Throwback Thursday!


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The path to love is never smooth and the lives of three men prove harder to balance than two.

Payne’s traumatic past has always been a barrier in his relationship with his lover Braxton. However, when they meet Flame, a metal artist, they think they might have found a solution to their problems.

Flame doesn’t know if he’s ready to be part of a trio. Brax and Payne are madly in love and he would rather be alone than a third wheel. However, the two determined men have decided to make Flame a part of their family and the combined power of men in love can’t be denied, even when death knocks at the door…

It takes a little compromise and a lot of love before three people can find a way to make a life together that meets all of their needs.


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Payne Clark moaned when his lover, Braxton Wright, wrapped his long fingers around both of their cocks and, with lube-slickened hands, drove Payne out of his ever-loving mind.

“Yes, just like that!” Payne cried out.

The smell of desire soaked the room like morning sunlight, bringing added heat to the needy flames building in Payne’s chest. He let out a soft moan when Brax’s lips brushed lightly across Payne’s. His dominant lover rarely showed a gentler side but when Brax did, it completely overwhelmed Payne.

“Come for me!” Brax demanded.

At Brax’s command, Payne’s cock jerked and cum spurted out of the glistening tip and across Brax’s hand. “Oh,” Payne gasped. His heart thundered from the powerful orgasm. When Brax finally released Payne’s sensitive organ, he rolled onto his back in a boneless heap.

A deep chuckle pulled him out of his afterglow as Brax wiped him clean with a warm washcloth.

“Thanks.” Payne offered his lover a tentative smile. Maybe one day he wouldn’t feel so shy after making love. Two years together should’ve broken him of his inhibitions but sadly they remained, along with his other hang-ups.

“You’re welcome.” Brax kissed Payne hard on the mouth telling him without words who controlled his pleasure. Payne sank into Brax’s embrace and everything faded into the background while he absorbed Brax’s attention like a sponge, soaking up his lover’s affection.

It ended too soon and his habitual depression settled in like it always did after sex, even great sex. His heart ached since he knew he couldn’t give Brax everything he wanted. “I wish—”

“Shhh.” Brax kissed Payne again, silencing him. “You know I don’t care.”

“But you never—”

Brax placed a finger across Payne’s lips. “Listen to me. You know as long as I have you I’m fine.” Brax’s brilliant blue eyes glowed with sincerity, and it washed over Payne, sending a warm glow to his heart.

Payne stilled the impulse to shake his head. He didn’t want to fight. Love for the man leaning above him almost crushed his chest from the weight of it. The therapy he’d begun last year had started to work, but he still couldn’t let go of his old issues and allow his lover to fuck him. Memories of a childhood filled with abuse at his father’s hands brought up too many horrible flashbacks.

Brax always told Payne his past didn’t matter, but Payne knew it did. Brax didn’t enjoy bottoming. He didn’t fear it like Payne, but he didn’t derive a great deal of pleasure from the act either. The few times Payne had tried to top Brax had been a disaster. Now when Payne needed to fuck someone, they found a third for the night—which solved Payne’s physical ache, but not his emotional one. A poor solution to an insolvable problem, but the only one they’d been able to come up with. After each episode his guilt compounded, since Brax never touched the strangers they brought home. Brax had hoped therapy would solve their problems, but it had simply kept ripping them open, making fresh wounds every time Payne mentally relived his father’s sick behaviour.

“Did you want to go on the art walk?” Brax caressed Payne’s face with the back of his fingers, drawing him out of his bad memories.

Brax rarely said ‘I love you’, and it used to bug Payne, but over time he’d come to realise Brax spoke through his actions instead of his words. Payne gave his big lover an appreciative gaze, adoring all six feet and two inches of luscious muscled manliness.


“Huh?” Payne found it difficult to focus on what Brax said while they were both naked.

Brax smiled as if he could read Payne’s mind. “Art walk? You said before you wanted to check out a new painter.”

“Oh, right—the one I saw in last Sunday’s paper. She’s supposed to be amazing. Yeah, let’s go—sounds like fun—but let’s take a shower first.”

Brax laughed. “Great idea.”

Sometimes, in really good dreams, Payne imagined hearing his lover’s deep rumbling laughter.

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