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As I began stretching Lane open, Raiden’s hands roved my body. He touched me everywhere he could reach.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” he murmured. “Every time I saw you, even though I thought you didn’t want me. I still couldn’t help wondering, what if you’d have let me kiss you that day? If we had gotten together then, we wouldn’t be with Lane as we are now.” He nipped along my shoulder where it met my neck, causing desire to race through me.

I had to concentrate to keep stretching Lane while Raiden teased my body like it was an instrument, his to play.

Lane practically rode my fingers, all three that were buried in him. He pushed back, rocking against them.

“Okay,” he gasped. “Ray, get in me.” I withdrew from him, and Lane rolled over, careful with his leg.

With one last kiss to my neck, Raiden leaned away and turned me until he could kiss my lips. He gripped the back of my neck, holding me in place, tilting my head so he could push his tongue deeper into my mouth. This was what it was like to be owned, to have someone possess me without being inside me.

The room spun when he released me. I had to suck in deep breaths to try to control my racing heart. I could have lived in that kiss.

He guided me to the bed, where I sat and watched as he lubed his dick. Each stroke of his hand along it pulled me under. Being with them was amazing. Watching Raiden line up and sink into Lane made my dick throb.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled off my briefs, freeing myself, and then lay on my side next to Lane. My hand went to his stomach, feeling the muscles contract beneath it. My eyes met his. Leaning forward, I flicked my tongue over his bottom lip. He gasped, his body moving as Raiden started fucking him.

My dick ached to the point of pain, but I kept my hand on Lane, lowering it until I could wrap around his dick. Precum dripped from the tip as he tried to thrust into my fist.

I shifted as close to him as I could get, regretting how I suggested condoms. If I hadn’t, one of them could be inside me right now.

“Fuck, Lane,” Raiden moaned. “You’re so hot inside, holding on to me.”

“Get your panties, Al,” Lane panted. “I want them wrapped around my cock when I come.” This was Lane’s request, not one I’d voiced.

I found them on the bed, placed them on Lane’s dick, and grasped him again.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” he called out.

Raiden had Lane’s legs draped over his arms and pounded into him.

“Yes, yes,” Lane chanted before his dick erupted, cum landing on his chest and stomach, leaking onto the briefs.

Raiden sped up, every thrust slapping their skin together until he moaned long and low, releasing inside Lane.

As soon as I milked everything from Lane, I rolled to my back and fisted myself with the cum soaked briefs.

“No way,” Raiden said. He pulled my hand away and withdrew from Lane.

“I need to come,” I whined. It wasn’t an attractive noise; however, I was beyond caring.

“You will,” Raiden said a moment before he braced his hands on either side of my hips and lowered his head toward my dick.

Raiden nuzzled the base before nosing up the length and lapping at the tip. Lane reached over to hold my dick up for Raiden to take to the back of his throat.

“Dear god,” I moaned.

With Lane’s hand and Raiden's mouth, all it took was him working his throat once before I shot down it.

I gripped his head in my hands, holding him in place as I emptied into him. His dark eyes met mine. The level of emotion in them had my breath hitching in my chest.

As soon as he released me, he dove for Lane’s mouth. I watched in fascination as Raiden fed him my cum. My dick jumped at the sight, more cum leaking out.

They shared a kiss, then Lane turned to me. “Next time, I want you releasing in my mouth.”

“Next time I want you buried in my ass... bare.”

“You did not just say that.”

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