nine with one person. He could feel all three of them watching him suck and get sucked. Evan reached up to grip Luka’s hips as they drove into him, but when Alek resumed the tickling Luka had abandoned, Evan became instantly frantic. He shuddered and bucked until Alek held him down, sucking him harder and faster. Then Alek found the same spot on the inside of his right hip as well and Evan cried out, strung tight as a bow. His hips rolled, undulating. He was so close, it hurt.
Alek pulled off completely, leaving Evan straining and unsatisfied while Luka rode his lips and tongue, pushing all the way into Evan’s throat on the in-stroke, caressing his neck with a hand and moaning with pleasure.
He would have begged had he been able to speak, but Alek just brushed the skin of Evan’s cockhead with the edges of his lips. He’d eased up on the tickling, but the feather-light touch of his lips was almost more torturous. Humping air, he felt Alek following him, lightly kissing the sensitive, wet skin of his tip. The tip of Alek’s tongue cleaned away some of the pre-come and Evan cried out around Luka’s girth, pushing up, getting no relief.
“Fight for it,” Alek urged in a soft growl.
Luka was moving steadily, fucking Evan’s mouth, and it felt so dirty. The novelty of having a roomful of men watch him give head had not worn off at all. Alek started to play with Evan’s balls, rolling them, tugging gently, and Evan couldn’t take it. He let go of Luka and reached for his dick. Luka caught his hand, wove their fingers together and came with a groan. After unloading down Evan’s throat, Luka pulled back and kept moaning as Evan suckled him through the aftershocks, using his free hand to steady Luka’s cock.
Catching his breath, overwhelmed, needing and desperate, Evan didn’t quite follow what was happening as Luka moved around to the side of the couch. Brennan came closer, too, moving near to Evan’s head and attentively wiping his chin dry. Then Luka was taking Evan’s cock into his mouth, Alek was sucking on his balls and Evan shouted hoarsely, helplessly thrusting upward. His orgasm hit him hard, whiting out his vision as both twins sucked him through it. Brennan held his hand and Evan panted roughly between his cries. Once he was spent, they kissed his upper thighs, his lower abdomen, the inside of his hip and Evan just breathed. There was a charge of energy that sizzled through his entire body. Brennan nuzzled the side of Evan’s neck and Evan ran his fingers through Brennan’s soft hair, the feel of it and the nearness of him intensely soothing, especially given how fried his nerves were.
“Okay, Brennan’s turn,” Evan rasped, needing the attention off of him for a while.
He chuckled when Brennan grumbled, “Oh, you bastard.”
“Hey, gotta get my revenge, don’t I?” he retorted.
Chapter 6
Voyeur and Exhibitionist
Evan leaned against the wall of his and Alek’s bedroom, playing the voyeur, feeling uncomfortably restless, unable to pin down what was wrong. It was a cozy room, not too big or too small. There was one fairly large window which was almost always covered with blinds or curtains, since it overlooked an alley and another above-a-shop apartment. Sunlight crept in through the edges anyway, especially now that the weather was becoming more spring-like every day and the days were getting longer. Evan hoped for an early end to the bitterly cold, cabin-fever days of winter.
Instead of sitting in the chair near the foot of the king-sized bed, Evan kept to his feet. It felt better to be able to leave quickly if he wanted than to commit to sitting down to enjoy the show. Mobility was a plus. Solitude would have been even better. He felt in dire need of a shower, but since he had been the one to instigate what was happening on the bed, he couldn’t take refuge in the bathroom without raising suspicion.
Of course, it was hot as hell to watch the twins take Brennan apart, slowly, but it