“Yes.”
“Can you take more?”
“More?” I squeak, raising my eyebrows.
“It’s almost your turn to come,” Calvin growls into my ear.
“Yes, please.”
“It’s Daddy’s turn to fuck you, and you’re both going to come together.”
I shiver at the thought. “Now? Here?”
“In the shower.” Cal nips at my jaw.
Somehow he lifts me as he gets to his feet and carries me into the shower like he did the last time I was here. Gabe follows us, holding the bottle of lube Calvin used before. He turns the shower on, pulls my thong off my legs, and strokes his cock as the jet of water heats up. He’s hard again now, and fuck, does his cock look glorious. I’m glad he’s going second, though, because my arse is a little sore from the pounding Calvin gave me. One thing’s for sure. I won’t need any more warming up.
Briefly, Calvin sets me back on my feet. Then he hooks his arms under my armpits, clasping his hands in front of my chest. Gabe grabs my knees and lifts, pulling my arse onto his cock. He moves his hands to my arse cheeks, spreading them wide and squeezing them tight as he snaps his hips into me. Calvin shifts his grip on me so one hand is stroking my cock. A little off-balance, I reach back and cling on to his neck. The fingers of his other hand brush across my lips and then push inside my mouth.
“Suck, princess,” he says. “Suck it like you’d suck my cock.”
Unable to speak, I moan around his fingers and then suck and lick for all I’m worth. Every so often, he moves his fingers away. I guess to give me a chance to speak and use my safe words if I need to. I don’t need to. I chase his fingers like a hungry child, desperate for more, only satisfied once they’re in my mouth again and I’m sucking them hard.
Gabe is fucking me.
Cal is stroking me off.
I’m sucking his fingers.
Oh, fuck.
I really am floating now.
My cock bounces against my stomach. Water pours down on me from above. Calvin’s heart beats fiercely against my back, and I… I am theirs.
“Are you ready to come, princess?” Calvin asks, popping his fingers out of my mouth.
“Yes,” I whisper. My throat is hoarse from all the groaning, moaning, and gasping I’ve done over the last… however long since I started to suck Gabe’s cock earlier in the evening.
“Come for Daddy,” Gabe says as he shudders and pumps his cum inside me. I let myself orgasm, my release hitting me like a ten-ton truck. My cock jerks several times, spurting cum over my stomach and chest. The water rinses it away instantly, but it can’t wash away the emotions that crash into me all at once. My body shakes violently in my lovers’ arms. For a moment, I’m right at the top of the highest peak on a roller coaster. Then I hurtle down the other side into suffocating darkness. I sob as my emotions drop like a stone into the deepest, darkest well.
Gabe and Calvin bring me down to the floor and hold me and kiss me, rubbing my back and shoulders comfortingly.
“We’ve got you, baby boy,” Gabe says.
“You were so good, princess,” Calvin says. “So good for us both.”
“Did I make you happy?” I ask between ugly sobs. “Did I make you proud?”
“Oh, yes, baby boy. We couldn’t be happier.”
I cling on to them both, burying my face against Gabe’s chest while Calvin presses against my chest.
“I had so much fun,” I whimper. “I loved every second.”
“I know, princess,” Calvin says.
“It’s okay,” Gabe whispers. “You’ll be okay.”
