Page 24 of Fembot
Before Winston could put too much thought into it, he called out to Calvin.
“Calvin, wake up. Wake up and watch.” Winston kicked his leg, trying to get the covers out of the way.
Calvin sat up and took care of that for him, before leaning back, propping himself up on an elbow. He stared down at Lucky, who was doing his best to drive Winston insane with his wicked tongue.
“With pleasure,” Calvin rumbled, not taking his eyes off them.
Lucky looked up at Winston before his gaze flicked to Calvin. Lucky pinned Winston’s hips to the bed and swallowed him down to the root. A million fireworks went off behind Winston’s eyes, and it was all he could do not to shoot down Lucky’s throat. He’d have bruises in the shape of Lucky’s fingers later with how hard Lucky clutched at him as his throat spasmed around Winston’s dick.
Lucky pulled back and drew in a rough breath. Winston watched his stare slowly drift to Calvin. Winston saw the glimmer of interest in Lucky’s eye the minute Calvin was brought into the house.
“Tell him what you want him to do,” Winston told Lucky.
“Get the lube, Calvin. Get the lube and stroke your dick.”
Calvin didn’t hesitate. He rolled over and grabbed the lube off the nightstand. Winston and Lucky were both enraptured watching him drizzle the lube on his cock like he’d done it a million times. He leaned back on an elbow, and Winston watched the way Calvin’s hand moved over his cock.
“Like this?” Calvin asked, dragging his hand down his cock.
“Yeah, just like that. God, look at that thing.” Lucky exhaled a slow breath.
An idea struck Winston. And maybe it wasn’t even his idea. Maybe Lucky had been trying to lead him here this whole time, or maybe he was overthinking everything. It could be a wonderful idea. Or maybe it would be a disaster.
Winston pushed himself up so he was leaned back, propped up on his elbows. “Did you want Calvin to fuck you?”
Lucky’s gaze snapped up to Winston’s, surprise and something else Winston couldn’t name glimmering up at him.
“Winston, I don’t need?—”
Winston cut him off. “But do you want, Lucky? Do youwantCalvin to fuck you?”
“I—” Lucky seemed torn but only for a fraction of a second before excitement took over. “Yes. Hell, yes.” Lucky scrambled up Winston’s body. He cradled the back of Winston’s head and dragged him into a kiss. All-consuming in nature, the kiss obliterated any rational thought Winston might have left.
They kept kissing as Lucky urged Winston to lay back. He wrapped his arms around Lucky to keep him close. Lucky’s cock pressed up against Winston’s, and he let out a groan. This was one of Winston’s favorite things. Above any other thing they could do, Winston loved being naked with Lucky like this. He loved the way it felt like they were kissing with their whole bodies.
When Winston’s head started to spin, he paused for a breath. “Open him up, Calvin. One finger to start, lots of lube.”
Lucky trembled in Winston’s arms as Calvin moved in behind him. Lube squelched out of the bottle, dragging a laugh out of Winston and Lucky as Calvin went about his task with absolute seriousness.
“Your anus is extremely tight, Lucky. Do you need more lubricant?”
Lucky and Winston both paused at the same time, then Lucky leaned forward and buried his face against Winston and let out another laugh.
“You can call it a hole, Calvin. Or an ass. Or an asshole. Anus is…”
“The correct term.”
“Yeah, but it’s not sexy. Ass is sexy. Understand?”
“I understand.” Calvin’s focus returned to Lucky’s ass. Winston watched him as he fingered Lucky with intense concentration and precision. Lucky panted and writhed underneath him. Every movement he made served to drive Winston crazy. Their bodies pressed together; they touched and kissed, and Winston never wanted it to end.
“One second,” Lucky said as he pushed himself up and shifted them around so that Winston’s legs were closed and Lucky was straddling him. He glanced around the bed until he spotted the lube. Then he squirted some onto both their dicks. He spread it around, slicking them both before returning to Winston. He met Winston’s questioning look with a smirk. “That’s better, yes?” Lucky asked as he ground against Winston, the slide of their cocks far more smooth now.
Winston threaded his fingers into Lucky’s hair and dragged him down into a kiss. They kissed like they had all the time in the world. It was a deep, lazy kiss, and Winston could feel everything Lucky was feeling through it. He could tell when Calvin’s finger entered Lucky for the first time. Lucky’s breath caught andhis whole body paused for a split-second, then he went almost boneless, and their kiss grew deeper.
Lucky trembled against Winston, needy and desperate. “I’m ready.”
Winston wrapped his arms around Lucky and held him close as Calvin knelt up behind him. He put one hand on Lucky’s hip and he used the other to guide his cock to its target.
