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The devil's threesome

[Sep 13, 2020. This is a fanfic of the book 'The Devil's Footsteps', it's a real book, if you can find it check it out, it's great.
So in the book there's 3 main characters (not counting the ones that are dead) and they're all males with not to big of an age gap. So I thought of this.]
[In the book Smokey and Bryan are 13 and Jake's 15, I've aged them up so that they're 16 and 18. If you've read the book then this is three years after the story.]

Bryan's p.o.v.

I walk silently down the road towards Jake's. His parents are out of town so me and Smokey agreed to spend the day with him. We'll probably end up sleeping over, even though that isn't part of the plan.

It's fine if we do, no need for pajamas when your friend wears shirts 4x your size. Me and Smokey will just steal a shirt each and sleep in our boxers. We've all been close friends for 3 years, and we've done that many times before.

I've reached Jake's door. I turn the handle, unlocked. Stepping into the house I hear no noise. 'Jeez. I know Jake's parents are away but I at least expected to hear Jake and Bryan laughing or something.'

They must be in the attic, it's pretty soundproof, for an attic. I walk up the stairs. I don't count the steps, I never count the steps now. I push the trap door up and pop my head up.

For a moment, I'm frozen and confused. Unable to say anything. Smokey and Jake are on the makeshift bed. Smokey's face is buried in one of the pillows. Jake's behind him, they're both naked. My legs shake and I almost fall.

'T-they!' My eyes trail to the space between them, which isn't much. Jake's dick is sliding in and out of Smokey's ass.

Jake groans and a muffled moan comes from Smokey. Jake moves faster, Smokey buries his face more and his grip on the pillow tightens.

Jake's muscles tighten and his thrusts slow. Smokey cums, it sprays onto the sheets. Jake stops completely, panting. Smokey raises his head out of the pillow, he's panting like a dog.

Jake pulls out and grabs some tissues. Smokey's half-open eyes lazily scan the room, his eyes meeting me. He doesn't seem to realize at first, but once his brain processes me his eyes are fully open.

"Jake." Smokey calls to him. "Hmm? What is it?" Smokey sits up, crossing his legs. "Bryan's here~" The purr in Smokey's voice catches me off guard and makes me freeze again.

Jake walks over to me and I'm powerless to stop him as he pulls me up into the attic, and shuts the trap door behind me. I gulp. Smokey stands and walks over to us, him in front of me and Jake behind me.

The fact that they're both completely naked makes my face flush. I shake a little from nervousness. "Hey Bryan~ Why are you shaking? Are you cold?" Smokey grabs my chin with his right hand and rests his left on my right shoulder, massaging it.

"Nervous." I whisper, my voice a little high-pitched. "Nervous?" Both his hands are on my shoulders massaging them. "We can help with that. Can't we, Jake?" Jake's chest makes contact with my back and I tense up.

"Mhm." Jake hums, his hands grabbing my upper arms. "What were you two doing?" Smokey smiles gently, calming me. "Don't worry Bryan, you'll find out soon?" I furrow my eyebrows. "Huh?"

Jake's hands move down to my waist, Smokey starts unbuttoning my jacket. I feel like I should be stopping them, but I don't. Jake's hands rub up and down my thighs, the feeling is odd, but not unwelcome.

Smokey pushes my jacket off my shoulders and after it slides down my arms it falls to my feet. Jake's hands move up and grab the hem of my shirt, pulling it up but stopping due to my arms being in the way.