Zane blushed, glancing shyly at Felix like they weren’t currently in the throes of sex. Before Felix could think too much on the matter, Avi returned to tongue fucking him with vigor.
Zane went back to sucking Avi off, his head bobbing his head, eyes closed, expression blissed out like he was having a religious experience.
That’s when the door opened for a second time. Asa made eye contact with Felix who smirked. Zane clearly didn’t hear him, too caught up working Avi’s cock, mouth already spit sloppy from his enthusiasm.
Asa’s hand closed around the back of Zane’s neck, pushing him down, down, down on Avi’s cock until he gagged, then moaned, eyes going hazy from his husband’s touch. Asa draped himself over Zane’s back, holding him in place as tears formed in his eyes. “You do know that’s not me, right, Lois?” he teased. One of his favorite jokes, whenever they played like this.
Zane breathed rapidly through his nose, tears breaking free and drool forming at the corners of his lips. “You like choking on my brother’s cock? Does he taste like me, Lois?” he taunted.
Zane whimpered, oxygen starved enough to start struggling. Asa released him and he pulled off with a gasp, dragging in pained breaths, strings of saliva still connecting his lips to Avi’s cock. “Nobody taste’s like you,” Zane panted, craning his neck to look at Asa over his shoulder, gazing at his husband like he was the sun and Zane had a vitamin D deficiency.
“Good boy,” Asa praised, gently kissing his shoulder, then sinking his teeth into the scar tissue on Zane’s shoulder until he wailed, his fingers spasming along Avi’s thighs, digging blunt nails into his skin, which in turn caused Avi to groan against Felix’s hole like this insane feedback loop of pleasure.
When Asa unclenched his jaw, he licked over Zane’s wound like he was a wolf licking his mate. Felix didn’t quite get it, their need to pain, for violence. Their love was brutal. Feral. There were nights when Asa would literally drive Zane to the country house, strip him naked and set him loose in the woods, before hunting him down and fucking him in the dirt until he cried. Zane would come home limping and bloody, covered with bruises, looking absolutely besotted with his maniac husband.
Avi liked pain too. But he saw pain as a pressure release valve, a way to burn off the never-ending supply of energy he seemed to have. Nothing like Zane. He loved the ferocity of it. He’d said it a hundred times, in a hundred interviews. Every time some sad eyed reporter questioned him like he was a victim, eyes brimming with sympathy as they assured him it was a safe space if he needed help.
But they didn’t see what Felix saw. He’d seen Zane stand in front of the mirror, pressing each of his bruises, lids heavy with longing and a small smile on his face. Pain was how he and Asa connected. Asa needed to hurt him as much as Zane needed to be hurt. Zane firmly believed the day Asa stopped hurting him was the day Asa stopped loving him. And honestly, their relationship was kind of beautiful.
Felix didn’t get it, but he also knew Zane was sincere. He loved every mark Asa left on him and mourned their loss when they faded, whining and begging until Asa took him upstairs and gave him new bite marks and bruises to poke and admire. That’s why there was now a permanent impression of Asa’s teeth in his shoulder. Zane had begged him to bite him there over and over again until the mark was permanent.
Even now, Asa was biting hard enough to leave imprints deep enough for a dental mold along Zane’s shoulders, his biceps, even the skin just below his ribs. Zane was blissed out, high off of it, pupils dilated even as tears streamed down his face and sharp cries cut through the room.
“You’re being so loud, Lois,” Asa teased. “Maybe this will quiet you down.” Asa gently pushed Zane’s mouth back down onto Avi’s cock. Zane made a happy sound, swallowing him down eagerly, using Avi like a pacifier. Avi squirmed beneath him, his tongue vibrating against Felix’s skin every time he moaned from something Zane did.
He was so busy working Avi’s cock, he didn’t even notice Asa stand, or strip, then walk naked to Avi’s side table, pulling the lube from the drawer, then returning to drop down onto his knees behind Zane. Felix stared at Asa’s thick cock, so similar to Avi’s but just slightly different, a shade shorter, a bit wider. Wide enough to split Zane open in a way that made him scream.
The thought had Felix whining, rocking back on his husband’s tongue, wanting more. Asa slapped Zane’s ass hard, the sound reverberating through Zane’s skin making the meat of his ass jiggle enticingly. So Asa did it again. And again. Zane moaning and crying on Avi’s cock.
“Avi, if you don’t let me come soon, I will make sure you don’t come for a month,” Felix said, his frustration finally hitting its peak. He’d been getting edged for what felt like hours, even if it was maybe only minutes. His cock ached, every nerve ending was on high alert. Every swipe of Avi’s tongue along his entrance only seemed like a punishment, never deep enough to quell the empty ache deep within him. He needed to be fucked.
Asa sank his teeth into Zane’s reddened ass cheek making him gasp, tears and snot and drool coated his face as he gazed at Felix, mouth stretched wide around Avi’s cock. He looked so fucking hot.
Finally—finally—Avi released his wrists and Felix pitched forward, gripping Zane by the hair and tugging off his husband to give him a messy kiss, crawling down Avi’s body to hover over his cock. Zane’s lips found his skin, licking and kissing and sucking whatever he could reach. Felix’s thighs, his hips.
“Can I borrow that when you’re done,” Felix asked Asa, nodding towards the lube he was currently pouring into his palm.
Asa grinned, closing the top then tossing it to Felix who looked at Zane in askance. Zane gave Felix his hand, letting him coat his fingers before guiding them back between his cheeks,moaning when they circled his entrance. Felix’s lids fell closed, excited to feel something deep inside him. Desperate for it, really.
Zane’s pained cry echoed through the room, causing Felix’s eyes to open just in time to see Asa breaching him without prep. Felix took advantage, sinking onto Zane’s three fingers, using him to work himself open. Zane’s head fell onto Avi’s leg as Asa yanked his hips back to meet every harsh thrust, setting a brutal pace that jostled the whole bed, putting Zane’s fingers just where Felix wanted them, glancing against that tiny bundle of nerves every third thrust.
Felix couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled free of Zane’s fingers, then moved a few inches back, slicking up Avi’s cock, then settling over it, hesitating for only a moment before he sank down, groaning at the delicious stretch and burn of his husband inside him.
Avi’s hands gripped Felix’s hips tightly, holding him in place so he could drive up into him a few times as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. Zane wasn’t talking, wasn’t even moaning anymore, he was deep in his sub space, just lying there, lids heavy, drunk off the feel of Asa’s cock driving into him.
That didn’t stop him from pitching forward and wrapping his lips around Felix’s cock once more.
Felix’s breath caught in surprise. “Oh, fuck.”
“What’s happening,” Avi asked, breathless like he was on the treadmill instead of pounding himself up into Felix’s hole.
“Zaney’s sucking my cock while Asa fucks him. They look so hot,” he said, tangling his fingers in Zane’s hair, fucking past his lips until Avi gave up and let Felix take over. That’s when everything went hazy, every movement provoking these knife sharp spikes of bliss. Avi filled him up so well and Zane’s mouth was heaven, so tight and warm and wet. Sometimes he wondered if this is what it would feel like to fuck Zane. Theyhadn’t done it yet, but Felix suspected eventually Zane would cave on that boundary too. But if he didn’t, Felix was more than happy with what they had now.
Still, he couldn’t help but dream about it, fantasize about it. The way Asa was grunting, fingers gripping Zane’s hips tight enough to bruise as he railed him into the side of their mattress, there was no doubt that he enjoyed being inside him. Sometimes Felix wanted that too. Maybe just once to know what it was like.
But for now, he’d settle for his pretty mouth, his plush lips wrapped around his cock, his fingers teasing at Felix’s hole, feeling where Avi fucked into him on each thrust, the pads of his fingertips teasing over his entrance even as Felix rode his husband, bouncing without thought of anything but finally coming. Finally getting the release he’d been craving all day. It was right there, so close, he could no longer control the way he moved, driving down onto Avi then up into Zane’s mouth.
Zane doubled his efforts, head bobbing faster, moaning like a whore around his cock, the sensation shooting electricity along Felix’s spine until he was whimpering, his hips stuttering, his fingers tightening in Zane’s hair, gripping him tight, holding him in place as he came hard, crying out as Zane sucked him through it then pulled off, Felix’s cum dribbling from the corners of his mouth before he swallowed the rest loudly.
