Page 26 of Branson's Promise

Chapter 13

Branson

If you meet someone carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders, offer them help. You'd want them to do the same for you.

Good boy,the words heated my blood to scorching levels, and I nuzzled my nose into Noel’s groin, groaning at his scent - musky with a hint of soap and something so very him. Like coffee and leather mixed with a touch of mint. Noel rakedhis hands through my hair, blunt nails scraping my scalp, the ends catching on his fingers, shooting little sparks of painful pleasure into me. I lifted my head slowly, my gaze taking in his lust filled eyes, ocean blue with swirls of grey, topped by heavy lids.

Leaning forward and pressing myself up straighter, I took his length into my mouth, loving the way his silky, smooth skin felt on my tongue. The weight was comforting, and I wondered for a second if he’d let me hold it in my mouth like this for him. Maybe while we watched TV or while he read. I could warm it, suckle it and keep this feeling of intimacy and comfort snuggled inside me.

Agreeing with myself to bring up the topic later, I tightened my lips, feeling the veins along his shaft before swirling my tongue over the prominent head.

“Just like that, love,” Noel moaned, canting his hips to press his cock further into my throat. The intrusion had my eyes watering, and I gagged when he got a little overzealous with his thrusts. “So stunning, look at these tears.” He wiped his thumb along a stray tear and I lifted my eyes to watch him lick it away. I doubled my efforts, pressing my hands one on each thigh and sucking his shaft, hollowing my lips on each upward pull.

From behind me, Milo groaned. “Oh kitten, he’s loving this. You should see him sitting there, fisting his impressive cock,” Noel said. His dick dropped from my mouth and I turned to where Milo was sitting, his legs over the end of the bed, one hand behind him, holding him up and the other wrapped around his cock. He was naked, and I took a moment to appreciate the spread of ink on his body, making a mental note to investigate them more closely later. I had so much to learn about these men and the thought of spending more time with them - together - thrilled me.

“Come sit on my cock, gorgeous.” Noel brought my attention back to him. I stood moving to climb onto his lap so we were face to face, but he spun me around, pulling me until I fell onto his lap, my back against his front. “How about I fuck you like this, that way you two can eye fuck each other at the same time. You like that idea?”

“Yes, daddy,” I breathed out, my voice wobbly.

“I thought so,” he said, kissing the side of my neck, then in a move I was not expecting, he lifted both my legs, pulling them apart and spreading each one over the arm of the chair. Spread open and on display for Milo, a momentary blush of embarrassment passed over me, but it was soon gone when I took in the absolute picture of desire staring back at me. All I could think wasyes, yes, yes.

Noel manoeuvred me and shifted his lower body until the round head of his cock pressed against my hole. In a tantalisingly slow movement, he was entering me, his cock sliding against my walls, stretching me wide as he moved in deeper. The stretch burned, but it wasn't painful. I loved the feeling of being opened by Noel's cock. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight. Hot and tight. God, you’re sucking me in. Fuck, you're so good for me. My good boy.”

I suppressed a chuckle, reminded about how chatty Noel was when he was fucking. This time, I didn't stop him though, lapping up the praise like the hungry kitten I was. With one powerful upward thrust, he was deep inside me, his cock lightly rubbing against my prostate. A promise of the pleasure to come, if only he pressed in a little deeper.

“More, daddy, please,” I begged, trying to move myself on his cock, but he held my hips, stilling my movements.

“I’m in charge here, gorgeous. Your only job is to keep these sexy fucking legs spread and watch our pretty boy over there. Show him how good you feel.”

I didn’t need to be told twice and fixed my gaze on Milo. His dark brown eyes soaked up the show in front of him, his hand working faster over his length. For a moment we were lost, the sounds in the room zeroing down to only our panting breaths. Milo’s eyes held mine, and I could see want and pleasure swirling in them. He wore his expressions openly, vulnerable in a way I had never seen on him before.

I was caught off guard then, letting out a rather undignified mewl as Noel thrust upwards hitting that magical spot. Over and over, he fucked me, pressing inside so deep my head began to spin as white hot waves of bliss flowed through my veins and shone at the edges of my vision.

“Fuck, that’s a sight.” Milo’s voice was breathless and husky and the sound spurred on the desire within me. “Your cock is leaking. So fucking inviting.”Oh, please accept the invitation, Milo, please.I wanted his lips on me so badly.

I moaned again as Noel picked up the pace, and my heart beat out of control. It wouldn’t take much to send me flying, to have me erupting like a fucking volcano. Just a little touch.

Noel moved one hand from where it had been holding my waist, snaking it over my chest, over my pert nipple and cupped the base of my throat, holding gently. “I think he wants a taste. He wants to know how perfect you are. And you are. Everything about you is flawless,” Noel whispered to me before he addressed Milo. “Sure you only want to watch?”

Milo’s throat bobbed and the thought of him on his knees, taking my cock in his mouth had me whimpering, reaching one hand from where it had been limply resting on my thigh, ready to take my cock in hand when Milo growled.

“Don’t touch, Bran.” And a moment later he was there, on his knees between our spread legs. Raking both my hands into his dark strands, I pulled him forward until he was mouthing at my slit, lapping up the precum that was pooled there before openinghis mouth and swallowing my cock. Noel reached one hand out, running it along Milo's cheek, feeling the way he sucked me.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh fuck,” I chanted, over and over as Milo continued to suck, and Noel continued to move inside me. Milo's mouth was hot and wet, and together with Noel's movements, I couldn't stop my orgasm from barrelling through me. “I’m coming, holy shit, I’m coming.” With both men focusing all their attention on my body, I exploded, my head spinning and my body going lax against Noel as Milo swallowed every drop of my release.

“I’m right there with you.” Noel’s voice was almost inaudible and I could feel his chest working rapidly against my back. Milo slid down, licking around my rim, around Noel’s cock and the picture it brought to my mind – the three of us all connected in that one spot – had my cock wanting to rally for more.

“Oh, oh, don’t stop Milo.” Noel thrust up one last time then stilled, his body trembling as he filled me with his cum. He moved so that his dick slipped from my ass and I clenched around the emptiness, then cried out as Milo dived down, sucking and licking at my rim. Relaxing, I bore down, pushing out Noel's cum and listened to the greedy noises Milo made as he feasted on me.

He stood up a moment later, his mouth in a tight line, his flushed cock in his hand and jerked himself, once, twice, then shot his load all over my chest. A satisfied smirk played on his lips as he leaned forward, lapping up his cum. I shuddered as the slick heat of his tongue traced over my sensitive skin. Moving so he was standing over Noel, he gripped Noel's cheeks. I leaned back and watched as Milo let the cum he’d gathered drip down in a long stream into Noel's waiting mouth.

“That’s so fucking hot,” I said under my breath as Noel swallowed and Milo stepped away, then threw himself backwards onto the bed with a sigh.

“So that happened,” he said and I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me. Noel lifted my legs and pulled me into a more comfortable position.

“Indeed,” he said, kissing my temple. “And I cannot wait for it to happen again.”

“Hmmm…” I hummed.

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