“Seth, I want to fuck your mouth,” Adria said. “Would you like that? Have all of us fucking you at once.”
“Fuck yes,” Seth said.
Adria moved, and when she came back into view Seth saw a large red dildo. He watched in awe as she pressed the object deep inside her and fucked herself in rhythm with Bryson and Kaydon.
Time seemed to slow, and after a few strokes she removed the dildo from her slick cunt and brought it to his mouth. Itsmelled so good and tasted even better. She was gentle at first, but as Seth relaxed, she pressed the object deeper.
He gagged and felt his ass straining to accept his brothers.
“How does it feel to have all of us fucking you,” Kaydon said from above him.
“I think our slut’s mouth is a little busy at the moment,” Bryson said.
Seth felt heat rise in him.
The sensation building. It felt impossibly good.
When the dildo was pressed the full length down his throat, Adria turned the vibration on. And Seth jolted on the bed. Her firm hands guided his face down to her cunt.
Pressing his face into her, she rode along the vibrating dildo.
Seth choked and felt his brother swear above him while pounding into him.
“Please, please, please.”
No one could hear or understand him, but he found himself repeating the mantra.
He needed them to catch him. He was falling apart.
The coiling inside of him wound tighter, and when Adria threw her head back, orgasming against him, Seth heard Bryson say, “Come, Killer.”
A bomb went off in Seth. Kaydon’s hand wrapped around his middle holding him, and Bryson’s hand came and wrapped around his dick, pressing his finger into Seth’s sensitive tip. Seth cried out painfully around the dildo.
The orgasm rocked through him.
Just when he thought his body was done, another round of pleasure shot through him.
He felt reality shatter away.
When the dildo was pulled from his mouth, he gasped for fresh air.
It should have felt refreshing, but he didn’t notice. Instead, Seth found himself floating.
CHAPTER 59
CURITIBA PARANÁ
The four of them lay in bed, watching TV. Bryson had his arms around Seth and Kaydon to his left, and Adria was next to him on his right, her head resting on his chest.
Seth was barely conscious, but Bryson could see his eyes were still open. Desperate to still hang out with the group.
Bryson absent-mindedly traced the snowflake on Seth’s neck.
“I need a new one,” Seth said.
“New what?” Bryson responded.
Seth shifted in his arms. “A new bite mark, the old one faded.”
