Page 195 of Piece Us Together

I feel Hunter move a little. My vision is blurry because of all my tears, but I manage to figure out that he’s stroking Nolan’s cock with his free hand, pulling needy little sounds out of him as he begins to move on my cock again.

“Go ahead and come, darling. Be a good boy. Come on his cock. Show him how good he makes you feel.”

“Oooh,” Nolan breathes, shuddering and clenching and gasping. “Oh, oh, oh—”

He moans in relief then, his movements stuttering as his cock starts to coat Hunter’s hand and my stomach. His hole is like a fucking vise around my aching cock. It’s exquisite and awful.

All I can do is sob, the tears from before now spilling down the sides of my face. Hunter swipes them away with his lips, hushing me softly, telling me things like, “I’ve got you,” and, “That’s it, Maison,” and, “Such a tough little kitten, aren’t you?”

Nolan pulls off of me, sucking in watery breaths of his own. My cock jerks against the cold air. It feels like it’s floating, like it was just being held so fucking tight and now it’s untethered, wild, free—but not free enough.

“Such good boys,” Hunter murmurs as he moves just enough to get to his knees. “Nolan, give our kitten your cock to suck clean. I’m not going far, alright, boys? I’m not even leaving the bed.”

The reassurance settles warm in my chest before Nolan straddles me. His cock is already softening, wet and warm from his cum and Hunter’s hand. I lick it greedily before managing to pull it in with my tongue and give it a few good sucks.

“Nolan, scoot back down.”

Nolan’s cock slips out of my mouth, hitting my chin and smearing drool everywhere before he drags himself down my body. It’s oddly reminiscent of the first time the three of us fucked. I find myself wondering if he’s going to have him ride my cock a second time or if he’s going to take a turn like he said he would. As awful as my cock feels being in the open air now, I don’t know how long I’d survive with Nolan’s hot hole tight around me again.

Hunter gives me a soft kiss before moving to position himself behind Nolan. I breathe a sigh of relief that my cock will be left alone to calm down, but there’s a part of me that’s thinking this is too easy, that I haven’t had to beg nearly enough. I try not to dwell on the worry. I just enjoy the moment where my cock is aching, but not desperate, as I watch Hunter press his cock into Nolan.

I realize something is different almost immediately.

Hunter just holds still once he’s fully seated inside of him, Nolan’s soft cock dangling just enough where it would likely rub against me if he moved. At first, I think he’s holding still for that reason, refusing me the ability to feel anything at all on my cock.

Then I hear the lube bottle clicking. I’m able to move my head just enough to see his hand disappear behind Nolan. The moment I can’t watch him, I turn my gaze on Nolan’s face instead. His eyes go comically wide just a second later, his breath hitching.

“Ooooooh,” he breathes, his head falling back on Hunter’s shoulder. His cock is starting to fill again already. “Oooh, sir. Sir, sir, sir.”

“That feel good, darling?” Hunter asks. All I can see is the muscle in his arm moving. It’s enough for me to realize what he’s doing.

He has a finger inside of Nolan, alongside his pretty fucking thick cock.

“Full,” Nolan whispers. He seems to be fighting to keep his eyes open. “Sooo full.”

“You took it so easily, though. Maybe you want to be fuller?”

Nolan gasps and I realize another finger must be getting pushed into him.

My mouth is dry.

“Hunter?” I ask, my voice sounding like wheels on gravel. “Can I—I want to see.”

He ignores me completely, that muscle in his arm jumping some more. Nolan starts to rock his hips. His breaths come out short and stuttered, his cheeks flushing. I watch as a bead of sweat slowly rolls down from his temple.

“How about that, darling?” Hunter asks, his voice sounding surprisingly similar to mine.

Nolan whimpers and writhes, but he’s nodding hard, fast. “Good. Great. Green, green—oooooh, sir, sir, what are you—oh!”

Another one?

No fucking way.

No. Fucking. Way.

That’s fucking enough to—to—

Oh no.

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