Page 69 of The Laughing Game

Gideon shuffled over and positioned himself in front of Vihaal.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded.

Gideon did so, as wide as he could, resting his hands on his thighs and extending his tongue.

“Brace yourself.”

Vihaal grabbed a handful of Gideon’s hair, and his own erection, and pulled Gideon’s head back. Then he slid his cock into Gideon’s open mouth.

Gideon made a garbled noise as his muscles tensed. He grabbed hold of Vihaal’s thighs to avoid toppling over.

A white-hot spike of arousal hit me, and fluid surged over the head of my dick and dripped onto the mattress as I shivered with erotic hunger.

Vihaal met my gaze as he fucked Gideon’s mouth. Subtle emotions played on his features even as he attempted to remain unmoved. Gideon choked and gasped, but did his best to accommodate Vihaal.

“I’m going to come. Swallow it.”

Vihaal thrust twice and closed his eyes, barely making a sound as he came. Gideon’s eyes bulged and his face turned red. Then Vihaal pulled out, dragging a string of jizz over Gideon’s lower lip. He gave Gideon a controlled slap to the cheek.

“Good slut.”

Gideon whimpered at those words.

“Thank you, Vihaal,” he gasped. His gaze flashed to mine with desire and hunger.

“Get up,” Vihaal said.

Gideon stood, a little shaky, his lips puffy and swollen.

“Give Angel a kiss. Make sure to share the results of your face-fucking,” he said.

I waited with bated breath as Gideon approached. He bent to kiss me, his lips shiny with saliva and spunk.

I gasped as our mouths met and desire surged in me. The bitter taste of semen combined with the sweetness of Gideon’s mint-laced saliva. I opened wide to his plunging tongue and tried to control my breathing.

Fuck. Fuck.

“Enough,” Vihaal said.

Gideon gave me one last tongue-fuck then retreated. I leaned forward, desperate to stay connected, and heard Vihaal chuckle. I kneeled there, gasping and wide-eyed and hard as a plinth as I watched Vihaal lick his palm and wrap his fingers around Gideon’s erection.

Gideon groaned and clutched Vihaal’s arm as Vihaal stroked his cock with violent, quick movements.

“I’ll come, I’ll come…” Gideon gasped, his gaze moving from me to Vihaal as his breath hitched.

“Good,” Vihaal said.

Gideon’s eyes widened then closed as he gave himself up to it. His hips jerked as he cried out, jizz shooting from him like water from a spigot. He seemed completely overcome and a slave to Vihaal’s wishes.

“There,” Vihaal said. “That’s you and me taken care of.”

He smiled at a dazed and astonished Gideon.

“Now we can concentrate on Angel without any distractions. Although I don’t think it will take either of us long to get hard again. Not with what I’m planning, anyway.”

“Yes, Vihaal.” Gideon’s voice was rough from Vihaal’s treatment, but he seemed content enough.

Now they looked at me and my cock throbbed.

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