Page 86 of Five Days

I retrieved the small bottle off the table alongside the daybed and lubed up before penetrating Callum’s tight ring with a single finger to find him empty, hot, and silky smooth.

He groaned, his head tipping back.

Lifting onto my elbow, I nuzzled along his ear and neck, breathing in the woodsy scent of his bodywash. My tongue slid over his skin as I probed at his soft insides, salt on my lips and the wetness of lube on my fingertips.

“So delicious,” I murmured and nosed over the shell of his ear, exhaling hot breath until he shuddered.

“Please, Zack.”

“Love it when you beg, sweetheart.”

I worked in a second finger, stretching him enough to take me but not open him fully. He enjoyed the stinging stretch and got off on being overwhelmed by the feeling of being stuffed full.

“Let me in.”

Callum hummed and relaxed, allowing the head of my dick to slip inside him.

“Fuck, Callum.” I settled onto my side and wrapped my arms around him, pushing into his tight heat with slow, sure strokes until he welcomed all of me. “Your ass was made for my dick. It’s like coming home every time I sink into your hole. You’re so slick and warm.”

“Zack,” he moaned my name, bearing down then squeezing his ring around the base of my girth as though attempting to suck me in deeper.

“Jesus,” I hissed, reaching for his cock.

He was hard and already leaking for me.

We writhed together, short strokes keeping me buried and rubbing my swollen head over his prostate with every gentle thrust.

“Can’t get deep enough,” I complained, rubbing my forehead against the back of his head. “Want to burrow clear into your soul.”

“You’re already there,” Callum whispered, reaching to clutch at my hair and keep me close. “Never letting you go.”

“Good.”

He turned his head, and we shared a sloppy kiss with wet tongues and panted breaths.

“I love you, Zack,” he murmured against my mouth, finally giving words to exactly how he felt for me.

I stilled, my groin resting against his ass, my dick aching inside his body. Both of us opened our eyes, our gazes connecting. “Love you too,” I whispered what I’d become sure of.

“Oh thank fuck.” Landon’s giddiness caused both of our faces to break into grins.

I hadn’t realized he’d woken up. I pecked Callum’s lips and grabbed Landon’s hair with a light grip, shoving him downward along Callum’s front. “Suck his dick, baby. Gag on his cock until he comes down your throat.”

“Yes,” Landon agreed with a breathless hiss, scrambling to do as told.

Callum grunted as Landon’s mouth closed over him. “Lan—oh God, you’re so good at that.”

“He has a wicked tongue,” I agreed, dragging my dick out of Callum’s ass until his ring clutched at my glans.

“Zack.”

“I know what you need, sweetheart. Just lay there and let me love you.”

He did, moaning as I filled him over and over, clutching at his hip bone to keep him still for my dick’s plundering. The sounds of Landon sucking on his cock, slurping and moaning his pleasure tightened my balls up against my body.

“I’m gonna come,” Callum gasped, and the second his hole clamped around my girth, I unloaded in his ass, endorphins rushing through my blood and pebbling my skin.

Broken words of love and appreciation spilled from my lips with every spurt coating his insides.

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