Colt’s pleasure-pained moan interrupts Wick’s warning. “Fuuuck, split me in two, Daddy.”
I laugh, and Colt’s eyes fly open along with his mouth, and I still my hips as he accommodates me.
“Está bueno? Are you okay?” I ask, worried for his body.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” he pants out, rolling his hips in time with mine. “Oh God. If Wick hadn’t stretched me out earlier, I might be giving you a different answer, but…fuuuuck. How dare you walk around with a cock like that, sir.How very dare you.”
Meanwhile, his tight heat, huge ass, and powerful hips have thrown me into a different universe entirely. “How can you say that when you’ve just nearly given me a heart attack with your perfect fucking ass.” Reaching out, I smack Wick’s arm. “You didn’t tell me about his perfect ass. You’ve been holding out.”
Wick, completely unrepentant, grins up at Colt. “Do the thing.”
Colt winks at him, and then…
“Jesucristo, por el amor de Dios.Qué estás haciendo conmigo?”
Curses and blessings fall out of my mouth as Colt pulses the ring of muscle that surrounds his hole. I glare at Wick.
“You selfishasshole. We could have been sharing him this whole time.”
Wick looks up at Colt. “Do you like being shared?”
Still rolling and pulsing, he points at his very erect, very hard cock. “Ilovebeing shared.”
Wick takes the hint and leans in, teasing Colt’s head as he undulates his hips, riding me like I’ve never had it before.
“This might take me a minute. I came so hard earlier,” I say, happy that I’ve spent a couple of loads already and can savor him, revel in his weight on me.
“Works for me,” Colt says, playing with his nipples, whining as Wick continues to bob up and down on his cock. “I don't want to be anywhere else.”
Colt starts to go, and Wick and I slow down in concert, wanting to stave off his orgasm. Colt pouts when Wick pulls off him completely, then forgives him when Wick settles in behind him, straddling my legs as he spreads Colt’s cheeks, licking him where Colt and I are joined.
Wick sits up and catches my eye over Colt’s shoulder. I know exactly where he’s going with that look. Grabbing the lube, I nearly drop it when Colt sends another wave of strong pulses around my cock. Gathering myself, I hand the bottle to Wick. He opens the bottle, and a few seconds later, I can feel his lubed-up fingers tickling around Colt’s hole.
Colt moans as Wick adds a finger, carefully working it into Colt in time with my thrusts.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Colt says, looking pained. “More fingers.”
He adds another finger, and God, it's so tight that my eyes roll into the back of my head.
Warwick places a hand around Colt’s neck, leans down, and whispers, “Unless you don’t want me to, I’m about to make you a double-stuffed Oreo.”
He groans, thrusting back against me. “I want. Isowant.”
Warwick rolls on a condom, adding a lot more lube.
Colt looks back over his shoulder. “I need you both inside me so bad.”
Since Colt is already riding me, all he has to do is lean forward a bit more, and Warwick takes advantage. Having prepared Colt with his fingers, Wick takes himself in hand and pushes the head of his cock through the ring of muscle, and I feel it. It's so fucking tight, and Colt stills, panting and working his way through it.
“You okay, Colt? We can stop this at any time. This is intense.”
He shakes his head. “I need it. Fuck me, Wick.”
The muscle starts to give a few moments later, and Wick pushes forward a bit more. He adds more lube, easing the way for both of us. It takes all three of us a moment to figure out a rhythm, but once we do, it's as if I'm fucking Colt while frotting Warwick.
Absolute heaven.
Wick and I have only ever DP’d a woman, so we’ve never shared a hole before. Clearly a mistake.
