Mars pulled Rip’s cock out. He gripped it by the base with one hand, and thick veins bulged on the side. Rip was already rock hard, harder than me, even, and his crown was swollen and purple. Mars hummed to himself, then darted his tongue along the tip and swirled it down the head.
“Fuck yeah,” Rip groaned as he leaned back, tightening his pecs. “Show Clark how we like it.”
Mars began to work Rip’s base with one hand while taking more and more of his shaft into his mouth. I reached down to grab myself and shoved my hand into my briefs. I matched Mars’s rhythm as he bobbed his head, taking a little more of Rip every time.
He swallowed Rip so easily. He dropped his jaw and stretched his lips wide and made sloppy wet sounds while he sucked on Rip’s thick cock. My fingers tightened on my base, and I watched with watery eyes as Rip’s heavy sack swung between his legs.
“Just like that,” Rip said as he rubbed his hand across Mars’s cheek, trailing his thumb close to Mar’s lips. “Take it all, babe.”
Mars dived down, and I knew that Rip’s cock must have stretched the back of his throat. I whimpered, thinking about the way it would feel in my mouth, and how I would definitely choke on the tip. But Mars kept bobbing his head, taking Rip deeper and deeper.
I pulled myself up on my elbow, then leaned forward. I didn’t want to wait another minute. I was dizzy with hunger, and every instinct in my body was telling me what to do. Pressing my face against Rip’s thigh, I inhaled his pheromones, then drew my tongue up toward his cock.
Mars pulled his mouth back, then looked to me as he sucked in a few deep breaths. His face was sweaty, and his lips were puffy. He held Rip’s cock in his hand still, gripping the base like he was offering it to me, and when I looked up at the throbbing shaft, a drip of precum was glistening at the slit.
I started slowly, kissing at the base and tasting the tangy sweat. The skin was soft, almost tender against my lips, but the dark hairs and throbbing veins reminded me that it was Rip and that his muscled body was towering above me. Mars kept stroking his base while I took my time and felt every vein and ridge with my tongue, leaving Rip soaked with saliva.
It was somehow exactly like I expected, but totally unfamiliar at the same time. Like how it must have felt to walk on the moon or to be the first person to explore the bottom of the ocean.
When I finally made my way up to the tip, I only took it in my mouth for a moment before Mars joined me. Our lips met at Rip’s slit, and we began to kiss each other with Rip’s cock between us, our tongues darting together and then swirling down Rip’s length. I couldn’t tell whose hands were in my hair, but gently, the two guys guided me forward, and Rip’s cock slipped between my lips.
I tried to whimper, but my mouth was too full. Instead, I pushed myself forward and dropped my jaw to take more of him. I felt full and hot, and when I heard Rip growl, I knew the animal noise was for me.
A thrill shot across my entire body, and for one second, I thought there were a million hands, touching me and holding me. Like I could feel Rip’s pleasure, radiating down his cock and filling me from the inside. This was how it should have always been between us, I realized. Not like I had to fear him or like we needed to run from each other. But like we had something to give each other, something that joined us.
Rip’s tip banged into the back of my throat, and with another moan, I fell backward. His cock escaped my lips, and I immediately felt empty, almost incomplete. Fallen against the bed, I gasped and tossed my glasses to the nightstand. I reached for Rip’s cock again, but he pressed his hand against my chest, stilling me.
“Let’s get a look,” he growled.
Mars grabbed my jeans, then pulled them off and threw them aside. There was a wet spot where my tip pressed against my navy briefs, but for once, I didn’t feel shy or embarrassed for myself. The guys pulled the rest of my clothes off, and I felt four rough and callused hands, exploring my body.
Mars and Rip crawled forward as I pulled myself back up on my elbows. I looked up, watching as they kissed. They both had their cocks out, and they were stroking each other slowly, dragging their fists down their lengths, then letting their cocks slap back up, hard and glistening in front of me.
I reached forward and took Mars in my hand. He moaned as I gripped the base and felt the throbbing of his desire in my palm. I kissed his tip as I wrapped my other hand around Rip’s base. My hands full and my cock aching in the air, I planted a soft kiss on Rip’s crown, and then on Mars’s.
“Just like that,” Rip growled again. “Just like that.”
I swallowed Mars first and pushed my lips down his length until his tip hit the back of my throat. I explored with my lips and my tongue, sucking softly on his tip, and dragged my raw, puffy lips up and down his shaft. Rip stroked his cock against my cheek, and when I parted my lips further, he pressed his tip against Mars’s cock, and I tasted them both.
Every flick of my tongue and stroke of my fingers was a new experience. I tested the way they each responded and hummed with satisfaction as Mars groaned under my firm grip, and as Rip gasped in response to my tongue, darting across his tip. I didn’t stop to think, but just let my instincts guide me and bring us closer together.
They both began to jerk themselves into my mouth, and I turned from side to side, licking and sometimes swallowing one of them down again. The hands gripping my hair guided me, back and forth, and my cock twitched against my stomach, leaking precum all over my abs. I felt greedy, like I finally had my hands on the thing I had always wanted, and the heat of the two men steamrolled over years of anxiety and fear.
Mars spat in his hand, then reached down and stroked my cock, making me whimper and kick my legs out. I knew I couldn’t last long without coming, and when Rip thrust his fat cock back into my mouth, I felt my balls tightening up, ready to spray.
“That’s right,” Mars said, bouncing his fist on my cock. “You want our loads, Clark? You want to swallow us?”
I nodded the best I could, but with Rip stretching my jaw, I could only make eager, needy noises. He pulled me forward to ride my face properly. His shaft slid across my lips, over and over, and my cock pulsed and throbbed in Mars’s hand.
“Oh yeah, fuck yeah, here it comes,” Mars growled as he jerked his own cock in rhythm with my own. I heard Rip groan, a deeper and more animal groan than I had heard before, and his cock pulsed in my mouth. All at once, my muscles tightened, and the deep pleasure that was building at my base filled my entire body.
I moaned as Mars tightened his grip around my cock, and a fat load shot through my length, landing with a sticky spray against my chest. Rip slammed his cock between my lips, stretching the back of my throat, and I tasted the warm, salty release that filled my mouth. I swallowed and sucked, eager to get every drop out of him.
“So fucking hot,” Mars groaned. He kept jerking his cock above me, then threw his weight against Rip as he sprayed his load, soaking my chest with sticky ropes.
“Fuck yeah,” Rip said as he pulled his cock from my mouth, then rubbed his glistening tip across my lips. “Just like I imagined.”
I fell back against the pillow, dizzy and lightheaded. Semen was splattered across my chest, stomach and face, and sweat was drying on my skin. I could still taste Rip’s salty load, could still feel Mars’s tip on my lips.
