“You don’t want to?”
“N-no, I do... I’m just…”
“Is it too much?”
“Fuck, Hawk, I can’t hold back anymore…”
He slams in deep just as my hips jerk forward, and that does it. The rest of the world melts away, and I start to spurt, shooting rope after rope into Micah’s guts.
My body shakes uncontrollably, and the roar that escapes me isn’t a tiger anymore. It’s a dragon. A fierce, mythical beast that’s been sleeping inside me, now awakened by this whirlwind of sensations, fire spewing from its open mouth.
My orgasm sets off a chain reaction.
“Oh, Jesus fuck, you’re squeezing the hell out of me,” Hawk growls behind me, and then I feel his cock twitch inside me, followed by the warmth of his cum filling me up.
Diesel isn’t far behind. He looks at us, jaw tight, and pumps faster and faster until his cock erupts in a fountain of white, spilling into Micah’s open mouth.
Micah can barely handle the double load filling him, his throat muscles convulsing as he struggles to swallow everything Diesel gives him. Cum spills from both ends, a milky-white stream leaking from the seams where Diesel and I are buried inside him. His legs tremble, his toes curl, and his hips jerk as he starts shooting over himself, untouched, like a fountain. He shoots all over his abs, the sticky, pearly fluid pooling in the dips and crevices of his six-pack.
Cole is furiously jacking himself off, his fist a blur. His body quakes, his mouth opens, and with a hoarse shout, he shoots for a second time, his release landing in long ropes across Micah’s heaving chest.
We all moan and gasp and grunt, the sounds echoing through the cavernous space until there’s nothing left to give.
My legs are jelly as Hawk’s spent cock slides from my ass. Diesel withdraws next, a thin strand of saliva connecting his tip with Micah’s lips. Then I pull out, leaving Micah gaping wide, cum dripping from his red, puffy hole onto the leather beneath him.
There’s only Omar left now, standing off to the side. He hasn’t been able to look away the whole time, and though he’s kept his hands off himself, his cock looks ready to burst.
“Don’t you wanna come, too?” Hawk asks him.
Omar doesn’t say a word.
Hawk slaps him on the shoulder. “You know you do, man.”
“Yeah,” he breathes. “Yeah, I do. But it’s too late now, anyway.”
“Hell no,” Micah says, catching his breath. “We’re a team, Omar. We don’t leave anyone behind.”
“Especially our captain,” Diesel grins. “You’re not gay, bro, we all know that. But that doesn’t mean you can’t have some fun. Look at you, dude. Your dick is literally begging for it.”
Omar looks down at his painfully hard erection, then back up at us. “Never in a million years did I think…”
“Fuck me, Omar,” Micah interrupts. “Dump that load deep inside of me.”
“Jesus, you’re insatiable,” Diesel says, wiping the sweat from his brow.
Micah gives a tired grin. His whole body glistens with sweat and cum, his voice hoarse from all the moaning, yet he still manages a shrug and says, “What can I say? You guys brought out the beast in me tonight.”
Omar takes my spot between Micah’s legs, his brown eyes scanning his teammate’s flushed, cum-stained body. Then he grabs Micah’s ankles, spreads his legs wide, and plunges his cock deep into his loose hole.
That grin on Micah’s face gets wiped right off.
Omar drives into him with an intense, animalistic fury from the get-go. No holding back. No testing the waters. Just straight-up pounding. Using all the cum we left inside Micah as lube, his heavy balls smack against Micah’s ass, his dark skin a stark contrast to the pale body beneath him.
Micah is helpless to do anything but take it. He hangs there, his hands clutching the chains, his body rocked by the force of Omar’s powerful thrusts.
I’m getting worked up again just from watching it.
“Oh god... oh god...” Micah chokes, his cock springing back to life.
