Gabe kneels behind me, his knees straddling Cal’s legs. He strokes my back and brushes his cock against me, not pushing inside, just letting me know he’s there.
“Are you sure, baby boy?” he asks.
“Yes, Daddy. I…” A fierce thrust from Calvin catches me off guard, and my words devolve into a guttural sound. “I need you both. I want you both. Oh, Daddy, please.”
Gabe reaches around me for the lube. I listen to the squelching noise as he squeezes the bottle.
Calvin stills, and then there’s pressure against my entrance, but it’s Gabe’s finger, not his cock, which pushes inside me. I groan at the added girth, which feels like it’s stretching me to my limits. Yet I still want more. I want them both inside me so bad it almost hurts. I know I have to be patient. Daddy is taking care of me, and I need to let him. Once I’ve adjusted to the sensation of Sir’s cockandDaddy’s finger, Calvin starts to thrust again. His movements are shallow at first but gradually deepen the more I’m able to relax.
“More,” I beg when the first twinge of an orgasm pulses in my groin. “Please, Daddy, give me more.”
He eases another finger inside me. Fuck, I’m so full now I can barely breathe or think. But it’s not enough. Except it has to be, for a little while at least.
“So good,” I gasp. I’ve lost the ability to come up with better words, words that might actually describe how amazing this is. “More, Daddy.”
“Patience, baby boy,” Gabe says.
“I’ll try. I just want you both so bad.”
“I know.” He strokes my lower back as they both make love to me. “But we need to take it slow.”
He adds a third finger. I whimper and gasp. It’s so much, almost too much, yet still not enough.
“Daddy,” I beg. “Please.”
“All right, baby boy.”
“You just wanted me to beg, didn’t you?” I ask around a light laugh.
“Maybe a little.”
My laugh becomes louder, less fragile and more carefree. Fuck, I love these two men so much.
He removes his fingers. I don’t feel empty because Sir is still buried deep inside me, but there’s definitely less pressure and stretch.
Then Gabe presses the head of his cock against my entrance, pushing inside me achingly slowly. I squeeze my eyes tight, panting as I take them both. Gabe’s cock is so much more to take than his three fingers were. There’s a small amount of pain, enough to make me gasp and bite my lip, not enough for me to want Gabe to stop.
“Yellow,” I whisper because I do need him to go slowly.
He strokes my back, pausing, letting me adjust before sliding a little more of his length inside me. He stops again and kisses my neck.
“Are you okay, baby boy?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I open my eyes and stare down at Calvin, hoping he can attest to the fact that Iamokay.
“Our princess is fine,” he says, smiling up at me.
Fuck, he looks radiant.
Bit by bit, Gabe buries his cock inside me until his balls are nestled against my arse. When I’m fully relaxed around them both, they move as one, slowly thrusting back and forth.
“Oh, holy fuck,” I bite out. “That feels so good. You both feel freaking amazing.”
I twist in an attempt to seek out Gabe’s lips. He brings his face to mine, kissing me. Then I flop forward to kiss Calvin. It’s a better position. I’m more relaxed like this. My arse is more open to them both. And fuck, do I love them.
“Fill me with your cum,” I beg before Calvin claims my mouth again.
