Chapter 9
Josh
Staying over at Leo and Burne’s.
Derrick’s response was almost immediate, and I laughed at the GIF of some random guy thrusting his hips. He was so ridiculous. Still amazed me that we were best friends sometimes. We were polar opposites.
Fuck yeah! Get some, bro!
I snorted and set my phone aside. “Everything good?” Leo asked.
He was definitely the more talkative one out of the pair.
Burne was more of the silent type, though he spoke up when needed.
But I could tell he wasn’t all that good with words, as proven by our talk in the kitchen while he was making dinner.
But he sure as hell knew how to express what he was feeling when it came to touching. And kissing. And orgasms.
Fuck.
Leo and Burne made an odd but really good match. I just hoped I continued to fit in well with them. I was really hoping this would work between us, especially since I was already so damn attached. Having to let them go at any point would hurt like hell.
“Everything’s good,” I assured him. “Was just letting Derrick know that I was staying the night here so he doesn’t worry.”
Burne nodded, drawing my eyes to him. “Good. I’m crashing,” he said, getting up from the couch.
“Josh, if you wanna shower or anything before coming to bed, just grab something of Leo’s.
You’ll fit his shit better than you will mine.
” Wasn’t a lie. Burne was slimmer than me, but Leo was more my size, though a little more built.
I could at least tighten the drawstrings on a pair of shorts or something of Leo’s.
I cracked a grin as I stood as well, a shower sounding really fucking nice. “You saying I’m fat?” I teased Burne.
Burne paused at the entrance to the hallway, running his eyes over me. I shivered, my dick plumping in my jeans. Finally, he snorted and shook his head, heading down the hall. “Far from it,” he said over his shoulder, making my cheeks heat.
Leo laughed and grabbed my hand in his, lacing our fingers together. “Come on. I’ll grab you some boxers.”
I followed him into a bedroom. Burne flopped onto the bed on his back and closed his eyes, his hands folded over his bare, tatted stomach.
I ran my eyes over him, drinking in the beautiful image of perfection he made.
As if he felt his eyes on me, he opened one of his own, a smirk curving his lips as he met my gaze.
I flushed and quickly looked away, focusing back on Leo.
He handed me a pair of boxers and then nodded his head toward a door off to the left of the room. “Bathroom is through there.”
I nodded and went inside, closing the door behind me.
It was clean as hell—too clean, actually—which let me know they’d cleaned the place before asking me to come over.
It was thoughtful, and it showed they actually wanted to make a good impression on me.
My chest warmed. They really wanted this to work. Maybe as much as I did.
After showering, I pulled on the boxers, my cock already semi-hard as I thought about crawling into bed with them. God, I wanted it more than anything—to feel their hot, hard bodies against mine. Would I be in the middle? Would Burne? Or Leo? Would there be touching involved?
I licked my lips and shook my head, trying to get my head out of the gutter. We all needed sleep. We had class in the morning. No touching could happen, no matter how much I wanted it. I was a fucking lazy ass in the mornings, and it was only worse when I was running on little sleep.
But hell, I was good with skipping if it meant I got more of both of them. They’d been gentlemen all evening. Sure, we’d shared some hot and heavy kisses after that amazing hand job in the kitchen, and Burne got a few good gropes in, but otherwise, we just ate dinner and watched a movie.
It’d been a great night. Was I shallow for wanting more?
I slipped out of the bathroom, trying not to get too lost in my head. Leo was already asleep, soft snores leaving his lips. Burne looked up at me and patted the spot between them. My breath hitched in my throat, and I swallowed thickly, my palms beginning to get sweaty.
They wanted me between them.
“Get your ass in this bed,” he whispered, his voice barely above a rasp.
I eased onto the bed and settled between them, facing Leo’s body. Once I was beneath the covers, Burne wrapped himself around me, his arm sliding around my waist, his other arm beneath my head. I released a shaky breath and closed my eyes.
His lips pressed to my bare, upper back, and I shuddered. He ran his palm over my stomach. “Relax,” he whispered.
I smiled a little and allowed my body to relax, enjoying the feel of his body curled around mine.
I moaned softly as a hand circled around my dick, gently squeezing before pulling. A hard cock thrust against my ass, and I moaned low in my throat, not wanting to open my eyes and wake up from this blissful dream.
“I know you’re awake,” Burne rasped in my ear.
I groaned, and then a hot mouth met my lips.
Leo’s tongue snaked inside, tangling with my own.
I moaned and thrust into his hand as Burne thrust against my ass again.
I groaned, my eyes opening. I jerked in surprise and then a louder moan slid from my lips when Leo brushed his thumb over my leaking tip.
Definitely not a dream.
Suddenly, wet fingers circled around my hole, and Burne began to stretch me, prepping me for his cock.
I whimpered against Leo’s mouth, my breaths already panting out of me.
His hand worked me faster until he slid down the bed and took me into the back of his throat, sucking me like a fucking pro as Burne continued stretching me, rubbing my prostate over and over.
“Oh, f-fuck,” I panted, my fingers lacing in Leo’s hair. “Sh-shit, that’s so good.”
Leo moaned around my dick stuffing his throat, and I whined. Burne gently nipped at my shoulder. “You ready for me?” Burne rumbled.
“Yes,” I begged.
Burne lubed himself up and then slid inside of me, getting little resistance as he began to fuck me.
Between his cock inside my ass and Leo’s warm, wet mouth wrapped around me, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.
My breaths were sawing in and out of my chest, and I was delirious with pleasure, too lost in what they were doing to me to care about how loud I was being.
“Yes. God, yes. Please. Can’t get enough,” I moaned like a whore. Burne fucked me harder in response, like he was rewarding me in his own way for being so vocal about how good they both felt.
“You better come down his throat,” Burne growled in my ear. I groaned, my fingers tangling in more of Leo’s hair as I forced him to take me deeper. Leo moaned around my cock, encouraging me, his hands sliding all over my body.
“I’m not going to last,” I ground out, my chest heaving as I drew closer and closer.
Burne’s fingers dug into my hip, and his other hand pulled on my hair, his mouth suctioning to my neck.
That was all it took.
I fucking came hard, my cum spurting down Leo’s throat. Burne came a moment later, spilling into the condom.
I lay panting, trying to catch my breath as Leo came from under the covers and Burne slowly eased out of me. Leo grinned at me and licked his lips, and I winced when Burne slid free. “Fucking hell, you taste good.”
My cheeks surprisingly reddened. Leo laughed and leaned down to kiss me. I groaned at the lingering taste of me in his mouth. “Going to have to do that again.”
“Class,” Burne grumbled. “And no, Leo, you’re not skipping.”
Leo huffed, pouting at Burne. “Fucking party pooper.”
I snorted out a laugh, my eyes still closed. Burne pressed a kiss to my lips before sliding out of bed as well. “I’m going to make breakfast. You’ve got ten minutes to shower and dress.”
I pulled a pillow over my face, too tired to fucking move more than that. “I don’t even have clothes,” I muttered, hoping that was a good enough excuse. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be though. Burne seemed to be a stickler for school.
Goddammit.
Burne smacked my ass, making me jump. I narrowed my eyes at him. “You and Leo are about the same size, so make it work. If you want to be with me, there’s no skipping class.”
I pulled the pillow off my head and narrowed my eyes at him. He was standing naked, his large cock on display. It distracted me for a moment, but I finally slid my eyes up his tattooed body to his handsome face.
Fucker was grinning at me.
“No deal.”
Burne laughed, his eyes lighting up beautifully. “Yes, deal. You already agreed. Don’t get to back out now.” He ran his eyes over me. “Make it out of the shower before I’m done cooking, and I’ll give you a fucking hella nice parting gift to last you until we see each other this afternoon.”
That was definitely enough motivation.
I flung the covers back. He barked out a laugh before leaving the bedroom. Leo snickered and quickly joined me in the bathroom.
Fuck, who the hell was I to turn down that deal?