Diesel cups his head, his fingers threading through the brown curls, and starts fucking his mouth with the same relentless rhythm as I fuck his ass.
I can tell Micah likes the roughness. I can see it in his face, hear it in his moans.
So I give him more. I lean into him and really drive it home.
My muscles are burning, my heart pumping at double speed, sweat pouring off me, but I don’t let up. That curiosity I’ve always had about what it’s like to have sex with a guy is finally being fed. And goddamn, is it better than I ever imagined.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I hear whispered in my ear.
It’s Hawk, standing behind me, his hand gripping my shoulder.
“Fuck yeah,” I murmur. “So fucking good.”
“Just listen to that hole, man,” he says, his breath hot against my skin. “Hear how it sucks you in? See the way it stretches around your big cock? How did you ever think you were straight, my friend?”
“I have no idea,” I pant, my eyes locked on the spot where Micah and I meet.
“Can I…” Hawk asks, his fingers sliding down my back. “Can I try something, Toby?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Don’t stop fucking him,” Hawk says, his hand cupping my ass. “Keep going, just like this.”
I nod, and then feel his hard, lubed-up cock press against my sweaty ass. He grips my hips and grinds against me, matching my rhythm as I fuck Micah.
“This alright, Toby?”
“Mmhm.”
He keeps grinding, his thick length sliding up and down the cleft between my cheeks. There’s a lot of pressure, a brief stab of pain, and then his head pops in.
I let out a low, guttural sound, and the rhythm of my thrusts falters.
Diesel, still face-fucking Micah, glances at us. “Whoa. Are you two…?”
I nod, overwhelmed by the tsunami of sensations crashing over me.
“You guys wanted to learn tonight,” Hawk grunts, slowly pushing forward. “I’m teaching.”
“How’s that feel, Tobs?” Diesel says, his hand sliding over Micah’s moving throat.
I don’t even know. It hurts. It burns. It feels weird. But at the same time, it doesn’t. Because when the head of Hawk’s cock pushes through, it sparks a sensation unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
The tiger inside me roars.
I push back against Hawk, my ass swallowing more of him as I keep thrusting into Micah. He slides deeper, deeper, until his whole cock is buried inside me.
My mind blanks out. I have no idea what to focus on.
Hawk’s sweaty chest presses against my back, his arm snakes around my torso, and we start moving together, me pumping into Micah while Hawk pounds into me.
But as much as I want this to last, as good as it feels, the double stimulation is too much.
I try to hold back, to fight the wave, but my balls tighten and that familiar tingle races up the shaft of my cock.
Hawk leans close and murmurs, “I’m gonna fuck you so good, Toby.”
“I... I can’t…”
