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They were huddled in the bathroom together a few months after their initial f*ck, rocking their hips into one another as they kissed desperately.
Their relationship had progressed beautifully, and both of them felt genuinely happier when they were in each other’s arms (and beds).
Matt still lets the older boy call the shots most of the time, allowing him to have that power over Matt that they both thoroughly enjoyed. He had even gotten under Nick a couple times, because hearing Nick talking about getting f*cked into oblivion wasn’t enough, he had a burning desire to experience it.
But now, they were rushing to get each other off, moaning into each other’s mouths in Matt’s bathroom, their friends just inches away, settled into the sofa in the living room. None of them had seen the two older triplets yet, so had no idea of their whereabouts, no idea that the two boys were all over each other behind that door.
“Your mouth, Matt, on your knees baby, c’mon.” Nick instructs, and Matt hears the audible thud of his knees hitting the ground ringing through his ears. He grips onto the top of Nick’s sweats and pulls them down, and groans when Nick steps out of them and he gets a glimpse of the older boy’s body.
His co*ck hangs perfectly between his legs, and Matt’s itching to get it into his mouth, leaning forward, but is swiftly stopped by Nick’s hands in his hair, keeping his head still.
“Not there sweetheart,” Nick says, before turning around and displaying his shapely ass right in Matt’s face. Matt’s jaw falls open, not prepared at all for Nick to request such a thing. He sobers from the shock quickly, suddenly very f*cking excited to get his lips on Nick’s hole.
“Bend over the sink a bit more f’me then.” Matt teases back, firmly gripping his hips before pressing a trail of kisses across his ass until he reaches Nick’s puckered hole. His tongue is wet and warm against the rim when he laps there eagerly, his hands sliding down to grip into the sensitive flesh of Nick’s thighs as he spreads the boy's legs even further apart.
Nick’s gasps and whines muffle against the back of his palm, and Matt can’t help but think what a damn shame it is that Nick has to make himself quiet. If they could be honest - both to their friends and their own triplet brother - about the two of them, Matt would force Nick to keep his hands at his side, and let everyone in the house hear Nick’s pleasured moans.
“So close baby, you gonna make me cum with all our friends in our lounge?” Nick asks, breathless but encouraging, and it’s just the thing Matt needed to hear, as it makes him completely determined to get Nick to cum.
He brings up two fingers to press against Nick’s entrance, pushing past the initial resistance of the ring of muscle, immediately being swallowed by the warmth of Nick’s insides. He licks and sucks and curls his fingers against Nick’s prostate until the older boy cries out involuntarily, and c*ms all over the bathroom counter.
Matt stands up after Nick c*ms, eyes full of awe, and they both watch each other as Nick catches his breath. Matt’s still so painfully hard, but he doesn’t want to push his brother, more than content to bask in a post-org*sm Nick for as long as needs be.
Nick recovers quickly though and kneels down, wasting no time before pulling Matt’s sweats and boxers down. He licks his lips at Matt’s throbbing erection and grins at him, guiding his tongue along the underside of his shaft.
“I won’t last, Nick, f*ck. Nearly came in my pants when I put a finger in you.” Matt tells Nick, but Nick ignores him, sucking intensely at the tip, massaging his tongue onto the leaking slit. He takes Matt’s co*ck further and further down his throat, and just stops moving, holding him there as far as he can go.
Matt can feel Nick’s throat opening and closing around him as the older boy swallows shallowly, the movement making his co*ck spasm. He c*ms like that, right down Nick’s throat, and he feels guilty when Nick chokes slightly, but calms down when the boy looks up at him with so much love in his eyes that Matt feels unworthy.
He helps Nick to stand up, and moves to collect Nick’s clothes and hands them to his older brother. Nick accepts them gratefully before turning to look at himself in the mirror. Matt runs a hand through Nick’s hair under the guise of helping him to fix it, when really it was just an excuse for more contact with the gorgeous boy in front of him.
Nick passes him a flannel before washing around his mouth, and Matt quickly gets to work cleaning himself up. He pulls his pants back up, and just as feels ready to face the others, he decides to grab onto Nick’s hip bones and spins him until they’re face to face. He kisses the older boy one last time, then pulls back to rest his nose against Nick's.
“How are we playing this then?” Matt asks him, and Nick laughs lightly against Matt’s cheek before he stands up straight, biting the inside of his lip.
“Me first, I’ll distract them, and you pretend you came from your room?” Nick suggests after a moment of thinking, making Matt flash him a proud smile. He knew Nick would have the answer, he always does. f*ck, he was so lucky.
“Go get ‘em, tiger.” Matt says as Nick moves towards the door, slapping his ass as he walks away. Nick turns back to him with a disgusted face, ordering Matt to “never call me tiger again.”
Once Nick leaves, Matt looks at himself in the mirror and can’t help but smile wider at how happy his reflection looks.
When he finally joins the group, nobody pays him any serious attention, just brief acknowledgements with waves or simple greetings. His eyes focus on Nick - like always - and notes that the boy doesn’t even look up from where he was talking with Tara. Before he gets offended though, he sees Nick’s eyes flick towards him, and the resulting light blush on Nick’s cheekbones is enough to appease him.
Matt works out quickly that the group are playing a game, and almost laughs out loud when someone tells him that it’s truth or dare. It’s a full circle moment, and Matt is cringing less than he thought he would. He thought the game would bring back thoughts of him pining desperately for Nick, but all he can think of is how far they’ve come.
He tunes in when the group focuses their attention on Nick, and he hears the older boy ask for a truth.
“Tell us about when you’ve been surprised by liking something new during sex.”
The group cheer and those closest nudge Nick’s side to embarrass him further, but Nick smiles confidently as he playfully pushes them away.
“Got the guy I was with to tell me his fantasies about me while we f*cked, made the whole thing just that much hotter. I absolutely loved it, it was so good.” Nick explains happily, smile never leaving his face.
A stunned silence occurs briefly, before Chris - always Chris - breaks it by shaking his head in disgust.
“Too much information dude.” Chris grimaces, before he directs his attention to someone else in the circle, Matt’s not sure who, too busy sharing a look with Nick behind the youngest’s head.
God, Nick was so unbelievably hot. But he was also just the most amazing person Matt has ever met. He was so confident and content and he made Matt feel so comfortable.
And when Nick catches up to him later when everyone leaves, with worry on his face and a hand on the small of Matt’s back, Matt is reminded again of how endearing Nick can really be.
“Was my answer too much?” Nick asks him, voice laced with concern.
Matt shakes his head, dragging a hand through his hair.
“I was honestly more scared you were gonna talk about another guy” Matt chuckles, and smiles when Nick breathes a sigh of relief.
Matt turns fully in Nick’s arms, pressing against him, ready to ask his own question.
“How long have you actually wanted us to get together? Matt questions, heartbeat speeding up when Nick smirks at him.
“Wanted you at that party sweetheart, wanted you to come and rip me away from that random guy and bend me over in the bathroom honestly” Nick says truthfully, and Matt couldn’t have asked for a better answer.
Matt kisses him, tongue pushing into the older’s mouth, trying to portray a message of ‘I loved you then and I’ll love you forever’ through his kiss. Nick knows anyway, no reason for unnecessary words when their mouths could be connected.
“One request though,” Matt starts, resting their foreheads together and waits until he feels Nick’s nod in acknowledgement.
"From now on, can I be the only one you talk about?”
Nick gives him a look before kissing him again. Matt takes that as a yes.
