Beautifully Torn Charity Parkerson (best historical biographies .TXT) 📖

cry tore from Jinx as Rocky’s dick punched his prostate at just the right spot and angle. He had never come so hard and fast in his life. Jinx sucked and bobbed on Hudson’s cock, going wild as Rocky ruined him for anyone else.

“Oh, fuck. Goddamn. I’ve never... holy shit.” A loud cry vibrated against his spine as Rocky bit his back.

Hudson grabbed Jinx’s hair and pulled. “Suck it. Yes. You’re fucking amazing. Yes.” A guttural-sounding groan assaulted Jinx’s ears as hot cum filled his mouth. Jinx let the mixture of cum and saliva roll down Hudson’s cock as he pumped at Hudson’s shaft, finishing him. Hudson’s muscles relaxed like he turned to gelatin beneath Jinx. He panted like he had run a marathon.

Rocky’s fingers encircled Jinx’s jaw. He pulled Jinx up and back, twisting until he could claim Jinx’s mouth—like he hunted for Hudson’s cum.

Jinx could barely cling to a single thought as they collapsed into a heap of sweaty bodies in Jinx’s bed. They kissed and petted one another. Time passed as they lingered in the passion of the moment. At some point, Rocky cleaned them—like the caretaker he was. When Jinx finally drifted off to sleep, a smile still lingered on his lips. For the first time in ages, he was truly happy. It was possible it was only for one night. They might wake up in a few hours and realize this wouldn’t work. For now, Jinx was at peace. They were three men looking for a loving forever home. It felt like they had found it.

Four

Hudson: I think I’ll go pink with the hair today.

Jinx: I like pink.

Rocky: I could see you in pink.

Hudson: May I take you both to dinner tonight afterward?

Rocky: I’m working.

Jinx: Sure.

Rocky: You two should definitely go and have fun. I’ll come to you when I get off.

Hudson: Damn right, you’ll come.

Rocky: Looking forward to it.

Rocky: Where are you? I’ve looked everywhere.

Jinx: Mom wanted part of her ashes scattered on the beach. I finally worked up the strength to do it.

Rocky: Why didn’t you wait on me? You shouldn’t do that alone.

Jinx: I wanted to do it alone, but thank you. Will you be home when I get back?

Rocky: Definitely.

Jinx: Good. I need you.

Rocky: You’ve got me, baby.

Jinx: Are you home?

Hudson: Yep.

Jinx: Is it okay if I come by? Rocky is working and I’m bored.

Hudson: Absolutely. I’m in my studio. I’d love your help to improve some sounds.

Jinx: I’m always your man.

Hudson: Damn right, you are.

Rocky: How do you feel about kidnapping Jinx and the three of us going camping?

Hudson: Like in a tent?

Rocky: Yep. Old school roughing it.

Hudson: In the middle of nowhere?

Rocky: Exactly. Out where no one can hear you scream.

Hudson: I’m in.

Spencer: I expect all three of you to be here on time for the rehearsal tomorrow night.

Hudson: Tito knows. He’s the one who keeps me on schedule, so I’ll be there.

Rocky: Jinx and I live here, so no problem on our end.

Jinx: I was just typing the same thing.

Spencer: Good. You three are really important to us. We want you with us.

Hudson: Awww.

Rocky: You got it.

Jinx: We love you both and wouldn’t miss it.

While watching Jinx and Rocky stand at the altar together, side by side, standing up for their friends, Hudson felt something. They looked beautiful. The flowered arch. A man of God. Hudson fully believed Jinx and Rocky should have that. He felt a swell of pride and relief when he imagined them married.

Now that the wedding and reception were over, they were slightly drunk and hanging out in the game room. That feeling of needing Jinx and Rocky settled hadn’t faded. No matter how hard Hudson tried, he couldn’t stop watching Rocky and Jinx on the sly. At six-foot four, Rocky almost had a full foot on Jinx’s five-foot six status. He was solid and hard-looking. Rocky rarely smiled, and his dark green eyes always held an ounce of rage. Hudson shouldn’t have been intrigued by him. Rocky should have never caught his eye. God knew he was opposite of Hudson in every way. But Rocky had Hudson’s attention, and Hudson couldn’t stop craving him. He was thankful for that.

Rocky had touched him a lot today. Hudson had been aware of every single instance. While Rocky always let Jinx and Hudson touch him as much as they dared, today, Rocky had initiated a majority of the contact. Hudson needed more. He longed for human touch. Hudson fought the urge to beg Rocky and Jinx to give him the attention he needed. After all, he had them now. For a long time, Hudson had danced around Jinx, only tasting him occasionally. Now, for four months, he’d had Rocky and Jinx. It felt like a miracle. Hudson had to find a way to keep them forever.

“You two looked perfect together at that altar today.”

Jinx flashed him a smile and went back to battling Rocky in their video game. He spoke over his shoulder. “It felt good to stand up there with Spencer. I like knowing he’s settled with someone who loves him the way he deserves.”

Even though neither man faced him, Hudson still nodded. “I’m sure, but that’s not what I meant. You two should get married.”

Rocky laughed. “Um. No. Now is probably a good time to say that I don’t plan to marry. I get that we fought really hard for the right to do so, but it’s not for me.”

That was not what Hudson hoped to hear. It also hadn’t escaped his attention that Jinx hadn’t responded. “What about you, Jinx?”

Jinx kept his gaze locked on the TV. “What about me?”

Hudson fought an eye roll. “Do you see yourself as someone’s husband someday?”

“I’d always hoped so, yes.”

Rocky tossed a quick and uncomfortable-looking glance Jinx’s way. Jinx kept his stare glued to the TV like his life depended upon it. Rocky’s character died and Jinx flashed him a bright smile. “Ha. You owe me