Stretching out, Nikki was clearly gone from my bed, and I found that both annoying and amusing. I was hoping for another round of sex after our nap, but I guess that round would have to wait for another time. Pushing down the blanket, I got out of bed and found sweatpants to replace the pants I had on.

Me and the guys had plans for the night, and surprisingly, I had slept till dinner time. Rubbing my pecks, I lifted the shirt I had thrown on before getting into the bed, and sure enough, claw marks littered the area. My back was going to be in the same shape. I could feel it.

The guys were pushing to go out for drinks, and I was pretty alright with that too. I definitely felt I could use one or three. Looking at my pants, I swapped them again, this time for black straight cut jeans. Checking over all my things as I stuffed them into my jean pockets. Keys, wallet, money, phone, knife and so on.

The guys were headed in my direction when I stepped out, and Fox wiggled his eyes brows at me.

“I saw you with Nikki.”

“Your point?” I asked, and he smirked.

“Was it good?”

“Fox, can it. Speaking about Nikki in that way is disrespectful, and he holds a slightly higher rank. Unless you want to be disciplined, I would stop.”

“Shame. I was hoping he would try me on for size, but no. He picked you, that makes him off limits for us.” Fox chuckled.

The guys and I had only one rule when it came to fucking, and that was we don’t fuck the same people, ever.

Fox tried the entire way to the club to dig information about having sex with Nikki out of me. But I kept quiet about the entire experience. He just really didn’t need to know, and it felt wrong to discuss the act without Nikki here to say something.

I had no clue who was on club rounds tonight, but we were also in the building. Men and women alike parted way for Fox. The guy was good looking and had more than enough confidence to hold a room captive. The man was walking sex, and I had seen him reel in plenty of men and women.

For Fox, he liked a quick and rough fuck with no lasting contact. I wasn’t satisfied with what Nikki had given me, so my intentions are the club was just drinking.

The guys grabbed a table, and I went to the bar, snagging a couple beers and a glass of dark pop for Fox. Drinks in hand, I slipped through the crowd and back to our table.

Taking a deep drink out of my bottle, Fox lightly tapped my shoulder. He leaned closer to my ear and spoke. “Look up at the VIP floor in the middle.”

Looking up, Alexi and Nikki seemed to look at me, the way I was them. Alexi had a smirk on his face, and Nikki looked unfazed. Nikki’s eyes were somewhere else on the dance floor, and he made it easy to track exactly who he was watching.

Tall, handsome, shoulder length dark haired Asian male. He was dressed casually and wore a look of boredom on his face. A woman had her arm linked with him. She seemed to point out other people, and he gave a subtle shake of his head.

Nikki was clearly interested in this man, and something in me festered. Tipping back my entire bottle of beer, I set the empty on the table.

“Excuse me, I have things to do.” I chuckled. I was aiming to ruin Nikki’s night, but I wasn’t entirely sure why I wanted to see him annoyed.

Pretending to be on my way to get another drink, I bumped into the male.

“Oh shoot, my bad. Are you alright?” I asked, and the female looked me up and down while smirking at the male. She was giving him clear body language that she approved of this. “Could I buy you a drink to make up for slamming you like that?”

“He would be pleased to accept that drink.” The women said, cutting in as wiggled her eyebrows at him. Looking up at the balcony, Nikki was gone, and I wondered if he found someone else to go after.

“Let me go get those drinks. What would you like?” I asked, trailing my eyes down his figure. He leaned in closer, and his lips brushed my ear. “A shot of whiskey, then I’m going to the bathroom.” He muttered.

“Sounds good. I’ll get us each a shot, then.” I said and flashed him a smile. Walking to the bar, I ordered the shots and turned with the shots in hand to see Nikki approaching the male, his hand trailing down the male’s torso. Nikki smirked at me when he saw me coming over. He took my shot as I passed the other guy his. They tossed back the shots, and they headed to the bathroom. Nikki hooked a finger in my belt loops and pulled me with them. Nikki clearly had something in mind here, and if he wanted me to read the room, then this was headed for a threesome with a stranger.

Nikki grabbed the cleaning sign from the wall and stuck it on the door of one of the larger accessible stalls. He pushed me in after the other guy and closed the door behind him. As Nikki fumbled with his button on his jeans, it was apparent that he was drunk. He really hadn’t needed the shot.

The other male took notice of this too and grabbed Nikki’s chin, tilting it up to meet his eyes. “You’re too drunk to give me proper consent to have sex. I have a rented room across the road at the hotel. We can still have sex, but you need to sober up.” He muttered.

He didn’t wait for Nikki to agree. He just reached down and redressed Nikki before unlocking the bathroom stall door. “You’re coming too.” Nikki laughed, pulling me along too.

Getting to the hotel seemed like a blurred experience, but I wasn’t drunk like Nikki.

“My name’s Dion, you two?” He asked, as pulled a couple of layers of clothing off, tossing them on the chair in the room, and getting a cold bottle of water for Nikki.

I didn’t see the harm in telling this guy my name, or Nikki’s. It wasn’t like we had plans to see this guy again. He would most likely forget who we even were in a few days.

“I’m Kylian, and that is Nikki.”

“Oh, you two know each other?” Dion asked.

“Co-workers,” Nikki said after downing the cold water, and looking a little less drunk than before. Dion asked Nikki a few different questions before he stripped down. Oddly enough, the questions he asked were almost identical to the ones that Alessio asked when he was trying to figure out the state of your head.

Nikki didn’t need any convincing after that. He was striping down too. He kicked his boxers away and turned his attention to me.

“Condoms are in the top drawer. I’ll get myself prepped,” he said, and I actually had to look over his naked body and see that he was doing because he was quite beefy too. I hadn’t expected him to willingly bottom. Nikki unbuttoned my jeans, and before I could stop him, he shoved them down. I heard the air leave his lungs as he brushed his fingers over the burn scars on my thigh.

“This is why you didn’t strip down before….” He whispered with really no direction.

Fighting back the urge to yank my jeans back up and leave, I shivered when Nikki brushed his fingers over the scars again, this time lighter than before. My nerves in my thigh were hypersensitive.

Nikki paid extra attention to my scars as he worked my cock until it was rigid and ready for fucking. He grabbed a condom and unwrapped it, pinching the tip and rolling it down. The sound of the other guy, Dion, moaning, caused Nikki and me to look at him while he stretched his hole.

“Mm, I want to bite it.” Nikki said, and his eyes were locked onto Dion’s muscled ass cheeks. And I could see the appeal. They looked biteable. Nikki sank to his knees and slipped my cock into his mouth, his hot tongue rolling around the tip. Dion finally pulled his fingers out of himself and looked at Nikki sucking my cock, and I could see the lust clouding his eyes. He wanted a taste, too.

“Come here,” Dion said, and Nikki let my cock fall from his mouth and stood up. I followed behind Nikki to the bed. Dion touched Nikki first, his hand wrapping around his cock and sloppily jerking him off while his eyes were scanning down my hips to my cock.

“Come closer, Kylian.” The way he said my name made my balls ache. It was full of lust and rolled off his tongue sensually. Stepping closer to the bed, he slipped his warm wet mouth around my cock while he still worked Nikki’s cock. Looking down at Dion, it was hard to tell how old he was. But he was older than Nikki, that was for sure. He was experienced at sucking cock, too.

Slipping my finger into Dion’s hair, I enjoyed the feeling of his mouth on my cock. Letting my eyelids drop, I sank deeper into the feeling.

“Ugh, I’m coming.” Nikki hissed and blew his load into Dion’s hand. While Nikki worked to regain his senses, and another hard on, Dion let his hands explore my body. His right hand dipped around my hip and to my ass. He gave it a good squeeze and hummed against my cock.

He brushed his fingers against the burn scars and followed them around my thigh. He pulsed off my cock and soon he was using his tongue to trace the scars. The sensations were odd, and I really didn’t know what to make of it.

“This is a fucking big dick,” he said, before wrapping his hands around it. “This is going to wreak my fucking hole!”