Page 69 of Me Three
“Cruel, cruel men,” Tru says, and the next thing I see from the corner of my eye is Tru licking Carter’s torso, their lips turning brown from all the chocolate, and then they move on to me, to lap all the cream up.
When they’re done with that they come up and join our kiss. But it’s only for a quick lick and taste because they pull away again.
They get to their knees in front of me and slide the panties down to my thighs. Before I can see what they’re doing, I hear the can of cream go off and my dick feels chilly and wet at the same time.
Carter breaks the kiss, and we both look down at my whipped cream covered cock, Tru licking their way through it.
“That cheeky fucker got way ahead of us again,” Carter says, pouring chocolate in the mix and joining Tru for dessert.
My dick ends up in Tru’s mouth. I think. Carter is blocking the view, but it must be Tru because I can feel a tongue running around my length and that surely must be Carter. All sensation is fucked up when there are so many tongues and hands at play.
The one thing I definitely know is that this is the best fucking blowjob there is, and I’m definitely topping up on cream and chocolate from now on.
Carter lifts his head, confirming my suspicion on my sucker, and pours chocolate on my stomach, my chest, licking his way through it before it drips down my sides until he gets to my mouth.
I tilt my head and let him pour chocolate right in it, and he attacks my mouth again, his tongue as eager to feed off me as Tru is with my dick, which they keep spurting with more cream.
“When I meant there’s more dessert, I didn’t mean just my dick, you know,” I say when I manage to take a breath.
“Why? Your dick is enough to feed us both,” Carter says and slaps my cheek with a smirk.
“Speaking of feeding…” Tru says from my lap, “How about you fuck his gorgeous hole while I taste more of you?”
I look at Carter and I don’t even need to open my mouth to tell him what’s on my mind. I want to fuck him. I’ve wanted to fuck him for a very long time, but he’s always been a top with me so we always jerked or sucked each other off, or tried different things that didn’t involve penetration. We’ve never fucked.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he says, smiling from ear to ear.
Tru reaches for the bedside table drawer as Carter positions himself over my dick.
“No. Leave the condoms. If he wants to be fed, he’ll be bred,” I say to them.
Tru grins as a response and gets the lube out of the drawer.
“Finally,” they say, standing behind Carter.
My dick feels cool all of a sudden and then a rub and a tug, pulling down my foreskin and spreading the lube all over me.
And then they pull Carter down by the hips. My dick presses against his wet, tight hole as Tru rests their head on Carter’s shoulder, burning me with their gaze. Carter’s, too.
How could I be so fucking lucky to have two gorgeous people in my life as my other halves, looking after me, doing everything to bring me pleasure?
I feel like coming undone, but that would ruin all the fun we’re about to have.
And boy is life going to be so much fun from now on.
Twenty-One
Carter
Ev’s dick pushes against my muscle, and the only way I can take the sting is by looking at my beautiful man who’s biting down on his lip, probably from the effort it takes to not come right here, right now.
When he breaks past my tight ring, I have to take deep breaths and relax. Taking Tru’s dick doesn’t compare to taking Ev’s. I’m so out of practice bottoming it’s ridiculous.
But Ev fills me up, stretches me in every possible direction, and I feel every pump of his dick inside me tenfold.
The more I grind on him, the easier it becomes until I feel Tru’s tongue flicking between Ev’s dick and my hole, and I collapse on Ev trying not to lose myself entirely, hanging on to his lips, letting them be my anchor in this ludicrous sensation vibrating through me.
Tru’s tongue goes north, past my tailbone and traveling all the way up to my shoulder blades giving me goosebumps. And then they go down the same way again.
