Page 45 of Me Three
Carter grabs my balls and squeezes while he continues to suck on my nipples. Something catches in my throat and it comes out of me loud and rumbly. It makes both Tru and Carter look up at me.
“Ooh, daddy bear, do that again,” Tru pants.
Carter smiles at me, and when he turns his attention to my body again, he moves on to my abdomen. And from there to my cock.
In one swift movement, he climbs over me, his cock dangling over my mouth while my own goes right into his mouth.
“You boys are killing me here. How am I supposed to last when you’re being so fucking hot?” Tru grunts.
My hole clenches the harder Tru pounds me, and my cock throbs the more Carter sucks me. It’s a miracle I can even focus on blowing Carter without coming undone, but I’m close. So close.
I hear Tru pant louder and faster. They slam into me, and the more they do, the more I lose my senses until they cry out loud, and my whole body tenses up.
When they pull out of me, I immediately miss their cock inside me. My body craves for the fill, but without it, it recenters all its resources to my dick and to Carter’s hard work.
My stomach seizes, and I pull Carter’s dick out of my mouth just in time to watch my slit opening up and shooting out my white seed all over my hairy belly.
Carter gets off me and lies vertically by my hips, pumping my spent cock, milking me off all my juices, while Tru carefully removes the condom from their spent cock.
“Don’t,” Carter tells them when Tru starts tying a knot at the end to dispose of. They pass Carter the condom, who tips its contents over my stomach.
He licks patterns around mine and Tru’s cum, the stroke of his tongue giving me goosebumps. Tru sits down by the bed on the other side of Carter and watches him.
“Mmm, that’s so hot,” they say and use their fingers to lap it all up into Carter’s mouth.
Carter doesn’t hesitate a moment before leaning in to kiss Tru, passing them the contents of his mouth. When he pulls away he points at me, and Tru comes up to me and kisses me.
Our cums mixed together taste salty and sweet and so damn electrifying. Carter sits by our heads and strokes himself, his glans prodding at our cheeks.
Tru passes all the cum back to me and takes Carter in their mouth, stroking him at the same time. I use my left hand to finger him, and he looks down at me like I’ve found his sensitive spot.
Then he gasps, his body convulses, spilling inside Tru’s mouth. Tru turns to me and gives me Carter’s cum too to add to the mix.
We stay there a few moments while Carter composes himself, and then he dips down to get a taste from my mouth.
I have to lift my head to give him all of it, and when I do, he sits on my chest and drips the cum all over my face. Tru squeezes their head next to mine and gets a piece of the action. Then Carter is back at work to lap it all up in his mouth again.
“If I knew you liked cumplay, honey, I’d have done other things sooner.” Tru smirks at Carter when he pulls away from their kiss, and he comes down to me.
“What sorts of things?” he asks Tru when I have everything in my mouth.
“I guess we’ve got the rest of the night to find out.” Tru smirks and I groan. “Is there a problem, Mr. Spencer?”
Tru looks at me with a raised eyebrow as if challenging me to say something. But I don’t. Because I’ve got God’s nectar in my mouth and because I have absolutely no problem whatsoever.
“Will you cuddle me to sleep?” they say when the sun has started to come up and Carter has gotten up to close the curtains.
I look at Carter and await his reaction. He’s the one with the rules about sleeping in the same bed. Let’s see how much real progress he’s made.
“Of course, my little cabbage. I’ll cuddle you to sleep,” I tell Tru.
Tru gives me a kiss and then turns to look at Carter.
“Uhm… sure. Okay,” he says when Tru extends their hand at him. He takes it and climbs back to bed, on the other side of Tru.
Tru sits in the middle and invites us to lie down on either side of their chest, and they put their arms around our shoulders when we do.
Carter glances at me. We’re so close I can feel his breath, and I’m sure he can feel mine.
