“You’re insane.”
His friend slowly shook his head. “Oh, I don’t think I am.” He lowered his voice, so Tessa wouldn’t be able to hear from the other side of the room.
“Her. You don’t want me with her. Touching her. Fucking her. I never thought I would see the day you cared for a woman or wanted her only for yourself. And you’re fighting it, fighting that feeling to the point where it eroded your infamous self-control. When you offered to share her with me, you were lying.”
“You are insane.”
Gage let go of him and pushed himself to his knees. “Then, prove it to me.” And he removed his t-shirt, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he turned to Tessa, still standing on the threshold, clearly unhappy at being left on the sidelines and not knowing what was going on. Gage turned and headed for the doctor, his intentions clear.
Locke knew he had to act, still didn’t know what to do with all his feelings, or about the entire situation, in fact. So, he went for what he already knew. What was familiar to him, what would prevent his friend from touching her.
He grabbed Gage by the neck and crushed his mouth to his. It took a moment for his friend to react, but he finally opened his lips and slid his tongue inside his mouth.
Locke’s body reacted as usual, but deep down, it wasn’t what he wanted. Not entirely. For the first time since both men had started touching and pleasuring each other, Locke knew that despite being explosive, this sex act wouldn’t be enough. But at that instant, he was determined to take back his control, and Gage was ready to help him with that. Once all the strength, the anger, and the lust were out of his body, he would once more be able to use the doctor to his content, without nasty emotions blurring the lines. He was desperate to be himself again.
Pulling Gage down over himself, Locke let his hands roam over the hard muscles of his back. His own body, slick with sweat helped to move Gage even higher over him. With only pleasure in mind, he slid his hands inside his boardshorts. He wanted his cock and in their current position, he couldn’t access it. Hooking a leg over his, Locke twisted and switched their positions. Despite the urgency, he straddled Gage’s legs, avoiding his bruises and pulled at his last piece of clothing, freeing his bobbing piece of meat.
In the back of his mind, he heard Tessa’s gasp, not knowing if it was from disgust or arousal. And to be honest, he couldn’t look. At least now, neither of them were touching her and Locke was fine with that. Not giving him time to move, he slid down and took Gage deep in his mouth, using everything he knew about his sensitive spots to quickly drive him wild. When he traced the veins on his shaft, his breath accelerated. His cock hit the back of his throat, making Gage buck in want. And as he deep throated him, swallowing hard, he knew it would only be minutes before he came.
Gage had other ideas and took advantage of the moment he was coming back for air to grab him by the arms, so he could pull him upward and tear at Locke’s gym shorts. Grabbing his cock, he pumped him until he was hard as stone. The friction bordered on pain, as it lacked lubricant or at least some saliva, but somehow it grounded him even more. The perfect kind of pain. Bowing back, he pushed his hips against Gage’s hand that gripped him like a vice.
Now both naked on the rough mat floor, Gage rubbed his bearded chin on his stomach before biting hard into his hip muscle. With a tight hold on his hair, he forced him to let go, but not before he noticed that Gage was slightly distracted.
His eyes took a detour to Tessa who was now sitting just inside the gym, her back against the wall and her jeans at her knees. Her hand was in her panties and moving rhythmically while she looked at them. No, looked at him, and not Gage. It was impossible to sort through everything that went through his head, and instead he decided to surf the dark possession and pride that came from knowing that she was masturbating while looking at him. Only him.
Locke took control over the situation, tilting Gage’s head to take his lips once more. Gage still stroked him, but it glided better now that he oozed precum. Slowly he pushed his body against his friend’s until Gage was completely lying on the floor under him. Both men breathed hard, bodies glistening with sweat, blood pumping through their veins, but the energy between them was different. It was the first time they’d ever had an audience, and Locke didn’t want a fair exchange of power this time. He wanted to dominate. Gage. Her.
When he broke their kiss, he knew Gage had sensed the difference too when he frowned slightly but he obviously decided to play along. Sex had always been simple with him, and he rarely said no to him if there was a chance he could get off. Another advantage was that usually both men didn’t care who was on top. It changed and evolved depending on their mood.
Now that mood was a display of muscled flesh and male dominance, with the increasing fragrance of female arousal filling the room, so much now that it mixed with Gage’s musky scent and made Locke lightheaded.
“On all fours, now.” Locke barely recognized his own voice that sounded more and more like a snarl. Gage hesitated a second, looking deep into his friend’s eyes and obviously when he saw what he was searching for, decided to obey the command. As he looked at the fighter before him, Locke took himself in hand and pumped his cock several times. He then risked another look at the doctor. Her face was flushed, and her hair a mess of curls. Her hands moved faster as did her breathing, but still she looked at him. Watching him as he was watching her, he spit a couple of times in his palm before coating his cock. Fingers slick, he traced the multiple inks on the wide expanse of Gage’s back, some of them even touched the upper part of his ass. As he made his way slowly down, his friend started to widen his stance. Lock eased one finger into his anus first, moving it around, loosening the tight ring of muscle. With increasing pressure, he finally put two fingers inside.
Gage balanced himself on one arm and clearly closed a fist around his cock. Locke’s own erection was pulsing restlessly, but he ignored it for now. As his friend relaxed, he increased the pressure and slightly crooked his finger to skim over his prostate, making Gage curse, his shoulders hunching under the sudden sensation he knew too well. That was the advantage of having known each other’s body for such a long time—a simple touch and pressure at strategic places could bring intense pleasure. Locke knew that if he increased pressure on that sensitive spot, Gage would explode in a matter of seconds, but instead, he slowed down and teased for an agonizing moment. When he started to push back against his hand and was dilated enough, Locke knew he was ready. Withdrawing his fingers, he took his hard cock and just as he was about to push himself inside Gage, turned to Tessa.
There she was, barely moving her hand now, the other squeezing her breast under her blouse, her body had pitched forward, as if she was on the verge, waiting for him, for what he was about to do. He didn’t make her wait, as his own body was begging for release too. He pushed himself, inch after agonizing inch inside Gage, never looking away from the woman with a desperate look on her face. Gage’s head was thrown back as he impaled himself on Locke’s cock, his own hand tight around his shaft. For a brief instant, the three of them were frozen in place, knowing full well that they were on the verge of insanity, without any way back.
It was the low moan from Gage as he squeezed around his cock that was the tipping point. Locke started ramming into him. In the back of his mind, he knew he should slow down, but his body wasn’t listening anymore. It had found a way to exorcize his anger and his lust and wasn’t willing to slow down in any way, not under he shattered. Him, Gage and the doctor.
The entire room was now filled with the noises of skin slapping against skin, moans of pleasure, and hisses of pain. Locke’s mind was filled with Gage’s voice ordering him to go faster, harder, and Tessa’s whimpers as well as the slushing sound of her hand between her legs.
It was like riding a wave determined to drown them at any moment, but the power surge Locke felt, possessing two people with his body and gaze was enough to make him want to be lost too. And gladly so. His hips slapped hard against Gage’s firm buttocks, and when his friend finally yelled his pleasure and tightened so hard against his cock, he thought it would be enough for him to come. It wasn’t. Damn it. Gritting his teeth, it was Tessa who was finally his trigger. Head thrown back, knees drawn up, her mouth opened in a silent scream and her hand looked as if she was clamping it tight against her sex. Spasms jerked her body and it when she opened her eyes again the orgasm swept him away. His shout echoed on the walls, his seed spilling inside Gage. The pleasure crashed as never before, overtaking every cell of his body, blackening the edge of his vision, until he lay on top of Gage.
The anger had simmered down, but instead of finding a solution, it revealed much more than he wanted to know, and still didn’t give him an easy way out.
