Page 40 of Five Days

He coated his fingers without a word, and I shifted to give him space between Landon’s ass and my sheathed cock.

Their eyes met and held as Callum swiped his wet fingertips over Landon’s pucker.

“Okay?” he asked with gentleness when I’d expected him to take after pining for eight years.

“Mmm.” Landon hummed and nodded, his lower lip between his teeth.

Callum pressed in, and Landon moaned, leaning into him.

Their mouths crashed together, causing my dick to buck.

Jesus, these two men. They were fucking addictive, potent enough a guy might rearrange his life on a whim just to be with them outside paradise?—

No.

I shook the thought clear from my head, reached over Callum, and grabbed the bottle he’d discarded, quickly coating my rigid length.

This was all about fucking and getting my fill of Landon.

Nothing more.

Two of Callum’s fingers slid deep into Landon’s slack hole, and I rubbed the head of my dick over his knuckles, focused on one thing.

“Let me in,” I murmured, poking enough Landon gasped—but he bore down, and the head of my dick popped inside him along with Callum’s fingers.

“Oh, fuck—Oh, God that’s a lot.”

“Too much?” Callum whispered over Landon’s parted lips.

“N-No. S-Stay. Want you in me too.”

I hissed at the thought of both of us inside Landon’s body, our cocks slick and hot, rubbing against each other’s. That was an image worth drooling over and a must in the coming days.

One hand trapped between Landon’s hip and the mattress, the other on Callum’s ass cheek, I gyrated my hips in a gentle roll, wishing I had two dicks so I could fuck them both at the same time.

The sounds of their kisses roused my climax before it normally would on a second go-round, and I groaned in frustration.

Not long enough…never enough, just like Landon had claimed.

Callum slid his fingers from Landon’s ass and grabbed hold of my hair, yanking my head up from where I’d buried my face against Landon. I didn’t care that those fingers had been shoved deep into a hole slick with lube when he shifted forward, his blue-green eyes overrun with lust, his mouth intent on mine.

Our lips crashed together, Landon’s whimper spurring us on.

“I’m gonna nut already. Oh, fuck.” He moaned, trying to shove his ass harder against my dick.

I took the hint and upped the pace, thrusting in time with how I fucked my tongue into Callum’s mouth. Our breaths became pants, sweat once more beading on my back and brow.

“Make him come,” Callum whispered against my mouth, and as though he pulled the strings on my body’s responses, I convulsed, cum shooting up my shaft instead.

“Oh fuck yeah.” Landon moaned, his ass clenching around me, my climax triggering his own.

“Jesus,” I huffed on an exhale, burying deep, wishing I could mark him with every last drop I had left in my balls.

Landon shuddered, and we came down from our high. I wrapped both of arms around him, squeezing him to me, instinctively keeping him close.

“Callum,” he whispered, and I peered over his shoulder.

Landon’s best friend stroked his still hard dick in steady rhythm, his gaze flitting between the two of us. “You’re beautiful together.”

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