Page 43 of From the Noblest Motives
"Just as silly as leaving your socks on, I guess."
"You could keep your socks on." Damien kissed Shudder's throat, making him squirm. "Or anything else."
It was hard to see Shudder so unsure, so self-conscious, almost harder for Blaze to beat back the rage boiling in him toward the bastards who had done this to him. He managed to keep his voice gentle, though. "Whatever's comfortable, Shuds. You're gonna have to say if things feel wrong or if anything hurts, yeah?"
"Okay. Yeah." Shudder offered them a smile that was much more him. "So far I'm really enjoying all the attention."
"Of course you are." Blaze tried to sound annoyed. His hand betrayed him by stroking the golden hair on Shudder's thigh. "Don't let it go to your head."
Shudder gestured at his erection. "Too late."
"Hilarious. What are you, twelve?"
Blaze had tried his best for irritated, but that cock, uncut, with its familiar curve to the left, was more than distracting. He glanced up, locking eyes with Damien, and leaned forward to lick the spot where the head of Shudder's cock just peeked from its hood. Shudder jerked as if he'd touched a live wire, while Damien sat frozen, his lips parted on a soft moan.
That was something to file away for later. Damien liked to watch.
Probably not this time, though. When he did start to move again, Damien began to direct. With nudges and brief directions liketurnandover farther, he got Shudder on his side at one edge of the bed and Blaze draped across the foot of the bed with his head by Shudder's hip. Damien completed the rough triangle on the side opposite Shudder with his groin at Shudder's face and his head toward Blaze.
Damien sighed. "It's not equilateral."
"Oh, I know what that is," Shudder exclaimed, his voice muffled as he nuzzled Damien's thigh. "It's a triangle thing."
"You only passed geometry 'cause I did your homework," Blaze growled when Shudder shot him a grin, but he couldn't just wave off Damien's concerns. They were real for him. "I'm sorry I'm too big. We can do isosceles."
Apparently that wouldn't work, either. Damien muttered about Shudder being two inches too tall and moved them around a bit more until he had a right triangle with Blaze as the hypotenuse. This, thank gods, finally satisfied him. Shudder endured the whole thing with patient amusement— probably the first time he'd watched anyone combine math and sex.
"Blaze makes a good long side," Shudder murmured as he abruptly ran out of patience and licked up the side of Damien's cock. The moan he got in response went right to Blaze's balls as Damien's head flopped against his thigh.
Seemed as good a cue as any.
Blaze rolled Shudder's foreskin back and fastened his lips around the head, sucking gently. The squeak-moan he got was all Shudder, achingly familiar, even though there were years between since the last time he'd heard it.
It got harder to concentrate as Damien followed suit, peeling the lace down far enough to snug under Blaze's balls, though he followed that by swallowing Blaze's erection down to the base, the head bumping against the back of his throat. Blaze's vision grayed out around the edges as the pleasure spiked hard through him. His hips jerked and bucked, stilling only when Damien gripped one of his ass cheeks tight.
Shudder's thigh muscles trembled under Blaze's hand, and he reminded himself to go gently even as Damien devoured him whole. The scent of Shudder's arousal was sharp and heady, his obvious desperation in every quiver and whimper. Blaze cupped his balls and ran his tongue up and down the shaft as he took Shudder in.
The next moan was deeper, more muffled, so Blaze knew Shudder must've wrapped his lips around Damien, and it set off a circular chain reaction of moans as the vibrations surrounded cocks in highly pleasurable ways.
Blaze increased his pace, sucking harder, wanting to spare Shudder the tension of being on edge too long. Maybe that wasn't fair, but Shudder was barely mobile, and his shaking was only getting worse. Besides, Damien went deep with every fourth bob of his head, and Blaze's concentration was shot to hell every time the muscles of Damien's throat closed around the end of Blaze's cock. Combined with the soft scratch of the lace under his balls, it threatened to melt his brain.
Blaze slid a hand between Shudder's thighs, brushing two fingers against his hole and was rewarded by a strangled cry. Shudder's hips thrust up to meet him, the skin of his scrotum tightening under Blaze's wrist. The little muffled cries, closer together now, with Damien's erection acting as a gag, went straight to Blaze's core.
So close. But he was determined to hold out until Shudder finished. He eased just the tip of his forefinger into Shudder's hole, and with a hard gasp, Shudder came in shivering, bucking spasms. Blaze swallowed every drop of it, salty and bitter like Shuds himself sometimes, and licked the tip for that last moan. Damien chose that instant to swallow around the head of Blaze's cock, and Blaze followed, biting on his fist to keep his roar from echoing through the house.
He fought the instinct to just collapse where he was, and he and Shudder both turned their attention to Damien, who had risen to one elbow to watch Shudder sucking him down like a popsicle. Blaze put a finger under Damien's chin and lifted his head to seize his lips in a hard kiss, sharing the lingering taste of Shudder on his tongue.
Damien's moan was soft, deep in his chest, and so sweet, his hips rocking gently as Shudder hollowed out his cheeks and sucked for all he was worth. Fingers tangled in Blaze's hair, Damien's hips left the bed as he came, and Blaze wrapped an arm around him to support him as he heaved and twitched through his orgasm.
"Oh, that was wonderful." Shudder's expression would've put a cat lapping cream to shame.
"Thank you," Damien murmured as he offered a soft kiss to Blaze and one to Shudder, "for indulging me."
"I'll tell him at dinner." Shudder yawned so wide, Blaze heard his jaw creak.
Blaze flopped onto his back in the center of the bed. "Tell who what now?"
"Cyril. That I'll do his press conference thing. I don't want to." Shudder stretched out next to Blaze, petting his chest hair. "I want to hide. But he's right. It's a good idea to tell the story. Let everyone understand how badly this new act violates civil rights and how much that white hell prison violates… everything."
