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One of Gaz’s favorite sights was Price’s hard cock right in front of his face.
Some people would tell you that if you’d seen one dick, you’d seen them all. And yeah, maybe that was true to an extent. But Gaz liked Price’s cock better than any other cock he’d seen in his life.
The beautiful, red mushroom head covered by foreskin that was just pulling back with how hard he was. The thick veins along the underside. The pretty little pearl of pre on the tip. Those heavy, hairy balls hanging right there, ripe and ready for him to suck into his mouth and squeeze in his hand.
Gaz licked his lips to wet them and looked up at his Captain with dark eyes, his irises almost completely swallowed by his large, wanting pupils.
He felt Price’s hand on his cheek and leaned into the touch with a sigh, eyes dropping closed for just a moment as he drank in the soft, affectionate touch.
“Give me a colour, gorgeous.” He heard Price’s voice above him, low and throaty, the deep, gravelly growl going straight to his own cock, hanging hard between his legs.
“Green, sir.” Gaz sounded *wrecked* and they’d hardly started yet. “Need you so bad.” He’d been waiting patiently for this all day. Waiting to be slowly deconstructed by his lovers.
Lovers, plural, because behind him was Nikolai, tightening down the straps on his thighs, looking at both of them with just as much heat as Gaz was looking up at Price. As Price was looking down at him.
“Good boy, Kyle.” Price growled softly, pulling Gaz in by his chin, closer to that delicious cock. “C’mere. Let me get between those pretty lips.”
Gaz was all too happy to oblige. He sank closer, kissing his way down the shaft to lick and suck Price’s balls first, nose buried in that curly patch of hair against Price’s body. He inhaled deeply through his nose, the scent heady.
Gaz’s cock twitched between his legs. He was vaguely aware of Nikolai getting up from his seat and striding over with something in hand, but he didn’t really focus on that right now.
Instead, he focused on those heavy balls and the delicious prize he knew was inside them. He licked and sucked them a little more before mouthing his way up Price’s cock to the tip again. He swirled his tongue around the head, slipping his tongue under the foreskin. He heard Price hiss above him and smiled triumphantly at the reaction.
Gaz let out a hiss of his own as he felt cold, slick fingers probing his hole, Nikolai’s slender, skilled fingers teasing him, one slipping inside to start to work him open.
Gaz turned his head to kiss along Price’s cock, taking the opportunity to look over his shoulder at Nik, who gave him a predatory grin, a bit of his hair having escaped from the tight man-bun he had it pulled back into.
Gaz wanted to brush that errant lock back as he grabbed hold of that hair and kissed Nik roughly, but that’d have to wait.
Instead, Gaz turned his attention back to Price’s cock, taking the tip between his lips again, giving another swirl of his tongue that slipped under the foreskin before taking Price in his hand and stroking, pulling the foreskin back to completely expose the head.
He sank his lips down over it, just making out with that much of Price’s cock, his warm brown eyes fixed on his Captain’s face. He watched the expression Price made, eyes looking up to the heavens as if he was praying, mouth fallen open as a wordless moan left him.
“Fuck, Kyle.” Price moaned, holding onto the vowel. His pale blue eyes returned to Gaz’s face and Gaz felt himself blush at that expression of tenderness and desire. “Can’t get enough of you. So good for me.” He praised softly.
Gaz felt Nik’s hand on the back of his head and he dropped his hand as he followed the guidance, sinking down, down, down onto Price’s cock until he felt the tip pierce his throat. He gagged just a little, just enough to make Price swear a blue streak.
“So good for us .” Nik corrected, a second finger having worked its way into Gaz’s hole alongside the first. Gaz whimpered as he felt those fingers curl wickedly, tap-tapping at his prostate, sending jolts through him. The skilled hands of an engineer, taking him apart just as surely as they’d put him back together.
“That’s it, Kyle. Take it all.” Nik purred behind him. He felt a third finger sink home and knew it wouldn’t be long now. He swallowed around Price’s cock, still in his throat, cockwarming for him while he waited patiently to be prepped for Nik’s strap.
The fingers inside Gaz worked and stretched him just a bit longer, just enough before drawing away, leaving him gaping and wanting, and he whined, high and needy, around his Captain’s cock, even though he knew he wouldn’t be left wanting for long.
“Gonna give this pretty hole the attention it deserves.” Nik purred behind him, and he felt the blunt head of Nik’s cock against him, catching for just a moment as Nik rutted the lube-slicked length between his cheeks teasingly. He moaned around the cock in his throat and he heard Price groan, feeling his cock throb.
“Fucking Christ, Nik, not even touching me and you find a way to drive me up a wall.” Price moaned.
Gaz could hear the cheeky smirk in Nik’s voice as he replied, “I only give as good as I get, Jonathan.”
Gaz would have laughed at that if not for the cock in his mouth and the sudden blanking of his mind as he felt Nik press inward. He felt Nik’s hand slip back down to the nape of his neck, gentle pressure holding him in place as he felt each inch of the toy attached to Nik sink slowly into him.
Nik had worked him open the perfect amount. There was just enough of a stretch to make Gaz’s senses sing, but not so much as to make him uncomfortable or hurt in a bad way.
Gaz whimpered around Price’s cock and Price leaned forward, arm sliding down his back, fingers curled around the root of his cock to stave off his orgasm.
“Nik, I don’t wanna rush you-” John groaned, but the Russian cut him off.
“Then don’t. Let me take my time with him. With you.”
Gaz’s back bowed as Nik pulled Price in. His lips were around the root of his Captain’s cock, while Nik was fully hilted inside his ass, and he heard the two older men messily making out above him.
Gaz felt so fucking full. He could die a happy man right here, he knew it.
Just as Gaz’s vision was starting to blur with lack of oxygen, Price and Nik separated above him and pulled back a bit, Price’s cock slipping out about halfway. Nik pulled out, but thrust back in immediately, one hand pressing down on Gaz’s tailbone to keep the angle he wanted, the Russian’s other hand still at the nape of his neck.
This time Nik didn’t stop. Long, deep thrusts that made Gaz’s thighs tremble, and that made Gaz surge forward to take Price in similarly deep strokes. His eyes started to tear as his throat protested and he looked up at Price blearily, taking in his Captain’s face - jaw slack, face flushed, but blue eyes fixed firmly on him.
“Fuck, Kyle, God fucking dammit, fucking made for this, made for taking us like this-” Price babbled, cock throbbing and leaking precum into Kyle’s waiting mouth, causing him to slurp messily around the length with each pass. His chin was covered in slick and drool, and a puddle had formed beneath Price on the bed.
Nik wound his hands around Gaz’s waist, pulling him back as he thrust forward, and canting his hips just right to make Gaz start to scream around the cock in his mouth, his eyes starting to roll back as pleasure overtook him, his cock throbbing and spurting his spend beneath him.
At the same time he heard Price shout and felt hot spurts of jizz on his tongue and down his throat. He took it all greedily, entire body shaking with the effort of holding himself up.
John’s cock slipped from Kyle’s mouth and he sat on the bed, looking at Nikolai blearily. Gaz turned to look over his shoulder and saw Nik looking as smug as ever as he unhooked the straps on his hips and let them fall.
His cunt was red and dripping, tdick swollen with need, but as near as Gaz could tell he hadn’t cum yet.
Gaz knew what to do about that.
Without even needing the order, Gaz turned himself around and buried his face against Nik’s cunt, slurping at him like a starving man - like a man who hadn’t just had a cock down his throat pumping his stomach full of jizz.
Nik cursed and hissed praises in Russian and Gaz knew he was close - that he’d likely been holding off just for this.
Gaz hooked his arms behind Nik’s knees and bullied him down onto his back on the bed, urging those thighs to wrap around his head as he feasted on Nik’s cunt.
Now it was Nik’s turn to whimper as Kyle’s expert tongue dove into his hole, as his fingers stroke his cock just right, and as those eyes met his he reached down to pull Kyle impossibly closer, riding his face until he shouted, squirt streaming over Kyle’s face and lips.
As Nik came down, he felt Johnathan there at his side, kissing his face gently as Gaz cleaned him up - first with his mouth and then gently with a damp cloth moments later.
The three of them collapsed together, deciding the sheets could wait for a few moments while they lingered together in bliss.