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Luca Haas was lucky he was so damn good on the ice. Ottawa’s rookie had a fire in his belly and an attitude that gave Ilya a run for his money. Shane and Ilya had fought to get him, the boy could play. He was fast, his technique flawless, his intuition astounding. Ilya looked at him and saw Shane, Shane looked at him and saw Ilya. Yet the boy could barely get through a match without fighting, he would fight the other team, his team, the crowd, himself, anyone who would pay him attention.
Shane and Ilya did their best to challenge him, at practice they would make him run drills until his cheeks went pink, sweat sticking his pretty blonde curls to his head and his wise mouth silenced, too busy gasping for breath. Luca hated it, the men once his heroes, he hated both of them now. They both relished in pushing him. They would cut their rookie no slack, punishing him for every little miss step. They had not intended to fall for the boy, their intentions had been honest, they wanted the best for their team. Still, only a few practices into the season, Ilya found himself watching Shane watching Luca glide around the ice. The way he had sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, his fingers squeezed a little too tight around his stick, the pink haze on his cheeks. Ilya saw the lust radiate from his husband and honestly, he felt the same.
“So you like Luca” Ilya had piped up on the ride home, praying he was reading the situation correctly. The way Shane almost snapped his neck turning his head to face his husband said a whole lot.
“Uhh.. yeah sure’ Shane composed himself. “ I mean he’s fantastic, I think he’s a great addition to the team” Ilya smiled and reached over to squeeze Shanes thigh.
“Trouble though no?”
“Mmmm he’s hot headed, so where you as I remember”
“Hmmm you remember nothing, you mouth too full of my dick” Shane just rolled his eyes. “Hes cute, very pretty” Ilya often enjoyed winding Shane up by commenting on other men, Shane knew he was just playing most of the time, but this time his face became hot, eyes wide, like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“ I mean” Shane shrugged “ hes like 19”
“ I think you like him, you and him would be very beautiful together, very happy”
“ Oh Shut up” Shane sighed, giving in “ Sue me, I think our rookie is hot and what, you do too”
“ I do yes, I think hes very sexy, he reminds me of me at that age, very sexy, very angry”
Shane chuckled as Ilya gave his leg another squeeze.
They where not stupid, it was just lust and they could fantasise all they liked, but they could never act on their mutual fantasy. They had worked so hard to maintain a good public image as Hockeys number one cute husbands. Forced themselves to be sanitised and appropriate in public, never doing anything to cause scandal, they had had too much of that as it was. Being caught with their pants around their ankles with their young rookie on his knees would likely be career ending. Luca was hot but he was not worth ruining their lives over
Instead, the conversation in the car quickly became a spicy talk about all the sinful things they would do to the damn boy if they had a chance. By the time they pulled into their garage, Shane had his hand in Ilyas sweatpants. They barely made it to the bedroom. Shane begged Ilya to show him how he would treat their rookie if they got him alone Tomorrow they would head back to the ice and act as if nothing had happened.
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Luca had needed the ice from a young age. He was born with this endless energy and inner rage that only served to get him in frequent trouble. The only way his mother could settle him ever was if she put the hockey on. Little Noah would sit still and watch the games bug eyed and focused, instead of trying to fight his siblings or the other neighbourhood kids. He had begged his mom a pair of skates. Being the middle child of six siblings, there was not much money for such luxury’s, but his mother found a way as she knew it would be worth it. He had taken to the ice like a duck to water, age 8, knowing instantly this was where he was meant to be.
While on the ice he was disciplined, focused and agile, at school, he did all he could to leave chaos in his wake. He was quickly labelled as a problem, disrupting class, graffitiing and cutting class to smoke in the toilets where just a few of his misdemeanours. Due to his small stature, he was an easy target for the other, bigger boys. They would gang up on him, beating him up and calling him fag. He never took it as an insult, in fact, he had figured out pretty quickly he kinda liked when they called him that. Still, he would do his best to swing his fist and fight back no matter how out numbered he was. No matter the state he came home in, it never once stopped him from getting on the ice. Soon his time on the ice would pay off, his body became strong, he would hit the gym and meticulously plan high protein meals. Moulding himself into he best, strongest, athlete he could be.
Luca didn’t leave his bad behaviour at school. As soon as the weekend rolled round, and the afternoon matches where won, he would spend his time getting wasted and being in places he was too young to be in, with people he was too young to be with. His fake ID had always managed to get him into any bar or club he wanted. It was easy, especially as gorgeous as he was, bouncers could not say no to him. As soon as he was inside he would make it his goal to be the walking fantasy of every man in the place, letting them queue up to take him home. And it worked. Luca considered himself to be a sex addict, he couldn’t get enough of it. The rougher and the worst the men treated him the better. He moved through life trying to be a hard man but what he wanted most was the bigger, older men to bully him, hurt him, dominate him.
Everything changed during a Saturday afternoon match around his 17th birthday. He was unaware there where scouts there for the national team. They had taken to Luca straight away. Within days he was signing contracts and suddenly he was a professional player. A dream he didnt even know he could have. Until then, he had seen himself likely in prison or worse, even he could see that this was his opportunity to turn it all around. His dream blossomed when he was offered a rookie spot on the Ottawa Centaurs alongside his heroes, his teenage wet dreams, Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov.
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Shane clung to his Husband as they stood at the bar in the packed club. It was Shane’s turn to pick date night. All he wanted to do was get wasted, wrap his arms around his husbands neck and grind on him on the dance floor. It was a Friday night, there was no practice or games tomorrow so they finally had an opertunity to let their hair down. The bar tender passed them both beers and they stepped away, Shane already swaying his hips, arm round Ilya’s neck, Already a little tipsy. He had been looking forward to spending quality time with his favourite person all week. Although the bar was busy, they felt safe there, the type of men that filled the space had no interest in Hockey. To them, the men where just two regular, although stunningly handsome, men. It felt good.
“ You look amazing tonight baby” Shane groaned in Ilyas ear, one hand grabbing the man’s jean clad bum.
“ I always do” Ilya pointed out, in his normal cocky way. Shane smirked and pressed their lips together in a deep, loving kiss knowing that self assuredness was nothing more than his lovers protective armour.Pulling away, he pressed his beer to his mouth. As he lowered his drink he looked over Ilya’s shoulder to something he could not believe. Luca Fucking Haas, sandwiched between two men, their hands all over him grinding himself against them. Shane stared, wide eyed as dirty thoughts began to swirl around his brain. He took in the boys body, the way his hips moved in his tiny shorts, the elastic of his jock sitting neatly on his abs, his thick pale thighs, the way his shoulders filled out his black cropped t-shirt. The man in front of him had his hand in Lucas blonde curls, pulling so the smaller man was forced to look up at him. A worm of jealousy wriggled through his brain. Ilya noticed Shane staring and frowned looking confused.
“What is it moya lyubov’ Ilya asked, twisting his head round, but not sure what he was looking for
“Its him” Shane pointed, “Luca”. Ilya looked confused, not really believing their rookie would be seen dead in here. Until his eyes settled on the boy. It was as if all of Shanes thoughts passed into Ilyas brain.
“Fuck” Ilya breathed, taking in every inch of the boy who was now dancing with someone else. A little smile creeping over his face“ Fuck hes so dirty no?”. Ilya could barely take his eyes off him. He was right there, they could just take him, have him. This could be their opportunity. They both stood still staring, not moving, eating up every sway of their rookies hips, the way the man behind him ran his big hands up the Lucas throat, The way his lips parted in a moan when he whispered something in his ear. The husbands turned to look at each other, reading minds, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.
“ We have to have him” Shane stated taking a sip of his beer. His intoxicated brain couldn’t really consider consequences at that moment. This could be their only chance and fuck did the damn rookie look so fucking hot, it was like he was begging to be taken home. Ilya grinned, feeling truly blessed that his husband was also a thirsty fiend. He leant forward and pressed a wet kiss to Shane’s mouth, he loved his horny, filthy husband so much.
“Stay here, Ill go” Ilya grinned, kissing him once again before turning and walking towards the boy. It was not the first time they had picked up a pretty little thing in a club, in fact they knew exactly what they were doing. They had a full proof plan. This time however, the stakes where higher, never once had they taken home another player, certainly not one of their own.
Shane swigged his beer, leaning against the bar, watching the scene unfold in front of him. Ilya swaggered over to Luca, standing in front of him, then man grinding behind Luca didnt even notice as sparks flew between the Captain and his rookie. Eventually, Luca stepped forward away from the other man who seemed to just disappear into the crowd. Shanes cock bobbed in his tight jeans as Ilya reached out and fisted his hand in Lucas shirt, pulling him close, their bodies pressed together. They seemed to speak to each other, moving a little to the music as Luca stared up at his captain obviously enchanted by Shanes husband.
It was too easy, he didn’t blame Luca, Ilya was the sexiest man on the planet. He watched Ilya whisper something in Lucas ear and Luca smirking that anarchists little smile up at him. Ilya ran his hands around the boys solid waist, then moved them slowly down to Lucas bum, squeezing handfuls of rookie muscle. Ilya was so much bigger than Luca, it was hot as hell. After a few seconds Ilya had his lips firmly attached to the boys. Shanes was on fire with jealousy, kissing that little asshole was something that was on his mind more than he could admit. Now his husband was getting to do it. He was really struggled to control himself. Ilyas eyes flickered over to Shane for a second, seeing the absolute lust, oozing from his partners face. It was so fucking sexy. He took a hand off Lucas perky bum cheek and brought it up to his throat, slowly wrapping his fingers round it, just to test how Luca felt about getting a little rough. Shane watched Luca pull his lips from Ilyas and smiled up at him, biting his lip, offering him permission. Ilya whispered something into Lucas ear to which Luca blushed. That was enough, Shane couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to be involved. Finishing his beer, he tucked his dark hair behind his ears and walked over to the scene.
Ilya was running his thumb over Lucas lips, the other hand wrapped tight round Lucas waist, holding him in place. He was looking deep into the boys pale blue eyes when he felt Shane’s arms wrap round him from behind, wet kisses suddenly on his neck. Lucas eyes went wide and he tried to stepped back but Ilya held him in place, like he suddenly remembered Ilya was very much a taken man.
“ That’s my fucking Husband Luca” Shane hissed. He had a sudden wave of worry that Luca might not want this, that would be the fucking worst. He knocked back the thought and regained his confidence. “ and you are his rookie” Luca was silent for a second, his drunken brain trying to figure out what was going on and what he should do. It was all to foggy from vodka and lust.
“ Your Husband doesn’t seem to mind Hollander” He smirked biting back as always, “ but then again, I am gorgeous” Ilya pulled him in closer smiling down at the boy, so turned on by the boys arrogance. Shane had one arm draped around Ilya’s shoulder, the other reached out and ran his knuckles over Luca cheek, finally getting to touch the rookies beautiful, delinquent face. Luca moved his eyes to look at the hand, then back up to his Captain. He knew exactly what was going on and holy fuck did he want it so damn much. He had looked up to these men his whole life, posters of them on his childhood, bedroom wall. Their hockey shirts given to him as birthday gifts and now they where touching him. Lusting over him. Normally confident and composed, he struggled inwardly to not quiver like a giddy school girl. The knuckles dragged down his cheek and a thumb pulled on the corner of his lips, causing him to pout. Shane smirked, looking at the boy through heavy eyes.
“ Yeah, well hes a pervert” Shane laughed, pulling his hand away from the boy’s face.
“ so are you” Luca smirked, so did Ilya, nodding slightly. He was doing his best to gain control so he could get what he wanted “ I know you always wish you could do more than give me endless drills. You like to watch me sweat Hollander”. Shane rolled his eyes and wondered around the men. He stood behind Luca, sandwiching Lucas small frame in between them.
“ Mmmmm I like to watch your legs shake too rook” Shane whispered in Lucas ear, making the boy shiver. He couldn’t deny that this was possibly the sexiest thing that he could ever imagine. He spun round in Ilyas arms, to face Shane. Their faces suddenly incredibly close. His eyes flicked up to husband, as if double checking for consent. Ilya had his lip sandwiched between his teeth, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling. That was more than enough permission for Shane.
“ Oh yeah, how exactly are you going to make me do that? I can’t run suicides in here” He said, looking directly at Shane’s lips as he spoke, dying to have them on his, but he wanted his team mate to make the first move.
“Don’t tease me little boy” He moved his face in just a little closer. Shane felt like his whole body was on fire, getting to fill a hole he never thought he would be able to fill, it was exhilarating. He held Lucas face between his hands and tipped his head back “you are already in enough trouble as it is” He hissed before closing the gap between them and finally getting to kiss the gorgeous little punk. Luca responded as Shane hoped, kissing him back desperately, even when Shane tried to pull away for a second Luca wouldn’t let him go. It was something they had both wanted for a long time. Ilya started kissing down Lucas neck, nibbling his ear, feeling left out. Luca finally pulled away from Shane and turned his head to kiss the man who still had his arms firmly round him. Any doubt that Shane had that this might be a bad idea had gone, all he could think about was getting the boy home.
“ We should get out of here” Ilya said when the kiss broke. Thank god Ilya was basically a mind reader. Luca grinned at Ilya for suggesting it and then looked to Shane suggestively. “ I think our Rookie needs some training in how to be more respectful to his elders”
“ I think your Husband wants to fuck me Hollander” He said sweetly. Ilya smirked and wrapped a hand round the bottom of Lucas neck. Shane also reached out and held Luca by the throat. Having two men lightly choking him, in public, was practically making the boy cum in his pants. This was better than any fantasy Luca could have dreamt.
“ We will see” Shane said, “ if you’re a good boy” He placed one last sloppy kiss on the boy’s face, then brought his head up to kiss his husbands, hands still firmly on the rookies throat, subduing him, keeping him exactly where they wanted him.
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The three men practically fell into Shane and Ilyas apartment. They where staying a penthouse on the edge of the city during training season, it was closer to the rink, saving them hours of driving from Toronto each day. Luca had taken it upon himself to start teasing the men as soon as they got out the Uber and started walking up the stairs to the top floor. As he climbed up in front of the men, he pulled his short down over his ass, enough to expose both his beautiful round butt cheeks. He ran his hands over them, jiggling them up and down as he climbed upwards. Ilya and Shane basically tripping over each other behind him. While Shane fumbled with the key in the lock, Ilya couldn’t help but push the boy, face first, up against the wall by the door, and pressing their bodies together. His hard, denim covered cock rubbing between Lucas exposed cheeks.
“ This what you want Luca, yes?” He hissed pulling hard on Lucas hair tipping his head back “ You little fucking tease”. Shane pushed the front door open and dragged the pair in with him. Ilya picked Luca up desperate for the boy, and Luca wrapped his legs round the strong man’s waist, pressing their lips together.
“ Who’d of thought our Rookie would be such a bad little boy” He groaned. Grinding his hips froward so Luca could feel every inch of him.
“ No no, you guys are just so mean to me, you don’t make the other boys do all those drills ” Luca whimpered, pouting his perfect little lips, fooling nobody. Shane stood behind them, running his hands up and down Lucas silky thighs.
“ The other boys know how to behave Luca, if you are going to skate about like a little delinquent all day, we have no choice but to tire you out” Shane said, before kissing his husbands neck, who was still holding the boy up.
“Hmmmm, its true isn’t it, are you a bad little boy” Ilya purred, placing the boy back on the ground. Before he knew it, Luca was backed up against a wall, both men standing in front of him trapping him. Each had a hand on the wall beside his head. It was intimidating, it had his knees weak and his cock throbbing in his jock. Luca looked back and forth between the two men before bringing his finger to his mouth and running it seductively over his lips. Trying to be cute and coy.
“ No, he’s a liar” Luca hissed, earning a slap from Ilya. It was sudden and harder than he intended, Luca gasped turning his head from the force, but then bit his lip. The sting on his cheek only serving to excite him more.
“ Dont talk shit about my husband you little runt” Ilya hissed, leaning in close to Luca, who stood defiant. Hoping for more punishment.
“ Fuck you” He jibed in that punk kid way that drove the men wild. Ilya raised his free hand and pinned Luca to the wall by his throat.
“ You are right Shane, he has no respect for authority ” Ilya said. Shane lent over and kissed his husband,
“ He will” Shane grinned and he couldn’t help but press his lips to Lucas, he couldn’t get enough of how the boy tasted. He needed more. “shall we” he said before turning and heading toward their bedroom. Ilya let Luca go, and with a shove, forced him to follow Shane. The 3 men entered the master bedroom.
“ Ill be right back” Ilya said, leaving Shane to drag Luca onto the bed. The smaller boys back collided with the soft mattress as he kicked his shoes off. Shane instantly climbed on top of him, mashing their lips together, desperate to just be with his rookie. Luca kissed back hungrily. Shane Hollander had been the star of all his fantasies for so long, it was a dream come true, Shane and Ilya. Shane pulled away and look down at the boy. He was even more beautiful close up, looking up at his team mate, eyes half shut, teeth running over his swollen lips. Shane put his hand gently on Lucas cheek,
“ Luca Haas” He breathed “ you drive me insane” He admitted in passion.
“You fucking love it” he smirked back
“It wont just be endless drills from now on kid” He smacked the side of Lucas bum, that was still exposed, making a little whimper escape Lucas mouth. “ You are gunna learn some real discipline”
He got up and rolled Luca onto his front, tugging down his shorts and dumping them on the floor. Luca looked over his shoulder watching the hockey star undress him. Ilya had remerged and was standing in the door way swigging a beer. Just observing. Luca raised his hips up a little and wriggled his bum, just to tease the men. He got a hard, open hand spank for his bad behaviour.
“ Fuuuuck” Shane groaned looking down at the plump little cheeks. He put a hand on each cheek and parted them, revealing his pink hole. He couldn’t help but run his finger over it, a little moan escaping Lucas lips. Shane suddenly had a brain sober brain wave. “Luca you have been fucked before right”. Luca looked over his shoulder, failing to bite back a smile. Trying to look all innocent.
“No sir, never” He lied but couldn’t hold back he laugh that came forth. Shane frowned and gave him another smack across the bum.
“ Fucking whore, how many times” He asked poking a finger at Lucas entrance, he pushed a dry finger in just a little, trying to hold back his excitement at being so intimate with the boy. Feeling what he was like inside.
“ None of your fucking business” Luca groaned rolling his hips back on Shane’s finger, not caring about the lack of lube. Shane pulled his finger out and smacked the boy yet again. He made the most delicious sounds, Shane could listen to him all day. He needed some relief; his erection had been pressing so painfully into his jeans for so long.
“ Get up and get on your knees” He said sliding himself off the bed and starting to pull his shirt off. Ilya moved away from the door and came to join them as Luca wriggled off the bed and onto the floor. Both men stood above him, looking down at his pretty face. He tipped his head right back, his eyes shut, a big smile on his face, desperate for what was about to come.
“ You been fuck so many times? I suppose you know what you are doing then” Ilya said, smacking the side of Lucas head, making him open his eyes. Both men stood with their large cocks hanging out and Luca instinctively opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out.
“ Oh im sure he does” Shane teased, rubbing his cock against Lucas soft cheek then smacking him a little with it. He pressed both his hands to Lucas face and slid his cock between Lucas soft skin and his hands, fucking the gap, using his the boys face. Luca shut his eyes, enjoying being used so damn much. So degrading, so humiliating, so amazing. “not so smart now” Shane let his face go, before aggressively forcing his cock straight into Lucas mouth. “Ill remember this the next time you run your mouth on the ice”. Luca was trying to control his gag reflex, but he chocked hard on Shane’s cock. He held Luca in place a few seconds before letting go
“ Fuck you asshole” Luca coughed, but he looked up at the men with big needy eyes. Shane smirked down at him before stuffing his cock back into the boy’s mouth. Ilya put his hand on the back of Lucas head, pushing it forward.
“Oh you think you so smart shchenok ” Ilya hissed before using Lucas hair to pull him back and forth along Shanes cock. The boy really didn’t need help he expertly sucked Shanes cock like it was giving him life. Shanes head tipped back, moaning obscenities “ I want you to think about this before you disrespect me or my husband ever again” He used his free hand to pull Shane into a deep, passionate kiss. They both loved how beautifully their relationship allowed them to destroy naughty little boys. “ you say yes captain”
“Yes captain” Luca cried breathlessly, being allowed to pull off Shanes cock for just a second.
“ Good shchenok, now me” He pulled Luca from his husband’s cock and onto his. Almost instantly letting out a long low moan, Luca was a little expert at this. Shane couldn’t help crouching down and kissing up the side of Lucas neck while Ilya used his mouth. He was more fascinated by the boy than ever, desperate to know all his dirty little secrets, hear about all the men who had fucked him.
“ I think we should fuck him baby” Shane said standing back up and going to hang on Ilyas arm. They both looked down at the boy as he pulled off Ilyas cock, a string of spit still connecting them. Shane ran his fingers through it and rubbed it into cruelly Lucas face.
“ Both of us?” Ilya said raising an eyebrow, “ at same time” He teased. Lucas eyes widened in fear. There was no way he could fit them both inside him.
“ FUCK NO” Luca spat, sitting back on his ankles. Shane and Ilya smiled coolly at each other. It made Luca think they were reading each other’s minds. He was genuinely concerned and genuinely so turned on. Ilya slowly crouched down to Lucas level and grabbed his chin, giving him a menacing look. The same look he would offer Luca before reprimanding him in front of the whole team. Probably for something Luca deserved.
“ You are nothing but Rookie little boy ” He spat, placing another hand around Lucas neck. Even while being choked, Luca could shoot Ilya the same ‘Fuck you’ eyes he would always send across the rink. “ you do as you are told and we make you best whore on the team”
“ Im not just a roo..” Luca forced, through being choked but as he spoke, but Ilya squeezed tighter, using his other hand to help cut of the blood supply to Lucas brain. He instantly felt dizzy.
“ Shhhhh shhhh” Ilya whispered, his voice low and calm as if he was not slowly murdering the boy. “No shchenok, you say yes Captain, Ill do my best for you and team” Luca stared back, not willing to utter a word, but also slowly losing consciousness. Just as he felt like he was about to go Ilya freed him, allowing Luca to take one big relieved breath and blink away the stars that danced along his vision., Hands where quickly back, squeezing the life out of the boy once again. “If you want to breathe I suggest you start talking”. Luca looked pissed, really fucking pissed. Horny as hell, but seconds away from throwing fists. Even he knew that was not going to be a good idea, he would have to do as he was told, be a good little boy.
“Yes captain, I will do my best to be the best whore on the team” Luca pushed out, struggling to speak while he started to feel dizziness take him over again “Ill do anything” He added, but Shane didn’t let go straight away. Instead he waited until the boys eyelids started to fall and his skin began to purple.
“Good boy, that’s much better” he jeered, finally letting Luca breathe again. He stood up while the boy gasped for breath and the colour came back to his face. He looked up at the men smirking down at him, looking like a petulant child. “See Luca it’s not so hard being good boy”. Luca didn’t have a chance to hit back with some snide remark, Ilya bent down and effortlessly scooped up Lucas small frame, before tossing him onto the bed, like a rag doll. Shane climbed up beside him and knelt above Lucas head, grabbing his wrists and pinning them by his head. He looked down at his Rookie smiling, studying his face for any signs the Luca didn’t want this. He leant forward and placed an upside-down kiss on his lips.
“ Are you okay” He whispered, hovering just above Lucas face.
“For sure” Luca whispered back, a little smile on his face. Ilya pushed Lucas knees to his chest, revealing his entrance to the older man. He couldn’t resist pressing his face between Lucas cheeks, flicking his tongue over the boys hole. Causing Lucas eyes to roll back in his head and moan in pleasure.
“That’s it good little boy, moan for us” Shane hissed, pushing down on Lucas wrists as the boy squirmed in ecstasy. “You belong to us now, do you understand”
“ I dont belong to anyone” Luca groaned, Ilya’s tongue pushing inside him. Upon hearing that Ilya pulled his tongue away and looked down at Luca, who kicked his legs a little in protest. Ilya grabbed both Lucas ankles in one hand, pushing the boys knees to his chest, forcing his ass higher in the air. Perfect for the hard smack that was placed on his pale cheeks. Luca whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut
“ Try again” Ilya hissed, Luca realised this was a great opportunity to be a little bitch and far be it for him to let that opportunity go.
“ I don’t belong to a pair of old faggots” He spat. Ilya and Shane looked at each other for a second before Shane lent forward and forced his cock straight into Lucas mouth, practically sitting on the boy’s head. Ilya started laying hit after hit on Luca bum, holding him still by his ankles as he played down the violent attack on his pale skin. Luca choked loudly as he grabbed frantically at Shane’s thighs.
“ You are so fucking wrong about that one you little brat” Shane hissed, pushing his cock in further, causing the gagging sound Luca was making to become louder, “ That’s right whore, I wanna feel the back of that throat” He held it for a second and pulled out. Ilya let Lucas legs go and Luca sat up, trying to catch his breath. Shane wrapped his hands round Luca from behind. “ Now Luca, are you going to be good”. Luca was gasping for breath, spit dripping down his swollen lips, tears running down his pink cheeks. Shane kissed his shoulder blades and Luca tilted his head back, enjoying the moment of sudden softness he was getting from the men. He finally nodded, so horny, he needed some relief.
“ Yes, yes I’ll be good “He sighed, “ I promise”
“good boy” Shane said
“ Give me that ass back” Ilya breathed, yanking Lucas legs so he slipped away from Shane’s grasp, He was flipped onto his stomach in one swift movement. A little giggle escaped his lips, it was the cutest thing Shane and Ilya had heard. Shane got up and scooted around to beside his boyfriend who had already stuck his face back between Lucas cheeks. Lucas moans filled the room. Shane petted Lucas hair patronising him, just to twist the knife. Shane relished the fact that Luca had finally submitted to them. No amount of drills could have ever achieved that. All he needed was a tongue in his ass. Shane chuckled at the thought.
“you like that princess?” Shane purred, stroking slowly turning to pulling, “You like Captain Rozanov eating your sweet little ass?” Luca flicked his eyes up to the other man, his mouth hanging open.
“Yes… mmmm yes, I love it” He gasped “ I want you sir” He looked so beautiful, so needy. Shane wanted him more than anything, loved hearing the word sir pour out his mouth like honey.
“ Where do you want me Rookie”
“ In my ass, please sir, please” He shut his eyes and let out a long breathy moan “ Please, just you, I cant take both of you, please dont make me, one at a time”. Shanes cock was throbbing, the smart ass little punk that he had to contend with day in day out had been reduced to a sweet needy sub and it was delicious. He tugged Lucas head back by his hair.
“ I think we will decide how much you can take” Shane hissed and Ilya pulled away from the boys hole. Luca let out a nervous whimper before Ilya flipped him onto his back. Shane took it upon himself slink across the bed and wrap his arms around his boyfriend.
“ I love you so much baby” He breathed before pressing their lips together, leaving Luca to watch the romantic moment between the two men. Lusting over them both, wishing to be squished between them. He allowed himself to wonder how on earth he got here, how lucky he was, how perfect his life was in that moment.
“ I love you too” Ilya looked into Shanes eyes, he truly could get lost in them. His favourite person. His soul. He could stay like that forever. But now was not the time. They had a boy to destroy.
“ Whos gunna fuck him first, me or you” Ilya spoke as if Luca wasn’t in the room. Neither of the men bothered to look at him.
“ Why dont we just tie him down, stuff his little panties in his mouth and we do it together” Shane hands ran down Ilyas chest and kissed the side of his mouth.
“ No, please I cant!” Luca begged, backing himself up the bed. Each men reached out and grabbed one of Lucas ankles, to hold him in place, still not looking at him.
“ I dont think the whore wants that” Ilya smirked
“ I dont think he has a choice” the men shared an evil smile before finally turning to look menacingly at Luca. Shane crawled forward, slithering between Lucas legs “ Ill go first”. He took each of Lucas ankles in each hand and bent him in half, ass in the air. Luca bent his legs back, as far as they could go, holding onto his own thighs, leaving himself exposed to the men. All the stretching he did for hockey was really paying off. Shane took his cock into his hand and rubbed it over Lucas entrance. He took a second to enjoy the moment. His fantasy coming true. Luca looked positivity angelic underneath him. Even with his ass in the air, lips wet and swollen and hand prints on his plump butt cheeks. Little bruises had started to bloom where he had been hit. They would surely get spotted in the locker room. Ilya passed him lube from the night stand and he prepped himself. Massaging the gel into his cock as he stared into the rookies needy eyes.He slowly pushed the tip in, Lucas body relaxing around it expertly as his head pressed into the pillow and back arched off the bed. Shanes eyes closed and he let out a deep sigh. Luca felt in-fucking-credible.
“ Urgh Fuck Luca” He pressed forward, burying himself deep inside the boy’s body. He slid in so easy, Luca was certainly no virgin. Leaning forward, he put one hand either side of Lucas head, pressing their lips together, he wanted to devour the boy. Luca whimpered underneath him, his breath hitching with each thrust. His eyes half shut and his face a picture of ecstasy. “Is this what you wanted, is this why you gotta be such a fuckin brat all the time”
“ Ill be good. Ill be your good boy sir I swear” Luca surrendered, his voice breathy. His eyes opened a little as Ilyas cock appeared in front of his face. He accepted it into his mouth, sucking like the hungry whore he was. He looked up to see the two men kissing above him, moaning into each other’s mouths. Luca felt such delicious pride that he was giving them the pleasure that caused the sounds. He felt like the little toy he wanted to be. He reached to his own cock, that was laying against his stomach, wrapping his hand around it, starting to play with himself gently. If he went to hard he knew he would cum in seconds. Ilya almost instantly reached down and grabbed his wrist, pinning it above his head, away from his cock.
“ Did we say you could do that” Shane hissed, stopping his thrusting for a second and bringing his face close to Lucas, who let the cock slip out his mouth. Luca looked up at Shane with wide doughy eyes.
“Please” He barely whispered, praying these men were not cruel enough to stop him cumming. “ I need it so much” Shane gave one almighty roll of his hips, forcing Luca to squeal and shudder in pleasure as he hit the boys prostate.
“ What you need little boy, is discipline” Shane whispered and suddenly Ilya was stuffing his cock back inside Lucas mouth. Shane started moving his hips again, forcing Luca to moan around Ilya.
“ You can cum once you have a made Ilya cum” Shane ordered. “ Let him fuck your face”. Ilya pulled out of Lucas mouth, allowing Luca a quick moment to breathe. He straddled Lucas chest and lent forward, pushing his cock deep down Lucas throat. His body convulsed under the man as he was choked. Shane watched as Ilya started thrusting his cock, making Luca gag, his body squeezing around Shanes cock.
“ Urghh good boy” Ilya grunted, his mouth open, head falling back as he got closer. Luca tried to lie still and take it, he needed Ilya to cum because his cock was painfully needy. It didn’t take much longer for Ilya to push his hips forward one final time and his moans to fill the room, Luca nearly suffocating on the cum filling his throat. Ilya pulled his cock out Lucas mouth and Luca instantly coughed up the white liquid, spilling it down his chin. Ilya smirked at him and spat onto the boy’s cheek. “So pretty” He climbed of Lucas chest and lay himself on the bed beside the men, trying to catch his breath and watching the show. Luca looked up at Shane through his wet eyes, begging him for what he needed.
“ Please sir, please I need to cum” His voice was hoarse and wanting. Shane ran a finger through the cum on Lucas chin and pressed it between the boys swollen lips.
“ Do it” Shane permitted. He felt on the edge as it was, but he held it, so he could give Luca the best orgasm he’d ever had. He wrapped a hand round Lucas throat, using it as leverage to move faster and harder. Luca had given up holding anything back. He wrapped his hand round his cock, playing with it hard and fast, head lolled back, eyes rolling around in his head.
“ Sir… fu….yes yes. Im gunna cum” He squealed, Shane tightened his grip on Lucas throat and watched in awe as Luca exploded all over himself. His back arched off the bed, the most amazing sounds escaping from his mouth. He shook and shivered as he rode the orgasm, before coming down, turning into a limp, exhausted rag doll. Trying to catch his breath, still feeling the pleasure of Shane being inside him. Soon after Shane felt the pressure release, letting go, cumming hard inside the exhausted heap below him, grunting and pressing himself as deep as he possibly could, filling him up.
“ Fuck fuck” He breathed, pulling out slowly and laying down on the other side of Luca, who lay lifeless, euphoric. They all where
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The room was thick with the smell of sex and men. Luca lay between the two older men, on his front, totally naked. The 3 athletic, physically fit men had quickly recovered from round one. Ilya had complained that he had not fucked Luca, accusing Shane of keeping him all to himself. Shane shrugged and pointed out that if he wanted their rookie so bad he could just take him. So he did. This time he sat on the plush leather chair in the corner of the room and let his rookie bounce on his lap. Ilya could feel Shanes cum dribbling out the boy and down his own cock, providing plenty lubrication. Shane stayed on the bed paying with his own cock, enjoying the show. Luca was wrecked by the time he was finished with.
Later, once they where all satisfied, Ilya and Shane had both pulled boxers on and sat either side of the boy who they just destroyed. Ilyas hand was on one of Lucas bruised butt cheeks. He played with the flesh gently, jiggling it occasionally. Luca lay with his head to the side, facing Shane, who stroked Lucas hair softly. He was so tired, so used up and happy. He could easily be put to sleep by Shanes gentle touch. They both stared at the sleepy boy, they couldn’t get enough of him. Even though it was the bratty punk skater that they lusted over. This soft, sleep puppy version of Luca may be his favourite.
“This is much better” Shane interrupted the silence that had settled in the room “ I knew all you needed was a little punishing and you would become the well behaved, obedient little angel I knew you were” Shane teased, knowing it would piss him off. Luca gave Luca the evilest eyes he could.
“ Mmmm I might forget my place sir” Luca smiled, closing his eyes “ You might need to remind me sometime”. Shane looked up and Ilya who was smiling at him. They where both very keen to do this again. And again and again.
“ You score 3 goals at first game and I will let you ride my husbands dick in locker room after” Ilya purred, squeezing the plump cheek in his hand. “ How about that rookie”. Share tried to not giggle or get hard again. It was impossible. He knew from now on a lot of things where going to be impossible. Training, games, locker rooms, team talks, team nights, anything that allowed him and his husband to be near the rookie. But lord knows they would make it work.