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Lucas and Tyler searched the first floor and found no one to Lucas' private relief. The
music came from upstairs so that was evidently where the party was although he didn't hear any
male voices drifting down the stairwell.
"Ready?" Tyler whispered to him.
Lucas nodded and kept close behind Tyler's shoulder as they ascended the stairs.
At the top they found four closed doors and one that opened to a bathroom. Three of the
doors had mini dry erase boards tacked on to them with obscene messages and doodles drawn
on them. More and more, the place reminded Lucas of college life. It also smelled like it.
The music was concentrated behind one door. Lucas still didn't hear any voices as he
watched Tyler take hold of the handle. Without a word, Tyler pushed in the door.
It opened onto a bedroom dominated by a king size bed whose sheets had all been
shoved off to the floor, leaving only the mattress cover and one thin pillow which Rory had
shoved between his teeth to muffle the sounds he made as Adam pounded into him from
behind.
Lucas was so shocked by the scene that he froze in the doorway as Tyler brazenly strode
inside.
"So you were right," Tyler said loudly enough to be heard above the music.
Rory was on all fours facing Lucas' direction. At the sound of Tyler's voice he jerked his
head up, his eyes comically wide. Kneeling behind him, Adam just grinned at the comment and
watched Tyler walk to the stereo system and shut off the music.
The sudden silence wasn't so silent. Rory's grunts could still be heard through the
pillowcase and the hard slap of flesh against flesh reverberated around the room.
"You called it," Tyler went on as he crossed his arms and stood at the foot of the bed,
smirking down at Rory. "All of his bullshit just needed to be stomped out with a good fuck."
Adam ran a hand up Rory's spine and smiled as he looked down at the other man. "It
wasn't easy. I'll give him that." He used his other hand to point at a scratch across his own
collarbone. "We had to do some Greek style wrestling first."
"Well, he couldn't just come out and admit he wanted it." Tyler squatted down so he
would be eye level with Rory. But Rory ducked his head, burying his face in the pillow. "Isn't
that right, Rory? You couldn't just admit that you've always wanted to be the bitch. Adam had
to force it on you. Nice way of clearing your conscience."
"No," Adam corrected him breathlessly. He was pounding Rory with more force than
Lucas had ever seen a guy use during sex. "I made him say it before I gave him my dick." He
suddenly froze in mid-thrust. Lucas couldn't believe his self-control. Rory seemed to be just as
shocked. His head shot up and a whine tore from his throat.
"You told me what you wanted, didn't you, Rory?" Adam asked him. He slapped the
other man on the ass. "Don't be shy now. Tell Ty and Lucas what you told me. What you
begged me for."
Tyler helped out by yanking the pillow out of Rory's mouth.
"Shit," Rory mumbled. His cheeks were flushed red and his hair was matted to his head
with sweat. Despite the situation his cock was hard and Adam's sudden stillness seemed to be
torturing him in a pleasant way. "Adam, come on, man..."
"You brought this on yourself," Adam admonished him. The big man took hold of
Rory's hips and began to move, but slowly, pumping leisurely in and out and making Rory shut
his eyes and moan. "You've been harassing my crew for what, Rory? Tell my boys the reason.
Tell them what you told me."
"No..."
Adam stopped again. He reached beneath Rory and grabbed hold of his balls. "You're
not really into pain so you won't get off if I crush your nuts. Tell them what they want to hear
before I hurt you."
Wait, I gotta get this. Tyler hastily pulled out his phone and set it to record. He held it
near Rory s head. Okay, go ahead, douchebag.
Panting, Rory shook his head. Adam tightened his hold and Rory's face blanched.
"Okay! Okay, stop. Shit, stop."
"Tell me why you've been a total dickweed to the pirates," Tyler prompted from his
crouched position near Rory's head.
Rory grimaced, unhappy to be questioned directly by Tyler. "Ah, fuck, you've figured it
out. Don't make me say it. Just, come on."
"Someone threw fucking melons at Ben's bike. You don't get a reprieve, Rory." Tyler
pointed at Lucas who still stood in the doorway. "You tried to force yourself on him. Spit it out
or all three of us are going to pull a train on you and take photos too."
"He might like that," Adam chuckled as he began moving again. He released Rory's
balls and slapped him on the ass again. "Just say it and get it over with."
"I realized -- I realized that I like dick," Rory mumbled, blushing beet red. "Adam's
dick, I mean. After we broke up I missed it. Fantasized about being fucked by it. I never -- I
didn't think about topping him."
"You can do better than that," Tyler chided.
Adam shifted position. On his next thrust Rory cried out in pleasure. "Okay, okay! Yes!
I'm a bottom. I accept it now. I love being fucked. I missed Adam. He's all I've been thinking
about... being fucked by him. You can't--" He clutched the mattress cover. "You can't let
anyone hear that."
Tyler tsked and shook his head. "That's so pathetic. And totally predictable too. Let me
guess: the reason you tried to fuck Lucas was so you wouldn't give the game away. You aren't
even into him, are you?"
Lucas tensed as Rory's desperate gaze found him. "No, man. I only fuck guys these days
to keep up my reputation." Rory groaned and broke the eye contact. "No one can know I like
this. I can't be anyone's bitch."
"Oh, fuck you," Tyler snarled. He whacked Rory upside the head with the pillow. "Sex
is sex. I bet I could kick your ass and I love bottoming. You're just a pussy naturally. It has
nothing to do with whether you're on top or on the bottom. God." He stood up, ended the
recording function and pocketed his phone as he glared at Adam. "This has got to be be the last
time he fucks with us."
"It is." Adam patted Rory on the hip affectionately. "He knows his place now. Don't
you, Rory?"
"Fuck you," Rory gasped as he arched his back to pull Adam deeper.
"No, that's not what we agreed on," Adam said as he picked up his pace. The impact of
their bodies sounded like a pair of sumo wrestlers coming together. He bent over Rory's back
and hooked his arms beneath Rory's shoulder and clasped him behind the neck, pinning him in
a full nelson. Lucas gasped as Adam used the grip to pull Rory upright while he continued to
drive into the other man's bowed body.
"Oh, shit, oh, god!" Rory cried out at the new position. His cock was dark red and
drooling profusely. His arms flailed helplessly around his head.
Lucas couldn't help rubbing himself as he watched the dual display of strength and
sexual dominance. He'd never witnessed anything like it and he found himself intimidated by it.
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