Page 33 of The Step Dare

“Ah, come on. You know you love it.” I pick up the bottle of lube and pump some onto my fingers. “Look at his hole, Tay. Isn’t it fucking sexy?” I circle Dax’s tight rim. “Come on. Get uphere with us.” I want Taylor to be as involved as possible, even when I’m the one dicking Dax down. I snicker.

“What?” Taylor asks as he kneels on the bed beside me.

“If this was a porno, it could be calledDicking Dax Down.”

“That’s what you’re thinking about?” Taylor asks.

“I’m game.” Dax looks at us over his shoulder, pupils wide and clearly dying for it.

“We’re getting there,” I tell him, then ask Taylor, “What do you think?” as I push a finger into Dax’s ass.

“So hot.” Taylor gets a little closer, and I breathe out a sigh of relief.

“I’ll get him worked open for you, fuck him real good, and then you’re gonna take over, okay? You’re gonna pound him, and I’m gonna watch…then, after you make Dax nut, we’re going to come together.”

I have no idea if we can make that happen, but the thought is hot and I’m down to try. The way Taylor’s face flushes darker and his cock jerks, it’s obvious he loves the idea.

“Fuck yes.”

I grin, then give my attention to a hungry Dax. “You gonna give up your hole to both of us?”

“Yes. Fuck yes. Been wanting it all night.”

I push a second finger into him, twist them, fuck him with them, opening his ass. His hands fist into the blankets on the unmade bed as he pushes back against me.

“He’s our needy little bottom tonight, isn’t he, Tay?”

“Yeah. Fuck him, Bren. I’m dying to see you fuck him.”

God, this was the perfect idea for one last time with him, but…what would it be like for Taylor to take me? What would it feel like to have him pound me the way we’re going to do with Dax?

I shake that thought out of my head. We can’t do that. It will only make things weird between us, and that’s the last thing I’d ever want.

I grab the condom and rip it open, then roll it down my shaft. Once I’ve slicked up with lube, I nod toward the mattress beside Dax. “Lie down, Tay. Watch me and jack that pretty cock of yours.”

“And wish it was your mouth around me again,” Taylor admits before doing as I asked.

Dax reaches out with one hand and strokes him. “It is fucking pretty. You tasted it?”

“Yeah. I’ve worked a few loads out of his balls.” I wink at Taylor, then tell Dax, “Now let’s get your tight little hole all open for him.”

“Hell yes.” He pushes his ass back toward me, hungry for more.

I press the head of my cock against him, watch him let me inside, feel the tight grip of his body while Dax takes me in.

“What does it feel like?” Taylor asks, hand stroking his dick, eyes firmly on me and Dax.

“So fucking good. He’s so damn tight, so hot around my cock. Jesus, there’s nothing like feeling the grip of an ass around your cock. You’re gonna love it, Tay. Gonna always want to find a hole to stick your dick.”

“Oh fuck.” He arches up, fucking into his fist. “Hurry.”

“Yes. That. Hurry,” Dax adds. “You know how much I loved it last time.”

My whole body burns with want. I grab his hips and thrust into him. I take him hard and fast, gaze going back and forth between Dax’s ass swallowing my dick and Taylor’s stare firmly on me, watching me fuck Dax while working his own cock.

My balls are ready to unleash. I’m not normally this quick, but something about fucking Dax while Taylor watches goes straight to my head.

“Fuck yes. Harder,” Dax says breathlessly.

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