Jace’s hand settles between my pecs as he gives me a similar, inquisitive look. I nod my head again, and his fingertips drift to a nipple, gently brushing back and forth over the pink skin.
“Beautiful,” Blake murmurs as his finger grazes over the other one.
The semi that’d been threatening to grow since those first kisses becomes a full-fledged boner as I watch two gorgeous men pluck and tug my nipples, teasing them to hardened peaks as my cock fills.
Jace’s tongue swipes over his bottom lip as his eyes travel down my body. “I think we’re making his dick hard.”
Blake cups my bulge, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I think you’re right. Should I take it out?”
I screamyesin my mind, but for reasons I don’t fully understand, I stay still and let them talk about me as if I’m not here.
“Not yet.” Jace’s free hand kneads my ass. “Once we pull his pretty cock out I’ll probably want to suck on it, and I don’t want to rush.”
The image conjured by that statement has a desperate moan seeping from my parted lips.
“I think he’d like that,” Blake says as he massages my shaft.
“Sounds that way. Lie back.” Jace steps forward, forcing me to fall back on the bed.
Both men follow me, urging me to scoot until we’re all sprawled sideways on the mattress, me on my back and them propped on their sides facing me.
I inhale sharply and close my eyes as two sets of fingers dance up my stomach, over my chest, down my arms—mapping the peaks and contours of my body. Goosebumps rise in their wake as their light touch chills my skin while heating my core.
“Relax,” a deep voice whispers in my ear, though before I can comply, a tongue flicks over my nipple, causing a needy whimper to pass through my lips.
“Fuck, I like that sound.” Jace—I think—kneads my pec in his palm as he gives instructions. “Make him do it again.”
The tongue finds my nipple once more, though this time it swirls around once, twice, before a hot, wet mouth covers me, sucking me into its depths.
Too overwhelmed for words, I moan and sigh, occasionally crying out as teeth and tongues and hands roam reverently over my body, leaving no part untouched. From sensual caresses to teasing strokes, I have never been so thoroughly explored, and with my eyes closed, I can almost let myself believe that it’s not taboo. That this is perfectly normal. Until both my nipples are swallowed by needy mouths, or Ifeel a tongue on my nipple while a second one strokes against mine, stealing all sounds of pleasure before they can pass my lips.
If I concentrate—or try to think logically—I could probably tell who is doing what. But I don’t want to think,I want to feel. So, I keep my eyes pressed shut and accept all the attention they’re willing to give, reveling in the state of bliss they’ve brought me to.
Sometimes they move in sync, their movements softly seductive, other times they mix it up, one touching me worshipfully while the other is demanding. The dueling sensations push my arousal to the brink without ever letting me fall over the precipice. A persistent hum of pleasure courses through me as I hover in a suspended euphoria.
Eventually, I register cool air hitting my cock—my pants must have come off while I was lost in the fog of bliss—and a hand wraps around my shaft. Then a warm tongue slides over my slit, flicking seductively back and forth while the steady grip strokes my length.
My hips buck as hoarse whispers drift through the otherwise silent room.
“Is he leaking?”
“So much.”
“Does he taste as good as you remember?”
“Better. Like fucking heaven.”The tongue swipes over me again, and my pelvis arches upward, shamelessly straining for more.
I open my eyes in time to see Blake pulling his tongue back inside his mouth as Jace leans forward and closes his lips over my crown, sucking it leisurely into his hot, wet mouth. My hips lurch again, but Blake pins them down so Jace can keep his mouth on me, the two of them working together to fuel my desire. Then they shift so Blake is the one sucking while Jace watches, rapt, as if witnessing my cock sliding between Blake’s lips is just as hot as doing it himself.
Their heads are so close together it’s almost hard to see who’s doing what, and I’m not entirely sure they aren’t both licking me at the same time. My lust-addled body doesn’t much care, as long as they don’t stop, though my brain—which finally seems to have come over to the dark side—wonders how close they are to kissing down there, and is embarrassingly intrigued by the idea.
The squelch of lube snaps me out of that particular fantasy and deposits me into a reality that’s both better and worse. Now I can feel suction my balls, and pressure on my hole, only I can’t see it since I’ve got one leg over Jace’s shoulder and the other over Blake’s. I’m pretty sure they’re passing my nuts back and forth with their tongues while they’ve each got a finger inside me, andI can’t fucking see it.
I squirm to get a better view, and each of them puts a hand on my hip to hold me in place while they whisper back and forth.
“Think he’s close?”A finger pumps my channel.
“His balls are pretty full.”One is sucked into a hot mouth.
