Page 45 of Five Days

Those repeated two words hit me in the sternum, but I moved with intent to obey, same as I’d done the night before.

But right now?

I was taking the reins. It was my turn to bring them both pleasure, and it started with letting Zack know he was more than just physically there with us. He would partake, be a part of my loving Landon for the first time.

Same as he’d gifted me when he’d given Landon what he’d always wanted.

Grabbing the base of my dick, I tapped Zack’s fingers with the back of my cock. “Hold him open for me.”

He did as told, and Landon’s hole winked at me, sexy as hell and just as much of a flirt as his mouth.

“Let me in, baby,” I couldn’t help the pet name while pressing against his pucker.

Landon bore down, and the head of my dick slipped into his sucking heat.

“Fuck.” I gritted my teeth, afraid of blowing my load before I burrowed inside his body.

“Give me more,” he demanded, pushing toward me.

“When I’m ready, greedy boy.”

Landon shuddered as though he loved that nickname too. As long as we kept cum slut out of the air—even if he admitted to being one in his wild days—we wouldn’t trigger any negative responses.

But his hot hole proved voracious for dick, and I forced my way in with controlled thrusts until I pressed against him from chest to hips.

I paused, needing to gain control, but Landon moved himself on my throbbing length, grinding away and panting.

“Zack,” he begged, more of a gasp really, as though needing our lover too.

“Kiss him,” I told Zack. “Help me work a climax out of him.”

Both men froze, and I realized they’d fucked but hadn’t kissed. I knew from Landon they hadn’t as teens either.

“Y-You don’t have to,” Landon started, but Zack grasped his face and took his mouth in a bruising clasp of lips and teeth.

Fuck.

I swallowed hard, my groin aching as Landon’s hole clenched around me, the whimpers spilling past his lips the most delicious sounds to ever caress my ears. How often had he dreamed of tasting Zack’s mouth? With the desperation rolling off Zack, I wondered if he’d always longed for the same regardless of the bitterness he’d clung to for years.

Emotion welled up inside me, happiness over bringing them together, elation at having found what I’d always hoped for with Landon. And the bright possibility of so much more than I could have imagined.

Zack ground against Landon’s front, and I attempted to burrow deeper into Landon’s guts.

I closed my eyes and gave over to lust, grunting over every slick glide in and out of his tight hole. He fit me like a glove, warm and comfortable as though he’d been made for me.

“Put your hands on me, Zack,” I demanded, quickly growing winded, ready to voice the same ownership Zack had declared earlier. “Help me fuck our boy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he muttered but grabbed my ass.

“Yeah—just like that,” I praised his firm hold, getting off on how he yanked me forward into Landon’s tight grip. Decadent heat sucked me in regardless of my dragging pulls to the head, and his clench on me and the amount of lube I’d coated myself with made for one delicious-to-the-ears wet fuck.

Making love would happen eventually, but I was too far gone in my lust. I needed to own Landon from the inside out.

Same as Zack had done last night, I latched onto Landon’s neck, giving him a mirrored hickey on the opposite side from Zack’s.

Eyes clenched shut, I released the suction and breathed against his neck, my hips stuttering regardless of how Zack’s hold spurred me on.

“Going to fill you up, baby,” I promised what I hoped to truly do some day.

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