A Little Pain
Ivo fell into a fitful sleep. He woke up at different times during the night with a start, but nothing was amiss. Vice was sleeping on his side next to him, the sheet tangled around his legs. And when he looked over the railing towards the first floor, Davi's dark shape on the sofa barely stirred.
When he next came to, it was to the feeling of hot lips trailing down his body. He smiled with this eyes closed. Vice knew just how to wake him up.
It was only when he felt a second pair of lips worry at the jut of his hipbone that his eyes flew open.
Ivo looked down over his body to see both Vice and Davi peppering hot kisses over the flat of his abdomen.
He gasped when Vice mouthed over the damp cotton of his underwear, straining where his hard cock was pressing against it. His right hand flew to the back of his head, pushing it down on his groin. His other hand scratched at the broad expanse of Davi's back, digging his blunt nails into the bunching muscle.