My head lolled to the side when Dinesh bottomed out, stretching me impossibly wide.I made embarrassing sounds whilst he withdrew at a familiar and excruciatingly languid pace.How he managed this controlled assault was always a puzzle—I didn’t have that kind of discipline myself.
But I couldn’t think.I could only experience the moment, the act of being penetrated so deliberately by the man Iloved, in front of a man Iliked very much, who enjoyed his privileged position as an observer.
I whimpered at the steady and slow pace with which the captain fucked me.His harsh breaths—from exertion and from the pleasure he was getting out of this—kept me going, but I desperately wanted to touch myself or have him go faster.
“Poor little rooster,” Domingo murmured.“Is the captain being troublesome?”
I shook my head.“No.”
Dinesh huffed a chuckle, then moaned as his pace quickened.
“I shall fuck you as I like,” he said.“And you shall be patient and obedient.”
“Aye.Always,” I sighed, surrendering to his command.Even though my body was strung on a tight wire of need and desperation, the sensation of giving up to him was sweet as candy.
“Dios mio,” Domingo said again, stroking himself as he watched us together.
“Come here and kiss me, Dom,” the captain said by my ear as he continued at his slow pace.
Domingo moved in close to me and leaned over my shoulder to reach Dinesh’s lips.His soft hair brushed me and his alluring scent filled my nostrils.The sounds of their kiss, plus the continued slick slide of Dinesh’s cock, sent me into a hazy world of pleasure.
I moaned and wriggled between them, hoping my stand would rub against Domingo so I’d achieve even a moment of relief.
Domingo broke from the captain’s kiss and took my chin, guiding my mouth to his as his hand wrapped around my cock.I gasped and moaned, unable to stop myself from trying to thrust as he breached my lips with his tongue, fucking me that way whilst the captain quickened his pace.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.Yes,” Dinesh muttered, seeming to lose that finely held control now that Domingo was kissing me.
Domingo slid his fingers down to circle my cock above the rope that wrapped the base, applying more pressure to keep me from spending—the traitor—and kissing me deeper and with more passion than I recalled from our earlier encounter.He moaned into my mouth and Dinesh jerked against me three more times, releasing a strangled cry as he stiffened and stilled, emptying his bollocks.
He pumped slowly, milking every drop of spend, then withdrew with haste and inserted a finger into my arse.
“Mmm.Yes, there’s the result.”
He sounded so proud.
“Now, Domingo, let’s switch places.Rooster needs to be filled to the brim, and you likely won’t need oil, except on yourself.I’ve slicked the way for you.”
Domingo broke away from my mouth, leaving me gasping.The captain’s rough words undid me and made my balls ache.God, I wanted to spend so badly, but I also wanted Domingo to fuck me and fill me as the captain had said.Yes, use me as a vessel, a nameless thing that only collects seed and spunk and has no other purpose.
But then let me climax.I was fairly certain he would, but I never knew with Dinesh.He was mercurial at times and hard to pin down.
Never mind.I needed to stop worrying about my own pleasure and simply exist in the moment.This blessed moment of Dinesh taking Domingo’s place in front whilst Domingo eagerly assumed the spot behind.
“Ready, my little rooster?”
“Aye.Aye.”
Domingo laughed—a musical, cheerful sound.He didn’t need to prepare me but he used his fingers the same, to enjoy the slick feeling of a well-used hole, no doubt.I imagined he’d been in my place on many occasions, and perhaps enjoyed being the user this time.
“Mmm.You’re so wet, mi amigo.”
He nudged his cock at my dripping hole and pushed inside, sinking in one motion to fill me completely, with the sweetest cry of pleasure, his breath hot on my ear.
“Ah…” he gasped.
I groaned and opened my eyes, to see the expression of lust on Dinesh’s face as he watched me react to Domingo’s welcome invasion.
“Such a good little seed-bucket you are.”
