Page 110 of Fourplay & Fatalities

Sex with Asa was painful, brutal, an adrenaline rush from start to finish. It had his heart pumping and his head spinning the whole time. Sex with Avi and Felix was slow, gentle, this quiet unraveling that had Zane dancing on a knife’s edge until one of them finally knocked him over.

“Please,” Zane heard himself say, pulling on Avi’s hair. “I need you inside.”

“Don’t be rude, Zaney,” Avi chastised, returning to lapping his tongue over Zane’s hole. “Let me enjoy my meal.”

Zane growled in frustration, using his heel to kick Avi’s shoulder. Avi laughed, nipping at Zane’s ass cheek in retaliation. Avi pressed his face into the crease of Zane’s thigh, inhaling deeply for a moment before nuzzling the base of Zane’s cock.

Zane moaned as Avi continued to tease him, his thumb stroking over his hole as his lips dragged along his straining length.

“Avi…” Zane whined, gasping as Avi suddenly pressed his thumb inside, filling him just enough to tease but never enough to satisfy. “I will kill you,” he managed.

He meant it to come out as a threat, but it came out a breathy little half-sob.

Once more, Avi chuckled like he found Zane’s useless threats adorable. “Give me the lube, Zaney.”

Zane slapped at the nightstand haphazardly until his fingers felt the tube that was almost always at the ready, though rarely used. He tossed it in Avi’s direction, giggling when he heard a grunt and an ‘ow.’

His laugh disappeared as he heard the snap of the cap. Warm lips closed around the head of his cock as two thick fingers—now slick with lube—pressed inside slowly. Zane arched up, clenching down on Avi’s fingers as he fucked up into the heat of his wet mouth.

Avi let him have his fun for about thirty seconds before pinning his hip down with his free hand. Zane’s breathing grew ragged, pleasure causing his eyes to roll behind closed lids. The tight suction of Avi’s mouth and the way his fingers worked inside him had Zane’s blood fizzing.

Avi found that bundle of nerves and began to torment him with it, dragging high-pitched cries from him by massaging deep, only to stop when Zane could feel his release building. Asa tortured with pain, Avi with pleasure, and both made Zane want to weep.

No matter what Avi’s clever fingers did, his mouth continued to work around his cock, tongue dragging along the underside, teasing at his slit, digging into the notch just below the tip, before taking him as deep as he could, groaning whenever Zane hit the back of his throat.

It was maddening. It was hot.

Zane was losing it. His nipples were hard, his toes curled and his hands fisted in the wrinkled sheets now bunching beneath him as he flexed every muscle, fighting not to fall over the edge too soon.

“Avi…I’m gonna come. I need you fuck me first,” he managed.

Avi pulled off his cock with an obscene pop. “Okay, Zaney.”

Zane still whined as Avi slipped free of him, the sudden emptiness leaving him clenching on air. Avi fell beside him on the pillows, opening the lube and coating his own hard cock. Zane was practically salivating as he watched Avi stroke himself.

“Hop on,” Avi said with a grin. When Zane straddled him, Avi shook his head. “Face the other way.”

Zane’s brows went up in surprise, but he didn’t argue, turning away, settling over him. Avi rubbed the head of his cock along the cleft of Zane’s ass, letting it catch on his rim a few times before holding it steady for Zane to sink down.

Zane sucked in a sharp breath as Avi filled him up. He was so much deeper like this. Zane shifted, moaning at the feeling of fullness.

Before he could move, though, Avi said, “Lie back.”

Zane froze momentarily, the command short-circuiting his higher thought processes.

“Oh,” Zane said when he was able to comprehend his meaning.

Lying back onto Avi while facing away from him felt weirdly perilous, like he might fall off the bed, but as soon as his back collided with Avi’s chest, his arm came around him and Avi moved them both closer to the center of the mattress in one swift motion.

God, they were both so strong.

“This is better,” Avi said, his lips pressed to Zane’s ear.

“Yeah,” Zane gasped.

Avi bent his legs between Zane’s parted thighs, gripping his hips so he could pull back before driving up into him.

“Oh, holy fuck,” Zane whispered, pleasure shocking through him as he stared up at their ceiling.