They looked up to me, blinking. “What do you mean?” Irving asked.
“Who first?” I repeated, still swinging the rope.
Ezra lit up. “Oh! Me!” he said, running his hand along his back side. “Me!”
I grinned. “I thought you would say that,” I answered. “Hands?”
Ezra stuck out his hands eagerly, and I pulled him to his feet. His eyes were dancing wildly back and forth, and I could see Irving stroking himself in the bed, biting down hard on his cheek as he watched us. They were so hungry, but I still wanted to make sure they were okay and that I wasn’t going to push them too hard.
“You’ll say if you need me to stop?”
Ezra nodded quickly. “Yeah!”
“Yeah,” Irving repeated. “We trust you, Brick. Go ahead.”
I swallowed, my Adam’s apple rising up and falling back down slowly. Hearing Irving say that made my heart skip. It pushed up against something in me that hadn’t been pushed up against in quite a long time.
They trusted me.
“Good,” I growled, taking Ezra’s hands and tying them closely at the wrists. I could feel the heat coming off his body and taste his salty sweet scent in the air. His cock was already leaking through the front of his bright briefs, making my whole idea so much more delicious.
I lifted his hands above his head, then looped the rope around the ceiling lamp, stretching to my full height. When I had him good and secured, I stroked my hand up his cock slowly, earning a long whimper.
“Stay,” I ordered and turned back to the bed. Irving was waiting there, watching me with his legs spread and his lips slightly parted.
“You’re going to watch,” I told Ezra. “And then you’re going to switch.”
They both whimpered at the same time.Good.
I took my time, removing my clothing one piece at a time and letting them study my body. Irving rose up to meet me as I lowered myself onto the bed. I wrapped him in my arms for a deep kiss, then pushed him back against the mattress, my hands on his shoulders. Mounting him, I dragged my thick, meaty cock up the length of his shaft. When I turned to glance over my shoulder, I saw Ezra, sweating and twitching as he watched us.
“Brick,” Irving whispered.
I turned back to him, rubbing my hand across his chest roughly. “You want me to fuck you?” I asked.
“Yes,” he gasped.
I reached my hand back, grabbing at my shaft and rubbing my thumb against my tip. White beads of cum ran down my hand, lubricating my shaft as I tightened my fist. Irving looked down at my cock, still breathing fast.
“Have you been tested?” he asked.
I nodded. “I haven’t been with anyone but the two of you in… a long time.”
His face softened when I said it, and he nodded. “Me, too,” he said. “Fuck me. I want to feel you.”
I pressed my fingers up against his hole, remembering how greedily he took me last time. I worked them around for a minute, teasing his edges and fingering the velvety muscles that tugged back. When he was ready, I pushed my cock forward, fisting it against his entrance.
Irving’s legs kicked out, his muscles twitching, and I entered him.
I entered him slowly, teasing my way in and studying every whimper on his face. I stretched his muscles, then pulled my cock back, lubricating his edges before I pushed in again.
It felt so warm and good inside of Irving. As I began rocking my hips, he pushed his backside out, grinding his soft cheeks against me. I groaned as my cock slid further and further in. Irving’s hands shot up to his mouth, and as I arched my back, he hooked his legs behind my knees.
“Fuck me,” he moaned again. “Please!”
Normally, I would take my time, toying with him and building up his desire like a bonfire. Now that I had tasted him, though, my desire felt so much more urgent. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and the back of his head, lifting him in the air as I rocked my hips. Irving pinched his nipples as I kept thrusting, his body falling naturally into my motion. His hole felt amazing, and his muscles pulled my cock deeper, the warmth and pleasure of his grip sending shockwaves through my body.
When I found his prostate, Irving soared over the edge. His eyes rolled backward as my balls slammed against him, and when his hole clenched me even tighter, I knew he was ready to spray.
