<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Isaiah watched the interaction between the two men with interest. Dylan looked a little taken back by the way Kais handled things, and the way he spoke to him. He also wasn't sure if he was partly joking or not, and he certainly made no move to apologize. He didn't seem put off by the whole situation just yet.<br/>
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“Perhaps you'll learn the meaning of it tonight,” Dylan put in, somewhere between flirtation and trying to make it clear Isaiah was his to be sharing. Not the other way around. Isaiah seriously doubted either man would learn anything that night, but seeing Dylan standing there, smug and satisfied, Isaiah made a decision.<br/>
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“It's okay,” Isaiah smiled, leaning into Kais' touch and patting Dylan on the chest. He expected no apology, and Dylan was not going to give him one. Just like he would refuse to issue apologies to his boyfriend. If Dylan wanted this so bad, Isaiah would make him regret it. Of course, Dylan didn't see the subtle shift in Isaiah's mood, nor did it really matter. Dylan thought he would be getting what he wanted.<br/>
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They walked back into the apartment behind Kais, who seemed to be waiting for them to make a decision, that, or the other shoe to fall.<br/>
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“We can. I think it could be interesting,” Isaiah spoke, looking now to Kais, granting the permission mostly for him, since Dylan thought it was already a done deal. Isiah didn't have any doubts that it would be, he just couldn't determine how the two would react with one another. Afterwards though, hopefully both would settle down and allow him to sleep. It wasn't like this was an unusual occurrence for him, he just usually didn't bring the third party home. Dylan typically chose, and more often than not it was other businessmen who had tastes as varied as he did.<br/>
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Dylan wasn't so straightforward in the bedroom, and there was never any telling what sort of mood he would be in. One thing for certain was he liked to see other men with Isaiah, no matter the acts. Isaiah was confident he wouldn't be as active a participant as either of them. Dylan had never once given him a blowjob and could be finicky when it came to their fluids, or even touching another person's cock. He certainly wasn't entirely gay, and still had some deep-rooted trepidation about being with a man, but he was not above watching any of the depraved acts others could come up with Isaiah.<br/>
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Isaiah first went and downed a glass of water, thinking he might need it if he didn't want to dehydrate himself considering the last encounter he'd had with Kais. Then he walked to the gorgeous man sitting on the couch, slipping his fingers into the magazine before pulling it out of the others hands. He dropped it on the floor, his expression saying it all. Dylan went to the bedroom, probably to make sure everything was properly set up.<br/>
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Isaiah slid his legs over Kais' lap to straddle him. He ran his fingers through his hair before leaning forward to plunder his mouth. Dylan came to stand in the doorway, watching for a moment before cutting in.<br/>
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“The bedroom would be better,” Dylan spoke. He didn't like to have sex on the couch unless it was quick. Isaiah looked at him and nodded, unthreading himself from Kais' body, but taking his hand to lead him along in open invitation much like he had their first time together. He slipped against Dylan, kissing him as well but it was obvious the man was more interested in getting Isaiah out of his clothing than starting anything slow. Isaiah started undoing buttons, Dylan reaching for Isaiah's pants, and Isaiah undoing Dylan's shirt. Dylan wasn't an unattractive man. His skin was tanned, his body well formed. He wasn't one to overeat, especially considering his cocaine binges when stressed with work. He stayed lean with planned workouts, but his body certainly didn't have the same draw as Kais. Isaiah pulled away before Dylan could slide his pants to his ankles, instead leaving them unzipped. He went to Kais instead, pulling him down onto the bed over him. His hands went beneath his clothing, one under his shirt, and the other into his pants to stroke his length.<br/>
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Dylan came to sit down on the bed beside them, a hand sliding down Kais' back all the way to his ass.<br/>
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“Where did you find this one, Isaiah?” Dylan questioned. “Doesn't seem the sort to frequent any of your usual spots.”<br/>
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“I put an ad out in the paper for 'blond, gorgeous, and with a cock to make any man weep'. He's the only one to fit the bill,” Isaiah answered sarcastically, having no intention of actually answering the question. Dylan snorted, pressing Kais over onto his side. Isaiah followed him, and Dylan slipped in behind Isaiah, finishing what he started with his boyfriend's pants, finding him already aroused. If Dylan was put off that Isaiah was responding much more quickly to this other man, he did not show it, but Isaiah <i>knew </i>he would notice.<br/>
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“Not so tired after all?”<br/>
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“Apparently not,” Isaiah quipped, grinding himself between the two bodies obscenely.<br/>
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“You need to learn how to respond like this with my friends,” Dylan continued, and Isaiah reached back to put a hand over Dylan's mouth. Things would be much more enjoyable for him if he'd just shut the hell up. It was always a running commentary with Dylan, and with his patience running thin that night, he didn't want to hear it.<br/>
<br/>
Dylan pulled Kais closer, engaging the other man in a kiss over Isaiah before starting to pull at his clothing as well. It was clear he was interested to see what he was hiding beneath, especially considering how Isaiah was responding; so very different from what he was usually like. Isaiah wasn't sure how he felt about the view. They were both attractive, but Dylan seemed to tarnish everything he touched. He would have preferred to remain a buffer between them. Attention shifted and Dylan ran his hands through Isaiah's hair before pulling his head back.<br/>
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“Suck that magic cock of his then,” Dylan spoke, more like an order. Isaiah was smirking though, having picked up on the slight bitterness in his words. It also didn't fail to amuse them that they'd been interrupted earlier at the promise of a blowjob and before that Kais hadn't given him much opportunity to get his mouth on him considering all the distraction he was providing with his own.<br/>
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“I'm not sure if I can all the way. He's more than what I'm used to,” Isaiah spoke the words as if they were not aimed to further insult. He sat up between them, Dylan urging him down with a firm hand on his shoulder. Isaiah helped to free Kais' cock from the confines of his pants, running his lips first over the tip before wrapping his mouth and velvet tongue over the head. Dylan reached behind his neck to press him down further, and Isaiah relaxed his throat to feel Kais slide first against the back of it, but with more encouragement from Dylan, slid past it. Isaiah made no sign of discomfort at the handling, instead petting Kais' sides.</span></span><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans"><br/>
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