thelastfig: Hamster Wheel
Author: arisu_wa_doko
Recipient: thelastfig
Title: Hamster Wheel
Pairing: Mainly Joe/David, but also Costel/David, Edin/Aleks/Matija/David (yay) and implied Javi/David
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Nothing is true
Words: 2965
Beta: kfunk22
Summary: David wants to have everyone and no one. Joe objects.
A/N: Kinda stolen from a kinkmeme prompt about David being City's LBD. Also please ignore any factual or timeline inaccuracies.
The team smiles politely at David as he's introduced to the squad. But David has always been able to read people easily. Behind the indifference his teammates show, he can detect curiosity, friendliness and... lust. Quite a lot of the latter, actually.
Inwardly, David smirks. Not so different from any other team he's been on, after all.
"David Silva, team. Team, David Silva," Mancini nonchalantly announces, before heading off to consult his assistant about their upcoming practice. David is left to fend for himself, and is immediately pounced upon by his new teammates.
Greetings and handshakes are exchanged. David takes notice of who holds his hand a second longer than necessary, who gives him an inviting smile, who shamelessly eyes him up and down. He stores all the information away, adopting a friendly facade and a shy smile. He knows how to lure men in.
"So what do you think of Manchester, David?" a tall man, who turns out to be the team's goalkeeper, asks as he casually slings an arm around David's shoulders. For some reason, the tall ones are always the quickest to latch onto him. David doesn't mind, though.
"It's... Too much rain," David offers hesitantly, trying out the unfamiliar language.
"Look at him, moaning about the rain already," another man, James, comments with a grin. "I'll say he'll do just fine here."
"What do you say about me giving you a tour of Manchester after training?" the goalkeeper, Joe, offers.
So soon already? David smirks inwardly.
"Sure, that will be nice," he says, lightly resting his hand over Joe's, which still rests on his shoulder.
That would be mighty nice, indeed.
+++
Football is David's life, but not everything in his life is football. There are other things he's quite passionate about...
Joe approaches David after training. "Ready to go?" he asks. But before David can answer, another teammate interrupts their conversation.
"Whoa, Joe, don't monopolize the new guy!" James jokingly scolds the goalkeeper. "I'll come along with you. The more the merrier, right?"
Joe clearly doesn't agree with him, but David quickly cuts in, "Of course!" David's answer is enthusiastic, and James brightens up while Joe attempts to hide his disappointment.
Thus the games began.
This is what David loves most, aside from football: the feeling of being wanted, being chased after, the attention. Above all, he relishes the ability to twirl men around his fingers.
James and Joe begin to communicate telepathically. Back off, mate, I saw him first, Joe glares. Hell no, fair play, dude, James returns.
David smiles. The season's already off to a great start.
+++
They drive around Manchester, showing David the tourist traps and the local favorites. All in all, they enjoy a wonderful afternoon together.
When the sun sets, they stop in a little restaurant that serves British cuisine.
"This one is made of pig's blood and internal organs," James says, enjoying the opportunity to introduce David to some of the more strange elements of the local fare. "It's pretty good," David says, as he shovels another bite. James looks a bit disappointed.
"So why do you move to England, David?" Joe asks. "I followed a bit of the Spanish league. If you had stayed there, you could have been a hero. And I've heard Real Madrid fought tooth and nail to get you."
Because the boys in Valencia were fighting over me and the coach nearly had to beg my agent to ship me out of Spain, David thinks to himself. "Because the best football players around the world come to play here," David answers instead, "I want to prove myself, I want to challenge for the title here."
"That's our plan too," Joe grins as he raises his glass. "To new friendship, and victories." David and James reciprocate the gesture.
+++
They drive around a bit more before calling it a day. Joe drops James at his house before pulling up to David's apartment. "Thanks for showing me around," David says, lightly laying a hand on Joe's wrist. "See you tomorrow, then?"
"Sure," Joe smiles. "Actually, my house isn't far from here, do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?" he asks, knowing David left his car at the stadium.
"That would be nice, but." David says, angling his head in a way that he knows highlights the line of his neck. "My house is still a mess right now, actually. Do you think I could stay at yours tonight?"
"Sure," Joe answers, just a tad too fast.
+++
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" Joe asks as he locks the door behind him.
David ignores his offer, instead pushing him back against the door. "How about something else?" He stands on his tiptoes to reach Joe's whisper into his new teammate's ear, "What do you want me to do?"
Joe's initially surprised by David's actions, but it doesn't last long. He picks David up, bridal-style, making him yelp. "There are so many things we can do... But first, let's move to a more comfortable location, yes?"
Without waiting for answer, Joe carries David to his bedroom and lays him gently on the bed.
When David starts to unbutton his shirt, Joe brushes his hands away, and says, "No, let me." Joe doesn't remove it completely, instead letting it hang open just wide enough to reveal his shoulders and bare chest. He does, however, remove David's jeans.
"I want you to prepare yourself," Joe orders as he takes a bottle of lube from the bedside table and tosses it to David. The smaller man pours a generous amount into his hand, and spreads his legs wide. He applies a thin layer of lube around his entrance, sticking two fingers inside at once. He moans, trying to get used to the sensation as he works his fingers in and out. Soon he adds the third, teasing his hole open wider, giving Joe a tempting view.
"You're good at this, aren't you?" Joe says huskily. He's mostly fully clothed, but his erect cock stands proudly at attention as his pants sag around his thighs. David smirks as he smears the rest of the lube on his chest, making his nipples wet and shiny. Apparently Joe appreciates the display; his cock twitches.
"Some say I'm very talented," David allows, pouring lube onto Joe's cock and massaging it lightly. "How many is some?" Joe ask warily, but David only grins and lays back. He brings his knees to his chest. Joe doesn't need to be told what to do.
Joe lifts up David's ass and pushes into him, making both of them groan. The feeling is so intense, Joe has to slow and pace himself, fearing that he'll come right then and there. David impatiently wraps his legs around Joe's waist. "Move," he commands.
Joe complies, and begins to move slowly as he tries to make the pleasure last. He takes David's cock in hand and jerks him off. David whimpers, begs, "Faster!"
"So impatient," Joe smirks, moving faster. He manages to find the right spot, and in just a few moments David comes. His seed splattering on his stomach, chest, even on his own face. Joe's mesmerized by the sight, and when David teasingly licks away a drop that landed on his lower lip, Joe comes abruptly inside him.
The goalkeeper hasn't even come down from his bliss when David reaches up to kiss him passionately. "Wait," Joe laughs, between kisses, "Do you want another go?"
David's devouring kiss is all the answer Joe needs.
+++
The next few days, Joe and David stick together. In training, after training, in bed (both Joe's and David's). They act like a couple, and Joe was actually starting to think that they were, until...
Joe walks into the toilet after training, when Javi comes out of the stall with a dopey smirk on his face. Joe doesn't even have time to think about what that means before David exits the same stall, wiping his mouth with toilet tissue. He ignores Joe, slipping by him on his way to the sink to wash his mouth out.
"You..." Joe doesn't know what to say. "I thought we were..."
David cuts him off, "No we aren't. Don't be so sentimental," he says, wiping his lips. "You can still sleep with me. Or not. No matter." He moves to the exit, but Joe grabs his arm.
"It's not right."
David stares blankly at him.
"What can I do to change your mind?"
"Nothing," David says, shaking Joe off. "If you don't like it, then goodbye, Joe." The door slams behind him, snapping Joe out of his thoughts.
+++
The thing is, Joe doesn't want to say goodbye. Not yet. He texts and calls David a lot, and continues to invite him into his bed. David never refuses. He takes him to dinners and movies, and asks subtly and not so subtly for David to be his and his alone.
David answers by snogging random teammates in front of Joe.
The goalkeeper is exasperated by David's behavior, but David is frustrated, too. Joe won't leave him alone. He likes attention, sure, but not this kind of pestering.
+++
"Why are you so obsessed with me?" David asks one day, arms crossed over his chest.
"As cheesy as it sounds, I've never felt like this with anyone else before." Joe answers honestly.
"Many men say that."
Joe smiles, "Just give me one chance, all right? A month or two. Have a relationship with me."
David stays silent for awhile, as if he's considering the offer. His answer is still a firm "No."
+++
David isn't drunk, not really. He's just... Really giddy. For some reason, he thought that climbing up the team's second keeper, Costel, at the club's New Year's party was a good idea. Okay. Maybe he is drunk.
"It's just that you're so tall," David giggles as he wraps his arms around Costel's neck and legs around his waist. "I had to climb you to see your face."
Costel is torn between amusement, embarrassment and plain old what-the-hell-am-I-supposed-to-do-now uncertainty. Quite understandable, considering that it's not everyday David pretends he's a koala and Costel's a eucalyptus tree.
"I can sit down if you really need to see my face," Costel says, meekly attempting to remove David's claws from his shoulders.
"No, no, I like how tall you are!!" David protests, licking his lips. "Have I told you I have a thing for tall men?" he whispers seductively. Costel's face turns as red as a tomato.
"I don't think this is a good idea, David...” Costel says, once more attempting to pry David off of him. But when David starts licking and nipping at Costel's ear, the keeper stops trying to resist. He's just about to return David's kisses, when the midfielder is bodily removed from him. Costel looks up only to come face-to-face with a furious Joe Hart.
"Panti, your girlfriend's looking for you," Joe says before turning his attention to David, helping steady him as he tips drunkenly off balance. "You're drunk. Let me drive you home."
When David finally snaps to, he glares at Joe.
"No!" He swats away Joe's hands, which only makes Joe grip him tighter. "You're not my boyfriend!" David hisses. Joe pulls him closer, restraining him. "Please?" The word makes David stop struggling for a moment, but then he collects himself and pushes Joe away.
"No," he says, voice wavering slightly. Joe reaches out to him, but suddenly Edin steps in to intervene.
"He said no, didn't he?"
Joe glares at the forward, barks out, "This is none of your business, back off!" before reaching out to push Edin away. But the Bosnian holds his ground.
"Hey, hey, calm down will you?" Edin says as Aleks and Matija emerge from the crowd. "We can discuss this in a more civilized way, no?"
"It's okay," David says, touching Edin's arm. "Just get me out of here."
Joe can only look on in disbelief as David is whisked away. To avoid any further incidents, Aleks ushers them out of the club.
"So," Edin puts his arm around David's shoulders, " we have our own plan for tonight. Do you want to join in?"
Before David can ask what they have in mind, Matija slips a hand under his shirt. "I'm sure you will enjoy it," he whispers in David's ear as he swipes his hand lightly across David's chest.
David, still reeling from the argument with Joe, doesn't think twice. "All right," he smiles, looping an arm around Matija's waist.
+++
Edin's place is closest to the club. David relishes the warmth inside the house as he asks, "You do this a lot?"
"The lady's in Serbia, so what's a man to do?" he answers with an impish grin.
Aleks spends no time disrobing, and Matija follows suit. Edin uses the time to pull David down onto the bed and... cuddle him.
"I've been wanting to do this for awhile now," Edin says as he caresses David's cheek. "But you're always so busy with everyone else."
"I'm here now, do your worst."
Edin smirks before diving in to kiss and bit David's lips forcefully, making them slick and puffy. They only break apart to remove their clothes.
David feels arms pulling him backwards off of Edin, turning to see Aleks ready and waiting, cock erect and glistening with lube. "Wait... Wait a minute," David says, hopping off the bed to rustle through his clothes. He takes out his phone to make a video call.
"Hello?" Joe asks on the other end of the line. "David? What happened?"
"Watch this," David orders, arranging the phone on the dresser before returning to the bed. Apparently, his companions for the evening didn't mind; Matija was busy kissing Edin, and Aleks only raised an eyebrow.
"I want to try something," David says as he pushed Aleks down on his back. He climbs atop him and braces himself, before sinking down onto Aleks' cock. The Serbian groans, prompting David to begin moving up and down, feeling his entry stretch wider and wider.
As he continues to ride Aleks, David calls out for Edin, who reluctantly tears his gaze away from Matija to hear David say, "I want your cock inside my ass too."
That certainly gets the trio's attention. "Are you sure?" Edin asks, his eagerness plain to see. The answer comes quickly, "Yes. Please?"
Edin moves across the bed, and spreads David's ass cheeks wide. "Now how are we going to do this?"
"Maybe..." Matija bites his lip in concentration, before adding a lube finger into David's ass, making the smaller man squirm.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's okay, keep going," David encourages. Matija pries open a bigger space with his fingers, until finally ther's enough room to maneuver.
"Akh!" David yelps as Edin's cock enters him. "Sorry, love. Should I stop?"
"No," David bears down even further, making Edin buck involuntarily. David takes a deep breath, and continues to recieve them both until he's sitting on their balls.
David takes a moment to calm down. It's been ages since he's done this. He feels so full and stretched so wide that his body shivers from the sensation. Behind him, Edin begins to thrust, pushing in and pulling out slowly. David can't stand the slow pace, and starts to jerk up and down their cocks, greedy for more. His movement is halted, though, when he sees a cock bobbing in front of him.
"Your lips are so beautiful, David, please," Matija pleads, and David willingly opens his mouth.
Without hesitation, Matija pushes into him. David tries to lick and suck as much as he can, but in the end, Matija loses control and begins to thrust deep into David's throat. He climaxes soon after, spilling a warm rush of come down David's throat. David's intentions to swallow are thwarted when Matija kisses him, sucking his juices into his mouth.
Suddenly, Edin pushes forward until David is laying chest to chest with Aleks. The friction of his cock, trapped between his and Aleks' stomachs, overwhelms him, and he too is soon coming. His muscles clench around both of their cocks, making Aleks and Edin come simultaneously inside him. They kiss each other ferociously, as David lays trapped between them.
+++
The next morning, Joe shows up at Edin's house. Without a word, David slips into his car. Rain begins to fall as Joe drives around aimlessly. The silence grows louder and louder, until David can't take it anymore.
"Did you watch it?"
"It was interesting."
"That's what I really am."
Joe doesn't say anything.
"A slut," David states emphatically.
Joe pulls the car over on the side of an empty road. "Why are you doing this, David?" he asks, looking plaintively at him. "Why do you have to push me away?"
"Because what you're asking is impossible!" David barks. He can't stop the angry words as they tumble out. "Do you want a boyfriend? Then don't be a football player! You know it's impossible. In the end, you'll marry some pretty girl and have pretty children, and I'll be left alone!"
Again, David thinks, but he doesn't say that bit aloud.
The sound of the rain grows louder.
Joe curls David's hand into his own, and raises it to his lips. He kisses David's fingertips.
"I know I can't promise much, but if we're together--as long as we're together--I'll never cheat on you for any reason."
David draws his hand back and looks longingly out the window, wishing he were anywhere else. After a few moments, though, he takes a deep breath and screws up his courage.
"We could try..."
And for now, that's enough for both of them.
-the end-
Recipient: thelastfig
Title: Hamster Wheel
Pairing: Mainly Joe/David, but also Costel/David, Edin/Aleks/Matija/David (yay) and implied Javi/David
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Nothing is true
Words: 2965
Beta: kfunk22
Summary: David wants to have everyone and no one. Joe objects.
A/N: Kinda stolen from a kinkmeme prompt about David being City's LBD. Also please ignore any factual or timeline inaccuracies.
The team smiles politely at David as he's introduced to the squad. But David has always been able to read people easily. Behind the indifference his teammates show, he can detect curiosity, friendliness and... lust. Quite a lot of the latter, actually.
Inwardly, David smirks. Not so different from any other team he's been on, after all.
"David Silva, team. Team, David Silva," Mancini nonchalantly announces, before heading off to consult his assistant about their upcoming practice. David is left to fend for himself, and is immediately pounced upon by his new teammates.
Greetings and handshakes are exchanged. David takes notice of who holds his hand a second longer than necessary, who gives him an inviting smile, who shamelessly eyes him up and down. He stores all the information away, adopting a friendly facade and a shy smile. He knows how to lure men in.
"So what do you think of Manchester, David?" a tall man, who turns out to be the team's goalkeeper, asks as he casually slings an arm around David's shoulders. For some reason, the tall ones are always the quickest to latch onto him. David doesn't mind, though.
"It's... Too much rain," David offers hesitantly, trying out the unfamiliar language.
"Look at him, moaning about the rain already," another man, James, comments with a grin. "I'll say he'll do just fine here."
"What do you say about me giving you a tour of Manchester after training?" the goalkeeper, Joe, offers.
So soon already? David smirks inwardly.
"Sure, that will be nice," he says, lightly resting his hand over Joe's, which still rests on his shoulder.
That would be mighty nice, indeed.
+++
Football is David's life, but not everything in his life is football. There are other things he's quite passionate about...
Joe approaches David after training. "Ready to go?" he asks. But before David can answer, another teammate interrupts their conversation.
"Whoa, Joe, don't monopolize the new guy!" James jokingly scolds the goalkeeper. "I'll come along with you. The more the merrier, right?"
Joe clearly doesn't agree with him, but David quickly cuts in, "Of course!" David's answer is enthusiastic, and James brightens up while Joe attempts to hide his disappointment.
Thus the games began.
This is what David loves most, aside from football: the feeling of being wanted, being chased after, the attention. Above all, he relishes the ability to twirl men around his fingers.
James and Joe begin to communicate telepathically. Back off, mate, I saw him first, Joe glares. Hell no, fair play, dude, James returns.
David smiles. The season's already off to a great start.
+++
They drive around Manchester, showing David the tourist traps and the local favorites. All in all, they enjoy a wonderful afternoon together.
When the sun sets, they stop in a little restaurant that serves British cuisine.
"This one is made of pig's blood and internal organs," James says, enjoying the opportunity to introduce David to some of the more strange elements of the local fare. "It's pretty good," David says, as he shovels another bite. James looks a bit disappointed.
"So why do you move to England, David?" Joe asks. "I followed a bit of the Spanish league. If you had stayed there, you could have been a hero. And I've heard Real Madrid fought tooth and nail to get you."
Because the boys in Valencia were fighting over me and the coach nearly had to beg my agent to ship me out of Spain, David thinks to himself. "Because the best football players around the world come to play here," David answers instead, "I want to prove myself, I want to challenge for the title here."
"That's our plan too," Joe grins as he raises his glass. "To new friendship, and victories." David and James reciprocate the gesture.
+++
They drive around a bit more before calling it a day. Joe drops James at his house before pulling up to David's apartment. "Thanks for showing me around," David says, lightly laying a hand on Joe's wrist. "See you tomorrow, then?"
"Sure," Joe smiles. "Actually, my house isn't far from here, do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?" he asks, knowing David left his car at the stadium.
"That would be nice, but." David says, angling his head in a way that he knows highlights the line of his neck. "My house is still a mess right now, actually. Do you think I could stay at yours tonight?"
"Sure," Joe answers, just a tad too fast.
+++
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" Joe asks as he locks the door behind him.
David ignores his offer, instead pushing him back against the door. "How about something else?" He stands on his tiptoes to reach Joe's whisper into his new teammate's ear, "What do you want me to do?"
Joe's initially surprised by David's actions, but it doesn't last long. He picks David up, bridal-style, making him yelp. "There are so many things we can do... But first, let's move to a more comfortable location, yes?"
Without waiting for answer, Joe carries David to his bedroom and lays him gently on the bed.
When David starts to unbutton his shirt, Joe brushes his hands away, and says, "No, let me." Joe doesn't remove it completely, instead letting it hang open just wide enough to reveal his shoulders and bare chest. He does, however, remove David's jeans.
"I want you to prepare yourself," Joe orders as he takes a bottle of lube from the bedside table and tosses it to David. The smaller man pours a generous amount into his hand, and spreads his legs wide. He applies a thin layer of lube around his entrance, sticking two fingers inside at once. He moans, trying to get used to the sensation as he works his fingers in and out. Soon he adds the third, teasing his hole open wider, giving Joe a tempting view.
"You're good at this, aren't you?" Joe says huskily. He's mostly fully clothed, but his erect cock stands proudly at attention as his pants sag around his thighs. David smirks as he smears the rest of the lube on his chest, making his nipples wet and shiny. Apparently Joe appreciates the display; his cock twitches.
"Some say I'm very talented," David allows, pouring lube onto Joe's cock and massaging it lightly. "How many is some?" Joe ask warily, but David only grins and lays back. He brings his knees to his chest. Joe doesn't need to be told what to do.
Joe lifts up David's ass and pushes into him, making both of them groan. The feeling is so intense, Joe has to slow and pace himself, fearing that he'll come right then and there. David impatiently wraps his legs around Joe's waist. "Move," he commands.
Joe complies, and begins to move slowly as he tries to make the pleasure last. He takes David's cock in hand and jerks him off. David whimpers, begs, "Faster!"
"So impatient," Joe smirks, moving faster. He manages to find the right spot, and in just a few moments David comes. His seed splattering on his stomach, chest, even on his own face. Joe's mesmerized by the sight, and when David teasingly licks away a drop that landed on his lower lip, Joe comes abruptly inside him.
The goalkeeper hasn't even come down from his bliss when David reaches up to kiss him passionately. "Wait," Joe laughs, between kisses, "Do you want another go?"
David's devouring kiss is all the answer Joe needs.
+++
The next few days, Joe and David stick together. In training, after training, in bed (both Joe's and David's). They act like a couple, and Joe was actually starting to think that they were, until...
Joe walks into the toilet after training, when Javi comes out of the stall with a dopey smirk on his face. Joe doesn't even have time to think about what that means before David exits the same stall, wiping his mouth with toilet tissue. He ignores Joe, slipping by him on his way to the sink to wash his mouth out.
"You..." Joe doesn't know what to say. "I thought we were..."
David cuts him off, "No we aren't. Don't be so sentimental," he says, wiping his lips. "You can still sleep with me. Or not. No matter." He moves to the exit, but Joe grabs his arm.
"It's not right."
David stares blankly at him.
"What can I do to change your mind?"
"Nothing," David says, shaking Joe off. "If you don't like it, then goodbye, Joe." The door slams behind him, snapping Joe out of his thoughts.
+++
The thing is, Joe doesn't want to say goodbye. Not yet. He texts and calls David a lot, and continues to invite him into his bed. David never refuses. He takes him to dinners and movies, and asks subtly and not so subtly for David to be his and his alone.
David answers by snogging random teammates in front of Joe.
The goalkeeper is exasperated by David's behavior, but David is frustrated, too. Joe won't leave him alone. He likes attention, sure, but not this kind of pestering.
+++
"Why are you so obsessed with me?" David asks one day, arms crossed over his chest.
"As cheesy as it sounds, I've never felt like this with anyone else before." Joe answers honestly.
"Many men say that."
Joe smiles, "Just give me one chance, all right? A month or two. Have a relationship with me."
David stays silent for awhile, as if he's considering the offer. His answer is still a firm "No."
+++
David isn't drunk, not really. He's just... Really giddy. For some reason, he thought that climbing up the team's second keeper, Costel, at the club's New Year's party was a good idea. Okay. Maybe he is drunk.
"It's just that you're so tall," David giggles as he wraps his arms around Costel's neck and legs around his waist. "I had to climb you to see your face."
Costel is torn between amusement, embarrassment and plain old what-the-hell-am-I-supposed-to-do-now uncertainty. Quite understandable, considering that it's not everyday David pretends he's a koala and Costel's a eucalyptus tree.
"I can sit down if you really need to see my face," Costel says, meekly attempting to remove David's claws from his shoulders.
"No, no, I like how tall you are!!" David protests, licking his lips. "Have I told you I have a thing for tall men?" he whispers seductively. Costel's face turns as red as a tomato.
"I don't think this is a good idea, David...” Costel says, once more attempting to pry David off of him. But when David starts licking and nipping at Costel's ear, the keeper stops trying to resist. He's just about to return David's kisses, when the midfielder is bodily removed from him. Costel looks up only to come face-to-face with a furious Joe Hart.
"Panti, your girlfriend's looking for you," Joe says before turning his attention to David, helping steady him as he tips drunkenly off balance. "You're drunk. Let me drive you home."
When David finally snaps to, he glares at Joe.
"No!" He swats away Joe's hands, which only makes Joe grip him tighter. "You're not my boyfriend!" David hisses. Joe pulls him closer, restraining him. "Please?" The word makes David stop struggling for a moment, but then he collects himself and pushes Joe away.
"No," he says, voice wavering slightly. Joe reaches out to him, but suddenly Edin steps in to intervene.
"He said no, didn't he?"
Joe glares at the forward, barks out, "This is none of your business, back off!" before reaching out to push Edin away. But the Bosnian holds his ground.
"Hey, hey, calm down will you?" Edin says as Aleks and Matija emerge from the crowd. "We can discuss this in a more civilized way, no?"
"It's okay," David says, touching Edin's arm. "Just get me out of here."
Joe can only look on in disbelief as David is whisked away. To avoid any further incidents, Aleks ushers them out of the club.
"So," Edin puts his arm around David's shoulders, " we have our own plan for tonight. Do you want to join in?"
Before David can ask what they have in mind, Matija slips a hand under his shirt. "I'm sure you will enjoy it," he whispers in David's ear as he swipes his hand lightly across David's chest.
David, still reeling from the argument with Joe, doesn't think twice. "All right," he smiles, looping an arm around Matija's waist.
+++
Edin's place is closest to the club. David relishes the warmth inside the house as he asks, "You do this a lot?"
"The lady's in Serbia, so what's a man to do?" he answers with an impish grin.
Aleks spends no time disrobing, and Matija follows suit. Edin uses the time to pull David down onto the bed and... cuddle him.
"I've been wanting to do this for awhile now," Edin says as he caresses David's cheek. "But you're always so busy with everyone else."
"I'm here now, do your worst."
Edin smirks before diving in to kiss and bit David's lips forcefully, making them slick and puffy. They only break apart to remove their clothes.
David feels arms pulling him backwards off of Edin, turning to see Aleks ready and waiting, cock erect and glistening with lube. "Wait... Wait a minute," David says, hopping off the bed to rustle through his clothes. He takes out his phone to make a video call.
"Hello?" Joe asks on the other end of the line. "David? What happened?"
"Watch this," David orders, arranging the phone on the dresser before returning to the bed. Apparently, his companions for the evening didn't mind; Matija was busy kissing Edin, and Aleks only raised an eyebrow.
"I want to try something," David says as he pushed Aleks down on his back. He climbs atop him and braces himself, before sinking down onto Aleks' cock. The Serbian groans, prompting David to begin moving up and down, feeling his entry stretch wider and wider.
As he continues to ride Aleks, David calls out for Edin, who reluctantly tears his gaze away from Matija to hear David say, "I want your cock inside my ass too."
That certainly gets the trio's attention. "Are you sure?" Edin asks, his eagerness plain to see. The answer comes quickly, "Yes. Please?"
Edin moves across the bed, and spreads David's ass cheeks wide. "Now how are we going to do this?"
"Maybe..." Matija bites his lip in concentration, before adding a lube finger into David's ass, making the smaller man squirm.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's okay, keep going," David encourages. Matija pries open a bigger space with his fingers, until finally ther's enough room to maneuver.
"Akh!" David yelps as Edin's cock enters him. "Sorry, love. Should I stop?"
"No," David bears down even further, making Edin buck involuntarily. David takes a deep breath, and continues to recieve them both until he's sitting on their balls.
David takes a moment to calm down. It's been ages since he's done this. He feels so full and stretched so wide that his body shivers from the sensation. Behind him, Edin begins to thrust, pushing in and pulling out slowly. David can't stand the slow pace, and starts to jerk up and down their cocks, greedy for more. His movement is halted, though, when he sees a cock bobbing in front of him.
"Your lips are so beautiful, David, please," Matija pleads, and David willingly opens his mouth.
Without hesitation, Matija pushes into him. David tries to lick and suck as much as he can, but in the end, Matija loses control and begins to thrust deep into David's throat. He climaxes soon after, spilling a warm rush of come down David's throat. David's intentions to swallow are thwarted when Matija kisses him, sucking his juices into his mouth.
Suddenly, Edin pushes forward until David is laying chest to chest with Aleks. The friction of his cock, trapped between his and Aleks' stomachs, overwhelms him, and he too is soon coming. His muscles clench around both of their cocks, making Aleks and Edin come simultaneously inside him. They kiss each other ferociously, as David lays trapped between them.
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The next morning, Joe shows up at Edin's house. Without a word, David slips into his car. Rain begins to fall as Joe drives around aimlessly. The silence grows louder and louder, until David can't take it anymore.
"Did you watch it?"
"It was interesting."
"That's what I really am."
Joe doesn't say anything.
"A slut," David states emphatically.
Joe pulls the car over on the side of an empty road. "Why are you doing this, David?" he asks, looking plaintively at him. "Why do you have to push me away?"
"Because what you're asking is impossible!" David barks. He can't stop the angry words as they tumble out. "Do you want a boyfriend? Then don't be a football player! You know it's impossible. In the end, you'll marry some pretty girl and have pretty children, and I'll be left alone!"
Again, David thinks, but he doesn't say that bit aloud.
The sound of the rain grows louder.
Joe curls David's hand into his own, and raises it to his lips. He kisses David's fingertips.
"I know I can't promise much, but if we're together--as long as we're together--I'll never cheat on you for any reason."
David draws his hand back and looks longingly out the window, wishing he were anywhere else. After a few moments, though, he takes a deep breath and screws up his courage.
"We could try..."
And for now, that's enough for both of them.
-the end-