Pushing the Limit -Book 2 - 10. Chapter 10

It was still early the next morning when Sinclair woke up in an unfamiliar bed. It took his brain a moment to remember where he was. His back was pressed up against another hard body behind him and in front of him was a sandy blond head facing away. He smiled. Last night was totally unexpected. Sinclair felt as if something clicked into place.

The strong arms around him shifted and pulled him closer. Damn, this felt so good. Could he do this? Could he let go of all the doubts about himself that had plagued him since that fateful day that ended his gymnastics career? Sincalir had never admitted to anyone just how really devastated he had been when his whole world had come to a screeching halt. His father had undermined his self confidence and he still had issues trusting himself, let alone anyone else. He had battled with anxiety and frequent panic attacks for a while, before being put on medication for a while. Thankfully he hadn’t needed any medication for several years now.

The arm that was on top of him reached out and pulled David’s body closer as well. A low growly sound came from the man. Sinclair guessed he wasn’t a morning person.

David stretched and then rolled over, his blue eyes catching Sinclair’s own hazel ones. A sleepy smile crossed the man’s face before the eyes closed again, trying to hang on to the last remnants of sleep. Definitely not a morning person.

Sinclair was very much aware of TC’s morning wood pressed against him. They had all gone to bed naked and it wasn’t possible to hide anything. His own morning wood was trying to do a meet and greet with David’s. There wasn’t anything he could do about it either unless TC decided to lift the moratorium on sex. It seemed rather unlikely.

“C’mon, Sin. Let’s let Mr. Grumpy have a few minutes to wake up. We can get breakfast started. I need coffee.” TC said.

“Bacon” declared a mumbly David.

Sinclair felt a cool breeze as the covers on TC’s side of the bed were thrown back. He waited for TC to use the bathroom before he started to get out of bed. David stopped him and pulled him in for a quick kiss and then said “I like my bacon crispy.” and gave him a wink.

Sinclair smiled at him as he got out of bed and headed into the bathroom to take care of his bladder. After washing his hands he wondered if he should put his clothes on. Naked bacon cooking was a disaster waiting to happen. He decided to let TC make that decision.

TC was in the kitchen and he had thrown on a pair of shorts. He looked up when Sinclair showed up and seeing him naked he smiled. As he pulled open the door to the refrigerator TC said “Go put your shorts on. Can’t be having bacon grease splattering in the wrong places.”

Sinclair went back to the bedroom to grab his boxers and shorts. David had fallen back into a light slumber and was softly snoring. Sinclair thought he looked cute. He buttoned up his shorts and went back to the kitchen. TC had taken a pound of bacon out and he had two griddles plugged in on the kitchen island.

“You can cook bacon, yes?” TC asked.

“Yes Sir.” Sinclair answered.

“Good. You handle that while I make some French Toast.” TC told him.

Sinclair got to work and he carefully placed some bacon on the griddle. They worked side by side, discussing life in general while they cooked. When he was about halfway through with the bacon he asked TC “So, how do things work with you and David’s kids?”

TC smiled. “David’s kids are amazing. He is a wonderful father. I don’t have anything to do with raising them however. That’s all David and Renee, and to some extent Mike. I respect them and they in turn respect me. I really don’t have a specific role.”

“Bullshit.”

Sinclair turned and saw David stroll into the kitchen and head straight for the coffee. He had thrown on a pair of shorts, which hung low on his hips, but no shirt. Sinclair watched as he poured a cup and then added just a little bit of vanilla creamer. He had already noticed that TC preferred his black with one small spoonful of sugar.

“Don’t let him fool you. TC is a big influence on both my kids. He’s taught Owen about boating and he brought Lyssa along when he was looking at houses so she could learn about the process. They look up to him.” David declared as he took his first sip of morning nirvana.

TC smiled and flipped over the bread that was soaked in egg mixture. Sinclair smelled apples and realized that TC was cooking some kind of apple concoction at the same time.

David busied himself setting the table and Sinclair focused back on the bacon, careful to stay back out of the reach of any splatters. As the strips got nice and crispy he placed them on some paper towels. He also belonged to the crispy bacon fan club, although he didn’t eat it very often.

The bacon was done at the same time TC finished up with a big plate of French toast. The apples that Sinclair smelled were from an apple walnut compote that TC had simmering. David topped off everyone’s coffee as they sat at the table.

“Do you like apples and walnuts Sinclair?” TC asked.

“Yes Sir.” he answered with a smile.TC put three pieces of the bread on his plate and then dropped a big spoonful of the apple mixture on top. He added some bacon and handed the plate to Sinclair.

Sinclair picked up his knife and fork automatically and started to cut. TC and David both cleared their throats. Oh damn. He should have waited.

He put down his knife and fork and hung his head. “I’m sorry Sirs.” he said.

“You are sorry for what Sinclair?” TC asked gently.

“I should have waited for both of you to start eating before I did.” he answered.

“That’s right, thank you for realizing what you did. Part of your submission will be to defer to me and David. You’ll need to remember to wait in situations such as this, especially when we are here or at David’s house. If we go out somewhere with other people, it will be different. You’ll learn that things that we will see as submissive, others will see as you being polite.” TC explained.

“We’re all learning here Sinclair. We don’t expect you to be perfect, just willing to learn. It’s going to take awhile and we all need to learn to be patient.” added David.

“Go ahead and eat Sinclair, before it gets cold. We’ll have a lesson on patience later.” TC replied.

Sinclair still waited until both TC and David had taken their first mouthful of food. He speared a piece of French toast with a bit of warm apple. Damn, that was good.

They all enjoyed their breakfast and spent a good chunk of time getting to know each other some more. TC questioned Sinclair about his daily routine, wanting to know more about the person who intrigued both him and David. They learned that Sinclair in general was an early riser. He had to be as he usually started work early, except on Fridays during football season. Sinclair told them that after work he usually went to the gym for a couple of hours unless he was teaching at the Y, which right now was only on Wednesday nights for the summer. Once school started in a couple of weeks then he would do two classes on Wednesdays and one on Thursdays.

When David asked him about his family, Sinclair was quiet for a moment and then remembering that he had promised to be honest he said “Well, you already know that I don’t talk to my father anymore, but I usually call my mom every couple of weeks. She’s finally thinking of leaving him. I hope so. He doesn’t make her happy anymore.”

“What about siblings? It sounds like you're an only child.” TC commented.

“Yeah, no brothers or sisters. At least that I know of. My mom had two miscarriages after I was born and then stopped trying. I think by then my parents were drifting apart anyway, not that they were really ever in love or anything. I don’t really remember my father showing any affection toward my mom. They were kind of just living together by the time I was old enough to notice stuff like that, and by then I was focused more on my gymnastics. My mom just got stuck in a rut. Living with my father was familiar and together they could maintain the standard of living that she was used to. I’m pretty sure she now realizes that there’s more to life out there for her.” Sinclair stated.

“I hope your mom finds a new measure of happiness. It’s too bad that it’s taken so long. How old is your mom?” asked TC.

“She’s only fifty-three. She was eighteen when she got pregnant, nineteen when she had me. I’m pretty sure that’s why my father never really supported anything that I did. He was twenty-four when I was born and was supposed to be going to grad school for his doctorate. Instead he found a job in a research lab and married my mom. I’m guessing that he probably resented me a bit for ruining his plans. My mom too. I just wish he hadn’t been such an ass about it.” Sinclair commented.

“Family dynamics suck sometimes. Let’s clean up and I’ll tell you more about growing up with the Overlord and his minion.” TC said as he started to gather the dirty dishes. Together the three of them got the kitchen cleaned up while TC told Sinclair about his mom and dad and how they had finally mellowed out now that his dad had fully retired.

When they were finished Sinclair noticed a sly look that passed between TC and David. He wondered for a moment until TC spoke, saying “It’s time for that lesson in patience now Sin.” Strip down to your underwear and I want you to kneel on the deck outside in the shade. Not one word either, unless you’re spoken to directly. Understand?”

Sinclair nodded and pulled off his shorts, leaving his boxers on. He went out the sliding glass door and noticed a large black trash bag on the deck in the shade. He knelt next to it and waited. The wood deck was hot, but not hot enough to burn. It was already in the upper 80’s and it was only ten-thirty. The humidity had to be at least seventy percent, the air was swampy and tropical. He soon could feel beads of sweat forming all over his skin. He could feel eyes watching him and could see TC and David from the corner of his eye standing just inside the lanai door watching him.

It was at least another ten minutes before he heard the sliding glass door open and TC stood before him. He kept his eyes down and listened as TC pulled the garbage bag close and untying it he instructed “Look at me Sin.” Sin raised his eyes and listened as TC explained “I want you to undo these knots.” Sinclair watched as the bag was emptied in front of him. A massive jumble of ropes of all sizes and colors was now in a pile in front of him. Yep, this was most certainly going to take a lot of patience.

Sinclair leaned back on his heels and got started silently, TC and David sat in the shade to watch and to talk quietly. Each time he managed to unravel a segment of rope they would both praise him. Occasionally either TC or David would bring him some water. The sweat was now running in rivers down his back. He tried to concentrate on the task in front of him, mostly successful. He found his mind wandering, wondering why he was even doing this. He could be patient, why did he need a lesson? The sun made its way across the deck and TC had him move farther back into the shade. He was truly grateful that he didn’t have the hot sun beating down on him. The hard wood of the deck was uncomfortable, but he pushed it back and concentrated on the tangled mess before him. Each time TC asked him how he was doing he always answered with a softly spoken “Green, Sir”. After what felt like an hour or so he was down to a jumbled mess a little smaller than a beach ball. He was getting frustrated with it. No matter what he tried he couldn’t loosen any of it.

His frustration built and the next time TC asked how he was doing he huffed “Yellow, Sir.”

TC came over and took the ball of knotted rope from him. He took his hand and motioned for him to get up. Sinclair could feel the stiffness that had crept into his muscles. TC led him over to where he had been sitting and sat down, pulling Sinclair’s sweaty body down onto his lap.

“I think he needs a break. What about you David?” TC asked.

“Yeah, he looks like he could use a breather.” David replied.

“Well, that just leaves a little problem. Who’s going to finish unravelling the ropes?” TC mused, quirking one eyebrow and keeping his eyes locked on David, a sly little smile flirting around his lips. Sinclair watched as there seemed to be a whole lot of unspoken teasing going on, especially from TC. They had explained to him that they were both still trying to figure out the new dynamic between the two of them. David had just spent the better part of an hour watching him work to unravel the ropes at his and TC’s bidding. It now looked like TC was teasing David’s submissive side and Sinclair thought it was probably the first time he had done so, since David returned from Europe.

David looked for all intents and purposes like he was trying to solve the world’s problems. He silently got up, winked at both of them and went over to kneel in the spot that Sinclair had just vacated. He had a light sheen of sweat glistening along his torso and Sinclair felt TC’s dick move beneath him. His own started to pay attention as well. TC was slowly running his hands up and down Sinclair’s back, the sensation and the sight of David made him shiver despite the heat and sweat that clung to him

David worked on the knotted ball for about ten minutes until at last he managed to loosen just the right knot. Triumphantly he unravelled about three-quarters of it before getting stuck once more. Sinclair felt a sudden stab of jealousy and just a hint of self doubt. He should have been the one to do that. He knew he needed to do something. He had started the project and now he felt an overwhelming urge to finish it. He wanted to make TC and David proud of him.

Turning to face TC he asked softly “May I help him finish Sir?”

TC smiled and then addressed David. “Agori, good work, now let’s watch Sin finish what he started.”

David nodded and went back to sit in the chair he was in before, stopping to give both TC and Sinclair a quick kiss, making sure to nip TC’s lower lip in the process. He threw a beach towel over the cushion to keep his sweaty back from sticking to it. Sinclair went back to his spot and knelt once more. The tangled web of rope was much smaller. He looked it over and concentrated on a red rope that seemed to have woven itself through two other ropes, one white, the other yellow. He pulled and wiggled one section and about five minutes later the white knot loosened, letting a length of red rope slide through and then he was holding three separate pieces.

He looked up, smiling brightly and saw TC and David both looking pleased. They were pleased with him and his accomplishment and realizing that caused a warmth to roll through him that had nothing to with the heat of the day.

David stood up and came over to him, pulling him up into a hot sweaty hug. “Good Sin, you were so good.” he praised.

TC wrapped his arms around both of them and added “Yes Sin, I’m proud of you for finishing what you started. Let’s go inside and get cooled off.”

Once they were inside TC gave Sinclair a cold bottle of water and then turned to David and said “Why don’t you go take care of Sin. Help him get cleaned up while I fix us a snack.”

Sinclair let himself be led down the hall to TC’s bathroom where David turned on the water and gave him a gentle push. The water was cool, but not cold.

The cool liquid felt good on Sinclair’s skin. David was smiling as he grabbed a clean washcloth and used it to lather him up. Sinclair enjoyed the smooth glide of the soapy cloth as it erased the sweat from him. He hummed as David’s fingers gently massaged his scalp as he washed the auburn locks.

“So, what are your thoughts so far Sinclair?” David asked him as he tilted his head back to rinse the suds off.

Sinclair couldn’t help but smile as he replied, “Honestly it feels good. It’s a little scary too. But, it feels right somehow. I’m happy that I went with my gut.”

David started to wash himself and Sinclair thought about asking, but he hesitated. David of course saw the hesitation and called him out. “What is it Sin? I can see that you want to say something.”

Sinclair dropped his eyes and asked “Is it alright if I wash you? I don't want to make TC mad if we do something without him.”

David put his fingers under his chin and made Sinclair look up at him. “Listen carefully Sin, TC and I have discussed this and he will tell you himself, there will be many times when we’re not altogether. There will be times when you’re with him and not me and vice versa. There’s probably going to be times when it’s just me and TC. No matter what, it’s OK for things to happen even if it's just two of us together. There can’t be any jealousy. It won’t work if there is. Right now TC and I are working it out. We’ve decided not to bring sex into yet because we fucked it up so badly last year. It nearly broke both of us. Today’s lesson was patience and you were wonderful. Now you just have to be patient with us while we get our shit together. OK?”

Sinclair nodded and then gave David an impish grin and said “So it’s OK if I wash you then?”

David merely handed him the fresh washcloth and gave him a quick kiss.

Sinclair took his time, running his hands over the firm flesh beneath his hands. At some point he dropped the washcloth and let his bare hands explore. David’s cock was full mast and Sinclair couldn’t help but stroke it. David allowed it for maybe thirty seconds before pulling his hands away. Sinclair stopped and let David rinse off the soap. He had to pull David’s head down in order to gently rub in the shampoo because of the difference in height. He’d probably need a ladder to wash TC. He took note of how David hummed his approval when Sinclair gently massaged his scalp with the pads of his fingers.

When David finished rinsing all of the soap off his body he pulled Sinclair close. Sinclair rested his forehead in the middle of David’s chest, their height difference starkly apparent. David kneaded his back muscles for a minute, gently easing the tension that had built up while he was kneeling, unravelling the ropes. Then without warning, he delivered a sharp smack with his hand onto Sin’s ass, causing him to jump. He blushed when he saw that David’s attention was focused on his cock which had just filled out even more.

David smiled and winked at him as he shut off the water and reached for two towels, handing one to Sinclair. “We’d better get a move on before TC eats all the food.”

David dried off and pulled two pairs of gym shorts out from TC’s closet and tossed one to Sinclair. Sinclair was grateful as the shorts he had worn yesterday really needed to be washed. He pulled them on and they were long on him, stopping a couple of inches below his knees. When he looked in the mirror he saw that the butt pulled tighter than the pair that David had on. He had always been well stocked in that area. Short and stocky was how one of his coaches once described him. There wasn’t much he could do about it, it was just how he was built.

Back in the kitchen TC had made a few different wraps. Sinclair waited for them to choose what they wanted first before taking a half of a turkey and cheddar one. TC shook some Sun Chips onto his plate and handed the bag to David who did the same before it came Sinclair’s way.

“So what would you like to do for the rest of the afternoon?” TC asked. Sinclair looked over at David, silently letting him know he could speak first. David however said “What would you like Sin?”

Sin knew exactly what he wanted, but Sinclair knew it wasn’t possible. It was too hot do do much of anything outdoors so he suggested “Can we go see ‘Guardians of the Galaxy?’”

TC swallowed the bite of food he had just chewed and agreed, “I think that’s a good idea. I haven’t been to the movies in forever.”

“Me neither.” David chimed in. He picked up his phone and pulled up the movie times. There was a showing at four-ten so he bought three seats for that show. The theater on Main Street had reclining seats and it was easier to get them online rather than trying to choose when they got there. If they were hungry afterwards, there were plenty of restaurants in the area where they could grab a bite.

It was only one-thirty so they had a few hours to kill. Sinclair helped David clean up the kitchen. TC lounged on the couch with his laptop and David joined him, tucking his legs up underneath him on the other end. Sinclair wasn’t sure where he should be and just stood there kind of awkwardly until TC said “Sit on the floor or in between us Sin, make yourself comfortable near me or David, I want one of us to be able to touch you.”

Sinclair sat down with his back against the couch in front of TC. TC hummed his approval and handed him his phone which he had left on the counter. Sinclair thanked him and scrolled through some emails and played around for a bit. Occasionally he felt TC stroke his hair, or run his fingers softly along the nape of his neck. He was starting to figure out that touch was important to the man.

At three-thirty they got ready to go and left at three forty-five. The movie theater was only a five minute drive so they still had ten minutes to spare when they took their seats. He sat between TC and David. They had decided to skip the popcorn and candy, none of them were in the mood for junk food. TC reached over and took his left hand and a minute later David took his right. The lights dimmed and the trailers started. Two hot guys and an action packed movie with plenty of eye candy, what’s not to like? Sinclair was quite happy.

When the movie ended they decided to stop for pizza. TC was pleased when Sinclair told him he liked pretty much anything on his pizza, although he usually tried to stay away from the greasy meats like pepperoni and sausage. TC ordered an extra large pie with ham, spinach, black olives and mushrooms. Sinclair noticed that David picked off the mushrooms from his pieces.

The weekend was coming to an end and Sinclair really didn’t want it to, but he knew he had to follow TC and David’s directive and take things slow.

TC addressed Sinclair as they enjoyed dinner. “So, how do you think the weekend went, Sin?”

“I don’t really want it to end.” he answered truthfully.

“Mmm, I think David and I both agree with you. However, we all need to be patient. So, what I would like from you this week is for you to call me every night. If you want to text during the day, that’s fine too. I think David would also like to be included in the texts, and most likely a phone call to him would be good too.”

David nodded his agreement, his mouth full of pizza.

“You also need to give us the information about your performance next weekend. Am I right to assume that there’s going to be some sort of wrap party?” TC asked.

“Yes, Sir, the cast is planning a get together at Pinto’s house after Saturday night’s performance.” Sinclair told them.

TC continued, “OK, since this has been planned already we’ll have to skip you staying here next Saturday. But Sin, you’re not to overdo it with alcohol or anything else. We need to know that you’ll be safe. I’d also like you to plan on spending Sunday with us if you don’t have any other plans. I just don’t want to let a whole weekend go by without seeing you. Do you still have Mondays off?”

Sinclair nodded and then when TC frowned he spoke up “Yes, Sir.”

“Good, then I’d like you to plan on spending Sunday night here. David and I can probably go into work a little later on Monday. You’ll also need to let us know if there are any other events on your calendar that we will need to accommodate. Are you OK with all of this?” TC asked.

“Yes Sir,” he replied.

“Good. David can you think of anything else?” TC asked the other man.

David got a mischievous glint in his eye and replied “I can think of a lot of things, but you want us to take things slow. So, nope, I have nothing to add.”

Sinclair did his best not to smile, but he couldn’t help it. David liked to tease TC, he was discovering and TC seemed to allow it from him. Sinclair still wasn’t sure where he stood with both of them so he tried to stay as quiet as possible. It was hard though when David was being a wiseass.

TC took care of paying the bill and the short ride back to his house was quiet. David led Sinclair inside and Sinclair gathered up his phone and keys which he had left there. It wasn’t really late, but he had been planning on getting up early to work out and then going into work for a few hours as he was taking a half day off on Friday to help Pinto get ready for the last few shows.

TC and David followed him out to his car and David pulled him in first for a warm hug. He loved how his head fit so well into the taller man’s shoulder. David tipped his head up to kiss him goodnight. Wow, he was an amazing kisser.

David passed Sinclair to TC when the kiss ended. TC enfolded him in his arms and Sinclair felt so comfortable. He really didn’t want to let go. When TC leaned down to kiss him he had to shift up onto his toes. Damn, sometimes he hated being short.

TC was also an amazing kisser. How the hell did he get so lucky? Reluctantly, TC let him go and Sinclair got into his car. He backed out of the drive slowly, aware that both men were still watching him.

As he drove home he took the time to replay the weekend’s events and tried to analyse too much. He kept second guessing himself and how he behaved. He really wanted to make boh men happy. He just hoped that he could be enough for them.

The thing that Sinclair missed most about his gymnastics was the routine and sheer discipline it took to keep himself at peak performance. When he was competing he had a coach telling him what to do, how to work out, how to improve. He had a nutritionist who told him what to eat and how to prepare food for himself if he needed to. He had professors telling him what to focus on in his studies so that he could manage his course load and gymnastics. He had to learn to focus his concentration on how his body moved, letting his muscles memorize the actions it needed to twist and flip. He had to learn to force himself to deal with the daily pain that pushing his body so hard exacted, past all of the aches and strains that constant training created.

He missed all of it. This life that TC and David seemed to want, it would be a dream come true for him. He had done gymnastics to please his coaches, not just himself. Now he wanted to please TC and David and do things that he knew would make them happy. He chewed on his bottom lip as he parked in his spot at his apartment complex. He needed to stop worrying so much. It wouldn’t do him any good and it just might scare the guys away. That was something he definitely did not want.

Sinclair unlocked his door and shut it softly behind him, reengaging the lock. He tossed his keys on the table near the door. His apartment was small, just a one bedroom, one bath with an open living room and kitchen. It was all he needed. Or was it?

He had a feeling he was going to need the two men that he had just left in ways he had never dreamed of. Going into the bathroom he brushed his teeth and got ready for bed. He wanted to get up at five so he could work out for a couple of hours before heading into work. The new school year was starting and he had to get a head start on the student profiles that needed to be taken care of. There was a meeting with the football coaching staff later in the week and he wanted to be prepared.

Sinclair undressed all the way and slid under the covers naked. Plugging in his phone to charge, he quickly typed out a text letting TC and David know he made it home and was going to bed. After receiving immediate responses from both of them wishing him good night, he laid back on his pillow. It took a while for his brain to settle down enough for him to drift off to sleep, eventually leading him to happy dreams.