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Then Scout pulls back, lips slick, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy with heat.
He looks up at us and licks his bottom lip. And I know exactly what he’s asking without a single word.
Xavier and I glance at each other. A beat passes. Then we both angle forward, our cocks throbbing just inches from his face. He tilts his chin up, hungry and beautiful. Xavier and I hold our cocks over Scout's face as he looks up at us with watery, lust-filled eyes. We both moan in unison as we release our loads onto his upturned face. White strands of cum cover his cheeks, dripping down his chin and into the bubbling water below.
It’s hot. It’s filthy. It’s raw in a way that makes me feel undone and more whole at the same time.
"Fuck," Xavier mutters, hand still wrapped around his own cock. "That was..." He trails off, panting.
Scout licks his lips, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Damn," he breathes, before laughing. "I guess that's one way to have dessert."
The three of us share a moment of breathless laughter before Xavier reaches for a towel, gently wiping the cum from Scout’s face. Then he leans in and kisses him—slow, messy, claiming. Scout moans into it, arms winding around Xavier’s neck.
“You taste good enough to eat,” Xavier murmurs against his lips, smug and breathless.
Heat pools low in my stomach as I watch them. The sight of Xavier owning Scout like this... God, it makes me harder than I should be after just coming. But there's something so damn hot about them together.
Then Xavier pulls away and turns those dark eyes on me, beckoning me closer with a tilt of his head. His black glasses catch the low light, framing the hunger in his gaze. My heart pounds in my ears as I lean in for my turn, tasting myself on Scout's lips mingled with Xavier's possessive flavor. It should be too much—too intense—but all I can think is more. More of this. More of them both.
We break apart and Xavier hoists Scout up onto the edge of the tub, water dripping from his thighs. The moonlight catches on his wet skin, and his trunks cling to him.
I slide Scout's trunks down his muscular thighs, revealing his hard length, flushed and leaking with need.
"Damn," I breathe, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of him. "Still beautiful."
Scout bites his lip, eyes flicking between me and Xavier, a blush creeping in—but he doesn’t argue.
His cock juts out, practically begging for attention. Xavier and I share a heated glance before we both drop to our knees on either side of him. I take the base of Scout’s cock in my hand, stroking him slow and steady as we lean in for our respective turns at his tip.
“Fuck," Scout moans as our mouths close in on either side of his shaft, wet and warm and aching for more.
Xavier takes the head in his mouth, sucking hard as he looks up at Scout through half-lidded eyes. The sight of them like this, Xavier owning him so completely, sends a bolt of desire straight to my core. Xavier’s lips brush the tip, tongue swirling in a soft circle.
Scout gasps, his body tensing, hips giving a tiny jerk as he fights to stay in control. I join him, kissing along the shaft, licking at the base, my hand stroking where our mouths can’t reach.
He’s shaking now. Hands gripping the hot tub. Moaning, whispering our names like he’s unraveling stitch by stitch.
I jack him off in time with Xavier’s bobbing head. His hips jerk forward, seeking more contact. "Jesus," he gasps, fingers digging into the ledge of the hot tub. "You two... fuck…”
Xavier pulls back first, sitting back on his heels as I continue sucking on Scout’s swollen head. Scout’s eyes are half-lidded, his breath uneven.
“You taste even better than I imagined,” Xavier murmurs, gaze flicking between the two of us before settling on me.
Without thinking, I lean in and engulf his entire length in my mouth. He tastes salty and musky, and fuck, does he feel good between my lips. Scout moans above us, hips jerking in time with my bobbing head.
"Fuck, Kendrix," he gasps. "Oh God, I'm... I'm gonna..."
"Better not let him finish in your mouth," Xavier teases.
I pull back with a pop, releasing Scout's cock just in time to see his eyes roll back in his head. "Fuck," he pants, hips jerking forward. Xavier and I share a knowing glance before I reach up to finish him off.
And then he comes, head tipped back, thighs trembling. It’s messy and beautiful and he’s panting like he just ran a marathon. His seed spurts onto his stomach and chest as he moans.
We don't speak for a moment. Just breathe.
“Damn,” Scout pants once he catches his breath, shoulders sagging as he stays perched on the tub’s edge. “That was... fuck.”
Xavier and I share a smirk before we both lean in, licking every last drop of cum from Scout's skin. He tastes like chlorine, but there's something else there too—a heady mix of desire and need that only fuels the fire between us three.
