You’re gonna squeeze my dick off
“Make sure you’re,” Darren pauses and licks his lips suggestively, “clean tonight.” “What?” I stutter and look up from the salad I’ve been picking at.
He grins.
“Clean. You have a date.”
I gasp, my breath catching in my throat. It’s been a handful of weeks since Darren and I started sleeping together, and we haven’t discussed the gang bang again. Not since the first night. But it sounds like he’s been thinking about it, and maybe even planning it.
“A date?” I ask.
He makes an agreeable noise. “I’ve made some calls.”
“Calls.”
He nods and helps me out of my chair. Darren walks me into the bathroom and pushes back the shower curtain. “Among other things.”
“Other things?”
Darren shoves my pants down, and I step into the shower.
“I’ve met them all, Harry. Don’t worry.” He leans in and kisses the tip of my nose. “You’ll be safe.”
I shiver. In every fantasy I’ve had about the whole gang bang thing, I’ve never once worried about if I’d be safe or not. That’s the whole point of having a fantasy. You’re not supposed to worry about if you’re going to get hurt. That fear doesn’t exist. Unless of course, fearisyour fantasy, but that’s not mine.
At least not with this.
Darren lets himself out of the bathroom and I go about prepping myself the way he means. I knew there was a reason he’d made me a salad for dinner and nothing else. Once I’m satisfied I’m ready, I turn the water off and dry myself. I’m rubbing water out of my hair when I step into the bedroom and see Darren sitting on the edge of the bed.
He’s dressed in jeans and a white shirt, his feet shoved into his standard black Converse sneakers. He watches me pull underwear out of my dresser drawer and then a pair of jeans. Darren stops me before I can step into my underwear, holding his hand out to me. I take it and go to him. Easily, just like everything else has been between us.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asks, rubbing his thumb over the side of my hand.
“Yeah. Areyousure?”
He nods and gives me a reassuring smile. “I don’t mind sharing you sometimes. Let’s get you ready though.”
Darren pulls me closer and guides me onto the bed. “All fours.”
I get in position, my ass exposed to him. He drags a dry finger over my puckered hole and teases my rim. I notice the lube and the silicone plug on the bed for the first time, and Darren opens the lube, drizzling it over my crack. He pushes some into me, and he fucks my ass with two fingers until I’m hard and writhing for him.
Then he uses the plug, and it’s wide and cold as he pushes it into me. Stretches me. Pries me apart for his pleasure. With one flick of his wrist, the plug slips in. My hole seals itself around the narrow base and I’m so full.
I want to come right now, but I also don’t. I want to come later, when I’m covered in other men’s cum and sweat, and my eyes roll back into my head at the thought of it.
He pats the base of the plug and pulls me back so I’m sitting on the bed, then he hands me my underwear.
“Now you can get dressed.”
* * *
Less than an hour later,we’re at this club, Rapture. I’ve heard about it before, but I thought it was a BDSM club, not a sex club. Apparently, they’re down for rando gang bangs in their loft space, which is fine with me. I like that it’s kind of impersonal. It would be weird to have these people at my house or Darren’s. This makes the most sense.
The loft looks like a standard kinky playroom, but there’s a bed in the corner that might as well have my name on it. I survey the room, and Darren tangles our fingers together, standing strong at my side.
“Do you want to meet them first?” he asks.
“Have you met them?”
