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Bryce reached back, threading his fingers through Cole’s hair, and Cole kept up his long, slow thrusts, plunging into Bryce’s body and driving him forward into Ava’s. Sweat-slicked skin slid together and breathless moans filled the air. Cole hugged Bryce and Ava to him tightly, never wanting to let go of either one of them. He kept up his litany of praise, telling Bryce and Ava how sexy and beautiful they were, and how loved they were.
The tingling began at the base of his spine and Cole’s movements stuttered. He didn’t want this moment to end. Bryce’s hot, slicked-up channel surrounded him, and the spongy pad of his prostate gave the full length of his cock an extra lick of sensation every time he thrust forward.
The smell of sex lingered heavily in the air and the writhing bodies below him pushed him ever closer to the edge. Ecstasy awaited, but Cole wouldn’t be the first one to get there if it was the last thing he did.
Bryce clenched his tight ring of muscle and Cole saw stars. It was the beginning of a chain reaction, Ava catapulting over first as Bryce drove his hips into her. For a second time, Bryce’s channel tightened around him, Bryce going rigid and grunting as he emptied his seed into Ava.
With his dick being strangled in the best possible way and the cacophony of moans below him, Cole ground his hips forward and unleashed, his orgasm ripping through him like a lightning strike electrifying every one of his nerve endings, the sizzle a painless nirvana. With each throb of his balls, Cole emptied himself, painting the inside of Bryce’s channel with his cum. His shout of completion rent the air and his heavy breaths ghosted across Bryce’s skin, raising a trail of gooseflesh in their wake.
He didn’t want to leave the sanctuary of the bubble they had created in their bed, but his softening cock wouldn’t allow him to stay. He pulled out and collapsed to the side, wishing he had a view of his cum dribbling out of Bryce.
Ava nudged their man, and he slid off her boneless. Her parted legs were slick with their combined essence and Cole wanted more than a visual. He eased himself down the bed, lapping at her folds until she rocked her hips and gripped his hair with both hands as she ground against him, claiming another orgasm from him. Both he and Bryce were hard again by the time he’d finished, and the way Bryce manhandled him so that they were sixty-nineing was so hot that Cole damn near came on the spot.
He resisted, barely, distracting himself by licking up the evidence of his arousal from between Bryce’s cheeks before swallowing his man’s cock. Bryce drove up into his throat and the first connection with his tonsils sent Cole over the edge once more. He shouted out around Bryce’s shaft and swallowed as Bryce came down his throat.
*****
Saturday morning dawned and Cole blinked open his eyes, his head pillowed on Bryce’s leg where he’d passed out the night before. Ava was curled around Bryce, her fingers sliding into Cole’s hair as she smiled softly at him.
He winced and adjusted his position. “Morning, beautiful,” he rasped, his throat still saw from Bryce’s cock lodged down it.
“Morning, grumpy cat.” She huffed out a laugh when Cole stuck out his tongue. Bryce cracked open an eye and lifted his head up to peer at him.
“How are you doing today, babe?” Cole asked.
Bryce wiggled his hips as if he was testing out the movement and groaned. “I’m achy but not hurting. Might need a few days before we try that again.”
Cole flipped around, using Bryce’s thick arm as a pillow. “You don’t have to do it again at all.”
“Yes, I really do.” Bryce’s smile was lazy and supremely satisfied too, and Cole grinned happily, his heart fluttering at the thought that he’d made things good for Bryce. Almost as soon as he had the thought, Bryce’s smile slipped, and he sighed.
“Hey, we’ll work it out.”
“I know. I meant what I said yesterday too. I’ll get back there.” Bryce’s stomach rumbled at the same time as a buzzing began on the floor. “Urgh, they can bugger off,” Bryce mumbled, but Ava was already on her feet, bending down and scooping up his phone. When she handed it to Bryce, Cole saw Travis’s name on the screen. “Hey, mate,” Bryce answered warily. “Do I want to know?”
“You absolutely do.” The words loud and clear, even from where Cole lay.
Bryce perked up, pulling himself up to sitting. Leaning against the headboard, he put his phone on speaker.
“Hit me,” he responded, bracing himself.
“I’ve spent all night on the phone. I reached out to every team who would take my call and after chatting with eight clubs, I narrowed it down to three and floated the idea of you transferring to them. Melbourne’s roster is full and they’re at the salary cap so can’t take anyone else on.”
Bryce nodded and made a non-committal noise. Cole’s chest squeezed. The idea of Bryce moving to Melbourne sucked, but a long-distance relationship was a small price to pay if it meant he could play professionally.
“Of the two others, the Gold Coast was the most receptive. In the strictest of confidence, I explained what’s going down with the Lightning and this bullshit article. They’re supportive of however you want to handle it.”
A rustling sounded on the phone and a yawn ripped out of Travis. “Sorry, I’m too damn old to be doing an all-nighter, especially when there’s no sex or alcohol involved.”
Bryce snorted out a laugh, Cole bit his lip and Ava rolled her eyes, her expression alight with humour.
“Their player recruitment manager got the team’s PR rep on the phone while we were speaking. He suggested that they do an immediate announcement of your transfer, pending approval from your old club. They want to frame it as if they’re poaching you to replace their retiring prop. Given you’re still contracted to the Lightning, you’ll need to be let out of the contract, but after Ellie’s reaction, I can’t imagine that the team will have too much of an issue letting you go.” Travis took his first breath after the dump of information and launched straight back into talking. “They’re a solid club, up and coming and have a great coach. They’re putting together an offer for you as we speak. Bryce, I recommend accepting it, no matter what the terms are. Getting back into professional football is going to be harder than transferring sideways.”
“Wow, okay,” Bryce started. “Um… can I think about it?”
Cole watched as Ava threaded their fingers together. He rested his head on Bryce’s shoulder, curling his hand around his man’s forearm. He would support Bryce with whatever he needed and would back up whatever decision he made, but bloody hell, this sounded like a dream opportunity.
“Of course, but as I said, Bryce, this might be your best chance. In the meantime, I’ve had our marketing people draft up an Instagram post. I’ve emailed it to you already together with the Gold Coast’s draft press release. Check them both, send me some photos that show you and Cole together, and I’ll look after posting it on Instagram for you.”
