Chapter 11: Noah
I heard Mason walk out, and I leaned my forehead against the door of the bathroom, willing my cock to go down so I could fucking think. There was no doubt that I was attracted to him, and Olivia, and although it was admittedly overwhelming to be in this situation I couldn't deny how badly I wanted what they were offering. If my memory never came back, I could just stay here and make new ones with them.
That wouldn't be so bad, would it?
I started to run the shower, those thoughts and many more racing through my mind. By the time I was out and dressed, making my way to the kitchen where the smell of cooking food teased my senses, I'd come to a decision that I was hoping to share with them. I wanted to do what felt right, and I was willing to bet they'd support my decision.
My vision was rapidly improving, and already I could make out the way Olivia and Mason effortlessly moved around the kitchen, chatting casually and making each other laugh as they cooked. My chest ached at the sight.
I want that. I want to be a part of that. The thoughts flit across my mind, only solidifying my choice.
"What're you guys making?" I watched them turned to me with what I was pretty sure were smiles their blurred faces.
"Taco stuff. Should be done pretty soon!" Olivia's peppy voice filled the air as she turned back to the stove.
"Can I help with anything?" I made my way towards them carefully, well aware that I was still at a slight disadvantage and still healing.
"How about shredding some cheese?" Mason waved a block of said cheese at me and I nodded, reaching out for it as I got close. I methodically passed the block over the shredder, listening to Mason and Olivia talk contentedly as we finished getting everything together.
Olivia set the table and Mason and I helped bring the food. We served ourselves, and a comfortable quiet fell over us for a few moments while we ate.
"Oh, I have to run into town tomorrow to get some supplies, by the way," Mason said between bites. "Any requests for something to bring back?"
"I have a list of a few things somewhere. I'll find it before you go," Olivia replied with mouth half full and making me smile.
I thought about it, not even sure what I would ask for. Also, the fact that I didn't have any money to contribute to the trip held me back. "No, I think I have everything I need."
Mason and Olivia were quiet, and I saw them glance at each other although I couldn't see well enough to read their expressions. I shifted in my chair slightly, hoping that they wouldn't make a big deal out of it.
My decision swirled around in my mind, and I knew I couldn't wait any longer to tell them. Plus, it was a perfect change of subject. I set my food down and took a drink of my water, clearing my throat.
The air changed slightly, but I had no idea if they felt the same anticipation that I did. Maybe it was just me. My heart raced, and I cleared my throat one more time before speaking.
"This thing between all of us," I said with a gesture of my shaky hands. "I want it. I want to try."
"Oh thank god," Olivia breathed out. She jumped out of her chair and came over to me, straddling my thighs and placing a brief but hard kiss on my lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed me. I wrapped my arms around her as my heart nearly burst from my chest.
"That's not exactly the reaction I expected," I murmured into her hair. Her small laugh vibrated against my skin and I closed my eyes just to take it in.
"You have a lot to learn about her," Mason chuckled from my other side. "She doesn't really hide her reactions."
I looked up from Olivia to glance at him. "And what's your reaction?"
A wide smile split his face, one even I could see was full of excitement and joy. "I'm very, very happy."
An answering grin filled my face, and I squeezed Olivia tighter to me.
So was I.
I pulled back a little from Olivia and looked between the two of them. Taking a deep breath, I asked, "So how does this work?"
"That depends on you, really." Olivia answered while playing with the ends of my hair, and tingles shot up and down my back at the simple pleasure.
"Usually I would ask what your soft and hard limits are." Mason trailed off, leaving the words 'but since you have amnesia' unspoken.
"Yeah, I'm not really sure what they would be right now," I chuckled awkwardly.
"I could always list some things off and you can let me know if you're interested in them or not."
I perked up at his offer, nodding in agreement. "That would work."
"Hmm. Alright- Olivia feel free to jump in with suggestions if I miss something."
"Yessir," Olivia replied with a playful salute.
"Brat," Mason said with a smile and an eye roll. "We should probably start with the basics then. Kissing is obviously a go. Touching. Oral. Giving and receiving with both Olivia and myself."
He paused here to let me speak up, but I just nodded, face flushed at the mental images that flit through my head at his words.
He nodded, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he continued. "Bondage. Anal." The pulse in my throat jumped, and his eyes narrowed in on that. "Do those make you nervous? Excited?"
"Both," I said in a raspy voice.
"I'll say," Olivia purred. She shifted on my lap, making the fact that she was talking about the reaction in my pants clear. "What makes you nervous, Noah?"
I tightened my hands on her hips to stop her movements so I could sort through the thoughts in my head. "Um. Well as far as I know, I've never received anal sex. Or been tied up. And if we're talking about me giving or tying anyone up, I'm not sure how I would do that. I don't want to hurt either of you."
"But you're not opposed to either, then."
I looked over at Mason, swallowing hard at the look on his face. "No. I'm not."
"That's what I needed to know. When we get to either of those the two of us will help you to figure out the actual process. Now," he said and shifted his own hardness in his pants without even trying to hide it, "I'm pretty sure I know the answers to these two: watersports and scat play."
I visibly recoiled and both of them laughed. Olivia pulled herself closer to me and kissed the tip of my nose. "Don't worry. We don't actually like wither of those, Mason just likes to throw those out to see peoples' reactions."
"Not that other people can't find them enjoyable, they're just not our style."
"Yeah I highly doubt that's something I'll want to try out."
"Fair enough," Mason said.
Olivia spoke up next. "But what about whipping? Biting? Spanking? There's also edging, forced orgasms, orgasm denial, wax play..."
She broke off with a grin as she felt my cock get even harder and pulse underneath her ass, my fingers tightening on her skin. She turned towards Mason.
"I think he likes all of those, babe."
"Yes," I gasped as Olivia shifted on me, grinding her hips into mine and teasing the length of my cock. I could feel the heat of her cunt through our clothes, and I was this close to making them disappear. She continued to grind on me, coaxing little moans and sighs out of the two of us as Mason watched. I could feel the weight of his eyes on us, and I couldn't resist turning to look at him.
"Stop," Mason commanded just as our eyes locked. Olivia immediately froze in the middle of a thrust, and my heartbeat picked up as we watched him stand up and come over to us.
"You two make a pretty picture, even with all your clothes still on," he murmured while slowly walking around us. "I want to try something, but if either of you don't feel comfortable, just say stop. We won't need any safe words... this time."
The implication that we would in the future wasn't lost on me, and fire ripped through my veins at the idea. Everything felt so new, like this was my first time, and I was equal parts stoked and scared shitless.
Mason stopped behind me and reached forward with a hand, cupping my jaw and tilting my head back gently. "Just follow my lead," he softly said before he bent down and enveloped my mouth with his.
He kissed me like that, his tongue slipping from his mouth into mine and tasting every inch he could find. He explored me and I let him, sighing into his mouth and groaning when his kisses turned into sharp nips. Though he moved slowly, there was a hungry edge to it that called to the man in me. Submission and dominance warred within me and he sensed it. This kiss was his way of telling me that with him, he would be in charge and I had better learn to like it.
He pulled away with one last swipe of his tongue and I gasped for breath.
Olivia's hand slid up my chest and around my neck, pulling me towards her next. She held back nothing the moment our lips met, moaning into my mouth with abandon as she began to grind on my lap again.
"Olivia, I never said you could do that."
With a groan of complaint she ripped her mouth away. "Sorry Sir, I couldn't resist."
"I'll forgive you this once. I know how good he tastes; it's hard to resist."
Shit, something about the fact that they talked around me was so goddamn hot. I was barely keeping it together- the anticipation over the last few days and getting an idea of what I was about to get myself into was more than enough to push me to the edge of my control.
"We're going to take it fairly easy tonight," Mason continued. "Olivia, I want you to suck the two of us off. I'll tell you who to suck and for how long. If you make him come first, then you don't get to come at all tonight. But if you make me come first, then I'll let Noah decide where he comes on you before the two of us get you off."
She was already nodding enthusiastically, and my cock was already leaking in my pants. I knew it was going to be a challenge to hold out, and I figured that was one reason why Mason phrased this game the way he did. He was testing me, and teasing both of us with a mix of pleasure and punishment.
I watched as Olivia slid off my lap and onto her knees while Mason gestured for me to stand, his hands already working on the buckle of his belt. He stood next to me and I watched with fascination as he dropped his pants, his hard cock jutting out in front of him. I knew my eyes widened slightly at the sight- from what I could tell he was a little thicker than I was, while I had a bit of length on him.
But the thought of taking that monster cock in my ass... I gulped as my eyes came back up to meet his, a satisfied smirk on his face as he read the nerves on mine.
"Don't worry Noah, when I put this in your ass I'll do it so carefully that the pain will only last a breath before you're squirming beneath me, begging me to fuck you harder."
"Jesus Christ," I breathed out, a dark laugh rumbling from him.
"Now, back to the matter at hand," he said and motioned towards Olivia, kneeling between us patiently, her tongue peeking out between her lips as she waited for me to drop my pants as well.
My hands shook as I began to bare myself to the two of them, precum already leaking from my tip by the time the cool air of the cabin hit it. Twin sighs echoed through the room, and a burst of pride hit me when I saw the desire in Olivia and Mason's eyes.
The silence was broken by Mason's rough words. "Remember the rules you two. Liv, come over here and put that luscious mouth on my dick. Show our boy how to suck a cock."