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Everett’s tongue flicks over my slit, and I can still feel his eyes on me. As if to show him I don’t play games, I wrap my lips around Carter’s cock and push as far down as I can go.
And just when I feel like I won this little competition with Everett, my cock is in the back of his throat, and I have to clench and stop before I come.
I lift off Carter for a moment to call Everett a fucker and swallow him again.
Carter massages my neck, and his hands glide down my waist and then land on my ass cheeks. He squeezes one, and I push his cock further down my throat.
A finger rests at my rim, and before I can even acknowledge whose it is, it’s already inside. I moan with Carter’s dick in my mouth and take pause. When I open my eyes, I can see it’s Everett’s. But Carter lifts his hand off my ass and then he adds a finger in me, too, and all I want is to scream with pleasure.
“You guys are terrible,” I groan.
“We know,” Carter says.
“Who’s fucking me first?” I ask them.
Carter raises his hand in the air like an eager student to answer today’s pop quiz, and it takes all my self-control not to laugh.
“Yeah, let’s start with you because I’ll die before Mr. Tease over there decides to put his dick inside me,” I say, and Everett tilts his head to the side.
“That’s uncalled for. I wanted to go first,” he says.
“I can suck you while he’s fucking me,” I tell him.
Everett bites his lip in response.
Both guys take their fingers out of me, and Carter gets up. He bends over the coffee table and lifts the lid of a small container to reveal a whole stack of condoms. He tears one with his teeth and then opens a drawer on the side of the coffee table to pull a bottle of lube out.
“Were you a boy scout?” I ask him.
Carter shrugs.
“How did you know?”
“Always be prepared?” I chuckle looking at the condom and lube in his hands.
“You know it.” He winks and passes the condom to Everett.
“I thought you’re fucking me first,” I tell Carter.
“I am,” he says.
Everett drops to his knees in front of Carter and puts the condom in front of Carter’s dick, then uses his mouth to roll it down his length.
Even when the condom is fully on, he continues sucking Carter rigorously, hands fisting both butt cheeks and a slurping sound that is just the icing on the cake.
“I’m starting to get a bit jealous here,” I say, and Carter laughs.
“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. You’ll get your D, too.”
Everett pumps lube on his fingers and smears it all over his friend’s dick.
“Goddess, I wish I had a friend like that when I was growing up,” I say.
At that, Everett pulls away from Carter and wipes his fingers on my asshole, lubricating me in the process.
I readjust on the sofa and lie across it. Everett sits at my head and puts his dick on my face while Carter sits at the other end, lifting my legs in the air.
Both men insert themselves into my holes at the same time, with absolute precision that would make anyone come undone. It’s like they’ve done this a hundred times before, and considering they’ve known each other for so long, they probably have.
