“Shouldn’t you guys be hungover? Dead to the world?” I try to make some space for myself, but they just grip tighter, like this is a strategy they worked out together.
“Jax’s typically an early riser.” Phoenix snickers, his hand passing over the front of my boxers. He squeezes me hard, making me flinch. “Is our greedy rookie getting hard? You want Jax to take you for a ride?”
Jax shifts closer, his arm sliding fully around my waist, pressing his hard cock against mine like he’s claiming space.
“Mm.” His voice is thick with sleep, but not so far gone that he missed Phoenix’s words. “That true, Cap? You gonna let me take the rookie for a spin too?”
I jolt, eyes going wide. “Jax?—”
But Phoenix just chuckles, the sound vibrating into me. “Careful, bud. He’s shy. Gotta ease him into the idea.”
“Doesn’t feel shy to me,” Jax murmurs, voice thick with sleep but too knowing. His hips shift, once more pressing his hard cock against mine. “He’s warm as fuck.”
My chest jerks. I open my mouth to protest—but Phoenix laughs against my ear, low and dangerous.
“Tell us, Lee,” Phoenix whispers, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Who would you want more? My cock in your mouth…or his?”
My breath hitches. “Stop?—”
“Not until you answer.” Phoenix’s hand slides down, cupping my ass through my shorts, squeezing hard enough to make me choke on air. Heat bolts through me, sharp and unbearable.
Jax groans, shifting fully against me now, his cock grinding into my hip as his arm locks tighter around me. “Hell, I’d let him ride me. Bet he’d look good bouncing, huh?”
My eyes go wide. “Wait?—”
But Phoenix only smirks, his grip on me unrelenting. “I’d like to see that.” Then, almost like he’s enjoying the cruelty of it, he tilts his head toward Jax. “Ease him into it. Rookie likes being touched slow before he falls apart.”
Jax’s chuckle is rough, a little wicked. “That right? Guess I’ll be gentle.” His hand slides under my shorts, callused fingertips brushing over the head of my dick, making me jolt.
Phoenix’s mouth drags over my throat, his teeth grazing the skin. “That’s it. Let him feel you. Just don’t mark him.”
The order is sharp, commanding. Jax nods like he’s used to it, like he knows Phoenix always calls the shots.
And I can’t breathe.
I should fight. I should shove them both away. But instead I’m gasping, shame and hunger blurring until I can’t tell them apart.
Phoenix slips a finger into my ass as Jax begins pumping my shaft. I gasp, my back arching.
“I—This is too much,” I gasp, desperate.
“Should we stop, Lee?” Jax kisses my mouth, his tongue sliding against mine.
Phoenix fingering me from behind. Jax controlling my front. It’s almost too much.
Phoenix’s lips ghosting over my ear. “Tell me, Lee. Who’s gonna fuck your mouth first?”
Jax releases my mouth. He pulls his cock out pressing it between my thighs.
“Jax!”
Phoenix chuckles darkly. “Thought so.”
Jax shifts, rolling me onto my knees. Phoenix shoves my shorts down, baring me to the air. My cock hangs swollen and heavy, already leaking with excitement.
“Look at him,” Phoenix says, his voice gravel and heat. “Already dripping. Open his mouth.”
Jax smirks down at me, sliding his boxers off, his cock heavy and flushed. He kneels in front of me. “Open wide, rookie.”
