“You and I are going to have a lot of fun in Ryker and August’s playroom, Dylan. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Me too,” Dylan said, meeting his expression head on despite his nerves.
It was true. Dylan was nervous as hell about doing a scene with Steve, but he was also absolutely sure that it would be amazing.
Steve wouldn’t let it be anything but.
“Back on my cock, bitch.”
Steve pushed Dylan back down on his cock, impaling his mouth and pushing into his throat with Ryker-like brutality.
Dylan relaxed his throat and accepted the invasion, the sensation of his throat bulging making him wonder what he looked like. Judging by what he could see of August’s expression out of the corner of his eye, he thought probably pretty good.
“Do you think you deserve my come?” Steve taunted. He was holding Dylan in place, lifting his hips to fuck into Dylan’s throat rather than moving him up and down on his cock. “Maybe I should come on my shoes and make you lick it up?”
Dylan didn’t mind either way. He liked how he felt when he was on his knees, licking his alpha’s boot, and he liked how it felt when they came in his mouth and pumped so much come down his throat that it came spewing out of his nostrils because he couldn’t keep up and swallow fast enough.
“Let’s keep the boot and shoe fetish stuff limited to clean shoes that haven’t been worn outside, okay?” August said, in his doctor voice.
“Okay,” Steve said, sounding chastised.
Dylan was a little disappointed. He hadn’t minded licking Steve’s dirty boot before, though he guessed that August was right and they should be hygienic.
“I’m close,” Steve warned, fucking Dylan’s face faster. His hips were moving up and down like a jackhammer, and Dylan would be amazed at his stamina if he hadn’t seen August and Ryker perform similarly many times before.
It was still pretty hot, though.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” Steve warned. Dylan decided to help him along by humming, the vibrations in his throat working Steve’s shaft as he fucked his esophagus.
Dylan’s help worked, and Steve came with a grunt, just a fraction of a second before he’d expected to. His breathing turned ragged, and his grip on Dylan’s hair tightened as he pushed him down to the top of his knot and held him there.
“Don’t knot his mouth,” Ryker warned, standing up and looking to make sure that Steve wasn’t pushing his knot into Dylan’s mouth and getting stuck.
“I’m not,” Steve said, breathless and gritting his teeth. “Fuck. I’m coming!”
Dylan couldn’t taste Steve’s load as the alpha pumped it down directly into his esophagus, but he could feel Steve’s cock expanding with each spurt of come and feel it filling up his stomach.
With Steve occupying his throat, Dylan was also unable to breathe, and without the intermitted breaks for air he’d gotten when Steve was actively fucking his throat, he was quickly starting to run out of oxygen in his lungs. His head started to spin, and pretty soon there was darkness closing in on the edges of his vision.
He saw movement next to him, and a second later Ryker was reaching down in front of his face. For a second he thought Ryker was going to help him breathe, but that was quickly proven not to be the case.
“Let me give you a hand,” Ryker said, grabbing Steve’s knot and squeezing it. Dylan could feel the effect that had on Steve’s cock, his shaft hardening even further as Ryker milked more come out of his balls and into Dylan’s stomach.
Dylan was just about to pass out when Steve yanked him up, blasting him in the face with one final spurt of come as he slumped back in his seat with a satisfied sigh.
“Are you okay?” he asked, pulling Dylan into his lap and sitting him on his thigh. He pulled Dylan down so that he was resting on his chest, rubbing his back as he regained his breath.
“Pretty awesome,” Dylan said, his stomach bubbling and feeling full.
Steve had comea lot.
“Good. Thanks for that.” Steve kissed the top of his head. “Next time, do you want me to lean into the mean thing, be nicer, or keep it about the same?”
Dylan closed his eyes and let his cheek rest on Steve’s slab-like pectoral muscle.
“Surprise me.”
All three of his alphas chuckled, making Dylan feel all warm and tingly inside.
