Sasha was the first to strip off his underwear, his eyes locked on Lesha as Nikita's strong hands massaged his tense muscles. Lesha's fingers traced patterns on Sasha's skin, sending shivers down his spine and making his cock throb with need.
Nikita was the next to go, his underwear hitting the floor with a soft thud as Sasha's lips brushed against his cheek. The kiss was innocent, but the heat behind it was anything but. Nikita couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to feel Sasha's lips on his mouth, his tongue exploring every inch of his mouth.
Lesha was the last to go, his underwear joining the pile of discarded clothing on the floor. He looked at Sasha and Nikita, his eyes dark with desire. He knew what he wanted, and he was going to take it.
He moved closer to Sasha, his hands on the other man's shoulders as he leaned in for a kiss. Sasha responded eagerly, his hands tangling in Lesha's hair as their tongues danced together. Nikita watched, his own cock hard as he imagined joining them, becoming a part of this passionate, primal moment.
And then, without a word, Nikita moved closer, his hands on Sasha's and Lesha's hips as he pressed his body against theirs. The three of them fit together perfectly, their bodies moving in a rhythm that was both new and familiar. They explored each other's bodies, their hands and mouths leaving trails of fire in their wake.
The game had become something more, something primal and raw. It was a dance of desire and need, a dance that would continue long into the night.
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