Rajan woke up to Kala and Wolfgang mumbling about who was the one in charge to make breakfast. He smiled and said, "I can make breakfast if you want."
"It's your birthday, Rajan. Be reasonable," said Kala. "I cooked on Valentine's."
"Blowjobs for breakfast are more of my specialty," Wolfgang countered. He turned to Rajan then, a bright smile on his face. "Happy birthday."
"Happy birthday," Kala echoed.
Kala kissed him then, warm and soft and electrifying. Rajan let himself get lost in the feeling of her mouth against his, his heart beating to the rhythm of hers. Her tongue pressed against his lips and Rajan opened up to her, just as Wolfgang took the initiative to kiss his neck. Rajan groaned.
"You guys are a menace," said Rajan.
He felt Wolfgang's smile against his skin. "You like it."
"I do," he agreed.
Kala kissed the side of his face, then down the other side of his neck and bit on the tender spot where it met his shoulder.
"Kala," he gasped, "don't start things you don't intend to finish."
"Oh, we are going to finish them, Rajan."
Her hand slid down his stomach while Wolfgang's hand slid up his left thigh, deft fingers drawing patterns as they moved closer to his crotch. He opened his eyes to see his partners sharing a look that meant they were speaking in another plane. "What are you talking about?"
"We're negotiating," said Wolfgang.
"What?" Rajan asked.
"None of your business—" started Kala.
"—who gets to suck you off first," Wolfgang interrupted bluntly.
Rajan threw his head back and counted to ten. They would drive him insane. Once he was sure he would not end this before it started, he opened his eyes again. Kala was watching him with hungry eyes.
"My husband," she said, "just relax. We'll take care of everything."
"It's your birthday, Raj," Wolfgang added, "let us take care of you."
Wolfgang's hand cupped Rajan's balls over his underwear, sending a jolt of electricity up Rajan's body. Kala's mouth was kissing a path down Rajan's chest, licking and nipping, mapping the curves and dips on his body. Rajan gasped when Wolfgang's mouth kissed his thigh, slowly moving upwards.
Kala's hand found the waistband of his underwear and pulled down, exposing his half-hard cock. Wolfgang helped tugging the briefs down until they were past his knees; Rajan kicked them away. Before Rajan could make sense of what was happening, Wolfgang pressed a dry finger to his taint making him cant his hips upward. Kala pushed his hips down on the bed, then followed her hand with her mouth, slowly kissing down until she was nose deep in his pubes. Rajan felt Wolfgang's kisses down the side of his thigh and warmth pooled deep in his belly.
Kala took Rajan's dick into her hand and jerked him off to completion, spreading pre-come down his shaft. Rajan made the mistake of looking down then, getting an eyeful of Kala's hungry face when she swallowed Rajan's cock into her mouth. Rajan could have come right there, but he didn't want his birthday gift to be over so soon.
He closed his eyes and mumbled a prayer as Kala's tongue licked down the tip, humming as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. Rajan felt his nerve endings on fire when Wolfgang moved away for a moment. He opened his eyes and frowned, a question in his lips, but he soon realized Wolfgang was rummaging the nightstand for a bottle of lube.
Rajan let his head fall back and closed his eyes again, lost in the pleasure building deep in his belly with Kala's daring moves. He knew Wolfgang was somehow involved in this. He wouldn't be surprised if it was Wolfgang sharing with Kala his insane oral sex prowess. Rajan knew his wife well enough to know that while she was quite daring on her own, she was not one to initiate something like this at 10 in the morning. Not even for his birthday. Wolfgang on the other hand… ever since the first birthday Rajan spent with the man, it had been Wolfgang's favorite birthday present: a blowjob for breakfast.
Rajan allowed himself to relax under her mouth, go boneless, and sink into the pleasure.
Wolfgang came back before a full minute had passed and he kissed Rajan's hip before using his hand to take Rajan's cock from her mouth and directly into his own. Wolfgang excelled at using his mouth in novel ways to curl his toes. Rajan was used to never knowing how things would go when Wolfgang's mouth was involved. Kala agreed that he was good no matter the equipment he was faced with. Wolfgang used to joke "If I was good before, imagine how good I am now that I have a lesbian and a gay man sharing my mind, Rajan."
Rajan didn't have to imagine it. Wolfgang sucked his cheeks in and sucked hard which sent vibrations all up his body. Kala's hand drifted lower down his balls, circling his perineum, then slipping between his ass cheeks. Rajan was about to come undone when Kala pulled away only to come back a few seconds later to press lubed fingers to his entrance. Rajan shuddered with the cold, but welcomed the grounding feeling that allowed him to hold onto the last thread that connected him to reality to not come in his boyfriend's mouth. Not yet.
Wolfgang pulled Rajan's dick out of his mouth and said, "let go, Raj. We got you."
"I don't… I don't want it to be over yet," Rajan confessed.
"Rajan, you are going to come," said Kala. "You are going to come until you beg us to stop. It's your birthday and you will enjoy it."
Rajan smiled and cracked an eye open, Kala was looking at him with a serious frown that looked adorable in her. Wolfgang was kissing his thigh, his hand lazily stroking Rajan's cock.
"We want to make you feel what we feel on our birthday," said Wolfgang.
Rajan looked between them and then threw his head back. Kala's hand disappeared between Rajan's legs and Wolfgang's mouth was back on his cock, licking the underside before swallowing Rajan into his hot, wet mouth. Kala pushed a finger in, and Rajan jerked his hips up, making Wolfgang gag.
"I'm sorry," he apologized immediately.
Wolfgang laughed and his laugh vibrated on Rajan's dick at the same moment that Kala decided to push her finger deeper. Wolfgang sucked his cheeks in and Rajan came with an aborted warning.
He swallowed Rajan's come, licking enthusiastically until Rajan was shaking. Kala kept her finger inside, pumping in and out of him slowly as Rajan came. When Wolfgang pulled away, Kala pressed a second finger inside of Rajan's hole. He felt the warm stretch around Kala's fingers and keened softly. Wolfgang came up to kiss him and Rajan tasted himself in Wolfgang's lips.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Raj?" Wolfgang asked against his lips. "Do you want me to fuck your brains out?"
Rajan felt himself blush. In all the years he'd been with him, Rajan still wasn't used to being the object of Wolfgang's feral desire. In lieu of words, Rajan nodded against Wolfgang's forehead.
"Yeah? You like that, huh?" Rajan moaned as Kala curled her fingers inside of him, hitting that sweet spot inside that made his toes curl. "You love that, don't you? Feeling us inside of you?"
Rajan's dick twitched in interest. Wolfgang's hand seemed to find Rajan's cock right then and he smiled against Rajan's lips.
"You ready to go again, Raj?" Wolfgang asked.
He did not feel ready to go again, but Wolfgang stroked him anyway, which sent more electricity down his limbs. Kala took it as a good sign and pumped her fingers faster, curling them with every other pump. Rajan's dick slowly filled to half-hard as Wolfgang stroked him and Kala fingered him.
Rajan moaned when Kala hit that sweet spot two times in a row and Wolfgang twisted his hand just so. His stomach tightened with pleasure as they touched him in all the right ways. He was going to come again if his partners didn't stop.
And neither of them did.
Rajan trembled as he came again, his dick spurting a thin shot of come into Wolfgang's hand. Kala pressed her fingers inside of him to prolong his orgasm, coaxing more tremors out of him.
"How are you feeling, champ?" Wolfgang asked.
Rajan babbled something that sounded like nice good yeah. Kala removed her fingers from him slowly, letting him rest from the stimulation for a while.
His boyfriend —one of the loves of his life— laughed softly. Rajan loved to see him happy and free. It had been a while since he saw one of the dark looks that haunted him in his face. Rajan knew that not everything in Wolfgang's past was forgotten, but in moments like this, Rajan could dream that Wolfgang was as happy as he was making Rajan.
"You got all pensive there," said Wolfgang. "Are you okay?"
"Are you happy, Wolfgang?"
"Very," the man replied without hesitation. "Are you?"
"Very," Rajan agreed.
"Well, now that that's settled," Kala said, "I would love to ride Rajan's face while you fuck him, Wolfgang."
"My love," Rajan said, "I don't know if I have the strength to please you with my mouth right now."
"Just this once, I'll do all the work, Rajan," she said.
Rajan sighed, pleased. "Then come sit on my face, my dearest wife."
Wolfgang kissed him one last time and moved away to give Kala space to sit. Kala removed her lacy underwear bottoms and threw them on Rajan's face. He grabbed them and took a deep breath of his wife's wet panties, invigorating him to eat her out. She sat on Rajan's face facing Wolfgang who was settling between Rajan's legs, stroking his own hard cock with lube.
That was the last thing he saw before Kala sat her beautiful ass on his face. Rajan still had a mind to lick her cunt as she rubbed on his face. She was warm and wet and tasted delicious, sweet and mildly musky. Rajan felt his own dick make a valiant effort to get hard again, excited. Wolfgang took the opportunity to tug it and stroke Rajan until he was squirming, oversensitive, just as he also rubbed the head of his cock against Rajan's entrance.
Rajan moaned when Wolfgang finally entered him, slowly pushing into him until he was seated fully inside of him. Kala tightened her legs around his head as Wolfgang's own pleasure grew, overflowing into her.
He felt Kala place a soft hand on his cock and he canted his hips upwards, drawing a moan out of Wolfgang. The man took that as his cue to start thrusting deep and slow into Rajan, showing a kind of control that was probably borrowed from someone else in his cluster.
Rajan continued licking Kala's cunt, lost in the feeling of her legs around his head. He took short breaks to breathe in between, but he was eager to feel Kala's juices flowing down her thighs.
"Yes, Rajan, yes, don't stop," she moaned.
Wolfgang fucked faster into him, getting closer to the edge as Kala got closer to her own orgasm. There was something particularly satisfying about knowing that if one of his partners came, both usually did because they experienced the same intense emotions together. Rajan liked knowing that Wolfgang would come in his ass thanks to Rajan's tongue up Kala's cunt.
He ran soft, decisive circles around Kala's clit as Wolfgang fucked into him faster, chasing his own orgasm. Rajan pressed the tip of his tongue against Kala's clit and flicked it until she was trembling on top of him, coming with a rush of wetness that Rajan was happy to lap away. Wolfgang groaned as he spilled inside of Rajan, clawing at his thighs with a bruising grip. Rajan saw white as Wolfgang stroked his dick to completion with just a few pulls.
Kala climbed off Rajan's face and Rajan took a deep breath, craning his neck to the side to test what moves he could make. Wolfgang pulled out of him and Rajan felt the come flow out of his hole and onto the sheets below him. His own cock sat limp and sensitive, but Wolfgang still put his lips on it to clean the come off it.
"Happy birthday to me," he mumbled before both of his lovers burst into laughter.
Kala lied down next to him, playing with his nipple, and Wolfgang did the same on his other side, kissing his shoulder, his neck, the side of his face.
Rajan had the distinct feeling that the celebration had just started.