Colin returned just as Daniel shoved the dildo past my lips. He smiled as he watched Daniel feeding me the tip and taking it away, over and over. My tongue chased the toy, circling the glans, showing them I could be a very good student when I was interested in the subject. I tilted my head back, swallowed the entire length to the back of my throat, breathing through my nose as Daniel held it in place. Spit poured out of the corners of my mouth. When Daniel finally allowed me another breath, I doubled over, hands on my knees, gasping.
“You were made to deepthroat,” Colin praised me. He stripped out of his clothes, neatly folding them as he stared at my mouth. “I’m never going to be able to use that dildo again. Every time I look at it, all I'm going to see is your pretty lips sucking it down.”
He moved around the room before laying out a variety of toys on the bed. He held up a black plug, similar to the one he’d used on me before. But this one was bigger. Without seeking permission, I reached down to stroke my aching cock. I couldn't help myself. That thing was going to be inside of me soon and I couldn't wait.
I didn't blink as I watched Colin drizzle a line of lube on the plug before smoothing it around. “Are you going to let me see that hungry little hole? I think you’ve been dying to feel someone else stretching you.”
I moaned my assent around the silicone stuffing my mouth. Colin quickly moved behind me. He tapped my ass as his feet spread my legs further apart. I felt my hole clenching and releasing, silently pleading with him to fill me. The voice in the back of my mind told me I should be put off when I felt the tip of Colin's toe pressed against my entrance, but I could only hold my breath, waiting to see if he would breach me that way.
“Damn,” Colin groaned. “It's going to be fun, trying to see just how filthy you can be, baby.”
My plea for him to fill me was cut off as Daniel stuffed the toy down my throat. I dug my fingers into his flesh as panic encroached. I hadn’t been ready; he hadn’t given me warning to take a deep breath.
“You’ve got this, baby,” Daniel reassured me. He reached down, lightly gripping my neck. “Fuck, I can feel your throat working that dick. You gonna do that to us later?”
There was no way he could have heard me begging them to let me suck one of them now, because I was still being gagged by a dick. I sputtered as he pulled back, diving down on it again as soon as I caught my breath.
I was vaguely aware of something pressing against my hole. I spread my legs wider, sticking my ass high in the air. Colin’s thumbs dipped into my crease, parting my cheeks. I jumped when I felt a warm stripe from my taint to the small of my back. Over and over, he lapped at my hole, pressing the tip of his tongue into my entrance.
“It's going to be so fun filling you from both ends,” Colin said as he began pressing the slick plug past the tense muscle. It burned as my body resisted the intrusion. Colin leaned closer, whispering in my ear. “Relax for me, sweetheart. Show me how bad you want to be filled.”
“Rather have you,” I admitted.
“You'll get us but only once you're ready,” he promised. “You need to take this one and the next.”
“I'm ready now, dammit,” I growled. Just because I'd ever had a dick shoved up my ass before, didn't mean I was a stranger to my own body. If something or someone didn't stretch me soon, I was going to lose my shit.
“Prove it,” Colin challenged me. “Take this plug like the good little whore you are and maybe you'll earn the next one.” He shoved the plug deeper, twisting so the curved tip tapped against my prostate. Hand to God, if I had known that was there, I would have jumped straight to dick, regardless of the consequences. I writhed, chasing the dildo as Daniel pulled it away.
“Let me see.” I glanced up in time to watch Daniel pass the toy to Colin. “He did such a good job getting it ready. I think it's time for your first reward.”
I stiffened, imagining him skipping the second training plug he’d told me I needed to take, jumping straight to the dildo. I’d tried fucking myself with it once, but the pain had been excruciating. He squeezed my ass, leaving the plug pressing against my gland. I clenched my muscles around it, my eyes rolling back in my head as it hit me just right.
“Do you think you can focus on getting Daniel ready?” I flinched when I heard the snick of the cap on the lube open once more. “He’s been such a patient boy, waiting for you to admit how much you wanted him. I think it’s only fair if he gets to be your first.”
Daniel curled a hand around the base of his dick, holding it out, painting my lips. Colin captured my arms, yanking me back. I traced my lips with my tongue as I craned my neck to look up at Colin, tasting the bitter, salty, tang Daniel had left behind. “Please, Sir. Let me taste him.”
“You’re not allowed to make him come,” Colin warned me. He didn’t release my hands as I leaned forward, my mouth hanging open as Daniel offered me his dick. “Just the tip, Daniel. When you come, I want you to be buried so deep in him, he’s not sure where you end and he begins.”
“Please, I’ll do anything,” I begged.
“Get on your hands and knees,” Colin demanded. “Suck him while I finish getting you ready.”
There was no way I could give Daniel the attention he deserved once Colin pressed the bigger plug against my entrance. I draped my arms over his shoulders, sticking my ass out, inviting Colin to open me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me, kissing the top of my head. “Breathe through it. You got this, baby. You’re doing so good.”
Each compliment was accompanied by another press of his lips or a soothing caress down my back. The pressure was intense, but not unwelcome. I lifted my head, staring into Daniel's eyes. He brushed the sweat dampened hair away from my forehead.
“You amaze me. I can’t believe this is really happening,” he praised me.
“Can't wait until it's you in there.” The admission surprised both of us, but I didn’t regret telling him how I felt. I couldn’t when he looked at me with such love and awe on his face. “Thank you for not giving up on me.”
Colin twisted the plug in my ass, and I tensed. Bad fucking idea. The pressure on my prostate was nearly unbearable. I started panting, certain I wouldn't be able to hold off my orgasm. Colin paused, draping himself over my back. He kissed the base of my neck.
“Breathe through it,” he urged me. “Do you need me to back off?”
“Don't stop,” I pleaded.
Colin popped my hip. “Do you get to tell me what to do?”
