“I don’t need one that big,” I said, not able to control the random thoughts from flying out of my mouth. I moaned. Fallon probably wasn’t longer than Cillian, but he was thick and solid and his cockhead was wider.
“You like that?” he said, waving his dick around. There was the sound of a slap, and Fallon let out a yelp and glared over his shoulder, but I couldn’t look away from his long, proud dick, especially when he slid the condom down his flesh. He grinned at me as he dribbled lube on his tip, and I reached down between us, wanting to feel him. Cillian grunted as I shifted my weight, but to his credit his arms never so much as trembled. I stroked the lube down Fallon’s length.
“Rowen, Cillian, and I got tested together. Maybe we could go again so we don’t have to wonder or worry.”
Fallon nodded and bit his lip, rocking up on tiptoe to allow me to stroke him more easily without knocking Cillian off-balance. I let go of Fallon as his cheeks flushed. Immediately he crowded closer, his curvy pink lips back on mine.
“Be careful with him,” Rowen snapped from somewhere close by.
“Shut it,” Cillian said, but his tone was mild. “Let them get on with it. I want to see Vail come this way.”
I buried my fingers in Fallon’s hair as he kissed up the side of my neck. I tilted my head and urged him higher with my grip, guiding him more than Rowen or Cillian ever would have let me. I stopped and panted when he found a spot on my neck that seemed to be connected directly to the root of my dick. The muscles in my groin flexed and I moaned as precum dribbled from me, hot and distracting. The tip of his dick touched my hole, and Fallon said quietly, “Do it.”
Confusion swept me, but all at once Cillian let me drop several inches toward the floor and my weight skewered me on Fallon’s fat dick. I whined at the sensation of being stuffed full, and Fallon whimpered against my skin, hiding secret kisses next to the hollow of my throat.
Fallon didn’t fuck me so much as Cillian lifted me like he was doing sets at the gym and dropped me down onto Fallon. It was almost like Cillian was fucking me with Fallon’s dick. We’d done this many times with toys, and the strange sensation I wasn’t actually being wrecked by Fallon, just played with by Cillian, made this all dirtier somehow—in a good way. Excitement jumped in my stomach and my dick kicked up to smack my abs as a throb of pleasure had me biting the inside of my cheek.
Nodding, I couldn’t stop myself from trying to flex my abs like I was getting fucked flat on my back because I wanted—“More, faster, oh more,” I murmured.
Cillian bit my earlobe until it stung. “Ye get what we give ye, firebug,” he growled out.
I nodded.
Fallon’s chest was a wide playground and I busily mapped it, stopping to go back to his nipples over and over again. They were a deep, ruddy pink, and I loved the way they peaked as I plucked them. I leaned forward and sucked one, and he stilled, shivering all over with his dick buried in my ass. And then I could tell he was finished because he wrapped his arms around my waist to keep Cillian from lifting me up and jammed himself closer to me. Cillian grunted as Fallon rocked up hard to meet my body being lowered.
I was almost to my breaking point. I’d gotten good at relaxing my asshole, but a twinge of pain had me closing my eyes tight. Fallon locked his arms around me and hammered fast, his dick drilling in and out of my hole. When I finally opened my eyes and gasped for air, his face had gone red all the way to his hairline.
“That was quick,” Aspen said from somewhere behind Fallon in his low, steady voice that always gave me shivers in my stomach. “Good, get out of my way.”
“Don’t fucking ruin this for me,” Fallon said, glaring over his shoulder at Aspen. I played with his soft hair, brushing a few sweaty strands off his face. My dick throbbed and need had me wriggling on him.
Aspen only laughed, and he was joined by Cillian. “You said you weren’t going to last and you proved yourself right. Now get out of the way so a real man can satisfy the boy.”
Flushing, I slipped a hand down to stroke over my dick. My toes flexed as pleasure twisted quickly into my groin. I wasn’t anywhere close to coming yet, but it all felt so good. “Are you okay back there?” I asked Cillian.
“Don’t feckin’ insult me. I could hold ye forever.” He had me laughing when he dropped a noisy kiss on my ear. Fallon pumped his hips without pulling out, narrowing his eyes as he glanced over his shoulder again.
“Don’t be jealous, Fallon,” I whispered. “You’re making me feel good.”
“ ’m not,” he mumbled, but his cheeks pinked up in a way I’d never quite seen.
“You don’t get out of the way and I’m going to fuckyou,” Aspen said, leaning forward to speak quietly into Fallon’s ear. Excitement pelted me and I moaned. Fallon’s eyes slipped closed.
“Wonder what that would feel like,” I said on a sigh. Fallon’s eyes snapped open. “I don’t know that he’d mind.”
Fallon frantically shook his head and hissed as he eased free of my ass. He stood back, and his bottom lip stuck out as he peeled the condom off. He was still hard, and I squirmed because I would love to have that back inside me, but Aspen opened his suit pants as he stared over my shoulder at Cillian.
“He any good?” Aspen asked, and the corner of his mouth turned up.
“Oh aye,” Cillian whispered back. I almost felt like I was ruining an intimate moment between them when Aspen leaned forward and kissed me. I sighed against his mouth, and Cillian’s hands tightened on my thighs.
Unlike Fallon, who kissed like he was leaving for war, or Rowen, who gave me shy, lingering pecks that slowly transformed into something deeper, or Cillian, who bit at my lips and mauled me....
Aspen kissed like a conversation.
He pressed his mouth softly to mine, and gradually his lips firmed. He sucked at my top lip and teased against the seam of my mouth. When I finally opened for him, he didn’t thrust in to take me over, but teased until I brushed my tongue against his. My dick throbbed at the electric connection of our spit-slick lips slipping on each other, and I danced my fingers along his strong jaw.
Aspen leaned back and smiled at me as if he’d never seen me before, and my heart tried to pound out of my chest. “Oh,” I murmured, and he laughed.
