Page 12 of For the Boys

His lips touch mine briefly before moving to my neck, then to my chest, all the way down to my stomach. Once he’s there, Isaac slides in behind me, forcing me to sit up so his legs are straddling my upper half.

His cock is rock hard against the center of my back, and his skin is hot against mine. “Ever had two cocks in you at once?”

I shake my head and shudder at the thought. “No.”

Vincent raises his head and smiles, slinking his legs off the bed he stands, then yanks me by the waist till I’m sitting on the edge of the bed. “Then you’re in for something mind blowing.”

Isaac scoots the few inches Vincent dragged me then taps my hip. “Stand up for a sec.”

I do as he asks, but quickly reach out for Vincent when I realize how sore and jello-like my legs are. My muscles are basically putty and my bones are rubber. Everything is loose and limber, and standing is proving to be more difficult than I ever thought it could be.

Vincent catches me by the elbows then gently sits me back down. Only it isn’t the bed I sit on this time. It’s Isaac. The muscles in his legs flex as my ass connects with him and his dick pulses.

Slowly, Vincent lowers to his knees then spreads my legs. Once they’re open as wide as they can go, Isaac raises me the slightest bit and lines his length up with my opening. I reach down and grip the edge of the bed as he lets me sink back down over him. I swallow all of him easily inch by inch and shiver with the slight pain that comes with the motion from being sore from all they’ve done to me already.

Since I’m on top I can take control and keep things at a rhythm I like while letting myself adjust to him. He feels thicker inside me than Drew did and I can feel all of him drag against my insides in a delicious way.

He kneads my waist again, then leans up so his chest is flush with my back. Pushing my hair over my shoulder, he brings his lips to the back of my neck. “You okay?”

I nod and start to rock a little faster.

As I move, I place my hands over Vincent’s when they’re locked onto my thighs and squeeze. “He feels so good,” I moan.

Vincent smiles. “You look so good riding him.”

I hear Drew huff his agreeance from the futon where he strokes himself lightly.

Throwing my head back, I move my hands from Vincent’s and grab Isaac’s. I run them up my body and make him cup my boobs. I massage my palms over his, urging him to do it. Once he starts, I drop my hands again and continue moving my hips slowly as Vincent stares into my eyes.

Normally, something like that would make me feel awkward or self-conscious, but with him–with all of them–I don’t feel that way. Once everything started, every ounce of self-doubt melted away. They’ve made me feel wanted and worth something. To them, I’m not invisible like I feel I have been almost my whole life.

“You ready, baby?” He finally speaks, breaking the small bout of silence that has surrounded us.

I bite my lip and grind myself against Isaac harder as he tweaks my nipples between his fingertips. “I’m ready.”

He raises from his haunches and scoots closer until his hard cock is pointed directly at where Isaac and I connect. He spits again, letting a line of saliva string from his mouth all the way to the head of his dick, then looks at me again without words. Somehow, I suddenly understand the unspoken language they all seem to share because even without words, I understand exactly what he’s saying. His eyes are asking once again if I’m ready.

Instead of giving him a response with my voice, I simply spread my legs even wider and Isaac does the same.

Vincent closes the small gap and nudges my already full entrance. At first, I’m not sure how I’ll manage to fit them both, but then again, earlier I didn’t know if I would be able to fit all their fingers either but I did. I’m already stretched and ready for them.

He pushes a little harder and slides the head of his length in first. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, knowing the sharp pain will pass soon, and it does.

I let my head fall back into the crook of Isaac’s shoulder and neck then run my hands up to cover his. “Fuck.”

He nods and kisses my cheek. “I know,” he breathes.

Vincent pushes more until all of him is inside me. The fullness I feel is unreal and I’m sure I’ll be split in two before too long, but I don’t want it to stop.

“You good, baby?”

I nod and squeeze Isaac’s fingers making him pinch my nipples harder. “I’m so full.”

Isaac inhales deeply through his nose. “Your pussy is locked around us like a vice. So fucking tight.”

His words seem to encourage me to move, so I start to rock my hips again.

I can feel every inch of them both, hitting deep inside me, and scratching an itch I didn’t even know I had. “It feels so good,” I whine.

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