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“Jesus,” Alton muttered, causing Lane to laugh. It was a beautiful sound.

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ALTON

Nerves coursed through me. I hadn't felt like this since I was younger and didn’t know what I was doing. We wouldn’t be using condoms. I trusted Raiden and Lane. They wouldn’t put me in harm’s way. The other part of me couldn't forget what I’d seen throughout my career.

If I was already risking my heart, risking my body was another big step. These two had the ability to obliterate me. Every moment with them, I sank deeper.

Here I was, with Raiden at my back and Lane in front of me. I was nothing like them, yet they wanted to be with me. Opposites attracted, sure. I wasn’t in the same realm as them. Lane said it was what they needed. I was who they chose to be with. It was time to stop overthinking and let go. Being with them could be as easy or as complicated as I made it. I chose the former by leaning forward and pressing my lips to Lane’s.

His parted, allowing me entrance, moaning into my mouth. My hands moved to his hips, stopping myself before pulling him closer. He could tell me he was fine all he wanted, but his leg was still injured. He had to take the time to heal.

Knowing him, once he was back with Jordan on Monday, he’d act like nothing happened and continue as usual while limping.

Raiden’s lips pressed to the back of my neck, leaving chills in their wake. Strong hands roved over my stomach, down to my waist, where he pushed them beneath my shirt so his skin touched mine. It was more of a possessive brand rather than him simply touching me.

Lane’s arms came around me to get to Raiden as he shifted closer, not removing his mouth from mine. I was achingly hard when Lane’s dick pressed against me. He was pure temptation with the way he moved his hips in time with his tongue.

We broke apart so Raiden could lift my shirt from me. His hands moved to my sweats next, capturing them with my briefs to work them off but stopped.

“Hold on,” Lane said, peering down. “You were hiding something from us, Al.” The grin he wore was equal parts desire and mischief.

Leaning back, Lane ran his finger along the waistband of my briefs. “This is incredibly hot.”

Having them on was second nature when I was home. No one had touched me in a while so I didn’t think about what Lane and Raiden would say when they saw them. In truth, I forgot they were there.

Silk felt luxurious against my skin. A few years ago, I decided to buy a pair of silk briefs online. The size was too small when I got them, but that didn’t stop me from wrapping them around my dick and jerking off to the sensation of them on me.

I ordered the right size after and enjoyed the way they fit. Now I had a drawer full of them. They weren’t tight all the way around but rather a little loose in the front to give me more movement. They were soft and supple, a way for me to indulge that no one knew about.

Until now.

A blush heated my cheeks. Not only had Lane leaned away to look at me, but Raiden no longer heated my back.

He pulled my sweats down but left my briefs on. They were a deep magenta, tighter on my ass, looser in the front like the others, which was especially good considering how hard I was.

“My god,” Raiden whispered as his fingers glided over the swell of my ass. “I need to be in there to feel what it’s like.”

Glancing over my shoulder, I was mesmerized as he stripped his clothes off, revealing how impressive his dick was.

“I’m not going to fuck you,” he said. “I just want to feel you with these on.”

I nodded, waiting to see what he’d do.

Raiden slid my briefs down my ass as he stepped close, bent his knees, then pushed his dick under my ass, between my legs. A rough groan left him as he brought his body flush to mine. We were skin on skin from the neck down. His dick was held to my bare body by my thighs and the silk.

I could imagine going bare with them and actually found myself wanting it. Not today, but soon.

“Mmm,” Lane hummed, bringing his hand over my silk-covered dick, lower to where Raiden pushed forward beneath my balls. “This is a good look on you, Al. Your cock is leaking in these pretty panties. Raiden’s thrusting beneath you, his precum seeping through the fabric. I hope you have more of these. You should wear them every day.”

“No,” Raiden said, his lips at my shoulder. “Only for us. Only when we’re going to see him.” The possession in his words shouldn’t have been as much of a turn-on as it was.

“I am fond of that idea,” Lane murmured. “But for now, I’m feeling awfully neglected over here. How about you lube me up, Al, stretch me open, and get me ready for Ray? He’s going to testthe limits of how much I can take. I can’t wait.” And I was going to have a front-row seat to it.

Raiden stayed at my back, his dick in my briefs while I grabbed the lube and coated my fingers. Lane got into position in front of me, facing away with his ass up and legs slightly spread to try to alleviate the weight on his injured leg. A pillow was tucked under his head. God, he was gorgeous. A dusting of hair covered his legs. I wanted to run my hands through it. I would another time.

My fingers glided around Lane’s hole, teasing, watching the way he reacted to my touch. He was so responsive. I dipped a finger inside, feeling him clench around it. He quickly relaxed so I could slide the rest of the way in.

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