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CHAPTER 9

MAGNUS

I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing right now. I feel out of my depth. Sure, this isn't the first threesome I’ve participated in and it probably won’t be the last. But something about these guys is different than what I’m used to.

I thought Leo would be the more boring one of the pair, but his willingness to play along has seriously impressed me. Now, I just need to see how far he’ll let me push him.

I pull away from the kiss with a loud smack of my lips, grinning when Leo tries to follow me.

“What do you think about this?” I ask, holding the silicone buttplug in front of his face.

He tries to twist his head around to get a better look, but I hold his hair tighter between my fingers. He winces and then shrugs his shoulders, “I don’t know? What is it?”

Have I been going about this all wrong? If Leo doesn’t know what a plug is, maybe I’m not the right guy for this.

“It’s a plug. It goes up your ass and vibrates against your prostate,” I carefully explain. “Might feel a bit weird at first, but I promise it’ll make your eyes cross when I finally give you permission to come.”

I half expect Leo to scramble up from his position on the floor, so I’m surprised when he reaches a hand out for the plug.

I let him grab it from my hold and watch as he rips open the box and dumps the plug into his open palm. He holds it this way and that way, thoroughly examining the item, pondering on whether he thinks this experience is worth it.

It is worth the risk of pulling him out of the zen headspace he has going on, but I feel like I need to remind him that he’s here by his own freewill. “Remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I understand this is new for you. I want you to leave here with memories of a good night together.”

Leo avoids eye contact, but eventually he nods his head.

Leaving him alone, I walk over to the bed and I can’t help but grin at Mason. He’s panting like he’s been running a marathon, droplets of sweat dripping down his body. I bet his arms are getting tired by now.

I sit next to him on the bed and reach over to grab hold of the toy he’s got crammed up his hole. He whines when he thinks I’m going to pull it out of him, but I wouldn’t dare. I just want to help him out a little bit.

He moans when I push the toy deeper inside, and I use his distracted state to pick up the bottle of lube by the pillow and discreetly drop it onto the floor and use my foot to kick it over to Leo.

Leo startles at the sudden object flying towards him, but quickly scoops it into his grasp. I give him a few moments of privacy and let him get on with it.

It only takes a few minutes before I hear a sharp gasp from behind me, and when I look over, I’m shocked to see what I discover. Leo has one palm holding onto the wall and the other one is ever so slowly pushing the plug inside his glistening hole.

Mason, noticing my stalled movements, leans up onto his hands and looks to where I’m staring.

“Oh fuck me,” he whines.