“You two are going to be the death of me,” I complained. Okay, so it wasn’t a complaint at all. Our sex life had been fucking amazing, but the two of them both seemed insatiable over the past week or so. Every time I turned around, they were grinding up on one another or working together to drive me out of my mind.
“Then get the fuck over here and join us,” Drew suggested, pulling his hand free from Bryce’s grasp and holding it out to me. He licked his lips as he eyed the erection barely restrained behind my sweatpants.
I should be responsible and remind them that Jason and Cam were going to stay here for the night because Cam insisted on cooking, but when Bryce turned his smoldering gaze on me, I was a goner. I kicked the bedroom door closed and stalked over to the bed, pushing Bryce off Drew as I lay down next to him.
Drew wasted no time shoving his hand down the back of my pants, digging his fingers into my ass. I groaned as I ground my erection into his thigh and reached out for Bryce. I’d never wanted anyone the way I needed both of them. Drew turned to kiss Bryce, knowing how much it turned me on to watch the two of them battle for control. I fumbled as I worked to unbutton Drew’s jeans, needing to feel the hot, silky skin of his cock against my hand. His hips arched off the bed and he moaned into Bryce’s mouth as I began stroking him.
I faintly heard the sound of a door closing in the distance, but I was too consumed by need to stop what I was doing. Instead, I slid down Drew’s body, positioning myself between his legs. He sat up and I followed, saliva pooling in my mouth as I thought about that first taste of precome beading at the head of Drew’s cock. I wanted that and so much more.
As I went to work taunting Drew by tracing my tongue around the very tip of his dick, I felt the bed shift. I looked up to see Bryce rummaging through the night stand. I moaned around Drew’s shaft, knowing what was about to happen.
Someone was going to get fucked. I wouldn’t ask for it, but I hoped like hell it was going to be me.
The snick of the lube cap opening worked to ratchet my need up to a desperate level. I lifted my ass in the air, hissing when I felt Bryce’s fingers curl around my waistband. He pulled down my pants, exposing my ass to the cool air. As I sucked Drew all the way to the back of my throat, Bryce toyed with my senses, first digging his fingers into the globes of my ass, then ghosting them over the sensitive flesh. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and leaned in, exhaling softly against my hole.
I pulled off Drew long enough to beg Bryce to give me something, anything, because I felt ready to explode even though he’d barely touched me.
“I’m enjoying watching you with Drew,” he said, his voice raspy and deep, the way it sounded only when he was struggling to maintain control of his own need.
“You can still watch,” Drew encouraged him. “I want you to drive him insane while he’s sucking me. I love how forceful he gets when he’s trying to keep from coming.”
Bryce laughed as he ran his hand up the length of my spine. He pushed my head down and it didn’t take a genius to realize what he expected. He wanted my lips wrapped around Drew’s cock and I was happy to oblige.
I grunted at the feel of Bryce pushing one lubed finger into my entrance. The pressure wasn’t enough to be painful, but it was the anticipation of what I knew was yet to come. He shoved deeper, curling his finger against my prostate as he pulled back. More cold lube slid down my crack as he held me there. He pushed in with a second finger, pressing against the back of my head, guiding me onto Drew’s cock as he opened me.
“Fuck him,” Drew pleaded. “I want you to make him fuck me hard. Make him choke on me.”
My dick twitched beneath me and I swore I could come just listening to the two of them talk dirty while Bryce fucked my ass with his fingers. They somehow turned pillow talk into an X-rated art form. Whenever I tried, it sounded lame by comparison, which was why I was more than happy to have my mouth occupied doing other things.
Bryce pulled out of me and Drew’s fingers threaded into my hair, holding my mouth around his dick so I couldn’t glance behind my body to watch Bryce prepare himself.
“He’s going to fuck you good tonight,” Drew assured me. “I know he’s been wanting to ever since the first time he took your ass.”
I nodded, unable to speak around the mouthful of cock I was savoring. I sighed heavily when I felt the thick head of Bryce’s cock tap against my hole, torturing me.
“Please,” I mumbled as I tried to focus on what I was doing to Drew.
I cupped Drew’s balls, probably tight enough to hurt him, as Bryce shoved the first, most difficult inch inside of me. Pain seared through my body and I couldn’t take a deep enough breath to will myself to relax.
“That’s it,” Drew soothed me. “Open up for him. You know it’s going to feel fucking amazing when you let him in.” I let go of Drew’s cock for fear I’d bite down on him the way I did my lower lip as I struggled to get used to the feeling of being split in half by Bryce’s thick shaft. “Come on, babe. Let go. We’ve got you.”
As soon as the tight ring of muscle eased, Bryce pushed in harder. It burned, then pain gave way to pleasure as he drizzled more lubed against my hole, pushing it deep into my body with his cock.
“Fuck, do that again,” I pleaded when he ground his hips into my ass.
“You’d better make sure he comes,” Bryce warned me. “If you come before he does, next time I’ll fuck him while you sit there and watch.”
Oddly, I wouldn’t be opposed to that punishment. I’d thought about watching the two of them enough times that I almost wanted to hold off Drew’s climax until after I’d come, but I’d never considered myself to be a selfish lover.
I ran my tongue around Drew’s glans, making him buck his hips off the bed. I pulled off and watched as my saliva slid across his taint toward his hole, sucking a finger deep into my mouth. If Bryce wanted me to make Drew come, I knew exactly the way to achieve that.
Without any preamble, I shoved my finger deep inside Drew’s body as I swallowed his cock. I held both in place until the need to breathe overcame me and began as steady a rhythm as I was capable of while Bryce pounded into my ass.
We worked together, Bryce shoving me forward, pulling me back, directing everything that was happening. Had I been capable of thought by the time Drew shot his load down my throat, I would have offered up a silent prayer because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last.
When he regained a bit of his composure, he slid lower beneath me, wrapping his hand around my shaft, jerking me off at the same pace as Bryce plowed so deep into my body I swore I could have blown him while he fucked me.
“Come for us,” Drew pleaded. “Show us how good you feel right now.”
