Page 12 of The Swap
Oliver’s tongue swiped over the tip of the man’s swollen cock, but he kept his eyes trained on me, making sure I was watching. I couldn’t have looked away if I’d tried. He tongued a line up and down the length of the man’s dick, worshipping it with his mouth. Suddenly, he swallowed him whole just as a pair of warm, wet lips engulfed the head of my cock. My mouth fell open in a silent scream and my hands gripped the arms of the chair.
My eyes stayed locked on Oliver as my hands moved down on either side of the head that was bobbing up and down between my legs, gently urging her on. I noticed however that Thor wasn’t holding back at all. He gripped the back of Oliver’s head and held on as his hips thrust forward, sending his entire cock down the smaller man’s throat. Oliver didn’t seem to mind though. In fact, he began working the man’s shaft with complete abandon and it took everything in me not to mimic their movements and shove my cock deep inside Carmen’s throat. I was nearing the edge when she pulled off me.
I lay panting, trying to get myself under control, but my mouth went dry as the man hauled Oliver to his feet and began stripping him. Inch by delicious inch, Oliver’s tight little body was revealed to me until every flawless part was on full display. He was absolute perfection and the desire to touch him, to feel all that silky skin beneath my fingertips was so sudden and so fierce that it stole my breath away. I’d never felt so physically drawn to another person.
Thor rid himself of the rest of his clothing and beside me, I could hear the faint rustle of clothes as Carmen stripped herself and then pulled my pants down my legs. Turning Oliver to face the window, the man ran his hands over Oliver’s shoulders and down his arms, then lifted his hands and placed them one by one on either side of him so that Oliver’s palms were pressed flat against the glass.
Oliver’s cock stood strong and proud, the tip of it flushed and leaking as he stared down at me. His lids were heavy and the look in his eyes nearly had me coming right there so I reached down and wrapped my hands around my cock, gripping the base tightly to try and stave off my impending orgasm.
The man reached for something off to the side and I swallowed hard as I watched him open the bottle of lube and pour some out into his hand. Anticipation thrummed through my body and I bit my lip as he stepped in close behind the smaller man. Oliver’s mouth dropped open as the man began touching himthereand a growl rumbled up from deep inside my chest.
I needed to come, and I needed to come soon.
Oliver must have felt the same sense of urgency because he said something to the man that had him reaching for a foil packet and ripping it open with his teeth. I barely registered the feel of a smaller hand brushing mine aside, but then there were two hands sliding a condom down my length and my eyes shot to Carmen. I knew I should be doing something, giving her something, but I was torn as everything in me begged to look back at that window. As if she could read my thoughts, she chuckled.
“Just let go and have fun. I am,” she assured me. I stared at her, looking for any signs of disappointment. Finding none, I turned my gaze back to the window. Back to Oliver.
He was staring straight at me, his legs spread apart, hands on the glass and his hips thrust back in invitation. I had never seen anything more glorious in my life. The man stepped in closer behind him and he wrapped one solid arm around Oliver’s waist to secure him. With her back to me, Carmen moved to straddle the chair and slowly began to lower herself down.
Oliver’s head dropped forward as the man slowly pushed his way inside. At the same time, a snug, wet heat enveloped the head of my cock and as it swallowed every inch of me, I imagined that it was Oliver’s tight channel I was sinking into. His head shot up and as his eyes locked with mine, I wondered if he were imagining the same thing.
With graceful movements, Oliver began gyrating his hips, grinding them back on the other man who reached down and wrapped his beefy hand around Oliver’s dripping cock. With a sense of urgency, I thrust hard into Carmen. She shouted her delight and began riding me even harder. My fingers grasped her tiny waist, but I refused to look away from Oliver for even a second. I wanted, no, Ineededto watch him come apart.
My balls tightened, and a flash of something white-hot traveled down to the base of my spine. “Come on, come on,” I whispered desperately.
I could’ve sworn I heard Oliver shout from inside the house as his body convulsed and ribbons of cum spurted out the head of his cock, painting the window and dripping down the glass. It was enough to send me hurtling over the edge and I came with a roar, filling the condom as Carmen tightened around me, milking me of every last drop.
My eyes drifted shut as wave after wave of pleasure wracked my body. I felt Carmen lift off of me as I lay there, gasping for air. I pried my eyes open and looked at her, guilt slamming into me. She’d said she was fine with it, but I couldn’t help feeling like I’d mistreated her in some way.
She smirked at me as she pulled her dress down over her head and began smoothing out the material. “I know what you’re thinking, but don’t feel bad. That man up there is my husband,” she said, pointing to the window. “We like to watch each other having sex with someone else. This was just as much for us as it was for you guys.”
“Oliver’s your husband?” I yelped. I wasn’t sure why that made my heart sink the way it did.
“Oliver? No, I’m married to Jared,” she said with a laugh.
Relief swept over me as I realized she was talking about Thor and I laughed along with her. I stood on shaky legs and glanced up at the window, but there was no one there. Carmen leaned forward and kissed my cheek.
“Thanks for a fun evening, handsome. Maybe we can do it again sometime,” she whispered, then she handed me my set of keys and walked back toward the house.
I retrieved my pants and quickly put them back on before slipping into my shoes. Walking up to the house, I let myself in through the set of sliding glass doors. A group of people were having an orgy on the floor of the living room, but I ignored them as I made my way toward the front of the house.
Carmen and Thor…Jaredwere by the front door and I watched them share a passionate kiss before they opened the door and slipped outside, presumably to continue their evening in private. I pulled my phone from my pocket and brought up a car ride app then went outside where I searched the line of parked cars for any sign of Oliver. He was nowhere to be found though so with a sigh, I walked to my car and slid the keys up under the front seat then I shot a quick text to Gayle to let her know I’d left her the car to get home.
I strolled to the end of the driveway and stared up at the night sky as I waited for my ride. Even as I replayed every second in my mind, I found it difficult to believe that that had actually just happened. It was the single most erotic thing I’d ever done. And I wanted more. I wanted so much more.
