“Brick,” I finally managed, and he grabbed me by the shoulder and tossed me onto my back beside Ezra.
Brick leaned forward, grabbing at my shorts and flicking open the button. I wriggled my ass in the air and started yanking my pants down while his hand found its way to Ezra’s overalls. In one swift motion, Brick had both of us stripped, my pants and Ezra’s overalls in a crumpled pile by the floor. When I looked over to Ezra, I saw the front of his blue briefs were tented up with a stiff erection.
He looked good. The way he lifted his legs and wiggled his butt, I knew that Brick was going to absolutely devour him, and something about that made me feel incredibly horny.
I wanted to watch it happen. I wanted to smell it, and feel it, and taste it, too.
“I’m going to spank you both. Do you want me to do that?”
Ezra and I looked at each other. His eyes were watery with desire, and we both nodded. I would have expected Brick to just unleash on us both without saying more than a few words, but he seemed intent on making sure we wanted this as badly as he seemed to. I was surprised but relieved, and I felt a little more comfortable relinquishing control to him.
“Yes, I want that,” I said, the words coming out slow. As Brick stared down, Ezra pulled me close for a quick kiss, leaving me on my back with my ass in the air again.
Brick’s open palm landed against my cheeks, not too hard at first. It was almost playful, although my legs kicked out as I felt the sting from it a second later. It sent a warm tingle up inside of me, and when his other hand landed against Ezra’s butt, I felt that same tingle again. As I moaned and held my legs in the air, he kept spanking me, a little harder each time.
I had never been spanked before. I couldn’t get over the shock of how good it felt, especially when he rubbed his fingers against my hole and up toward my balls after. It started off as a kind of pain, but the burning sensation quickly turned into pleasure, too.
Slap. Smack. Slap.
Brick grabbed Ezra’s briefs, tugging them down. He stuck his fingers in his mouth, soaking them with saliva, then rubbed the fingers up against Ezra’s crack. All the while, he kept landing these swats against my cheeks, the burning and tingling growing stronger in my hole, and my cock twitching with every sting.
I gasped as Brick tugged down my briefs, too, and began fondling my backside properly. I knew my skin must have been bright pink from the spanking, but as Brick’s fingers roamed along my entrance, all I could think about was how much I wanted him inside of me. I wanted that pain and that pleasure to reach deep into my hole.
I needed it.
I needed Brick.
Flipping my head to the side, I caught Ezra’s eyes. He was biting down hard on his bottom lip and still whimpering desperately. “You’re so sexy,” I said, the words coming out breathy.
Ezra grinned through his moan, then reached his hand out, grabbing my fingers and squeezing them. “You, too.” Our lips met again, our tongues searching, and we melted back into our kiss. When Ezra pulled his lips away, it was only long enough to form a few words, begging Brick to fuck him before falling back into me.
Brick removed his hand from Ezra’s hole, teasing his edges on the way out with a wet noise. He wrestled a condom out of his wallet, tearing it open with his teeth. As he slid the latex down his shaft, I studied the thick veins and the heavy sack of his balls, so full I knew he could drench Ezra and I both.
Standing beside the bed, Brick pulled us both closer to the edge, stroking his cock only inches away from our holes. On our backs, Ezra and I could still kiss, but our wild panting and whimpering kept sending us writhing apart and back together. Our cocks were bouncing in the air, each leaking little pearls as Brick groped us and prodded our holes.
I thought about how good we must look together and how hungry Brick must be to devour us. It made me even more desperate for his touch, and the pleasure vibrated off of Ezra’s skin so electrically I could feel it myself.
Brick looked powerful, the light blocked by his broad shoulders. His fist worked the base of his cock, and he stared down with that glare in his eyes that made me want to do anything I could to please him. “You boys look good,” he said. “You sure you can take this?”
Ezra grabbed Brick’s wrist, whimpering again. “Fucking give it to me,” he whispered.
Brick grinned. “Fuck yeah.”
His fingers found their way inside of me just as he bucked his hips back, pressing his tip against Ezra’s hole. Ezra ran his thumb in circles over his tip as Brick rocked his hips back and forth, guiding his cock by the base. I heard Ezra’s moans as the tip disappeared inside of him, spreading him. Only a few inches in, Ezra was already quivering like he was on the edge.
I grabbed at my own shaft as Brick’s fingers worked their way toward my prostate, plunging deeper when I rocked my hips out and begged. My balls trembled tight against my body, like I was about to come, so I let go of my cock and grabbed at Ezra’s chest instead, slapping at his pecs and grabbing at his nipples wildly. When I pinched, he moaned even louder, a drop of cum landing on the tender skin of his belly.
Brick started plowing Ezra faster, and somehow, Ezra’s hole swallowed up Brick’s thick meat. I could smell the sweat of both men, sweet in the air. I wanted to come so badly I was having trouble breathing, but I wouldn’t let myself.
I wasn’t done pleasing Brick yet, and I wanted to last as long as Ezra did. I wanted to feel every drop of pleasure that Ezra felt, just like I knew he was feeling my own quivering spasms.
Brick’s balls were slamming against Ezra’s thighs, and Brick was gritting his teeth as he plowed into him, harder every time. Ezra grabbed my hand, shoving it in his mouth and licking at my fingers so greedily saliva started dripping down his face. I bit my bottom lip and thrust my hips out harder and faster, taking a pounding on my prostate from Brick’s rigid fingers.
“I’m going to come, I’m going to come, I’m going to come,” Ezra started whimpering, repeating it louder each time. When Brick growled his approval, Ezra’s balls shot up close to his body, and his cock pulsed with a thick spray of semen. It landed against Ezra’s chest, and when I started rubbing my fingers against the sticky mess, my hole clenched around Brick’s fingers, and a wet spray shot up from my balls, the orgasm launching out of me in fat squirts.
Brick roared as he pulled his cock out of Ezra’s hole, throwing the condom aside and working his fist in a hard, steady pump along his length. He bucked his hips forward as he sprayed his load, the jets landing on Ezra’s chest. When I saw the puddle, I plunged forward, licking up the salty spills and biting playfully at Ezra’s nipples, my desire finally bursting through the cages that had held it.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Brick growled, falling against the bed with his weight. Ezra moaned while I cleaned him, then pulled me up for a deep, messy kiss.
