5. Lev
Lev was trembling so much that he was surprised they weren’t experiencing an earthquake right beneath them. He wanted what they were offering him, but the fear that they were making a mistake was strong. It lessened when he met Bryan’s gaze, and his husband smiled at him, joining him at the bottom of the stairs.
“Are you okay?” Bryan murmured in his ear, sliding an arm around his waist and encouraging him closer to the first step.
“I am, but…”
Bryan slid his other arm around him, bringing their fronts together, and looked down at him. “You’re in charge here, Lev. If you don’t want to do this, it ends. Right now. Or at any point you say so.”
Lev stared into his husband’s eyes, seeing the promise in his eyes, so he smiled and rested his cheek on Bryan’s chest, tightening his hold. He inhaled, held it for a few seconds, exhaled, and then lifted his head again. “Let’s do this.”
Bryan dropped his head, fusing their lips, and Lev opened to him immediately. Their tongues tangled, sliding into each other’s mouths. Lev tasted the remnants of the pizza on Bryan’s tongue, and he stepped closer, trying to sink inside him. Their hard cocks ground together, and Lev’s breath hitched as pleasure swamped him as it always did. Warmth bled into his body, and a hand slipped between him and Bryan, sliding to his nipple and tweaking it. Another hand rubbed between his shoulder blades, and when he blinked, Rowan and Gary had joined them. Gary’s fingertips brushed across his neck, and Rowan kissed beneath his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
Lev moaned, dropping his head back, overwhelmed by the attention.
“Let’s go upstairs to get more comfortable,” Rowan whispered in his ear.
Lev nodded, and several hands helped him to disentangle himself. Bryan kept his arm around him, guiding him up the stairs behind Rowan and Gary. They entered their best friends’ bedroom, somewhere Lev had been many times, but there was an almost static energy in the air. He probably sounded ridiculous, but the electricity was almost tangible. Like if he reached out a hand, sparks would fly to his fingertips.
Rowan and Gary stepped towards each other, and Gary cupped Rowan’s jaw, brushing his thumb across Rowan’s lower lip, just as he had with him earlier. Then they kissed. Lev had seen them kiss plenty of times, but this was different. So different. The constraints most people put on themselves in public were gone, and Gary devoured his husband. There was no other word for it. Rowan bowed back under the onslaught, and Lev sucked in a deep breath, his lips tingling as if he was the one receiving such power.
Bryan pulled him back against him. “Like what you see?” He dragged his teeth over Lev’s earlobe.
“Yes,” he breathed.
“Come on, then.” Bryan stepped forward, and because Lev was anchored in front of him, it meant Lev stumbled forward, too. Closer and closer. And closer until they stopped beside them. “Touch them,” Bryan urged.
Lev shook his head. “I don’t want to interrupt them,” he whispered back, but he wanted to.
Bryan slipped his fingers between Lev’s, and Lev tried to resist his need. “They want this, Lev, but it has to be you who reaches out first. You’re in charge, remember?”
Gary gripped Rowan’s hair in his fist, moving his head where he wanted it, and their panting breaths filled the air. Lev’s cock hardened more than ever. Bryan covered his dick with his hand, and he gasped, garnering Gary’s attention. He gentled the kiss with Rowan, who clung to Gary as if he’d fall should he be left on his own two feet, and pulled back a millimetre. Gary’s gaze lowered to where Bryan’s hand was, and his fingers gripped Rowan’s chin, turning him towards them, his lips grazing Rowan’s ear.
“Open your eyes and see what you’re doing to Lev, Ro. See how hard his cock is. Watch what Bryan’s hand is doing.”
As Gary spoke, Bryan unfastened Lev’s jeans, sliding his hand into his boxers and wrapping it around his dick. When Rowan’s eyes opened, his pupils dilated, he licked his lips and rasped, “Let me see him.”
Lev’s head spun with each long, tight stroke of Bryan’s hand, and he watched Rowan watch him, pleasure pooling inside him.
“He’s already leaking, Ro,” Bryan growled. “Slicking the way for my hand.”
“Show me,” Rowan asked again.
Bryan pushed Lev’s boxers down, freeing his cock to the cool air of the bedroom, counteracting the heat of his palm.
“Fuck, Gary,” Rowan said, and his eyes hooded, gaze fixed on Lev’s cock.
“He’s perfect, isn’t he, Ro?” Gary said, lifting his gaze from Lev’s groin to his eyes. “Perfect for us.”
“Yes,” Rowan breathed, reaching a hand forward. “I want…”
Gary smirked. “So do I.” He grabbed Rowan’s hand, who whimpered and bit his lip as if he wanted to complain about being denied. “Lev, join us.” He tugged Rowan closer to the bed and refocused on his husband, divesting him of his clothes as quickly as Rowan would let him when his eyes bored into Lev.
“Shall we get more comfortable, sweetheart?” Bryan asked.
“Please,” Lev groaned.
Bryan turned him to the side, and Lev could still watch Gary and Rowan while Bryan undressed him and stroked his cock, keeping his arousal heightened, though that would probably still happen with how fucking sexy his best friends were. Bryan. A thought jumped into his head, and he couldn’t shake it. He ripped his gaze away and focused on his husband, cupping his face and stopping his actions.
“I love you,” he said, needing to make him aware of how he felt. He couldn’t get the words out to explain what he meant by that, other than the usual meaning, of course. That Bryan might think Lev didn’t love him because they were with Rowan and Gary was like a dagger to his chest.
Bryan smiled and kissed him chastely. “I know you do, and I love you. Doing this doesn’t stop our love, Lev. If we do this, and you don’t want to do it again, we’ll still be us. If we do this, and you want to continue, we’ll still be us. Bryan and Lev. Lev and Bryan. We just might have another dynamic added to it. Lev and Gary. Bryan and Rowan. Lev and Rowan. Bryan and Gary. Or, like now, Lev and Bryan and Gary and Rowan. But we’ll still be us. Always.”
Lev hadn’t realised how much he needed that reassurance until Bryan had given it to him. He lifted to his toes and kissed his husband, sliding his arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. Bryan’s hands pushed at his clothes until cool air pebbled his skin, and then Lev pulled back and tugged at Bryan’s clothes, needing them to be skin-on-skin. Only when they were did he let the reminder of Rowan and Gary enter his head. He glanced to the side, his mouth drying when Rowan’s naked body came into view. Gary was naked, too, but he was partially hidden behind Rowan as he stroked Rowan’s cock. Rowan’s fingernails bit into Gary’s forearms as deeply as his teeth bit into his lip.
Lev dropped back to his heels, his hands sliding down Bryan’s chest, and then he glanced up at his husband and smiled. Grabbing his hand, he dragged him towards Rowan and Gary, stopping beside them. He licked his lips. “Can I?” he asked Gary, gesturing at Rowan’s cock.
Gary nodded, removing his hand to Rowan’s whine and placing it on his hip. “Go ahead.”
Lev dropped to his knees in front of Rowan and peered up at the three of them. “Is this okay?”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” Bryan said.
Lev dropped his gaze to Rowan’s cock, long and slightly thinner than his own but with a curve to the left. “Bry, will you stand behind me?”
Bryan didn’t hesitate to move, resting his legs against Lev’s back, and Lev reached for the straining, leaking cock in front of him. Lev swiped his tongue across the tip, and Rowan groaned, his legs trembling.
“Gary, can you hold him steady, please?” Gary nodded, fitting himself closer to Rowan’s back and banding an arm around his stomach.
Lev met Rowan’s wide eyes and sucked him down into his throat. He had no gag reflex, and Rowan’s expression when he found that out was beautiful.
“Oh, fucking hell,” Rowan shouted and bucked, sending his cock deeper, and Lev moaned around it.
He loved sucking dick.