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“What are…what are you doing to him?” Appius asked, scooting around the head of the bed to peer over our tangled, sweaty bodies.
It was so much like he was trying to get a look at a patient one of the magisters was treating as a demonstration for some sort of healing lesson that I laughed.
That made me tense while Darius was working to fit four fingers in my ass up to his knuckles, and that caused a wave of pain that cut my laughter short.
“Fuck, Conrad,” Darius laughed in my place. “Are you trying to snap my fingers off by squeezing so tightly?”
And that had me laughing all over again, then groaning when Darius pushed in hard enough to cause real hurt.
“Appius, love,” Leander said, tilting his head up to Appius while keeping up with stroking my cock—which was the only thing keeping me from calling a halt to our activity, “you mustn’t distract Conrad when he’s trying to relax enough to let us fit the impossible in his ass.”
Leander was joking, I knew, but Appius blushed crimson and mumbled, “Sorry.”
Again, I laughed, but it was too much with Darius concentrating on opening me up, so I breathed through my giddiness and closed my eyes so I could concentrate on the hard-edged pleasure.
I’d never imagined that there could be such a thing as hard pleasure until Dushka had coaxed me into experimenting. The pup tea that Peter hated so much had helped back then. I’d consented to taking it, which made all the difference, but before too long, between Dushka’s tastes for pleasure and play and my own, I’d been able to try just about anything without help.
As Darius worked me loose and Leander went back to kissing me and stroking me while Appius watched, I could have used some pup tea, if only to forget about everything around me. All I wanted was to fuck with my friends and for all of us to enjoy each other. That was all I’d ever wanted from my life.
My thoughts had started to slip, but I was brought back as Darius pushed his knuckles past my ring of muscles to the point where his entire hand disappeared to his wrist. I would have kept my eyes closed and floated in the wild sensation of being so impossibly full, and of Darius rubbing against my prostate, but Appius cried out, “You’ve got your entire hand in him!”
It took everything I had not to laugh yet again.
“Yes, sweetheart,” Darius said, his breath rough and panting as he worked in and out of me. “And it feels extraordinary.”
“Does…does it?” Appius asked.
I knew what was coming before Darius pulled his hand out and shifted away from me.
“Here, you try,” he said, nudging Appius to take his place.
“No!” Appius recoiled, then said, “I couldn’t?” It sounded very much like a question, like he was seeking permission.
“Go on,” I said, opening my eyes and looking up at him enough to wink. “You’ve got lovely, slender hands anyhow. It will feel perfect.”
Part of me felt like we were corrupting poor Appius in ways he wasn’t ready for. He looked deeply worried as Darius slicked up his hand with enough ointment to drown an army, but he didn’t protest when Darius guided his hand to my ass, then talked him through working his way into my hole.
I shouldn’t have liked it as much as I did. Appius was sweet, not at all the sort who I would have thought I wanted fisting me. But there was something about the way his movements were hesitant at first, then surprisingly aggressive that had me leaning forward and biting Leander’s shoulder to keep from crying out and startling Appius…or from coming.
“Oh, so you like that, do you?” Leander said in a wickedly teasing tone.
I thought he was talking to me, but Appius answered with, “It…it feels so….”
He didn’t finish his sentence. Instead, he groaned with pleasure. I didn’t think having a hand in someone’s ass could cause a sound like that, but when I opened my eyes and peeked over my shoulder, Darius was moving against Appius in a way that seemed to indicate he was either fucking Appius or stroking his cock, or maybe both.
“I feel as though I’m late to a party,” Leander said, moving to nestle more closely against me.
I thought he was just making a funny observation, but a moment later, my hole stretched even more as he tried to fit his cock in alongside Appius’s hand.
“No, no, stay right where you are,” Leander told Appius, who had tried to pull out. “I can just….”
I groaned loudly and panted, half out of my mind with pain and pleasure and the headiness of it all. Appius made a sound of protest, but his hand stayed where it was, and in short order, it was joined by Leander’s prick. I was certain Darius was fucking Appius now, even though they were behind me and it took too much effort to turn my head, simply because he was panting and mewling like he was about to come.
“Fucking and getting a handy at the same time,” Leander said, half laughing, half panting.
He still had a hand on my cock as well, and within seconds, the four of us had descended into a mindless mass of writhing, sweating, fucking madness that was everything I hadn’t realized I’d needed and more.
I wasn’t even sure who started coming first or how it was all happening. All I cared about was that my ass was stuffed beyond what I thought I could tolerate, my balls were drawn up and ready to empty, and my mind was completely blank of anything but pleasure.
