“You don’t say.”
“Why don’t you get undressed and join us properly?”
“Hurry up, Pere,” Evan said, reaching back to pat my cheek and turning his head to blink at me. It was almost like he was drunk, the way his words came lazily and soft with his face flushed, but his eyes were dark and intense.
“You are out of it.”
“Mmm.”
I didn’t take long to peel out of my clothes and curl back around Evan, closing him in my arms and kissing his neck. “Back,” I whispered.
“Mmm-hmm.” He wiggled against me.
“We should get rid of the toys,” Alan said. “He doesn’t need them anymore.” He made quick work of doing that while I distracted Evan with kisses and attention to his nipples, which made him shiver and squirm.
“Can I fuck him now?” I asked, sensing the balance here was Alan calling the shots, and changing that out of the blue might throw Evan off.
“As long as you don’t mind if I watch.”
I had been waiting for the day he’d ask that. I had no idea why it had taken him so long, but some part of me was relieved it had finally come.
“You mind if Alan watches me take you, Ev?” I asked, whispering the words against Evan’s cheek. He was back to being the little spoon to my big one, with Alan lying in frontof him, head propped on one hand, his other one spinning lazy trails over Evan’s chest and stomach.
“That’s hot,” Evan said, flopping a hand against Alan’s chest. “Kiss me?”
Alan obliged while I slicked my cock and pushed Evan’s top leg up to give myself better access.
He groaned when I slid into him, the kiss with Alan getting sloppy as I distracted him. Alan must have spent a long time amping him up for this, because I didn’t even have to touch his cock, or pump at more than a languid pace before Evan’s body convulsed and he came with a low, whimpering moan.
I clutched him hard against my chest, nuzzling his neck and kissing his damp skin, holding onto him as his release pumped out of him in ever-slowing pulses. When he was done, I pulled out and rolled him to his back so I could kiss him properly.
“You’re not done,” he said, nudging my still-hard cock with his thigh.
“Don’t worry about me, babe.” I caressed his cheek and gazed down into his loopy, sated expression. I hadn’t seen him this relaxed in weeks.
“I’ll worry about him,” Alan assured Evan, leaning in to kiss him as well.
“Does he get the butt plug now?” Evan asked.
I shot Alan an alarmed look, but he only chuckled and shook his head.
“Not tonight, precious.”
Evan touched my cheek, drawing my gaze back to him. “Bet he likes watching you fuck me.”
“I do,” Alan assured us, stroking his hard cock as evidence.
“So fuck me some more.”
“But you’re done, Ev.”
“Nah.” He snaked his hand around the back of my neck and winked. “You know I love when you come inside me and it leaksout after. I like feeling all slutty, but I especially love this, right now, both of you just using me and doing what feels good. I like it best this way. Have since you led me out of that party. Please?”
He glanced at Alan. “Please?” he asked again.
And weirdly, something slotted into place when Alan nodded to him, kissed him lazily, then looked at me and told me to fuck my own boyfriend.
Evan dropped his legs apart so I was nestled between them, while Alan took the one closer to him, and lifted it to expose his hole.
