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Spencer quietly laughed. Ezra pushed open a door and led us into the massive room. And I fucking mean massive. It was a bedroom, but there was a whole fucking sitting area with two couches and a television, a king-size bed, three dressers, and even a fucking tiny kitchen area with a mini fridge, a small bar stocked with water, and snacks lined up on shelves against the wall.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I managed. It was basically a studio apartment. Just how rich was he?
Ezra rubbed the back of his neck. “I hate this place,” he confessed. He began toeing off his shoes by the door, so Spencer and I quickly followed suit. “They spent all this money to give me so much shit, and it’s not even what I damn want.”
I knew what he wanted, and I kept my mouth shut about it. Seeming to understand, Spencer’s eyes went a little sad as he looked between us. Then, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Ezra’s waist and rested his head on Ezra’s chest. Ezra sighed and enveloped our boy in his arms, resting his chin on Spencer’s head, his eyes meeting mine.
“I like you,” Ezra blurted. I blinked in surprise, a little taken aback by the abrupt confession. “I really fucking like you, Logan. And I know I’ve fucked up a lot by treating you like shit all these years, but I’d like a chance to start over again.”
I leaned my shoulder against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest. “People at school are going to talk,” I warned him. “Suddenly going from enemies to not only fucking the same boy but also fucking each other? You sure your reputation can take that hit?” It was a low blow, and I knew it was. But fuck, I needed to know he wasn’t going to turn into an asshole at the first sign of trouble.
And trouble would follow. It always did, especially when I was involved.
He nodded, steeling his jaw. “I don’t care about my reputation, Logan. Some things in life are more important than that.”
A shiver rolled down my spine. He considered me to be more important than his reputation. Fuck, that settled in my gut like lead—but not in a bad way. It grounded me.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d ever been that important to someone. Wasn’t sure if I ever had, to be honest.
“Christ,” I rasped. Then, I stepped forward, and with our boy between us, I wrapped my hand around the back of Ezra’s neck and slanted my lips across his. He moaned into my mouth and licked at the seam of my lips. I parted for him, letting him take control of the kiss for a moment. He was an expert with his tongue, and my hole clenched at the thought of him using that tongue elsewhere on me.
Panting, I parted our lips and then leaned down to kiss Spencer. Ezra began making work of Spencer’s clothes, and I began to run my hands over every inch of skin that became exposed to my wandering fingers. Once just Spencer’s jeans were left, I turned his head so Ezra could claim his mouth and then lowered myself to my knees and unfastened his jeans. I tugged them down with his briefs just enough for his cock to spring free.
“So fucking pretty,” I growled.
He made a choking sound when I swirled my tongue around his tip, licking up the bead of precum there. And then, I swallowed him to the back of my throat. He cried out, his fingers lacing in my hair. Looking up from beneath my lashes, I watched as Ezra tongue-fucked his mouth. Their kiss was messy since Spencer could barely focus, but Ezra made sure to keep his mouth occupied. And he fucking did it well.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Spencer moaned. “Gonna?—”
Ezra thrust his tongue down Spencer’s throat, and Spencer’s cum flooded my mouth. I greedily swallowed it all, my taste buds tingling at his salty flavor. Honestly, I was a bit fucking sad I couldn’t get more. Couldn’t just drink it from his cock whenever I wanted because goddamn, giving my boy head was addicting.
I stood to my feet, and Ezra lifted Spencer off his feet before depositing him on the massive bed. I prowled toward Ezra, and he sucked in a sharp breath of air when he turned around, only to almost crash into me. I smirked and reached for the hem of his shirt.
He nodded once. That was all the push I needed.
I yanked his shirt over his head and then curled my hand around the front of his throat. Plunging my tongue into his mouth, I used my other hand to undo his jeans and slide the zipper down. He panted into my mouth as he pushed them down with trembling hands, toeing his socks off after until he was completely naked, his muscular, toned body on display.
I looked up when Spencer tossed his jeans and boxers to the floor so they were no longer around his ankles and swallowed thickly at the sight of him.
Our boy was so damn beautiful.
“Fucking look at him,” I rasped as I spun Ezra around to face the bed.
“Shit,” he groaned as he ran his eyes over our boy. Spencer was stroking his cock with slow, controlled movements. His eyes showed how nervous he was, but they also reflected his need and how badly he wanted this.
Ezra crawled onto the bed, his perfect ass swaying as he moved to straddle our boy. He knocked Spencer’s hand aside and took over stroking his stiff length. “First time?” Ezra asked him.
I began tugging off my clothes, which didn’t take long. After a moment of Spencer contemplating whether to confess or not, he shook his head.
“No,” he rasped. “Just not a ton of experience.”
I slid onto the bed next to them and sprawled out on my side, walking my fingers up Spencer’s flat stomach. He shivered, his eyelids fluttering. “We’ll take good care of you,” I promised him. Leaning over him, I softly kissed him, coaxing his lips apart. “Who do you want inside of you, pretty boy?”
He whimpered. “Please don’t make me choose.”
I chuckled. “All of us are getting fucked, baby,” Ezra told him. I growled and thrust my aching cock against Ezra’s leg. Ezra flicked a heated glance at me before focusing back on our needy boy. “So tell us, baby—who do you want to fuck you?”
“I don’t care,” he breathed before he pulled my lips back to his.
