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EPILOGUE
TWO MONTHS LATER
Jensen has no reason to watch porn anymore. What’s the point when real-life scenes like this play out right in front of him?
Jared and Tahmoh are dancing lightly around one another in the middle of the ring, their thickly wrapped hands raised as they advance and swipe at each other. Both men are wearing shorts to show off their toned legs—Jared’s are leaner, and Tahmoh’s might never lose the definition gained during years of grueling workouts—and t-shirts that bear the sweat of their high intensity workouts. In other words, they’re perfectly dressed to torture Jensen.
Their gym had added training rings like this for boxing and mixed martial arts use almost a month ago, and Jensen’s boyfriends have been taking full advantage ever since.
Boyfriends. The word sounds better than Jensen thought it could. Changing one letter made all the difference.
“Come on, Jay,” Tahmoh laughs when Jared tries and fails to grab him by the shoulder, “I don’t have all day.”
Back when they were first dating, Jensen learned how Tahmoh trained in muay thai during his days on the Canadian National Swim Team as a way to stay fit when he wasn’t in the pool. Once Jared made the same discovery, he was eager to put his own rusty martial arts skills from high school to the test. Jensen has a feeling Tahmoh’s taking it easy on their boyfriend. Watching them spar—dodging and ducking, grappling and groping—does things to Jensen. He literally swells with pride, a fact he tries to hide by squeezing his legs together while he sits on the bench. Somehow, he doesn’t think his interest goes unnoticed by the men in the ring.
“Sure you don’t want to jump in here, Jen?” Jared asks, jumping out of the way when Tahmoh tries to kick his legs out from under him. “It’s a good way to get your heart-rate up.”
“Trust me, I’m good,” Jensen calls back. He enjoys watching, but as far as exercise goes, he’ll stick to running and the occasional gym circuit.
A few months ago, Jensen suffered a spell of self-consciousness when he compared his body to Jared and Tahmoh’s. They ate better than he did (with the exception of Jared’s candy addiction and Tahmoh’s tendency to sneak extra bites of cheese when he thought no one was looking) and they certainly spent more time at the gym. His boyfriends had quickly, and thoroughly shown Jensen the error of his thoughts, spending hours worshiping his body and telling him everything they loved about it. Jared, in particular, loves his softer core. He’d kissed Jensen’s stomach over and over again until Jensen believed him. Tahmoh had watched, his hand warm and solid over Jensen’s belly, while Jared fucked all thoughts of inadequacy out of his system.
“What do I get when I kick your ass?” Jared asks breathlessly, managing to gain the upper hand over Tahmoh, who uses their positions to whisper something in his ear. Jared’s filthy smile, coupled with the way his eyes unerringly find Jensen’s, means he’s in for a treat tonight.
Over the last two months, Jared has gained confidence in bed. He holds his own now, often the most enthusiastic among the three of them. Though he’s still learning his likes and dislikes, it’s fascinating to watch his mind unlock hidden desires. Jensen and Tahmoh happily bear the burden of his self-discovery, whether it’s submitting to long, slow blowjobs when Jared finally admitted he wanted to try, or demonstrating to him that rimming really did feel as good as everyone claimed.
With a move too fast for Jensen to decipher, Tahmoh flips Jared down onto his back and pins him there. The manner in which Jared arches and strains against Tahmoh’s hold is ridiculously obscene. Jensen can easily imagine the same scenario playing out in their bed.
“Maybe you ought to be thinking about what I get when I win,” Tahmoh says, flashing a smile before letting Jared up. Jensen meets his heated gaze, licking his lips when he sees the way the sweat covers the back of Tahmoh’s neck.
Tahmoh completes them, absorbs the intensity when Jared and Jensen fall too hard into one another: a desperation born from years of unresolved sexual tension. He can’t always hide the faraway look in his eyes, or the way his touch borders on possessive when there’s no need. There’s a part of him that continues to be afraid that Jared and Jensen don’t need him, just like Jensen knows that Tahmoh would walk away if they told him to.
Jared and Jensen would rather see the sky fall.
The longer the fight goes on, the more impatient Jensen becomes. He checks his phone for the tenth time, eager to get home and break in the new bed they bought. It was delivered to Jensen’s house yesterday, the obvious choice because that’s where they spend most of their time; it’s where they came together and it’s where they want to stay. The three of them don’t live together yet—it’s too soon and they’re still not sure how they’d manage to explain the arrangement—but that has its advantages, too.
By keeping their own places for the time being, they’ve been able to date in a way that wasn’t possible when their relationship began. Learning each other for who they are within the threesome brings new insights, fresh opportunities to fall in love all over again.
“We might need to call this one a draw,” Jensen hears Tahmoh say. “Looks like Jen’s about to ditch us.”
Jared approaches the edge of the ring, taking a deep breath. “He’s thinking about the new bed.”
“You’re not?” Tahmoh asks.
Jared shakes his head and smiles. “I was trying not to.”
Jensen growls when he says, “Are you gonna stand there talking about it all night, or are you planning to hit the showers?”
Jared and Tahmoh help each other out of the ring. Jensen sighs and wills his body to control itself. Fat chance of that happening. He can practically smell the sweat and the arousal pouring off of his boyfriends.
“Showers, definitely,” Tahmoh says, clearly picking up on Jensen’s need.
“Just a quick one,” Jared adds.
Then they’re brushing past Jensen on their way to the locker room, reaching out as they pass. Tahmoh’s fingers slide over Jensen’s wrist; Jared’s hand drags lightly over Jensen’s stomach. Hardly enough to satisfy, but Jensen has learned to be patient.
With these two men, he knows they’re worth the wait.
FIN.
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yanyannThank you ALL for reading. Especially this year when I know the pairing might've scared a few of you. The fact that you read this means a lot to me, and I welcome all feedback - long or short! Even a ♥ to let me know that I wasn't crazy devoting months of my life to a threesome I wasn't sure anyone wanted. Regardless, I'm proud of this story and the way I wrote it. Again, it's my personal interpretation of a threesome relationship, nothing more, but I love each of these characters for what they brought to the story.
♥ ♥ ♥
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There was something in this story that most three-somes don't seem to be able to show, or make believable--a total mutual love and *respect* for one another. I liked how deliberately, and so thoughtfully, they came together. I appreciate that you took the time to let us get to know each character, and really get to like them. I felt so sorry for Jared so many times, and totally understood why he pulled away like he did, I loved that Jensen did his best to yank him back, and how completely Tahmoh agreed with Jensen. I didn't even need to know they wanted each other, it was beautiful just from a friendship point of view and yes, friendships like that do exist.
Thank you for writing this, it was a breath of fresh air, lovely the way they cared so much for each other. You have every right to be proud of this, it's really quite amazing.
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Thanks for writing and sharing!
<3
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I liked how you told their story and how hard it was for the three of them to come to terms with how they felt about being in love with each other, two people being in love is hard but having a third person added to that is even harder.
Loved Tahmoh, Jensen and Jared in this, they really complimented each other, so thank you for that.
The love scenes between them was scorching to boot.
Thanks for sharing this lovely story.
*hugs*
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So, I don't know much about Tahmoh, you could say I know nothing about him except for his role in BSG and SPN, and that he's very good looking but I had never thought I'd read fics with him as a character. Well, thank you for showing me the way lol
No, but really, I really like threesome and polyamory fics but for some reason I grew tired of JDM as the third one (please don't tell
I really like that every character had its place in the fic, it wasn't the couple + the third one added to it, and even though we sometimes don't see much of Jared at some point in the fic, he's always present in some way, because Jensen is thinking of him or because Tahmoh brought him up. It's really well done, just the right amount of angst and the sex is really, really hot :D
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How lucky they are to have two people who love them so much.
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Darling, I love this story! Of course because it was started for me :DDDD but also because you have a great way with language. I'm sure I've told you this plenty of times, but really, certain turns of phrase and pacing of the writing is really magical and definitely has the
Tahmoh was beautiful in this. I just really LOVED the characterization and how he worked alongside Jensen. I felt so warm and entranced by their love story that at times, I was fine with them just being them ... and yet on the other hand, I was so captivated by Jared's role, especially with Jensen. The tension you created between the two friends was magnificent and I was so torn between delicious infidelity and the opportunity for TWU WUV, versus the deceit against Tahmoh and their relationships. Such a great line you traversed throughout here that had me rooting for a number of different set ups between them ... which of course lies heavily on the title ANAGRAM :DDDD
Well done, dear! I'm sooooooooo glad you saw it through to the end and gave us another great, detailed, layered story <333
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I love poly relationships and this very real and thoughtful depiction of it even more. Not a caricature for the sake of hot sex but a well crafted relationship. The only downside to this story is that it gave me a raging case of bookhangover. I don't want to leave this universe!
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Oh, and let's not forget how completely fucking hot this whole fic was! Awesome job, thanks for sharing.
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