Page 75 of The Laughing Game

“All right,” Vihaal said finally. “Let’s give Angel a bit of a show.”

Vihaal squirted more lube into his hand and coated his cock with it, jerking himself and making sure he got good and wet. He met my gaze as he positioned himself behind Gideon, took hold of the rubber snake to keep it still, and eased his cock in.

Gideon’s breath stuttered and his head lolled against his arm. His pale skin shone with sweat and his cock dripped with his arousal. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

“Angel. Get in front.”

Gideon must have felt the dip in the mattress. His eyelids fluttered open and he made the softest sigh as his glazed eyes shifted my way.

Vihaal grunted and gasped, his eyes locked onto the spot where they were joined. After a few moments, he thrust deep and squeezed his eyes shut, letting a long puff of air out of his nose and jerking slowly against Gideon’s ass. He came with a grunt and stayed motionless as the orgasm went through him. Then his features relaxed, and he kissed Gideon on the shoulder and nodded to me.

“You want to taste him, Angel?”

I stared at Gideon’s erection and licked my lips. “I do. I really do.”

“All right. Suck him. Make him come.”

I planted my hands on either side of Gideon and bent to his arching, dripping erection.

“I give you permission to come, Deo,” Vihaal said, still lodged in Gideon’s ass and holding the rubber snake as he pumped with his still-hard cock.

“If you don’t want to swallow, Angel, just spit it out,” Vihaal suggested.

I wrapped my fingers around the base of Gideon’s dick and tentatively extended my tongue to swipe the head. Then something took over, and I parted my lips and got to fucking work. Gideon’s excited moans went straight to my balls. I found myself slobbering and sucking and teasing and tasting, as if I’d been doing this my whole adult life.

Then Gideon threw his head back and wailed, his cock stiff and hot as it emptied. And I swallowed it down like a pro.

I kept Gideon in my mouth until Vihaal told me to release him. I pulled off, feeling protective as Gideon’s softening cock slipped out. I used a corner of my kimono to wipe my lips, wonderinghow I’d ever recover from this—from them—and if I even wanted to.

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Walking back to the gaming parlor without revealing on my face everything that I’d done and witnessed was a challenge. The molly boys could probably see everything in my dazed and satisfied expression.

Sebastian smiled when he saw me.

“Ah. Did you have fun?”

“Not telling,” I replied, miming a zipper closing over my lips.

“What happens in the Bordello, stays in the Bordello,” Vihaal said.

“I think that was Sebastian’s rule to begin with,” Gideon muttered.

He was tired, and ready to go home. Vihaal had removed the devil’s tail and wiped him down with great care, then kissed us both in thanks for a memorable evening.

In the car, Gideon said, “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for that.”

“For the devil’s tail?” Vihaal asked with confusion.

“No, although that was lovely. I meant, for the opportunity to go down on Angel, and for him to do the same to me,” Gideon confessed.

“Hmm. I’m feeling left out,” Vihaal grumped, but in a good-natured, teasing way.

“Oh, V, you know you’re the central part of everything, don’t you? Angel and I would never have gotten anywhere without you.”

“Well. That makes me happy.”

“I’m sure.” Gideon, who was sitting in the back seat again, leaned forward and kissed Vihaal on the cheek, then did thesame to me. “Now let’s get home and hang out. I doubt we’re ready for bed yet, are we?”

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