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The picture he made on his back, hands clenched in the sheets as Raul worked his cock, was one I’d never erase from my mind. And it only added to what I was feeling as Johan massaged my dick.
Preston licked his lips, his breath coming faster, and I could see the loosely held control he had over himself as Raul pushed him past the point of edging. He wanted to make him come, like he no doubt had many times before, but that wasn’t happening, not tonight.
Making Preston come so hard he lost his mind was my job.
He moaned my name, desperation lacing his voice, and I issued a command I knew he’d follow.
“Straddle me.”
Johan’s hands went still. Raul’s did the same.
Preston’s eyes flew open, the yearning there matching my own,and lifted up onto his elbows. His cock jutted out, begging for my hands, my mouth, even my ass. Whatever I was willing to give, and I would’ve offered him the world just to touch him.
I licked my lips as he straddled my hips, all that smooth skin settling against mine, his erection pointed directly at me.
At least it knows who it fucking belongs to.
“You going to fuck me?” Preston braced himself, putting his hands flat on my chest. “Right here? Right now?”
I ran my hands up his thighs, loving the way his pre-cum marked my stomach with every slight move he made. “Got a problem with that?”
Preston shook his head and bit down on his lip in a way that told me he was trying not to seem too eager. That he wanted exactly the same thing I did, and he had no problem with anyone watching.
“Tell me you have something,” he said, trailing his fingertips down my stomach to where our hard and heavy lengths rubbed against each other, waiting.
Johan’s hands left me, and a few seconds later he moved to the side of the table. He lifted the gold foil packet to his mouth, ripped it open, and then offered it to Preston, who took it greedily.
I winked at Johan, who stepped back but continued to watch, as Preston rolled the condom over my dick. It throbbed under his touch, needing to be inside him already.
Raul took the spot Johan had vacated, popping the top of a bottle and smiling slyly as he turned the lube upside down to drip over the two of us. It coated our cocks, and I reached for them, gripping us both in my hands in a sweet slide of friction that had me groaning and Preston’s head falling back.
“So sexy,” I heard one of the guys say as Preston began to roll his hips on top of me, fucking my fist. He was so uninhibited,putting on a show and taking his pleasure, everyone else be damned. I’d never imagined he would be like this behind closed doors, and now that I knew, it only made me want him more.
As good as we felt together, I needed to get inside him, so I dropped my hold and said, “Up on your knees, Preston.”
His fingers curled as he did what I asked, and I grabbed the base of my cock to guide it between his plump cheeks. When the crown rested against his hole, he began to slowly lower himself, inch by glorious inch. That he was able to take me without any prep told me how often he’d been getting his…needstaken care of.
It wasn’t jealousy that rode me then, but an overwhelming desire to make sure I was the one he’d remember. That whatever was between us was so good that he’d never be able to forget the feeling of me inside him.
There was a grunt of pleasure from beside us, and I looked over to see Raul had moved behind Johan and found something new to massage. Something that didn’t bother me in the least.
“See what you’ve done, beautiful boy?” I said to Preston, directing his eyes to the two men beside us who were clearly as aroused as we were. “Made everyone in this room want to fuck.”
Preston locked on the two watching us with hooded eyes, their lust and desire as tangible as our own. Raul put his lips to Johan’s neck and kissed his way up it.
“Yesss,” Preston said as his ass clenched around me.
Raul had slipped his hand down into Johan’s loose yoga style pants, where his thick length was outlined, and then Raul wrapped a hand around him and a groan of pleasure filled the room.
“Oh God.” Preston braced a hand on my chest and grabbed his dick with the other as I took hold of his hips. Then he began to roll his body over the top of me like he’d been doing it for years.
I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven—or maybe hell. The salacious scene was one that I wouldn’t have batted an eyelash at back in the day, but had since refrained from participating in as age and wisdom replaced youthful impulsiveness.
But as Preston stared down at me, his cheeks flushed and his dick in hand, I realized it had nothing to do with age or common sense and everything to do with the person you were with. It had been a long time since anyone had made me want the things Preston was drawing out of me, and I couldn’t find it in me to stop and think now.
There was no way I was leaving. No way I was stopping. The tight heat of Preston’s ass was my new favorite place to be, and I was going to enjoy every goddamn second of it.
At the sound of clothes rustling, Preston glanced back to see Johan’s shirt tossed to the floor, followed by Raul’s. Preston dug his fingers into my chest as his movements got a little faster.
