Page 71 of The Dragon


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“Come on, Patrick. Let me see the rest of you,” she begged in her sexy, seductive voice.

Patrick didn’t have the best confidence. Being completely naked and exposed scared him. He was far from having a body to be ashamed of. He and I worked out together nearly every day. He was scared to be seen and vulnerable.

He hesitated but removed his shirt and undershirt and tossed them to the tufted bench at the foot of the bed. I was so fucking proud of him, and I hoped Ginny knew how hard this was for him and what a big deal it was. I couldn’t keep myself from grinning at him.

“Ohh, Patrick Dawson.” Ginny admired Patrick’s abs and hard chest. “You’re too much. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this hot body.”

Ginny reached out to run her fingertips along the grooves of his abs, and I wrapped my arm around her waist and tugged her back against me. This pulled her hand away from him. I lowered my head and kissed her neck.

“Mmm, Hollis… Okay, I need you two studs in me.”

I picked Ginny up and set her on the bed after Patrick pulled back the bedding. Ginny pointed to the nightstand where a small bottle of lube and condoms waited.

“I set them out earlier when I checked in for us.”

Clearly, she planned on us having a sex-filled evening. I got the impression that she was just as excited to have Patrick here as I was. I wouldn’t be okay with this scenario if it had been anyone else but him. And this weird part of me, that I hadn’t quite understood, was excited that Patrick’s first time would be with people who cared about him. Ginny knew about a lot of what had happened to him, though it barely scratched the surface.

I grabbed a condom and opened it to quickly roll it on.

“I’m not going to last long. Just a fair warning,” I said as I got onto the bed.

“Surprise,” Ginny said sarcastically. I couldn’t help it. I was a very healthy eighteen-year-old with sex and fighting on my mind nearly all the time.

Patrick knelt at the foot of the bed and looked incredibly lost. As Ginny wrapped her hand around my cock, she held her other hand out to him.

“Come here, Patrick. Don’t be shy. Hollis usually fucks my pussy and comes in my ass. You get my ass tonight. No condom, please. I want to feel your cum.”

Was I slightly disappointed that I wasn’t going to get to unload in Ginny’s ass? Not in the least because Patrick would get to. And I thought Ginny knew it might be something he would handle emotionally. He hadn’t had sex with any of his prior girlfriends. Ginny thought it had to do with him not being able to look at his partner. Not that he just couldn’t have fucked them from behind, so I wasn’t sure about her theory. I had a feeling there was going to be a lot more of this throughout the night, and Patrick might feel okay to face her.

“Don’t be afraid to hurt me, Patrick. Ask Hollis, he knows I like it rough.”

Ginny and I kissed, and I hoped she could tell in my kiss how much I appreciated what she did in order to help make this a night for Patrick to remember. I pulled my mouth away from Ginny and tossed the bottle of lube at Patrick. I propped some pillows against the headboard, then rested back. I stroked my condom-clad dick as I watched Ginny kiss Patrick and help him put the lube on his dick. She knew exactly how much she needed and wanted.

Ginny finally sat on my cock and leaned forward to kiss me. As she slowly moved up and down, I parted my legs more to make room for Patrick. I was so hard for this experience with them. It was Ginny’s first threesome getting double dicked, and Patrick’s first. Ginny’s lips were locked on mine and her body was flush against me. I gripped her ass cheeks and pulled them to the side for Patrick.

Patrick moved closer to us, and the back of his fingers brushed against mine as he set his hand on her ass cheek. I knew the moment he pushed his head inside her because she moaned in my mouth and then pulled her lips away from mine. She gripped my biceps and dug her fingernails into my skin while she pressed her forehead against my chest and shoulder.

“Fuck,” she hissed repeatedly, as Patrick inched himself in deeper and deeper.

His forehead had a faint wrinkle on it and his eyebrows were furrowed. He looked like he was in deep concentration. Ginny moaned, swore, and begged for more. I tapped his arm and gestured for him to lean forward over her. Ginny’s voice got louder when he leaned forward, pushing himself deeper. He placed his hands on the bed on either side of my chest and braced most of his body weight. The natural motion of the three of us would sometimes cause his wrists or forearms to touch my sides. I couldn’t help but notice how warm he felt when his skin brushed mine.

Now that Patrick was all the way inside Ginny, I let go of her ass cheeks. I placed one hand on the back of her shoulder blade and wrapped my other hand around Patrick’s wrist. I hadn’t really expected a reaction from him, but I sure got one. His eyes locked on mine, the tension visible on his forehead evaporated, and a huge smile spread across his face. There wasn’t anything that would have been able to make me pull my eyes off him. What was a seemingly small rite of passage was anything but small for Patrick. This was one of the very few times where I could say without a doubt that he was proud of himself. I was completely consumed in this experience for him, and before I could even say something, I was coming.

“Fuck!” I grunted over Ginny’s moaning and panting. My orgasm instigated a chain reaction, and the moment Ginny started to come, I knew Patrick wasn’t going to be able to withstand being clenched by the ring of her tight asshole.

“Oh fuck!” Patrick groaned.

As I was calming down from quite possibly the hottest sexual experience, all I could do was smile at Patrick. I was so proud of him and happy for him.

“You two are too much. Fuck,” Ginny mumbled.

“Did you fill her up, Patrick?” I asked. My thumb seemed to have a mind of its own and lazily stroked the top of his hand.

“Um, yeah.” He laughed and shook his head in disbelief. “Fuck.”

Ginny squirmed around, which made Patrick pull away from my hand to slowly withdraw and sit back on his heels. I was slightly annoyed she couldn’t let him be for another minute or two. Ginny slid off my body and put her hand on my chest. While I adjusted my arm around her, Patrick flopped over onto the bed beside me facedown. He shoved his arms under the pillow and rested his head sideways. His eyes were on me, though.

Despite Ginny mumbling about needing to make me hard again so I could fill her ass, I kept my eyes on Patrick. There was so much I wanted to say to him. Ginny pulled my condom off and moved down to start sucking on me again. I put my left hand on top of her head and stretched my right hand out to slide under Patrick’s pillow. I was surprised to find his hands were balled into fists. Was he mad? When I wrapped my hand around one of his fists, he smiled at me. Okay, so, not mad. Slowly he uncurled the fist and flattened it on the mattress, palm up. Even though my arm was at an awkward angle, I was able to place most of my hand on top of his.

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