7
“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Rich murmured. The camera zoomed in on Garrett’s ass as the young man drew his knees under him just enough to arch his ass and spread his cheeks. The position provided a perfect shot for the viewers to watch Dylan’s finger slide in and out of his hole.
Garrett was a fit, beautiful young man who kept his lower regions clean shaven, front and back. He liked to look “pristine” on camera. Most of the other boys preferred that look as well. On that aspect, Gideon let them decide for themselves, though he personally favored shaven over unshaven. Some liked the hair, viewing it as more manly and rugged. To each their own. Gideon was quietly thankful that Daniel kept most of his body hair-free, but for the sprinkle of chest hair that Gideon didn’t mind at all.
“That is one perfect ass.” Jack appeared beside Gideon, arms folded loosely over his chest. Fire burned in his blue eyes as he watched his boyfriend get hot and sweaty with the new guy.
“Indeed.” Gideon nodded. “So, what do you think? Will they fuck?”
Jack chuckled. “Is there even a question?”
“Dylan said he wasn’t ready to fuck a guy yet.”
“Yeah, well, he looks pretty ready to me.”
“Me, too,” Gideon concurred.
Jack cleared his throat and dragged his palm over his flushed face. “God knows, I am.”
Gideon and Rich laughed.
“You can sit with us, Jack,” the twins offered sweetly, their eyes sparkling with intent. “We’ll take care of you until Garrett is done.”
Jack looked at Gideon. “Now, how the hell can I say no to that?”
Gideon chuckled. “I don’t know. No one’s ever tried.”
“Who the fuck would be crazy enough to?” Jack grinned and walked over to the chair. The twins got up and let Jack sit down, then crowded in on top of him. Jack wrapped his arms around them, exchanging kisses with both boys. “I know I can always count on you two.”
Marcus cupped his face. “Of course, you can.” He kissed him long on the mouth. “We love you.”
Jack groaned and hugged them tighter. “I love you, too, you sexy thangs.”
Gideon watched for an instant as the twins loosened the buttons of Jack’s shirt and each claimed a nipple with their hot mouths. Jack trembled and buried his hands in their hair, cupping their heads while he stared at Garrett and Dylan, his blue eyes burning hotter by the moment.
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“Fuck,”Garrett gasped when Dylan sank his entire finger inside him and started pumping. “You do that good.” He crushed Dylan’s mouth and worked his ass on his digit as both of their cocks stretched and hardened between them.
Until now, Dylan had shied away from thoughts of fucking another man. He’d had his moments wondering how it would feel togetfucked but hadn’t considered the other half of that equation. With his finger buried in Garrett’s tight, soft ass, his imagination ran wild with thoughts of squeezing his hard dick into that tight cave, stretching it open…wider and wider…the deeper he went in. Before the mini-fantasy was through—he realized it had changed from Garrett to Hal and it was his best friend whose ass he was drilling.
Dylan shuddered beneath Garrett, shaken by the sudden powerful thoughts of Hal. Despite what had happened between them, he hadn’t considered him and Haldatingif it turned out he was, in fact, gay. Had that night even meant anything to Hal? Or had he merely done it to prove to Dylan what he was missing? It was Hal’s idea to come here and for Dylan’s first gay sex experience to be with a porn star. If Hal had harbored any secret feelings for Dylan—wouldn’thehave wanted to be Dylan’s first?
“Oh my god,” Garrett panted, breaking from the kiss. He buried his face in Dylan’s neck, tugging his hot, damp skin. Garrett ran his hands down Dylan’s body and underneath him, grabbing his ass. He lifted him a fraction and rocked against him, the want and urgency in him igniting a primal need within Dylan. He was two seconds from breaking down and begging Garrett to fuck him—when Garrett lifted off him and turned him onto his stomach. Was he going to fuck him without asking if Dylan wanted to?
It wasn’t Garrett’s dick that plunged into his ass, though. His strong hands spread Dylan’s cheeks wide as he lathered his crack with his slick tongue, rimming his hole then drilling it.
“Uh!” Dylan wailed, unprepared for the intense sensations ignited by the man’s appendage. He twisted his head on the pillow and looked across the room, spotting the twins and Jack in the easy chair, their hands and mouths all over each other. Dylan’s heart pounded harder as he was caught in Jack’s penetrating stare. He instinctively expected to discover at least a wisp of jealousy or disapproval in the young man’s eyes but found only smoldering sexual heat instead. The look Jack hit him with told Dylan that, rather than stop them, he wanted to join them.
“Fuck, baby,” Garrett groaned. “You have a delicious ass.” He ran his thumbs through the crack, massaged his hole, then stabbed his tongue through the ring again. Dylan gasped and quivered and bit the pillow, still locked in Jack’s stare.
Dylan wasn’t sure what message his own eyes were sending to Jack but moments later, the young man left the chair and the twins behind and walked toward the bed. No one stopped him, and the cameras continued to roll.
Garrett paused then slowly kissed up Dylan’s spine until he covered Dylan with his body. His hard cock slid through Dylan’s crack, grazing his hole. Dylan shivered hard, his entire body rigid with sexual tension, uncertain if Garrett would drive his cock inside him or wait for permission.
Neither Jack, Garrett, nor Dylan spoke a word when Jack approached. He slowly crawled to the center of the bed and looked deep into Dylan’s eyes…then ran his fingers through Dylan’s hair and kissed his lips. The effect was mind-blowing, sending another hard shiver through Dylan’s body and an electric shock straight to his cock.
Dylan pushed into the kiss as Garrett planted small kisses across his shoulders and stroked his thick member between his ass cheeks. Jack sucked his tongue in a very sensual manner, giving Dylan a vivid notion of how it would feel to have his cock sucked by the guy.
