Coming Home

I should’ve been man enough to crawl out and face them, but my name on Royal’s lips had me frozen under the bed, holding onto their clothes, tears on my face, and my shaft rock hard.

Royal walked to the bed and lifted the sheet hanging over the edge. “Concerto, come out here.” Those caramel like eyes were watching me.

Orion hadn’t moved from where he stood, but his voice was louder than any of his words since he’d stepped into the apartment. “Concerto.”

That was all it took. I never could resist his requests, not in the bedroom. He liked to lead the way and I always liked to let him. So did Royal. Orion said it was because Royal needed to let go of the control he held onto all day in the music assemblies and he said I needed to give all of myself to somepony.

He was right about that.

I worked my way out from under the bed, still not letting go of the robe on my body. I didn’t want to have to let go.

Royal wrapped a hoof under my forelegs and helped me stand on all fours,the baggy robe making getting up difficult, my nerves adding to it. He placed a hoof on my shoulder.

The soft touch of Royal’s hoof on me and the his comforting eyes watching me took me back in time to the first night I’d met them, when they treated me to a diner and paid for my dandelion sandwich with extra hay fries, had brought me home and ran me a hot bubble bath, and then had taken me to their bed where nothing close to sex happened and where I slept pressed between them. The next day, they’d had a new bed delivered for the guest room. It took three months before either of them kissed me. Another two before they brought me to their bed again. I learned later, they had wanted to wait even longer. They didn’t want me to feel like I owed them something.

But it had never felt like that. All I ever felt was their love.

I stared at Royal’s hoof. I longed to feel the heat of it sliding down my chest. Why couldn’t I have jerked off in their bed? Only that would have put me in quite the awkward situation. But I already felt exposed. Vulnerable. Like the loser stallion from the street they’d brought home with them five years before.

Royal yanked me forward and crushed me against his chest. “You stupid head!”

Orion stood behind me and wound his large forelegs around us, pinning me between them in one big group hug.

All my resolve went out the window—where I should have been following it. I removed the robe and wrapped a foreleg around Royal’s shoulders, the other back around Orion’s.

Royal let out a soft moan. He buried his nose in my browny color mane. “You’ve been out for two months. Where have you been staying?”

I wanted to answer, but the words caught in my throat.

Orion gripped my hip with a hoof. “Concerto,” he said. “Where?”

I dropped my head back to his chest. “An old apartment complex down past Sterling Street.”

Royal ran a hoof over my cheek. I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch.

“Why didn’t you come home?” he asked.

I couldn’t stop myself. I turned my head and kissed his hoof.

He wiped the last of my tears from my eyes. “Did you think we wouldn’t want you anymore?”

I nodded.

Orion bent and kissed the back of my neck. He worked his way to my ear and nibbled softly. “Did you think we wouldn’t still love you?”

A part of me knew they would, but I had wanted better for them—better than me.

Royal kissed my temple. “Talk to us.”

“I was in prison.” My voice trembled with each word.

Orion laughed. That deep rumble vibrated against my back. Without a thought, I shifted between them, I pushed my ass on to Orion and he lifted his hooves onto my back making his cock rub against me, my dick to Royal’s chest he began to stroke it, back and forth, the rhythm coming back to me as effortlessly as any step I’d taken to get to the apartment.

Royal started to move with me, but suddenly Orion stilled our actions.

So stupid. I shouldn’t have been so bold. I had left them. I had packed a bag and walked out the door while they were at work, and I had stayed at the some run down apartment until it was time to report to court.

They had shown up that day. Orion wouldn’t take no for an answer when he took the place of the public defender. I owed Orion years of my life. My sentence wouldn’t have been as light if he hadn’t shown up to help me.

And this was how I repaid them?

Breaking into their place, rifling through their belongings, trying to rub off on them as if nothing had changed between us?

Orion’s deep voice sounded small when he spoke. “You wouldn’t talk to us at your court appearance. You refused to see us at the prison. You get out and don’t bother to tell us where you are. Don’t you think all that hurt?”

“Orion. Don’t.” Royal massaged my shaft. “He’s here.”

Orion shoved a hoof around my body and knocked Royal’s hoof away replacing it with his. “He’s here to jerk off. Not to see us.”

“I-I want—” I squeezed my eyes shut.

Orion slid his hoof down the length of my cock. He caressed my balls. “Say it, Concerto.”

I groaned and moved my hips again. “I wanted to see you. But-but you deserve better.”

“Better than you?” With the surprise in Royal's voice, I opened my eyes and watched him. He searched my face. “Concerto, you were just trying to help him.”

“But I stole.”

Orion pushed on my balls, his touch gentle, loving. “Why didn’t you ask us for help? We would’ve given him the bits.”

I twisted in their embrace until I could look up at Orion. “I couldn’t take anything else from you.”

“Take?” Orion said. “You have no clue, do you? We were missing something until we met you. We needed you as much as you needed us.”

Royal forced me to look his way. “And without you, we’re not whole. We’re broken.”

“You’ve punished yourself enough,” Orion said. “It’s time to come home.”

Royal leaned forward and kissed me. His warm tongue caressed mine. All worries, all thoughts were gone. I wrapped my forelegs around his neck and stood on the tips of my hooves. Orion’s warmth left my back. I wanted to cry out, wanted to plead for his touch again, but I couldn’t tear myself from Royal’s kiss. I wanted him to consume me, to take my breath into him until we weren’t sure where he ended and I began.

Orion pressed against my back again. One of his hooves gripped my hip. I felt his hot breath on my skin as he kissed me gently along my jawline from behind.

Orion reached behind Royal were my hoof was holding them and wrapped something around it.

The caramel tie.

I gasped.

Royal smiled at me, his lips still moist from the kiss. Orion looked pleading at me “You aren’t getting away from us this time.”

Orion laughed and tugged me backward. I trembled.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the hard lines of Royal’s fit body, the swollen erection between his legs.

Orion stepped in front of me. He forced my head up until I met his stare. “You are staying. Unless you tell me you want to go.” He waited a moment, then added, “I thought not.” He leaned forward and stopped, his lips an inch from mine. “I’m going to kiss the hell out of you, and I might not be able to stop once I start.” He pulled back.

I whimpered. I wanted his lips on mine.

“First things first,” he said. “On the bed, Royal.”

Royal nodded and lay on his back in the center of the large bed.

“Forelegs over your head.”

Royal stretched them up as if reaching for the headboard. His body was spread out over the red sheets like a decadent dessert offering. I wanted to crawl on top of him and take a taste. More than a taste. I wanted to devour him whole.

Orion moved behind me. he ground his dick against my tail pushing it against me causing me to let out a soft moan. Royal licked his lips as he watched from the bed, his body held immobile by only Orion’s will.

“Go ahead,” Orion said as he continued to grind me. “Say it.”

Say what? He worked behind my tail a hoof coming to rest on my tight hole, causing my breathing to come in short gasps. My head spun with the brush of Orion’s large body melding with mine.

Royal spoke. “I want you so much, Concerto. Missed seeing your body, touching you. Missed you between us, your smile, your laugh, your love. Missed you every moment you were gone.” Royal shifted his hips but kept his forelegs stretched overhead. “Been dreaming about you inside me.”

Shallow breaths were all I could manage at this point.

Orion slid his other hoof slowly around my body, working it over the tie still wrapped around my wrist. He used other hoof to slowly rub my ass.

“Oh Concerto,” Royal said. “You’re gorgeous. Come here.”

He knew I wouldn’t move. Not until Orion told me to. It was a game we had played many times.

He didn’t give up. “Come on, crawl on top of me. Need to feel your body on mine, your tongue in my mouth, your cock inside me.”

I nodded. It was all I could give him. For now.

Orion chuckled. I heard his every breath. Then his muscular body came in close,the solid, heated flesh of his cock at my lower back. I groaned and leaned my head back to him.

He kissed my neck. “Do I need to get a rubber?”

Huh? I lifted my head and stared at Royal on the bed. He was either enjoying the sight of my throbbing cock, or he couldn’t face me.

It hit me then. “No!”

Royal closed his eyes and swallowed.

I couldn’t stand still any longer. I turned in Orion’s embrace. “I didn’t have sex with anyone else. I swear, I didn’t. Just…just a couple of blowjobs. At…at…”

He cupped my cheek and ran and leaned over brushing his upper lip against my lower one. “In the prison?”

I nodded.

“I believe you.” Louder, he said, “Royal?”

“Me too.”

Orion gave one more brush to my lip. He released my face and forced me to turn. “Go to him. Lie flat over his body.”

I crawled onto the bed and worked my way up Royal. We both moaned as I lowered myself over him. I rested a hoof on the bed on either side of his shoulders and rocked, letting our cocks and bodies get reacquainted, remembering the sweet, easy way we had been together.

Royal moaned again. The sound was beautiful and enticing. I wanted more. I rocked faster, playing him like an a violin, wanting to hear the same melody I’d been missing for months.

Orion grabbed my hips and tugged me backward. “Not yet. Kneel between his legs.” Royal spread his thighs, and I did as Orion directed. Orion knelt behind me, the touch of his chest to my back brought out my own song, little whimpers I couldn’t dream of silencing.

Orion slid his hooves up the inside of Royal’s thighs. “Raise your legs.”

Royal lifted his legs, and with a touch of Orion’s hoof to my lower back, I inched closer until my cock nestled against Royal’s ass. Soon I’d be inside him and Orion would be in me. I’d be home. Finally.
Forever?

I gripped the outside of Royal’s thighs, needing to touch more of him.

“Left hoof, Royal.”

Royal raised his hoof. Orion lifted the end of the caramel tie still dangling from my right foreleg and wrapped it around the headboard, then both our wrists, binding us together. Our hooves brushing together. Orion secured the end of the soft fabric, but it was too loose. I’d slip free before long.

“Tighter.”

Orion licked my ear from top to bottom and whispered, “Tied down or not, you are not going anywhere.”

“No.” I let my head fall to his shoulder. “I want to stay.”

“Concerto.” Royal squirmed and pressed his ass against my cock. I couldn’t enter him. Not yet.

Orion leaned to the nightstand for the lube. He slid a hoof between Royal and me and slicked my cock, then Royal’s body. Royal gripped the headboard with his free hoof.

“It’s okay,” Orion said. “Touch him. Hold on to him.”

Royal let go of the headboard and reached for me under his raised leg. He gripped my thigh.

With Orion’s hoof guiding my cock, I pressed my pelvis forward and sank into Royal through several small thrusts. The tight slide of flesh on flesh was almost too much. It was a warm welcoming feeling building up in me. I’d never be able to hold off for long. Royal groaned and squeezed my hoof and thigh, his gaze locked on mine.

It had been too long since I’d been inside either of them, since I’d felt anything on my shaft but my own hoof. I leaned over him more and rested my free hoof on the bed beside his head. I needed the leverage to buck him the way I wanted to—the way I needed to.

No. That wasn’t true. Orion would be shoving into me soon, and he’d buck us through the mattress.
Orion spread my ass cheeks. I stilled, and he ran the slick head of his cock from the top of my entrance, down the crease ever so slowly. The moment he touched my hole, he thrust forward, driving me farther into Royal.

I cried out, “Yes,” and grunted over and over as he made love to us. Maybe I had missed my own sounds more than theirs. Being pinned between them was a need I had tried to pretend I no longer craved, that I could live without.

I didn’t want to come. And at the same time I’d never wanted anything more than that release. Orion slid a hoof under the silk tie around foreleg until he was bound to us—with us. He cupped my cheek with his other hoof and forced my head to the side. “Kiss me.” Then his lips were on mine. The sweetest brush of moist lips and tongue. Soft. Inviting. Deep. Maybe he really had meant he’d never stop kissing me. I wasn’t sorry.

Abruptly, he pulled back and said, “You are not going anywhere. Tonight. Or any other night. You’re ours, and we’re not letting you go.”

He thrust again and again, reaching around me to take Royal in his hoof. We rocked and grunted, stroked and sped, loved and breathed as we flew toward release. I came first, then Orion and Royal almost together.
We collapsed in a pile, Orion half on me, half wrapped around me, Royal on my other side.

Orion sighed. “Damn. You always were a sweet one to buck.”

I laughed and smacked his back. “I’m feeling the love.”

He sat up so fast the bed creaked. He leaned over me. “You should. And next time, don’t run from it.”

I nodded, and Orion sank back to the bed.

Royal reached for the blankets and lifted them over us. “Sleep.”

I could do that. I hadn’t been so relaxed since the night before I’d been arrested.

“Concerto,” Orion said.

“Huh?”

“I think we had a break in. They left the window open.”

I laughed again. Leaving the window open had been my reminder I had to leave. When I jerked off on their sheets, it was easy to focus on my cock and forget my heart. Forget I didn’t belong there.

I threw the covers back, lunged for the window across the room, and tripped. I landed on the floor with my legs stuck in the twisted blanket and my front hooves gripping the long curtains on either side of the window.

Royal laughed, cackled, whatever you called it when someone couldn’t sit up and was clutching their gut while the laughs poured out.

Orion shifted to the foot of the bed and peered down at me. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I am now.” I kicked off the blanket, stood, and slammed the window shut. The faint sounds of honking horns, the hum of the traffic, the occasional shout disappeared. All I heard was the slowing laughter behind me and the low, deep voice that said, “You’re home, Concerto.”

I went to the bed and settled in between them.

Orion wrapped his forelegs around Royal and me, pulling us all close. “You didn’t have to break in. This was always your home.”

I nodded.

I was home.