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Previous chapters: p1, p2
part 3
Alec stared down at Max’s hand then looked past her to Logan watching avidly for any reaction. Alec simply didn’t believe their sudden desire for him was anything more than a momentary urge to play out a kink. In time, once they’d satisfied their curiosity, they’d realized the mistake and want him to leave.
The real question was - could he just walk away and never know what it’d be like to touch and taste Max, to feel Logan and wind him up to get him hard and watch him explode - to do a hell of a lot more than lick his hand? Or would it be better to just take his fill now until he had to walk away? On a visceral level his body decided for him. Before he could reject the offer his hand inched forward to meet Max’s extended hand.
It was against his better judgment; he should just walk away now but even as he considered that option, his instincts were screaming he couldn’t leave without sampling what they were offering freely.
Before he reached Max’s hand, she covered the distance herself. Her fingers twined and clasped his hand tightly, pulling him forward with brute strength and twisted him until he lost his balance then she pushed him back into Logan’s lap.
Logan for his part, quickly wrapped his arms around Alec’s waist to hold him in place.
Seconds later, Max was leaning in close until he felt her breath skim along his jaw up to his ear. “No running…” He briefly thought of saying something but Logan took that moment to join Max. “You smell good.” Alec shivered at the contact as Logan nuzzled against his neck. Lips trailed then settled on his pulse point where Logan’s tongue descended. It was slightly muffled but Alec clearly heard Logan’s “Taste even better.” as his tongue continued to lavish his skin.
Gulping as if he was losing air instead of wallowing in pleasure, Alec choked out, “Shouldn’t this be more about you two?”
Max shifted and crouched in front of them, she leveled a look at Logan then pointedly brought it back to him. “It is and we will, but first I want your word, promise you’ll stay…”
Alec sighed, annoyed with Max that his gesture of reaching out wasn’t enough; he was about to tell her too, however before he could answer, Logan added, “Promise you’ll stay until Bing returns.”
Shocked, Alec’s eyes widened. He was prepared to stay the night, but what Logan was asking for was a month. A month of having everything he wanted then having to walk away, but it also meant that he’d have more than just tonight. He wouldn’t have to sneak out while they were sleeping and in a week he’d bet by then he would have worn out his welcome and they’d kick him to the curb long before the month was out.
Max’s hands enticingly slid up his thighs. “Say yes…”
Dumbfounded, he nodded.
Behind him Alec felt Logan’s body press closer against his back. “No Alec, you need to tell us, I want you to look me in the eyes and give me your word.”
He met Max’s eyes, they softened as she nodded. Finally Alec twisted around until he was facing Logan and searched his face. “Yes, I’ll stay.”
“Until Bling returns?” Max prompted.
He didn’t turn around but his eyes locked with Logan. “Yes.”
Alec felt Max’s warm breath precede her lips as she leaned in. “Good, but know if you break your word…” was quickly followed by the wet slick of Max’s tongue as she traced around the outer shell of his ear. “You’ll be punished…”
Alec jerked when he felt Logan’s hand rub against his swelling length. Max parted his knees, caressing his thighs before she trailed her nails upwards to undo his pants then tugged on the sides to pull them down. While Logan’s hand burrowed under Alec’s boxers to grip his hard cock. Logan just held him for a moment feeling his length, the weight and size of him before Logan’s thumb swept over the head collecting pre-come before he slid up then down mirroring the hand job Alec had given him earlier.
Alec started to moan but Logan swallowed the sound as he captured Alec’s mouth while his hand stayed in motion. He was so involved in Logan’s dominating kiss he was barely aware Max had removed his shoes and socks until the air hit his toes. It lasted only a moment when he felt Max shift to remove his pants throwing them behind her. She didn’t hesitate and removed his boxers leaving his lower body completely exposed.
Abruptly Logan’s hand stilled and clenched around the base of his cock offering the head to Max. Max swallowed, shattering Alec’s composure; her lips tightened around the head even as her tongue danced over the slit. Logan pumped his cock once, twice, before it was too much and Max was swallowing his come.
Feeling debauched, Alec lay over Logan’s body as Logan continued to thoroughly kiss him. Alec suddenly felt cool air hit his cock then belatedly realized Max had already moved and was nuzzling his neck. Logan pulled away to glance at Max. Through a haze of lust Alec watched them. Neither stirred, but communicated silently until Logan licked his lips and dropped his eyes to Max’s mouth – to her lips – and stared intently.
Alec didn’t understand until Logan leaned forward just as Max arched up, and hoarsely whispered, “Need to taste…” Their lips barely touched as Logan thrust his tongue into Max’s mouth. It was less of a kiss and more of Logan devouring Max as if her mouth held the treasure of water to a dying man.
A heartbeat later Alec flushed, realizing the prize Logan wanted was to taste what was left of his essence that lingered in Max’s mouth.
For long minutes Max held her mouth open letting Logan have his fill. Slowly Logan’s fevered frenzy wound down into slow lingering kisses that Max readily returned.
Pulling back, Alec could see Max’s eyes were glossed over as her lips pulled into a Cheshire cat-like grin that only widened when she leveled her eyes on him. “Ready to move this to the bed?”
Before Alec could answer Logan squeezed his hand still anchored on his ridged cock, and answered, “I’d say he’s ready.”
Max easily supplied, “One of Manticore’s better enhancements, probably as good as any Viagra product.”
“Like the energizer bunny?” Logan asked grinning wickedly.
“It’ll definitely be fun to put him to the test.”
Swallowing to alleviate his dry mouth, Alec choked out trying to sound annoyed when he wasn’t. “I’m right here.”
“So you are.” Max didn’t wait for permission as she leaned up and took her fill in a deep kiss.
Inhaling, Alec’s senses kicked in; he was cocooned by Max and Logan’s scent, but it was the taste of Logan he found in Max’s mouth; knowing that Logan had been kissing Max with the purpose of seeking out Alec’s come only heightened Alec’s pleasure.
Though she didn’t disengage and kept kissing him, Max stood, dragging him with her until he was standing on his own. Breaking apart she stepped back and pulled off her top tossing it to the floor, her hands already undoing her pants as she ordered, “Strip.” Not that he had much on, only a shirt.
Alec didn’t hesitate as he wrestled out of his last remaining article of clothing. By the time he got the shirt over his head Max was standing there naked. Dropping it to the ground Alec stood there mesmerized, taking in his fill of Max’s beauty. On one side of her chest, her hair was draped obscuring his view. Unable to resist the urge, Alec gently brushed the heavy strands off her shoulder. His fingers curled and brushed against her skin sending off a spiral of goose bumps to trail down her arm.
The scent of Max’s arousal spiked his own excitement. The back of his fingers stroked over her shoulder down to the crook of her arm. The swell of her breasts were high, the nipples stood taut and thick begging for attention. Unable to resist he pulled her up against his body. Max wrapped her legs around his waist just as his mouth descended. Eagerly, his mouth enveloped a nipple. Max moaned, pressing her body closer, her back bowed into a perfect arch. His tongue slithered and danced over the skin then he zeroed in and flicked against the puckered bud.
Although Logan spoke softly, as if he was trying not to break the erotic vibe, there was a demanding need just behind his words. “Alec, the bed; move to the bed so I can watch.” Max must have heard the same hitch in Logan’s voice as she pushed him away and jumped down.
Logan only sat a few feet away when Max turned her full attention on him. A moment later without a backward glance, Max reached out behind her and grabbed Alec’s arm pulling him along with her. “Oh no, you’re going to be doing more than just watching. The problem is I think someone’s a bit over dressed. What do you think Alec?”
“Very,” This time Alec didn’t need to be prompted as he moved with purpose and lifted Logan out of his chair. “Max, he’s right, let’s move this to the bed.”
Max quickly grabbed the spread and pulled it along with the blanket and sheets down to the foot of the bed. Alec adjusted Logan’s weight as he knelt on the bed to scoot closer and deposit Logan more to the center of the bed.
Once Logan was lying before them, together he and Max quickly stripped Logan leaving nothing in their wake except his glasses. Max started to take them off but Logan stopped her, “No, I want to see everything clearly.”
Nodding, Max leaned in and nuzzled Logan’s ear as her hands explored his body touching him everywhere. Alec watched as Max curled the fingers to rake down Logan’s body causing him to shiver in pleasure but her palm spread out to soothingly caress his skin on the upward motion.
While he had a good view of what Max was doing Alec wasn’t idly watching; he had scooted in close almost curling up to Logan’s side, his fingers were busy playing with Logan’s smaller though highly sensitive nipples. He rubbed, pulled and twisted first one then did the same to the second nub. At each pull and twist Logan groaned, his eyes closed panting in pleasure, his cock hard, waving in the air begging to be touched.
Alec was about to comply when he felt Max’s hand on his head stilling him. He looked up just as Max sat up with an excited eager grin on her face as Logan’s raspy voice filled the room, “Yes, please.”
Alec turned to Max and silently inquired what he’d missed.
Max eyed him her eyes dilated in excitement, “We’re going to start things off right by warming Logan’s bottom first.” Alec flushed with excitement and watched as Max twisted around gathering pillows.
“Alec do you want Logan across your lap again or propped up with pillows?” The question brought him out of his reverie; Alec’s tongue rolled over his lips even as his fingers pulled on Logan’s nipple one last time and straightened up. There was no discussion or question what his answer was when Alec took a pillow and placed it behind him where he planned to sit and lean against the headboard. Up on his knees Alec gently rolled Logan over then lifted him up as he made his way to the headboard and set Logan down over his lap.
Alec’s hand swept lovingly over Logan’s ass, his body twitching with anticipation remembering the heat he felt last time.
Max moved a pillow under Logan’s chest and stopped to kiss him. In between kisses Alec heard her question Logan, “How many?”
Heady with pleasure Logan whimpered, “Till I come…”
Max pulled back skeptical but nodded. Logan grabbed her hand and turned it over; gently, with reverence, Logan kissed her open palm.
Once Logan let go, it was obvious to Alec, Max radiated more confidence as she shifted to move and knelt across from him smiling warmly. She openly shared her anticipation; this time she didn’t struggle. There was no conflict or guilt overriding her desire. Her hand covered Alec’s as it lay over Logan’s ass and she leaned forward to kiss him. It was hot and fast, but over as quickly as it started and he leaned back moving his hand aside to settle on the curve of Logan’s lower back.
Max rubbed her palm in soothing circles over the expanse of Logan’s ass. The air of anticipation heightened to levels of hunger. There was a decisive gleam in Max’s eyes that had Alec struggling to catch his breath. Logan tried to look over his shoulder but his view was obscured, however it didn’t diminish his ravenous need. Under Alec’s palm he felt the subtlety of tremors racing through Logan’s body followed by muscles twitching in eagerness.
They didn’t have long to wait as Max’s hand lifted and without pausing landed hard on one cheek then the other, only to repeat it in quick succession before she stopped – only Logan’s whimpered plea ‘don’t stop’ filled the air.
Max seemed too occupied with studying the pink hue covering the round globes of Logan’s ass. One vivid handprint she tenderly laid her hand over it looking at it almost like it was someone else’s hand. Abruptly she looked up at him, biting her bottom lip as if she was fighting the urge to break out a wide ass-eating grin. Her eyes on Alec, Max inhaled and started again. The slap resounded in the room; Logan’s back trembled as he gripped the pillow. Max didn’t stop but kept spanking.
The blows were not as powerful from his earlier spanking, but they were consistent and rained down longer. Colors decorated and ran the gambit from light pink to darker rouge over each cheek. The outline of Max’s hand blurred and bled from one crimson color to another hiding any semblance of a handprint.
The volume of Logan’s whimpers increased close to the point of sobs when he yelled out for Max to spank him harder. Max complied, raising and lowering her hand in rapid fire. The blows were harder, flesh bouncing and rippling from each blow.
Where he could Logan squirmed, his upper body shifting, his cock hard, leaking and trapped in Alec’s lap. Though Logan didn’t seem aware of it, Alec’s other hand caressed down between the vee of Logan’s thighs. His fingers almost brushing Logan’s sac; they were high, pulled tight revealing Logan was going to come with no other stimulation other than Max spanking him.
Abruptly Logan’s chest lifted, shouting out Max’s name, his back and shoulders rigid as he came hard; Alec felt the wet evidence against his thigh.
Hearing her name, Max stopped, resting her hand against Logan’s heat then nudging Alec to move, silently directing him to feel the fiery sensation for himself. Max didn’t wait to see if he’d comply, but shifted until she was facing Logan, her fingers carding through his hair. Alec stilled and could hear Logan’s panted breath as Max lifted up his head to sprinkle a smattering of kisses over his face.
Unable to stop himself, Alec was drawn back to his hand just inches from the scorching heat. Alec licked his lips, anxious to touch the heat radiating off Logan’s ass.
Almost hesitant, he slid his hand to cover the heated mass of red only to hear Logan moan. The sound was quickly swallowed by Max. Unable to tear his eyes away, Alec swallowed, following his thumb as it brushed along the edge of Logan’s crack. Excited, Alec couldn’t stop wondering what it’d feel like to be fully encased in such heat. Gently, Alec fingers stretched out and started to caress in soothing circles.
Lost in the sensation Alec wasn’t aware Max had moved until she was nuzzling his neck and muttered, “Feels good doesn’t it?”
He barely nodded, when her voice huskily choked out, “He wants you to and I want to watch.”
Confused, Alec looked up trying to decipher what she was talking about when he heard Logan’s whine of ‘Alec please!’
At Logan’s plea, Alec’s breath hitched and caught in his throat, then nervously mumbled, “I… have you…”
Max smirked. “He’s not a virgin if that’s what you’re asking. He’s been with men before.”
Alec looked at Max and lifted a brow in surprise.
Logan fumbled and raised his body up to twist around as best he could, then hoarsely he said, “In college, but can we save any discussions for later?” Dropping back down to the mattress, Logan exhaled, “Second drawer down in the nightstand there’s lube.”
Alec didn’t move, his eyes drawn back down to where his fingers lay, alongside Logan’s crack. Alec wanted Logan, had for a long time, but out of the blue he was emotionally overwhelmed and couldn’t stop thinking about the last man he had sex with. He felt Max caress his cheek and softly ask, “You’ve been with men before, right?”
He wanted to snort at the ridiculous question. To give Max a trademark smirk followed by a retort, but neither came to him.
“Alec?”
Panicked, more because he couldn’t stop the memories, Alec averted his eyes and started to scoot his legs out from under Logan.
Worried Logan called out, “Max, what’s going on?”
Alec felt the intensity of her gaze, searching his face for answers. Just as he pulled his legs out from under Logan, he felt Max graze his arm drawing his attention holding a look of understanding. “Alec, it doesn’t matter…
Logan interrupted, “Max…”
Max squeezed Alec’s elbow for reassurance. “No running, you promised.” Then she moved and helped Logan roll over; Logan hissed out loud in pain from the spanking, but quickly ignored it to grab her arm and with her help sat up.
Once Logan was sitting up he faced Alec. “We don’t… I’m sorry I jumped to the wrong conclusion. I thought from before,” Logan shrugged searching for the right word. “I thought you were more experienced...”
Alec huffed and tilted his head, stating, “I’m not a virgin – with men.” before he looked away.
From under hooded eyes, Alec watched as Logan spared Max a sideways glance and slowly added, like Logan didn’t really believe him. “All right then.”
Chuckling at the idea he was a virgin, Alec smirked, “At Manticore I excelled at sexuality.”
Max’s mouth opened in disbelief then slammed shut, her disgust clear as she snapped, “They actually had classes for that?” but Alec could see the curiosity lingering in her eyes.
He could see that Logan was trying to figure out why he stopped and shied away. Alec knew the answer but at the same time he was shocked by his own actions. There was no doubt in his mind how much he wanted Logan, but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the last man he had sex with – Biggs.
Logan’s eyes drifted to his legs, already jumping to the wrong idea; he had to tell him about Biggs.
Reaching out, Alec cupped Logan’s chin to look at him. “No. It has nothing to do with that. Logan, I want you. I… there was someone else. He and I, back at Manticore he was the first...” By the way Logan was looking at him, Alec knew Logan could see more than he wanted him to.
As if to confirm it Logan questioned him with the answer, “Biggs?”
He heard Max’s breath hitch. “You and Biggs?”
Alec didn’t have to confirm it; whatever Logan and Max saw in his eyes seemed to be answer enough.
Logan’s hand wrapped around the back of Alec’s neck and pulled him closer until he was close enough to taste Logan’s breath. “We don’t – we can go as slow as you need to.”
Alec jerked back in surprise then glanced at Max to see the same empathy etched over her features. Then abruptly he blurted out. “No!”
“That’s not what I want.”
“Then Alec, what do you want? I don’t want to push you into anything, you don’t…” He didn’t allow Logan to finish before he claimed Logan’s lips, effectively silencing him. Logan hung on as Alec aggressively devoured his mouth; only letting go to allow Logan enough space to breathe. However he stayed hovering licking Logan’s lips as he spoke, “I want to, I do – do you still want me to?”
“I do, but only if you really…”
Deciding it’d be easier to show rather than trying to explain why he had a momentarily blip thinking of Biggs, Alec took Logan’s hand and placed it on his hard cock and huskily added, “Want to.”
Logan eyed him for a moment before he bared white teeth in a cheeky grin, eyes twinkling almost emerald. “Max, get the lube.”
Alec’s brows danced and returned Logan’s grin with a lecherous smirk.
Logan cupped Alec’s face. Thumbs brushed at his temples. Slowly Logan’s lips dropped into a lopsided tilt as his eyes bore into Alec, before Logan leaned in until their lips touched and held him there. Alec shuddered, swallowing Logan’s breath. Even when he finally moved, Logan was unhurried; his pliable lips covered Alec’s in small lingering kisses. Slowly the kisses expanded yet the pace remained the same where they gently explored each other.
Alec never even realized Max had moved off the bed until he felt and swallowed the vibrations of Logan’s moan. Opening his eyes he saw Max peppering kisses up and down Logan’s back. Their eyes met, Max’s were bright in content happiness. She reached around and fumbled for his hand, placing a small bottle of lube into his palm.
Logan must have realized what Max handed him as Logan broke their kiss only long enough to mouth the words in a raspy whisper, “Want you.”
Alec nodded in answer and glanced at Max before he took control of the kiss, his tongue sliding into Logan’s mouth, dancing with Logan’s tongue, as he shifted to kneel in the space between Logan’s legs. Once Max moved out of the way, he gently eased Logan back until he was laying flat against the bed. Alec paused and hovered over Logan; his eyes roamed hungrily down Logan’s body then zeroed in on Logan’s cock. Untouched it still lay spent and flaccid over his thigh.
Alec glanced back up at Logan, to see him mouth a breathy ‘please’.
Nodding, Alec tenderly nudged Logan’s legs wider then raised a leg bending it at the knee, caressing the outside of Logan’s thigh. He didn’t take his eyes off Logan and scooted closer; lifting his hand Alec let Logan see what Max had handed him. Twisting off the cap, he squeezed out a healthy glob of lube. Alec didn’t hesitate and raised Logan’s other knee out of his way to rub a lubed finger over his puckered entrance.
Alec pressed the tip of one finger in twisting it around before he pushed it in further. He looked up from under thick lashes to see Logan moan, his chest heaving in excited pants. Pleased, Alec pressed his finger in further until he bottomed out. With purpose, Alec rotated his finger before pulling out to add another. Alec dropped the tube, his hand sliding to caress Logan’s ass. Though he wasn’t radiating the same intensity of heat, Alec was surprised by the warmth that remained.
Transfixed, Alec moved his fingers in and out, stilling to separate and stretch, scissoring Logan’s tight hole; his own cock heavy, jutting out, waving in want.
Logan lay back panting, but Alec wasn’t sure if it was out of pleasure. If Logan could actually feel what he was doing or if the panting was out of anticipation of what was to come. Alec gazed at Logan’s spent cock wondering if it was too soon, if he needed more time. Nudging Logan’s other knee up; Alec angled his fingers, searching for Logan’s prostate. He finger-fucked Logan in long steady strokes, waiting for a reaction before he tried another angle.
He didn’t have long to wonder when Logan shouted out. Alec aimed for the spot again and again moving faster each time. His eyes dropped to Logan’s cock, pleased to see it twitch and slowly rise to hardness. Alec didn’t slow down; even when Logan started to moan earnestly then abruptly curse demanding that Alec fuck him now.
Suddenly Max’s hair, then her skin, brushed up against him leaning in close to his ear, her voice dark, feeding his hunger. “You heard him Alec.”
His cock jumped in excitement, he wasn’t going to argue with either of them. He barked out, “I need a condom.”
Logan thrashed his head. “Don’t need one, I haven’t…”
“But I have, and yes we do. Max I have a couple in the back-pocket of my pants.” He didn’t even finish before Max was off the bed searching for the condoms. He heard her tear a package open just as the bed dipped.
“Let me.” She quickly kissed his cheek then leaned over obscuring his view. Alec shuddered, his fingers sliding out of Logan when he felt her lick the head, and her hand wrapped loosely around the base. Slim fingers slid up and down as if she was marveling the construction of his cock. She cupped his sac, thumb softly sweeping over the taut skin.
It was too much; he had to stop her, “Max!”
Max understood what he didn’t say; her fingers clamped down in a vice-like grip at the base preventing his climax.
Breathing haggardly, Alec concentrated and inhaled through his nose as he tried to regain control. After several deep breaths he was calm enough for Max to work the condom over his cock and roll it down until it was firmly in place. Before she sat up Max kissed his cock sending shivers down his spine stirring his excitement.
Sitting up Max asked, “Logan you ready?”
“I’ve been ready, fuck me already!”
Max chuckled, “I can see that.” Her hands trailed down Logan’s thigh; wrapping her hands around his thigh to lift his leg, draping it over Alec’s shoulder. At the same time Alec lifted Logan’s other leg to rest on his opposite shoulder. Grabbing the lube, Alec slicked his cock then added more to Logan’s puckered hole, his thumb pulling on the rim. With a pop he removed his thumb to guide and line up his cock. The head slid over Logan’s stretched hole, Alec held himself there for a moment as he glanced over to Logan.
Logan was staring up at the ceiling, his mouth open - waiting. As if he sensed that Alec needed to see his face, Logan lifted up on his elbows until their eyes met and held Alec’s gaze. The moment Alec could see Logan’s face, he inched forward.
Only his cockhead entered. Alec gritted his teeth, fighting against the impulse to plunge forward. Although he had taken pains to prep Logan, the man was still tight beyond belief.
Beads of sweat dotted along Logan’s hairline, the tendons of his neck pronounced as he called out Alec’s name. Alec heard the raspy need in Logan’s voice that sent shivers down his spine, but it was staring into Logan’s eyes reading the silent demand to ‘move’ that Alec happily submitted to, and slowly sank his cock into Logan’s body until he bottomed out.
Alec held and anchored Logan’s legs as he shifted and stretched to almost lie over Logan’s body. The move forced Logan to drop back against the bed where Alec followed as far as he could. The distance to kiss Logan was too great, but Alec didn’t care. His hips moved, a shallow roll, pulling out before he slid back in with a pronounced snap only to repeat the process.
Alec couldn’t take his eyes off the man below him. He was aware of each bubbled bead of sweat. How they multiplied until, like a pinball machine, one pushed into another only to roll down and disappear off of Logan’s chin. Though his eyes were dilated enclosed by a rim of emerald green, Logan held his gaze just as intently. And for lack of a better word, they twinkled in ecstasy.
Alec bit his lip pushing Logan’s body further until he had Logan nearly folded over as he lazily rolled his hips. At first his rhythm was steady, a slow deep thrust, pulling out all the way only to plunge all the way in. Slowly he picked up speed and started to pound Logan’s ass. There were no words. Logan’s voice broke down to a simpler form – animalistic grunts. Their panted breaths synced into a frenzied rhythm.
He didn’t stop and was unable to look away from Logan. Alec inhaled as he picked up Max’s heady scent. He could smell Max’s excitement; could hear an array of breathy sounds escape from her lips. Alec swallowed thickly when he picked up more sounds of fingers riding through her slick folds as she finger-fucked herself – while watching them.
Their scents overlapped and entwined until he couldn’t tell one from the other.
Inhaling, Alec snapped his hips in rapid motion, his hands under Logan’s knees pressing them down, closer to Logan’s chest. Alec knew Logan was close, hanging precariously on the edge; he only had to push him into the abyss. Driving to that point, Alec’s hand traveled down to Logan’s ass. What heat lingered there from Max’s earlier efforts was tepid. It was something Alec wanted to change, and without warning, he started to spank Logan’s ass.
At the contact, Logan choked out his name, babbling his pleasure.
His hand stung as he repeated the action and connected loudly against Logan’s flesh on each downward thrust. Doubling his efforts, Alec thrust harder as he continued to warm Logan’s ass to a boiling point.
It didn’t take long before Logan’s continuous string of moans broke and he abruptly yelled out Alec’s name, his body jerking involuntary, eyes closing in sensory overload as he came; his cock spurting a load over his stomach.
Dazed, Alec watched Max lean over and start to lick up the white splatter as if it were precious cream, her own body trembling as she clamped her thighs together, riding her fingers to orgasm.
Alec’s vision blurred when he felt Logan’s muscles fasten tight around his cock; he was too close, spiraling out of control. A multitude of pleasures hit as his body shuddered in climax seconds after Max.
Moments later, Alec realized he lay blanketed over Logan’s body; his eyes closed listening to his own raspy breath. Slowly he opened his eyes when he felt someone thread their hand through his matted hair – curious he turned to find Logan looking up at him with a strange goofy smile. Max leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then she repeated the gesture and carded her fingers through his hair only to trail down his back, soothing the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Alec couldn’t stop himself from reacting, his eyes slid to half mast; a peculiar sound bursting from his gut at Max’s sensual caress.
Max repeated the action several times coaxing the sounds out of him before Logan’s voice cut through. Although he spoke softly in obvious awe, the words jolted Alec out of his sated bliss, “Oh my God, you’re purring.”
Max only hummed, stating, “Feline cocktail.” And belatedly, Alec realized she was nuzzling Logan’s neck like a cat herself.
Still Alec found it embarrassing and closed his lips to cut off the sound. Logan’s fingers traced against his jaw. “Please don’t hide a part of yourself, I liked it.”
Alec lifted his head to meet Logan’s eyes. They stared for a long moment. Abruptly Max slapped Alec’s ass. “Alec, don’t tease.” then Alec sighed and leaned up to press kisses along Logan’s jaw as he made his way up to Logan’s mouth. Happily content, with each kiss he allowed himself to purr as he neared his target – Logan’s mouth.
Beside him, Alec felt the bed shift then Max was striding across the room.
He had barely registered her calling out, “Need the bathroom.” when he finally claimed Logan’s lips, enjoying each of Logan’s leisurely kisses. Alec opened his eyes, questioningly when he felt Logan’s fingers still him. Logan’s thumb brushed over his lips before he met Alec’s puzzled gaze.
Logan’s voice was barely a whisper when he said, “Biggs… he wasn’t just… you loved him.”
Alec blinked, it wasn’t a question and he had no idea what to say. A part of him wanted to shut down, to distract, to bait Logan with something else, but the soldier in him failed. Instead he continued to bask in the calm reassurance of Logan’s eyes. There was no judgment or accusation in Logan’s steady gaze - only acceptance.
“I’m sorry…” Alec stole Logan’s breath in a kiss, stopping him from saying anything else.
Breaking away, harsher than he intended, Alec said, “Don’t – that, it was almost two years ago, he died fighting…”
“A soldier’s death.” Max answered as she slid in beside him, kissing his shoulder.
Alec sighed; his body rolling to lean against Max as he quietly added, “Yeah.”
Logan wordlessly started to pet and repeatedly stroke down Alec’s side while Max’s fingers gently trailed down his front. Not to entice, but to offer the only comfort Alec would allow. Together their warmth cradled him in a cocoon of reassuring touches until his eyes slid closed.
Breathing evenly, Alec feigned sleep when Logan asked, “He’s still gonna run, isn’t he?”
Max scooted to lean over his body whispering, “Not right away, but yeah he will.” Stretching up, she gave Logan a deep kiss, then finally broke away. “But don’t worry, he’ll let us catch him to bring him back home.”
“And we’re home?” Logan’s voice was rough with emotion.
Max simply answered, “Yes.” with a confidence he didn’t understand. A moment later, Alec heard a rustle as Max shifted and realized she’d removed Logan’s glasses and put them on the nightstand.
Settling back, Max curled in on one side of his body while he remained practically draped over Logan. Just loud enough, Max tiredly muttered, “Now go to sleep, both of you.”
Content, Alec couldn’t stop the corners of his lips from lifting before he snuggled deeper between the two, and let their even breathing lull him to sleep.
Fin~
Previous chapters: p1, p2
part 3
Alec stared down at Max’s hand then looked past her to Logan watching avidly for any reaction. Alec simply didn’t believe their sudden desire for him was anything more than a momentary urge to play out a kink. In time, once they’d satisfied their curiosity, they’d realized the mistake and want him to leave.
The real question was - could he just walk away and never know what it’d be like to touch and taste Max, to feel Logan and wind him up to get him hard and watch him explode - to do a hell of a lot more than lick his hand? Or would it be better to just take his fill now until he had to walk away? On a visceral level his body decided for him. Before he could reject the offer his hand inched forward to meet Max’s extended hand.
It was against his better judgment; he should just walk away now but even as he considered that option, his instincts were screaming he couldn’t leave without sampling what they were offering freely.
Before he reached Max’s hand, she covered the distance herself. Her fingers twined and clasped his hand tightly, pulling him forward with brute strength and twisted him until he lost his balance then she pushed him back into Logan’s lap.
Logan for his part, quickly wrapped his arms around Alec’s waist to hold him in place.
Seconds later, Max was leaning in close until he felt her breath skim along his jaw up to his ear. “No running…” He briefly thought of saying something but Logan took that moment to join Max. “You smell good.” Alec shivered at the contact as Logan nuzzled against his neck. Lips trailed then settled on his pulse point where Logan’s tongue descended. It was slightly muffled but Alec clearly heard Logan’s “Taste even better.” as his tongue continued to lavish his skin.
Gulping as if he was losing air instead of wallowing in pleasure, Alec choked out, “Shouldn’t this be more about you two?”
Max shifted and crouched in front of them, she leveled a look at Logan then pointedly brought it back to him. “It is and we will, but first I want your word, promise you’ll stay…”
Alec sighed, annoyed with Max that his gesture of reaching out wasn’t enough; he was about to tell her too, however before he could answer, Logan added, “Promise you’ll stay until Bing returns.”
Shocked, Alec’s eyes widened. He was prepared to stay the night, but what Logan was asking for was a month. A month of having everything he wanted then having to walk away, but it also meant that he’d have more than just tonight. He wouldn’t have to sneak out while they were sleeping and in a week he’d bet by then he would have worn out his welcome and they’d kick him to the curb long before the month was out.
Max’s hands enticingly slid up his thighs. “Say yes…”
Dumbfounded, he nodded.
Behind him Alec felt Logan’s body press closer against his back. “No Alec, you need to tell us, I want you to look me in the eyes and give me your word.”
He met Max’s eyes, they softened as she nodded. Finally Alec twisted around until he was facing Logan and searched his face. “Yes, I’ll stay.”
“Until Bling returns?” Max prompted.
He didn’t turn around but his eyes locked with Logan. “Yes.”
Alec felt Max’s warm breath precede her lips as she leaned in. “Good, but know if you break your word…” was quickly followed by the wet slick of Max’s tongue as she traced around the outer shell of his ear. “You’ll be punished…”
Alec jerked when he felt Logan’s hand rub against his swelling length. Max parted his knees, caressing his thighs before she trailed her nails upwards to undo his pants then tugged on the sides to pull them down. While Logan’s hand burrowed under Alec’s boxers to grip his hard cock. Logan just held him for a moment feeling his length, the weight and size of him before Logan’s thumb swept over the head collecting pre-come before he slid up then down mirroring the hand job Alec had given him earlier.
Alec started to moan but Logan swallowed the sound as he captured Alec’s mouth while his hand stayed in motion. He was so involved in Logan’s dominating kiss he was barely aware Max had removed his shoes and socks until the air hit his toes. It lasted only a moment when he felt Max shift to remove his pants throwing them behind her. She didn’t hesitate and removed his boxers leaving his lower body completely exposed.
Abruptly Logan’s hand stilled and clenched around the base of his cock offering the head to Max. Max swallowed, shattering Alec’s composure; her lips tightened around the head even as her tongue danced over the slit. Logan pumped his cock once, twice, before it was too much and Max was swallowing his come.
Feeling debauched, Alec lay over Logan’s body as Logan continued to thoroughly kiss him. Alec suddenly felt cool air hit his cock then belatedly realized Max had already moved and was nuzzling his neck. Logan pulled away to glance at Max. Through a haze of lust Alec watched them. Neither stirred, but communicated silently until Logan licked his lips and dropped his eyes to Max’s mouth – to her lips – and stared intently.
Alec didn’t understand until Logan leaned forward just as Max arched up, and hoarsely whispered, “Need to taste…” Their lips barely touched as Logan thrust his tongue into Max’s mouth. It was less of a kiss and more of Logan devouring Max as if her mouth held the treasure of water to a dying man.
A heartbeat later Alec flushed, realizing the prize Logan wanted was to taste what was left of his essence that lingered in Max’s mouth.
For long minutes Max held her mouth open letting Logan have his fill. Slowly Logan’s fevered frenzy wound down into slow lingering kisses that Max readily returned.
Pulling back, Alec could see Max’s eyes were glossed over as her lips pulled into a Cheshire cat-like grin that only widened when she leveled her eyes on him. “Ready to move this to the bed?”
Before Alec could answer Logan squeezed his hand still anchored on his ridged cock, and answered, “I’d say he’s ready.”
Max easily supplied, “One of Manticore’s better enhancements, probably as good as any Viagra product.”
“Like the energizer bunny?” Logan asked grinning wickedly.
“It’ll definitely be fun to put him to the test.”
Swallowing to alleviate his dry mouth, Alec choked out trying to sound annoyed when he wasn’t. “I’m right here.”
“So you are.” Max didn’t wait for permission as she leaned up and took her fill in a deep kiss.
Inhaling, Alec’s senses kicked in; he was cocooned by Max and Logan’s scent, but it was the taste of Logan he found in Max’s mouth; knowing that Logan had been kissing Max with the purpose of seeking out Alec’s come only heightened Alec’s pleasure.
Though she didn’t disengage and kept kissing him, Max stood, dragging him with her until he was standing on his own. Breaking apart she stepped back and pulled off her top tossing it to the floor, her hands already undoing her pants as she ordered, “Strip.” Not that he had much on, only a shirt.
Alec didn’t hesitate as he wrestled out of his last remaining article of clothing. By the time he got the shirt over his head Max was standing there naked. Dropping it to the ground Alec stood there mesmerized, taking in his fill of Max’s beauty. On one side of her chest, her hair was draped obscuring his view. Unable to resist the urge, Alec gently brushed the heavy strands off her shoulder. His fingers curled and brushed against her skin sending off a spiral of goose bumps to trail down her arm.
The scent of Max’s arousal spiked his own excitement. The back of his fingers stroked over her shoulder down to the crook of her arm. The swell of her breasts were high, the nipples stood taut and thick begging for attention. Unable to resist he pulled her up against his body. Max wrapped her legs around his waist just as his mouth descended. Eagerly, his mouth enveloped a nipple. Max moaned, pressing her body closer, her back bowed into a perfect arch. His tongue slithered and danced over the skin then he zeroed in and flicked against the puckered bud.
Although Logan spoke softly, as if he was trying not to break the erotic vibe, there was a demanding need just behind his words. “Alec, the bed; move to the bed so I can watch.” Max must have heard the same hitch in Logan’s voice as she pushed him away and jumped down.
Logan only sat a few feet away when Max turned her full attention on him. A moment later without a backward glance, Max reached out behind her and grabbed Alec’s arm pulling him along with her. “Oh no, you’re going to be doing more than just watching. The problem is I think someone’s a bit over dressed. What do you think Alec?”
“Very,” This time Alec didn’t need to be prompted as he moved with purpose and lifted Logan out of his chair. “Max, he’s right, let’s move this to the bed.”
Max quickly grabbed the spread and pulled it along with the blanket and sheets down to the foot of the bed. Alec adjusted Logan’s weight as he knelt on the bed to scoot closer and deposit Logan more to the center of the bed.
Once Logan was lying before them, together he and Max quickly stripped Logan leaving nothing in their wake except his glasses. Max started to take them off but Logan stopped her, “No, I want to see everything clearly.”
Nodding, Max leaned in and nuzzled Logan’s ear as her hands explored his body touching him everywhere. Alec watched as Max curled the fingers to rake down Logan’s body causing him to shiver in pleasure but her palm spread out to soothingly caress his skin on the upward motion.
While he had a good view of what Max was doing Alec wasn’t idly watching; he had scooted in close almost curling up to Logan’s side, his fingers were busy playing with Logan’s smaller though highly sensitive nipples. He rubbed, pulled and twisted first one then did the same to the second nub. At each pull and twist Logan groaned, his eyes closed panting in pleasure, his cock hard, waving in the air begging to be touched.
Alec was about to comply when he felt Max’s hand on his head stilling him. He looked up just as Max sat up with an excited eager grin on her face as Logan’s raspy voice filled the room, “Yes, please.”
Alec turned to Max and silently inquired what he’d missed.
Max eyed him her eyes dilated in excitement, “We’re going to start things off right by warming Logan’s bottom first.” Alec flushed with excitement and watched as Max twisted around gathering pillows.
“Alec do you want Logan across your lap again or propped up with pillows?” The question brought him out of his reverie; Alec’s tongue rolled over his lips even as his fingers pulled on Logan’s nipple one last time and straightened up. There was no discussion or question what his answer was when Alec took a pillow and placed it behind him where he planned to sit and lean against the headboard. Up on his knees Alec gently rolled Logan over then lifted him up as he made his way to the headboard and set Logan down over his lap.
Alec’s hand swept lovingly over Logan’s ass, his body twitching with anticipation remembering the heat he felt last time.
Max moved a pillow under Logan’s chest and stopped to kiss him. In between kisses Alec heard her question Logan, “How many?”
Heady with pleasure Logan whimpered, “Till I come…”
Max pulled back skeptical but nodded. Logan grabbed her hand and turned it over; gently, with reverence, Logan kissed her open palm.
Once Logan let go, it was obvious to Alec, Max radiated more confidence as she shifted to move and knelt across from him smiling warmly. She openly shared her anticipation; this time she didn’t struggle. There was no conflict or guilt overriding her desire. Her hand covered Alec’s as it lay over Logan’s ass and she leaned forward to kiss him. It was hot and fast, but over as quickly as it started and he leaned back moving his hand aside to settle on the curve of Logan’s lower back.
Max rubbed her palm in soothing circles over the expanse of Logan’s ass. The air of anticipation heightened to levels of hunger. There was a decisive gleam in Max’s eyes that had Alec struggling to catch his breath. Logan tried to look over his shoulder but his view was obscured, however it didn’t diminish his ravenous need. Under Alec’s palm he felt the subtlety of tremors racing through Logan’s body followed by muscles twitching in eagerness.
They didn’t have long to wait as Max’s hand lifted and without pausing landed hard on one cheek then the other, only to repeat it in quick succession before she stopped – only Logan’s whimpered plea ‘don’t stop’ filled the air.
Max seemed too occupied with studying the pink hue covering the round globes of Logan’s ass. One vivid handprint she tenderly laid her hand over it looking at it almost like it was someone else’s hand. Abruptly she looked up at him, biting her bottom lip as if she was fighting the urge to break out a wide ass-eating grin. Her eyes on Alec, Max inhaled and started again. The slap resounded in the room; Logan’s back trembled as he gripped the pillow. Max didn’t stop but kept spanking.
The blows were not as powerful from his earlier spanking, but they were consistent and rained down longer. Colors decorated and ran the gambit from light pink to darker rouge over each cheek. The outline of Max’s hand blurred and bled from one crimson color to another hiding any semblance of a handprint.
The volume of Logan’s whimpers increased close to the point of sobs when he yelled out for Max to spank him harder. Max complied, raising and lowering her hand in rapid fire. The blows were harder, flesh bouncing and rippling from each blow.
Where he could Logan squirmed, his upper body shifting, his cock hard, leaking and trapped in Alec’s lap. Though Logan didn’t seem aware of it, Alec’s other hand caressed down between the vee of Logan’s thighs. His fingers almost brushing Logan’s sac; they were high, pulled tight revealing Logan was going to come with no other stimulation other than Max spanking him.
Abruptly Logan’s chest lifted, shouting out Max’s name, his back and shoulders rigid as he came hard; Alec felt the wet evidence against his thigh.
Hearing her name, Max stopped, resting her hand against Logan’s heat then nudging Alec to move, silently directing him to feel the fiery sensation for himself. Max didn’t wait to see if he’d comply, but shifted until she was facing Logan, her fingers carding through his hair. Alec stilled and could hear Logan’s panted breath as Max lifted up his head to sprinkle a smattering of kisses over his face.
Unable to stop himself, Alec was drawn back to his hand just inches from the scorching heat. Alec licked his lips, anxious to touch the heat radiating off Logan’s ass.
Almost hesitant, he slid his hand to cover the heated mass of red only to hear Logan moan. The sound was quickly swallowed by Max. Unable to tear his eyes away, Alec swallowed, following his thumb as it brushed along the edge of Logan’s crack. Excited, Alec couldn’t stop wondering what it’d feel like to be fully encased in such heat. Gently, Alec fingers stretched out and started to caress in soothing circles.
Lost in the sensation Alec wasn’t aware Max had moved until she was nuzzling his neck and muttered, “Feels good doesn’t it?”
He barely nodded, when her voice huskily choked out, “He wants you to and I want to watch.”
Confused, Alec looked up trying to decipher what she was talking about when he heard Logan’s whine of ‘Alec please!’
At Logan’s plea, Alec’s breath hitched and caught in his throat, then nervously mumbled, “I… have you…”
Max smirked. “He’s not a virgin if that’s what you’re asking. He’s been with men before.”
Alec looked at Max and lifted a brow in surprise.
Logan fumbled and raised his body up to twist around as best he could, then hoarsely he said, “In college, but can we save any discussions for later?” Dropping back down to the mattress, Logan exhaled, “Second drawer down in the nightstand there’s lube.”
Alec didn’t move, his eyes drawn back down to where his fingers lay, alongside Logan’s crack. Alec wanted Logan, had for a long time, but out of the blue he was emotionally overwhelmed and couldn’t stop thinking about the last man he had sex with. He felt Max caress his cheek and softly ask, “You’ve been with men before, right?”
He wanted to snort at the ridiculous question. To give Max a trademark smirk followed by a retort, but neither came to him.
“Alec?”
Panicked, more because he couldn’t stop the memories, Alec averted his eyes and started to scoot his legs out from under Logan.
Worried Logan called out, “Max, what’s going on?”
Alec felt the intensity of her gaze, searching his face for answers. Just as he pulled his legs out from under Logan, he felt Max graze his arm drawing his attention holding a look of understanding. “Alec, it doesn’t matter…
Logan interrupted, “Max…”
Max squeezed Alec’s elbow for reassurance. “No running, you promised.” Then she moved and helped Logan roll over; Logan hissed out loud in pain from the spanking, but quickly ignored it to grab her arm and with her help sat up.
Once Logan was sitting up he faced Alec. “We don’t… I’m sorry I jumped to the wrong conclusion. I thought from before,” Logan shrugged searching for the right word. “I thought you were more experienced...”
Alec huffed and tilted his head, stating, “I’m not a virgin – with men.” before he looked away.
From under hooded eyes, Alec watched as Logan spared Max a sideways glance and slowly added, like Logan didn’t really believe him. “All right then.”
Chuckling at the idea he was a virgin, Alec smirked, “At Manticore I excelled at sexuality.”
Max’s mouth opened in disbelief then slammed shut, her disgust clear as she snapped, “They actually had classes for that?” but Alec could see the curiosity lingering in her eyes.
He could see that Logan was trying to figure out why he stopped and shied away. Alec knew the answer but at the same time he was shocked by his own actions. There was no doubt in his mind how much he wanted Logan, but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the last man he had sex with – Biggs.
Logan’s eyes drifted to his legs, already jumping to the wrong idea; he had to tell him about Biggs.
Reaching out, Alec cupped Logan’s chin to look at him. “No. It has nothing to do with that. Logan, I want you. I… there was someone else. He and I, back at Manticore he was the first...” By the way Logan was looking at him, Alec knew Logan could see more than he wanted him to.
As if to confirm it Logan questioned him with the answer, “Biggs?”
He heard Max’s breath hitch. “You and Biggs?”
Alec didn’t have to confirm it; whatever Logan and Max saw in his eyes seemed to be answer enough.
Logan’s hand wrapped around the back of Alec’s neck and pulled him closer until he was close enough to taste Logan’s breath. “We don’t – we can go as slow as you need to.”
Alec jerked back in surprise then glanced at Max to see the same empathy etched over her features. Then abruptly he blurted out. “No!”
“That’s not what I want.”
“Then Alec, what do you want? I don’t want to push you into anything, you don’t…” He didn’t allow Logan to finish before he claimed Logan’s lips, effectively silencing him. Logan hung on as Alec aggressively devoured his mouth; only letting go to allow Logan enough space to breathe. However he stayed hovering licking Logan’s lips as he spoke, “I want to, I do – do you still want me to?”
“I do, but only if you really…”
Deciding it’d be easier to show rather than trying to explain why he had a momentarily blip thinking of Biggs, Alec took Logan’s hand and placed it on his hard cock and huskily added, “Want to.”
Logan eyed him for a moment before he bared white teeth in a cheeky grin, eyes twinkling almost emerald. “Max, get the lube.”
Alec’s brows danced and returned Logan’s grin with a lecherous smirk.
Logan cupped Alec’s face. Thumbs brushed at his temples. Slowly Logan’s lips dropped into a lopsided tilt as his eyes bore into Alec, before Logan leaned in until their lips touched and held him there. Alec shuddered, swallowing Logan’s breath. Even when he finally moved, Logan was unhurried; his pliable lips covered Alec’s in small lingering kisses. Slowly the kisses expanded yet the pace remained the same where they gently explored each other.
Alec never even realized Max had moved off the bed until he felt and swallowed the vibrations of Logan’s moan. Opening his eyes he saw Max peppering kisses up and down Logan’s back. Their eyes met, Max’s were bright in content happiness. She reached around and fumbled for his hand, placing a small bottle of lube into his palm.
Logan must have realized what Max handed him as Logan broke their kiss only long enough to mouth the words in a raspy whisper, “Want you.”
Alec nodded in answer and glanced at Max before he took control of the kiss, his tongue sliding into Logan’s mouth, dancing with Logan’s tongue, as he shifted to kneel in the space between Logan’s legs. Once Max moved out of the way, he gently eased Logan back until he was laying flat against the bed. Alec paused and hovered over Logan; his eyes roamed hungrily down Logan’s body then zeroed in on Logan’s cock. Untouched it still lay spent and flaccid over his thigh.
Alec glanced back up at Logan, to see him mouth a breathy ‘please’.
Nodding, Alec tenderly nudged Logan’s legs wider then raised a leg bending it at the knee, caressing the outside of Logan’s thigh. He didn’t take his eyes off Logan and scooted closer; lifting his hand Alec let Logan see what Max had handed him. Twisting off the cap, he squeezed out a healthy glob of lube. Alec didn’t hesitate and raised Logan’s other knee out of his way to rub a lubed finger over his puckered entrance.
Alec pressed the tip of one finger in twisting it around before he pushed it in further. He looked up from under thick lashes to see Logan moan, his chest heaving in excited pants. Pleased, Alec pressed his finger in further until he bottomed out. With purpose, Alec rotated his finger before pulling out to add another. Alec dropped the tube, his hand sliding to caress Logan’s ass. Though he wasn’t radiating the same intensity of heat, Alec was surprised by the warmth that remained.
Transfixed, Alec moved his fingers in and out, stilling to separate and stretch, scissoring Logan’s tight hole; his own cock heavy, jutting out, waving in want.
Logan lay back panting, but Alec wasn’t sure if it was out of pleasure. If Logan could actually feel what he was doing or if the panting was out of anticipation of what was to come. Alec gazed at Logan’s spent cock wondering if it was too soon, if he needed more time. Nudging Logan’s other knee up; Alec angled his fingers, searching for Logan’s prostate. He finger-fucked Logan in long steady strokes, waiting for a reaction before he tried another angle.
He didn’t have long to wonder when Logan shouted out. Alec aimed for the spot again and again moving faster each time. His eyes dropped to Logan’s cock, pleased to see it twitch and slowly rise to hardness. Alec didn’t slow down; even when Logan started to moan earnestly then abruptly curse demanding that Alec fuck him now.
Suddenly Max’s hair, then her skin, brushed up against him leaning in close to his ear, her voice dark, feeding his hunger. “You heard him Alec.”
His cock jumped in excitement, he wasn’t going to argue with either of them. He barked out, “I need a condom.”
Logan thrashed his head. “Don’t need one, I haven’t…”
“But I have, and yes we do. Max I have a couple in the back-pocket of my pants.” He didn’t even finish before Max was off the bed searching for the condoms. He heard her tear a package open just as the bed dipped.
“Let me.” She quickly kissed his cheek then leaned over obscuring his view. Alec shuddered, his fingers sliding out of Logan when he felt her lick the head, and her hand wrapped loosely around the base. Slim fingers slid up and down as if she was marveling the construction of his cock. She cupped his sac, thumb softly sweeping over the taut skin.
It was too much; he had to stop her, “Max!”
Max understood what he didn’t say; her fingers clamped down in a vice-like grip at the base preventing his climax.
Breathing haggardly, Alec concentrated and inhaled through his nose as he tried to regain control. After several deep breaths he was calm enough for Max to work the condom over his cock and roll it down until it was firmly in place. Before she sat up Max kissed his cock sending shivers down his spine stirring his excitement.
Sitting up Max asked, “Logan you ready?”
“I’ve been ready, fuck me already!”
Max chuckled, “I can see that.” Her hands trailed down Logan’s thigh; wrapping her hands around his thigh to lift his leg, draping it over Alec’s shoulder. At the same time Alec lifted Logan’s other leg to rest on his opposite shoulder. Grabbing the lube, Alec slicked his cock then added more to Logan’s puckered hole, his thumb pulling on the rim. With a pop he removed his thumb to guide and line up his cock. The head slid over Logan’s stretched hole, Alec held himself there for a moment as he glanced over to Logan.
Logan was staring up at the ceiling, his mouth open - waiting. As if he sensed that Alec needed to see his face, Logan lifted up on his elbows until their eyes met and held Alec’s gaze. The moment Alec could see Logan’s face, he inched forward.
Only his cockhead entered. Alec gritted his teeth, fighting against the impulse to plunge forward. Although he had taken pains to prep Logan, the man was still tight beyond belief.
Beads of sweat dotted along Logan’s hairline, the tendons of his neck pronounced as he called out Alec’s name. Alec heard the raspy need in Logan’s voice that sent shivers down his spine, but it was staring into Logan’s eyes reading the silent demand to ‘move’ that Alec happily submitted to, and slowly sank his cock into Logan’s body until he bottomed out.
Alec held and anchored Logan’s legs as he shifted and stretched to almost lie over Logan’s body. The move forced Logan to drop back against the bed where Alec followed as far as he could. The distance to kiss Logan was too great, but Alec didn’t care. His hips moved, a shallow roll, pulling out before he slid back in with a pronounced snap only to repeat the process.
Alec couldn’t take his eyes off the man below him. He was aware of each bubbled bead of sweat. How they multiplied until, like a pinball machine, one pushed into another only to roll down and disappear off of Logan’s chin. Though his eyes were dilated enclosed by a rim of emerald green, Logan held his gaze just as intently. And for lack of a better word, they twinkled in ecstasy.
Alec bit his lip pushing Logan’s body further until he had Logan nearly folded over as he lazily rolled his hips. At first his rhythm was steady, a slow deep thrust, pulling out all the way only to plunge all the way in. Slowly he picked up speed and started to pound Logan’s ass. There were no words. Logan’s voice broke down to a simpler form – animalistic grunts. Their panted breaths synced into a frenzied rhythm.
He didn’t stop and was unable to look away from Logan. Alec inhaled as he picked up Max’s heady scent. He could smell Max’s excitement; could hear an array of breathy sounds escape from her lips. Alec swallowed thickly when he picked up more sounds of fingers riding through her slick folds as she finger-fucked herself – while watching them.
Their scents overlapped and entwined until he couldn’t tell one from the other.
Inhaling, Alec snapped his hips in rapid motion, his hands under Logan’s knees pressing them down, closer to Logan’s chest. Alec knew Logan was close, hanging precariously on the edge; he only had to push him into the abyss. Driving to that point, Alec’s hand traveled down to Logan’s ass. What heat lingered there from Max’s earlier efforts was tepid. It was something Alec wanted to change, and without warning, he started to spank Logan’s ass.
At the contact, Logan choked out his name, babbling his pleasure.
His hand stung as he repeated the action and connected loudly against Logan’s flesh on each downward thrust. Doubling his efforts, Alec thrust harder as he continued to warm Logan’s ass to a boiling point.
It didn’t take long before Logan’s continuous string of moans broke and he abruptly yelled out Alec’s name, his body jerking involuntary, eyes closing in sensory overload as he came; his cock spurting a load over his stomach.
Dazed, Alec watched Max lean over and start to lick up the white splatter as if it were precious cream, her own body trembling as she clamped her thighs together, riding her fingers to orgasm.
Alec’s vision blurred when he felt Logan’s muscles fasten tight around his cock; he was too close, spiraling out of control. A multitude of pleasures hit as his body shuddered in climax seconds after Max.
Moments later, Alec realized he lay blanketed over Logan’s body; his eyes closed listening to his own raspy breath. Slowly he opened his eyes when he felt someone thread their hand through his matted hair – curious he turned to find Logan looking up at him with a strange goofy smile. Max leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then she repeated the gesture and carded her fingers through his hair only to trail down his back, soothing the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Alec couldn’t stop himself from reacting, his eyes slid to half mast; a peculiar sound bursting from his gut at Max’s sensual caress.
Max repeated the action several times coaxing the sounds out of him before Logan’s voice cut through. Although he spoke softly in obvious awe, the words jolted Alec out of his sated bliss, “Oh my God, you’re purring.”
Max only hummed, stating, “Feline cocktail.” And belatedly, Alec realized she was nuzzling Logan’s neck like a cat herself.
Still Alec found it embarrassing and closed his lips to cut off the sound. Logan’s fingers traced against his jaw. “Please don’t hide a part of yourself, I liked it.”
Alec lifted his head to meet Logan’s eyes. They stared for a long moment. Abruptly Max slapped Alec’s ass. “Alec, don’t tease.” then Alec sighed and leaned up to press kisses along Logan’s jaw as he made his way up to Logan’s mouth. Happily content, with each kiss he allowed himself to purr as he neared his target – Logan’s mouth.
Beside him, Alec felt the bed shift then Max was striding across the room.
He had barely registered her calling out, “Need the bathroom.” when he finally claimed Logan’s lips, enjoying each of Logan’s leisurely kisses. Alec opened his eyes, questioningly when he felt Logan’s fingers still him. Logan’s thumb brushed over his lips before he met Alec’s puzzled gaze.
Logan’s voice was barely a whisper when he said, “Biggs… he wasn’t just… you loved him.”
Alec blinked, it wasn’t a question and he had no idea what to say. A part of him wanted to shut down, to distract, to bait Logan with something else, but the soldier in him failed. Instead he continued to bask in the calm reassurance of Logan’s eyes. There was no judgment or accusation in Logan’s steady gaze - only acceptance.
“I’m sorry…” Alec stole Logan’s breath in a kiss, stopping him from saying anything else.
Breaking away, harsher than he intended, Alec said, “Don’t – that, it was almost two years ago, he died fighting…”
“A soldier’s death.” Max answered as she slid in beside him, kissing his shoulder.
Alec sighed; his body rolling to lean against Max as he quietly added, “Yeah.”
Logan wordlessly started to pet and repeatedly stroke down Alec’s side while Max’s fingers gently trailed down his front. Not to entice, but to offer the only comfort Alec would allow. Together their warmth cradled him in a cocoon of reassuring touches until his eyes slid closed.
Breathing evenly, Alec feigned sleep when Logan asked, “He’s still gonna run, isn’t he?”
Max scooted to lean over his body whispering, “Not right away, but yeah he will.” Stretching up, she gave Logan a deep kiss, then finally broke away. “But don’t worry, he’ll let us catch him to bring him back home.”
“And we’re home?” Logan’s voice was rough with emotion.
Max simply answered, “Yes.” with a confidence he didn’t understand. A moment later, Alec heard a rustle as Max shifted and realized she’d removed Logan’s glasses and put them on the nightstand.
Settling back, Max curled in on one side of his body while he remained practically draped over Logan. Just loud enough, Max tiredly muttered, “Now go to sleep, both of you.”
Content, Alec couldn’t stop the corners of his lips from lifting before he snuggled deeper between the two, and let their even breathing lull him to sleep.
Fin~