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Darcy closer.
    Sam chuckled. “We never spied on one another under the mistletoe.”
    Garrett took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He knew exactly where these two placed the mistletoe—over the sofa in the living room. He felt certain the strategic place where it had been placed wasn’t by accident.
    A sudden frown replaced the satisfying gleam on Darcy’s face.
    With understanding, she crawled up on the bed and began to study her hands as if her transparent form saw manicured nails or something on her fingertips.

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    Logan jumped from the bed and tugged gently at Sam’s cock.
    “Then, what are you waiting for?”
    “Mistletoe.” Sam sneered.
    “Oh baby, I’ve got your mistletoe right here.” He fisted his cock and wiggled it in Sam’s direction before quickly added, “And I have plenty of it to go around.”

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    Addison Avery

Chapter 4
    The men walked into the living room proud and anxious. Garrett felt more assertive, more confident of the new sexuality he’d discovered. They all realized Darcy kept her word and in all the years Garrett had known her, he’d never known her to break it. She didn’t go back on a promise.
    Logan led them to the sofa bed he’d made for Garrett, where he’d slept the night before. Garrett had a feeling he wouldn’t sleep at all now. Logan waltzed over to the large Christmas tree and plugged in the lights. It lit up the room with a romantic holiday feel but the sensuality of the mood found there dimmed in its refusal to remain soft like a well orchestrated ballad. Need prevailed.
    Sam’s hunger pangs were obvious, his hard-on stout with desire.
    The pre-cum glowed, not just glistened, in the white and red lights bouncing from the ornaments and greenery.
    Sam turned to Garrett and watched him. He looked down at his cock, swiped his luscious tongue across his lower lip and then pleaded with him by body language alone. He took his thick dick into his palm and began a hand job on his own before he reached for Garrett. Once Logan wrapped his hand around Sam’s dick, Garrett allowed them to take over.
    Logan moved closer to Garrett in an instant. His excitement and enthusiasm seemingly seeped between them as his erection forced some measure of separation between bodies. They all kissed as they knelt on the couch, one by one. Tongues dueled, and they fought for control over the kiss and yet no one lost, no one won.

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    Their dicks erect and ready, Logan shifted his weight and Garrett realized the incredible opportunity unfolding before him. He was going to fuck and be fucked. He almost came before he had time to grasp the concept.
    Logan wanted oral sex first but Garrett refused him. Sam slid his finger down the crack of Garrett’s ass and then dipped inside for a little temptation. By the groan leaving Sam’s lungs, he wasn’t sure who enjoyed it more.
    Sam slipped his tip between Garrett’s cheeks and instructed him to do the same. “Logan’s tight little ass is hard to beat but a virgin ass, sweet baby, this is all my pleasure.” He pressed his finger in front of his cock, wiggling it through his channel as Garrett yelped in pain.
    “Oh yeah, it’s going to hurt good,” he hissed.
    “Damn good.” Logan agreed as he swirled his butt in a clockwise fashion. “Now give me that big dick, Garrett. I need you to fuck me.”
    “He’s tense. Maybe he needs something to loosen him up.”
    Garrett felt his butt cheeks clench because he understood what Sam meant. Before he warned him, the first of three deliciously hot smacks came down against his skin.
    “Shit!” He bucked against the sting and loved every one of them.
    “My baby boy, your sweet ass is something else. Logan, you’ll have to see this. His amateur-tight ass is so fucking tight, it’s almost like slapping’ at a damn hard surface. Ah but it does still have a rose color to it”. He bit at his cheeks and then slid his tongue over the place his palm print