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“Ah! There it is,” Ilya said cheerily as he walked back to the table, glasses and bottle in hand.
“Noooo not the vodka Ilya, you know I can't stand it.” Shane whined.
Rose and Svetlana snickered amongst themselves as Ilya placed 4 glasses in the middle of the table and filled them a little more full than generally acceptable.
“Rose and Sveta can appreciate good vodka Shane, why can't you be more like them? They don't even make that cute scrunchy little face like you do.”
“It's just straight vodka Ilya, I don't think people are actually meant to enjoy it.”
“Oh come on Hollander, you're on vacation live a little” Svetlana said, grabbing the first glass from the center of the table.
Everyone grabbed their glasses then and raised them as Ilya said “Cheers to the first annual Rozanov-Hollander-Landry-Vetrova vacation!” They all tapped their glasses to the table and took their shots.
Shane tried his best to not make the “scrunchy face” Ilya mentioned earlier. He failed.
“That really is too many names to be catchy Ilya”. Rose stated, taking a drink of her sparkling water to wash down the vodka.
“Ah, yes, I agree, which is why you two need to hurry up and tie the knot so there will be one less name in the list.” Ilya said, tipping his head toward his lifelong friend.
Svetlana choked on her drink and tossed a balled up napkin at Ilya, “Jesus Ilya, you're as subtle as a car crash.” She slipped her hand into Rose's lap. “Also you can't tell me what to do, so butt out.”
“But if it weren't for me you wouldn't have met her in the first place, yes? So really you should be thanking me. Oh thank you Ilya, you're so kind to introduce me to your beautiful friend Rose Landry. You're welcome Sveta, I always provide only the best for you.”
Everyone in the room groaned and rolled their eyes at him as Shane stated “You didn't even like Rose in the beginning!”
Ilya slipped his arms over Shane's shoulders and held him tightly, too tightly “Because she was coming to steal you from me! You decided to give women a try and picked a beautiful, kind movie star, she was going to corrupt you, my innocent Shane!”
Shane threw him the most sardonic look he could.
“He's hot, I had to shoot my shot, clearly you can't blame me! Look at him!” Rose stated plainly while waving her hand in Shane's direction. Svetlana hummed in affirmation saying “He is hot, I've told Ilya this for years.”
Shane's whole face turned bright red as he tried to shrug off his husband who was peppering his face with kisses.
“Too bad, he's all mine, all you women keep your hands to yourselves now. But you can watch if that is what you want.” Ilya said jokingly.
Something perked up in Shane as the joking words rolled off Ilya's tongue, what perked up was his dick. He assumed it was just because his husband was draped all over him and kissing his neck.
“Okay, okay, if you're done pissing all over me, I'm pretty sure they figured out that I'm yours, asshole.” Shane said, struggling out of Ilya's arms to a chorus of “oh, kinky” and “oh my god Ilya, no one is going to take him from you,” from Rose and Svetlana.
Shane gathered up the glasses and bottle of vodka and took them to the kitchen in an attempt to hide the bottle from Ilya.
Svetlana joined him in the kitchen, “you can't hide it from him you know, he can sniff it out like a tracker dog but for Russian vodka.”
“I know, I swear I've tried for years to get a taste for it, it just…”
“Burns like a motherfucker?” Svetlana supplied.
“YES!” Shane rejoiced.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Shane nodded conspiratorially “It's because Ilya has shit taste in vodka Shane. Like this is actually terrible and I don't know how or why he drinks it.”
Shane burst out laughing as Svetlana kept making fun of Ilya's bad taste in things until they were both on the floor in tears.
The couples spent the evening watching a few movies in front of the giant fireplace. Rose and Svetlana were bundled underneath a giant blanket on one side of the L-shaped couch and Ilya laid with his head on Shane's lap.
It was nice, having this downtime in the winter now to get their friends together in the mountains for a week. Shane felt like he could let his guard down and just have fun.
-
The following morning Shane was awoken by Ilya's mouth on his cock “Jesus fucking Christ, what are you doing?”
“I feel like it is pretty obvious, I'm sucking your cock, keep up.” Ilya slapped him on the stomach and sucked him into his mouth.
Shane let out a quiet moan, immediately slapping his own hand over his mouth. He didn't know what time it was, he didn't know if Rose and Svetlana were up in the kitchen yet which was right across the hall from their room.
Ilya grabbed Shane's hand away from his mouth with a wicked glint in his eye. He ran his tongue up the underside of his cock and circled it around the head teasing him. When Shane tried to use his other hand to cover his mouth again, Ilya pinned it to his side.
Catching him off guard, Ilya deep throated Shane while holding eye contact and smirking as best he could around Shane's girthy cock.
Shane tried so hard to be quiet, but he couldn't contain the moan that fell from his mouth. The moment he stopped moaning he heard a door close in the cabin.
A nervous energy ran through Shane. He felt himself approaching the edge as Ilya kept up a steady rhythm. He kept trying to listen out for the women's voices but he was quickly losing focus, arms pinned down under Ilya's strength.
Ilya pulled off for a second “Shhh Shane, you wouldn't want them to hear you would you?”
Shane broke free of Ilya's grasp and grabbed his head with both hands. Ilya muttered out a “fuck yes baby” and Shane started to fuck his face in earnest desperate to find his release.
He couldn't explain what was happening, maybe he'd been having a sexy dream before he woke up, maybe Ilya was doing something different with his tongue, or maybe it was the thrill of trying to finish before they got caught.
Shane forced his cock down Ilya's throat one last time and came with a groan through clenched teeth. Hoping that he was quiet enough not to disturb their friends.
Ilya popped his head up with a devilish smile and smacked Shane on the thigh, “Come on, time to get up, I'll make breakfast and then we go skiing.”
-
“Oh my God, they're absolutely fucking right now aren't they?” Rose said to Svetlana after they crowded back into their room.
“No, not fucking I think. I only heard Shane, Ilya is usually much more vocal. All the grunting and huffing, very manly or whatever. He was definitely giving Shane a blowjob.”
Rose stared open mouthed at her girlfriend. “You know wayyy too much about Ilya's sex habits.”
Svetlana shrugged, “you learn things about your friends when you fuck them. It's kind of hot to think about though, right?”
Svetlana stepped up behind Rose and slipped a hand up her sleep shirt, gently kissing the column of her throat she whispered “They are both so beautiful, imagine them in there, Ilya with Shane's cock so far down his throat he can barely breathe.”
Rose stuttered out a breath as Svetlana rolled her nipple between her fingers. “They are our friends Lana, we shouldn't think about them like that.”
“Oh please, you can't tell me you've never thought about it, what it must look like when the two of them are sweaty and wrapped up in each other's bodies” Svetlana’s slipped her fingers into Rose's shorts, “I know you and Shane fucked, you can picture his cock, tell me Rose, what is it like?”
Rose was shaking, Svetlana slid her fingers down further to gather the moisture from her cunt and circle her clit. “It was… it was… exactly what you'd imagine. Perfectly proportioned and thick. God he's so thick. It didn't work for us in the bedroom but, you know what Lana?”
“What baby?” She responded, increasing the pressure on Rose's clit just the way she liked.
“He ate pussy like a champ, fuck, he was so dedicated, I think he needed to be good at something we did together, and he nailed it. I still think about it sometimes, a gay man should not be able to eat pussy that well. Fuck Lana, shit, I'm going to come.”
“Come for me moya roza.”
A hand clasped over Rose's mouth as she shook through waves of pleasure crashing through her body, the whole time Svetlana applied consistent pressure, holding her up until the haze passed.
Turning in her arms to kiss Svetlana, Rose chuckled and asked “Are we bad people Lana? That was so wrong.”
“Oh please, like they aren't just as bad, if not worse. From what Ilya has told me, Mr. Hollander is a freak. Now come on, let's get breakfast and make them guess if we heard them or not.”
-
Ilya hadn't had this much fun since he and Shane won their last cup. He was flying downhill on skis, letting out whoops of joyous laughter as he approached the bottom of the slope.
“Come on Shane, we have to go again! Sveta, Rose come on you slowpokes, get down here.”
Svetlana slid to a stop in front of Ilya, “Holy shit, no absolutely not, no more from me. You're an insane person Ilya. My body hurts in places I didn't know it was possible. You go. Shane, take care of your man.”
Shane blushed the cutest shade of pink and Ilya grabbed his hand. “Come on, my man. My dear sweet husband, I cannot go alone! It is not safe to leave me unattended.”
“Only because I love you” Shane responded to a chorus of awwwwws. “Bye girls, we will meet you in the lodge when we are done.”
They waved their goodbyes and they were off to the ski lift again.
When they finally got to the ski lift Ilya rested his head on Shane's shoulder. “Thank you for planning this Shane, you are the best husband a man could ask for, do not think I ever forget that. I don't deserve all this.”
Shane grabbed Ilya's chin forcing him to meet his eyes, “Of course you do, we both worked so hard for so long to be able to have this fun now. It was all worth it so we can share this time together.” Fuck, Ilya was going to cry. “Try not to fuck up your bad knee old man, race you to the bottom?” Nevermind.
Ilya took off after Shane who was admittedly much more practiced on skis and already had a head start, but it was okay, he enjoyed the view.
-
Svetlana was putting the finishing touches on the dinner she was preparing and started to carry the chicken breasts out to the dining room. “Men, be useful, bring the things out to the table.”
Shane and Ilya dutifully went to the kitchen to grab the salad and sides.
“You just have them wrapped around your finger don't you?” Rose said after Svetlana placed a piece of chicken on her plate.
“Of course, men need firm direction in their life, I'm happy to oblige when needed. It's why they work so well together. Shane gives Ilya direction, and Ilya reminds Shane to have fun.”
“Is true, without me Shane would be sitting at home birdwatching or something boring.” Ilya said mockingly.
“Birds are an interesting part of our ecosystem! We are retired, what else am I supposed to do?” Shane retorted.
“The only thing interesting about birds is that you wear your slutty little glasses when you read about them,” said Ilya pressing kisses to Shane's neck “I can think of a few other things we could do instead,” Ilya was nipping at Shane's neck then.
Shane tried to shove Ilya away “I'm sorry, he's forgotten all of his manners.”
Rose blushed bright red and Svetlana smirked at Ilya.
“I knew it!” Ilya shouted.
Svetlana simply crossed her legs in her chair and continued eating, “What is it you think you know?”
“You may be good at secrets, but this one's face gives it away” he said pointing at Rose. “For an actress, you are a bad liar.”
“Can someone fill me in here? I'm lost.” Shane stated.
“We heard you two the other morning.” Rose blurted out.
Svetlana facepalmed, Rose slapped her hand over her mouth like she hadn't meant for the words to escape. Shane was trying to melt into the table face first. Ilya was doubled over laughing.
Ilya spoke first, “You perverts probably enjoyed it didn't you?” Shane actually started to slide out of his chair toward the floor.
“What does it matter to you Ilya? It is not your concern how Rose and I choose to enjoy the entertainment provided to us?”
“Ah, but shouldn't we know if we are providing entertainment? I would have done better, tell them Shane, it wasn't even my best work!” Ilya begged.
“I…think I need to be anywhere but having this conversation right now.” Shane said, trying to slip away from the table.
Svetlana noticed though how he was purposefully trying to cover his dick as he slipped away.
“Shane come back, is not a bad thing, everyone here thinks you're so sexy!”
-
Ilya chased Shane back to the bedroom they were staying in. When he entered the room he found Shane folded in half face in the comforter of the bed.
“Why are you hiding?” Ilya said gently closing the door.
He walked over to Shane and lifted him off the mattress, he placed his arms over his own shoulders and pulled him close. He was taken aback when he was poked by Shane's hard cock.
Shane mumbled into Ilya's neck “Because I think I liked it.”
He leaned back just enough to look at his beautiful face, the bridge of his nose had a smattering of those fucking freckles that always distracted him.
“I'm having a crisis here Ilya, and you're making moon eyes at me.”
“Ok, so you liked the fact that they heard us having sex, we know this does things to you, don't you remember that time I sucked your dick while you were talking to Hayden, fuck that was so hot.”
“That was you being a menace! Not me wanting to be perceived while we had sex!”
Ilya tilted his head back and forth “ehhhh, could be both couldn't it. There was also that time at the club in Spain where you sucked me off in the dark corner and came in your pants.”
“You edged me all day!”
“Look, I'm just saying, consider it, I think you like to be bad, and what safer bad situation could there be than sharing with friends?” Ilya kissed his very pink cheeks and stepped back.
“This is what I'm going to do, I'm going to go back out there and sit with our friends, maybe we put on a game, we will be sitting on the couch in the living room. I'm going to leave this door open, you're going to take out that beautiful dick and start stroking, you're going to think about all 3 of us sitting out there, maybe we can hear you, maybe we can't. If you get off, we investigate this…curiosity further. If you don't, we won't bring it up.”
Ilya kissed him on the cheek, turned on his heel, and walked out the door leaving it wide open.
-
Shane was kind of stunned when Ilya left him in the middle of the bedroom painfully hard and a little embarrassed.
He heard Rose ask Ilya if Shane was okay, Ilya simply replied “yes yes he's fine, he's going to do some research about something. Let's go find something to watch.”
Shane was apparently in an obedient mood today so he took off his pants. He climbed into the bed and started running his hands over his body. He tweaked his nipples and slid his hand down to his aching cock and wrapped his hand around it.
He could hear Ilya telling a story and Svetlana chiding him in Russian. Rose cut in to tell Ilya about a dog they had on set recently and he demanded pictures.
They carried on like this and no one knew that Shane was masturbating in the other room. Fuck he was so hard and leaking as he reached down to play with his balls.
Shane was panting desperately when he heard Ilya say “Rose, could you grab me a Coke from the kitchen.”
Fuck, the door to the bedroom faced the kitchen, if Rose stepped into the hall she'd be able to see him.
The thought of Ilya sitting on the couch listening for Shane's noises, Svetlana being unaware, and Rose finding out what he was doing was, for some reason, enough to set Shane over the edge. He gasped as he came all over his chest. He couldn't stop stroking, trying to stifle his noises as best he could. He wasn't sure he succeeded.
As he came down he noticed that the cabin was silent until he heard Ilya proclaim “I think we should consider that a success then.”
-
Ilya knew he had a devious grin on his face as he looked at Svetlana and Rose, who were both still sitting on the couch with him.
“Soooo I think Shane might have just learned some things about himself, so while he is in there contemplating his life, I'll ask you both this very bluntly.”
“As if you know any other way.” Svetlana quipped.
“Shush Sveta, we don't have time for you to be mean to me. Look, I know Sveta is…” Ilya searched for the right word in his head “adventurous, open-minded, curious. Are you these things as well, Rose?”
Rose's wide-eyed intrigue turned to humor directed at Ilya, “Ilya, Lana is the tame one in our relationship.”
Ilya looked to Svetlana who confirmed “Is true, she's taught me a few things.”
Ilya blew out a deep breath “oh thank god, otherwise this was going to get weird. I think it is safe to say from YEARS of Sveta in my ear about how pretty she finds Shane, and from the fact that, well you literally fucked him, that you both find Shane appealing yes?”
“Of course.” “Yes.” They replied.
“Would you be interested in watching me fuck my husband? Could be fun for us all, yes? Judging by her face earlier you already got off to the thought of it, didn't you?”
Both of them nodded furiously and Rose slid closer to Svetlana, playing absently with one of her curls.
“You and Shane’s past wouldn't be too much for you Rose?” Ilya asked.
Laughing Rose replied, “I don't know what Shane has told you about our past, I'm sure only the bad, but Ilya that man has a mouth on him that I will quite literally never forget.”
Ilya nodded his agreement because Shane really did have such a glorious mouth.
“How does Shane feel about this?” Rose inquired, it was sweet how concerned she was for him. She was a good best friend.
“Leave that to me, I just needed to know if it was something that you both would like before I help him find his way to the idea. He has such kinky ideas in that head of his, he just doesn't always know how to get them out, that's where I come in, I help him have fun.”
Ilya stood and told the women goodnight and went to save his husband from pacing a hole in the floor.
-
Shane was pacing when Ilya strode through the open door, calm and collected as always. He closed it and stepped into Shane's path.
“You all heard me didn't you? Fuck Ilya I'm sorry that must have been so awkward for you, I wasn't thinking. I should have stopped myself.”
“Shane!” Ilya interjected firmly. “First of all we could barely hear you, Rose was never even in the kitchen. Relax and breathe.” He gestured for Shane to come lay down on the bed next to him. Shane followed.
Encompassed in the warmth of Ilya's strong arms Shane’s body finally began to relax.
“Ready to talk now?” Ilya prodded after a few minutes.
“I think so, I just need to know if I just ruined all of our friendships Ilya.”
“No sweetheart, I would never let it come to that, I'm good at understanding people, you know this.” Ilya kept a firm grip around Shane to ground him.
“Can I give you my thoughts?” Ilya asked and laid a kiss on the crown of Shane's head.
“Yes please, I think I'm having one of those moments where I'm too jumbled.”
“Okay, so what I'm thinking is that you have now, a few times since we've been here, been very turned on by the idea of being caught. So I asked you to jerk off with the door open to see if it is the fear of being caught or that you want to be heard, maybe seen even.”
Shane buried his head into Ilya's chest.
“Picture in your head for me, what if we were all in the living room together, all four of us, what if I laid my head in your lap and started to suck your cock in front of them.”
Shane pressed himself against Ilya, “What would they be doing while you were down there?”
“What would you want them to do? I'm guessing that you don't want them to touch you right?”
“No, I don't think I'd want that, but it would be weird to just have them sitting there staring like we are putting on some sort of play.”
“Ah, would you want them to touch themselves then? Or each other? Do you want everyone to feel good while they watch you, beautiful?”
Shane felt his cock give a pitiful twitch against Ilya's thigh. “I think I want everyone to have a good time, do you really think that us having sex would turn them on?’
Ilya chuckled “My Shane, you are so beautiful that every person in this cabin right now has either had you or thought of having you. I know you only remember the bad sex between you and Rose, but she remembers the good. Apparently, you and that mouth of yours made quite an impression.” Ilya nudged Shane's jaw.
“What about Svetlana? What does she get out of this?”
“Oh, if I hadn't creatively dodged her attempts to get invited to every MLH event before she knew we were together, she would have had you in her bed from day one. She would have been giving you flowery words about what a flawless skater you are and how to fix your weak backhand.”
“I never had a weak backhand, Ilya.”
“Annnnyways! She'd get you so caught up in hockey talk you'd be like a fly in her web. She thinks you're very very hot Shane, have you not learned this by now? Everyone wants you, even just the chance to watch.”
“Do you want to be watched? Is that even something you have an interest in? Or would this just be for me? Because I don't want to force you into this.” Shane asked.
“Oh, you don't need to worry about me, Sveta and I have known each other for many many years, spent most of those years trying things out. We've both been the watchers and the people on display. I have no problems sharing all this with those willing to see.” Ilya mock suggestively rolled his body against Shane.
“Just think about it for the night. No one is expecting anything, there's no timeline. Just an open invitation to do as you please.”
Shane thanked Ilya and kissed him, he snuggled into the warmth and safety of his husband's arms as he thought through the offer.
-
A few days later Svetlana was dancing around the kitchen with pop music playing out of her phone as she put the finishing touches on her sandwich.
“Svetlana, the game is starting” Shane called.
She turned off her music and carried her plate to the couch and plopped down, legs folded as she turned her attention to the TV. Carolina was playing Edmonton, it should be interesting, they were both decent teams this year.
“You know Carolina would have a better chance tonight if they played their other goalie, I know he's getting used to the league, but he has had a hell of a season, record setting even.”
“Yea, I know they are on a back to back, but why not play the better goalie against the better team. Calgary has nothing to fight for tomorrow, they are basically already eliminated and just traded away their best player.” Shane said.
Ilya dropped down on the couch next to Shane “But Edmonton's goalie has been pretty shit since he got traded to them, so maybe they play bad goalie against bad goalie, everyone scores, makes for an entertaining game.”
Rose sat down next to Svetlana with a blanket to pull over herself “you know the new Russian D-man Carolina has been very impressive this year, they need to be giving him more ice time.”
“You've corrupted her Sveta, she knows everything about all the Russians now doesn't she?” Ilya said accusingly.
“Of course she does, what is she going to do, keep track of the Americans? Boring.”
They all sat around and watched as Carolina took a 2-1 lead going into the first intermission.
-
During intermission Shane stretched out on the couch and rested his head on Ilya's chest. He slowly slid his hand down and caressed Ilya's dick over his pants.
“Ah, is that what we are doing now?” Ilya asked Shane for confirmation.
Shane nodded and tilted his head up to look across the room at Rose and Svetlana to see if they were okay with what was happening. They both nodded and Shane returned his attention to Ilya's cock that was starting to get hard under his pants.
He popped the button and slowly slid the zipper down, Ilya wasn't wearing any underwear, he hardly ever was. His cock laid there heavy and begging for attention. Shane was powerless to deny it.
Shane started to stroke Ilya to full hardness when Ilya said “Why don't you show everyone how well you suck my cock?”
Shane slipped to his knees between Ilya's spread legs, he glanced over at Rose and Svetlana who were watching him with rapt attention.
“Show us Shane, I want to see how good you are for him,” Svetlana said, sliding her hand under Rose's blanket.
Shane wanted to show them, he wanted to prove that he was good at this and he wanted them to watch.
Ilya grabbed his face, wrapping his hand around his jaw and looked deeply into his eyes, conveying a level of calm Shane needed as he was already a little overwhelmed. “Suck me Shane, show them.”
Shane kissed the tip of Ilya's cock, he started slow and worked his way up to swallowing all of it. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked with what he knew was the perfect pressure for Ilya.
“Holy shit Shane, there really isn't anything you're bad at is there?” He heard Svetlana say from the other side of the room. Her statement was quickly followed by a quiet feminine gasp of pleasure.
The praise washed over him and he had to press his hand against his own cock which was hard against his pants. He whined against Ilya's cock which earned him a shuddering response.
Ilya pulled him off his cock asked him to trade places. He obliged, head swimming from how horny he was. “Relax, let me take care of you before you show them how you ride my cock.” Ilya said while slipping to his knees.
Ilya carefully unbuttoned Shane's pants and pulled them and his underwear down in one go, stripping his lower half. Shane was so exposed and Ilya indicated he should take off his shirt too.
Shane chanced a look over at the women. Svetlana's hand was buried deep in Rose's hair pulling her into a filthy kiss. Rose tossed off the blanket, threw a leg over Svetlana's lap, and ran a hand under her shirt.
They both kept glancing over to Shane now fully exposed for their viewing pleasure. Suddenly Ilya was licking and sucking dramatically.
“See, I told you how quiet he is with cock in his mouth, isn't it lovely?” Svetlana asked Rose.
“It's so fucking hot Lana, fuck.” Svetlana lifted Rose's shirt over her head leaving her fully exposed.
Women didn't turn Shane on per se, but he could find beauty in the feminine form, and Rose was stunning, she always had been. There was something deeply arousing about seeing her pleasure as Svetlana grabbed her breast and sucked on it while keeping eye contact with Shane.
He thrust up into Ilya's mouth causing him to gag on it making a mess with spit, it slid down Shane's cock sending a chill through his nervous system. “Fuck Ilya, I'm going to come if you don't stop.”
Ilya popped off for just a second “I know you'll come again on my cock, just give me a few more moments to worship you my love, watch them.”
Shane shifted his focus back to Rose and Svetlana again, Rose was sitting on top of Svetlana's thigh, grinding herself against her, lost in pleasure. Svetlana's hands were on Rose's hips pulling her rhythmically against her.
Rose heaved heavy gasping breaths as she came riding Svetlana's thigh. Shane thought about how Ilya sucking Shane's dick got them so horny that Rose came, thinking about their eyes on him.
Shane pulled Ilya off his cock just enough to jerk himself off as he came on the lower half of Ilya's face and on his chest.
As soon as he was barely recovered, Shane slid off the couch and licked up the cum that was splattered on Ilya's chest. He kissed Ilya deeply who was more than happy to savor the taste of himself.
“Holy shit” Rose muttered coming down from her own post-orgasm high. “I don't even know what to say about that other than, fuck.”
All of a sudden Shane was being moved. Ilya hauled him up and instructed him to kneel on the couch. “Turn your head, watch them. If it's too much, close your eyes and feel me.”
Shane closed his eyes and focused on himself for a moment. His cock was half hard still hanging between his legs, Ilya's hands were running up and down the back of his thighs.
He opened his eyes and found Svetlana was now naked. She had a beautiful body, long and lean, her legs were spread wide as Rose slid between them, but not facing her, facing Ilya and Shane. All eyes were on them.
Ilya pulled Shane’s cheeks apart and dove in. He licked a stripe up Shane's ass and across his hole. Shane moaned in response. Ilya ate his ass with a fervor, if he had to guess there was bit of added showmanship on his part too.
“Oh Ilya, you've always been so good at that, so dedicated, you're doing such a good job, Shane is practically melting into the couch.” Svetlana cooed.
Ilya let out a helpless moan at her praise. Which made Shane shudder, which caused Rose to slip her fingers into her pussy and let out a moan. It was like one giant feedback loop of praise and sensation.
Svetlana, for her part, seemed happy to direct and enjoy the view, for the moment. “Where is your lube Ilya? I want to see you fuck your husband.”
He pulled off Shane just long enough to respond. Rose hopped up and strutted naked down the hall to get the lube for them.
“Drop it on the floor next to Ilya and crawl back to me dear.”
“Yes ma'am.” Rose responded eagerly, doing exactly what she was told. When she approached, Rose buried her face in Svetlana's pussy clearly enjoying what access she was being given.
Ilya finally came up for air and encouraged Shane to slide down the couch so now his knees were on the ground with Ilya and his torso was draped over the cushion.
Shane kept his eyes where he was told, watching Rose lose herself in Svetlana. Svetlana's head was thrown back, her hair framing the look of bliss on her face. Abruptly, she pulled Rose off by her hair and turned her around.
At the same time Shane felt Ilya's fingers trace over his hole. He sank one finger in way too slowly. Shane rocked back into him and begged for more.
Soon it was two fingers, and then three. “Please fuck me Ilya I'm ready, I'm so ready,” Shane begged, knowing how pathetic it looked.
Ilya leaned down and kissed Shane’s back desperately, then every thought disappeared from Shane's brain as Ilya sank in all the way. Shane's whole body tingled as he let out a high pitched keen.
“Fuck, Ilya, yes.” Shane cried as Ilya snapped his hips to Shane's ass. Each thrust pushed Shane against the couch.
Between strained breaths, Ilya said “Want you to show off for them, ride me, show them how good you are at it. Let them see that beautiful cock of yours, show them how lucky I am.”
Ilya pulled out and moved to sit back on the couch. He was taking a moment to catch his breath.
“Hey Ilya, quick question” Rose interjected during the break, “what business do you have with all that ass?” The entire room laughed at that. The mood lightened a little from the intense vibe they had been in. Shane couldn't blame Rose for asking, Ilya's ass really was something to behold.
Shane climbed into Ilya's lap, kissed him deeply. Their tongues sliding against each other as he rocked himself against Ilya's abs.
“Turn around and get on my cock Shane, I need you, now.”
Shane did as he was told. He was facing away from Ilya now with a full view of Rose and Svetlana, their attention focused on Shane. He felt light-headed, he felt seen, he wanted to show off.
Ilya lined himself up with Shane's hole and slowly pulled him down his cock. Shane threw his head back in pleasure as the sensation of Ilya filling him took over his entire body.
“Shane, you really were made for this weren't you?” Rose smiled at him genuinely. That spurred Shane to start to ride Ilya. He pressed himself up and down the man's cock.
His own hard dick bounced against his stomach and he rode Ilya chasing his pleasure.
Rose and Svetlana were so consumed with each other. Svetlana had lowered herself to sit on Rose's face, she was riding her while watching Shane riding Ilya.
Rose had her feet planted on the ground, knees bent, and both hands on her on her pussy, one hand rubbing circles around her clit and the other thrusting fingers inside herself. She was moaning loudly into Svetlana’s cunt.
Ilya's hands were wandering everywhere. One moment he was stroking Shane, the next he was squeezing his pecs. Ilya grabbed Shane's hair at the nape of his neck causing Shane to cry out. He arched his back and gave Ilya access to his neck.
Ilya bit down hard and that was all Shane could take, he wrapped his hand around his own dick and started furiously fucking his hand while Ilya fucked into him. It was all too much as he caught sight of Svetlana's head tipped back in pleasure. Her neck was tensed, her hand buried in Rose's hair, she let out a loud moan. He could hear Rose's familiar cries of pleasure, muffled by Svetlana's body.
Ilya spoke, “Look what you do to them my love, look what you do to all of us, you're so good for me.” Then louder he said “Look Rose and Sveta, watch him come, he's so pretty when he does.”
He couldn't take it anymore, everyone's eyes were on him as his whole body tensed with pleasure. He came with so much force he felt like he was convulsing. His cum sprayed in ropes onto the hardwood floors beyond the couch. He was muttering “thank you, oh my god, thank you, thank you,” as tears streamed down his face.
Distantly he felt that Ilya had completely taken over, using his body to find his own pleasure. It didn't take long, he felt Ilya's fingers dig into his hips so hard it would bruise. It would look nice he thought, Ilya's handprints branding his hips, it had been a while since he'd grabbed him so tight.
This possessiveness even while they were sharing, it was beautiful, he kept hitting Shane's prostate causing him to keep crying out, his cock leaking down his thigh.
“Fuck, Shane, my Shane, so perfect for me,” Ilya cried out squeezing Shane hips so tight. Shane felt himself being filled as Ilya let out a loud groan. Ilya's hips shook against the weight of Shane's limp body as he rode out his pleasure.
They both relaxed a little bit trying to catch their breath, Ilya kept himself inside, filling Shane's ass.
Shane opened his eyes, he saw that Svetlana had placed Rose's head in her lap, she was petting her hair and cleaning her face with a shirt that she had wet with water from the glass on the end table.
Rose looked as fucked out as Shane felt. Svetlana had a satisfied smile on her face. She made eye contact with Shane “Thank you for sharing with us, that was, well it was gorgeous Shane, you are exceptional. We will get out of your hair.”
Svetlana helped Rose to her feet, sleepily she looked at Shane on the way to their room and said “You two” she pointed between Shane and Ilya “too good, too hot, it shouldn’t be allowed.”
Ilya chuckled weakly “go get cleaned up you perverts.”
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Ilya gently removed himself from Shane's body and cleaned him with one of their shirts. Shane laid limply on the couch for a few minutes in silence, eyes unfocused on the game on tv while Ilya rubbed his back.
He spoke after a moment “oh look, you were right.”
Ilya was confused “what do you mean?”
“Bad goalies, high scoring game. Carolina won 6 to 3.” Shane mumbled.
Ilya just blinked at him, “you just… we just… we just had sex in front of our friends and your first comment is about hockey?”
Shane lifted his head “I was just telling you that you were right. You were right about hockey, you were right about how much I liked what we just did. Fuck. You're going to have to drag me back to the room, I don't think my legs work.”
“Oh you think I'm so old I cannot carry you anymore? Must I continue to prove myself to you?” Ilya stood and scooped Shane off the couch. Shane giggled as his husband carried him down the hallway back to their room.