Page 35 of The Fullback
I chuckled. “Have fun.”
“You too. Be safe. And if you need anything, then give me a call. I mean it, Aiden, anything. You’re pretty much my brother and I love you.”
“Thanks, I love you too.” I smiled softly as I reached out and put my arm around him, giving him a hug. As much as I joked about how nauseating Jonny and Devon’s relationship was sometimes, I wouldn’t have wanted them to end up with anyone else. They were perfect for each other. Always had been. It had just taken my brother far too fucking long to get his head out of his arse about his feelings. “I appreciate it. And I appreciate you not telling Jonny either.”
“It’s none of my business.” He shrugged. “Shag whoever you want as long as you’re all having fun and nobody’s getting hurt.” He slipped out of my arms and walked towards the kitchen door. “See you tomorrow.”
“See you.”
I grinned and took another long swig of my Coke, hearing distant voices as Devon said something to Jonny in the living room. Then I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened the group chat.
Aiden
You guys up? Fancy a house call?
“We didn’t know if you’d make it,” Bailey said, grasping the front of my T-shirt and pulling me into his arms as Hunter shut the door behind us.
“Sorry, I had to sneak out. Didn’t fancy telling Jonny where I was going,” I said as Hunter’s hands found my hips, fingers sliding under my T-shirt and across my skin. I was completelysandwiched between the two of them, and fuck, this was what I imagined heaven must be like.
Something like this at least.
“Did you…” Hunter started to ask before his mouth found mine, cutting himself off before he got too far. He was obviously still unsure about asking for what he wanted, and normally I’d make him spell it out before praising him for using his words. But I was too wound up to draw things out, so tonight he got a pass.
“Yeah, I brought my strap,” I said, breathing the words against his lips. “My bag’s by the door.” At least, that was where I’d dropped it when they’d pulled me inside.
Hunter groaned, and there was a muttered “fuck” from Bailey as his other hand found my jaw to draw me into a kiss. “Want me to fuck you, baby? Is that it?” I asked.
“Y-Yeah, please.”
“Are you sore? From today?”
“No more than usual,” Hunter said. He seemed caught off guard by my question for a second, and I twisted around to watch his face carefully as he rapidly checked in with his muscles. “Yeah, I’m good.”
“Good, then go into your room and get naked. You too, Bailey. And if you want to be really good, you can make out for me.” Teasingly, I grabbed both of their chests and squeezed, their dual moans like music to my ears. Their muscles were so firm but soft too, and one day I wanted to spread them both out and explore. They’d worked so hard on their bodies; it was only fair I rewarded them for it.
They both wanted another kiss before they headed for their room, and I wasted no time kicking off my shoes and jacket before grabbing my bag off the floor. Once again I’d packed a selection of dicks for Hunter to choose from—the one he’d loved last time, a smaller one in case he was sore after the match, andone that was both longer and thicker. I was curious to see which one he’d pick, although I already had my suspicions.
When I stepped into the bedroom, they were both already naked and making out on the bed, their clothes scattered across the floor. Giving them permission to touch, to kiss, seemed to have loosened any inhibitions and removed any uncertainties. I still didn’t think they were there on their own yet. They needed that nudge before they gave in to what they wanted.
I watched them for a second, ignoring the burning need in my gut to catalogue the litany of bruises across their bodies. Rugby was a brutal sport, and it rarely failed to leave a mark.
Despite Hunter’s insistence that he was fine, I already knew I wasn’t going to be rough. Their bodies had been through enough today. It was time to reward them with pleasure.
Bailey saw me watching and held out his hand, beckoning me closer with a wiggle of his fingers and a pleading look. I grinned and began pulling off my clothes, dropping them in a heap to retrieve later. I put my bag near the edge of the bed so I could easily lean down and grab it whenever I wanted, then climbed onto the mattress, crawling in between them.
“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous,” Bailey said as he kissed me, hands roaming across my body. “We can’t stop thinking about you.”
“So fucking hot,” Hunter added, trailing his mouth down my neck.
Their hands and mouths were everywhere, taking me apart with hungry determination. They couldn’t seem to get enough, their desire bubbling over until I was drowning in it. I’d never been worshipped before, not like this, and it felt like I was coming apart at the seams. If they were trying to win prizes for their efforts, I’d be handing them both gold medals.
Bailey slid down the bed and pushed my legs apart, groaning as he buried his face in my crotch like he’d found the fuckingholy grail. “Missed this,” he murmured as his tongue flicked over my dick. “Missed the taste of you.”
“F-Fuck, I missed your mouth. Holy shit, Bailey,” I said, sliding one hand into his hair to hold him in place as I looked at Hunter. “Want me to suck your dick, baby?”
He shook his head and kissed me. “No, I… I’ll come. And I want to do that when you’re fucking me.”
“You can come twice.”
