“Open up, big boy,” I said, feeding him my cock.
Nash groaned, opening his mouth as I slowly thrusted into his mouth.
“Yes,” I said, rolling my hips watching him take my cock easily. “Such a good boy.”
Nash’s eyes grew wide as he moaned and I smirked, wondering if he had a praise kink.
I picked up my pace, fucking his mouth faster keeping my thrusts shallow until he pushed his mouth down my cock taking almost all of me.
“Fuck!” I shouted.
My orgasm rushed forward, ramming into me. I cried out again slamming my hand against the wall to hold me up as I rolled my hips, unloading into Nash’s mouth. He hummed his approval as I rode out my orgasm.
“So, fucking good,” Nash hummed, cleaning me until I was too sensitive I had to push him away.
“Nash…” I stepped back, putting my soft cock away.
He stayed on his knees completely blissed out, wiping his mouth and licking the last bit of cum from the corner of his mouth.
“Bad boy,” I chuckled, looking around. “These poor animals.”
Nash shrugged, getting up, adjusting his cock. “I’m just glad none of them came over.”
“Oh my god.” I covered my face. “If one of them touched me I would have ended it.”
Nash chuckled. “It would have been worse if one of them humped you with all the noise you were making.”
“Shut up,” I said, walking away. “I was gonna suck your cock, but just for that, not anymore.”
“That’s alright, I’ll just have a good time in the shower tonight,” he smirked, as we left the barn.
“Hey guys,” Iris said, hopping off her horse. “I made it just in time, I’m starving.”
If I hadn’t come five minutes earlier, I would have popped a boner. Her blouse was opened, showing her plump breasts that jiggled as she got off.
“Fucking hell, woman,” Nash groaned. “You riding around with your brother like that?”
“Dammit, this button keeps popping open and I forgot a tank underneath,” she said, buttoning it back up.
“Nah, beautiful, keep it open. I like a show with my lunch,” I said, picking her up and motorboating her.
Iris squealed, laughing loudly.
“Beau, I gotta put Snow White away,” she laughed.
“Hey, Nash. Be a good boy and put up her horse,” I grinned, walking to the cabin.
“I’ll remember this!” he yelled back.
“I think Nash has a praise kink,” I said, as we got to the cabin.
“Oh, does he?” She smirked as I put her down. “I think we can have fun with that.”
“Yeah, we can,” I said, kissing her against the door.
Maybe Valencia was right. Having a triad was kind of fun, but for how long?
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