Page 65 of Five Days

“Sit. Scoot closer,” I demanded, dropping down atop Zack’s body. “Want to suck you both at the same time.”

Zack squeezed my cheeks, likely bruising my skin.

Good. A visual reminder of the best day of my life.

I held the base of their dicks together the best I could, and Callum sank his fingers into my hair. “Fuck yeah,” I whispered and went to town lapping at their slits, suckling their swollen cockheads, and stuffing my mouth full like my loosening hole soon would be.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Landon.” Zack groaned. He pushed a finger into my ass but immediately gave me two with how relaxed I was. “You’re so hot inside, baby. Silky soft. A perfect sleeve for our dicks to fuck.”

A shiver slid down my spine, and I whimpered around my mouthful of cock.

We couldn’t hurry stretching me out to accommodate the both of them, but fuck me, I wanted to get to the good stuff.

Zack worked in a third finger alongside his lapping tongue but demanded the lube for the fourth. He wet me up good, shoving enough slickness past my pucker to take a fist if I wanted.

Pre-cum leaked from my cock like a faucet, smearing over his neck and upper chest, and I had to focus on my next novel’s outline so I didn’t blow before having them inside me.

“Think you’re ready, baby?” Zack asked, and I couldn’t even find my voice through the haze of lust attempting to control my body and brain.

I nodded, and as quickly as he’d spun me earlier, he did so again, trapping our hard dicks together. “Oh…” I ground against him, head thrown back, swallowing hard.

“Easy,” he crooned, holding my hips still. “Callum, use your dick to open him up some more.”

“Please—yes. That.”

Callum, all-wise and privy to my thoughts, pulled me toward him, sliding my groin down past Zack’s balls.

I whimpered.

“Hush, Lan. Trust me.”

My head dropped to Zack’s sternum as the blunt head of Callum’s bare dick slid up through my crack. “Empty,” I moaned, rocking my head side to side against hot skin and muscle. “Need you.”

He sank into me, one torturously slow inch at a time, his harsh grip on my hips keeping me from slamming back until our balls kissed.

“Callum!” I whined, making Zack chuckle. “Shut up, asshole.” I shoved up to plank on my hands and glared at him. Why did he have to be so damn gorgeous, his half-mast eyelids promising he wanted to fuck as badly as I needed him in me? “Sheath that dick up and get ready for me.”

Heat blazed in his gaze, and I held his stare as Callum began to rock in and out of me, the lack of a condom covering his shaft making me shiver again. It’d been years since I’d gone bare, and I’d paid the price, but Callum would never put me at risk if he wasn’t absolutely sure.

Lube dripped off my sac, the squelching noises music to my ears.

“Hurry, Zack. Please,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Need you too.”

He rolled on a condom and stroked lube over himself.

The second Callum’s grip loosened enough I could pull away, I yanked off his dick, ignoring the sudden emptiness that made me want to cry. I scooted forward, whimpering the whole damn time, and slammed down onto Zack’s cock.

“Yes,” I hissed, eyes closing over the perfection of being filled again. A few gyrations of my hips, and I sprawled over him, holding his face in my hands. “Stuff me full, Callum.”

Zack wound his arms around my back, strong hands soothing up and down my spine as Callum worked one then two fingers in alongside Zack’s dick. “Okay?” Zack asked, still holding my gaze.

“Mmm hmm,” I agreed, easily taking what Callum offered.

“He’s good, Callum—give our boy what he’s desperate for.”

Our boy.

I closed my eyes to keep tears from falling and shoved my face into Zack’s neck so he wouldn’t see how his words affected me.

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