Jesse's Night
Jesse arrived at Gus’s house for a very special evening. His legs were shaking a little as he stood at the front door, but it wasn’t fear for his life that unnerved him. Mike opened the door with a warm smile that made it possible for Jesse to walk inside. With Mike there were no worries, Jesse had become romantically involved with him two months ago and in that short time Mike had become his safety net, his security blanket, his sword and shield, and even his mirror when he needed to build self-confidence. With Mike there, Jesse could do anything…including face his newest lover Gus.
After Mexico, Jesse, Gus, Mike, and Mr. White had sat down to hammer at the details of a truce, so that they could work together in the meth business without killing each other or making threats about hurting families. Jesse and Mike had already gotten together by then, much to Mr. White’s disapproval, but over the last few weeks things seemed to be smoothing over between the three of them. Mr. White had finally taken Jesse back into his bed and accepted that Jesse would leave neither Andrea nor Mike the same way he would never leave Mrs. White. It was all starting to work like clockwork until….Gus.
Jesse wasn’t sure exactly when it had started, the lingering looks between them, the sense of understanding. Then came the dinner invitations. It was under the guise of business advice, teaching Jesse to adjust to a rich lifestyle…Gus’s lifestyle. They had only recently firmly crossed the line into a sexual relationship one week ago. Jesse wasn’t sure that he could call it romantic. He certainly felt all the appropriate fluttering in his chest and light buzz in his mind, but he wasn’t sure what Gus was feeling or if he was feeling or why he was feeling anything for him at all. Couldn’t Gus have anyone he wanted? Jesse felt both excited and fearful that maybe…Gus wanted him.
Gus was standing in the living room, smiling with his arms stretched. Jesse saw right through the attempt to make him comfortable. While he might be falling for Gus, that didn’t change the fact that Gus was intimidating, dangerous, deadly even. Still, Jesse walked right into his arms and hugged him. Gus seemed to surround him in a deeply sexual way. There seemed to be no space between their bodies at all. They could hear each other breathing.
“Hey you two,” Mike said with a smirk that Jesse could practically hear. “Don’t get started without me.”
Jesse’s heart was confused for a moment. Was he supposed to feel the warmth and safety of Mike? Or was he supposed to plunge into the unknown, the darkness and heat of Gus? He wasn’t sure he could handle them both, but luckily, they’d worked this out ahead of time.
Mike approached Jesse from behind and encircled his arms around his waist. He felt a kiss press against his temple.
“Shh, Kid. It’s okay,” Mike said.
Mike’s chest was pressed against Jesse’s back so he could hear Mike’s heart thundering in its rib cage.
“Kid,” Mike said gently. “It’s just the three of us tonight…but, I’m gonna be the one inside you okay?”
Jesse took a deep shuddery breath, and leaned back to look up at Gus, whose expression was unreadable and that scared him.
“It’s alright,” Gus said quietly, a small smile crossed his lips. “I know how worried you were…”
Jesse felt their cocks pulse in unison. Gus slid his hands across Jesse’s back and massaged his shoulders.
“…that I might become possessive.”
He felt Mike press a kiss to his neck and moaned. He looked Gus in the eyes, searching for any lies.
“I’m here to show you that I’m won't.”
Mike’s hands were working on Jesse’s pants, unbuttoning, unzipping and sliding them down.
“I would never dream of separating you from Mike, or Andrea, or even Walter.”
Jesse gasped softly as Mike gently sliding down his boxers and caressing his ass. He felt a tap on the back of his thigh, a signal for Jesse to step out of his clothes. He did and leaned heavily into Gus, who hungrily took his weight. Mike moved his clothes out of the way, and he could hear Mike removing his belt and pants as well.
Is this really happening? Jesse thought, lost in Gus’s eyes. They were bottomless. He could stare into them forever and still never find the core but they weren’t empty. The darkness was something itself. And whatever it was, Jesse could feel its desire for him. Even if there was some ulterior motive going on here, Jesse knew now that everything he had just said was genuine.
Mike was pressing against Jesse’s ass, and Jesse inhaled sharply.
“Just fingers, Kid,” Mike told him, kissing his neck.
Jesse was aware now of the wetness, probably lube. Jesse shut his eyes for a moment as Mike’s first two fingers went in. They’d been at this enough times in the last few weeks that they didn’t need to start with one, but Jesse still tightened his arms around Gus as Mike stretched him out. He leaned his head on Gus’s shoulder, mouth towards his ear.
“Why?” Jesse asked Gus. “Why are you willing to share…?”
“Your happiness matters to me.”
Jesse chuckled softly and pulled away to look him in the eyes again. His smile faded immediately.
“Really?”
“Have you ever known me to say anything that I do not mean?” Gus asked in that quiet but dangerous voice.
“No.”
“Kid? You ready?”
Jesse was lost again, exploring Gus’s eyes. “Yeah…I’m ready.”
He felt Mike press into him slowly, and gripped Gus’s shoulders, breathing deeply. Now that it was really happening, he felt a sudden anxiety about looking at Gus during this. It felt true, what Gus had said but he couldn’t shake the feeling. Mike was all the way in.
“Jesse, Kid, relax…you’re safe,” Mike said.
Gus rubbed his back, causing Jesse to turn to him again, this time letting his nervousness show. Gus leaned forward and kissed his lips, naturally dominating yet somehow soft, reassuring. Gus’s tongue slipped with ease into his mouth and began to entice Jesse’s own into action. Behind him, Mike slowly pulled out and rocked back into him. Jesse moaned into Gus’s mouth. This seemed to be the reaction both his lovers had wanted, and Gus backed off while Mike angled until he located Jesse’s spot. Jesse pulled away from the kiss and rested his chin on Gus’s shoulder, moaning and gasping softly. Gus moved a hand to the back of Jesse’s head and stroked it gently…so firm yet gentle…the hands of a kingpin, when he’s in the mood to be tender. Jesse moaned and kissed his neck fervently.
“Mike…Gus…” Jesse breathed out along his skin.
Gus reached a hand down and took Jesse’s member in his hand, stroking him softly, but with the way Mike was all up inside of him, a few firm strokes was all it was gonna take. He fought his urge to cum, and was surprised that Gus could tell.
“Why the resistance? Don’t you want us to pleasure you?”
“I…” Jesse moaned, barely able to speak because it all felt so good. “I want you to feel good too…”
“Ahh, Kid,” Mike said, giving him a good hard thrust that almost sent them both over the edge. “Tonight is for you.”
“That’s right, Jesse,” Gus said. “Your pleasure is our pleasure.”
Jesse and Gus exchanged another look, one of heat and passion. Gus took control of his mouth once more and Mike gave a thrust that sent Jesse cum hard against Gus’s pants. He felt Mike fill him, flooding him with warmth, but he was still acutely aware of Gus’s presence, strong and firm….the only thing holding him up and together as Mike was now leaning on both of them. As Mike pulled away, Jesse caught his breath and murmured in Gus’s ear, “Sorry about your pants.”
He saw the tip of Gus’s lip tilt upwards, and felt the stroke of his hand on the back of his head again. “It’s alright, Jesse.”
Jesse needed to be half-carried to Mike’s bed, which only fit the three of them because Jesse was so small. They slept on either side of Jesse, both having their arms wrapped around him. As he fell asleep, he realized that he was in the arms of two of the most dangerous men in the world…and he’d never felt safer or more cared for.
After Mexico, Jesse, Gus, Mike, and Mr. White had sat down to hammer at the details of a truce, so that they could work together in the meth business without killing each other or making threats about hurting families. Jesse and Mike had already gotten together by then, much to Mr. White’s disapproval, but over the last few weeks things seemed to be smoothing over between the three of them. Mr. White had finally taken Jesse back into his bed and accepted that Jesse would leave neither Andrea nor Mike the same way he would never leave Mrs. White. It was all starting to work like clockwork until….Gus.
Jesse wasn’t sure exactly when it had started, the lingering looks between them, the sense of understanding. Then came the dinner invitations. It was under the guise of business advice, teaching Jesse to adjust to a rich lifestyle…Gus’s lifestyle. They had only recently firmly crossed the line into a sexual relationship one week ago. Jesse wasn’t sure that he could call it romantic. He certainly felt all the appropriate fluttering in his chest and light buzz in his mind, but he wasn’t sure what Gus was feeling or if he was feeling or why he was feeling anything for him at all. Couldn’t Gus have anyone he wanted? Jesse felt both excited and fearful that maybe…Gus wanted him.
Gus was standing in the living room, smiling with his arms stretched. Jesse saw right through the attempt to make him comfortable. While he might be falling for Gus, that didn’t change the fact that Gus was intimidating, dangerous, deadly even. Still, Jesse walked right into his arms and hugged him. Gus seemed to surround him in a deeply sexual way. There seemed to be no space between their bodies at all. They could hear each other breathing.
“Hey you two,” Mike said with a smirk that Jesse could practically hear. “Don’t get started without me.”
Jesse’s heart was confused for a moment. Was he supposed to feel the warmth and safety of Mike? Or was he supposed to plunge into the unknown, the darkness and heat of Gus? He wasn’t sure he could handle them both, but luckily, they’d worked this out ahead of time.
Mike approached Jesse from behind and encircled his arms around his waist. He felt a kiss press against his temple.
“Shh, Kid. It’s okay,” Mike said.
Mike’s chest was pressed against Jesse’s back so he could hear Mike’s heart thundering in its rib cage.
“Kid,” Mike said gently. “It’s just the three of us tonight…but, I’m gonna be the one inside you okay?”
Jesse took a deep shuddery breath, and leaned back to look up at Gus, whose expression was unreadable and that scared him.
“It’s alright,” Gus said quietly, a small smile crossed his lips. “I know how worried you were…”
Jesse felt their cocks pulse in unison. Gus slid his hands across Jesse’s back and massaged his shoulders.
“…that I might become possessive.”
He felt Mike press a kiss to his neck and moaned. He looked Gus in the eyes, searching for any lies.
“I’m here to show you that I’m won't.”
Mike’s hands were working on Jesse’s pants, unbuttoning, unzipping and sliding them down.
“I would never dream of separating you from Mike, or Andrea, or even Walter.”
Jesse gasped softly as Mike gently sliding down his boxers and caressing his ass. He felt a tap on the back of his thigh, a signal for Jesse to step out of his clothes. He did and leaned heavily into Gus, who hungrily took his weight. Mike moved his clothes out of the way, and he could hear Mike removing his belt and pants as well.
Is this really happening? Jesse thought, lost in Gus’s eyes. They were bottomless. He could stare into them forever and still never find the core but they weren’t empty. The darkness was something itself. And whatever it was, Jesse could feel its desire for him. Even if there was some ulterior motive going on here, Jesse knew now that everything he had just said was genuine.
Mike was pressing against Jesse’s ass, and Jesse inhaled sharply.
“Just fingers, Kid,” Mike told him, kissing his neck.
Jesse was aware now of the wetness, probably lube. Jesse shut his eyes for a moment as Mike’s first two fingers went in. They’d been at this enough times in the last few weeks that they didn’t need to start with one, but Jesse still tightened his arms around Gus as Mike stretched him out. He leaned his head on Gus’s shoulder, mouth towards his ear.
“Why?” Jesse asked Gus. “Why are you willing to share…?”
“Your happiness matters to me.”
Jesse chuckled softly and pulled away to look him in the eyes again. His smile faded immediately.
“Really?”
“Have you ever known me to say anything that I do not mean?” Gus asked in that quiet but dangerous voice.
“No.”
“Kid? You ready?”
Jesse was lost again, exploring Gus’s eyes. “Yeah…I’m ready.”
He felt Mike press into him slowly, and gripped Gus’s shoulders, breathing deeply. Now that it was really happening, he felt a sudden anxiety about looking at Gus during this. It felt true, what Gus had said but he couldn’t shake the feeling. Mike was all the way in.
“Jesse, Kid, relax…you’re safe,” Mike said.
Gus rubbed his back, causing Jesse to turn to him again, this time letting his nervousness show. Gus leaned forward and kissed his lips, naturally dominating yet somehow soft, reassuring. Gus’s tongue slipped with ease into his mouth and began to entice Jesse’s own into action. Behind him, Mike slowly pulled out and rocked back into him. Jesse moaned into Gus’s mouth. This seemed to be the reaction both his lovers had wanted, and Gus backed off while Mike angled until he located Jesse’s spot. Jesse pulled away from the kiss and rested his chin on Gus’s shoulder, moaning and gasping softly. Gus moved a hand to the back of Jesse’s head and stroked it gently…so firm yet gentle…the hands of a kingpin, when he’s in the mood to be tender. Jesse moaned and kissed his neck fervently.
“Mike…Gus…” Jesse breathed out along his skin.
Gus reached a hand down and took Jesse’s member in his hand, stroking him softly, but with the way Mike was all up inside of him, a few firm strokes was all it was gonna take. He fought his urge to cum, and was surprised that Gus could tell.
“Why the resistance? Don’t you want us to pleasure you?”
“I…” Jesse moaned, barely able to speak because it all felt so good. “I want you to feel good too…”
“Ahh, Kid,” Mike said, giving him a good hard thrust that almost sent them both over the edge. “Tonight is for you.”
“That’s right, Jesse,” Gus said. “Your pleasure is our pleasure.”
Jesse and Gus exchanged another look, one of heat and passion. Gus took control of his mouth once more and Mike gave a thrust that sent Jesse cum hard against Gus’s pants. He felt Mike fill him, flooding him with warmth, but he was still acutely aware of Gus’s presence, strong and firm….the only thing holding him up and together as Mike was now leaning on both of them. As Mike pulled away, Jesse caught his breath and murmured in Gus’s ear, “Sorry about your pants.”
He saw the tip of Gus’s lip tilt upwards, and felt the stroke of his hand on the back of his head again. “It’s alright, Jesse.”
Jesse needed to be half-carried to Mike’s bed, which only fit the three of them because Jesse was so small. They slept on either side of Jesse, both having their arms wrapped around him. As he fell asleep, he realized that he was in the arms of two of the most dangerous men in the world…and he’d never felt safer or more cared for.