I Dream Of Death

Lane chuckled before pressing a butterfly kiss to each of Alex's cheeks. He peppered kisses up and down Alex's back, a hand firmly griping Mike's cock.

God, it was like Lane was trying to upset Alex. Trying to make him lose it. This was a big step for Alex. He hadn't said a word about this yet.

Mike knew this, that was why he told Lane to back off a little because because this was new to Alex and he didnt like it.

Lane sighed. "Mike, I have to touch you if im going to be making love to you and Alex knows that, im not trying to upset him."

Lane gently pulled Alex away from Mike and kissed him softy.
"Prep me boo." Lane commanded as he moved so he was between Mike's spread legs. His ass in the air for his husband.

"No kissing him..." Alex reminded softly. Face full of worry as he pulled away from Mike.

"On the lips or just period?" Lane asked as he rested his cheek on Mike's inner thigh.

"Period. I will put up with the rest but I do not want your lips on him." Alex sighed.

Lane shrugged as he sucked his index finger before gently working it inside of Mike, earning a small whimper as he adjusted to the finger.

That familiar fire in the pit of Alex's stomach returned. It took all he had not to punch Lane right there. He closed his eyes as he stuck a finger into his husband.

Lane grunted, that had hurt. Alex didnt but any lubricant on the finger or anything, and then he just forced it into him. This was new, Alex was usually careful with him when it came to sex but this was different. He didn't know if he liked it.

Alex wasn't thinking. All his energy was going into not slapping Lane.

Lane gently added another finger, scissoring them, stretching Mike as he massaged his walls. Mike groaned as he was stretched, his eyes closed in pained bliss.

A growl rumbled deep in Alex's throat as a second finger was added into his husbands tight hole.

A small whimper escaped Lane as he squeezed his eyes shut. Alex was hurting him.
He soon added the third and final finger, Mike muttered a small "Oww." As he was loosened, he bit his lip.

Alex's eyes glinted with rage at Mike's "ow." Lane was hurting him, he flicked him in the arm. He didn't know he was hurting Lane also.

Lane swallowed hard as he removed his fingers, he ignored Alex.
"Ready Mikey?" Lane asked, he was and had been very gentle with the smaller man.

Mike nodded as Lane aligned himself with Mike's stretched hole. He slowly pushed in, Mike's small whimpers filled the room.

Alex's heart ached. He was caught between heartbreak and anger. He tried to ignore it as he pushed into Lane, wanting to make himself forget but he couldn't.
He backed off the bed, shaking his head.
"I c-can't... I just can't." He bit down hard on his lip, turning and running to the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

Lane let out a small scream of pain as Alex suddenly pulled out after roughly shoving in. Lane rested his forehead against Mike's, his eyes glistening with tears.

Mike kissed Lane's temple before pulling away so Lane was no longer inside of him. He made Lane lay down as he gently checked for tears, he had many considering hos harshly Alex pushed in and then suddenly out. Mike left Lane alone to go to the bathroom and retrieve a wet rag so he could clean up the blood that puddled after leaking out of Lane's hole.

Alex slid a rag under the door considering he had locked it. He couldn't face either of them at the moment.

Mike took it and with a gentle hand he cleaned Lane up. He was going to check on Alex when Lane grabbed his hand and with tears in his eyes asked him to stay. Mike couldn't say no.
He got in the bed and let Lane spoon im from behind while he silently cried into his shoulder.

Alex was half glad that no one came to check on him. He didn't want them to hear the tears in his voice. But the other half was slightly hurt that neither of them cared enough to check on him.

When Mike was sure Lane had cried himself to sleep he slid out of the bed and softly knocked on the door.
"Alex baby, come out of there. Come to bed."

"I...I think I'll sleep in here." Alex said softly. He gathered up a towel and used it as a pillow, laying down on the floor.

"I know you wont because if you dont open that door, ill wake Lane up. That man is not a happy he will break the damn door down.

"Mike please..." Alex begged quietly. He wasn't in the mood to argue.

"Either you come to bed or im coming in there and sleeping with you."
That would not be good because Mike was still so skinny if he slept on a hard floor his bones would bruise him from the inside.