Page 104 of More than Need

He removed Dawson’s underwear with more haste than he’d asked of Gideon, uncaring now of taking his time. The need to have Dawson naked and splayed open was too strong to ignore.

Gideon kissed his shoulder and pressed a condom and tube of slick into his hand. Riley settled himself on Dawson’s hips and slid the condom on, lubing himself up before tossing it back to Gideon. “Get on your back next to him, get your fingers nice and wet, and slide them into your ass for me.”

Gideon glanced down at the lube in his palm.

Riley massaged around Dawson’s hole, a cursory touch just to spread the wetness around enough for him to slide in. He would feel every inch of Riley’s cock, forcing its way inside, burning with it and begging for more. “Now, Gideon,” he ordered harshly. “Or are you the one that will be sitting this out?”

Gideon trembled, tongue slipping out to wet his bottom lip. His thigh pressed against Dawson’s shoulder as he got comfortable. He wasted no time lubing up his fingers and shoving them inside himself. He bit his lip and threw back his head, exposing his throat. If Riley were closer, he’d take a taste of that expanse of skin.

Riley slid into Dawson, a tight fit from minimal lube and no prep. Dawson’s answering guttural groan came from deep in his chest. He twisted on the sheets, squirming, and the movement only helped Riley get deeper.

“Okay?” Riley asked. He went slow, giving Dawson time to adjust. He’d still be feeling it, his muscles squeezing around Riley’s cock.

Dawson nodded. “Yes. Don’t stop.”

Perfect answer.

Riley watched Gideon fingering himself with three digits disappearing into his wet hole as he set up a light pace. He eased himself in and out of Dawson until the edge of pain left his face completely, replaced with nothing but intense arousal.

Riley turned Dawson’s head in Gideon’s direction with a hand on his cheek. “Look at him fucking himself while I fuck you. See how much he needs something more? How much he wants us to fuck him instead?”

Dawson’s hole clenched around him, lips opening with a sharp exhale. Gideon’s eyes met Dawson’s, and his fingers moved more frantically.

Yeah, he needed some more. More fingers. A cock. Anything. Gideon’s hunger lingered in the air between them all, a physical presence that demanded feeding.

“Get up and straddle his chest, facing me,” Riley ordered, wanting him closer.

When Gideon got himself into position, Riley loosely held his neck, keeping him in place. “Dawson is going to finger fuck you until you’re sloppy and aching, and then you’re going to sit on his cock. And you’re not going to make a sound, are you?”

Gideon’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “N-no?”

Not good enough. “A firmer answer, Gideon.”

“No.”

“Good boy.” He kissed Gideon deeply, rewarding him. “If you weren’t already stuffed full with lube, I’d have made you sit on his face while I fucked him.”

Gideon moaned, lips clinging. “Nex-next time?”

“If you’re good for me,” Riley promised. He wouldn’t miss the opportunity to try all of the positions with them. So many ways to make them both come.

Riley fucked harder into Dawson as three of Dawson’s fingers moved inside Gideon. Gideon arched his back, rotating his hips on them, arms moving to twine around Riley’s shoulders to keep steady as he fucking himself eagerly.

Riley kissed him, tongue mimicking the movement of their hips. “Are you ready to sit on his dick, baby?”

“Please.”

Dawson’s hips bucked as if in answer. It drove Riley deeper inside him, and Riley changed his angle so he could hit that perfect spot.

Riley stroked Dawson’s cock and picked up the spare condom beside them. He held it up to Gideon. “Well, put it on.”

Gideon kissed him hungrily instead, leaving them both dizzy with it. Riley barely waited for Gideon to get Dawson ready before he lifted him by the hips and sat him on Dawson’s cock.

Gideon easily took him in after being so thoroughly finger fucked. He cried out, clinging and arching his back. He immediately bounced himself, like he couldn’t stand to be still for one single second. So beautifully needy for them.

Riley grasped his nape and kissed him, just as greedy for them. He fisted Gideon’s cock, stroking harshly, fast and heavy and with the focused intent of driving him out of his mind.

“Think you can take us both?” Riley asked roughly.

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