Free Bad Attitude by K. A. Mitchell Page B

sucked Gavin, which must have seemed like a demand, because Tommy wrapped his lips around Jamie again.
    Gavin was still getting some attention, based on the moans he was pushing into Jamie’s throat. Jamie locked an arm around Gavin’s hip, the other hand threading back through the trick’s curls, only to find Gavin’s hand there too.
    For all that Tommy was the one trading one dick for another, Jamie felt Gavin down there too, the slippery thrust of his tongue showing how much he wanted to taste Jamie. Hell, Jamie knew he was dying to find out how that silky length would feel in his mouth.
    Then their fingers tangled together at the back of Tommy’s head as he proved that his reputation as best cocksucker on the East Coast wasn’t exaggerated when he managed to get both heads in his mouth.
    They groaned, the vibration echoing between them, Gavin’s dick against Jamie’s cradled in that wet heat, rubbing, sliding as Tommy’s hands worked the shafts. Jamie’s balls buzzed with it, filling him, electric shocks running through him as he thought about them both coming down that willing throat, locked together, sharing the same sensation.
    Gavin lifted his head, then dragged his cheek along Jamie’s to whisper, “Don’t come yet, I’ve got an idea.”
    Since Gavin’s last idea was turning out pretty good from where Jamie was standing, he decided to go along. With one motion they pulled Tommy off their cocks. Jamie’s balls screamed in protest as his body crawled back from the edge.
    Gavin nodded at the armless sofa. “Climb up, Tommy.”
    As Tommy stripped off his briefs and positioned himself on all fours, Gavin produced a pack of lube and a condom from the waistband of his shorts, leaning to mutter in Jamie’s ear, “You think he’s good now, wait until you feel him while he’s getting fucked.”
    Jamie had seen condoms and the small packs littering the counter and table near the fireplace on his way in, but he hadn’t expected to be watching Gavin be the one to roll a rubber on before lubing it up.
    Jamie didn’t know where Tommy had been hiding it, but he handed back another little pillow pack of lube to Gavin, murmuring something Jamie didn’t hear over Gavin snapping off the top.
    Jamie was looking forward to getting that agile mouth, tongue and tight-squeezing throat on his dick again, but he had to admit that wasn’t the only thing he was anticipating as he stepped toward Tommy’s head.
    He wanted to see Gavin fuck, watch it in his face, see his eyes get dark with it when he pressed inside.
    Jamie cupped Tommy’s cheek as he stretched to take Jamie into his mouth and keep his ass in contact with Gavin’s hands. Jamie moved to help him. “Here it is, kochanie .”
    Gavin raised an eyebrow at Jamie’s lapse into the little Polish he knew, and Jamie started to shrug, but Tommy’s mouth short-circuited Jamie’s muscle control into a jerk so that all he managed was a snap of his spine as he arched into the wet heat. The speed of Tommy gulping Jamie down was less of a shock this time, but almost harder to ride out given how close he’d been a few minutes ago. He reached down and took Tommy’s wrist, placing his palm on Jamie’s hip.
    “Should hang on,” Jamie said to Tommy because Gavin was lining himself up.
    Jamie knew the exact moment Gavin pushed in, first in the gulping shudders from the mouth working him, but more, he knew it because he felt it in his gut, like Gavin was fucking into Jamie through the body between them.
    Tommy’s mouth bobbed in a frantic pace as Gavin moved in slow deep thrusts. Jamie wanted to throw his head back, shut his eyes and ride out the sensation, but he couldn’t look away from Gavin’s cold smile and hot gaze. Couldn’t let it all go, not even when Gavin fucked into Tommy hard enough to drive him deeper onto Jamie’s cock, not even when the slam of Gavin’s hips forced vibrating whimpers from Tommy’s throat. Couldn’t let it go because this needed to