The snick of the lube cap opening worked to ratchet my need up to a desperate level. I lifted my ass in the air, hissing when I felt Bryce’s fingers curl around my waistband. He pulled down my pants, exposing my ass to the cool air. As I sucked Drew all the way to the back of my throat, Bryce toyed with my senses, first digging his fingers into the globes of my ass, then ghosting them over the sensitive flesh. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and leaned in, exhaling softly against my hole.
I pulled off Drew long enough to beg Bryce to give me something, anything, because I felt ready to explode even though he’d barely touched me. “I’m enjoying watching you with Drew,” he said, his voice raspy and deep, the way it sounded only when he was struggling to maintain control of his own need.
“You can still watch,” Drew encouraged him. “I want you to drive him insane while he’s sucking me. I love how forceful he gets when he’s trying to keep from coming.”
Bryce laughed as he ran his hand up the length of my spine. He pushed my head down and it didn’t take a genius to realize what he expected. He wanted my lips wrapped around Drew’s cock and I was happy to oblige.
I grunted at the feel of Bryce pushing one lubed finger into my entrance. The pressure wasn’t enough to be painful, but it was the anticipation of what I knew was yet to come. He shoved deeper, curling his finger against my prostate as he pulled back. More cold lube slid down my crack as he held me there. He pushed in with a second finger, pressing against the back of my head, guiding me onto Drew’s cock as he opened me.
“Fuck him,” Drew pleaded. “I want you to make him fuck me hard. Make him choke on me.”
My dick twitched beneath me and I swore I could come just listening to the two of them talk dirty while Bryce fucked my ass with his fingers. They somehow turned pillow talk into an X-rated art form. Whenever I tried, it sounded lame by comparison, which was why I was more than happy to have my mouth occupied doing other things.
Bryce pulled out of me and Drew’s fingers threaded into my hair, holding my mouth around his dick so I couldn’t glance behind my body to watch Bryce prepare himself. “He’s going to fuck you good tonight,” Drew assured me. “I know he’s been wanting to ever since the first time he took your ass.”
I nodded, unable to speak around the mouthful of cock I was savoring. I sighed heavily when I felt the thick head of Bryce’s cock tap against my hole, torturing me. “Please,” I mumbled as I tried to focus on what I was doing to Drew.
I cupped Drew’s balls, probably tight enough to hurt him, as Bryce shoved the first, most difficult inch inside of me. Pain seared through my body and I couldn’t take a deep enough breath to will myself to relax.
“That’s it,” Drew soothed me. “Open up for him. You know it’s going to feel fucking amazing when you let him in.” I let go of Drew’s cock for fear I’d bite down on him the way I did my lower lip as I struggled to get used to the feeling of being split in half by Bryce’s thick shaft. “Come on, babe. Let go. We’ve got you.”
As soon as the tight ring of muscle eased, Bryce pushed in harder. It burned, then pain gave way to pleasure as he drizzled more lubed against my hole, pushing it deep into my body with his cock.
“Fuck, do that again,” I pleaded when he ground his hips into my ass.
“You’d better make sure he comes,” Bryce warned me. “If you come before he does, next time I’ll fuck him while you sit there and watch.”
Oddly, I wouldn’t be opposed to that punishment. I’d thought about watching the two of them enough times that I almost wanted to hold off Drew’s climax until after I’d come, but I’d never considered myself to be a selfish lover. I ran my tongue around Drew’s glans, making him buck his hips off the bed. I pulled off and watched as my saliva slid across his taint toward his hole, sucking a finger deep into my mouth. If Bryce wanted me to make Drew come, I knew exactly the way to achieve that. Without any preamble, I shoved my finger deep inside Drew’s body as I swallowed his cock. I held both in place until the need to breathe overcame me and began as steady a rhythm as I was capable of while Bryce pounded into my ass.
We worked together, Bryce shoving me forward, pulling me back, directing everything that was happening. Had I been capable of thought by the time Drew shot his load down my throat, I would have offered up a silent prayer because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last. When he regained a bit of his composure, he slid lower beneath me, wrapping his hand around my shaft, jerking me off at the same pace as Bryce plowed so deep into my body I swore I could have blown him while he fucked me.
“Come for us,” Drew pleaded. “Show us how good you feel right now.”
That was the only encouragement I needed. With a shout I’d later regret, I came all over Drew’s hand as my ass clenched around Bryce’s cock. That drove him over the edge and he pounded into me two more times before filling the condom.
We fell into a heap on and around Drew, holding each other’s sweaty bodies as we struggled to come back down to earth. About the time I felt steady enough to get up and grab a washcloth, someone pounded on the door.
“When you freaks are done in there, there’s work to be done out here,” Jason yelled. By the way his voice faded slightly, I could tell he’d been passing by and wasn’t standing directly outside the door listening. I expected Drew to retreat into himself, embarrassed at being caught by two of our best friends, but instead he burst out laughing. Bryce and I soon joined him, because it was pretty fucking funny that we’d lost control that way.
“I guess we’d better get out there,” I grumbled as I crawled over Drew to retrieve my sweatpants. “Like I said, you two are bad influences.”
“You didn’t seem to be complaining a little while ago,” Bryce pointed out.
“True, but that doesn’t make my statement any less valid.” I leaned over and kissed both of them before disappearing out of the room.
Chapter 17
Jason shook his head and laughed when he saw me walking gingerly into the kitchen, where my sandwich was still sitting on the counter. I flipped him off and shoved a quarter of the sandwich into my mouth before I said anything stupid. After spending so many years freaking out about what my friends would think if they found out I was gay, it was refreshing to have this type of camaraderie with a former teammate.
Not for the first time, I wished I’d never been traded to Seattle. They were a great team, but I’d never felt as comfortable there as I did when I was around the Mavericks players. I knew at least part of that was because their manager and head office had taken a stand that no gay player would be treated any differently, and that the only thing that mattered was the stats they put up on the field. The other twenty-nine teams in the league had a long way to go to catch up to Milwaukee’s progressive stance.
“Don’t you dare give them shit, Jason,” Cam warned his boyfriend, brandishing a wooden spoon when he turned around. “You know damn well we’d have done the same thing if they were at our place and they’d stepped out like we did. Hell, we almost got busted by Mason and Sean on more than one occasion, trying to get in a quickie before they got to your place.”
“Doesn’t mean I’m not going to tease the hell out of them,” Jason admitted. “It’s not what they were doing, it’s the fact that Eric’s fucking loud as hell. I’m beginning to wonder if the neighbors have ever called in a complaint with the way he screams.”
I slugged him in the shoulder before easing myself onto the seat next to him. “Funny man. For your information, there are exactly two men in the world who can make me that way and both of them are probably still in the bed while I’m out here with you.”