"Yeah, yeah, stop rotting our teeth." Jules offered me and Cass a coffee before going back to get his own.
"As if you aren't as mushy as the rest of us." Boner scoffed. He picked his coffee back up and gave us all a toast. "To us. And to Zeus. We're hot on your trail now, asshole. You're goingdown."
He drew the last word out like he was some kind of action hero.
"To going down," we all echoed.
"Speaking of going down," Boner said with a grin. He finished his coffee and placed his cup in the dishwasher before doing the rounds, collecting the rest of them.
Whatever Boner had in mind, Archer beat him to it. He took my hand and pulled me into his bedroom, pulling off both of our clothes as we went.
"Is this a private party or can anyone join?" Boner called out, not sounding disappointed. Not yet anyway.
"Anyone can join," I said over my shoulder with a laugh. It was going to be crowded in Archer's room, but we'd make it work. We always did.
Archer pulled me down to straddle his lap, his erection nudging my stomach. I positioned myself so I knelt comfortably and lowered myself down onto his cock.
Boner grabbed up the lube from the side table and smeared a generous amount on my rear hole before settling behind me. He rubbed the lube around and inside carefully and gently stretching me out to take more. His hands on my hips, he replaced his fingers with his cock, easing inside me an inch at a time until he was all the way in.
"This was a good idea of yours, Archer," he said.
"Absolutely." Archer looked up at me, the sides of his mouth tipped up just a little.
I smiled back down at him, enjoying the feeling of being stretched and filled before Boner picked up the pace, moving in and out of me slowly, pushing me down further onto Archer's cock.
"I'm going to do that to you," Cass said.
I glanced over to see him pick up the lube.
"Be my guest." Boner wiggled his ass invitingly.
His face pink, Cass started to smear lube onto Boner's rear hole, stretching him and readying him for his own cock.
We all went still as Cass started to push himself into Boner, giving him a chance to get comfortable.
"You both feel incredible," Boner groaned. "Archer has the best ideas."
One of Archer's eyebrows twitched just a little because it wasn't his idea, but he was here for it anyway.
"I have an idea," Jules declared. He knelt beside my face, his cock in his hand, before sliding it between my lips. "Don't want to miss out on the fun."
I smiled at him with my eyes and sucked as Cass set the pace, thrusting into Boner who thrust into me, while Archer rolled his hips, pushing himself up into my pussy.
The world disappeared. The only thing left was the sound of groaning. The feeling of rolling, thrusting. The slick of sweat on sweat, skin on skin. The smell of my four men as they fucked me and each other. The taste of Jules on my tongue and at the back of my throat where he hit each time.
I'd never experienced anything like it before. It was sensory overload, like an orchestra. Not in sync, but not caring. Playing like there was nothing else in the world more important. Nothing but us. Right here, right now.
I wanted this to last forever, but the bliss grew quickly, overwhelming, hard and fast. I tried to slow it down, but it caught up to me, like a runaway train, slamming over me and making me cry out as I came. Once, then twice.
Boner groaned and he was coming, spilling his load into my ass.
Cass came a moment later, buried deep in Boner's tightness.
Jules looked pained, like he was trying to hang on, but he too tipped over the edge, his balls contracting before spilling his release into the back of my throat.
I swallowed him down, every single drop.
Archer was the last to come, as if he politely waited for everyone else to finish before he did. He thrust up into me a handful of times before, almost silently giving in to his orgasm. His lips pressed together, nose wrinkled, eyes half-closed.
