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Oscar stared across the circle of chairs, Logan in an unzipped flying suit, sunglasses perched atop his head. They were the only two not partaking in the joint passed between their group. For the first time in his life, Oscar wished Max was there. George’s eyes darted over him every time he passed to him, Logan was quietly smirking across from him, and Lando was laughing into his shoulder.
Lando and George were giggling to each other, Alex leaning into Logan as he laughed along. They had matching costumes. Oscar puffed his cigarette and crossed his legs, content to calm himself before the club. To his horror, George did the same thing, Oscar looking back to Lando to avoid it. He just had to make it to the club.
“Let’s play something!” Lando smiled big, raising his hands to the group. “Truth or dare!”
Oscar shrugged while the rest of the group nodded. Alex was the first to respond.
“Who goes first?”
Logan tentatively raised his hand.
“I’ll go.” He looked directly into Lando’s eyes. “Dare.”
He watched his partner swallow.
“Kiss me.”
They were silent for a second, watching Logan pull in the sparkling cowboy and meet their lips. It was incredibly hot, their tongues meeting and hands pawing at each other in front of Oscar. He felt his white pants become tighter. George glanced over to him, taking notice immediately.
“Ok, enough. Who’s next?” The tall brit asked, watching the two separate with a line of spit connecting them.
“You, George. Truth or dare?” Lando asked with a mischievous look.
“Truth.” George crossed his arms.
“Are you gonna talk to Max?” Oscar felt himself ask. He felt the security guard’s absence in the past few weeks.
George smirked.
“Maybe.”
Lando frowned.
“Ok I have one.” He interjected.
George looked at him intrigued.
“You want Oscar?” Lando ran his tongue across his teeth, glancing darkly between the angel and the faux nun.
George’s face burned, his smirk dropping off his face. He opened his mouth slightly, Lando interjecting.
“It’s ok, Logan does too.”
They all froze and turned to Oscar, who watched on, gripping the sides of his chair. The three men in front of him devoured the sight of him, sweating and visibly hard in front of them. Alex whispered to Logan, whose gaze didn’t break from the priest.
The American slowly stood, running his fingers over Oscar’s jaw and stroking a hand through his hair curling behind his ear. He looked into Oscar’s eyes, a soft expression putting his heart a bit at ease.
“Can you handle that, baby?”
Oscar swallowed and nodded. He kept his eyes locked with Logan’s as Lando and George moved in his peripheral. He felt his world zero in to Logan’s hands in his hair and Lando’s hands undoing his zipper. He felt his whole body burn hot as Logan knelt to kiss him, Lando’s lips dotting his already hard cock.
“Good, you’re so good.” Logan purred in his ear, watching Lando take Oscar into his mouth easily. “Who’s first?” He looked up to the other two.
Lando finished with a kiss on Oscar’s pink head just before George stepped forward to lower himself onto Oscar. His hazy mind registered his slick hole, already prepped by Alex to take him. He lost his breath at the feeling of George’s tight hole, Lando’s hands rubbing his thighs. It was all too much.
“George” He gasped out, bucking involuntarily. The brit smiled darkly, looking down at the priest getting his neck sucked by Logan.
“Gonna cum already? I know you’re better than that.” George pouted, bouncing on him lazily. He winced as he felt Lando’s tongue on this thigh and a wet kiss on his tightening balls. Oscar came for the first time in waves, dripping out of George and onto Lando’s waiting tongue. George dismounted, Logan opening Oscar’s mouth to place his hot cock on his wet tongue.
Logan held Oscar’s jaw as he guided himself gently.
“So pretty, Osc. It’s ok, you’re doing so good.” His light eyes flashed as Oscar began sucking him on instinct, eyes unfocused and body twitching. He didn’t know how long he let himself be used, whose hands were exploring his body when he felt himself hard and leaking precum again.
Logan pulled out, wincing and squirting hot ropes across Oscar’s face and into his open mouth. He swallowed gratefully, barely registering George across from Logan, spilling his own spend into his panting mouth and across his pink cheeks.
Lando climbed into his lap, just teasing his cock with his slick hole. He breathed in the scent of his love, smiling through his closed eyes at his beautiful boyfriend.
Lando took him easily, gently riding him and splaying his hands over Oscar’s pale chest.
“All mine, aren’t you?”
Oscar nodded, grabbing at Lando’s body fitfully, his body tensing into the tight heat joining them.
“That’s my angel. I love you. Give it to me, it’s okay.” Lando praised him, smiling as Oscar’s grip tightened. He used the last of his strength to grip Lando’s hips as he spent inside of him, the last of his energy leaving his body as he felt Lando spill between them. His boyfriend collapsed into his chest, their panting breaths aligning. Lando kissed his cum-soaked cheek, whispering to his angel.
“Good boy.”