"Fine. Spoilspo-oh-ohhhhh!" Eli moaned as something Oz did had Eli crying out like a cat in heat.
Then Eli's mouth was on Logan's belly, nipping and licking, his fingers toying with the trail of hair leading down from Logan's navel.
"Oz," he panted against Logan's skin. "Sugar. Please. Just stick your cock in and fuck me for real already."
Logan's spent cock twitched, valiantly trying to come back to life.
"Logan," Oz called. "Try to keep those gorgeous eyes on us, babe."
Logan opened his eyelids, fighting to obey despite the complete exhaustion pulling at him now. "I'll be good in a minute," he slurred, his brain still lust-drunk and fuzzled.
"Don't have to do anything. Just watch," Oz instructed. "Look at how much he loves this."
Logan dropped his attention to Eli's face as ordered, his expression blissful and hungry, and Logan could see…
He yanked his attention up to where Oz's cock was slowly sinkingintothe cleft of Eli's ass, breeching him deliberately, inexorably, completely. He pulled back, laying a hand on the small of Eli's back as he shifted his knees, then thrust in once again. Oz hissed, and Eli gave a pleased grunt; Logan's attention jumping between the two as Oz worked.
Eli looked —
Oz looked —
Theybothlooked —
Rapturous.
"Oh my God," Eli cried, head lifting, eyes slamming closed, "Oh my fucking God,yes."
"Jesus, Eli," Oz muttered, and Logan knew why. With Eli up on his knees, his ass was on display, giving Logan a front-row seat as Oz's cock sank slowly but surely into the depths of that eager hole. The sight was enough to make Logan's heart stutter.
"Fuck, Eli — you're too slutty to always be this damn tight," Oz groaned, pulling away before thrusting forward again. Eli whimpered, pushing back against Oz's invasion.
"Hashtagblessed, fuckers. Hey, don't stop — it feels good," Eli panted, and Logan felt his words in the shudder of Eli's body, in the way Eli's hands tightened where he clutched at Logan's hips.
Oz didn't respond, biting his lip and pressing slowly forward.
"Oh,fuck," Eli muttered, his eyes screwed shut as he clawed at the sheets.
"You okay?" Oz asked.
Eli just nodded furiously.
"Oh, yeah," he replied; Logan's whole body igniting, his blood thrumming at the sight.
Eli cried out, Oz's hips rocking hard and fast now, Eli's head tipping until his forehead was pressed against Logan's belly, hair falling around his face.
Oz's hands slid up, grabbing handfuls of Eli's hair and pulling, making Eli arch his back, baring his throat.
And his expression — fuck. The way Eli's face was twisted up just then, it was like he'd never wanted anything as much as he wanted to be fucked by Oz.
"You should — should let him do you, Logan," Eli panted, the slap of skin against skin echoing around the room, punctuated by their combined groans and whimpers. "Oz — fuck, yes,there— he's got a fantastic cock."
Logan's breath caught in his throat at the thought.
"Oh! Oh,oh. Oz, Oz,Oz," Eli chanted.
And then Oz was pulling out, flipping Eli onto his back to lay between Logan's legs, and pushing one of Eli's knees up against his chest. There was just barely enough time for Eli to grip Logan's thighs and smile an upside-down grin at him, before Oz shoved inside him once more.
"Oh my fucking God," Logan murmured, stunned that — that this was the same guy he'd once called 'Wally'; just as transfixed by the confidence and ease with which he moved Eli around, as by the look of utter euphoria he'd put on Eli's face.
