Julien licked at him again, the flat of his tongue sparkling more nerves.
“F–fuck,”Luis moaned.
“How does he taste?” Karim asked. His hands tightened on Luis’s wrists when he jerked again, and Luis groaned at feeling himself held so tight.
A rumble came from Julien that Luisfelt. He made another sound, unable to keep still.
“You know, I was thinking…” Karim mused. He moved Luis’s hands together and then held his wrists in just one hand. “Maybe I should have him first.”
Julien paused, lifting his head. Luis took the opportunity to try and catch his breath.
“Oh?”
“I just mean, when you’re finished with him, he won’t be able to move,” Karim said with a grin. “Makes sense if I go first.”
There was a chuckle. “And it has nothing to do with your impatience, I’m sure.”
“Nope, it’s pure logic,” Karim said.
Julien considered it. “I’m fine with that if Luis is.”
Both sets of eyes turned to him and Luis’s cheeks burned. “Yeah, um, fine with me.”
Then Julien’s head was dipping back down, his tongue going back to its work. Luis moaned.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Karim asked. His free hand caressed Luis’s hair, then down to his chest. The pad of one finger brushed over Luis’s nipples and he cried out. “I love how sensitive you are.”
The pleasure gathered like water behind a dam after that. Julien was relentless between his legs, teasing his rim before eventually tonguing deeper. Karim’s hand trailed up and down his chest, finding every point of sensitivity before coming back to play with his nipples.
He could do nothing but moan and squirm between them as he was taken apart from both ends.
“Open him up real nice for me,” Karim said, and Luis had to shut his eyes against what those words did to him. His cock was a constant leak now, dripping sticky strings of precome against his belly.
Eventually he did hear the click of the lubricant cap and then there was a finger inside him, then two. Julien took his time, didn’t rush. The burn of penetration was barely present with how slow he took it.
Luis was so turned on he felt out of his mind. Like he might come just like this.
“Doing so well,” Karim said. There was a rumbling from Julien.
“Fuck,” Luis groaned and Karim chuckled. He plucked at one nipple and it felt like it went straight to his cock. “Karim,” he whined.
Karim leaned down, their lips brushed despite the bad angle. “Yes?”
“Please,” Luis whispered, needing something, anything.
A hand cupped his jaw and tilted their lips together. Luis sighed into his mouth, tasting Karim’s hunger. It was a rising tide as Julien’s fingers now slow fucked into him.
“I’m ready,” Luis said between kisses. His voice was ragged. “Please.”
“Jules?” Karim asked.
The man pulled back. He was flushed, like he got after feeding. “Just a moment while I clean.”
Julien slid off the bed and went to the bathroom. A moment later there was the sound of running water.
“Let’s see, need you a little further back,” Karim directed, releasing Luis’s wrists to move him where he wanted. “Yeah, that’s good. Hm.” His hands slid under Luis, grabbing at his ass. “Maybe we turn you over…”
Sparks were running up and down Luis’s spine. “Okay,” he said breathlessly, and helped Karim turn him over. On his hands and knees, Karim grabbed his ass from behind, pulling him shamelessly apart.
