Manchester Ménage 01 - Saving Samuel (27 page)

Samuel had to pause, his lips stilling on Daniel’s leaking head as he felt the first kisses being spread over his cheeks, then he moaned, his mouth gaping open as Daniel took him deep and Milo licked his hole for the first time. He garbled out both their names, too fast for two words, it was one word, and he felt them both chuckle slightly. He had no idea how he was supposed to suck Daniel, but the feel of his hot skin leaking against his swollen lips made him dip his head and wrap his mouth tightly around him, working just his head at first and trying to control his body from shuddering and shaking as they both worked him.

Milo was moaning behind him, taking enjoyment from his body by tasting him, pressing his tongue inside as far as it would reach and licking him until he was struggling to breathe, his cock thickening in Daniel’s mouth.

“I can’t…” Samuel breathed hard, hot pants of air rippling over Daniel’s cock as he tried to control his orgasm. Neither backed off—in fact Daniel took him deeper, thrusting his mouth over his stiff length and Milo plunging into his body until Samuel screamed out, coming down Daniel’s throat and bucking wildly between them.

Samuel caught his breath, but not much of it because Daniel was lifting his hips, picking up his groans and Samuel knew something had changed. He looked between him and saw Milo’s fingers buried inside Daniel’s arse and smiled before taking his cock back in his lips and sucking him as hard as he could, trying to work with Milo and create a nice motion for Daniel, each sucking and filling him at the same time.

Daniel cried out, hips lifting and filling Samuel’s mouth deeper until he hit the back of his throat and pulsed cum down his throat. Milo didn’t waste any time, and Samuel was slid up the bed, his cock back in Daniel’s mouth and Milo’s tongue on his hole as Milo plunged his cock deep inside Daniel’s arse. Samuel watched Daniel underneath him, his lips loosely holding onto his soft cock, licking him as he panted and moaned, begging for it harder then sucking Samuel again.

Samuel leaned over, holding himself up and letting Milo fill his arse with his tongue. His moans and muffled shouts as he fucked and licked them both made Samuel stiffen in Daniel’s mouth. It wasn’t enough to get him hard, but he wanted to.

“I want your fingers inside me.”

Milo bit Samuel’s arse softly and Samuel bucked under him, pushing his arse against his face and shouting out.

“Do it, Milo.” Daniel held his hips still. “He wants it.”

Milo slowed his movements in Daniel while he coated his fingers with lube then ran them over Samuel’s tight ring before slipping one inside. It was so slow and soft, and Samuel was relaxed and ready for it.

“That feels so good,” Samuel whispered, his cock stiffening and Daniel grinning up at him.

“You're so tight, Samuel.” Milo kissed his cheeks as he slipped in deeper, curling his finger up and searching for that sweet spot inside Samuel which had never been touched before.

Samuel’s whole body stilled, heart stopping, breath halting—even time seemed to stand still as that finger brushed over his prostate for the first time. The only thing he could do was breathe out low and long.

“There we go.” Milo sounded pleased with himself.

“Milo!” Daniel growled. “Fuck me, Baby.” Daniel’s fingers reached around Samuel’s arse, two of his fingers slipping around Milo’s and feeling his tight hole stretching for Milo’s second finger, groaning as he felt Samuel’s body being filled up. “Samuel, you feel so good.”

Samuel couldn't talk, he just arched his back, letting Milo fill him up and stretch him. Those two thick fingers hit him sweetly and just right, brushing over him in all the right ways and making his legs turn to jelly. He could barely hold himself up. He lost himself in the sensation, only barely aware of Daniel crying out and his cream hitting his stomach as Milo fucked him harder.

Milo hadn't finished, but he halted in Daniel, letting him shoot again, his fingers deep in Samuel. “Turn around, Samuel.” Milo gently slipped his fingers from him and both of them helped him twist around so he was now facing Milo, his arse pointing at Daniel’s face. Milo smiled and kissed him then began to move inside Daniel again. Samuel cried out when he felt Daniel enter him. His touch was different, his fingers not so big, but Samuel enjoyed it just as much as Milo.

“Give him another,” Milo grunted as he picked up the pace, holding Daniel’s legs to the bed as he moved his thick cock inside him. Samuel stared at his cock, watching Daniel’s hole as it took Milo’s girth, then he felt himself stretching, his body opening wider to accommodate Daniel’s third finger. He reached between himself, feeling Daniel’s fingers slipping in deeper and rolling his balls in his palm, his cock now hard and begging to be touched.

Daniel was louder than all three of them, telling Samuel how good he looked, how he felt, how he wanted to fuck him and feel his cock deep inside him.

Samuel began to ride those fingers, begging for it harder, wanting to fill his body up and take everything Daniel could give him. Milo grabbed the back of his neck, watching him as he lost control, shooting deep inside Daniel as he let go and came hard.

Milo took a few breaths then growled at them both. “Get on your back and spread your legs for us.”

Samuel slowed down, not really wanting to stop, but a quick kiss from Milo had him where they wanted him.

Milo pressed his thighs back. “Hold them tight.”

Samuel wrapped his arms around the back of his knees and watched as Daniel moved beside him, running his hand over his cheeks as Milo filled him back up with two fingers, gently stretching him open. “Touch me, Daniel. I want both of you to make me come.”

“Give him one,” Milo instructed breathlessly to Daniel.

Daniel looked at Samuel then stared between his legs, slowly moving his finger to Samuel’s hole. He watched Samuel’s cock stiffen as he joined Milo opening him up. Having both of them inside him, both moving differently, both stretching and pushing him, it made Samuel’s cock hurt. He watched his slit opening, panting and crying out, begging for it harder.

He needed to come and they had to get him there. “Please! Do it.” They fucked his body harder and Samuel shot over his chest. “Yes! More.”

He didn’t know who was touching what, but his body had never been so excited about being touched like this before.

“Samuel.” Daniel was kissing him. “You okay?”

Samuel could barely breathe—he was struggling to even stay conscious. He just nodded and felt Milo’s fingers slip from him, his heavy body now beside him, cradling him in his arms, spreading soft kisses over his neck and shoulders.

“Thank you.” Samuel closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He needed a moment to calm down. Well, maybe two or three, or four…

D
aniel woke Milo as soon as he sat up in bed, and Milo turned around, leaning up so he could look over the sleeping body of Samuel between them to see what was wrong. Daniel used to sleep like the dead at home, never waking, not even really turning around, but since they’d freed Samuel and started their new life together, things hadn’t been the same. Milo reached out and stroked Daniel’s back as he sat with his legs hanging off the bed, smiling when Daniel shook his head.

“Go back to sleep. You have an early start tomorrow.” His voice was hushed, barely heard, but Milo rubbed his shoulder and tugged him a little, making him turn around.

“I want you with us when we sleep, not sitting alone with your worries.” Milo gently ran his fingertip down Daniel’s jaw and smiled sadly. “Nightmare?”

“Yeah.” Daniel looked at the peaceful body of Samuel curled next to Milo, his arm splayed out and resting where Daniel should be on the other side of him. “I can’t seem to shake them.”

“It will take time. We’re all still in a strange place right now.”

Daniel ran his hands gruffly over his sleepy eyes and nodded. They all tried hard to move on, but it had only been three weeks since they were reunited and things were still settling down. “I know I shouldn’t be this worried, but there’s still the fear hanging around me someone else will come, you know.” Daniel met Milo’s gaze and he shrugged. “Awake, I can talk to myself, tell myself all the reasons why it’s going to be okay, but asleep, I can’t do that.”

“I know.” Milo tugged him again and this time Daniel lay back, gently lifting Samuel’s arm and placing it on his chest. “I have those same fears, same dreams.” Milo ran his fingers through Samuel’s hair and smiled. “But we’re all here and together when I wake up. It’s not going to go away anytime soon, but things will get better with time, I promise.”

Daniel sighed heavily, closing his eyes. “I don’t want to live in fear forever and I don’t want these feelings to rub off on Samuel. He’s looking forward with such a positive outlook and I don’t want to drag him down.”

“You're not,” Milo said firmly. “You’re not doing that. We’re all afraid, Danny. It’s okay to feel that right now. There are so many changes happening in our lives. Just moving house and setting up a home together is a huge step. We all feel unsettled.”

Milo laid more on his side, fluffing his pillow up as Daniel did the same, both of them moving closer. Samuel moaned softly, shifting his sleeping body so he was pressed up against both of them, his leg hanging over Daniel and his back crushed to Milo’s chest. It made Daniel smile and he placed a kiss on his lips.

“I think when we know where we’ll be living, it will be much better. I feel like we’re waiting right now, for the right house, the right beginning. It’s changed for us all.”

Daniel nodded. “I know. I used to feel settled here, but now I'm just wondering where our real place is and I want this all done with.”

Milo yawned. They’d been to see several houses now. They were able to buy a much bigger place due to both of them putting their cash into the same place, and so far they had trouble deciding which place suited them all. Finding a house for two people was hard, finding one for three people with three different views and three different jobs and routes to work or college was the sticking point.

They didn’t want to be out in the middle of nowhere because they all felt safer close to the city. Milo hated to mention the house near his parents’ place, but so far it was the right one. It was just a bit
too
close for him and Daniel, but Samuel and his mum would enjoy spending time together. His youngest sister was at home and studying for her high school exams. She’d offered to help Samuel too as a study buddy and Milo knew it would help him to have friends closer to his own age.

“You want to see the house on my parents’ street again?”

Daniel lifted a brow. “I wish the house was a couple of streets away.”

“Yeah, I know, but it’s not. So, do you?”

Daniel frowned. They thought the same thing about this place. It was perfect, it was just the fact it was within walking distance to Milo’s mum which held them back. “I still don’t think she likes me.”

Milo sighed. This would go on for years, he could tell. “She likes you both.”

“She likes Samuel better.” Daniel pouted and Milo laughed softly.

“Like everything else, it will take time. I'm doing my best, Danny.”

“I know, Milo.” Daniel looked to the ceiling and yawned. “Okay. We’ll go see it again tomorrow. Final decision time.”

Milo felt lighter as soon as Daniel said that. The place had a good feel to it, they knew the area, and Samuel would have people close by they both trusted to look after him if they weren’t there. It was close to the city routes and to the major roads leading to work. It had four big bedrooms, a big garden and a huge kitchen. They could turn it into a home and Milo could see them being there for a long time.

“I really like the house, Danny.”

“I know, Milo,” Daniel huffed out. “So do I.”

“She’ll come round. I promise.”

“Yeah.” Daniel smiled at him. “I like her, and I know we just need to get to know each other more. I just don’t want her living in our pockets.”

“She won’t. She has a life, you know. Three other kids, two with husbands, one with a baby on the way. There’s not just us to keep her busy. Trust me, as soon as the baby’s born, we won’t see her for dust. Layla will have her round all the time at her place. It’s the first grandchild, we don’t stand a chance.”

“Remind me to thank your sister for getting pregnant.” Daniel smirked at him.

“I have a good feeling about this place. If we all agree, then I want to put in an offer tomorrow and get the ball rolling. I think it will settle us all down once we get in there. A new start, new house, new life, new possibilities.”

Daniel nodded, his lids dropping. “Let’s see how we feel tomorrow.”

Milo lay on his back, trying to settle his mind, but it was too full of their future plans. He had an early shift to start in three hours and after lying in bed for another half an hour he eventually drifted off to sleep.

The alarm wasn’t welcome when it went off at six, but Milo switched it off and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He needed a cold shower to wake him up and about a gallon of coffee.

“Morning,” Samuel whispered huskily, turning around and pressing his face into Milo’s chest. “Did you two have a midnight chat last night?”

“Maybe.” Milo yawned. “Why? We wake you? I thought you slept through it.”

“I sort of did. I just remember something about the house, and then I drifted back off to sleep. Are we going to see the one on your mum's street again?”

“Yep. After I finish work.” Milo watched Samuel sit up, his tussled hair hanging down to his waist and calling to Milo. He touched it softly, running his fingers through it then under it so he could feel Samuel’s hot skin on his palm.

“I'm starving.” Samuel leaned over and kissed him. “Are you?”

“Hmmm.”

“I am,” Daniel mumbled into his pillow. “I've been thinking about food since three a.m..”

“You’re always thinking about food.” Samuel kissed his shoulder.

“That’s not true. I think about sex a lot too.”

Milo chuckled as he swung his legs out of bed, stretching his back and arms out. “That’s also true.”

“I want eggs.” Samuel crawled to the bottom of the bed so he didn’t have to climb over either one of them and pulled on some slacks. “Lots of them. Runny ones.”

“Yummy.” Daniel’s stomach growled and he laughed as he lay on his back. “I told you, I'm starving.”

While Milo showered, Daniel brushed his teeth and had a shave, humming to the radio which was playing loudly in the kitchen while Samuel got breakfast ready. When Milo got out, he left the water running for Daniel and they swapped places with a quick kiss and a grope while they slid past each other.

Milo was dressed when Daniel got out, dripping wet and leaving footprints on the hardwood floor for someone to slip on later. “See any of my wet feet anywhere?” He pointed to the pattern of feet behind Daniel.

“It’s fine. I like to get dry in here. It’s all damp in there, takes me ages.”

Milo sucked in a breath and just left it. Today wasn’t the day for arguments. He wanted Daniel in the best mood he could be in when they went to see the new house. “I’ll be downstairs. Just dry the floor, huh. Someone could slip.”

“I will.” Daniel rolled his eyes but kissed him. “I’ll never be able to be a slob with you two living with me, will I?”

“Well, you try.” Milo grabbed his wet arse and squeezed. “Hmm. I love seeing you wet.” Milo held his palms on Daniel’s chest, stopping him from getting too close. “You’re all wet.”

“So?”

“I'm dressed.” Milo ran his hands over his shirt and smiled. “Later.”

“Breakfast’s ready!” Samuel shouted over the music and they both looked at each other before Milo took off down the stairs. “Ha-ha, I'm first. I get food before you.”

“I'm right behind you, fool.” Daniel was fighting with his wet feet, trying to force them into a pair of joggers as he hopped around the room. “Don’t eat my eggs.”

Milo found Samuel by the cooker, sliding a few more eggs around in the pan, and he quickly wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him, kissing his neck as he whispered his thanks for the food.

“No need to thank me. I enjoy it.” Samuel leaned his head up and kissed Milo’s lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too. And I’ll never stop saying thank you for anything you do for us. It’s always appreciated, and I don’t think it will be like this all the time so I'm making the most of it. You’re going to be busy with college work and cookery classes. We all have to work together. It’s not just up to you.”

Samuel smiled but shook his head. “I like looking after you. Cooking is one thing I'm good at and I get to see how you enjoy my hard work. You two need looking after. I can’t imagine what you’d do if I left this up to you.”

“We’d manage. Not as good as you do, but we’d do it for you.” Milo kissed him one last time then poured them all a coffee from the jug.

Daniel rushed into the room and took his place, kissing Samuel and tickling his ribs, both of them enjoying the sound of his laughter filling the room. “Thanks, Baby. You need a hand with anything?”

“You can butter the toast.”

As they all sat down with their food, they talked about their day. Milo would be at work until four, Daniel and Samuel would be running a few errands and preparing the house for a couple the estate agent was showing around in the afternoon, then they would all be meeting up at the house near Milo’s mum’s for another viewing.

Samuel was excited about it, and he didn’t hide how much he loved it and the thought of being near Milo’s family. He needed people around him, they both saw that. It helped him feel confident and grounded in his new life. Neither Milo nor Daniel would stop that from happening, and Milo could already see Daniel’s worries about his parents being so close slipping away as Samuel told them how it was a short walk from the learning centre where his cookery class would be and how he liked Milo’s sister.

He needed friends, and this was the first step for him. Milo hoped once he got settled in his courses, he would make more. It worried him too, and Daniel shared those feelings, but Samuel had to step out on his own at some point.

Milo left them both after a quick kiss, taking another coffee with him for the journey and feeling good about the day. Hopefully the couple coming to view Danny’s house in the afternoon would love it and make an offer. He’d already accepted one for his house last week, and getting Danny’s sold would hurry things up a lot.