With the Boys in the Band

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you.” He shifted and sat behind Emerson, spreading his legs on either side of him and pulling him back against his chest. Resting his chin on Emerson’s shoulder, he said, “I’m sorry I never said anything.”
    Emerson relaxed in his arms, listening to his heart beating and enjoying the warmth of his breath as it caressed the side of his face. “It doesn’t matter now.” He took Vince’s hand and placed it over his heart. “This is what matters.”
    Vince kissed his cheek several times before moving down his neck. He trembled at the contact, then felt a corresponding shiver from Vince. “You know, we have to get upstairs somehow. Might raise some eyebrows if we’re both sporting erections or can’t keep our hands off each other.”
    “Good point.” Vince sighed and pulled away. When they were both standing, Vince stopped him from heading for the door.
    “What?”
    “I didn’t actually say it this morning. I know I’ve said it a thousand times, but…” He took Emerson’s hand and kissed it. “I love you.”
    Emerson drew him close, noting with pleasure how much joy and peace he saw in Vince’s eyes. The sadness and mysterious angst no longer haunted his features. “I love you, too.”
    Vince’s hands roamed over his back. “Are you ready for this? The three of us?”
    He nodded. “Been hard not to think about it every single moment since we talked.”
    Vince smiled, but then he grew serious again. “All these years … all the partners … I know I’m clean, but that’s not my concern right now.” He pulled away, running his hands through his hair as he took a few steps and searched for the right words.
    “Take your time.” Emerson knew what he was going to say, but he let Vince work through it himself.
    “It was all an attempt to forget my real feelings, and I know it doesn’t excuse it.”
    “It doesn’t matter to me. What you do from this moment on is all that matters.”
    He took a breath, seeming calmer at Emerson’s reassurance. “Hard as I tried, I couldn’t replace you or stop hoping. Everyone could tell. I made up the story about the two girls and the blowjob. Veronica knew I loved you, and that’s why she left. They all figured it out if they stuck around for more than a week. Everyone who left couldn’t live with my love for you.”
    “Maybe Alicia can.”
    He nodded. “She’s falling for you.” He stroked Emerson’s hair. “She sees how perfect you are.”
    Emerson shifted his stance and ran his hand over his mouth, unsure what to say. He’d felt it, and she’d made her desire to do anything to be with him and make him happy very clear, but hearing Vince say it made his stomach flutter.
    Vince laughed. “So adorable. Look at you.” He grabbed his hand and tugged. “Let’s go. I wanna pleasure you both, watch as you make your girl come.”
    Emerson hesitated a moment and whispered, “Our girl.” He reached for the door and pulled Vince in. “And we’ll both be making her come.”
    They exchanged another brief kiss before sprinting through the kitchen and foyer and racing each other up the stairs, neither succeeding in keeping his excitement in check.
    ****
    Vince let Emerson go in first. He could hear them talking, but he leaned against the wall and ran over the chords of a new song he’d been writing in his head so he couldn’t understand what they were saying. He didn’t realize Alicia stood next to him until she touched his hand.
    “I told you not to worry,” she said with a beautiful smile. Her eyes glowed with excitement, and she looked so very sexy as she placed a kiss on his chin. She drew him into the bedroom and right into her arms. He heard the door close as she kissed him, and he bent his head to deepen the embrace. Soon her body pressed closer, and he felt Emerson’s hands run up over his shoulders as his arms encircled them. Opening his eyes, Vince looked at both of them.
    “I guess I shouldn’t have worried, but you can’t blame me for

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