My cock throbbed as heat exploded through me, my thighs trembling and chest heaving as pleasure danced across every single nerve in my body. Bailey kept sucking me, finally slowing the pace when Hunter leant in and mumbled something about wanting a taste. I watched as Bailey lifted his head and kissed Hunter, his tongue smearing me across Hunter’s mouth.
“You two look good together,” I said. I knew I sounded wrecked and breathless, but I wasn’t going to hide it. Bailey deserved to know what he’d done to me.
“Thanks,” Hunter said, twisting slightly to look at me. There was a tiny blush across his nose. That was almost as hot as watching them make out.
“Come here, Hunter. Let both of us get a taste of you.”
His blush deepened as he passed me the lube and slowly turned, throwing one of his massive thighs over my chest and sliding backwards slightly. The height difference made it a little awkward, but it was easier this way than me trying to stretch out over him. And it was fucking hot to have this mountain of a man on top of me.
“Keep kissing him,” I said, running my hand up the back of Hunter’s hairy, muscular thighs and squeezing his arse. It was round and tight with dark hair curling across his olive skin. Ipushed myself up a little and gently pulled his cheeks apart so I could see my prize. His hole was a deep pink surrounded by more hair and I couldn’t wait to get a taste. “Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”
“Okay,” Hunter said.
I couldn’t see what was happening—my entire view was just hole—but from the soft moans and kissing sounds, he and Bailey were making out again.
Good, they should be doing more of that. Especially since they clearly enjoyed it.
I leant forward and slowly licked a wet stripe up Hunter’s crack, flicking my tongue over the furled skin of his entrance and smirking when he cried out. He tasted musky and earthy, and I could smell the deep, smoky scent of whatever shower gel he’d used lingering on his skin.
Another moan rumbled through him as I buried my face between his cheeks and began to eat him out. I was aiming to give Bailey a run for his money, and the delicious idea of one day watching Bailey do this to his best friend made my cock throb with need. They’d take some time to get there but it would be worth it. For all of us.
“F-Fuck,” Hunter said, his body shifting above me.
“Does it feel good?” Bailey asked softly. I could barely hear his words, but Hunter’s reply was clear as I pressed my tongue into his hole.
“So fucking good! I… fuck, Bailey, it’s…”
“Yeah. You’re gonna look so good with Aiden’s dick inside you. I can’t wait to watch.”
Hunter groaned, pushing back against me as I tongue-fucked his arse, my hand searching on the bed for the lube. When I found it, I gave his hole a final filthy kiss and then sat back slightly so I could pour lube onto my fingers.
“Hunter,” I said, my voice rough from taking him apart. “I’m gonna open you up now, okay? We’ll go slowly but I want you to tell me if it’s too much. Promise?”
“Y-Yeah.”
“Good.”
Bailey hummed, and the sound of his mouth meeting Hunter’s was like music to my ears. I brushed one slick finger slowly down Hunter’s wet crack, circling his hole a couple of times before slowly starting to press inside. While he’d have probably done this to himself before playing with his dildo, there was a difference between fingering yourself and someone else doing it. And I was determined to make this a good experience for him.
Hunter’s groans were muffled by Bailey’s mouth, the dirty symphony of their sloppy, hungry kissing filling the air around us and turning my desperation up to eleven.
Carefully, I began to finger Hunter open, stretching his tight hole until I could comfortably fit three fingers inside him. He was so beautifully vocal, gasping and moaning while he made out with Bailey, his hard cock leaking against my chest. I’d wrapped two fingers loosely around his shaft to help him relax, stroking him slowly as I worked his hole.
Bailey was groaning too, muttering hungry words into Hunter’s mouth about how much he couldn’t wait to watch and how well Hunter was doing for me. For us.
Fuck, that was hot. I loved the idea he was sharing his best friend with me. Someone he clearly felt something for but either couldn’t or wouldn’t articulate it.
This was enough, though. At least for tonight.
Once or twice Bailey’s head dipped down to lick my folds and tease my cock, not trying to get me off again but more like he needed another taste. Hunter tried to join him, but all he could do was breathe heavily and moan. He was falling apart so easilyand it was heady as fuck. I knew I was good, but Hunter was making me feel nothing less than exceptional.
“Aiden,” Hunter moaned as he pushed back against me, my name sounding fucking decadent in the way it dripped from his tongue. “Please, I need more. I need… need you to fuck me.”
“Yeah? You want my cock, baby?”
“Please! Don’t make me beg.”
He already was, but I wasn’t going to tell him. Instead I slowly pulled my fingers out of him and tapped the side of his thigh. “Get off me for a second, then make yourself comfortable.”
