Page 72 of His Boys to Protect

“Hhng.” Charlie shook his head.No feel you, he signed, pointing at Ward.

Ward swore quietly, his warm breath rushing over Skylar's shoulder. “Okay.” Ward pulled Skylar down and held him still for a moment. The big man shifted, resettling his hold on Skylar's hips. With Skylar fully impaled on Charlie's cock, Ward drew his own back, nearly leaving Skylar's body. Then he slowly thrust back in, barely pausing when he was in to the hilt, his groin pressed up hard against Skylar's ass. He kept pushing forward, forcing Skylar to move with him, pushing Skylar up the length of Charlie's cock. Ward stopped just before Charlie's cock could slip out. He held there for a moment, then slowly pulled back, keeping Skylar hard up against him as he drew Skylar backdown onto Charlie's cock. Once Charlie was fully seated again, Ward pulled away from Skylar and drew his cock back.

Then he repeated the process. Thrust. Push. Pull. Retreat. Over and over. All of it at his achingly slow pace. Skylar gasped. The staged rhythm meant that Ward and Charlie would each be able to feel his own cock sliding past the other through Skylar's inner walls. Like frotting, but with a thin barrier between them. And Skylar got to enjoy the thrust and glide of each cock individually as well as together.Oh hell. It was like magic.

Charlie's face flushed, and his lips parted, letting out panted breaths.

“Oh fuck,” Skylar gasped. “I think he likes that.”

Charlie nodded.

“And you?” Ward asked, leaning down over him as he kept up the hypnotic drag of their cocks inside him.

“Holy fuck sticks, are you kidding me?” Skylar gushed. “Don't stop. Please, don't ever stop. Sheesh, Daddy. Your cocks. Both at once. Criminy. I've never felt so full,” he added, and even though it wasn't physically true, it was most definitely true on an emotional level. “Fuck, I wish we could do this bare,” he blurted out. “I wish you both could come inside me. Shoot your big loads deep in my body so that they'll never come out.”

Ward tightened his grip on Skylar's hips, holding him down firmly on their lengths. “Geez, Sky.” He gave a few stuttered thrusts while holding him in place, like his hips had a mind of their own. “Fuck.”

Charlie gasped.

Ward went still. “Charlie?”

The boy blushed and tried lifting his hips, grinding up against them. He quickly signed something, then covered his eyes again.

“What was that?” Ward asked. “I didn't catch all of it.”

“Oh.” Skylar breathed a laugh. “He said he felt your balls rubbing against his.” Skylar paused, twisting around. “Is that okay?”

Ward's lips parted, and his chest heaved. He glanced at Charlie, then gave a slow, experimental thrust. His eyes drifted shut as a shudder ran through his body. “Yeah,” he choked out, his voice sounding strangled. “That's definitely okay. Oh fuck.” He let go of Skylar and reached down between their bodies.

Charlie arched his back and moaned.

Skylar tried twisting around more, wanting to see what Ward was doing, but then the big man muttered a curse, snatched Skylar by the hips, and started thrusting again like a man possessed, still slow and steady but so firmly in control. “Holy…” Skylar sank on top of Charlie, letting Ward have his way with him. With both of them.

“Hhnn,” Charlie whined. When Skylar looked up to ask what was wrong, he saw Charlie uncover his eyes just long enough to sign,Loud.

Before Skylar could do or say anything, Ward leaned down closer, blanketing his body. Ward planted his right elbow on the bed, then rested his right hand over Charlie's eyes. “Daddy's got you,” Ward murmured. “Hold onto Sky, okay?”

Charlie gave a tiny nod and blindly wrapped his arms around Skylar. He paused there, then let go with one arm and reached past Skylar, holding onto Ward as well.

“Geez,” Ward cursed, sounding like the word was forced out through clenched teeth.

Skylar burrowed into Charlie and followed the boy's example. He reached back with one hand, grabbing Ward's thigh, feeling the powerful strength of the man's muscles as Ward thrust into him over and over, pushing and pulling Skylar up and down Charlie's cock as he went.

Everything became a blur. Skylar couldn't tell where one of them ended and another began. They were so wholly connected. Moving together. Naked skin against naked skin. Panted breaths and muted cries. Skylar's heart beat out of control. And with the way he was trapped between Ward and Charlie, Skylar felt their heartbeats, too. Rapid. Frantic. Totally in sync.

They came together in an explosion of muffled cries. Charlie arched his back while Ward thrust in deep and held there, curled around Skylar.

And Skylar nearly burst into tears. Physically, it wasn't the most powerful orgasm of his life. Truth be told, he wouldn't even rank it in the top ten. But emotionally? It beat out every other orgasm he'd ever had, combined.

He felt their cocks pulsing inside him. Felt the jerks and spasms with every jet of cum that shot into the condoms. Ward and Charlie, coming inside his body, both at once. Sharing him. Part of him. Making him theirs.

It was almost perfect.

Skylar drifted on the sensations until he felt Charlie squirm beneath him.

“Hhnnnnn.”

“Charlie?” Ward asked. “What's wrong, buddy?”

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