Demitri’s words were shocking and even though I knew I had heard him correctly, I was still asking myself if I had.
“I… I do not know why you would—-”
“Call for him, Theo. Call for Luca, let him see you–No, us this way.”
My eyes widened in the mirror. He couldn’t be serious? Right! There was no way he was actually telling me to call for Luca. We’re supposed to be cleaning his hand, not fooling around, if this was even considered that.
“What? You can’t be serious?” I said in mild shock.
“Luca, Theo wants you to come here. He has something he wants you to see.”
My eyes widened further. This looked bad. So bad. I heard his footsteps coming right to the door and the sound of the door handle turning and the air as he opened it. I closed my eyes, not wanting to even see the look on Luca’s face.
“Playing in the bathroom, what happened to fixing his hands, Theo?” Luca said, his voice low and deep.
“I… This isn’t—-” I muttered, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.
My heart was racing, and I wasn’t sure why this wasn’t uncomfortable for me. I wanted Luca to look at me. I was even harder now than I had been moments before.
“Theo, tell him what you want. Surely you should let Luca know too.” Demitri said softly, before he pulled me away from the sink and made me stand up.
Luca chuckled, stepping into the bathroom. I opened my eyes to see him getting closer.
“I’m pretty sure I understand what Theo wants, Demitri, such a dirty man.”
Luca closed the space until I was between the two of them. Demitri lowered his lips against my ear and whispered.
“Why don’t you show Luca what you want him to do? How is he supposed to know, Theo?”
I looked up to see Demitri grab Luca’s chin after a few minutes of silence and press his lips on the other males. Luca didn’t fight him. He kissed him back. Squished between them gave me a pretty lovely look at them like this. Luca set his hand on my hip, slipping his fingers into the bad of my boxers and teasing the skin there.
Luca pulled back only when Demitri did.
“Oh Theo, you’re so hard. You liked that, didn’t you?” Luca said, his voice silky.
“I don’t know what you mean.” I muttered fast.
Luca stepped back and took in Demitri and I. The lust was visible on his face.
“As much as playing with you and Demitri is what I want at this moment, I have the food out, and I don’t want it to go bad. So Demitri, I implore you to set this game aside for an hour or two, maybe until the morning.” Luca said.
“I guess the games will have to wait until you’re fed, Theo.”
I looked up at Demitri, and that was the wrong move. His piercing eyes looked down at me and I almost got lost in them.
“Come along, Theo.” Luca took my upper arm and gently pulled me out of the bathroom.
Demitri was right behind us, the first aid kit in his hands. While Luca made me eat, he fixed Demitri’s hands. I was eating pasta and watching Luca bandage his hands. Stopping, I pointed my fork at Luca.
“Whatever the hell that was in my bathroom, I can assure you, I never once thought about it.”
“Is that right?” Luca said, his eyes still on Demitri’s hands as he fixed them.
“No never.”
“I don’t believe you haven’t thought about this.”
Luca closed the space between them and pressed his lips to Demitri’s. Luca let Demitri lead, and it was fucking hot.
“God, What the fuck is wrong with me?” I hissed.
I watched as Luca trailed his hand down Demitri’s chest and I set my pasta down and crept closer, wanting a better view of this show. Luca took his hand off Demitri and moved back, and stood up, crossing his arms, looking at me.
“For someone who never thought about this, you’re pretty invested there, Theo.”
“Don’t let him fool you. He has thought about it. Look at his reaction to it. You’re hard aren’t you, Theo?”
Demitri was exposing me to Luca. I was losing ground here. I stomped my foot at Demitri, but he only gave me a dark smile.
“Eat.” Luca said.
“I was, till you started… that.”
“We are done now—-Hey!” Luca said, loudly.
Demitri had his hands up Luca’s shirt and was actively touching him.
“Shh, Not so loud Luca, Theo has neighbours.”
“Yeah, I have neighbours.” I repeated. Watching Demitri man handle Luca.
Luca sighed.
“Do you have any idea what time it is? Now is not playtime.” Luca hissed.
“Anytime is playtime.” I said, my pasta was long forgotten now.
I crept closer and closer until I was close enough that Luca grabbed my upper arm. He yanked me even closer than I had been and as I tried to retreat, both Luca’s and Demitri’s hands prevented that for me.
“Luca said it’s bedtime.”
“Did he? I don’t remember that, do you, Luca?” Demitri said smoothly.
Luca wasn’t even paying attention to Demitri at the moment. He was busy with his hands wandering around on my skin. Demitri pinched Luca’s nipple, getting the man’s attention, and Luca looked at him, almost darkly.
“I was speaking to you.” Demitri said.
“I heard you. I was touching Theo.”
Luca stepped away from Demitri, his eyes set on me. He grabbed me by my hips and picked me up. Tossing me around like I weighed nothing.
“Come along, You too, Demitri.” Luca said, leaving the living room.
“What! What is going on?” I said, struggling.
“Playtime.” Luca said, almost purring.
“Huh!”
Luca moved my suit before dropping me on the bed. Demitri wasn’t far behind us. Once he dropped me there, his attention flipped to Demitri. He ran his hand down the man’s chest, following the lines of his muscles. He left his fingers on Demitri’s skin as he walked around him.
“Theo, you’re right. He is such a good-looking man.” Luca said.
Demitri’s eyes pinned me to the bed.
“Telling Luca about me?”
“He was.”
Luca was casually walking me into danger with Demitri, and he knew it.
“I only wanted him to see what I had, I never… Ah shit, that sounds bad too.” I hissed.
Luca was behind Demitri now, his hands slipped down the sides of Demitri’s sweatpants. Demitri was allowing Luca to explore his body, and I was living for it. But I wanted to touch them both. Demitri had been so right about this that it was scary.
Slipping off the bed, I approached them both.
“Show not good enough, Theo?” Luca said from behind Demitri.
“Not anymore. I want to touch too.”
Demitri had his eyes on me and every movement I made. Luca was making quick work of his sweatpants. He was slowly inching them down. I slipped my hands down the sides, where Luca had his hands, pulling down Demitri’s sweatpants faster.
“Luca wants these gone.” I murmured.
Demitri grabbed my chin and kissed me. Hissing into my mouth as Luca grabbed a handful of his hard cock. The sound had my blood racing. Luca smiled as he peaked from around the backside of Demitri.
I reached down, touching Demitri’s cock too. Luca moved his hand as he stepped from behind Demitri, and I saw him give Demitri a look. One I didn’t understand. Luca moved behind me now, his hands sliding up under my shirt and slowly peeling it off of me. I had to remove my hand from Demitri’s cock for Luca to remove the shirt entirely.
Demitri moved around my room, turning the small lamp beside my bed on, before turning the light off and in the dim lights, I knew I was in trouble. Luca and Demitri had their attention on me now.
Luca had my hips against mine, his hard cock pressed against me.
“Luca.” I hissed.
“What do you need, Theo?”
“You have way too much clothing on. This is hardly fair.”
Luca chuckled, stepping back, and I watched his shirt hit the floor and I knew that would not buy me time from their attacks now. Demitri was watching Luca undress. His eyes were intense in the bit of light from the lamp.
Demitri moved so he could get a better look at Luca. I turned, wanting to see Luca undress too, but I only caught the end of him undressing. Luca tossed his pants away and I couldn’t help myself. I ran my fingers over the very noticeable hickies on Luca’s chest. His were darker still than mine were.
“The hickies were mutual, I see.” Demitri chuckled.
“I really don’t remember that happening.”
“They were much darker before.”
“Naughty, Theo.” Demitri said, as he got closer to both Luca and I.
He touched Luca’s chest where the hickies were, letting his hand slide down his chest and torso before touching Luca’s cock. Luca’s eyes flicked to mine as I watched intently. Luca pulled me close with his free hand, just out of Demitri’s way, but enough that he could touch me, his hand slipping down the front of my boxers and rubbing my cock. I set my left hand on Demitri’s bicep for support.
“Luca, let me go.” I groaned. He did as I asked.
“Are you—Oh?”
I touched Demitri’s cock, before yanking his boxers down and crouching down between the two of them. As I licked Demitri’s cock, his hand found the back of my head, tangled in my hair.
Demitri worked to pull off Luca’s boxers too with his free hand, pushing them down his thighs before he moved me off his cock and onto Luca’s. His hand was still tangled in my hair. They tasted entirely different. Luca also had his hand on my head now as he pulled me off his cock and back to Demitri’s.
“Fuck, your little mouth is wicked. I just want to throat fuck you.” Luca groaned.
I looked up, trying to meet eyes with Luca, but I met eyes with them both, and Luca shoved my head deep on Demitri’s cock and I gagged around him. He let me off after a few more seconds of gagging.
“That was mean.” I said breathlessly, taking large gulps of air.
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