Micah reaches out and squeezes my hard cock. “Your turn,” he says in that breathy voice.
Fuck, the heat coming from him. He could light a fire.
I step between his legs, the same spot where Cole was pounding into him moments ago, and line my dick up with his puffy hole. Using the cum leaking out of him as lube, I rub my head over his rim while the others watch.
Micah squirms, the chains clinking. His hands move up and down his abs and thighs, like he doesn’t know what to do with them.
When he can’t take my teasing anymore, he grabs my ass and tries to pull me closer.
“Toby, please... put it in.”
Jesus.My name has never sounded sexier.
“Patience, Micah,” I say, pushing against him a little, testing the resistance. “I feel a little hurt, you know?”
He looks at me through hooded eyes. “What do you mean?”
“That you didn’t trust me enough to tell me about this side of you.”
I push a little harder, the head of my cock breaking through, and we both gasp.
“I was scared,” he pants. “Scared it would change things between us.”
“We’re a team, Micah,” I say, giving him another inch. “Teammates look out for each other.”
“Toby…” he whimpers, his whole body trembling.
I sink into him slowly, watching his hole opening up for me. He’s still insanely tight, even after three other guys have had their turn.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, my fingers digging into his thighs. “We just have some catching up to do, that’s all.”
With a final push, I enter him fully, and holy shit. Nothing has ever felt this good. His scorching hot channel massages me from base to tip, gripping my shaft with a slick, velvet-like pressure.
Micah moans, a broken, needy sound, and looks up at me with those big puppy dog eyes.
Fuck.
How did I not realize how desperate he was for this? How could I miss that we wanted the same thing?
My hands glide over his smooth skin, tracing the outline of his muscles. The body I saw so many times in the locker room, the chest I helped tape up after tough games.
I start to rock into him gently, letting his hole get used to my size.
But the urge to pound him senseless grows stronger, and the rocking turns into thrusting, my hips snapping forward as I chase that perfect friction.
Cole’s cum makes a wet squelching sound with every thrust, and knowing that my friend couldn’t even last two minutes in this ass only fuels me further.
A stream of curses slips from my mouth, and I grip Micah tightly, plunging my cock in and out of him with deep, hard thrusts.
Micah is reduced to a moaning, writhing mess, his hole fluttering and clenching around my dick. His eyes are glassy and unfocused, and the muscles of his thighs flex every time I bottom out.
The guys murmur their approval, egging me on, but their voices are a distant echo. The only thing I can focus on is the incredible feeling of this hot, tight hole sucking me in.
The tiger in me awakens, a feral, primal beast ruled by instinct, free of all restraint. He growls, bares his teeth, and unleashes his hunger.
When Micah gasps from my savage thrusts, Diesel uses the opportunity to slide his cock into his open mouth.
Now he’s stuffed on both ends, a thick, meaty cock sliding in and out of each of his holes.
