Perri unzips my pants and slides his hand under the waistband of my boxers. The feel of his warm palm against my naked skin sends a jolt of pleasure through my entire body.
“Stop…” I warn. This is going too far.
“Don’t fucking stop,” Alastair says, voice deep.
My eyes widen, and I look at him. Perri has pulled out his massive cock out of his pants, too. Beside being the biggest dick I’ve ever seen—Jesus, it’s a monster—it looks normal. Slender and long, the skin as dark as the rest of his body except for the pink tip leaking precum. Perri’s hand looks so small in comparison.
For some reason, I can’t tear my eyes away from it, and so it takes me a while to notice that Alastair has stopped the truck in the middle of a field, away from the main road.
“Perri…” I say.
Are we really doing this, at the front of the truck in the middle of the day?
Perri kisses me, his warm tongue caressing my lips, and all thoughts vanish into thin air. He strokes my cock, just the way I like it. He knows my body like his own.
When he allows me to breathe, I glance at Alastair. I can’t help it, I’m far too aware of him in the truck with us. He’s watching me, too. His eyes keep traveling between my face and my cock. He looks hungry. Hungry for me.
Jesus Fucking Christ… Pleasure zaps through my erection and precum leaks from the tip.
Perri kisses Alastair, too, and the bigger man whispers, “I want to bend both of you over in the camper right now.”
The both of us?All logical thoughts in my brain fizzle. He wants to fuck me?
Perri chuckles. “Tonight, maybe. We’re kind of in a hurry right now, so just come for me.”
Alastair growls and grabs Perri’s throat to pull him into a sloppy kiss. I watch them, enraptured.
None of us is paying attention to the world outside. An old god could walk by and we’d barely notice.
Something slithers around Perri’s hand, the one stroking Alastair’s cock, and my eyes widen.Is that..?It looks like the tip of a black tentacle, with blue suction cups. It wraps around Perri’s forearm, almost lovingly.
Alastair is watching me, waiting for my reaction.
For some reason, even unknown to me, I just give him a little smile. Maybe I want to show him that it’s okay to be different. He pisses me off for multiple reasons, but not this. It’s not his fault he was created with a monster’s DNA.
Alastair growls, “Fuck this. Come here,” before grabbing the back of my head and pulling me to him. His lips crash on mine, and his tongue fights to enter my mouth. I resist, at first, more out of shock than anything, but then I can’t help it, I kiss him back.
The way Alastair kisses is so different from Perri and my usual lovers. He’s demanding—dominating—and my remaining brain cells explode. My orgasm is sudden and uncontrollable. I come all over Perri’s hand and my pants in generous spurts.
“Yes… that’s it Stellan…” Perri hums. “Give it to us.”
To us…
Alastair moans into my mouth, and when he finally lets me go, I realize he’s coming too. His massive cock is spurting in Perri’s other hand. He’s still watching me, his eyes half-lidded as he rides the high of his orgasm.
“I love you so much,” Perri says, and he kisses us both in turn.
I’m lost in a daze and my brain feels like cotton. What just happened? I came so hard just from a kiss and a handjob. Don’t get me wrong, Perri’s handjobs are nice, but it usually takes me longer than that to come.
“Your turn now, sweetheart,” Alastair says to Perri.
“No… we have to hurry and—”
“Oh, don’t worry. It’ll only take a moment. And I’ll drive faster to make up for the delay, I promise.” He manhandles Perri over the seat until he’s lying with his head on my lap and his legs thrown over his shoulders. He pulls his pants down swiftly, revealing his erection, and swallows his cock.
Perri’s gasp echoes in the truck. “Oh…. fuck…. yes…” He holds on to me, and I bring my face closer to his.
I love seeing him unravel. But I also can’t stop glancing at Alastair, lips wrapped around Perri’s smaller cock. Lips that moments ago were on mine…
