Page 43 of Endless Harmonies

“Yes, Sir. God, Turner hurry up,” Derek whimpers.

He really was too close. Releasing him, I move around to watch Turner pumping the base of his cock as he coats it with lube. The last rays of sunlight glint off the piercing that loops through the head of his cock, and I lick my lips. The hardware down his cock is going to light up all of Orion’s nerve endings. Goddamn, I can’t wait to watch.

Turner lines his dick up with Orion’s hole, but I want to see more. Slapping his ass hard, I enjoy his grunt of surprise and Derek’s groan. I love how responsive they both are. It’s so fooking sexy.

Grabbing his asscheeks, I spread them wide, watching as Turner disappears into Orion’s tight hole.

“Doesn’t he feel good?” Derek says, his chest heaving as he struggles not to come. “God, I have the best view from here. Fuck.”

Turner works his cock deeper inside, and I need more. Pulling out my dick, I grab him by the hair.

“You can fuck and suck, can’t you, Baby?” I croon. I don’t wait for an answer as I push my dick past his lips.

Turner swallows me down like the perfect cum whore he is. The woods are filled with our moans, gasps, and fucking. Turner’s throat bulges as my cock stretches him, making me groan as I circle his throat with my large hand. There’s nothing quite like being able to feel myself as I face fuck him.

Turner and Derek push and pull Orion between them, with every one of Turner’s thrusts pushing O further down Derek’s cock. It’s debasing, beautiful, and filthy. My dick pulses each time Orion gags, the sound bringing me closer to release.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I gasp, squeezing Turner’s throat tighter. Turner’s hips continue to piston as he fucks Orion, his fingers digging into his hips. O is going to have some interesting bruises tomorrow.

Turner grunts, but the sound is strangled from the pressure of my hand.

“I… fuck, I have to come. Guys, I can’t hold back,” Derek says, his fingers tightly holding onto Orion’s hair as he holds him in place. Derek’s eyes roll, so I do what any dom with a soul would do.

“Don’t hold back. You’re doing so good. Flood his throat with cum, and tell him what a good fucking boy he is,” I growl. Derek’s not as sensitive to being called a good boy anymore, but I’m still careful about it.

Derek can degrade and praise with the best of them, though.

“Open your throat for me, O. I’m going to come so hard, and you’re going to swallow every drop. I want to see how clean your tongue is after,” Derek groans. Orion swallows convulsively around his cock, attempting to do exactly what he’s been asked.

Turner’s eyes drop to half mast and his throat gets really tight, triggering me as he comes. “Fook! Goddamn, Turner,” I cry out, my hips jerking as I come down his throat.

This entire time, we haven’t touched Orion. Breathing hard, I pull my cock away from Turner’s mouth. Being the brat he is, Turner opens his mouth, showing me the cum sitting on his tongue.

“Are you planning to share?” I tease him, spitting in his mouth before kissing him.

He and I both swallow a fair amount of my cum as our teeth clash as we kiss. As I lift my head, I see Derek is kissing Orion, making me smile. I have plans for Orion’s dick, so I’m glad he’s still untouched.

Turner makes a pained sound as he pulls his dick out of O’s tight ass, and I growl as I watch the rush of cum as it escapes.

“So fucking hot,” I mutter. “Ready to claim our man together? Give him a little relief.”

Turner pulls his joggers back up and stands.

“Yes, I’m more than ready,” he murmurs, stalking forward to face Orion.

He looks up at us, on his knees, his cock hitting his stomach. The tip is red and angry from being ignored, precum dripping slowly down his length. He looks thoroughly tortured as his eyes watch us.

“Are you ready to be ours?” I ask. “If so, stand up for us.”

Derek watches as Orion stands easily. Turner and I drop to our knees without warning. While Turner tugs on his balls, I suck and lick Orion’s crown. His head drops back, hissing at our attention.

“Goddamn, guys,” he gasps, the muscles of his thick thighs trembling.

“They’re a bit intense,” Derek chuckles. He’s fixed his pants, and is watching with heavily hooded eyes. “Doesn’t he taste amazing?”

“He really does,” Turner growls, his tongue ring flicking as he licks and sucks.

Opening wide, I begin to go down on him, my tongue swiping to lap at every drop of arousal. He tastes sweet and smells incredible. O’s just large enough that I have to relax my gag reflex to swallow him down.

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