Sebastian tried very hard, but the sensation of slick rubber and the stretched feeling in his rim made him clamp down despite himself.
Viggo chuckled. “That’s okay.” He pushed the plug into Sebastian’s ass, steady and firm, the stretch getting more and more intense until Sebastian couldn’t stop himself from reaching down to push against Viggo’s hand.
Trying to stop Viggo was like trying to lift a car. Sebastian didn’t stand a chance, and he didn’t think Viggo even noticed his efforts. The plug kept pushing into him, forcing him open, and Sebastian gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as the thickest part pushed through his rim and the whole plug was sucked into his ass.
“Good boy,” Viggo growled, smacking Sebastian’s ass and rubbing his thigh. “You took the whole thing.”
Panting and exhausted, Sebastian stared up the length of Bjorn’s massive back, his wide shoulders blocking out the ceiling. Bjorn ground his ass down, signaling for Sebastian to lick, but Sebastian was too tired.
He wanted to come. He’d been rock hard since they started, and while he’d come close to coming when Bjorn played with his nipples a while back, he couldn’t get over the edge without his cock being touched.
Desperate, he reached down, intending just to give himself a quick squeeze, but Viggo slapped his hand away and gave the plug in his ass a cruel twist.
“Please!” Sebastian mewled, hands fisting in the sheets beneath him.
“All right, I’ll make you come,” Viggo said, and without warning yanked the plug out of Sebastian’s ass and replaced it with two of his fingers. Shocked from the sudden exit, Sebastian was completely unprepared for the sensation of Viggo attacking his prostate, rubbing over the sensitive bump with his fingers and milking him from the inside. “Bjorn, pinch his nipples.”
Sebastian’s cry when Bjorn reached down and took his nipple between his fingers was drowned out by the alpha’s ass pushing down on his face, cutting off his air and smothering him more firmly than at any time so far. Sebastian couldn’t move, his head sinking into the memory foam mattress, the lack of oxygen to fill his lungs heightening the overwhelming sensations coming from his hole and nipples.
His orgasm crashed over him like a tidal wave, pleasure rippling through his body as his cock spilled its release without so much as a touch.
“Fuck!” Bjorn growled, releasing Sebastian’s nipples and moving his hands to his own cock, jerking himself furiously and coming with a grunt. Cupping his cock-head, Bjorn’s release ricocheted off his palm and ran down the length of his shaft and over his balls, drenching Sebastian’s chin and neck with come. He lifted up and crawled back, releasing Sebastian’s legs and letting them fall back off the mattress to frame Viggo where he sat between his legs, and pushed himself up so that he could aim his cock down on Sebastian’s mouth.
Sebastian got all of two seconds to breathe before the blunt head of Bjorn’s massive tool pushed into his mouth, forcing his jaw wide and blasting come at the back of his throat with the power of a fire hose. Choking, Sebastian could do nothing as Bjorn pushed his cock deeper, the thick length stretching his mouth and pushing at the back of his throat like he actually thought he could fit.
Unable to swallow, Sebastian’s cheeks overflowed with come, all the while Viggo’s fingers milked his prostate dry with relentless determination.
Sebastian’s abs contracted, his balls empty and his spent cock twitching, and still Viggo kept on massaging his prostate.
Grunting the last of his release, Bjorn fell back from where he’d been hovering over Sebastian’s head, his thick cock sliding out of his mouth. Choking, pushing up on his elbows and struggling to breathe, Sebastian kicked his legs and scrambled away and out of reach of Viggo’s evil fingers.
Viggo let him go, rising up like a demon and grinning down at him.
“Where are you going?” he asked, tilting his head. Breaths coming in desperate pants, Sebastian looked up at him with wide eyes. He still had that weird floaty feeling, like he was lighter than air, but he’d needed to get away from that feeling in his hole.
“Break,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.
“Do you think that’s fair?” Viggo grabbed his ankle and yanked him back down to the end of the mattress, making his stomach swoop. Sebastian scrambled to sit upright, his hole protesting the movement. Viggo threaded his fingers through his hair. “You and Bjorn both got to come, and now you want to take a break before I get to? I didn’t think you were selfish, Sebastian.”
The accusation was devastating.
“I’m not,” Sebastian mumbled, jerking in surprise when Bjorn slid in behind him, spreading his legs on either side of his and wrapping both arms around his waist. Pulled back against Bjorn’s chest, Sebastian could feel the alpha bury his nose in his hair and breathe him in. He looked up at Viggo, feeling like he was in a haze. Bjorn was huge and sweaty, arms tight around him, and Sebastian let himself relax back into the embrace.
He’d never known that sex could leave him feeling this exhausted.
“He’s tired,” Bjorn mumbled, mouth pressed into Sebastian’s hair. He reached up and traced his lips, touching gently where just a moment before he’d been shoving his cock in with all the consideration of a raging beast. “Be nice.”
“All right, he can have a rest. You can take care of this.” Viggo took hold of his cock, swinging it back and forth and making a string of pre-come dance before it broke and landed on Sebastian’s knee. Sebastian grunted in confusion. He had wanted a break, it was true, but not if it meant Viggo wouldignorehim. He whined, straining against Bjorn’s hold and trying to reach for Viggo.
Viggo crouched down, lips spreading in a devious grin that had Sebastian’s stomach clench.
“You don’t like that idea?” Viggo toyed with Sebastian’s spent cock, the first time he’d touched it all night.
Sebastian shook his head.
“Then how about this,” Viggo said, placing his hand on Sebastian’s hip and rubbing up and down. “You can sit in Bjorn’s lap, all nice and relaxed, and I can put just the tip of my cock into your hole and fill it all up with my come. Would you like that?”
Sebastian turned his face down and looked at Viggo’s cock. It was just as big as he remembered, the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head thicker than the fattest point of the dildo he’d just had inside of him.
