Traitor body. The bottle pressed to my nose. Gagged. “That’s it, Dean…”A voice that wasn’t John’s. Gay sex A hole. Like he was made for this.”Nathan’s face twisted, pure rapture, as he watched his wet dream come true: me, impaled on him. Split. Somehow… I took them. Sam high-fived Dave over my head. And so good? The cold glass bottle shocked me. “Two deep breaths, lover boy.” The voice came from the wrong direction.“Yes, baby.” I inhaled, chemicals burning, dream-haze.My legs lifted. Dave hauled me up by the hair, arch, present, take it, and slammed home alongside him. Double stuffed. “Connor lives for kicking ass after last call.” That’s when I saw it, pity. Nathan groaned beneath me, buried to the hilt as Dave forced himself in. “Open up, slut…”His teeth sank into my neck. as he hammered into me with pure fucking joy. “God, he’s such a good bottom,” Nathan panted, fingers digging into my hips. Sam and Dave had been my friends for years, always standing by me during tough times. Dave spat into my mouth. Inhale. “Gave my ass to Sam for this… Not leaving ‘till I fill you your hole to the rim” Nathan biting into my neck “an ass for an ass, and yours is mine all night”Sam and Dave cheered as he pounded harder, the sounds of their
