Page 90 of Whirlwind

He gestured with the condom, nonverbally indicating his request. Ben spread his hands wide, giving him free rein.

Parker’s mouth watered, taking in his delectable cock. While he didn’t want to draw this out for too long, he needed just one little taste.

He leaned forward and licked around the smooth head, then dug further under Ben’s clinging foreskin. God, he wanted more of this. Maybe every day forever.

Ben’s hand came down heavy on the back of his neck and he pushed back without a thought. He would not be controlled, and Ben better get used to that now.

Ben’s hand instantly turned to a warm presence, resting rather than pressing. Parker went back to his exploration of that beautiful tip.

When Ben let out his first moan, he pulled back and ripped the condom from its package. With a purposeful glint in his eyes, he rolled it slowly down Ben’s length.

He saw Ben’s hands moving toward him and looked up at him in a dare. If you touch me, I’ll stop.

Ben’s menacing glare in return was just as evocative. If you don’t hurry the fuck up, I’m going to do it myself anyway.

Yeah, playing up their rivalry for dominance was going to be a lot of fun, so long as he kept it to these short, whimsical exchanges.

At last, he reached the end of Ben’s length with the slippery latex and followed it up with a slow pass of his lubed hand.

Ben growled at him. So hot.

Parker smirked.

Dakota, who had a front row seat while all of this was taking place between their legs, threw their head back and laughed.

“Done?” Ben grunted.

Parker made an after you gesture in Dakota’s direction.

Ben grunted in return, even as he slid his hands seductively up Dakota’s inner thighs. Rising to his knees, he continued the movement up their solid waist, over their slightly raised breasts with their flat nipples, and then following the flow of their arms over their head.

Ben had both of their hands clasped in his larger ones and he switched both into the grip of one hand.

God, that interplay of dominance and submission between them was sexy. And Parker didn’t feel an ounce of jealousy. Just desire.

Barely taking his eyes away, Parker quickly slipped on a new condom and lubed it up.

Parker placed a hand on Dakota’s belly and the wrist of his lubed hand on Ben’s back, wanting to be connected to both of them as Ben lined himself up.

With one sure thrust, he pushed in and Dakota keened. Fuck, were the two of them beautiful together.

Keeping hands on both of them, Parker maneuvered around the bed until he was behind Ben. Then, he moved both hands to Ben’s back, and then his ass.

The trust this gorgeous, strong man was giving him was humbling.

He slowly leaned forward, hands flowing forward and back, until his body rested fully over Ben’s. Ben’s thrusts into Dakota were also teasing both of them as Parker’s cock rested in the cleft of his ass.

Because of their height difference they would never be able to kiss like this, but Parker could stretch to lick at Ben’s neck.

“You ready?” he asked softly.

“Yeah,” Ben breathed out. With the way he was pumping into Dakota, Parker assumed he would be sufficiently distracted even if the first few moments weren’t as pleasant.

He slipped his still-lubed fingers between Ben’s cheeks and pressed two of them inside, instantly pegging Ben’s prostate.

Ben lurched forward and Dakota cried out. Power swelled through Parker as he commanded both of them at once with a single, light touch.

Deeming Ben ready, he withdrew his fingers and then slowly, very slowly, began to guide himself in.