“Good.” He moved enough he could bend over and kiss me, then straightened. “As you were, then.” He repositioned my head so Evan’s cock brushed my cheek.
Having Evan’s cock in my mouth while they kissed above me was a kind of rush I’d never experienced. Before Evan, I’d never considered sex with more than one person at a time. Before Alan, I’d never done it. Before tonight, I’d never imagined not being in some kind of control over it.
My cock twitched as Evan shifted, pushing his cock deeper into my throat. They were so busy kissing, neither of them would probably notice if I did something about it, so I gripped my dick and stroked.
“Ah-ah,” Alan said, tugging my curls. “Not yet, darling.”
Evan pulled his cock out of my mouth and stepped back.
“On the bed,” Alan instructed.
Not sure if he was talking to me or Evan, I looked up at him.
His face from down here was a picture of stern beauty. He was motioning to Evan to lie on his back on the bed so I stayed where I was, my ass resting on my heels, curious to see where this went. I got the feeling he wasn’t readying Evan for his usual spot between us, and since Alan was never the middle man, that only left me.
Again, my cock twitched as blood pounded in my ears and my heart rate shot up.
“I want you come up here and suck his cock, darling,” Alan said, patting the bed between Evan’s legs.
Evan was propped against the headboard, watching me with bright eyes, lightly stroking his cock and playing with his balls. It was clear that by complying, I would be on my knees, head down, ass up, between them.
I nodded and got to my feet but Alan stopped me as I reached the side of the bed, cupping my face and gazing into my eyes.
“To be clear, I am going to fuck you. So you know.”
Again, I nodded, had to swallow before I could speak, but agreed. “I got that,” I said.
“And he’s going to watch.”
“Yes.” I took a deep breath and let it out, leaning so my forehead touched Alan’s. “I’m ready for this.”
It had been a year since he’d said he would, since he’d implied that I needed a good reaming, and I was more than ready. While I hadn’t expected to be sucking Evan’s dick when it finally happened, I was realizing that it hadn’t been me Alan was waiting for.
I looked over at Evan, who had stopped stroking himself and had softened to half-hard. He was watching us, eyes big, expression interested, but patient, his bodystill.
Evan was lying there, calm and waiting, but it was the stillness that caught my attention. He was only still when he was asleep or fully focused on what was happening.
“Shit.” I crawled onto the bed between his legs but instead of going for his cock, I leaned in for a kiss.
This wasn’t the usual, me hovering over him, domineering and pressing him into the mattress. This was me supplicating, and him accepting. He ran his hands up my arms, one into my hair, holding me in the kiss, the other snaking down along my collarbone and over my pecs.
I gasped into the kiss when he tweaked a nipple, and again when Alan caressed my ass, fingers gliding down my crack and over my hole.
I expected it to be Alan who eventually guided my head down to Evan’s cock. Evan never presumed, never suggested, even by a gesture, I should do anything I didn’t personally choose to do, so I was surprised when his hand on my chest moved to grip my shoulder and put pressure on me to move lower.
For half a breath, I resisted, and he pulled out of the kiss to look into my eyes. “Suck me, Pere,” he said softly, pushing at my shoulder again.
I gulped but nodded, moving my mouth down his jaw and along his throat.
He allowed that for a moment, sighing when I sucked a bit of skin between my teeth.
But then, “Lower.” And this time, there was no suggestion or patience, just demand, and more pressure for me to move.
I did as I was told, shifting, lifting my ass higher to get my mouth on him, and shivering when Alan’s fingers at my hole applied more pressure too.
I’d loosened myself some in the shower, so it didn’t take much for the tip of his finger to slip inside me as I licked at the head of Evan’s cock, once more hard and eager for my attention.
Evan’s fingers in my hair tightened as I closed my lips around his tip.
