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“I want you to fuck Gabe until he screams, okay, baby?” Kris told Linc as he was pushing his body into place behind Gabe’s. Linc’s shaft was sheathed and slicked and hard and when he pushed in, Gabe cried out, his fingers digging into the post he was holding on to. Linc threw his head back and groaned.
“So fucking tight,” Linc swore.
Kris looked into the open space between Linc and Gabe’s bodies, watching with rapt attention as Linc’s thick cock slowly disappeared inside Gabe. “Damn, you two fit together perfectly,” Kris whispered, prying one of Linc’s hands from Gabe’s hip and moving it to Gabe’s weeping cock.
Kris sucked on Linc’s neck with determination—he wanted to leave a mark—and Linc moaned. Reaching for another condom and the lube, Kris covered his shaft with latex before applying an ample amount of slick. When he circled Linc’s puckered hole with one finger, gently sliding in up to the knuckle, Linc gasped and begged for more. “You like that, baby?” He growled into Linc’s ear.
Chris slid his body in between Linc’s spread thighs, leaning in and nipping at his ear, whispering so no one but Linc would hear him. “I wanted our first time together to be different; promise me we will do it right the next time.”
When Linc turned his head to look up at him and mouthed the wordPromise, Kris smiled seductively before kissing him tenderly. The seal of their lips was broken when Kris buried himself in Linc’s ass with one long, slow thrust of his hips.
“Oh, my God.” Linc moaned as Kris’s cock filled him. He was tight, warm, and welcoming, and it felt so amazing—Kris thought he could get lost inside this man forever. If this was how it felt to finally be with Linc, how much better would the sensations and ecstasy feel when it was just the two of them? Chris couldn’t think about that right now. Pushing thoughts of romance and lovemaking aside, Kris drove into Linc hard and fast and milked it for the cameras.
It didn’t take long for them to fall into a steady, synchronized flow. Gabe’s lithe little body was pinned against the bedpost. He purred and arched like a contented house cat. Linc’s eyes were closed; his head lay on Kris’s shoulder and he anchored himself with one hand on Kris’s thigh with a tight grip, the other still fisting Gabe’s cock. Kris wrapped an arm around Linc’s stomach, pulling their bodies flush, back to chest, his other hand clasping Gabe’s shoulder. He wondered briefly how this felt for Gabe—he was taking the brunt of the pounding, the force behind both Kris’s and Linc’s thrusts.
“Oh God…yes…harder…so close!” Gabe cursed and shouted.Well, that answers that.Kris chuckled, the sound blending beautifully with the chorus of slapping skin, moans, and groans wafting around the room. Linc released the smaller man’s dick, his fingers digging into Gabe’s slight hip bone, Linc’s grip was so tight, his knuckles were white. If his heavy breathing and high-pitched wails were any indication, Gabe didn’t seem to mind.
Linc and Gabe seemed to be in their own little worlds of bliss, oblivious to anything and everyone else in the room, likely chasing their releases. Gabe was on his knees, holding on to the corner post of the bed, his long, lean cock bobbing up and down, smacking his stomach with every thrust of Linc slamming into his body. He was panting and moaning, breathless and shrieking, growing louder by the minute. Kris picked up the pace, certain Gabe was going to come any second.
Linc was holding Gabe in place with one hand as he drove into him, his head turned and twisted at an odd angle while his tongue actively searched for Kris’s. And then, as if on cue, Gabe cried out, “Oh God, fuck, Linc, I’m coming!” as his cock erupted all over his stomach, the sheets, and the post in front of him. He slumped forward and rested his head on the post, Linc still holding him up by the hip. Kris lessened the force of his thrusts, sliding in and out of Linc’s body with slow, deliberate thrusts, instructing Linc to pull out. “Lose the condom and shoot your load all over his ass, baby.” Linc followed his instructions to the letter. Kris slid out of Linc’s warm body, jerking his own condom off. But instead of giving Andrew the “come shot,” he wrapped both arms tight around Linc’s waist, holding him up and biting into his neck, feeling an insane need to mark the man as his.
Having caught his breath, Gabe climbed out from under Linc and came around the foot of the bed, grabbing Kris by his shoulders and shoving him onto his back on the bed. They stretched out on either side of Kris’s long body, each licking up one side of his throbbing cock. Kris watched Linc guide Gabe’s mouth down toward his balls before smiling up at him and swallowing Kris’s length into his mouth, gagging a little at first, until his throat relaxed. With Gabe sucking on his balls and licking his taint, and his shaft buried in Linc’s mouth, Kris came with a shout that probably shook the windows.
Kris dragged Gabe’s body up against his and kissed him, pulling Linc’s head over; Kris smiled when he tasted himself on Linc’s tongue. Gabe leaned back and lay his head down on Kris’s chest, closing his eyes and breathing deeply. Kris didn’t pay the adorable blond much attention, instead staying glued to Linc’s mouth, making damn sure his tongue was the last one to touch Linc’s. The three of them struggled to catch their breaths, and Kris hoped they were the perfect picture of bliss, not just a sweaty, sticky mess.
“And…cut!”
***
Mattie could hear Victor and Andrew in a heated discussion as he approached their bedroom.
“This cannot end well, Andy; you know, you just overlook!” Victor shouted. Mattie made shushing noises as he closed the doors and turned on his iPod to try and cover their voices. Victor started rambling in Romanian and Mattie smiled; he loved it when his man got so worked up that he couldn’t even speak English. Maybe he’d get lucky this afternoon.
“Vic, baby, calm the fuck down. I’m not saying this is going to be easy for them, but who are we to sit Chris and Linc down and tell them not to pursue a relationship? If you haven’t seen the way they’ve been skirting around each other since day one, then you’re fucking blind!” Andrew didn’t yell, but his voice was an octave higher than normal.
Victor turned a lovely shade of puce, eyes narrowed, the vein in his neck pulsing. Mattie quickly stepped in between them, placing his hands over their mouths. “Now that I have your undivided attention, listen up. We, as inyou,” he said, playfully jabbing Victor with his finger, “and you,” he flicked Andrew’s ear, “andIare not going to do anything. Those are three grown-ass men in that room that can work this out on their own.Ifand when they can’t, then you two can butt your big noses in, got it?” Victor still looked mad as hell, but he acquiesced, and Andrew agreed as well—of course he hadn’t wanted to get involved in the first place.
Mattie patted them both on the cheek. “All right, now that’s settled.”
He turned to walk away, but Andrew grabbed him and spun him around to face him. “Oh no, you don’t get to come in here and get us all riled up, then walk away, Matt.” Andrew’s eyes were focused on Mattie’s lips as he licked them; then Mattie felt Victor’s warmth against his back and he smiled. Yes, now this was more like it; it seemed he would indeed be getting lucky this afternoon after all.
Chapter Twenty
Excited
Chris let Linc doze off, loving the feeling of Linc’s warm breath on his skin. He trailed his fingers along the length of Linc’s spine, smiling when the man’s flesh broke out in goose bumps. Linc sighed, moving closer and snuggling in under Chris’s arm. Linc blinked up at him, grinning sleepily.
“I’m sorry, but you looked so peaceful.…I couldn’t bring myself to move you,” Chris said quietly. Linc tipped his head back and kissed him on the chin. They both turned to look at Gabe when he cleared his throat.
“Guys, I love you both. You know that, right? And while that was one of the best fucking sexual encounters I’ve ever had, I’m not trying out for the part of the third wheel in the Chris and Lincoln reality show, just to be clear.” Gabe looked completely serious, and yet, Chris found his words so hysterical that he couldn’t stop himself from cracking up. He laughed so hard, his sides hurt. And kept on laughing until Gabe kicked him and Linc slapped his arm.
“Sorry, Gabe, I’m not laughingatyou, I swear. And no, you’re right, I’m strictly a one-on-one kind of guy. But…” Chris was trying to reassure both men at the same time. He didn’t want to be a younger version of the vampire-cameraman-twink trio that, by the sound of it, was upstairs trying to reenact the video they recently shot. “I think Linc and I need to talk about this in private, Gabe, if you don’t mind.”
Gabe climbed off the bed and quickly found his clothes, dressed, and headed for the door. “Okay. I had to make sure we were all on the same page from the start. I wouldn’t mind a repeat somewhere down the road, but for work purposes only. I’ll see you two downstairs later,” he said as he exited the room, closing the door behind him.
Linc exhaled heavily. “I will admit, I was a little freaked out when we first came back here to the room. I mean, I know this thing between us is still new and we haven’t even talked about exclusivity or anything, but it bothered me a little, seeing you with Gabe.”
Linc climbed out of the bed and started getting dressed as well. “Wait, where are you going, Linc? Don’t you want to talk about this?” Chris’s voice took on a note of desperation. Was Linc really going to lay that confession at his feet and then get dressed and walk out?
