My cock jerks at Vance’s words. Fucker knows how easily I can get off on his dirty talk alone, and hearing him say these things to princess only increases my arousal, my tip leaking against his thigh.
“We won’t be fucking that ass yet, though. Not until Ambrose is ready to join us.”
He should go first anyway. He’s been waiting for this opportunity a lot longer than we have. “Ambrose is going to be pissed.”
Vance laughs, laying a blanket on the floor in front of the fire. “I plan on it. The sex is always better when he is. He can take it out on the princess’s ass while I use my cock to stop him from all that yelling he likes to do.”
I laugh, my balls aching for another release. Fuck Vance for making me hornier than I was earlier. Now he’s using princess and Ambrose to edge me more.
As if knowing exactly what he’s doing, he smirks at me, slapping Oakley’s ass. “On the floor, sweetheart.”
Like a lost little lamb, Oakley looks around like he can’t remember where the floor is. Vance lifts him like he’s nothing and sets him on the ground gently. “Right here, little one. On your hands and knees. Spread those legs as wide as you can too.”
Oakley lifts himself up on his hands and knees, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he looks our way. His eyes are more open and glazed over. The lights are on but it’s almost as if no one’s home. He must be drunk off arousal from having his throat fucked raw. Whatever it is, the boy doesn’t seem fully with it, needing more guidance than usual.
“You think we broke him already?” I ask, dropping to the floor like Vance is directing me to. He shoves down on my shoulder when I move too slow.
“Nah. He can handle way more than he has. Look how he’s practically placing himself on a silver platter for us.”
Oakley spreads his legs, humping the air.
“You sure we can’t fuck that needy little ass yet?” I ask while Oakley is using one hand to pull one ass cheek to the side, showing us his pink, twitching bud. My mouth waters and Vance goes quiet, grinding his teeth together as if considering my words.
Then he shakes his head, walking behind Oakley. “Not yet. Not until we can all have it at the same time.”
Sighing, I nod, touching one of Oakley’s nipples, my fingers pinching lightly at the hard nub. “He’s so fucking tempting.”
“Very, and too damn quiet now. I was really looking forward to his screams while I feasted on his tight little ass.”
Oakley rocks forward. Both hands are on the ground as he moans against the cloth. His cockhead weeps and I struggle to keep my tongue in my mouth.
“I bet they’d sound real pretty,” I say, tugging at his other nipple, unable to stop touching him.
“They would, but all good things come to those who wait. I think I’ll be perfectly happy with what I can get now.”
“Yeah.” My face inches closer to Oakley’s jolting cock and Vance yanks me back before I can swipe my tongue at the glistening skin.
“Not like that, big man. Get on your back, your face underneath his crotch. Get naked first.”
Vance and I undress quickly. He waits until I’m where he wants me, then crawls over my legs, shoving them together as he straddles my thighs.
“So pretty.” He pries open Oakley’s cheeks, licking down his crease. “So yummy too.”
“Can I get a taste now?” I lick my lips as Oakley’s head leaks against my cheek.
“Go ahead, we can have a late-night snack together.” Vance shoves his face into Oakley’s ass, causing more light sounds from him. He continues to wet my cheek and I chase his tip with my mouth, sucking it between my teeth. Massaging his balls, I lift my head off the ground, taking him all the way down to the back of my throat. I lick and suck, my cheeks hollowing out with each bob of my head. He really is yummy. I need more.
Oakley fucks my face, and I’m glad my mouth is too full for me to make too many of my own slutty sounds when Vance drags his cock over mine. Skin slaps harder against skin as he grinds our hips together. Shockwaves of pleasure scatter along my spine and my vision blurs the closer I am to reaching nirvana. I didn’t think I could come again so soon, but being used by princess and Vance at the same time has me feeling too much all at once.
More slapping sounds fill the room, along with slurping and dirty, wet squelching. My cock pulses against Vance’s, his swollen head forcing precum from my slit. I can feel the bulge of his veins when he wraps his fingers around us, and I’m so snugbetween his length and palm. I press harder to him. My legs shake and my throat clenches with the rest of my body. I come so hard I temporarily black out.
My eyes blink open again as I choke a little on Oakley’s dick, his body a writhing mess as he fills my throat with his release. I swallow as much as I can, too drunk off my own release to have much control of where my tongue goes. He has definitely been missing from the equation this whole time and I don’t think either of us will feel complete until we’re all together this way. None of us are very affectionate guys outside of sex, but I could see princess changing that. All I want to do is wrap him in my arms when Vance lifts him off me.
He lays him on the couch, stroking his cock and lifting Oakley’s hips while he buries his face back in his ass. I watch as his tongue darts in and out, Oakley fighting to get free from the overstimulation. His chest lifts as if being pulled toward the heavens by a powerful force.
His skin glistens with sweat, the gag spilling from his mouth as his eyes roll back in his head. Vance continues attacking his hole with his tongue, his cock fucking harder into his fist as Oakley grinds his hips. Fuck, I’m getting hard again. How can I not with this perfect sight unfolding in front of me? Oakley scratches at the couch cushions, his body thrashing as he comes for the second time.
“Such a slutty hole. It likes being touched and played with, huh? I bet it likes being full too.” Vance’s cum spills all over the blanket on the couch and he licks at the mess on Oakley’s stomach. I look at the ceiling, waiting to regain feeling in my limbs before walking to the bathroom with my softening dick swinging between my legs.