Jake pulled off with a wet pop, glancing up at Sage's wrecked expression, his lips parted, lashes fluttering, sweat beading along his collarbones. "Yeah," Jake rasped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Get over here."
Asher hesitated just a second before sinking to his knees beside Jake, his thick thighs straining his shorts. Sage's eyes flew open at the movement, his cock twitching between them. "Wait-"
Jake cut him off with a sharp nip to his inner thigh. "Eyes closed, remember?" He dragged his tongue along Sage's pulsing vein. "Pretend we're her."
Sage groaned, his head thumping back against the lockers. His fingers twisted in Jake's hair again as Asher leaned in, his dark eyes tracking the way Sage's cock glistened under the fluorescent lights. For a long moment, Asher just breathed against Sage's flushed skin, the warm puffs of air making Sage tremble, before finally extending his tongue.
The first swipe was hesitant, just a glancing brush against the underside of Sage's cockhead. Sage's hips jerked violently, his breath punching out in a shocked "Fuck!" that echoed off the tiles. Asher's brow furrowed in concentration as he lapped up the bead of precum gathering there. His nose wrinkled slightly at the taste, but he didn't pull away.
Jake smirked, watching Asher's thick eyelashes flutter against his olive cheeks. "Not bad, Kovac."
Asher shot him a glare, but the effect was ruined when Sage's cock twitched against his chin, leaving a sticky smear. Sage groaned above them, his abs flexing as he fought to keep still. "Jesus Christ-" His voice cracked when Jake took him deep again, his throat fluttering around the head.
Asher exhaled sharply through his nose before leaning back in, this time with more confidence. He licked a broad stripe across his balls, his tongue catching on the ridge beneath the two. Sage's thighs trembled violently, his fingers scrabbling against the locker behind him. "Fuck, fuck-"
Jake grinned up at Sage's wrecked expression. "He's fucking good, ain't he," he murmured, thumbing away the precum beading at Sage's slit. "A talented tongue."
Asher huffed but didn't deny it, his dark eyes tracking the way Sage's cock pulsed between them. He leaned in again, this time sealing his lips around the head with none of Jake's theatrics. Sage's breath punched out in a ragged gasp when Asher's tongue pressed firmly along the underside.
"Fuck," Sage hissed, his hips jerking forward instinctively. Jake caught his thigh with a firm hand, holding him steady as Asher worked him deeper. Asher's lips stretched around Sage's girth, his olive skin flushing darker with effort as he took him inch by inch.
Jake watched, transfixed, as his best friend's throat worked around Sage's cock. He'd seen Asher batter opponents on the mat, but this was something else entirely. Sage's fingers tangled roughly in Asher's dark curls, tugging sharply when Asher hummed around him.
Sage's head thumped back against the lockers with a dull clang. "Jesus fuck." His thighs trembled violently, his cock pulsing against Asher's tongue. "You-" He broke off with a choked moan when Asher swallowed him deeper, his nose pressing into Sage's damp curls.
Jake's own cock throbbed in his shorts, precum soaking through the fabric. He reached down to palm himself absently, his green eyes locked on where Asher's lips stretched around Sage's girth.
Asher's fingers dug into Sage's thighs and his dark eyelashes fluttered against flushed cheeks as he worked Sage steadily, his throat convulsing around each inch. Saliva dripped down Sage's shaft, glistening under the locker room lights.
Sage's breath came in short, sharp gasps above them. "Gonna-" His fingers twisted tighter in Asher's hair, his cock twitching violently against Asher's tongue. "Fuck, fuck."
Asher's hands flew up, wrenching Sage's fingers from his dark curls as he pulled off with a wet pop. Sage's cock slapped back against his stomach, flushed and twitching violently. "What the fuck!" Sage choked out, his abs flexing as he lurched forward. "I was so close!"
Jake grinning at Sage's expression. "We said we'd suck your dick," he pointed out, rising to his feet. "Not let you cum down our throats." He jerked his chin toward Asher. "C'mon, Kovac. Let's bounce."
Asher stood slowly, his olive skin flushed under the fluorescents. Sage's jaw dropped as they turned toward the locker room door, Jake shooting Asher a deliberate wink over his shoulder. They'd barely taken two steps when Sage's voice cracked behind them.
"Wait."
Jake paused, turning back with exaggerated reluctance. Sage was sprawled against the lockers, his thighs spread wide, his cock jutting angrily between them, thick and flushed deep red, veins standing stark along its length. Precum glistened at the tip, trailing down the underside where Jake's spit still shone. His abs flexed with each ragged breath, sweat trickling down the carved grooves of his torso. The tendons in his neck stood out as he leaned his head back against the metal, his biceps trembling where they braced against the bench.
"You can't just," Sage's voice broke as his cock twitched violently, untouched, "leave me like this."
Jake sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes. "I don't swallow," he stated, crossing his arms. The movement made his biceps flex. Then he paused, feigning thoughtfulness. "I guess... you could fuck me if you really wanted to."
Silence. Sage's dark eyes flickered between them, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Jake shrugged and turned away again. "Or not. Whatever."
Sage lunged off the bench with a snarl. "Don't you fucking move." His fingers dug into Jake's shoulder, spinning him around. "Fine, fine, I’ll do it."
Jake smirked, licking his lips. "Sure, bro, whatever you want."
Sage's nostrils flared. His cock jutted between them thick and flushed deep red, veins standing stark against overheated skin. Precum beaded at the swollen tip, trailing down the pronounced curve where Jake's spit still glistened. His thighs trembled with restraint, sweat slicking the dark hair dusting his legs. The locker room lights caught every ripple of his abs as he breathed harshly through his nose, his pecs flexing under the damp fabric of his singlet.
Jake raised an eyebrow, deliberately glancing down at Sage's cock then back up, slow and challenging. Sage's jaw clenched. He grabbed Jake's wrist, yanking him toward the bench with a roughness that made Jake stumble. Asher made a low noise behind them, but Sage ignored it, shoving Jake face-first against the wood.
Sage's fingers dug into the waistband of Jake's shorts, yanking them down in one rough motion. The elastic snapped against Jake's thighs before pooling around his ankles, exposing the pale freckled curve of his ass. Sage's breath hitched. Fuck. The ginger's cheeks were taut from wrestling, muscle flexing under smooth skin as Jake braced himself against the bench. Sage didn't hesitate. His palm cracked against Jake's right cheek with a sharp smack that echoed off the lockers, leaving a flushed handprint blooming across the pale skin.
"Fuck yeah," Sage growled, watching Jake's back arch involuntarily. The redhead's cock jutted out beneath him, flushed dark red and dripping steady beads of precum onto the wooden bench. The sticky droplets trailed down his shaft, pooling on the scarred surface beneath him.
Jake hissed through his teeth when Sage grabbed the bottle of lube from the bench, flipping the cap open with his thumb. The cold gel splattered directly onto Jake's ass crack, making him jerk forward with a sharp gasp. "Damn, bro!" The lube slid down his cleft in thick rivulets, some dripping onto his exposed hole while the rest smeared across Sage's fingers as he slicked up his cock with rough strokes.
Sage's grip on Jake's hips tightened, his thumbs digging into the dimples above his ass as he spread him wider. The puckered rim twitched under his gaze, clenching involuntarily when Sage lined up his cockhead against it. Jake's breath came in short bursts, his fingers white-knuckling the bench edge as Sage pushed forward in one slow, relentless motion.
Jake's moan punched out of him as Sage's cock stretched him steadily. The initial burn gave way to a throbbing pressure that made Jake's thighs tremble. Sage groaned above him, his dark curls sticking to his forehead as he bottomed out, his balls pressing flush against Jake's ass. "Fuck," Sage muttered, his voice rough. "Tighter than a pussy."
Jake exhaled shakily, flexing around Sage's cock experimentally. The stretch was borderline painful, but the way Sage's breath hitched made Jake smirk despite himself. "Problem?" Jake taunted, shifting his hips slightly.
Sage's answering snarl was all the warning Jake got before he pulled out halfway and slammed back in with brutal force. The bench creaked under their combined weight as Jake cried out, his cock dripping another thick bead of precum onto the wood. Sage didn't give him time to adjust. He just set a punishing rhythm, his hips pistoning forward with each thrust.
Jake's arms shook where he braced himself, his green eyes squeezed shut. Every snap of Sage's hips sent shocks of pleasure up his spine, his own neglected cock bouncing against his stomach with each movement. Behind them, Asher's breathing grew ragged, his dark eyes locked on where Sage's cock disappeared into Jake's body.
The slap of skin against skin echoed off the tile walls as Sage drove into Jake with unforgiving precision, each thrust knocking the bench forward an inch. Jake's fingers scrabbled against the wood, his knuckles whitening as Sage's cockhead brushed his prostate, making his thighs jerk violently. "Fuck. Right there.” Jake's voice cracked, his hips shoving back instinctively to meet Sage's next thrust.
Asher exhaled sharply through his nose from where he stood frozen a few feet away, his dark eyes darting between Jake's flushed face and the glide of Sage's cock in and out of his best friend's body.
Sage's thrusts stuttered as his dark eyes flicked up, locking onto Asher's rigid form. "Get the fuck over here, Kovac," he growled between ragged breaths, his fingers tightening around Jake's hips until the ginger hissed. With one last brutal thrust, Sage pulled out, leaving Jake gasping, and rounded the bench in two strides. He yanked Jake's head back by his ginger curls, shoving his slicked cock between those swollen lips without ceremony. Jake gagged around the sudden intrusion, his green eyes watering as Sage bottomed out in his throat.
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