Damien’s mouth moved to my neck, kissing and sucking while his hand maintained that perfect rhythm on my cock. I was already embarrassingly close, my body starved for this kind of contact.
"I'm gonna—" I warned, my voice tight.
"Let go," Raoul commanded. "I want to see you come undone several times tonight.”
Three more strokes and I was gone, pleasure crashing through me as I came hard into Damien’s hand. My vision whited out for a moment, my whole body shuddering with release.
When I came back to myself, Damien was grinning at me while Raoul looked absolutely delighted.
"That was just the appetizer," Raoul said. He gestured to Damien to stand up. “Now it’s your turn to help him.”
The water sloshed beside me as Damien got to his feet. His thick green cock stood proud above the water, hard and throbbing. His shaft was green, a thick purple vein running along the side. He reached down, pulling his foreskin back to reveal a massive pink cockhead that was leaking pre-cum into the bath below. The moment I locked eyes with it, my mouth watered.
“Go ahead,” Raoul urged. “Show me how you please another man.”
I didn't need to be told twice. My recent orgasm had done nothing to diminish my arousal. If anything, I felt more alive, more present than I had in months. I shifted forward on the bench, bringing myself eye-level with Damien's impressive cock.
Up close, it was even more intimidating. Thick and veined, with that glistening pink head that seemed to pulse with need. I'd given head before, but never to an orc, and certainly never with an audience.
"Don't overthink it," Damien rumbled, his hand coming to rest gently on top of my head. "Just do what feels natural."
I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft, feeling the heat of him, the weight. My tongue darted out, tasting the pre-cum that beaded at his slit. Salty and slightly sweet. I licked around the head, tracing the ridge with my tongue while Damien let out a low groan of approval.
"That's it," Raoul's voice came from beside me, cool and encouraging. "Take your time. Savor him."
I opened my mouth wider and took Damien's cockhead between my lips, sucking gently. The orc's fingers tightened in my hair, not forceful, just present. Encouraging. I worked moreof him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked, using my hand to stroke what I couldn't fit.
"Fuck, that's good," Damien groaned, his hips making small, controlled thrusts. "You know what you’re doing, boy."
The praise sent a thrill through me. I could feel my own cock starting to harden again already, responding to the situation. I bobbed my head, finding a rhythm, losing myself in the act of pleasuring this stranger.
A cool hand slid down my back, and I knew without looking that it was Raoul. His fingers traced my spine, sending shivers through me despite the heat of the bath. His touch was possessive, claiming, even as I had another man's cock in my mouth.
"You're a natural," Raoul murmured, his lips close to my ear. "Look at you, so eager to please. I wonder how many other talents you've been suppressing."
His hand continued lower, sliding between my ass cheeks, fingers teasing my hole. I moaned around Damien's cock, the vibration making the orc curse and thrust a little deeper.
"Easy," Damien warned, but he was smiling. "Don't want to choke him on our first date."
Raoul's finger pressed against my entrance, not penetrating, just applying pressure. The dual sensation—Damien in my mouth, Raoul teasing me from behind—was overwhelming in the best way. I felt completely surrounded, completely consumed by pleasure.
"I think he's ready for more," Raoul said, and there was a dark promise in his voice. "What do you say, William? Ready to see what else this night has to offer?"
I pulled off Damien's cock with a wet pop, my lips swollen and spit-slicked. "Yes," I breathed, not even recognizing my own voice. "Show me everything."
“Damien?” Raoul said, looking up at the orc. “Do you want to fuck him right here on the side of the pool?”
“Only if you don’t mind his hole getting ruined,” Damien growled, grinning from ear to ear.
“I enjoy sloppy seconds,” Raoul nodded. His eyes darkened further as he looked at me. “In fact, I prefer it.”
My stomach clenched with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. I'd never been fucked by an orc before, and judging by the size of Damien's cock, it was going to be an experience I wouldn't soon forget.
"Come here," Damien said, his voice thick with lust. He pulled me up from my seated position and turned me around so I was facing Raoul. The vampire's eyes were practically glowing now, fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Damien's massive hands gripped my hips, positioning me so I was bent over the edge of the pool, my ass exposed to him.
"Breathe," Raoul instructed, reaching out to cup my face. His thumb traced my lower lip, still swollen from sucking Damien's cock. "And don't hold back. I want to hear every sound you make."
I felt Damien's thick fingers at my entrance, slick with something—probably lube he'd retrieved from somewhere while I was focused on Raoul. He worked one finger inside me slowly, and I groaned at the intrusion. It had been even longer since I'd been fucked.
