Lawrence
Once again,Lawrence felt as though he could really, really use a drink.
Ever since he saw Cash walking out of his father’s office, his world had been spinning. Horrible new truths landed on him, one after the other. Lawrence had known how nasty his father’s business was, and it was one thing to see him breaking laws and exploiting his workers. That was shitty enough. But now that Lawrence was standing there, right in between two men who had lost so much to the corporation’s crimes? That was a new kind of hell.
For once, though, he didn’t want to act out. He didn’t want to play Raiden and Cash off each other or flirt with one of them just to make the other jealous. He just needed both of them, to feel both of their hands on his body at the same time and to see them come together with him.
Raiden had saved him, and Cash had shown him the truth. Now it was Lawrence’s turn to prove he was strong enough to keep standing and to finally bring them close.
He pressed his hand to Raiden’s cheek and traced his fingers over his bodyguard’s stubble. “Raiden,” he whispered, then repeated his name again. “Raiden.”
Cash stepped closer, his towel still hanging at his side. Lawrence noticed the slight limp in his step, and he could see how beaten his body was from the fight in the park. His hand still pressed to Raiden’s cheek, he turned to Cash, urging him closer.
“A long night,” Cash said. “Don’t we all deserve a reward?”
Raiden growled, one hand tangled in Lawrence’s hair. “Fuck it,” he gasped, then turned to Cash. “Come here before I change my mind.”
His back to the wall and one man on either side, Lawrence trembled. He felt overwhelmed by their strength, but it didn’t scare him. It just made him feel safe and held in a way that was unfamiliar. And when Cash pressed his body close, and Raiden stroked his thumb across the other man’s cheek, Lawrence whimpered.
“How do you like it, boys?” Cash asked. “Slow?” He extended a finger, then traced it in a teasing circle around Lawrence’s quivering lip. “Or fast?” he asked, taking Raiden by the chin, then pulling him quickly into a kiss.
Lawrence watched as they each tensed, then relaxed into each other. Raiden mashed his mouth against Cash’s, his tongue thick between the other man’s lips, as Cash writhed up against the trunk of Raiden’s thigh. With a flick of his wrist, Raiden tossed the towel to the ground, exposing Cash’s stiff, pink dick, flat against his abs. The head was round and slick, and his foreskin was pulled back tight. Their bodies brushed and teased against Lawrence, who realized he was holding his breath.
Fuck. It was so hot. Lawrence could feel the give and take between their bodies, like the pleasure they wrestled back and forth surged through him, too. Everything felt right, almost necessary, like their bodies were bonding, heartbeat by heartbeat.
Raiden gently pushed Cash back, and Cash grunted as he pulled his lips away. He bared his teeth as he grabbed his injured shoulder, then leaned back against the wall beside Lawrence with a pained breath. “Fuck,” he groaned. “I guess I’m not going to impress you with my athleticism tonight.”
Lawrence and Raiden both laughed, then glanced at each other. Lawrence realized that Raiden and Cash had the same splash of hazel in their eyes, and his heart sang out when Raiden smiled at him.
“No problem,” Raiden answered. He took Cash’s wrists, then raised them up and pressed them gently against the wall, holding Cash there. “You just need to take care of Lawrence tonight.”
Lawrence’s breath caught. He stepped away from the wall, joining Raiden. “Me?”
“Sure,” Raiden answered, his whisper rasping. “You want to show Lawrence how sorry you are for lying to him, don’t you, Cash?”
Cash licked his lips, then nodded, something strong flaring in his eyes. “That’s an instruction I’d be happy to follow.”
His heart practically choking up his throat, Lawrence watched as Raiden released Cash and the two men turned their attention to him. Cash pressed his hard, naked body up close to Lawrence, then nibbled his neck, and Lawrence moaned as Raiden’s hand pressed against his chest, exploring before he flicked the buttons open.
Moaning into the pleasure, Lawrence let Raiden undress him from behind. His bodyguard’s large hands explored Lawrence’s body as Cash kissed at his bare skin. He licked at Lawrence’s collarbone and nibbled on his ear and swirled his tongue gently around each of Lawrence’s hard nipples. Before Lawrence knew it, he was down to his boxer briefs, his cock leaking through the thin fabric.
“I want this,” Cash said, rubbing his hand up Lawrence’s hard shaft.
Lawrence turned to Raiden, eager for his approval.
“Do you want to give Cash your cock, Lawrence?”
He nodded, biting down on his lip while pleasure throbbed behind his balls. “Yes,” he said. When he noticed Cash’s hand pushed up against Raiden’s hard bulge, he sucked in another sharp breath. “And yours? Please?”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” Raiden answered. He shoved down his jeans, then fished his hard cock from his boxers.
“Sweetheart,” Cash whispered, nuzzling his nose to Lawrence’s cock. “That’s what I call him, too.”
Lawrence moaned again. He’d wanted each of them so bad, but he’d never imagined how good it would feel to be with them both at once.
Cash pulled Lawrence’s pink cock out, then started stroking him with one hand and Raiden with the other. He pulled his hands back long enough to spit in his palms, then rubbed their cocks up against his face, a pleased moan rumbling through his chest. “So good.”
His eyelids fluttering back, Lawrence watched as Raiden’s thick, purple shaft rubbed up against his. They were both leaking precum, and Cash slicked it up and down their shafts. He gripped hard at Raiden’s base, then palmed Lawrence’s balls as he finally took his tip between his lips.
