Closer Than Brothers

Author's note: Ok, I started off writing a fairly straightforward threesome, but then Nick went and grabbed Jarrod’s… well, those Barkley boys had the audacity to change the direction of my story!

So chapter 1 is a relatively(!) straight het. M/M/F with an element of slash, chapter 2 is all slash/incest

This story is set a few years before the start of the series.


Chapter 1 Don’t Forget To Share


“I’m sorry it was only us for dinner. I know how much Mother and Audra were looking forward to meeting you after all the help you were at the orphanage.”

Autumn Turner was not a typical dinner guest at the Barkley home. The madam of Stockton’s most exclusive bordello, Autumn wasn’t usually found gracing the parlours of Stockton’s finest houses. But her unselfish acts in helping take care of the children at the orphanage during the recent smallpox outbreak had earned her the gratitude of all the civic-minded Barkleys, hence dinner and drinks at the Barkley mansion.

Autumn smiled as Jarrod poured the after dinner refreshments. “Being stranded in Denver because of snow is not something that one can predict. Thank you, Jarrod,” she said with a dazzling smile as he handed her the brandy, followed by one for Nick.

“Well, all I can say is I’m glad we weren’t denied the pleasure of your company tonight, Autumn,” Nick told her. “Much as I like my brother, he’s nowhere as good-looking as you.” He gave Jarrod an insolent grin, making the lawyer roll his eyes.

Jarrod moved to sit in one of the library’s comfortable armchairs. “So what’s your pleasure, Miss Turner?” he asked. “Billiards? Chess? And don’t say you want to call an early night, since I think it’s planning to rain.” As if on cue, a distant rumble of thunder could be heard.

“Surely you’re not thinking of having me spend the night alone with the two of you?” Autumn asked in mock dismay. “Whatever would people think?” She gave one brother, then the other a boldly sensual look.

“And surely you’re not thinking of having one of us drive you back to town during a storm?” Nick countered with a rakish smile of his own. “Besides, I’m not sure if it’s your reputation or ours that we should be worried about.”

Autumn laughed and strolled over to the pool table, picking up one of the balls and turned it over slowly in her hand before rolling it across the felt surface with a flick of her wrist. “I wouldn’t want either of you gentlemen to feel left out,” she said in response to Jarrod’s earlier question. “So I think I’ll choose billiards.” Autumn gave a slow, seductive smile. “Something about playing with balls and pool cues just…” She shrugged, well aware of the effect her words had on the two virile men, then swirled the liquor around in her glass before draining it. “But a refill first.”

Sashaying across the room to the drinks, Autumn tripped and almost fell, only to be caught by the strong arms of Jarrod and ending up in his lap.

“Are you all right?” the dark haired barrister asked, not at all displeased with the lapful of curvaceous blonde but still concerned.

Autumn made no move to extract herself from his embrace. “Oh, I could think of worse things that have happened to me,” she murmured, nestling further against his chest, her hand sliding across his stomach to rest on his groin. Jarrod inhaled sharply.

“I did mean, did you hurt yourself?” he clarified, not making any attempt to remove her hand.

Autumn winced as she moved her foot. “I think I twisted my ankle.”

Nick put down his drink and came over to kneel in front of her. “Let’s have a look.” He carefully removed her shoe and ran his hand over her foot. “Does this hurt?”

“No,” she said, “maybe it was more my knee.” Nick looked up and caught the fire in her blue eyes, then glanced to his brother. Jarrod just raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly.

“I think you should check out the rest of the lady’s leg, Nick,” he advised with a devilish look as Autumn pressed against the bulge growing in his pants, Jarrod’s own hand sliding up to caress the creamy skin showing at the top of her décolletage.

“Wouldn’t dream of not checking things out thoroughly,” Nick assured, not at all displeased with the turn the events of the evening were taking. Not usually one to share, the idea of having the gorgeous blonde at the same time as his older brother was more arousing than Nick cared to admit. He slid his hand up the shapely leg, stopping at the mentioned knee. “Not finding anything wrong here, maybe I need to try a little higher.” Nick’s hand moved further under her skirt, not terribly surprised to find Autumn’s drawers cut scandalously high. “Everything seems fine,” he told her, stopping when he reached the lace edging of her undergarments.

“Thank you, Nick, for making sure.” Autumn leaned over and kissed him full on the mouth, parting her lips for his tongue to gain entrance, her movement causing his hand to go even higher along her inner thigh. She broke off the kiss slowly, turning to Jarrod. “And thank you, Jarrod, for catching me before I fell.”

“My pleasure,” he murmured as her lips captured his, her intensity and his desire obvious.

Suddenly, another loud clap of thunder followed by a bright flash of lightning made all three of them jump.

“I guess I will be spending the night,” Autumn stated as heavy rain began to pelt the glass of the French doors. She gave each man a sultry look. “So where will I be sleeping?”

Jarrod exchanged a glance with Nick. On occasion, he’d arranged for the company of two lovely women at the same time in establishments in San Francisco that catered to such things, but he’d never thought of sharing a lady’s attentions with another man and the idea of doing so with Nick turned him on in a way he’d never dreamed. At Nick’s slight nod, Jarrod stood, Autumn still in his arms.

“Well, Nick has the bigger room,” he said, “and the bigger bed. But are you sure sleeping is what you have in mind?” He gave her a provocative smile, blue eyes sparking with lust. “You did say you wanted to do something all three of us can play.”

“And I take it you have some ideas to that effect?”

“Oh, big brother Jarrod here is always full of ideas,” Nick told her, hazel eyes dark with desire. “And he’s right, my room does have the bigger bed.”

When Jarrod deposited her on the promised bed, Autumn looked at her surroundings in appreciation before turning her attention back to the two devastatingly handsome Barkley brothers. She licked her lips slowly in anticipation and patted the mattress beside her, Nick taking the invitation to sit. He kissed the back of her neck, hands going to the buttons at the back of her dress. Jarrod knelt down in front of her and as Nick undid her bodice, the lawyer slid the fabric down, exposing first her shoulders then the creamy swell of her breasts pushed up above her corset.

Autumn leaned back, resting her head on Nick’s shoulder as his lips kissed and nipped at her shoulders and his hands wandered down to rest on her waist. Jarrod’s hands travelled back up to fondle the soft mounds before unhooking the lace-covered undergarment, exposing her breasts further to his talented fingers. Through the thin silk of her chemise, Jarrod felt her nipples harden with desire and he pinched and twisted them gently, eliciting a moan. Sliding his hands back down, Jarrod pulled at the waist of her skirt and petticoats, Nick helping by undoing the laces so his older brother could remove them, letting Autumn’s skirts puddle on the floor by her feet.

Nick’s hands took the place of Jarrod’s, taking off her chemise before continuing to knead the full breasts. Autumn turned her head and Nick’s mouth took possession of hers, his tongue plunging inside. Resting a hand on her thigh, Jarrod watched the passionate embrace for a moment, his other hand reaching to free the erection threatening to burst the seam of his pants, pushing them over his hips and stroking himself a few times to further heighten the desire the display in front of him engendered. His gaze then travelled down, lighting on the fluffy hair peeking out from the split seam of Autumn’s drawers. A natural blonde after all, was his first thought, his next thought was of what those curls concealed.

Releasing his shaft, Jarrod knelt down further between Autumn’s thighs and pushed them apart, moving in to let his tongue find her soft folds. He buried his face in her warmth, licking and sucking, the moans he heard only encouraging him.

-

Nick felt Autumn stiffen, then a low moan escaped as his tongue continued to assault hers. He pulled away slowly, continuing to play with his double handful of female flesh as he watched his usually proper older brother, captivated as Jarrod continued to pleasure Autumn with his mouth. Autumn tossed her head back, blonde tresses brushing Nick’s shoulder, her fingers reaching down to lace themselves in Jarrod’s dark hair. Nick could tell from the look of rapture on her face that the blonde was deriving a great deal of delight from his brother’s actions and Jarrod was obviously enjoying himself as well.

Slipping off the bed, sure neither of them would notice, Nick divested himself of his clothing. His manhood swelled in anticipation as he continued to watch and he sat back on the edge of the bed, grasping himself firmly. Never before had he thought watching another’s pleasure to be a turn on, but hearing Autumn’s moans and the wet sounds of Jarrod’s ministrations was incredibly sexy. Stroking himself, his eyes roamed over the scene in front of him when his gaze finally reached Jarrod’s groin and the enormous phallus jutting upward.

Oh my god, my brother’s hung like a stallion! he thought in amazement. Nick thought he was well-endowed and had been told so by enthusiastic partners on several occasions, but Jarrod’s erection put his to shame. Nick stared and had an overwhelming urge to touch it. Sliding down to his knees, Nick reached out and lightly grabbed Jarrod’s manhood in fascination, hoping his brother wouldn’t mind. He felt the other man pull back slightly in surprise, then Jarrod leaned into Nick’s grip and Nick took him more firmly in hand, pumping his and his brother’s flesh in unison.

-

Autumn pushed against him, urging Jarrod on. He took two fingers and slipped them inside her, his lips and tongue continuing to play with her clit. Her obvious enjoyment was arousing and Jarrod wanted to reach down and give himself some satisfaction, but schooled himself to wait until he brought Autumn to completion. Then he felt the hand touch his penis and started slightly. He knew it must be Nick; Autumn’s hands were on his shoulder and the back of his head. Briefly, he wondered just what his brother was doing, but the fact was, Nick’s large hand encased him completely, something no woman was usually able to do.

Jarrod leaned into Nick’s touch, thoughts of just how inappropriate the whole situation was only making the experience more erotic. He let his brother pleasure him, thrusting as Nick squeezed his shaft roughly. He felt a burn begin at the base of his balls and pushed harder, his fingers and tongue into Autumn’s hot center and his engorged cock into Nick’s grip. Autumn cried out, her core clamping down around his fingers and Jarrod’s world exploded in a flash of light, his seed erupting into Nick’s hand. He heard his brother’s ragged breathing and felt a sticky warmth as Nick spewed his own ejaculate against Jarrod’s hip.

Trying to get more air into his lungs in the aftermath, Jarrod heard, “I see everyone did get a chance to play.” He opened his eyes to meet Autumn’s and the mischievous twinkle sparkling there as she glanced down to Nick’s hands still resting on Jarrod’s shrinking manhood and his own. Jarrod looked over at Nick and raised an eyebrow.

Abruptly moving his hand, Nick met Jarrod’s eyes sheepishly. “Sorry, Pappy,” he said in an uncharacteristically quiet voice, “I don’t know what got into me.”

Jarrod clapped a hand on Nick’s shoulder, giving the cowboy a smile and reassuring wink. “Neither do I, brother Nick, but I’m not going to question it, considering.”

Autumn leaned over and pulled Jarrod’s head closer, planting a fervent kiss on his lips. Jarrod slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer as his lips plundered hers. He then felt Nick’s hands on his shoulders, pulling him back.

“Think those lips of yours have had enough action for a while, counsellor,” Nick teased, “mine are starting to feel a bit left out.”

“Heaven forbid I don’t share,” Jarrod chuckled, getting to his feet to remove his clothing the rest of the way. He saw Nick remove the rest of Autumn’s underthings before stretching her across the bed, Nick grinding his hips against her thigh. Moving to the other side, Jarrod lay down behind her, hands roaming across her back and ass. Nick pushed the blonde onto her back, Jarrod exploiting the opportunity to lean down and take a taut nipple in his mouth as Nick worked on the other side.

Autumn’s hands wandered across the well-muscled chests and stomachs, following the dusting of hair on each until she reached the prize that extended from between both men’s legs. She gasped in amazement as she realized the extent of the Barkley virility. They were both hard again and she thought Nick was impressive, just how she liked her men, but Jarrod…

“Oh, my,” she murmured as she stroked both shafts.

Nick chuckled lewdly. “Yeah, I know, my brother’s a stallion,” he told her, echoing his first thought on seeing Jarrod’s endowment. “Bet you can’t wait to have that drive between your legs.”

“Nick!” Jarrod protested at his brother’s crude remark.

“Oh, c’mon,” Nick continued, getting a kick out of the teasing, “most men would kill to have what you’ve got, big brother. Big being the operative word here,” he added with a leer.

“Nick, so help me…” Jarrod threatened with a self-conscious smile, not sure if he should welcome or be embarrassed by Nick’s comments.

Autumn just squeezed both men appreciatively. “You know, it’s not how much you have, it’s what you do with it,” she advised them, turning to kiss one brother then the other. “And I have no doubt that both of you are very talented.”

Nick rose up on one elbow, looking over Autumn. “Should we show her just how talented, brother Jarrod?”

“By all means, brother Nick,” Jarrod agreed as he pulled himself over on top of her. He took possession of her lips, asserting his control for the moment. Using his knees, he spread her thighs wide and positioned himself at her entrance.

“It’s not often I have anything so big,” Autumn murmured, reaching down to touch and guide him.

Jarrod pushed the head of his shaft inside, causing her to gasp. “As you said, it’s not the size, it’s what you do with it,” he reminded her seductively, driving a little deeper.

“Ohhhh,” Autumn moaned and Jarrod impaled her on the full length of his maleness, proceeding to fuck her with an unbridled intensity.

-

Nick had never fully appreciated the beauty and power of the sex act before seeing his brother in action. Long, lean muscles clenching and unclenching, bodies rocking in perfect rhythm, grunts and moans filling the air. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on Jarrod’s back and Nick was surprised to see just how well-muscled that back was. Jarrod obviously still took care of himself, despite sitting at a desk for most of the day. His gaze travelled down as he watched, to where Autumn’s long legs were wrapped tightly around Jarrod’s, appreciating the tone and definition in his ass and thighs. Nick found his thoughts slightly disturbing, admiring another man, his brother, in that way, but the intensity of his arousal wouldn’t let him dwell on it too hard. He grabbed his member and stroked it to the same rhythm as Jarrod’s thrusting, watching as Jarrod forced Autumn’s thighs even wider. Jarrod’s balls slapped against her and Nick released his own flesh to reach between Jarrod’s legs, taking the sac in his hand, his fingers brushing against Autumn as he fondled his brother at the same time. Jarrod didn’t slow his motions, if anything, they became more intense and Nick straddled the entwined legs, rocking his hard length against Jarrod’s thigh as his other hand rested on the continuously working ass.

-

Jarrod almost lost himself in the sensation of being sheathed in Autumn’s warmth. He drove into her, delighting in her moans of pleasure, pushing her legs further apart so he could go deeper. Well aware of how big his manhood was, a small part of him was alert for any sign of pain from his partner as he let the rest of his awareness focus on the pleasure he was giving and receiving.

When he felt Nick grab his scrotum, Jarrod didn’t pause. If anything, the additional stimulation just increased the fire in his loins and when Nick started grinding himself into Jarrod’s thigh, a hand on Jarrod’s ass, the forbiddenness of the whole thing just heightened Jarrod’s pleasure. He had a brief, inexplicable desire for Nick to slip his fingers into the crack between his cheeks and press into his hole as some of the working girls had done for him on occasion, but when Autumn’s muscles convulsed around him as he brought her to her peak, Jarrod lost all semblance of thought and slammed into her, cumming hard on the heels of her orgasm. He felt Nick nudge him and rolled off, smiling at Nick’s comment of, “Remember, you have to share.”

He watched and admired Nick’s technique as his rancher brother pulled Autumn’s legs up so they rested on his shoulders, taking it slow and easy to get her ready again, one hand on the sensitive nub at the joining of her legs, the other fondling a beautiful breast as he entered her. From his recent experience, Jarrod knew how talented those fingers were and fondled his own balls at the remembered feeling of Nick’s playing.

I really shouldn’t be thinking of my brother like that, he chided himself, remembering his fleeting thought of being penetrated by those same fingers. His member swelled again, still slick with his and Autumn’s juices and Jarrod gave Nick’s ass a squeeze to get his attention.

“Roll over, Nick,” he said, his voice deep and sultry, “so I can play too.”

Autumn’s cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen and parted, eyes glazed with pleasure and lust. As Nick moved so the blonde was on top, Jarrod moved in behind, slipping a finger into her ass. Nick thrust from beneath as Jarrod prepared her tight hole, stretching it with a second, then a third finger. He got into position and forced his member through the tight ring, making Autumn cry out.

Jarrod caressed her back and buttocks tenderly. “Give her a minute to adjust, Nick,” he cautioned and Nick stopped his motions, wrapping his arms around her back and holding her close.

“Two Barkley brothers at once,” Autumn murmured as she relaxed and Jarrod slipped in further, “I wonder how many women’s fantasies I’m living right now.”

Jarrod caught Nick’s eye and they both began plunging into her in unison, slow at first then driving on until they all came in a crashing, earthshattering symphony of cries and groans of fulfilment, hot Barkley seed filling Autumn’s every crevice.

It was a tangle of arms and legs sprawled out on Nick’s bed in the aftermath, bodies sated and exhausted. Amber lay between the two men, her head on Nick’s shoulder with Jarrod spooned behind, her leg thrown over Nick’s, Jarrod kissing her shoulder lightly as his arm rested across her waist, his hand just grazing Nick’s stomach.

“I hope we didn’t hurt you,” Jarrod said softly.

“Mmmm,” was the sleepy reply, “every girl should be so lucky.”

Nick kissed her forehead. “Sweet dreams, beautiful,” he told her as she nestled further against him, drifting off. “You too, Jarrod. I’m assuming you’re not heading back to your own bed.”

“Not if you don’t have any objections, Nick,” Jarrod murmured as he dozed off.

Nick just chuckled as he reached down and pulled up the quilt as best he could without disturbing his companions before he, too, succumbed to a deep peaceful slumber.