Taggart
What had started out as him wanting to make Soren laugh became a frantic need to get to taste after Soren laid his lips on Taggart’s. His were softer than Arlo’s, his body so slight Taggart wouldn’t have considered before today he’d have found that attractive or a turn-on when he normally liked men built like Arlo. Not having to choose made a world of difference, and feeling all the soft curves and delicate skin was like stroking a flower petal, left Taggart desperate to touch—everywhere.
They rolled over the beanbags, Soren seemingly as keen as Taggart. He heard moans and groans and wasn’t sure if some were Arlo’s as they were grumblier. He hoped that the sight of him and Soren would get Arlo to join them.
Taggart’s blood pumped hotter at the thought of how they would all three look together—naked.
“Daddy,” he moaned when a huge hand stroked over his ass and tugged down his jeans and boxers. His cock freed, Soren’stiny fingers wrapped around the mushroom head and squeezed lightly, fingers moving up, exploring his slit before Soren stopped kissing to suck his fingers in between kiss-swollen lips.
“So sexy,” Arlo rumbled from the side lines, dropping Taggart’s clothes to help Soren remove his. The bulge he sported said exactly how much he was enjoying the show. “Do you like how he tastes?”
Soren whimpered, his fingers popping free and going straight back to Taggart’s weeping cock to swipe up more pre-cum before heading back to those kissable lips. “Yes,” he mumbled around his fingers.
Taggart’s cock throbbed at how he wanted Soren to lick at him the same way. His eyes begged for what he wanted, and he aimed them at Arlo, knowing he’d know how to get Taggart what he needed.
“Soren, wriggle around so that Taggart can suck your pretty cock and you can suck his. Let Daddy see how gorgeous you both look, stuffed full of each other.”
The dirty talk got a moan from both men, who switched to roll onto their sides facing each other’s groins. Taggart’s dick was thicker but slightly shorter than Soren’s, which was thin and long.
Taggart was back to the begging look at Arlo, thinking how wonderful it would feel to have both cocks inside his super sensitive mouth, stretching it wide.
Arlo’s grin was sexy as all heck, even though he shook his head at the silent question. “Daddy has other plans.”
Soren, who had inched closer, glanced up at Arlo with raised brows. “Taggart is projecting how much he wants to suck both our cocks together. But for now, I have something else in mind when you two claim each other the same way Taggart claimed me.”
“I bit his cock,” Taggart confessed excitedly, his mouth watering at doing that to Soren while he did it to him. Pre-cum slid over the cock so close to Taggart’s face it was all the invitation Taggart needed. Lips parting, he poked out his tongue and lapped up the pre-cum, getting his first taste. Sweeter than Arlo, though just as tasty, Taggart opened his throat and sucked deep, groaning his approval as it slid down his throat easily.
“Ohhhh… oohhhhh myyyy…” became more garbled as Taggart’s cock got sucked into a heavenly cavern of wetness, a tongue laving at the head, then wiggling into his slit with enthusiasm, making Taggart fidget at how fast the urge to come was.
Soren made slurping noises as loud as Taggart, fueling his need, then a slippery finger slid down the crack of his ass, teasing his quivering hole. “Let Daddy in.”
Lordy, he hoped Arlo was doing the same thing to Soren. That would be so hot.
His eyes screwed shut, visualizing what they all looked like.
“That’s it, my beautiful boys. Bite those cocks for Daddy.”
Taggart’s teeth sharpened and without thought he bit Soren’s cock as he spurted down his throat when Arlo’s thick finger caused a delicious burn it slid deep, then twisted before withdrawing scraping at the sensitive wall of muscle, touching his sweet spot on every thrust.
Fuck, he was in heaven. Then teeth bit him, and Taggart howled inside his mind, floating in the utter bliss as once more his cells adjusted, and his soul made room for Soren beside Arlo.
How had he gotten so lucky?
Chapter Six
Soren
Moving?
How was that supposed to work again?
Soren couldn’t even remember how to lick the blood and cum from his lips. His mind was swirling as it opened to Taggart, allowing him to feel a sliver of the pleasure the other man was still basking in. It was an echo of his own. Soren realized something in that moment. Not only could he feel what Taggartwas feeling, but he could hear his fractured thoughts as he came down from the high they’d shared.
He was already begging for more. Begging Arlo to replace the finger he was slowly stroking in and out of him with the thick cock Soren had glimpsed an outline of through Arlo’s jeans.
Arlington.
Daddy.It had slipped out earlier, but with the tickles he’d not worried about it. Would he be allowed to call Arlington that, too?
