Butcher

Chapter 15

15

Sexton

For the past two weeks, Kaylee, Butcher, and I had spent as much time together as we could. With pre-season games starting in two weeks, we wanted to be together as much as possible. We finally christened my place, went to the movies, took a sunset cruise, and went out to dinner a few times. The only thing we made sure not to do was engage in any sort of PDA involving the three of us.

Sometimes I would be the one to hold Kaylee’s hand, to kiss her. Other times it was Butcher. And even though he and I did things behind closed doors, we never touched when we were outside any of our residences. Since we’d had the talk about dating each other, we all had also gotten tested for STIs. We were all negative and since then, we’d forgone condoms. The feeling of being bareback in each of them was fucking amazing.

Sitting on my couch, I scrolled through the menu, trying to find something for us to watch, and a live baseball game caught my eye.

“Oh, wow.”

“What is it?” Kaylee asked, as she nestled against me.

“The Red Sox are playing my friend Crew’s team.”

“That’s exciting.” Kaylee beamed.

“Let’s see who’s winning,” Butcher suggested.

I selected the channel, and it switched to that station, but it was on a commercial.

“Have either of you been to a game? Ford is a huge Red Sox fan, and we were going to go, but then hockey kinda took over his life,” Kaylee said.

“I’ve been a few times,” I answered.

“Me too,” Butcher stated. “We try to support all the teams in Boston.”

“We should go. I’m into sports now.” Kaylee smirked.

I chuckled. “Oh yeah? I thought it was just hockey?”

“Hockey’s my favorite, of course.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“I wouldn’t mind catching a game.” Butcher took a sip of water.

“At the ESPYs, I told Crew I wanted to see him play.” I reached for my phone. “Maybe we can catch a game while they’re in town.” Searching their schedule, I realized it was the last game of the series and Portland was headed to Philadelphia next and then back to Oregon. “It’s the last game in Boston, but maybe we can go to Portland next weekend.”

“Really?” Kaylee’s blue eyes widened.

I lifted a shoulder. “Sure, why not? I think it would be fun. Sort of a last trip before the season starts.”

“I’m down,” Butcher agreed.

“Okay, me too. I’d love a little weekend getaway.” Kaylee was giddy and seeing her excitement had me eager to start making the arrangements.

“All right, cool.” I grinned. “Let’s do it.”

The early afternoon direct flight from Boston to Portland felt like it took forever, even though it was just over six hours. As we stepped off the plane, I grabbed Kaylee’s hand and the three of us walked into the terminal. My other hand itched as I wanted to reach out and grab Butcher’s, but since we might be recognized—though chances were slim since we were far away from Boston and Oregon had no NHL team—we weren’t ready to take that risk.

We made our way to the baggage claim and, after grabbing our luggage, we headed to the arrivals area where the town car I’d ordered was waiting for us. Once we stepped outside, I noticed the difference in the weather from Boston. The Friday afternoon air was cool but not chilly, and the atmosphere had a fresh, almost earthy smell to it.

The driver greeted us as I approached the one holding a sign with my last name on it, and then he opened the back door before grabbing our bags. Once we were settled in the backseat, Kaylee leaned her head on my shoulder, her smile growing as she looked up at me. I pressed my lips to hers and she reached next to her other side and laced her fingers with Butcher’s.

“This is already a nice change from the humidity back home,” he said as he looked out the window. The driver pulled away from the curb.

“Yeah, it is.” I was no stranger to humidity since I grew up in Tennessee, but when I was in Los Angeles, the dry weather was one of the many things I liked about California.

When we pulled up to the hotel, the building was stunning. It was a skyscraper with a bit of old-school charm and I couldn’t wait to take in the river view I had booked for us. We stepped out of the car, grabbed our bags from the driver, and headed inside.

“This place is incredible.” Kaylee was in awe, her eyes wide as she took in the polished marble floor and elegant but contemporary decor.

“This is how we roll, sweetness.” Butcher winked.

I gave a small laugh with a shake of my head. We were used to traveling in style because the Bruins were good to us. We often stayed in five-star hotels, and given we were spending a weekend away, just the three of us; I wasn’t going to book anything less than that.

Butcher and Kaylee stayed off to the side while I checked into the suite I’d booked. Once I got the keys, I motioned for them to follow me to the elevators and we rode up to the top floor.

“The top floor?” Kaylee grinned. “A girl can get used to this.”

I wrapped an arm around her. “That’s the plan, sweetheart.”

Our suite was exactly what I’d hoped for: a spacious living room area with more marble flooring, modern luxury furniture, and a king-sized bed in a separate room. But it was the view of the water that truly made the room.

We dropped our luggage at the door and wandered over to the large windows. I held Kaylee’s hand, and Butcher took his place beside her, his hand resting casually around her waist.

The view of Portland was breathtaking. The city sprawled out below us, with the Willamette River winding through it with green hills in the distance.

Kaylee kissed both of our cheeks. “This is amazing. Thank you.”

We stood there, taking in the view for a moment.

“What time do we need to be at the baseball field?” Butcher asked.

“Game starts at seven.”

He pulled his phone from his pocket. “Perfect. We have a few hours to nap .”

I smirked at him, knowing exactly what he wanted to do. “I wouldn’t mind resting .”

Kaylee giggled. “You two just need to say it.”

“No, sweetness. We just need to show you.” Butcher picked her up, causing her to squeal as she wrapped her legs around his hips.

I unbuttoned my jeans as he carried her to the bed and placed her down, moving on top of her and claiming her lips. I stripped out of my clothes as they made out, and once I was naked, I went to my bag and grabbed a bottle of lube. The sight of Butcher’s ass in the air made my mouth water, and I knew exactly how I wanted to relax .

“You both have on too many clothes,” I stated.

They broke apart, and Butcher looked over at me and grinned when he saw me stroking my dick. “Someone is eager.”

“Someone wants to fuck you while you fuck our girl.”

His eyes widened, and he rose, stripping off his T-shirt. “I like the sound of that.”

“Me too,” Kaylee agreed, sliding off the bed and taking off her jeans.

They were both in a frenzy to get naked and once Kaylee was, I motioned for her to lie on the bed. She smiled and did as I directed, getting on her back. I crawled onto the mattress, kissing her and working my way down her throat and across her breasts, giving each nipple a little nip as I went.

Butcher came up behind me, rubbing his hand over my ass. “When are you going to let me fuck you?”

I popped off Kaylee’s tit and looked over my shoulder at him. “I … I don’t know.”

He leaned down and whispered into my ear, “I’ll fucking blow your mind with how good it will feel.”

His words made my cock twitch, but I wasn’t ready. “Then maybe soon.”

“I can give you a little preview if you want.”

“How so?”

He dragged his finger down my ass crack. “This can be a little prep. Just my fingers.”

I swallowed, my body on fire. “Okay.”

He licked his bottom lip. “Good. Now make our girl come.”

“God, you two are so hot,” Kaylee hummed.

I’d never thought I’d bottom. Everything was so new to me, but thinking about Butcher being inside of me was sending a bit of excitement through me. I just didn’t want my first time to be in a hotel room right before we were going to go watch my old high school buddy play baseball. I wanted it to be at one of our condos with no ticking clock.

“Yeah? And one day, are you going to let us both fuck your pussy at the same time?” Butcher asked her.

Her beautiful blue eyes widened, and she nodded against the fluffy pillows. “Hell, yeah.”

He moved behind me, grabbing my hips. I lifted them, my ass going in the air. “Not tonight. Tonight, I’m about to make our Levi tremble.” He winked at me and spread my ass cheeks apart and dove in, running his tongue up my crack and to my puckered rim.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, burying my face against Kaylee’s soft stomach.

His tongue swirled around my hole and my dick hardened to steel instantly. I returned to Kaylee, kissing my way down her abdomen, and then hooked my arms under her legs and brought her pretty pussy to my mouth. Her arousal was intoxicating, and as I took my first taste, she moaned and grabbed my hair to hold onto.

As I ate her, swirling my tongue around her nub and in and out of her cunt, Butcher did the same to my ass. I groaned against Kaylee’s heat, feeling his wet tongue probe me. Feeling Butcher’s tongue inside of me was new and fucking amazing. And when he used his finger, sliding the tip just inside, I was on the verge of coming immediately.

“Austin,” I panted, lifting my head from Kaylee’s center. “I’m gonna come unless you stop.”

“See? Told you.”

I looked over my shoulder to see him grinning and I chuckled. “Okay, but I really want to come inside you and not on the bed like some teenagers busting a nut before the good stuff.”

He stroked his hard cock. “I’m ready then.”

I kissed Kaylee one last time before I rose. Then as we switched places, Butcher sealed his lips to mine.

“Damn. You both taste like heaven.” He winked and got into position on the bed between Kaylee’s spread legs.

His words made me wonder what he tasted like—all of him. If I wasn’t aching to spill my seed, I would have considered finding out. Instead, I watched as he kissed Kaylee before grabbing the bottle of lube. He poured some onto his hand and then handed me the bottle. I squirted some onto my fingers, and then stroked my shaft as I watched him do the same.

“Think we can all come at the same time?” Butcher asked, nudging his tip against Kaylee’s opening as she nodded. He slid inside of her and I got on the bed behind him. He started to fuck her, her moans of pleasure filling the small room and making me even harder.

Squeezing the bottle, I poured more lube down his crack. Using my finger, I rubbed it against his hole and he stilled, letting me slip one digit, then two inside to stretch him. He groaned as my fingers slid in and out and, once he was ready, he nodded. He leaned over Kaylee, holding himself up with his arms as I grabbed ahold of my dick and slowly slid into him. One knee rested on the bed while my other knee was bent and positioned to the side to give me more thrusting power as I drove into his tight hole.

“Shit!” Butcher breathed and turned his head toward me. “Now this will fucking blow your mind when it’s time.”

My nostrils flared as I imagined what he was feeling; his cock inside Kaylee’s warm pussy and my dick to the hilt inside of his ass. While I didn’t know exactly the sensation he was experiencing, I remembered the way his tongue felt as he used it to fuck my ass and I started to pump my hips even faster.

As I thrust into him, he rocked into Kaylee, both of them moaning and groaning. I grunted as the drives of my hips increased. When I glanced up, I noticed a mirror across the room on the wall. I watched us and the sight fueled my fire. We were fucking sizzling, mine and Butcher’s bodies toned and hard and Kaylee’s soft. Her boobs bouncing with each thrust. My heart swelled, and I would have never guessed in my entire life that these two people would make me the happiest I’d ever been, but they did. Being with them made my world complete, and I knew I was falling in love with both of them.

Kaylee grabbed my bent leg, running her soft hand up and down my thigh, squeezing and caressing. Even though I wasn’t the one fucking her, that contact was enough for our eyes to lock and burn into each other. She was as in the moment as Butcher and me, and I fucking loved it.

Loved her.

Loved him.

Butcher looked back at me again, all of us still panting and groaning. “Your dick is so fucking big. Fuck that ass harder, Levi.”

And I did, going faster and as deep as I could go. The bed banged against the wall, and he reached between him and Kaylee. I watched in the mirror as he rubbed her clit, her eyes rolling up and her back arching.

“I’m gonna come,” she panted.

I was close too, but I was trying to wait for Butcher. I wanted to blow my load as he did the same.

“Harder,” he ordered, and I complied, rocking into him over and over. Kaylee’s body convulsed, and then Butcher groaned, throwing his head back and his body shaking as he shot his cum into her. With a few more pumps, I was coming too, and then I collapsed on top of him without pulling out.

We stayed like that for several moments as we caught our breaths and then finally, I pulled out of him, my cum oozing from his hole. He reached around as I rose to my knees and rubbed his fingers through my jizz and then stuck them into his mouth.

“Fucking delicious.” His gaze locked with mine. He ran his fingers through my spunk again, this time giving Kaylee a taste. Watching him feed her my cum was enough to make me hard again.

“You need to stop that or we’ll miss the game.” I narrowed my eyes playfully.

He grinned. “Fine, but to save time, I think we all need to shower together.”

The shower started off innocently, all of us soaping and washing our bodies, but that quickly changed when Butcher wrapped his hand around my dick and leaned in and said into my ear, “You called me Austin.”

I drew my head back slightly and grinned. “And you called me Levi.”

“I did.”

I could feel Kaylee’s eyes on us and I knew that this was going to be a turning point in our relationship. While we’d already established we were a throuple, we still had a small disconnect as we continued to call each other by our last names since we were teammates. But we were more than teammates. We were lovers and I wanted to call him Austin.

“I liked calling you Austin,” I admitted.

He stroked my cock. “Good because I like you doing it.”

“Are you going to call me Levi?”

“Yeah, but I’m also going to call you mine.”

The sun was setting as we arrived at the stadium, the chill in the air more noticeable with the sun going down. We’d packed light jackets, but it was nothing a little beer couldn’t fix.

“Food then find our seats?” I suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Austin agreed.

The smells of game day grub wafted through the air, making my stomach rumble as we stepped through the gates and onto the concourse.

“So, what are you two in the mood for?” Kaylee asked. “Nachos, hot dogs, pizza?”

“All three?” Austin grinned.

“And beer.” I nudged my head toward a beer cart with a variety of craft beer selections.

We grabbed our food and drinks, and with our hands full, we headed toward the front-row seats I’d snagged for us. It was only the three of us in our section and as I looked out at the impeccable green field, I spotted Crew in his catcher’s leg guards as he threw a ball back and forth with another teammate.

“Do you see your friend?” Kaylee asked.

I took my seat, placed my beer in the holder, and then pointed at Crew. “Yeah. He’s over there warming up.”

A moment later, he turned and headed toward the dugout we were sitting next to. When he was within earshot, I called out, “Hey, Stratton, good luck tonight!”

His gaze flicked to me and then he balked slightly. “Levi?”

He jogged over to the mesh fence as I stood. “Hey, man.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” he asked.

I lifted a shoulder. “Don’t have your number.”

“Well, shit. Let’s change that.”

I pulled out my phone and put in his number before texting him mine.

“How long are you in town?” he asked.

I looked over my shoulder at Austin and Kaylee. “We’re here until Sunday morning.”

“Damn,” he blew out a breath. “We have an off day on Monday.”

“No worries. We know how crazy sports schedules are.” I nudged my head toward Austin and even though the next line was sour on my tongue, I still said, “This is my teammate Austin Butcher and my …” I hesitated for a moment and then smiled weakly, hating I had to refer to her as only mine. “My girlfriend, Kaylee.”

“We met at the ESPYs, right?” Crew asked, as Kaylee gave a little wave.

“Briefly,” Austin replied. “It’s good to see you again.”

“You too,” Crew said. “I need to go get my gear on, but maybe we can catch up next time I’m in Boston?”

“Sounds good to me.” I gave him a head nod, and he headed down the stairs of the dugout.

I sat back down and took a sip of my beer.

A few minutes later, Kaylee spoke around a mouthful of her hot dog. “You know, when I was looking at stuff about Portland, I saw they have two all-male strip clubs. We should totally go.”

My eyes moved to Austin’s as I stuttered, “I …”

“Strip clubs aren’t really my thing. Maybe we just hit up Chrome back in Boston,” he countered.

“I …” I continued to stammer. Being with Austin in private was one thing, but maybe going to a club where we could be ourselves was the next step I needed.