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Perfect. Such a perfect, needy boy.
Ezra moved off of him, and I brushed my hand over his muscular thigh, giving him the go-ahead to prep our boy. I heard lube crack open, and then Spencer groaned, his body tensing.
“Relax,” I breathed against his lips. “It’s going to feel so fucking good. I promise.”
He blew out a shaky breath, and then moaned a moment later, his eyes rolling back in his head. I grinned. “I think someone just found that spot inside you,” I hummed.
Ezra chuckled, and when he brushed it again, Spencer spread his legs wider, one of his ankles hooking over my back. I circled his cock and began to slowly stroke him, just enough to keep him relaxed and needy so Ezra could prep him. Ezra’s cock wasn’t small by any means, and Spencer was little. He needed a lot of prep.
A few minutes later, Spencer was a whining, moaning, begging mess. I moved, and Ezra leaned over him, his condom-covered cock notching at Spencer’s entrance. “Focus on me,” Ezra told him gently. “It’s going to burn at first, but I’ll make it feel good. I promise. Do you trust me?”
Spencer nodded, his arms winding around Ezra. “I trust you,” he whispered.
Ezra eased inside of him inch by inch, and when he finally made it past that tight ring of muscle, Spencer cried out, his cock leaking all over his flat stomach. “Oh, Christ,” he moaned. Ezra kissed him then and slowly began to rock his hips. I took a moment to just enjoy how damn perfect they looked together—Spencer’s blissed-out expression, the way Ezra worshipped him.
I rolled a condom onto my length and squirted lube onto my fingers. “No prep needed,” Ezra panted. “I used a dildo this morning.”
I groaned at the mental image his words painted in my mind. “I need to watch you do that one day,” I growled as I positioned myself behind him. After making sure I was extra lubed, I pressed the tip of my cock against his hole.
And Ezra pushed back on me as he stroked out of Spencer.
“Fuck,” I snarled, my nails digging into his hip hard enough to break the skin there. I gripped his shoulder with my other hand and eased out before shoving back in. Spencer cried out, his eyes snapping open. They met mine over Ezra’s shoulder as Ezra dropped his head to rest beside Spencer’s on the mattress. “More,” Spencer begged me.
I began stroking in and out of Ezra in earnest, forcing him to fuck Spencer at the same time. Both of them were beyond the point of any coherency, and I wasn’t far behind. Ezra was warm and tight, and my dick was eager to spill inside of him.
“Need you two to come,” I rasped, my hips smacking against Ezra’s ass.
Ezra reached between their bodies and circled his hand around Spencer’s length. With three strokes of his hand, he and Spencer fell apart at the same time. I gritted my teeth, and my vision whited out for a moment as I spilled into the condom, Ezra’s hole tightening around me, fucking milking me.
We collapsed into a pile of limbs and bodies, and eventually, I got the strength to roll to my side and pull Ezra with me. Spencer rolled with us, his fingers seeking mine out. I linked our fingers together on Ezra’s hip.
“Fuck,” Ezra finally wheezed.
I grunted in agreement.
Sex had never felt like that before.
I hoped Ezra and Spencer were ready for me because after this, I was never letting either of them go.
They were mine.
CHAPTER 16
Logan
SAME NIGHT
Spencer unlocked his phone and groaned, burying his face in Ezra’s pillow. I arched a brow at him. Ezra ran his hand down Spencer’s bare back. We’d gotten somewhat dressed after getting cleaned up a little while ago, though shirts had yet to be replaced on our bodies. And I had to admit, I wasn’t ready for Spencer and Ezra to completely cover up yet. Their bodies were so different from each other’s, but it was a beautiful contrast. One I hadn’t been able to stop admiring.
Spencer was so slim compared to Ezra’s bulky muscles, and when Ezra cuddled him, it made Spencer look so safe and protected. And that fucking did something to me—made my insides go all warm and fuzzy to know our boy was safe with us.
“What’s wrong?” Ezra asked him just as an explosion sounded on the TV. I glanced at the movie before focusing back on Spencer.
“I need to head home soon,” Spencer said, his voice muffled by the pillow. “I don’t want to move.”
I chuckled, not blaming him. Ezra’s cook—yeah, he had a fucking cook—had made a damn good meal of chicken alfredo with garlic bread that could rival any restaurant’s meal. I’d been about three bites away from a food coma when I finished my own food. I knew Spencer was probably in the same boat.
“I don’t want to make your dad upset with us before we’ve even had the chance to make a good impression,” Ezra told him, “so come on. Up. Let’s get dressed and head out. We’ll follow you home so we can meet your dad, and then I’ll drive Logan back home.”
