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Ilya hears about it for the first time when Shane is drunk off his ass. After a rare night out with his team celebrating another consecutive win, they convinced him to drink. The season was almost over, he could loosen the reigns on his diet a little bit, they said. Ilya got a call a little after 2 in the morning, waking him up from his sleep, asking him to come get Shane from Hayden's house. Shane was refusing to sleep unless he was in his own bed tonight so Ilya gets up without question, throws on sweats and a hoodie, grabs his car keys and goes.
It's only a 17 minute drive. Hayden opens the door before he even knocks and Shane is slumped against his body, "He's done. Please take him. He's tired as hell but refuses to sleep so he insisted on keeping me up with him."
Ilya grabs Shane by his waist and pulls him towards him, thanking Hayden as the door closed. "Can you walk to the car, sweetheart?" Ilya asks as Shane nuzzles into his neck, and smiles smelling the familiar and soothing scent of Ilya. When Shane makes no effort to move, Ilya picks him up and carries him the five second walk to the car and puts him in the passenger seat.
When he hops in and drives off, he looks over at Shane with a fond smile, he's not used to seeing a drunk Shane. It's nice seeing him so relaxed and putting effort into having fun. He reaches over and gently plays with the back of his hair, "You had a good night?"
Shane nods lazily as his head rests back against the headrest, "I think I drank too much."
"I see that" Ilya chuckles and opens a bottle of water and hands it to him. The ride is silent for the most part and out of nowhere, Shane says, "Hayden wants to fuck me."
Ilya nearly fucking swerves off the fucking road as his head whips over to Shane, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Shane chuckles, clearly amused by Ilyas reaction. His eyes are still closed, eyelids too heavy to open, "Yes, at the bar. The guys were talking about if they could mess around with one guy on the team, who they would choose."
One person on the team is out and suddenly everyone on the team is bicurious for fuckssake. Ilya rolls his eyes. "And Hayden said you?"
"Four of the guys did. But yes Hayden too. Said Jackie said it was okay." Ilya stares over at Shane incredously, almost wondering if this is a drunken story he conconted in his head or if he's winding him up for some reason. "What the fuck are you saying, Shane? Drink some more water."
Shane brings the bottle up to his lips and drinks, mostly missing his mouth and the water spills down his shirt. Shane doesn't even notice as he continues speaking, "That's what he said."
"Jackie gave him permission to sleep with you? That's what Hayden told you?" Ilya repeats, despite his disbelief.
Shane nods. Ilyas brows furrow and his head is racing with a million questions and a mound of fury but he ignores it for tonight. It's not worth getting into when Shane is this wasted. When they arrive home, Ilya carries Shane inside, strips him of his clothes and he passes out within five minutes.
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The idea only pops in Ilya's head after he has a sober conversation with Shane the next day and a separate conversation with Hayden. He asked Shane about it, Shane reiterates the same thing he did when he was drunk. That Hayden wanted to fuck him.
"How do you feel about that?" He asks
Shane shrugs as he eats his oatmeal with strawberries, "It's flattering."
Ilya nods as he smokes his morning cigarette, leaning back against the counter with his legs crossed, "What if we gave him permission?"
"To what? Sleep with me?" Shane scoffs. "You'd never let him have me"
"Is true but I'd let him watch. Show him what he'll never get to have." Shane shakes his head with a soft smirk at his boyfriends plan. It wouldn't be the first time they've been sexual in front of Hayden. Hayden hadn't known of course but Ilya had fingered Shane during a movie night at their house. Shane also sucked Ilyas dick in the backseat of Haydens van under the guise that he was asleep on their road trip to a hockey event several provinces away. They did that often, got each other off with others around. They have never fully let anyone in to what they were doing but now seems like the time, so Ilya goes to have the conversation with Hayden.
Hayden looks panicked, like he's walking into a trap that Ilya is setting. Waiting for him to bite so he can kill him. It takes a lot of convincing for Hayden to believe the offer is genuine. When he agrees, he's still unsure so he texts Shane as soon as Ilya leaves his house.
Ilya just came by to ask me something. Was he serious? Or is he planning to kill me?
He's serious
Hayden's mouth nearly drops open. Was this really happening? Was he going to be intimate with someone for the first time in fourteen years who wasn't Jackie? And in the presence of Ilya of all people. It wasn't ideal but he wasn't foolish enough to turn it down. It was Shane after all.
On Saturday evening when Hayden is driving over with trembling hands, his car notification lights up that's connected to his phone and reads out a message from Ilya,
we got started, Shane is impatient. just let yourself in when you get here.
That only made Hayden more nervous. There would be no introduction. No filler conversations in the beginning to ease into whatever this was. For all he know, he was about to walk into Ilya already balls deep inside his captain.
With he arrives at their house, he gently turns the knob that opens and closed and locked the door behind him. His heart is beating through his fucking chest as he kicks off his shoes immediately. He's in Shane's house, he knows the rules.
He walks nervously up the stairs, following the sounds of what he presumes is Shane whimpering. He enters the living room he's been in a thousand times but it feels like the first. Like he forgot his way around. He spots Ilya from where he's stood, at the top of the staircase, staring at the back of the couch from a distance.
Ilya turns to him, seemingly sensing his presence and smiles, "He's here."
Hayden hears Shane whimper again but doesn't see him until he gets closer to the couch. And that's when he spots a naked Shane slumped back against Ilyas chest, he legs separated as Ilyas fingers play inside of him. Shane's eyes flutter open and he looks up and smiles at Hayden, "Hi"
Hayden swallows the lump in his throat unable to look away from Shane's cunt with Ilyas fingers still moving inside of him.
"He's pretty, yes? Distracting?" Hayden's voice is caught in his throat, unable to reply. "Yes, so beautiful you can't find words." Ilya smirks like he handcrafted Shane's body himself and deserves all the credit for it. Ilya nudges over to the loveseat that gives him a direct view of them, "Go sit."
Hayden's feet are moving before his brain even registers the words. He sat down and looks over at them lied out on the couch and finally Ilya slides his fingers out of Shane so they can properly welcome him in. But then Ilya licks his fingers clean before sitting Shane back up. Casually. Without a second thought. Without any regard to the way it makes Hayden's cock twitch in his pants. With no thought that maybe Hayden was also curious about how Shane tasted.
"You know you can't fuck him" Ilya says wrapping his arms around Shanes abdomen. Shane's hand finds his own clit in the meantime but Ilya says something to him in Russian. Shane whimpers and reluctantly drops his hand.
"I know, you told me that already."
"You just watch from there, touch yourself. Or don't. I don't care. If I want you to touch him, I will tell you. Yes?"
"Shouldn't Shane be telling me how he wants this to go?" He asks with a raised brow.
Ilya snickers under his breath, Hayden clearly doesn't know the way things work in this household. He and Shane share a brain at this point, he knows what Shane wants before Shane even has the thought. Of course, Hayden doesn't know that Shane doesn't like to think during sex or speak for that matter unless he's begging for something. The goal is to shut his brain down, he has no desire to find the words to string a sentence together when he's being fucked.
"I will touch him again now." Ilya says. Shane leans back against Ilyas chest. Ilya speaks in Russian again and watches Shane bring his leg up to his chest, exposing himself to him. Ilya adjusts Shane's legs and places them on the outside of his own so he was fully on display. The Russian makes Hayden feel excluded, the fact that they're speaking in a way he can't understand. But a part of him also finds it kind of hot and romantic that they're communicating right in front of him in a way that's only for them. That despite inviting him in, he's still not fully a part of their dynamic. It's sweet if he doesn't get in his head about it.
He watches Ilyas hand slowly trace down his body before he cups Shanes cunt with his large hand. His hand slides down his folds and opens Shane up, "He's perfect, yes?" Hayden swallows the lump in his throat as Ilya shows off Shane's pink and glistening wet insides and he immediately nods because fuck, he never imagined what Shane's cunt looked like but it was pretty.
But what was prettier than Shane's pussy was the way he sounded when he was being touched. Ilya slides two fingers inside Shane and he lets out a gorgeous moan and arches his back against Ilyas chest. Ilyas other hand reaches down to circle his clit while the other slowly and teasingly fingers him. Shane turns to bury his face in Ilyas neck but Ilya says no. Hayden notices that he chose to speak in English.
"Look at him, Shane."
Shane turns his head towards Hayden and meets his gaze. Hayden doesn't know what he's feeling. His brain feels like a sizzling pan of scrambled eggs right now. Shane is staring into his fucking soul, his mouth drops open and his brows furrow when Ilya curls his fingers. "Oh my god, fuck!!" Shane mouths like Hayden is the one pleasuring him. Hayden realizes how rock fucking hard he is in his pants. He unbuttons his pants and pulls his cock out and watches the way Shanes eyes immediately drop down to his cock as Hayden uses the pre come to slick himself up and starts getting himself off.
And maybe when Hayden looks back at Shane's cunt, he's imagining it's his cock inside of him instead of Ilya's fingers. Ilya starts thrusting his fingers faster and rubbing Shane's clit harder, "Fuck baby!!" Shane cries out as his nails dig into Ilyas thigh as his fingers get covered in Shane's arousal.
"You hear how wet this is getting him?" Ilya teases as his fingers sink in and Shane's pussy squelches with wetness and Ilya notices Haydens cock twitch at that. "You like hearing that?" He asks looking over at him, as he does it again. Slowly pushing his fingers in and some of his wetness dripping down his thighs, his pleasure audible enough for all three of them to hear.
"Holy shit" Haydens eyes roll back as his head drops back against the couch, thinking about how badly he wishes he was Ilya right now. "Ah, you old man like Hunter? Going to come already?" Ilya mocks
"Fuck off!!" Hayden hisses.
"I'm not done with him so you should stop touching yourself." Hayden doesn't stop, his hand just reluctantly slows down. Shane tilts his head up to Ilya and whimpers softly so Ilya kisses him deeply, giving him what he's silently begging for. It's all tongue and desire. "You like this?" He asks in Russian. "Being watched?"
Shane nods eagerly before pulling back from the kiss, his mouth left glistening with Ilyas saliva. Ilya pulls his fingers out of Shane, holds him by the jaw with one hand and pushes his fingers in his boyfriend's mouth, "Suck"
And without a second thought, Shane sucks his pleasure off of Ilyas fingers and Hayden nearly fucking comes because Shane doesn't look away from him for even a second. He realizes these two are absolutely fucking filthy together. Once Ilyas fingers are dripping, he stuffs them back inside of Shane and starts pounding his fingers. Shane's arm slaps against the back of the couch as his eyes clench shut, "Fuck!!" He screams. He looks down at Ilya pounding into his pussy in disbelief, "Fuck!!!!! Harder. Harder." He begs. Shane starts sinking down against Ilyas chest, unable to keep himself upright. Similar to how he was when Hayden showed up.
"Fuck!!! I'm gonna come" He screams, his legs closing shut on Ilyas fingers. Ilyas fingers come to a stop as Shane let's out a cry of protest as his legs part again.
Ilya looks up at Hayden, "You want to hold back his legs?"
Haydens tongue is suddenly three times too big for his mouth so he just babbles in response. "Ah you're bilingual now? What language is that?" Ilya asks
God, he's an asshole, Hayden thinks. He just nods instead, not trusting himself to speak.
Ilya stands up, lying Shane down gently on the couch. "Go behind him like I was. Hold his legs back. I'm going to eat him out." Hayden is shocked by the offer that they're allowing him to be involved in this way. Shane seems unphased by it. Either he knew what the plan was or he was just completely open to whatever shots Ilya called. It was often the latter, Hayden didn't know that. He stands up and strips down and walks over to replace Ilya. He lifts Shane up and sits behind him. He grabs Shanes legs and holds them back to his chest. "You need to hold him tight, he moves a lot."
Ilya tells them to alter the angle so Haydens back was upright to the back of the couch and Ilya can get down on his knees on the floor. Once he adjusts, he gets down and kisses the back of Shanes thighs and says something in Russian again, Beg.
Shane lets out a whole string of words in Russian, sounding like pleads to Hayden and it only quiets down when Ilya gets his mouth on him, "Oh God yes" He mewls softly. Ilya laps up Shane's insides with his tongue hungrily and desperately. And Haydens hard cock was twitching against Shanes back. Shane was gripping onto Haydens thighs beneath him to keep himself upright and having Shane this close to him, touching him when his cunt getting pounded was such a fucking turn on. He hadn't imagined this fantasy was ever going to come true and yet, here he was. It was happening right in front of his eyes.
Shane glances up at Hayden, similar to how he did to Ilya earlier. Hayden looks down at him and Shanes pretty brown eyes look desperate. Like hes begging to be kissed. He whines softly, telling him what he wants but he's not familiar with the language of Shane in the bedroom.
He also doesn't want to do anything that will end this prematurely. He's not supposed to be doing anything Ilya hasn't allowed but Shane is pleading for it after all. Shane doesn't look away from him, eyes still heavy and says something in Russian. Hayden looks down at him curiously, wondering if Shane forgot he can't understand but then he hears Ilya reply back, "You can kiss him." Shane must have asked, understanding that Hayden wasn't going to do it otherwise. So when Shane whispers kiss me, Hayden closes the gap between their lips and kisses him for the first time. Shane is a bit out of it so it's fast and messy but still good at the same time. It's only when Hayden realizes a unique taste on Shane's tongue that he realizes he's tasting his insides and the thought alone makes him come against Shane's back with jagged thrusts of his hips and short grunts against his lips.
Shane breaks the kiss when Ilya starts sucking on his clit and thrusting his fingers inside of him. "Oh fuck!!" Shane starts babbling incoherent noises, his legs threatening to close around Ilyas head but Hayden uses his strength to keep them in place.
"It feels good?" He whispers in Shane's ear. Shane nods his head eagerly, grabs Ilyas head, burying him deeper in his cunt and his eyes roll back as he continues wailing out in pleasure. Ilya only lifts his mouth up for a second to look up at Hayden, "He's going to squirt, you want to see?"
Hayden nods quickly. "Let him sink down a little more" Ilya instructs. Hayden loosens his grip so now Shanes head was in Haydens lap and Ilya was able to lift Shanes hips up so Hayden will be able to see it better. He continues eating Shane out and pounding his fingers into his dripping pussy. Hayden continues to hold Shane's trembling legs back by his ankles. Ilya finally pulls his mouth back and circles his boyfriend's clit. Shane's entire body starts quivering and Hayden is using all his fucking might to keep Shane in place. He starts screaming Ilyas name and that's when it fucking happens. Splashes of liquid junt out of Shane's pussy as he screams and shakes through it. He watches the way it hits Ilya in his face and he just licks it and keeps going, his fingers pleasuring Shane harder through his orgasm. He had never seen someone squirt like that. That far out. And if he hadn't already come, he would have come again. He didn't even know that was possible in real life.
And it doesn't seem to stop. The orgasm extends for like 45 long seconds as Hayden watches gobsmacked at the sight before him. Ilya goes in and licks up every drop off of Shane's dripping body.
"Let his legs go" Ilya says. Shane's legs don't drop as he expects. They're stiff in place and take time to fully fall back down against the couch. Shane gently pushes Ilya away from his pussy as he tries to clear his hoarse voice. "Did you finish?" Ilya asks.
Hayden nods, "When he kissed me."
Ilya chuckles like he's mocking Hayden for how easy it was for him to finish. "Move" Ilya says. Hayden fights the urge to argue and just gets up off the couch and steps back and watches Ilya sit down and pull Shane into his lap and wipes his back off with a towel. Shane curls himself into his boyfriend's stomach. "Does he do that every time?" Hayden works up the nerve to ask.
"Do what?" He questions, running his fingers through Shane's hair.
"Squirt."
"No not every time but happens a lot"
"Then how did you know he was going to?"
Ilya furrows his brows up at him like there was a ever world where he didn't know what ever tremble and whimper meant, "Because I know his body. Know it better than my own." He says. "You never do it for Jackie?"
"Didn't actually know squirting that much was possible."
"Poor Jackie" Ilya says as Shane writhes in his arms and clears his throat, "Need water"
"Pass me that" Ilya nudges to the glass of water with a straw in it, he grabs it from the table, hands it to Ilya who bends the straw to Shanes mouth. Shane looks up at Hayden as he drinks, like he's just remembering that he was here the whole time. He pulls back and smiles at him. "Was that good for you?" Shane checks.
"Yes, yes very good. You---yeah I liked it a lot. You two are interesting together." Hayden says.
"Interesting?" Shane laughs.
"In a good way. Freaky if you will."
"Oh" Shane blushes. "I guess."
"Can we talk about it or are you tired?"
"I am but we can." Shane says. "I'm going to shower, you can talk. You need me?" Ilya asks Shane who shakes his head and puckers his lips. "I'll clean the floor when I get back" Ilya says, giving him a kiss and leaves Shane to it. Shane grabs Ilyas t shirt hanging off the edge of the couch and puts it on, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I'm shocked a little bit. I'm still processing everything that happened. That I even saw all of that today. Am I the first one you let see you guys like that?"
Shane nods, "We touch each a lot like around other people. It's like a thing but we haven't properly invited anyone to like watch it or anything. But when you told me---you know, at the bar and I told Ilya, he thought it'd be fun."
"And it was."
"It was. For me too." Shane confirms. He didn't expect to enjoy being watched so much. There wasn't an ounce of him that was shy or nervous once they were actually in the thick of it.
"You don't feel awkward now? Knowing I've seen you like that?" Hayden wonders.
"I could ask you the same thing. You don't feel awkward now that I've seen you get off and you came on my back."
Haydens cheeks warm up as he shrugs, "Fair enough."
"Sometimes I still can't believe you two are together. But I guess seeing you guys like this, it sort of makes sense. Being so sexually compatible. He knows your body so well, it's kind of scary. "
Shane nods, "It is but it's really nice too. I don't have to think about it at all. Like what I want in bed. He just knows. But I mean--its been a really long time with us so... It makes sense."
"Yeah but I mean" Hayden chuckles embarrassingly. ,I don't even know if I know Jackie's body like he knows yours and I've been with her forever. Like I'm pretty sure she's only squirted from me once. Whenever she does, it's when she's touching herself."
"People are different, Hayden. It's not that easy for everyone. I just do that very easily and Ilya has tried it out with me, to see what works so he knows how but as long as you're making her come, I feel like you're probably doing just fine."
Hayden nods, "Jackie is going to be waiting by the door waiting for me to tell her what happened.
Shane snorts, "Is she into the idea of you being with men or something?"
"Yeah actually. I think once I tell her, she'll probably want to fuck."
"And you said me and Ilya are freaks." He laughs. "You should try tonight, see if you can make her. She's your wife, dude. You should be able to tell her you want to make it happen for her."
Hayden nods, "I will. I think we just got comfortable you know like we just have sex because we're horny, not for like passion or anything anymore. But after seeing this...I don't know how you guys still have it after like 11 years.
"You dont make your wife cum, Pike?" They hear Ilya's voice and they both look back to see him, walking out still damp from the shower, with a towel wrapped low around his waist. He has a spray bottle and paper towel in hand. He leans down to wipe up the floor before standing back up, "Tell her come here, I take care of her."
"Fuck off!"
"Ah you have to be nice to me. I let you see Shane come. You owe me for such big gift." He says before leaning down to kiss Shane, "You should shower." He says his voice softening dramatically as he speaks to Shane.
"I will when Hayden leaves."
Ilya's voice harshens again, "Can you leave?"
Shane swats Ilya's stomach, "Shut up. Stop being mean."
"I'm making dinner. What do you want?"
"Um maybe the noodle soup?" He asks looking up at him. They'll need something quick since it's so late and they hadn't eaten beforehand.
Ilya nods and leans down to kiss him. It's passionate and deep and Hayden awkwardly waits for them to separate. Eventually, Ilya pulls back and heads for the kitchen.
"Weird seeing him soft like that" Hayden grimaces.
Shane smiles proudly. He loves that he's the only one who really gets to see this side of Ilya. To everyone, Ilya is an asshole. And he was to Shane for a long time. But when it's just them, when they're in their own bubble, Ilya treats Shane like he's holding the world in his hands. Like he knows how special he is and he never wants to lose them. And Shane is the only one he lets see him like that. So vulnerable. So soft. And so in love.