Jake chuckled and draped himself over Kingston’s back, nuzzling his face into white-blond hair. “I told Allen I wanted him to take both of you. What do you think I meant by that?”
Riley hissed and tugged on the sheets, pulling them so taut that they began to rip. “Nope. You guys need to stop talking, or I’m going to come.”
Kingston leaned closer and grabbed one of his boyfriend’s nipples, pinching until Riley cursed and arched his back, jostling a grumbling Allen along with him. “Settle down. Don’t ruin this for me, Evans. You need to keep your shit together because Ireallywant to see his cute ass stretched around both our cocks.”
“No bickering,” Allen said, through gritted teeth. All of Riley’s wiggling was making him brush against his prostate, and Allen was embarrassingly close to coming, too.
“And after they’re done with you, I get to have my turn,” said Jake, smirking like he couldn’t be more pleased. “I can fuck you as hard as I want and I won’t have to worry about hurting you.”
That was…a good point. Allen didn’t know if he would be conscious by the time Jake pounced on him, but he was going to try his best.
Jake’s excitement was impossible to ignore—and it only intensified when Jake reached out and tangled his fingers into Kingston’s hair, tipping his head back with firm, unspoken intent. The movement was deliberate and confident, leaving no room for hesitation as he leaned in and claimed his mouth.
Allen watched the kiss unfold, heat curling low in his stomach while he enjoyed his front row seat to the pretty sight of Kingston submitting to Jake’s rough handling. He allowed the distraction until the firm body under him began to fidget, and then he set his mind to the previous task of rendering Riley Evans speechless.
With a predatory grin, Allen planted his hands on Riley’s chest, his fingers digging into the firm muscle as he lifted his hips just enough to slide up the length of Riley’s cock before slamming back down. The impact jolted through them, andRiley’s hips bucked involuntarily as a sharp gasp escaped his lips.
Allen didn’t give him time to recover; he set a brutal rhythm, rising and falling with forceful thrusts that made his ass slap against Riley’s thighs each time he bottomed out.
“Fuck, Allen—” Riley started, his voice rough and near breaking, but Allen cut him off by grinding down hard and circling his hips to rub his prostate against that perfect angle inside him.
The sensation shot sparks up Allen’s spine, but he focused on Riley’s face—the way his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth falling open in a silent cry before a low whimper slipped out.
Yeah, that was what he’d been waiting for. Allen had known that Riley had a submissive side too, and proof was laid bare before him. It hadn’t taken him much effort to turn the confident man into a pile of needy sounds.
Allen picked up the pace, bouncing faster now, his thighs burning from the effort, but the ache only fueling his drive. Riley’s cock dragged inside with every plunge, filling him as he pushed them to the brink of what they both could handle before they would be forced to stop.
As soon as Riley sensed Allen’s intentions, he yanked on the sheets and gave him a pleading look. “Please let me come—I’ll get hard again?—”
Allen slowed to a stop and leaned forward to brace one hand beside Riley’s head while the other pressed against his lips to silence him. “You’re being such a good boy, Riles. Don’t ruin it now.”
Allen could barely speak through his ragged panting andneed,but he kept his cool and swept his sweaty hair out of his eyes, flashing Riley a wicked grin. He had faith in Riley’s refractory period, but he was committed to his plan now, so hispride wouldn’t let him give in. No matter how much they wanted it.
“Give him a kiss,” Kingston said, using his hand to push Allen lower. “If I don’t come soon, my dick is going to fall off. Distract yourself so we can prep you faster.”
Allen wanted to be irritated by his pushiness, but he let it slide this time. He permitted the press of Kingston’s hand on the back of his neck to guide him until his mouth met Riley’s in a soft, tentative brush of lips.
Riley’s breath hitched, and before Allen could pull away, he surged up and captured his mouth in a deeper kiss. They briefly fought for control with their tongues, but Riley’s eagerness soon melted Allen’s resolve, and he fell to Riley’s willingness to please him.
Kingston’s chuckle rumbled low behind him, but Allen tuned it out, focusing on the slide of Riley’s lips and the way his stubble scraped against Allen’s jaw just right. They kissed like they were starving, and Allen yanked Riley’s hands away from the sheets and brought them to his face so Riley could stroke his cheeks as their mouths moved in a messy rhythm.
Allen moaned, the sound muffled by Riley’s hungry kisses. When hands that could only belong to Jake gripped his hips and spread his cheeks apart, Allen’s body arched instinctively into the touch, ready for what came next.
Cool lube dripped between his cheeks, followed by the press of a finger circling his already stretched hole. Jake worked him open slowly as the single digit slid in beside Riley’s cock, gently twisting to coat his inner walls with more lube to make the glide easier.
“Oh fuck,” Allen gasped against Riley’s mouth, breaking the kiss for a second to catch his breath, but Riley chased him, nipping at his lower lip before diving back in.
Riley was whimpering so loudly from the overstimulation that Allen’s skin was beginning to break out in goosebumps at the sounds. If he didn’t know any better, he would think that Riley was the one who was getting split open right now.
“Keep going,” Kingston murmured, his voice strained with impatience. The bed dipped as he shifted closer, and the heat from his thick cock brushing against Allen’s thigh made him jolt and moan into Riley’s mouth.
Another finger joined the first—Kingston’s this time—more demanding as it scissored inside him alongside Jake’s. The stretch burned in a sharp ache that made Allen’s cock throb against his stomach, but the dual assault had him clenching around everyone, pushing back without thinking.
Riley swallowed Allen’s whimpers with soft kisses and whispered praises as he slid his hand down to wrap around Allen’s dick, stroking him in lazy pulls that matched the thrust of their tongues.
Allen bucked into the touch, and the prep turned slick and obscene as more lube was added and fingers curled relentlessly to hit that spot inside him, sending pleasurable jolts straight to his balls.
He was a drooling mess of haggard breaths and trembling limbs as Kingston added a third finger, stretching him wide enough to take what was coming.
