Everyone's Favorite Third

While waiting in the airport, my cell phone blew up with text messages from all the new men in my life. Picture text from Danny holding his rod, “Buenos Dias, Mamita. Te extrano.”

A picture from Antione. “Thanks for a great time. I sure have missed you.” He and I walked away with understanding. He could get the cookie from time to time. I needed a week’s notice, and we would meet at the halfway point, which for us was Alabama.

He said he was fine in his marriage, but she wasn’t his sexual spirit animal. I was content with being that for him. After replying to Antione, I received a message from my couple Sean and Anita in Boston. It was a picture of Anita and I kissing. I planned to visit them once a month. Plus, it came with income.

I replied to them all. It was all fun. I was having the best time. And on my way to see Carlo. As I sat waiting for boarding to begin, Giorgio called me. “Hey there my sweet thang,” I said.

He chuckled, “How are things?” he asked.

“Good. On my way to New York. How is Katia?”

“Katia had to go to Poland. She didn’t tell you. Her aunt is sick.”

“No. I had no idea. I should call her and see how she is.”

“I decided to come hang out with my cousin Carlo,” he said as he positioned the phone so I could see them walking.

“Oh wow.”

“I guess you’ll have the three of us to entertain.”

I chuckled, “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

He smiled, “We’ll pick you up shortly.”

I called Katia. She didn’t answer. It went to voice mail. Then just before I boarded the airplane, I received a text message from her, “Everything is good here in Poland. I’ll see you when you get back to Florida. Love you.”

“Okay, Love you too.”

I shrugged it off.

*****

A hug and a kiss for my two Italian hunks. They grabbed my bags, and we headed to the car. Carlo opened my door, and we got in. “How was your flight?” He asked.

“Good. No issues.”

Gio touched my thigh, “How was Katia when you called her?”

“She said things are okay. She would call me later. When did she leave?”

“The day you left for Boston. Surprised she didn’t tell you, but it happened suddenly.”

I nodded. Things did tend to happen suddenly. I only hoped her aunt would be okay.

****

I loved the hustle and bustle of New York City. Sure, I was from a big city but the NY hustle hits differently. It was hard to describe. You just gotta experience it. People walk fast fast, like they got somewhere to be and they are three days late. You either walk up or you will get walked on.

I stood outside on the balcony enjoying the view. Carlo came out with a glass of wine, “What would you like for dinner? Giorgio’s cooking.”

“Then he knows what I want.”

He smirked, “He told me that he cooks for you a lot.”

I nodded, “Yes. I love Giorgio’s cooking. He’s most likely making me Lamb Osso Buco.”

He smiled, “Seems like my cousin knows you better than me. I must work on that.”

He kissed me, “Um, it’s been a while. We should make love before dinner.”

“While Giorgio’s cooking?”

“Yes. He can join later. Let’s go to the bathroom.”

So, I went first. The apartment was nice, but it was small, if we had done anything in the bedroom which was part of the living room, Giorgio would have been distracted.

Carlo found me in the bathroom. He stripped and so did I. Our naked bodies connected. “Yes, babe. That feels good.”

We kissed sweetly and then paused. We looked down and saw his rod covered in my nectar. “I love how juicy you get.”

He lifted me and bounced me on that love stick. We got carried away. He bumped into the wall. A picture fell and broke. We heard a tap on the door, “Is everything, okay?” Gio asked.

“Yes,” I said.

The door crept open and Gio saw Carlo holding me. He laughed, “The lamb is simmering. I guess I can join.”

He watched as Carlo held me. I saw him remove his clothes. He held his cock and massaged it. Carlo moved me faster and faster until he grunted. He hummed and then kissed my mouth. Still panting from the workout, slowly, he placed me down. He left the bathroom. Gio and I stared at each other. I turned. His hand caresses my firm ass. He moved my hair left, kissed my neck, and stuffed my center. We looked at ourselves in the mirror. We looked like a beautiful erotic picture.

He was in a zone. His sexy stare. That intense gaze. My body rattled. His fingers played below until I buckled. I turned around and my leg was on his shoulder. He worked me long and slowly.

Carlo knocked on the wall and mentioned the lamb needed attention.

Gio grinned, “Almost there.”

He kissed me and then I felt him.

****

At dinner, the guys bonded over drinks and told stories about growing up in Siena. Giorgio placed his drink on the table, “We had such fun back then. Running up and down the hills, laughing like crazy.”

“You and Dante enjoyed the running. I enjoyed swimming.”

“Right, but we didn’t have a pool. Oh, but I remember your friend, what was his name?”

“Marco.”

“Yes. Marco’s family had a nice pool. They would invite us to swim. He also had a gorgeous sister if I can recall. You two dated for a little while.”

He nodded, “Yeah. For a little while.”

“When was the last time you heard from Marco?”

“I hear from him quite often. He’s the lead chef at one of my restaurants.”

“We should have gone to eat at the restaurant. “

“You made an amazing meal. Besides…we can go tomorrow when Dante arrives.”

Giorgio stood. He collected the dishes from the table, “I think I’ll call Katia and then call it a night. What about you two?”

“I am taking my baby girl to a spot for drinks and we’re going to throw axes.”

“Oh…sound nice, let me get changed,” I said.

****

Carlo wore jeans and a fitted shirt. He had a nice jacket on as well. I wore baggy jeans with a tight gray tank and a cut-off sweatshirt. We walked outside and got into the car waiting to take us to the destination.

We ended up at a warehouse-looking spot. When we stopped at the door and rang the bell, it opened and he stood smiling, “Welcome my friend,” he said as he embraced Carlo.

He stepped back. brown hair was tussled and his green eyes were piecing into me. He took my hand. “Que hermosa mujer.”

“You speak Spanish.”

“Yes. I am from Argentina but I spent a lot of time in Italy. That’s where I met Carlo.”

“You’re Marco.”

He smiled, “You’ve told her about me.”

“Just a little. Giorgio and I were reminiscing about Siena. This my friend Jade.”

"Welcome Jade," he said as he invited us inside. It was an interesting concept for a home, a warehouse decorated with tons of pizazz.

“Ah, yes, my beautiful Siena. Carlo and I are headed there in July.”

“Nice.”

We walked to the bar where he had drinks ready. We each took a glass and sipped. After an hour passed, we walked to an area outside where he had an axe-throwing game set up, “I love to have friends over to throw axes.”

After receiving instruction, I threw the axe and it landed just above the red circle. They cheered. Carlo kissed my cheek, “Look at you.”

“Calro told me that you met in Cabo.”

“Yeah. It was at Girgio’s wedding. He married my best friend.”

“Giorgio. He was such a nice guy.”

“He still is.”

“My sister Elaina had such a crush on him.”

I stared at Carlo, but I thought—”

“Elania and I tried but she was only using me to get to Giorgio.”

“Not so my friend.”

Carlo made a face, “Very much so. She wanted Giorgio and that was okay. I mean…things worked out as they should have for all of us.”

“Yes. she’s married with two kids. Giorgio is married, and now you are having a great time with the lovely Jade.”

“Yes. we are having a great time.”

He nodded.

“And what about you?” I asked.

“Me…well, I have been in love with the same person since we were teenagers in Italy.”

“Wow, that’s beautiful.”

He smiled, “But I am not sure how our families will take it if we come out.”

My jaw dropped, “Oh so, you’re?”

He nodded, “Well, I don’t like to give it a label. I know that I am in love with a man who is in love with me.”

Carlo reached for my hand, “I like you a lot, Jade. I do. And after what we did in Cabo…I was sure you’d be okay with this.”

It all started to come together. “So you two? Is this why everyone thinks you’re a player? You haven’t settled down with a woman because—”

“Yes. Honestly, Dante is more of a player than I am."

"Really?"

"Yes. Look, Marco and I have been together since we were teenagers. You’re only the second woman that I’ve been with.”

They used to have a girlfriend but her job moved her to Alaska. They tried to keep it going but later, she found a man there and fell in love with him.

I hugged Carlo. He was damn near in tears. “It feels good to be able to say how I feel.”

“What about Dante?”

“Dante most likely won’t be coming to New York. His situation has not panned out as he expected.”

Dante had a fling with a woman in Verona. She informed him that she was pregnant. He went to Verona to plead with her not to get rid of the child that he would care for the baby, but she stated the only way she would have the baby was if he promised to marry her.

He didn’t have the heart to tell me. So there it was…one less cock on the menu. Yet, I had an instant replacement. Marco was sexy in every way, He took my hand and kissed the top, “let us spoil you tonight,” he said sweetly.

***

Upstairs, there was a loft. This was Marco’s bedroom. They watched me undress as they stood next to each other holding their rods and massaging them. Once I was naked, they walked over to me, and kissing commenced. I had tongues darting in and out of my mouth as their hands caressed my soft skin.

I sat on the bed and then laid back. Marco was on my left and Carlo was on my right. As they suckled my nipples, I played in their hair. I felt their fingers sliding back and forth on my clit. I reached for their rods and stroked. Heavy moaning ensued.

I felt my left leg rise and Marco pushed his way into my sopping wet center and stroked. I looked back at him and our mouths touched. As we kissed, I felt Carlo down below. He sucked on my swollen button and licked Marco’s plums.

At one point, Marco slipped out of me and Carlo took it into his mouth and sucked for dear life. I reached down and took the dick and slid it back in. He smiled, “That’s it. Take it if you want it.”

Carlo slid his rod into my mouth. The best thing other than the feeling was hearing the sounds. My wet pussy, my mouth slurping, and the moans and groans.

Another highlight was when I went sixty-nine with Marco. My head went up and down. He had a nice rod just like Carlo’s. His tip was a little fatter but he had the same sweet taste.

I felt my ass burning from the tiny slaps Carlo administered as he drilled me. I looked back for a moment. I saw his grin. He was content. My center throbbed. I gasped. He pulled out and they were on my left and right again. They met in the middle and kissed and they stroked their rods rapidly.

Then I felt their juice on my tits.

****

At breakfast, Marco made us omelets, turkey bacon, avocado toast and freshly squeezed orange juice. He placed the plate in front of me, and then kissed my cheek, “Here you are beautiful.”

“Thanks, Marco.”

My cell phone beeped. I had a message from Giorgio asking how long we’d be gone. I replied, “We’ll be home in an hour or so. Slept over at Marco’s place.”

Carlo kissed my neck, “What does my cousin want?”

“Just checking on us.”

“He has a wife. He has to be okay with sharing."

“He is.”

They laughed. Carlo sighed, “I love my cousin but he can be a little stubborn and I can see that he likes you more than he should.”

I couldn’t deny it. I knew how Giorgio felt. But I wasn’t about to go there with either of them. “As long as you two behave, we can have fun.”

They smiled.

After breakfast, I helped Marco clean the dishes. He hugged me tight;y, “When do you leave?” he asked.

“Sunday morning.”

He kissed my mouth, “I have to see you again before you go. Come to the restaurant tonight. The three of you. I’d love to see Giorgoo too. Maybe he and I can have a cook-off.”

He would love that.

****

When we returned to the apartment, Giorgio and I spoke briefly about Katia. She stated that she was going to see us in Florida on Sunday night when she returned. After we spoke, he went inside and I accepted a call from Dante.

He was heartbroken as he told me about his situation. I assured him that it was fine. I understood. The issue was. I encouraged him to do what was best for him. But he wanted to still have fun. I didn't tell him "no" but I didn't tell him "yes" either. I was already screwing two married men...possibly three.

*****

This was upscale. The décor, the lighting, the friendly faces. Superstar treatment for us at Carlo’s fine eatery. Marco came out to greet us. He was with a gorgeous leggy woman. He hugged me and kissed my cheeks, “Jade, welcome. I have prepared something so good for you. Better than anything you’ve eaten.”

Girogio cleared his throat, “Hello, Marco.”

“Hello my friend, it’s been a while. You remember my sister Elaina?”

He stared at her. He nodded, “Elaina.”

She reached out for him, “We go way back, surely I deserve a hug.” She embraced him.

“I hear you’re happily married now.”

“Yes. I am married. We have two children. Any kids?”

“None yet.”

She smiled, “I see. I’d love to catch up with you before you leave.”

He nodded, “Of course."