Page 44 of Me Three
A flick of the tongue on Carter to make him shudder, a lick and a shove on Ev to rev him up, and a hella lot of finger teasing turns them into puddles of messes in front of me. I love having that effect on men. It’s a drug, and I’m a junkie.
When I look up, reaching for the condoms and the lube, Everett and Carter are making out, their tongues at war and their hands exploring each other’s upper body.
They look so fucking adorable. Carter’s soft massaging of Ev’s arms. Ev’s possession of Carter’s neck. The kisses go from fast and thirsty to slow and passionate. They’re in love with each other. No one kisses like that without being in love.
I know Everett thinks Carter doesn’t feel the same way, but I can see it. It’s not just Everett who’s hungry for Carter’s affection. Carter is also hungry for Everett’s. I’ve noticed how Carter is around his friend. How he behaves. And this… this is just the proof.
Somehow, the stakes for tonight are raised in my head and so does the heat.
Being with two guys is hot. Being with two guys who are in love? That’s fucking heaven.
I sheathe myself, watching them and I press my cock against Carter’s hole.
They break their kiss, which makes me half-regret my decision to fuck them right this moment, but the look of pain and pleasure on his face and the affection in Ev’s makes me dismiss the regret.
I take it slow with him. His face quirks and squirms with every inch of me he takes. Ev massages the side of his friend’s face while licking his neck, then his earlobe, and when Carter starts moaning, he kisses him again and drowns out Carter’s groans into a vibration that I can feel buzzing through Everett.
I stretch Carter’s legs wider and drive deeper into him and as he gets used to me, I grind in and out with increasing speed. This is so intoxicating. How we’ve gone from super-denial to complete submission to me. It only tells me Carter has been starving for this kind of attention, this kind of affection and control for far too long, and it makes me all the hotter for him.
Carter pulls away from the kiss to gaze into my eyes, and Everett gets off the bed. I can see him from the corner of my eyes going to the other side and putting a condom on as well, squirting some lube before climbing up behind me and pressing his cock against my hole while I’m still inside Carter.
I clench and pause. Everett kisses my neck, his hands coming up under my arms and grabbing my chest as he works up his whole length in me. My gaze stays on Carter and he strokes himself, watching me and Everett behind me, becoming one.
“You guys are so hot together,” he says.
I drop over Carter, my dick pulsing inside him, and kiss him deep and passionately, while Everett pounds me faster.
“We’re all hot. The three of us. Together,” I whisper when I pull away from the kiss.
Carter smiles for a moment and then winces as I start drilling into him again.
Fourteen
Everett
This is unreal. I can’t believe Tru convinced Carter to give them a chance. And that Carter actually took it. The very thing I’ve been trying to convince him for so long.
Only goes to show Tru is magic.
That proves even truer when they slide their dick inside me under Carter’s guidance and my entire world crumbles underneath me, only to be replaced by satisfaction, fulfillment, and tenderness.
They feel good inside me, probing at my prostate ever so gently, my whole body becoming goo under their touch.
It’s no coincidence I haven’t bottomed in a while. It’s always too much work, and there’s a lot of breathing and patience involved.
But this? It’s worth waiting for. And what’s even better I have Carter there with me, stretching my hole with his fingers, massaging my legs, kissing the inside of my thighs, kissing Tru.
If anyone had told me a few weeks ago that I’d have a three-way that would change my life forever, I wouldn’t have believed them. And if they’d told me we’d get to do it over and over again, I’d laugh in their face.
Yet, this is happening.
It’s the middle of the night, and we’re still going.
“That feels good. You’re so tight, Mr. Spencer. You’re gonna make me cum,” they say sliding in and out of me.
“I don’t know what you’re waiting for,” I tell them and hold them by the hips.
Carter lies next to me for a moment and goes to town on my neck. I make a fist around a lump of hair and watch him as he goes down to my nipples, alternating between licking and biting and watching me squirm. My cock jolts with every bite, begging for attention.
