Butcher

Chapter 12

12

SEXTON

When I dropped Kaylee off at her place, I’d originally assumed we’d go inside for a nightcap . It wasn’t as though we hadn’t already been together a few times, but after our chat and both of us confessing we wanted to continue things but with Butcher, if he was willing, we felt as though we should wait until we talked to him.

I walked her to her door, kissed her goodnight, and then left.

It was on the way home when it finally sank in that I’d admitted I wanted to date both of them. Not just Kaylee, but Butcher too. Never would I have ever thought I would want to be with a man, but something about Austin Butcher drew me to him since getting to know him more on a personal level.

As I thought about my revelation, I pictured each guy on the team, wondering if I found any of them attractive as well. I envisioned some of my friends, one of them being Crew Stratton, who I’d seen recently at the ESPYs. Not a single guy did anything for me, but when I imagined Butcher dressed in a tux at his brother’s wedding, a little zing raced through my body.

He’d suggested that maybe I was only gay for him, and while we’d had sex, I was still coming to terms with it being true. How in the world would I tell my parents I was involved with a man? My father would officially disown me. Did I care? I loved my mother to pieces, and the thought of never speaking to her again made my heart hurt. Maybe I wouldn’t have to tell them because I didn’t know how Butcher felt. Maybe everything was purely sexual for him and when the three of us had a chat, he might laugh at me and Kaylee for even wanting a relationship.

A three-person relationship.

A ménage à trois.

A throuple.

The terms made me chuckle because I never thought this would be my life.

Pulling into my parking space next to Butcher’s, I stared at his Escalade for a moment before climbing out of my Audi and making the decision that if he was on board, I would drop my guard and let whatever was happening between the three of us happen. But if he only wanted to keep pursuing things sexually, then I would need to figure out what to do next. While I loved having sex with Kaylee and Butcher together, I was feeling things that weren’t purely sexual, and maybe it would be best to walk away before anyone got hurt.

Taking the elevator up to my floor, I pulled out my phone and shot a text to Butcher:

How’s the wedding?

By the time I walked into my condo, he’d replied:

Good. Finally going indoors for the reception. How was your night? I’m a little surprised to hear from you this early

I slipped off my shoes and plopped on the couch before sending:

Well, we need to talk

That doesn’t sound good

It’s nothing bad. Just something to discuss in person

I’ll be home mid afternoon. Do you want to come over for dinner?

Kaylee needs to be there too

I watched the dots on the screen dance for some time and then he replied:

I think I know what this is about

You do?

Feeling the same way

I stared at the screen, not sure I was reading the words correctly. Was he saying he wanted to be in a relationship with us too, or did he think we wanted to end things?

Are you sure we’re talking about the same thing?

I think so

Then should I invite Kaylee to your place tomorrow night for dinner?

Yeah. Is the night going to end with all of us naked in my bed?

I chuckled as I sent back:

I think it might but there are things we need to figure out first

I agree

Call me tomorrow when you’re home?

Ok but can you do me a favor?

Sure

Think about me sucking your dick when you jerk off later

My cock jerked at the thought, but I went a step further:

How about we both think about us being buried deep inside Kaylee’s pussy at the same time?

You’re making me want to go to the airport right now

Enjoy the reception but I hope this means you’re not hooking up with anyone

How can I when all I want to do is swallow YOUR cum while I’m balls deep in Kaylee?

My dick was begging to be released from my pants, so I stood and walked to my bedroom while I sent back:

Tomorrow night

Can’t fucking wait!

I was practically bouncing off the walls, waiting until it was time to go next door for dinner with Butcher and Kaylee. While I knew Kaylee and I were on the same page about dating each other, and I was pretty sure Butcher was as well, I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious about how the conversation might play out.

As I grabbed my laundry out of the dryer, I could hear my phone ringing on the kitchen counter. Since it was Sunday, albeit a little later than expected, I assumed it was my mom calling for her weekly check-in.

I dumped my clothes basket on my bed and rushed to the kitchen to answer it before the call went to voicemail. Sliding my finger across the screen, I put it on speakerphone and greeted, “Hi, Mom.”

“Hi, honey. I wasn’t sure if you were going to answer or not. I know I’m calling later than I usually do.”

“I noticed,” I teased, walking back to my room so I could fold my laundry while we chatted. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, everything is fine. I was in charge of the bake sale after church, so I needed to stay until it was over.”

“Oh, what are you raising money for this time?” I asked. While I didn’t agree with most of what my father’s congregation stood for, my mom occasionally used her standing in the church to raise money for causes I donated to. Like holiday meals or school supplies for families who couldn’t afford them.

“Oh, this time, the money is going to a young, widowed mother at the church in Cedar Hollow. Your father shared her story with me, and it broke my heart.”

My mother was a kind and generous woman with a soft spot for children. I once asked her why she and my father didn’t have any more kids after me, but she only said it just wasn’t in the cards for them.

“Is Dad going to Cedar Hollow soon?” My father’s congregation was part of a small circuit of churches with a few locations sprinkled around the south. Since Dad was the senior pastor within the organization, he often traveled to check in on how they were doing and to share his infinite wisdom. While he made his rounds to all the locations, it seemed Cedar Hollow in Louisiana was his favorite because that was the place he frequented the most.

“Yeah, he’s still at his office talking to Pastor Harrison about making a trip there next Sunday,” she sighed.

“You don’t sound very happy about that.”

“It just gets lonely around here sometimes, that’s all.”

“You should find some sort of hobby or volunteer somewhere,” I suggested as I put away some clothes in my dresser. “Your whole life doesn’t have to revolve around the church.”

“I don’t think your father would like that very much. Besides what else do I have? I’ve always been involved in the church.”

I rolled my eyes. The only thing I could do was encourage her to find other things that made her happy, but I couldn’t force her to go against what my dad wanted or what her father had taught her. She would have to make the choice on her own.

“But enough about me. Anything exciting going on in your world?”

Other than wanting to date my teammate and the woman we had a threesome with?

It wasn’t as if I could tell her the truth, so I gave her a generic answer. “Not much. Just been working out with the team and did some volunteer work this past week.”

“I’m looking forward to the season starting. Watching your games is my favorite thing to do when your father is busy with church meetings or out of town.”

I smiled. Despite the issues with my father and how it affected my relationship with my mom, I loved hearing her excitement about watching me play. “Maybe I can get you out to another game sometime.”

“Oh, I don’t know if?—”

“If Dad will let you. I understand,” I said, even though I really didn’t. “But, hey, I should probably go. I’m meeting a couple of friends for dinner tonight, and I need to get ready.”

“Okay, honey. I’ll talk to you next week.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”