I had him in my arms. I pulled his lips to my mouth, and ran my fingers through his hair, and I had him. No one could stop us or interrupt this pleasure.
He was mine.
They both were.
With every thrust into Irving or whimper from Ezra, the raw hunger flamed inside of me. My pleasure and my desire raged, and it was like nothing else in the world mattered.
“Come for me, Irving,” I growled. “I want you to shoot your load for me.”
“Yes!” Irving gasped, thrusting his hips out harder as his cock sprayed across his chest. My own dick pulsed inside of him, so close to exploding I felt like the desire was going to scorch me. Just in time, I pulled my cock out, grabbing Irving’s backside and giving him a few quick spankings instead.
Each time I swatted him, another tiny squirt of jizz came out of his tip, and another desperate whimper escaped his lips. When I was done playing with his trembling body, I pulled him up for another deep kiss, his soft lips trailing over my stubble.
“Brick,” he whispered in my ear. “Thank you.”
I nuzzled his cheek again.This is Irving, I thought to myself.He’s here, and you care about him.
A whiny, long whimper broke the silence. When I turned, Ezra was rubbing his thighs together, his cock practically vibrating in his briefs. Irving moaned under his breath, then stroked my arm.
“Go get him,” he whispered. “Get him good.”
EZRA
Brick started by tying up Irving, dangling his naked body right in front of me. I tried to wriggle my hips forward, desperate for one of them to touch my cock, but Brick pulled me away at the last second, tossing me to the bed.
I whimpered, rubbing my aching cock against the mattress. I was wet and stiff, and all I could think about was the way Brick would feel, plowing away inside of me. With my hands bound and Irving’s eyes tracing my body, my skin felt electric.
Brick rubbed his hand across my backside, swatting me a few times and taking his time. He fingered the waistband of my underwear, tugging up a bit and fondling my cheeks, then swatted me hard, sending a sting up across my balls and down my shaft.
I whimpered again. “Please,” I moaned. “Please fuck me, Brick.”
He kept his hand pressed up against my hole. “As long as you keep begging, I’ll keep fucking.”
I didn’t say anything, rubbing my face against the sheets, and then I realized what he had said. I moaned again. “Please, Brick, I want your cock. I want it deep inside of me.”
My cheeks were burning red as I went on, the embarrassment of begging for his cock sending me to a whole new place. When he finally pulled my undies down and placed his face against my backside, my mouth twisted, and words started flying out so fast I barely knew what I was saying.
“Yeah, Brick, please shove your tongue inside me. Please, Brick, I need you to get me good and ready for your cock.”
Brick growled as he went deeper. Sprawled on my stomach, I felt every inch of his tongue pushing its way inside. His lips worked magic along my pucker as his tongue swirled against my prostate, making another string of obscene begging escape my lips.
All at once, Brick pulled back. I gasped, catching a hot breath, and his cock landed with a thwap against my cheeks. He swung its thick girth by the base, spanking my tender skin and growling while I shoved my hole back his way to let him know I was ready for it.
“Please,” I choked, “fuck me as hard as you fucking can.”
“That’s all I need to hear.”
His cock entered me hard and fast. He was already slick and beet red from fucking Irving, and his shaft pushed my ass open with a burning sensation so good I could taste it on my tongue. My hands gripped together, tied at the wrists, and I slammed my face against the bed as I took him. I wanted all of him inside of me, even though I could barely manage to choke out the words.
“Please,” I kept gasping. “Harder!”
Brick hooked his arm across my chest, pulling me in the air as he plunged deeper into me. My prostate pulsed, and my cock twitched in the air. I could finally drop my hands down and touch myself, and when my fingers landed along my shaft, I hit the edge.
“I’m going to come,” I whined, the words barely coming out. “I’m ready!”
“Not yet,” Brick ordered, plowing harder against my prostate. “I want you to wait.”
His order was so firm, I did everything I could to hold back the orgasm. My balls were quivering close to my body, and my ass was tugging him harder and harder inside. There was so much jizz leaking out of my slit, I didn’t know how long I could hold it for.
