Distinct veins adorned the meaty cock, and as Jordy ran his hand up and down, the monster seemed to fill out more, the exposed head bulging. Round, pink, and slick with precum.
Jordy lowered his head and flicked his tongue against the very tip.
Monty let out a soft growl. He weaved his fingers into Jordy’s hair. Was he going to push his head down and make him take it? That would have been hot as fuck. But he didn’t, he just combed his fingers through those dark strands gently, as Jordy slid lower, taking the cockhead past the ridge. His lips were stretched, mouth open wide to accommodate the humongous thing. His spit glistened on the pink skin.
Holy hell.
This was way better than the peek I’d gotten before. Jordy made sure I could see everything. He patted Monty’s hip to make him lift his pelvis so he could tug his jeans below his knees. Those thick, hairy thighs… Bare-assed, Monty sat back down, and Jordy cupped his heavy balls. Those were huge too, full and round, bigger than what could fit into Jordy’s broad palm.
Jordy licked the exposed head, and something silver glinted on his tongue. A piercing. I imagined how the metal ball would feel rubbing under my cockhead or along the front wall of my hole.Oh hell.
Jordy’s mouth engulfed the top third of the fat dick, and his cheeks hollowed.
Monty moaned, and I glanced up into his face. He was looking at me with heavy-lidded eyes.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I breathed.
I was hypnotized. They were both into it, obviously enjoying each other…how Monty petted Jordy’s hair with the familiarity of a longtime lover, and how Jordy focused, hands and head moving in perfect synchrony, eyes closed. He made low purring sounds, like a contented cat.
When he sped up, working the crown with his mouth and massaging the base, Monty groaned.
I almost asked them to slow down.
I didn’t want it to be over yet.
But Monty’s thighs quivered, and when Jordy squeezed his balls, Monty pressed his head back against the sofa cushion.
Jordy swallowed everything, sucking at the slit as Monty came, and I would have loved to know how much cum that was. It seemed to take a while.
By the time Jordy lifted his head and pinned his dark eyes on me, I was vibrating in my seat. My underwear was wet, and I felt a little lightheaded.
You’re horny and tipsy. Get out of here.
I shot up and wavered, grabbing the bar counter for support. Was I that drunk? But it was their scents that made me dizzy.
“That was specta…cular, gentlemen,” I managed, stumbling over some syllables. “I really really appreciate it. Thanks. Um. Great. Good night.”
Monty was frowning at me. “Do you need company up the stairs, Laurel?”
His dick was still out, half hard. Jordy’s hand rested casually over his balls. They both looked at me, seeming a little startled.
“I’m good. Totally fine. See you tomorrow. Thanks again. Yeah.”
I hurried up the stairs, holding on to the railing with both hands. I almost tripped on the last step but hauled myself up with my arms before I could tumble down and break limbs.
I’d left the room unlocked, which was lucky because I wasn’t sure I would have been able to handle a simple lock and a key.
I kicked the door closed behind me and threw myself onto the bed. I eeled out of my jeans, cursing fashion designers to hell and back. The fabric got stuck around my ankles, and by the time I managed to fight the repulsive garment off, I was sweating.
Finally naked from the waist down, I lay on my back, bent my knees, and spread my legs. The room seemed to be swaying from side to side. I shoved two fingers into my hole, encountering a mess of slick and swollen, tingling flesh. I was primed and ready for a reaming, dammit.
I would have taken Monty’s firehose of a dick with ease and then begged Jordy to ride his. Maybe I could take them both at the same time. I didn’t think it was anatomically possible, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about it. Three fingers. My wrist ached. I grabbed my cock with my other hand and whined pitifully.
I wanted a dick! Oh fuck, I wanted it.
A nice fat dick for me to ride, to plunge in deep, fill me up, stretch me out, and push on the mouth to my womb. But my dildo was in my other suitcase up at the chalet.
