\u201cDid I forget to say hello, Tasha?\u201d Pyotr went over to the bed and bent down to kiss Tanner, all naked now with every toned limb visible. Joe was trapped against the bed by Pyotr\u2019s body as he and Tanner exchanged a kiss that went beyond hello. \u201cSo proud of you. My very, very good boy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd I get whatever I want, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAlways.\u201d Pyotr spoiled Tanner something fierce. Joe didn\u2019t mind, unless it was recovery related. Letting Tanner cheat on his recovery wouldn\u2019t be doing him any favors. But anything else, yes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI want you both to fuck me,\u201d Tanner said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJoe\u2019s been a bad boy. I\u2019m not sure he deserves to fuck you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow am I the bad boy here?\u201d Joe asked. \u201cWhy\u2019s it always my fault even when it\u2019s Tanner\u2019s fault?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause Tanner doesn\u2019t like to be punished and you do.\u201d Pyotr hauled him up to his feet. \u201cHello, Yosya. Did I forget to say hello to you too?\u201d He kissed Joe so thoroughly, with such passionate ownership, that Joe forgot to be annoyed. In fact, he felt a little dizzy. Pyotr pushed him backward so he tumbled across Tanner, then stood over the two of them, surveying them with a wicked look in his eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI think,\u201d he said slowly, \u201cthat in honor of Tanner\u2019s very special day, we should put Tanner in the middle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cReally?\u201d Tanner asked. \u201cIn the middle?\u201d They often fucked in a centipede, but Joe always went in the middle\u2014fucking Tanner, getting fucked by Pyotr. If Tanner went in the middle, that would mean\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho\u2019s Tanner fucking?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou, of course,\u201d Pyotr said with a smirk, because Pyotr wasn\u2019t letting anyone in his ass, the bossy, smug son-of-a-bitch. \u201cThat\u2019s your punishment for not waiting for me. We\u2019re going to let our baby rail you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWill you, Joe?\u201d Tanner bounced up onto his knees.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t even know you wanted to top.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot usually, but today\u2019s special. Let me be in the middle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If Pyotr was ordering him to do it, and Tanner wanted him to do it, Joe couldn\u2019t say no. It wasn\u2019t like he disliked getting fucked. He liked it a lot, especially when Pyotr did it, grabbing his ponytail like it was a set of reins and riding him without mercy. But being fucked by Tanner\u2014by someone younger and softer who usually bottomed\u2014had a sharper edge of humiliation to it. Which had his cock ridiculously hard. Pyotr was a son-of-a-bitch, but he was a son-of-a-bitch who knew what he was doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have to open him up first,\u201d Pyotr warned Tanner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know,\u201d Tanner said, sounding aggrieved. \u201cLike I haven\u2019t been fucked a thousand times myself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike Pyotr ever opens me up,\u201d Joe grumbled. He was lucky if he got a couple of quick fingers most days. Pyotr knew he liked it rough and raw, but of course Pyotr was going to make Tanner go through the whole ritual, drag the act out so Joe couldn\u2019t duck away from it. Pyotr was always making him face his demons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He rolled onto his stomach and separated his legs so Tanner could get between them. Tanner had the bottle of lube in his hand and was squirting out way too much of it, based on the sound. Joe squeezed his eyes shut as Tanner\u2019s super-slick fingers probed at his entrance. Tanner made a sound of appreciation when Joe\u2019s ass sucked them in, as if he didn\u2019t know what the inside of an ass felt like, though Joe would bet Tanner had probed his own a time or two. Maybe not lately, considering he had two partners eager to do it for him, but Tanner had been a teenaged gay boy once and had likely tried most of what there was to try.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tanner was on his hands and knees with his own ass thrust back so Pyotr could get at it. Pyotr would open Tanner carefully, taking the time with him he never took with Joe. Tanner was Pyotr\u2019s precious baby, coddled at every turn. Sometimes Joe thought they should let Tanner find out more about what the world was really like, but then he always changed his mind. The world was shitty, and Tanner had seen enough of it during the years of his active addiction. Let him spend the rest of his life on a silk cushion if they could keep him there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo hot and tight for me,\u201d Pyotr said. \u201cHow\u2019s Joe?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cStrong<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYeah, those are some muscular haunches you\u2019re going to be fucking into. Feels good when he bucks back. He\u2019s a wild ride, and he\u2019s all yours tonight, Tasha.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Tanner kissed Joe\u2019s right ass cheek, then his left. He hooked his fingers around to find Joe\u2019s prostate. Joe had been wondering if Tanner was going to get to that, but there it was. Joe hissed, his gland sensitive and primed for contact. Pyotr must be working on Tanner\u2019s prostrate because Tanner was all squirmy back there, making choked noises as he kept kissing Joe\u2019s cheeks while he worked between them, like he really appreciated this opportunity he was getting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Joe didn\u2019t know how he felt, except horny. He rocked his cock into the mattress the way he\u2019d been doing while he\u2019d been going down on Tanner, intensity building in him again. He would be on the far end of the train today, nothing to sink his cock into except his own hand. He wormed it under him now, seeking out the friction he needed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pyotr made a particularly Russian-sounding tsk noise. \u201cIf I could reach you, I\u2019d show you what I think of that move. No jerking yourself off until Tanner gets inside you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen get inside me already, Tanner.\u201d Joe flushed as he said it, hating how cock-hungry he sounded, but he was. He needed something already. He couldn\u2019t just lie there, passive, on the receiving end of everything like the bottom Pyotr was forcing him to be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou ready to fuck, Tanner?\u201d Pyotr asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo totally.\u201d Tanner scrambled onto his knees. \u201cCome on, Yosya. Assume the position.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Oh, fuck. It wasn\u2019t like this was a new position. Pyotr often fucked him on his hands and knees, with his ass pushing back to meet the strong thrust of Pyotr\u2019s hips. But arranging himself to be fucked by Tanner had a different feel. Joe moved his limbs slowly, prompting another one of those Russian sounds of disapproval. If it were Pyotr behind him, he\u2019d probably be feeling the sting of Pyotr\u2019s palm against his ass right about now, but Tanner was all soft encouragement, guiding him into position.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was the sweetness making him feel so raw, almost like he could cry from it as Tanner set the head of his cock against his hole and pushed slowly inside. Joe swore he could feel the difference between Pyotr\u2019s cock and Tanner\u2019s\u2014not just in the slow and gentle care of Tanner\u2019s entry but in the actual shape. With two lovers, he never got bored. Never felt the need for something new or more. But this was like suddenly discovering an extra lover, one whose cock was a revelation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Joe sucked in the moan threatening to escape him as the head of Tanner\u2019s cock slid over his warmed-up prostate. Tanner\u2019s hips came to rest against his backside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFuck, that\u2019s nice,\u201d Tanner said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou ever topped anyone before?\u201d Pyotr asked as Tanner started rocking slowly in and out, giving Joe a tease of a fuck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA few times when I was younger. I like bottoming.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen top me how you like to be topped,\u201d Joe complained. He missed Pyotr\u2019s power.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTop him how you want to top him,\u201d Pyotr said, overriding Joe\u2019s complaint. \u201cThis is your day, Tasha.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fine. Joe huffed out an impatient breath, steeling himself to take this gentle lovemaking that had him hot but not satisfied. He brought his hand to his cock, and this time Pyotr didn\u2019t say anything. He let Joe stroke himself, standing back from the two of them to watch as they found a rhythm that started to work really well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It\u2019d been a long time since Joe had been fucked so smoothly, with such long and even strokes, and though he missed being thrown around by Pyotr\u2019s greater strength, Tanner\u2019s predictable pace dovetailed perfectly with his own strokes. And Tanner was enjoying it so much, making the same beautiful sounds he made when Joe fucked him. It was perfect, the two of them moving as one. Joe forgot about being grumpy. This was going to work just fine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then Pyotr entered Tanner. Joe knew because Tanner\u2019s humming deepened and Tanner stopped moving. Joe was about to insist he start moving again when Pyotr did it for him, fucking Tanner so thoroughly that Tanner fucked him by default. Now Joe was<\/em> being thrown around, the ultimate recipient of all that motion as Tanner ricocheted back and forth, moving his hips in both directions as Pyotr drove into him and all Joe could do was hang on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He\u2019d always imagined he had it best in the middle, with his cock in Tanner\u2019s ass and Pyotr\u2019s cock in his, but this was a wild ride. He\u2019d never realized how hard Tanner was getting it. The next time a moan burbled up from his throat, he let it loose. Fuck, this was good. He was so close to coming, but he wanted to hold off, to not be the first of the three to let go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then Tanner howled and released into his ass, and that was all the permission he needed. He came, jetting into his fist, toppling over as his other arm failed to hold him up. He belly-flopped onto the mattress, and Tanner followed him down, gasping into his ear as his cock twitched in Joe\u2019s ass. Pyotr came around to the side of the bed where they formed an exhausted sandwich.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAll for you today, Tasha,\u201d he said as he blasted Tanner\u2019s face with come, but his aim wasn\u2019t that precise. Joe licked his lips, relishing his share of Pyotr\u2019s load. It hadn\u2019t been all about Tanner today. Not really.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAre you just going to stand there looking at us?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMaybe. You\u2019re pretty together, especially covered in my come.\u201d Pyotr traced a finger through some of the mess on Tanner\u2019s face and fed it into Joe\u2019s mouth. \u201cHow\u2019d you like that, Tanner?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI liked it,\u201d Tanner mumbled. He tucked his head into the side of Joe\u2019s neck and let loose a giant yawn. \u201cCan we do it again, Yosya?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhen you get your three year medallion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Tanner made an annoyed sound. Joe grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJust kidding. You can fuck me any time. Either of you. Come to bed, Petya.\u201d He wormed an arm free, and Pyotr ducked under it to join them on the bed, forming a pyramid with Tanner on top and him and Pyotr as the steady base that would always be there to support him. Tanner had gone through a lot to earn that two year medallion, but he wasn\u2019t the only one. 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