I swallow and give the only answer I can.
“I’m up for anything.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, Hawk slaps my ass and starts thrusting again, the sling rocking back and forth beneath me.
The guys gather closer around us, and I hear their sharp intake of breath as they watch the full length of Hawk’s massive cock disappearing in and out of my slick hole.
It’s a lot to process. The sensation of Hawk fucking me, the weight of the guys’ stares, the knowledge that they came here specifically to learn, whatever the hell that means. But I try not to overthink it and let the sensations wash over me, taking me back to that place of pure bliss.
“Damn,” Diesel mutters. “Aren’t you a needy one, Micah? Who knew.”
“Yeah,” Hawk pants between thrusts. “Your friend here really knows how to... ahh... take a cock.”
“Look at that face, man. He’s in heaven.”
“Fucking beautiful, isn’t it?” Hawk grunts.
“It is,” Diesel says, and when I look at him, I see he’s stroking himself, the tip of his big cock appearing and disappearing in his fist.
Sweet Jesus.What a sight.
My mouth waters, and before I can think better of it, I hear myself say, “I’d take yours too.”
There’s a collective intake of breath, and Diesel meets my gaze.
“You would, huh?”
I swallow and nod.
“Christ, Micah. You’re really something else.”
Hawk gives a last hard thrust, then pulls out, leaving a void inside me. My hole clenches, desperate to be filled again, and I feel his precum dripping down my crack.
“Have at it, then, big boy,” he says. “Don’t keep the guy waiting.”
Diesel blinks at him. “Hey man, I don’t want to steal your thunder.”
Hawk lets out a sharp laugh. “Steal? Please. We’re in Lumen. I like watching him get what he needs. And you’ve been staring at his hole for the past ten minutes. So go ahead and give him what he’s been waiting for.”
A gleam appears in Diesel’s eyes that I know from the field, right before he makes a big play.
The next thing I know, his big, powerful hands are gripping the leather straps around my ankles, and the tip of his cock presses against my sloppy, used hole.
I stare up at him, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. My teammate, this blond, ripped linebacker, the one every girl is crushing on, is about to enter me.
“Is this weird?” Diesel says with a grin, pressing the head in just a little. “Are we crossing a line here, Micah?”
The feeling is different from Hawk’s. The burn returns right away, almost as intense as the beginning, like this new cock has to carve its own path inside me.
“Yeah,” I breathe, the pressure building. “We’re definitely crossing a line here.”
Diesel smirks, pushing in a little deeper. “I guess we’ve already crossed a couple of lines tonight. So what’s one more, right?”
My hole stretches slowly around his thickness, the burn climbing up my spine. I grip the chains on either side of me, bracing for the final push, and feel the beads of sweat trickle down my temples.
“I love crossing some lines,” I pant. “And this... is... oh fuck, aah—this is a great one to cross.”
“You’re a naughty one, Micah. A very naughty one.”
