Chapter 101: Monroe

The kiss.
He dreamed about it. He tasted it. He could think of little else.
Late in the third day after his return, Stephens removed the IV line and Monroe took a shower. He hated the exhaustion he felt from doing something so simple. He also hated the fuss made over his wounds, his food, and his sleep. He had no patience for a slow recovery.
He fought a smile when Angel finally brought in a skein of rope and sat with him in bed while he tied her arms in semi-complex patterns that he had worked with her on during her early introduction to Shibari. The rope always calmed him and this time was no exception.
At night the two men slept with Angel between them. To Monroe it felt like nothing changed, but then he would notice a small look from Zachery and his breath would catch.
Desire.
The thought actually shook Monroe's tightly controlled thoughts. He had yearned for Zachery for years. During his early days of Shibari and his introduction to BDSM, he played with both sexes and enjoyed both for different reasons. Men took more physical stress, while women needed more finesse. Both called to him, but since he apprenticed Zachery, Monroe hadn't been with another man. It was a conscious denial. Only one man invaded his dreams and no other would do.
Zachery was as straight as a two-by-four and the thought made Monroe chuckle. Sexually loving a man was tantamount to fucking a sheep for Zachery-repugnant, taboo, and completely against his personal preferences.
Watching Zachery with Angel... naked and cock erect... was one of the biggest turn-ons he had ever seen. It was possible that similar feelings inspired Zachery's kiss. But, Monroe wanted so much more than physical desire. He wanted... no, needed total and complete submission from Zachery.
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Zachery
Waiting for Monroe's recovery did not help Zach's misgivings about the kiss. He worried about Angel-how she would feel and react, and if the thought of two men together would be distasteful to her. Against every facet of Zach's sexuality, his dick got hard when he had these thoughts. And... he had them often.
Watching Angel give Monroe a bed bath was excruciating. His pasty white face laced with pain, gaunt cheeks, and trembling hands didn't interfere with Zach's cock. He'd turned away at one point to try to control his flagpole dick and keep Monroe or Angel from seeing it. Not since the very early years of living the lifestyle had Zach been ashamed of a hard-on.
He finally had to pull himself from the bedroom because he knew it was growing obvious that he was having carnal thoughts about Monroe. They'd always been there, but Zach blocked them. He knew it now. Losing Monroe shook his world and he would not waste this second chance. But, it didn't keep his life-long insecurities from creeping in.
Then the matter of submission entered his consciousness and Zach was a mess of self-doubt. Complete surrender was frightening. There were so many times he'd wanted to give in, but always held back. Monroe knew and gently nudged Zach through the years. But, it had changed nothing.
Rebellion was at an end, but this needed to happen sooner rather than later because when it came right down to it, he was chicken shit.
He entered the bedroom and saw Angel sitting naked and cross-legged on the bed facing Monroe. Zach became mesmerized by the rope running through Monroe's fingers as he bound Angel's arms. He didn't stop to think and quickly removed his clothing and slid in behind her. He placed his hands beside her hips but rested his chin on her shoulder while watching Monroe fashion his design. The rope god never looked at him, but soon Monroe pulled Zach's arms up and Zach became part of the creation. The strictures of rope felt wonderful, and Zach admitted to himself that he needed this part of Monroe and always had.
Pretending he modeled for the sake of Monroe's art was bullshit. Zach needed the bindings to relax and release his tight control. He watched Monroe's fingers slide, weave, and knot the threads of creativity. Looking up, he saw Monroe watching him.
Slowly, Monroe leaned away and grasped both Angel's and Zach's arms. He kissed first the insides of Angel's wrist and then... without taking his eyes from Zach... kissed Zach's wrist.
Angel sighed.
Zach fought the need to pull away and tried to relax into the feel of what Monroe offered. The kisses went back and forth, first Angel and then Zach, moving up slowly. Finally, Monroe's mouth covered Angel's. The kiss deepened as Zach's chin continued to rest on her shoulder, his mouth so incredibly close to their joined lips.
Zach ran his tongue across his lips in longing, but, when Monroe pulled away, he only gave Zach a look that said... soon.
Monroe unwound the rope. Both Angel and Zach remained sitting while a different weave began. The entire session became one of sensual awakening for Zach, and he knew Angel felt his hard cock against her back.
"I believe you both need release. I must admit to being at the end of my endurance for the afternoon and need to rest. But, I am sure even with hazy dreams pulling me down, I could stay awake long enough to watch."
Monroe's refined but tired words almost caused Zach to come against Angel's back. He looked into Monroe's eyes and very purposely moved Angel's hair from her shoulder and bit down on the soft skin. Her gasp made his cock jump. He then lifted her hand, bringing it up and back, kissing and licking where Monroe's lips traveled earlier.
Monroe slowly drifted back against his pillow, but watched Zach with a look of utter concentration.
Zach used her hair to pull her across his lap, but kept her facing Monroe. He pinched first one nipple and then the other, smiling when she wiggled against his cock.
"Look at your Master," he whispered in her ear. "Watch him while you come." Zach's other hand traveled over her hip and then between her ass cheeks, seeking the folds of her pussy. "Open your legs, Angel, and let me in."
Her knee bent further and her foot planted flat on the bed. Zach looked up at Monroe. His eyes were now focused on Angel's soft pink inner lips, and Zach's fingers slid through the wet folds. He took his fingers away and reached across her body to Monroe's lips. Zach closed his eyes when Monroe's tongue came out and he licked the silky juice from his fingers. Then he felt a gentle kiss to the tips when her essence was gone.
Zach leaned on his side and moved Angel so his cock was between her legs from behind. He lifted her bent knee further so Monroe could see when Zach slid slowly into her tight, warm pussy.
"Touch your clit," he whispered into her ear. "And, don't forget to watch your Master as you come."
Monroe's lips curved up and a sensual look replaced the sleepy eyes from seconds before. Zach thrust slowly in and out-Angel's wetness causing a sexy, sliding squish.
He felt her getting close, her tightening inner muscles squeezing his cock. "Come for your Master, baby."
She cried out and Zach felt quivers throughout her body. She was the most incredibly responsive female he'd ever fucked... or loved.
Zach looked at Monroe, whose breathing was anything but steady.
He took the next large step. He slid out of Angel's pussy and then rolled so his back rested against Monroe's side and Angel was no longer between them.
"Use your lips, baby, and watch your Master."
Angel's wicked smile deepened between kisses across his body until she held his cock and balls.
"No... the way your Master likes it." Zach realized the invisible barrier he'd created years before was fading.
Angel placed her hands behind her back and sucked Zach's cock between her lips. Monroe's hand wrapped around the side of Zach's head, his fingers and thumb against his cheek. Zach rubbed his face against the friction and gasped when Angel sucked on the head. He didn't mind her fingers while she sucked him off, but Monroe liked just her mouth. Monroe might not get the full benefit of this blowjob, but ultimately it was for him.
Zach sucked in a quick gasp of air when Monroe's other hand traveled to Angel's mouth. He watched, not daring to breathe, as Monroe gripped Zach's cock and squeezed. Angel's tongue came out and she ran it over the length as Monroe moved it against her lips and then placed the head back into her mouth.
"Deep, love... for your Master."
Zach almost strangled at Monroe's words, spoken against Zach's ear, and he fought his orgasm for all of two seconds. Angel swallowed his cum, her throat contracting and causing continued pulsations from his balls to the head of his cock.
Zach closed his eyes and rested his body against Monroe. Angel rested her head against Zach's thigh and a short time later, Monroe's and Angel's steady breathing signaled that they were asleep. Zach lay still, wondering why he wasted so much time on fighting.