucking his cock or roll back onto the hand massaging his prostate as his anus is stretched. Clearly Apollo is as ready as he will ever be, doing little more than mewl desperately, even when Klavier points his hand, curling it in as tight as possible and presses the whole thing in past the thumb joint.

Phoenix comes up off Apollo’s cock a moment later, breathing hard and wiping the back of his hand across his flushed and swollen mouth. Klavier gestures to the condoms and lubricant with a nod of his head.

“Herr Wright, I want you to enter first… then I will follow you once my Apollo is comfortable. Come around where I am once you are ready.” Klavier winks, grinning to offset the seriousness of his tone as Phoenix straightens up, his odd eyebrows rising. As the older man nods and reaches for the items, Klavier continues to manipulate Apollo’s body, snaking a hand around to take over where Phoenix had left off, just holding him open with the other hand. He’s a bit surprised when the attorney begins to speak softly, a shudder passing through his body, making his voice stutter and tremble.

“M- make sure… I’m facing you… Make sure I can… s- see your eyes… kiss you…” Klavier is certain that such displays of devotion from Apollo should no longer surprise him, as the man had always been incredibly detail oriented in everything he did; still… it deeply touches Klavier each time it happens, each time he can see the honest love in Apollo’s dark eyes and hear it in that rich strong voice, uncolored by the kind of indefinable mockery that Kristoph’s had contained and hiding no nigh-undetectable scorn or malice like Daryan’s…

“Oh Gott… Of course baby…” Klavier shivers, pressing a series of open mouthed kisses along Apollo’s shoulder and neck, tasting clear water and the scent of the bubble bath, the salt tang of sweat blooming on fresh skin. He’s so ready to get inside Apollo at this desperate point, an odd thing in itself because it was not even all that often that he felt like topping. Apollo is fit and strong with, in Klavier’s opinion, a very nice endowment, and with the perfect combination of athletic energy and physical awareness. He just always knew where to aim, what to touch, how hard to press, how long to go before changing the timing- the angle- the power- the speed… Perfect. However; tonight Apollo is wearing a different demeanor entirely and as a result, Klavier almost feels as if he could be another person as well.

“I’m ready, where do you want me?” Klavier startles a bit at the older attorney’s soft voice unexpectedly near his ear, only now noticing the heat of the other man’s body pressed up behind him, so lost had he been in Apollo’s scent and his own thoughts. He hums, leaning back against Phoenix’s chest briefly to savor his warmth and the way the man sets his jaw and groans as Klavier’s hand snakes back to cup him, gently kneading his balls. He pauses, momentarily wishing he was to be in Apollo’s place but quickly shuffling aside on his knees to give Phoenix room.

“Just recline there, against the pillows with your legs spread, ja…” Klavier chuckles as the older attorney’s jagged eyebrows go up again. Apparently he just has a way with his words today… “I will guide mein Forehead down upon you.” He continues. “Then you must cradle him, holding his legs up and apart and lean back with him so that I can enter.” Klavier repositions himself as gracefully as possible on Apollo’s overcrowded bed while Phoenix follows his instructions, settling against the plush pillows and stroking more lubricant onto the rigid length of his latex covered cock.

Klavier chuckles against Apollo’s shoulder as he watches Phoenix shoot Miles a hot look across the dim room; the gray haired man smirking back at him and shocking Klavier slightly by boldly sliding a hand down his chest and stomach to massage a very visible bulge in his fitted trousers, his silvery gaze still locked with Phoenix’s stormy blue one. Klavier nearly regrets having to interrupt their moment, nudging the older attorney’s legs just a little further apart to maneuver Apollo between them but Phoenix snaps back to the situation at hand quickly enough, holding his erection in position as Klavier affirms Apollo’s consent once more before gently easing him back into the older attorney’s lap, kissing along his jaw and moaning in sympathetic harmony with him as Phoenix slides in.

Certainly he’d seen Apollo like this before, the way his eyes flutter but don’t quite close, how his cheeks flush, how he bites his lip, sucking in a sharp breath as he’s filled… They’d been sleeping together for nearly a year now and Klavier did occasionally feel the need to press his lover into the sheets and demand a different type of appeasement than he was usually after… one which Apollo had never denied him, doing little more than blush the first time Klavier had made his desires known, the condom he’d been about to roll onto his own length, smoothed onto Klavier’s instead.

Apollo had lain back and prepared himself as Klavier watched then spread himself wide, writhing and gasping encouragements as Klavier slowly, tentatively pushed in- had smiled and stroked his sweaty brow sympathetically when the prosecutor suddenly shuddered and came after only a few moments inside his tight body, the heat and pressure and relative unfamiliarity of the position completely shattering his stamina. Apollo had laughed off and kissed away Klavier’s embarrassment, accepting an enthusiastic blowjob by way of apology and making him promise to try again soon…

Watching Apollo’s reaction to Phoenix’s dick inside him is something that Klavier had assured himself would not cause him to be jealous, and he’s not, exactly… Apollo is his and Klavier’s brain knows this, his body however, surges with possessive desire for the younger Attorney. He glances down between their bodies, watching Apollo’s cock twitch, a pearl of clear fluid forming at its tip as Phoenix adjusts his position, hooking his arms behind the younger attorney’s knees and slowly lifting, leaning back so Apollo can rest against his broad chest. Apollo’s hard cock continues to flex and weep, leaving a slick smear on his belly as they both attempt to get comfortable for the next step.

“Are you alright Baby? Can I…?” Klavier cups the side of Apollo’s face, stroking a thumb over his plump lips. He shifts forward between Phoenix and Apollo’s spread thighs, looking for some sign of confirmation from his lover. Klavier notices that Phoenix is almost quivering with the strain of keeping still and he doesn’t hold it against the older attorney when a moment later his resolve snaps and he drives his hips up to fully bury himself inside Apollo with a groan of relief and something like apology. Apollo shivers, drawing in a fast breath and dropping his head back against Phoenix’s shoulder, his fingers tightening on Klavier’s arms.

“Ahhyes… Nnmm.. F-fingers first… j-just go slow…ah..” Apollo mutters, eyelashes fluttering when Phoenix pulls half way out and slowly slides in again. For his part the older man seems more relaxed now, easily supporting Apollo’s weight and fucking him almost teasingly, like a pleasant sort of holding pattern. Klavier nods, leaning in to kiss his lover while groping for the lubricant bottle and a condom.

After he’s hastily covered and lubed himself Klavier eases in close and two of his fingers slip in beside Phoenix’s cock easily enough, pushed in along with his slow lazy thrust. Apollo hardly twitches but the sensation is clearly profound for Phoenix, his head thudding dully against the wall, a breath hissing between his teeth and Klavier smirks, rubbing the older man’s cock much more deliberately as he further stretches Apollo.

“Nghh… Y- you’re doing that- nnh on purpose, Gav- Ahh!” Phoenix freezes as the fingers of Klavier’s other hand curl around him and squeeze slightly, keeping him from thrusting back in. “K- Klavier…?”

“Phoenix… I- ah… have to time this right… J- just bear with me, alright?” He laughs as the older attorney’s expression relaxes into a sheepish grin.

“Was worried there, for a second…”

Klavier shakes his head, releasing his grip on the older attorney. “We’ve come just a bit too far to stop now, ja?” Klavier eases his two fingers out, making Phoenix’s eyelids flutter rapidly then presses back in with three. He has to allow himself a tiny smirk of victory when the addition forces Apollo to finally begin reacting again, moaning pitifully and tugging lightly at the head of his cock, scrubbing it through the pool of pre-cum on his lower belly, his body shuddering in a sensual wave. Klavier leans in close as his lover’s lips begin moving, struggling to catch his whispered words.

“-in now, K-klavier… please… I c-can’t…O-oh God…ngh- need you…” He continues muttering even as Klavier crushes their mouths together, moaning his desire against the other’s lips. If he was not desperately aroused before, Klavier certainly feels that he is now, primed to explode and he has to wonder how long he’ll even last once he gets inside… but Apollo wants him- needs him- is begging for Klavier’s cock, even though Phoenix is heavy and full inside him. It swells the prosecutor’s ego almost as much as his arousal.

“J-ja baby… If you are ready…” Squeezing his own throbbing dick and panting, he drags himself away from those moist trembling lips, catching Phoenix’s eyes as he pulls back. The man nods, seeming to understand even with no words exchanged between them and hoists Apollo easily, pulling the rest of the way out with a quiet gasp. Klavier nudges himself in as close as he can on widely spread knees, maneuvering until Phoenix’s bent knees arch over the tops of his thighs, pressing their hips and their rigid members tightly together. He shivers pleasantly at the sensation of heat and the pulse of Phoenix’s heartbeat, fast and strong enough to feel it in his dick.

Klavier quickly squeezes on another generous application of lube before pressing them both against his lover’s stretched hole. With impressive restraint Phoenix slowly eases Apollo down over them and all three groan in desperate harmonic unison.

To be concluded…