Page 39 of Burning Up

“Can we please ignore it for a little longer, like the rest of the day?” Matt asked.

Bryce glanced at Toby, who smiled and cupped his crotch. “My game would help.”

Trust Toby to brush off even the most depressing thoughts like they were nothing. “It certainly would be a distraction.”

“Toby.” Matt’s voice still held an edge of anger.

“Should I take you to your car now?” Bryce asked Matt.

Matt looked up. Their gazes locked and heat rushed over Bryce. Matt had looked at him like that the night before, full of desire but also apprehension, right before Bryce pushed into his tight ass. “No. I don’t want to go.”

Bryce didn’t want him to go either. So he sat down on the couch, pushed his sweats and boxers down, and pulled out his cock, deciding to let his body do the talking. Toby’s and Matt’s eyes widened, and Bryce loved putting that look of shock and wonder on their faces. He loved it so much he let all his fears go and slid his hand up and down his cock in a steady rhythm, trying his best to give them no choice but to join him.

Matt licked his lips. “God, that’s hot.”

“You like thinking about me fucking you, about how you begged for more?”

“Holy shit!” Matt reached for his own cock.

Toby snickered. “So you like my game after all?”

“Shut up!”

Toby grinned like a cat with cream and joined the party. He pushed his borrowed sweats all the way to the floor, and like in most things, he didn’t start off slow, he went right in with fast, sure strokes. His gaze darted from Bryce to Matt and back. Toby’s excitement and energy mesmerized Bryce for a while, but then he focused on Matt. His pace was slower than Toby’s, and his expression said each stroke gave him the same combination of agony and pleasure as the torment Bryce had given his ass the night before. He was so fucking sensuous. Both these men were divine, and Bryce wanted them, not just for that day but for… for how long? Weeks? Months? Forever?

Soon even Bryce and Matt were moving their hands as quickly as Toby. It was anyone’s guess who could hold out the longest, but Bryce didn’t give a damn if he won or not. He just wanted to watch their faces as they came so he let go, working his dick in a way sure to bring him off quickly.

He was close. So close. He reached a hand down and tugged on his balls. “Watch,” he yelled as his orgasm hit. He kept milking his cock until it was too sore to bear being touched. Matt and Toby never looked away.

“Fuck,” Matt yelled. “Oh fuck. That was…”

“Oh my God. Can’t. I can’t—” Toby cried out.

Bryce fought his body’s exhaustion, sitting up enough to watch Toby’s cum shoot over his hand and spray his abdomen. Toby was still working his cock, enjoying those last seconds of ecstasy, when Matt made a strangled noise and his body stiffened. Toby slid off the couch and knelt in front of him, managing to get his mouth around Matt’s cock before he came. Toby swallowed over and over, taking all Matt had to give.

They watched Fast and Furious 9 and 10, ordered pizza, let it get cold while they fucked like mad before heating it up and eating it while starting Hobbs and Shaw, which they followed with a daisy chain of slurping, sucking, and dirty pleasure. Bryce almost passed out from the sensation of Toby rimming his ass, then swallowing him down as if the concept of a gag reflex was unknown to him. He could easily put a porn star to shame.

As they lay there, covered in cum and too exhausted to do anything about it, Bryce realized it was after ten PM. “Wow, we really spent the whole day fucking and watching TV.”

Toby giggled. “Fantastic, isn’t it?”

“We didn’t go for a run. I never skip my run,” Matt groused.

Toby raised up on his elbow and looked at Matt. “Seriously? Doesn’t all this sex count as a workout? I can hardly move.”

Bryce agreed. “You’re excused today.”

Matt just groaned. Trust him to be the conscientious one.

“Hey, if I didn’t think it would kill me, I’d do my best to get your heart rate up again.”

“Don’t try, because it would definitely kill me,” Matt conceded.

Toby sat up, grinning. “Not me. Let’s go!”

“Shut up!” Matt and Bryce said the words simultaneously.

Toby snorted as he collapsed back onto the mattress. “Matt’s such a fucking rules follower.”

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