“Deacon? Will you fuck Evan’s gorgeous ass until I’m covered in his sweet cum?”
Deacon’s warmth covers my back. He’s hovering, the fabric of his loose shirt grazing my skin. “Is that what you want, Evan?”
“Yeah. Yes.”
Cool, lubed fingers glide inside me, mapping me until he finds the spot that causes me to let out a throaty moan and arch my back and present my ass.
“Are you sure? Is this okay?” I hear my roommate ask.
God, this is our first time. And we’re doing it on top of Isaac.
“I don’t know,” I breathe. “Is it?”
“I want this,” Deacon says, and I assume he means my hole.
“Okay,” I breathe. “Okay.”
After a condom packet rips open and a few heated seconds pass where I try to get control of my breathing, he enters me slowly, stuffing me inch by thick inch, a low humming noise coming from him as he moves deeper and deeper.
The cool condom quickly heats as he drags himself in and out, going a little further with each slow stroke. I clench for him, matching his pace. My eyes close at the sensation of being stretched wide again. “Fuck.”
“Does it feel good, baby?” Isaac checks in.
Fuck, yeah, it does. “Feels so good.”
“Do you want me to hold your cock?”
“Yes,” I say. “Yes, yes, yes.” That sounds amazing. This is fucking amazing.
Isaac closes his hand around my dick, and while Deacon fucks me, I thrust into Isaac’s fist. I guess Samuel had a good point about the whole front side back side thing. If I manage to calm down enough to come, I don’t know what it’s going to do to me.
I push up onto my elbows and find Isaac’s gaze on mine.
“That’s right, baby,” he says. “Eyes on me. I’ve got you.”
Fuck, that’s hot. I do as he says, staring down at him until Deacon’s strong arms move into my periphery. His mouth meets the nape of my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.
His hips twist and shift and thrust, faster now with tight, sure strokes.
Isaac lifts his head to capture my lips with his. Our tongues tangle in a mindless kiss that goes on and on as the lower half of my body gets used for all its worth.
The sexy kiss is what changes me, allowing me to leave every anxiety or second guess behind. I start to fuck Deacon back. My body moves like it’s meant to, receiving my hot roommate exactly the way I’ve wanted him so much for all these months.“More,” I whisper to Isaac before sinking my mouth onto his again.
His tongue strokes deep, and his grip tightens on my cock, giving me the pressure I need to push through. Deacon’s mouth moves into my hair, and his breaths become hot gusts that push me tumbling over the edge.
I break the kiss with Isaac, crying out as my ass muscles contract in waves around Deacon’s driving cock. My dick erupts with what feels like an unreal amount of cum. Isaac’s hand is instantly slick with it, and he uses it to jerk more and more out onto his shirt.
“I’m coming,” Deacon says. “Fucking coming…Evan, yourass…uunhhh…” His breath catches, his hips jolt, and his cock throbs deep within me. I drop my weight onto Isaac and let Deacon ride it out. He uses my ass to empty himself with an endless groan of pleasure. It feels so unbelievably good. Probably my second favorite part of sex. For someone concerned about his topping skills, I can safely say, Deacon has nothing to worry about. His arms shake, but he keeps himself from collapsing.
“Please be okay, baby,” Isaac whispers in my ear.
I nod, braindead and gasping.
“Did we take good care of you?”
“Mm…”
“You were perfect. Beautiful boy.”
