Page 28 of Fourplay & Fatalities

Zane leaned forward, palms on either side of Avi’s ribs. He dipped down, sliding his tongue through the mess of precum on Avi’s stomach, gathering it there before crawling closer, holding it out to Felix like an offering.

Felix couldn’t help the sound he made as he sucked the taste of himself from Zane’s tongue.

“Put your mouth on me,” he pleaded, trying to wrestle his wrists free from his husband. “I need your mouth.”

Zane’s eyes lit up, his head dipping, but he froze when Avi chided, “Not yet, kitten.”

Felix huffed out a frustrated whine, dropping his full weight onto his husband’s face, half hoping he suffocated down there.

Instead, Avi just doubled his efforts, his tongue working hard to get past the tight ring of muscle, making a pleased sound when he was granted entrance.

Felix’s breath hitched as Avi tongue-fucked him, the sensation making him rock against him, trying to get more of him where he needed it most.

But there was just no way. It felt good, so good, but it was doing nothing to quell the ache deep inside his core. If anything, it only made the emptiness worse.

“Oh, fuck.”

Zane’s gaze caught and held Felix’s. Felix couldn’t look away. He watched as Zane wrapped his hand around Avi’s cock, gripping him tight, then sucking the tip into his mouth, moaning around him.

Felix felt Avi’s surprised breath burst hot against him, the sensation making him twitch.

He smiled.

Zane took Avi deeper, almost to the base, before dragging his lips back up slowly.

“Christ,” Avi managed, his words muffled pleasantly against Felix’s skin. “He could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.”

Zane blushed, glancing shyly at Felix like they weren’t currently in the throes of sex. It was so fucking Zane that Felix almost laughed.

Before Felix could think too much on the matter, Avi returned to tongue-fucking him with vigor.

Zane went back to sucking Avi off, his head bobbing, eyes closed, expression blissed out like he was having a religious experience.

That was when the door opened for a second time.

Asa made eye contact with Felix, who immediately smirked.

Of course.

Zane clearly didn’t hear him, too caught up working Avi’s cock, his mouth already spit-sloppy from his enthusiasm.

Asa’s hand closed around the back of Zane’s neck, pushing him down, down, down on Avi’s cock until he gagged, then moaned, his eyes going hazy from his husband’s touch.

Felix watched the change happen almost instantly.

Asa draped himself over Zane’s back, holding him in place as tears formed in Zane’s eyes.

“You do know that’s not me, right, Lois?” he teased.

One of Asa’s favorite jokes whenever they played like this.

Zane breathed rapidly through his nose, tears breaking free and drool forming at the corners of his lips.

“You like choking on my brother’s cock? Does he taste like me, Lois?” Asa taunted.

Zane whimpered, beginning to struggle for air.

Asa released him immediately, and Zane pulled off with a gasp, dragging in ragged breaths, strings of saliva still connecting his lips to Avi’s cock.