Yanking Brad's boxers down to his knees, Jaxon opened his mouth and swallowed Brad's cock as deep as he could. Above him, Brad moaned, fingers clenching in Jaxon's hair. Jaxon echoed him. This was what he'd wanted when they booked this trip. The way Brad kneaded his scalp, the noises he made, the head-spinning taste and smell of Brad's excitement.
Jaxon had wanted the passion back. Seemed like he'd gotten his wish.
Beside him, the god let out a low growl. "Mmm. Beautiful. Wouldn't you agree, Luke?"
Jaxon glanced sideways, bending to suck Brad's balls. Luke was staring at them, the god's prick still sliding in and out of his mouth in a slow, steady rhythm. The fire in his eyes made Jaxon's crotch ache. God, what he wouldn't give for Luke to pull his shorts down and fuck his ass while Brad fucked his mouth.
"Luke," the god breathed, running a hand through Luke's hair. "Your friends have a wish only you can fulfill. I think you know what it is. What remains to be seen is, will you grant them their wish?"
Letting the god's heavy prick slip out of his mouth, Luke sat back on his heels and watched Jaxon deep-throat Brad's cock. His eyes followed the slide of Jaxon's lips up and down Brad's shaft, the flick of his tongue over the head when he pulled back.
When Luke dropped to all fours and crawled like a cat toward them, the only thing keeping Jaxon from whooping in victory was Brad's prick still buried in his throat.
Luke inched up behind Jaxon on hand and knee, feeling the intense scrutiny of the God’s powerful gaze on his own ass all the way. If anything, knowing he was being watched and appraised only made him harder, his dick like steel where it bounced below him, slapping his abs and leaving a sticky trail behind with every sinuous glide he made across the floor toward his friends.
Jaxon looked up at Luke approached, his beautiful lips curved up at the corners around Brad’s thick cock, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Luke smiled at him and continued around the pair, until he was where he most wanted to be, faced with the firm round globes of Jaxon’s pale ass. He reached out a tentative hand and skated his fingers over the silken skin of Jaxon’s ass, feeling his friend’s body tremble in response to his touch.
He separated the pale globes, revealing the tight pink pucker between, and leaned forward, inhaling the delicate aroma of lusty man and clean skin with only a hint of whatever soap Jaxon had used that morning. Without lube, there was only one way he knew of to prepare Jaxon for his cock, without hurting him. He could only hope Jaxon would derive as much enjoy from this as he would.
Luke blew a stream of air over Jaxon’s ass, fascinated with the way it made his hole clench and flutter. He bent forward and gave a tentative lick, swiping the tip of his tongue around the tight ring of muscle, giving Jaxon a chance to buck him off, if it was something he didn’t want. When no response came, other than the wet slurping sounds of Jaxon sucking off Brad, and Brad’s quiet whimpers, Luke resumed his feast, licking and sucking the tiny whorl of wrinkled skin.
Jaxon wiggled his ass, pushing back against Luke’s tongue for more. Luke stiffened his tongue into a point and jabbed it at Jaxon’s ass, fucking his friend’s ass with it until he felt the snug entrance give way and loosen for him, giving all appearance of being ready for something bigger, ready for his cock.