I lift my gaze to Harvey's flushed face. Something electric hums between us, deeper than purely lust.
"You're a filthy little cumwhore, aren't you, Zak?"
I nod since it's rude to speak with your mouth full.
"Now, swallow it all."
I obey, taking a hearty swallow.
"Open your mouth, and stick your tongue out."
I do, staring into Harvey's bewildered eyes the entire time.
Jack glances up as well. "Did you like that?"
"I, uh…" Harvey releases his cock and swipes his hand through his hair. "I loved that."
He sounds surprised. I don't blame him. This double act isn't exactly your run-of-the-mill sexual offering.
Jack grips the base of Harvey's girth. "Are you ready to give us your load?"
Instead of words, a few choked-out sounds come out of his mouth as he takes his cock from Jack and starts jerking himself off.
"Stand up, and come over us," I say, since, from experience, it works better that way.
"Okay."
We help him get to his feet and narrowly avoid having an eye taken out when his dick swings perilously close to our faces. He curls his thick fingers around his cock and starts fisting it as Jack and I get into what was once a very familiar position, sideby side, on our knees, the sides of our faces pressed together, looking up in anticipation of our creamy reward.
"You good?" I check, my eyes briefly shifting from Harvey's cock to my bestie.
"So good." He smiles at me and then kisses me.
"Oh my god." Harvey's voice cracks with need. "Keep doing that. It's so fucking hot."
We keep kissing, making a full-on production out of it, even throwing in a few exaggerated moans. At one point, I sharply pull Jack's head back by his hair and spit on his face, remembering how much he loves that.
Harvey seems to like it, too, as he widens his stance slightly. "Getting close," he grunts. "Need to warn you, I come a lot, and it's been a while, so…"
"Fuck, yeah," Jack cries with wild abandon.
"Give us all you've got," I command. Harvey has no idea how much we love cum…but he will soon enough.
Jack and I get into position—faces together, looking up, mouths open, tongues out.
"So fucking beautiful," Harvey murmurs, his breath ragged.
A few more furious strokes, and then he erupts. He didn't lie; he showers us with a cascading waterfall of hot, gooey cum. He's got exceptional aim, managing to drench both of our faces, using us as his own personal splash zone.
Jack's face is sticky and glazed, and I can't see out of my left eye, my eyelid drowned by a glob of thick cum. I swallow some of Harvey's tangy release that made it into my mouth because I'm a selfish cumslut, but I spit out the rest onto Jack's face because I'm also a good friend.
"Yum," he murmurs as he cradles the sides of my face, spitting the load he captured in his mouth to me, cum spilling everywhere, dribbling down our chins.
Jack swipes the cum that landed on my eye and feeds it to me off his finger. I glance up briefly to see an astonished-looking Harvey staring down at us, his face flushed, solid chest heaving.
I wink, and he grins.
Oh, yeah, he likes it.
