Page 54 of Julien (Confessions 2)

Those words out of Robbie’s mouth had Julien tightening his fist at the base of his dick.

“I thought you might,” Priest said. “But before you do that, I think we should get rid of these.” And with a quick move, Priest had Robbie’s pants and tiny briefs down his legs, and was helping him step out of them.

Once all clothing was removed, and Robbie stood between them naked and hard, Julien crooked a finger, more than ready to touch every inch of Robbie that he could see.

“Viens ici.”

Robbie didn’t hesitate, not for a second. He stepped toward Julien and climbed up onto his lap until he was straddled over his thighs and their cocks were both upright and rubbing against one another.

Julien reached for Robbie’s waist, tugging him closer, and as Robbie’s knees flanked either side of him, Julien jacked his hips forward.

“Mmm,” Robbie purred, and looped his arms around Julien’s neck.

Julien grunted in response, and as he smoothed his hands over the round curves of Robbie’s ass, he saw Priest turn and leave the room. Knowing he would be back soon enough, Julien began to rock Robbie, grinding their erections together until the sexy man on his lap took over.

Robbie lowered his head and kissed him in a way that told Julien he was ready and willing for the cock he could feel to be inside him, and Julien trailed one of his hands up Robbie’s spine until he was gripping the back of his neck. Then Julien changed the tempo of the kiss they were sharing.

He arched up off the couch and speared his tongue deep inside the interior of Robbie’s mouth, and it went from sweet to savage in the blink of an eye—and the longer it went on, the faster and harder Robbie began to writhe.

“Oh God. God. God…” Robbie panted, and the sounds that followed were nothing short of sinful. He was cursing, gasping, and moaning, and every now and then this sexy little whimper escaped his lips, and then his entire body shuddered at the release of the sound.

It was all Julien could do in his alcohol-and lust-addled state not to lay Robbie out flat on the couch and pound into him. But no, he would wait for Priest to return, because he knew just how explosive the three of them would be tonight, and he wanted that—needed it.

He didn’t think Robbie was even aware that Priest had left, but when his husband strode back into the living room, Julien’s balls tightened and threatened to explode, as though someone had just found, and hit, his sweet spot.

Priest had stripped down to absolutely nothing, and his cock was hard, proclaiming its desire to fuck, and sweet Jesus, Julien wanted to watch him when he did.

As Priest came up behind Robbie—who was clearly oblivious to anything other than how good he felt writhing all over Julien’s lap—he smirked. Julien let go of Robbie’s neck and used both hands to grip Robbie’s ass and spread him open, and Priest made a low sound of approval in the back of his throat.

The noise must’ve finally registered with Robbie, because he glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Priest drop a bottle of lube and condoms on the couch and then lower down to his knees.

Putain de merde, Julien thought—Priest on his knees was a rare fucking event. So to see him down there made Julien’s cock drip with added excitement, and when his large palms then covered Julien’s on Robbie’s ass to spread him wider? Julien knew he was in real danger of coming before he even got inside Robbie’s tight hole.

“Oh, princesse. Priest is about to devour you,” Julien said, as Priest gave him a final look, and then lowered his head to lick a warm, wet path up Robbie’s narrow channel, and the shout of pleasure that left Robbie’s lips made it crystal clear that he couldn’t wait.

AT THE TOUCH of Priest’s tongue to his sensitive flesh, Robbie bucked backward and his fingers dug into Julien’s shoulder, as an intense wave of pleasure swept over his body.

He moaned and slammed his eyes shut as four large hands held his ass open, and Priest—oh God—began to flick his tongue back and forth over Robbie’s pucker.

Julien groaned at what he was witnessing, and Robbie opened his eyes and found those jade ones full of carnal desire.

“You look so good, princesse. So fucking good.”

Robbie gritted his teeth and rocked forward, rubbing his entire front against Julien’s, and when he cursed in French, Robbie did it again. He then lowered his mouth to Julien’s full lips and flicked his tongue along the top one, and Priest decided in that moment to tease Robbie’s hole by pushing his tongue inside him.

“Priest,” Robbie gasped, and tore his mouth free to look down. “I’m going to die if you keep doing that.”

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