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“Christ, that looks perfect,” I rasped. Logan groaned as Spencer moaned, both of them grinding into each other. I stepped closer, behind Logan, and slid my hands between them, my fingers reaching for Spencer’s belt.
Logan moaned when my erection pressed against his backside, and he ground back against me, making my eyes roll back in my head. His ass felt as good as it looked in those fucking black jeans he was wearing.
What the fuck were Logan and I even doing? We were enemies. Hated each other. Yet neither of us could deny how fucking good it felt like this. That was clear in the way he was pushing his ass back against me—continuously.
“Fuck,” Spencer moaned when Logan began licking, nipping, and sucking at his neck. I freed Spencer’s cock from his jeans and wrapped my fist around him. Precum was already beading on his tip, and I gathered it on my palm before using it as lube to jack him off. He panted, his head falling back against the wall behind him, a whimpering mess now.
“Like that, pretty boy?” Logan growled into the curve of his neck. Then, he sank his teeth in, and Spencer yelped before moaning so fucking loud, so fucking erotically, I ended up grinding my cock against the curve of Logan’s sweet ass. Logan moaned, encouraging me.
“More,” Spencer panted. His hands slid along Logan’s broad shoulders as his hazy eyes opened, meeting mine. “Ezra,” he whimpered.
“I know, baby,” I groaned. I wrapped my arm around Logan’s waist before sliding it down, gripping his hard cock through his jeans. Logan gasped, his dick jerking. I began rubbing him over his jeans as I stroked Spencer. “You two are fucking beautiful together, you know that?” I licked my lips, watching how fucking sinful they looked together, both of them rutting into my fists. “I’m so fucking hard.”
“Fuuuck,” Logan moaned, his forehead dropping to Spencer’s shoulder. Both of them were panting, and I could tell Spencer was getting close.
With fumbling hands, Logan unfastened his tight jeans and pulled his long, thick shaft out. “Please,” he begged.
I wrapped my fist around him, and Logan thrust forward. Raising his head, he sloppily began to kiss Spencer, both of them moaning and groaning as I got them both off.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed. The hottest fucking thing I’d ever been a part of. This shit would star in my fantasies for years to come.
“I’m so close,” Spencer sobbed, his fingers clawing at Logan’s hoodie. “Ezra, fuck?—”
Logan suddenly dropped to his knees and wrapped his lips around Spencer’s length. Spencer’s dick pulsed in my hand before he spilled down Logan’s throat, choking out his name as he came apart.
As soon as Spencer’s dick slipped from Logan’s lips, I yanked Logan up, spun him around, and dropped to my knees in front of him, swallowing his cock to the back of my throat. I was greedy for every drop of his cum. I had no idea what the fuck was happening right now, but I wasn’t questioning it. Not while that gaping hole in my chest wasn’t hurting as much. Not with both of them here with me like this.
“Shit, Ezra,” Logan groaned, his fingers digging into my blonde strands, fucking my hair all up. But I couldn’t even bring myself to care. “So fucking greedy, aren’t you?” he growled. He thrust forward. “Take it.”
I fucking did. I swallowed around his cock when he drove himself down my throat, and that was all it took. His cum flooded my mouth, and I swallowed it all down, moaning at the salty taste of him.
When he pulled out of my mouth, I stood to my feet and pulled Spencer into my arms, leaning down to kiss him. He languidly kissed me back, still a little dazed, still cum-drunk. Then, I tucked his head under my chin, enjoying just holding him like this.
Logan’s brows were furrowed as he stared at us, like he wasn’t sure about something. But he didn’t look angry, which boded well for me. I just wasn’t sure what to do now. Where we stood. Because something had shifted.
And when he raised his eyes from our boy to meet mine, I knew he felt it too.
CHAPTER 13
Logan
THAT AFTERNOON
My boots slapped against the hard floor beneath me as I sprinted for the library, my phone in my hand.
Logan: Please don’t leave. I swear I’m on my way. I’ll explain when I get there.
It was a miracle I didn’t trip and fall flat on my face as I ran and texted at the same time. The chains dangling from my jeans clanked and jingled as I turned the corner, the library just up ahead. If that fucking teacher hadn’t kept me back to talk about my stupid test that I’d actually passed thanks to Spencer’s help, I wouldn’t even be running to get to him.
I’d never cared about being on time for anything or wasting someone else’s time until Spencer. The boy was under my fucking skin, and I didn’t want him anywhere else. And I’d had him upset with me enough to last me a lifetime. I hated disappointing him. It made my skin crawl.
He was the only person I gave a fuck about.
I burst into the library, and the librarian shot me a dark look for letting the door slam shut behind me. I ignored her and sprinted for the back of the library, my heart hammering in my chest. Spencer had looked at my message but hadn’t responded, and I was low-key freaking out that he had already left.
My knees almost buckled when I saw him sitting at our usual table, an energy drink in front of him. He looked up at me, and a smile tilted his lips. My heart flip-flopped in my chest, my world righting itself the moment his dark eyes met mine.
I wouldn’t lie; I’d been a little bit confused over what the hell was happening in my life after what had happened in the janitor’s closet with Ezra. Once upon a time, I’d really liked Ezra—had been pretty sure I was in love with him—but that changed when I accidentally outed him and he and I started going at each other’s throats.
