AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Was this something he’d done before? Had he been with other men? Was he bisexual or had he just fallen under the erotic spell of all that was Screw?”
Her thoughts had taken her so far away, she’d somehow missed the fact that Screw had dropped to his knees in front of Gumby. Gumby’s head still rested against the wall, tipped back as though staring at the heavens for mercy. His chest rose and fell too fast to be anything other than turned on. Then there was his lower half.
Jutting straight out from his body, long, and damn near purple, Gumby’s cock bobbed only inches from Screw’s mouth.
Jazz’s mouth watered at the thought of taking that flesh into her mouth and making Gumby cry out in pleasure. Was it the same for Screw? Was he just as eager to taste the man before him?
“You gonna imagine I’m her?” Screw asked, and for the first time, Gumby opened his eyes and stared down at him.
Holy shit. Were they talking about her? She held her breath. The answer to Screw’s question suddenly became the most important thing in Jazz’s world.
“Maybe.” Gumby finally spoke, his voice a gravelly rasp. “Maybe I’ll scream her name when I come.”
Screw growled as though that turned him on.
Between her legs, her panties grew damp. Oh, who was she kidding, they’d left damp behind five minutes ago. She was soaked, aching, and dying for release. What the hell was wrong with her? Screw was about to blow Gumby, who’d threatened to scream her name when he came.
She should be sickened, not because it was two men but because of the convoluted way they’d involved her in their twisted game of lust and hate. But instead, she was one puff of air away from coming.
“Since you don’t like dick, you might wanna close your eyes again. I’m about to suck this monster, and I’ve got one helluva cock myself.”
“Jesus.” Gumby’s head fell back once again, and he slammed his eyes shut.
Screw circled his thumb and forefinger around the base of Gumby’s cock drawing a grunt from the taller man.
Just when Jazz thought he would open his mouth and take Gumby inside, Screw lifted Gumby’s cock and dipped his head, nuzzling his nose against Gumby’s balls.
“Fuck,” Gumby said on a breath. His fists opened; palms flat against the concrete. The knuckles were streaked with blood from the way he’d abraded them against the wall.
Next, Screw’s tongue snuck out, licking over Gumby’s sack a few times.
Jazz pressed her legs together as the ache intensified to nearly unbearable. Her heart was beating so hard, she feared it’d out her as the voyeur she’d become.
“You’re so fucking hard,” Screw mumbled as though to himself. He shifted, spreading his legs somewhat as he ran his tongue up the side of Gumby’s shaft. Against the wall, Gumby shuddered right before a harsh shout ripped from his lips. “Jesus, fuck!”
Screw appeared to have taken Gumby all the way to the back of his throat. His nose disappeared into the well-trimmed hair surrounding Gumby’s cock while his fingers dimpled into Gumby’s hips. Would they leave marks? Would Gumby carry small bruises from the force of Screw’s grip?
And why was that so hot?
Gumby’s hips punched forward once, then twice, but even Jazz could see how he held back, not wanting to ram down Screw’s throat.
Sitting back on his heels, Screw pumped Gumby’s wet cock twice before giving it a firm squeeze. “Hey,” he said, causing Gumby’s eyes to open once again. “I ain’t a fucking princess.”
The two men stared at each other and Jazz swore she could see the electricity crackling between them.
“Fuck my goddamned face,” Screw growled.
Something shifted in Gumby then. As though his control had finally snapped, his hands left the wall and he grabbed fistfuls of Screw’s light hair as he jammed his hips forward. His long cock entered Screw’s waiting mouth with a ruthless thrust.
Jazz gasped and squeezed her thighs together. Her eyes burned from how long she’d kept them wide, but she refused to blink and miss a second of the most erotic show she’d ever seen.
Instead of gagging at the powerful intrusion, Screw groaned around Gumby’s length as though he loved every inch being forced down his throat.
Gumby showed him no mercy, hammering Screw’s mouth again and again. Screw took it all, grunting and groaning the entire time. His hands held Gumby’s hips, encouraging the brutal fucking. Though Gumby’s eyes remained closed, Screw kept his gaze cast upward on the man he was pleasuring.
Never in her life had Jazz seen anything so beautiful, so captivating. Or so she thought until a moment later when Gumby let out a surprised shout and buried his cock down Screw’s throat. His body jolted with the force of his climax as he emptied himself into the other man.
