“Different ways,” I answered. “I sometimes wear a silicone cock for topping, but I didn’t bring that with me.” I paused, thinking of it back in my lonely apartment, then shook off the reminder of the world outside.
“I like to warm Marco up with my hands and my mouth,” Demir said. “He loves that, don’t you, babe?”
“Yeah,” Marco said, his voice coming out breathy. “That’s nice.”
My cock twitched as he wriggled his hips. I wanted to sink myself into him, again and again, and with every flirty moan and arched back, he was showing me how much he wanted that, too.
I started by running my fingers in a slow circle, closer and closer to Marco’s edge. I went slowly, pressing the tender skin behind his balls, then leaning down and breathing hot kisses along his crease. My cock throbbed between my legs, but soon enough, Demir had me in his hand, stroking me just right.
I felt Marco’s muscles fire and twitch as I ran my tongue along his rim. He let out a long, whiny moan when I did it again, and it was like his need was feeding my fire. Slowly, I worked his hole with my mouth, taking in the sweet, earthy scent and learning the gives and tugs of his body.
Playing with him was much more tender than I would have expected. His body was so soft, and he moved with me by instinct.
I wet a couple of fingers with lube, and when I slowly worked them inside of him, Marco tightened like a vice, holding me there.
“Fuck yeah,” Demir growled in my ear, still stroking my length and rubbing his fingers across my head.
I was breathing hot and heavy, and my face was warm when I finally pulled away. I had my fingers inside of him still, and Marco had buried his face in the pillows. He moaned and pushed himself back on my fingers, and I bucked my hips to steady against him.
Still, though, I was ready to give him so much more.
Demir kissed me, then stepped to the front of the bed and pulled himself up beside Marco. He caught my eye again, holding me with his dark, steady gaze as I pushed deeper into Marco. Eagerly, Marco pulled himself up from the pillow and took Demir’s thick cock in his mouth, his lips pursing around the veins.
I jerked forward, fucking my fingers into Marco. His body was warm and impossibly soft inside, and the more I entered him, the more his muscles clenched and tugged. Something surged through me, and our pacing aligned, with my thrusts driving Marco onto Demir’s cock, over and over again.
Heat pooled at my base, and my muscles tightened. I could feel the sensations that Marco felt, like every thrust brought us closer together and closer to the edge of something new.
Marco reached back to stroke himself, and pleasure throbbed inside of me. I pulled my fingers out long enough to slap my hands against his cheeks, then pulled them apart. With his hole exposed, throbbing, and red, I thrust my cock against it, grinding hard into his twitching entrance.
Fuck. So good.
The head of my cock thrust into Marco’s wet, warm inside. I jerked my hips into him, again and again, and when I worked a finger back in with my cock, his moan went wild. Demir tugged on Marco’s hair and plunged his cock into Marco’s mouth, telling him how sexy he was, but still I could hear Marco’s gasps and moans. My cock stiffened against his quivering, and when I pressed against his prostate, an orgasm rocketed through all three of us.
Cum drenched the front of me as I collapsed against Marco. We were all sweaty, flushed, and breathless. The rush of endorphins made my body feel loose, like something had given and my muscles were all relaxed again.
Demir reached out, stroking the back of Marco’s head and then mine. I pulled my body closer to his and curled up against him. Marco hummed pleasantly and whispered both of our names.
“That was amazing,” Marco purred. “Thank you, Grayson.”
At some point, Demir made use of the towels and cleaned us all up. But by then, Marco was already passed out, and I was nearing sleep with him. By the time Demir crawled in with us again, my eyes were closed, and I was slipping away.
The first full night’s rest I’d had in days, in a bed that was beginning to feel like home.
