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Cole hit his tonsils and Bryce gagged, prompting his man to pull back a fraction. Bryce couldn’t believe it. His jaw was stretched wide, a cock in his mouth and his hands on Cole’s ass while Cole rocked into him. “Hold my cheeks open,” Cole rasped. The flick of a cap sounded, and Bryce did what he was told, humming in agreement. Cole bucked into Bryce’s mouth, choking out a cry as a wash of pre-cum landed on his tongue.
“That’s so sexy,” Ava breathed. “Gets me all worked up watching you two.” She ground her hips down again and Bryce punched his forward, rocking into her as her pussy tightened.
Knuckles slick with cold lube brushed his and Bryce moaned, sending another shiver through Cole. “Fuck. Oh God, I’m coming,” Ava breathed on a cry as her pussy clamped down, the ripple of the contractions in her core vibrating through Bryce until he was on the edge. He squeezed Cole’s butt tighter and pushed him deeper, wanting Cole to come before he did. Ava kept moving, rocking slowly as she rode the high of her orgasm. He could imagine what she would look like, her head thrown back and her dark hair cascading down her back, her tits bouncing as she undulated her hips. Bryce squeezed his eyes closed, begging his dick to hold off blowing until he’d made it just as good for Cole.
“Stop,” his man begged in a strangled voice, pulling back until his cockhead teased Bryce’s lips once more. A pearl of precum leaked from the tip and Bryce licked at it, earning another groan. “Fuck I’m too close.”
“Come down my throat.”
“No, I want you to fuck me now.”
Bryce blinked. Had he heard that right? Cole wanted him to fuck him.
Cole and Ava were already moving, the beautiful woman falling to his side and their man ripping off the condom to replace it with a fresh one. Even through the thin latex barrier, he felt the cool lube Cole slicked him with. Bryce punched his hips forward, fucking Cole’s fist as he shuffled down the bed so he could watch every moment of this experience.
When Cole had straddled him, Bryce gripped his dick, holding it up so Cole could sink onto him. “Don’t thrust up. I’m not properly stretched and you’re fucking huge. I need to take it slow.”
“Let me help,” Ava offered, scrambling up and reaching for the lube. Kneeling behind Cole, she nudged him forward until their mouths were a hair’s breadth apart. Bryce couldn’t resist the temptation of those lips, and he reached up, cradling Cole’s face as he kissed him deeply. Their tongues tangled and Cole moaned, their cocks brushing against each other as Ava stretched him. Sticky tracks of pre-cum slicked Bryce’s belly and he kissed Cole harder, wanting every part of him. Wishing it was his mouth Cole was leaking into.
Long moments later, Cole squirming on his lap, his breath catching with every pump of Ava’s fingers in his hole, Bryce heard another of the clicks from a camera app. The photo Cole had taken the night before was downright illicit. Their cocks stuffed Ava full; her pussy and arse stretched around them both. He couldn’t wait to see what this one looked like. If it was on his phone again, it’d be spank bank material for years.
“I’m ready,” Cole gasped, fucking back onto Ava’s fingers and grinding their cocks together. Bryce was already on the edge, the respite from Ava climbing off him long gone when Cole started frotting against him.
Cole shifted so he was squatting and slowly lowered himself onto Bryce’s waiting dick. The tight clasp of his ring of muscle strangled him, instantly shooting him to the edge of an embarrassingly quick orgasm. “Fuuuck,” he groaned, his feet scrambling for purchase and his hands gripping the sheets in a white-knuckled hold.
Cole paused, his muscles straining and his breathing shallow as he adjusted. If it felt half as tight a fit for Cole as it did Bryce, Cole would be struggling. He wanted to soothe him. Wanted to say something to help ease the discomfort, but Bryce was utterly incapable of stringing anything together other than incoherent grunts.
Ava did it though. She gripped his softening cock, rolling his balls in her other hand and dropped her mouth to him, sucking him deep if the sudden jerk of his hips forward was anything to go by.
The slick heat surrounding him lowered further onto his cock, moving slowly but surely until their hips were locked together. Bryce panted, his entire being focussed on the part where he was joined with Cole. Fucking hell. If the world ended in this moment, he’d die a happy man. “I can feel you at the back of my damn tonsils,” Cole ground out, shifting his hips and sending a flare of sensation through Bryce’s nerve endings, lighting them up.
“I’m not gonna last long,” Bryce breathed, struggling to speak as his balls drew up tight.
Cole lifted himself up to the head of Bryce’s cock and surged back down again. Once more and Bryce was lost. Gone. There was no hope of holding back. Bryce hit the point of no return and he shuddered, the orgasm rocketing through him.
“Fuck, fuck!” he swore, slamming his hips up and riding a tidal wave of ecstasy that had his balls unloading into the catch of the condom. He could just imagine what it would be like to be inside Cole and Ava bare and have that silken heat wrapped so tightly around him. He cried out, his cock throbbing every time a jet of cum surged through his cock. Jerky thrusts of his hips extended out his orgasm, but he knew Cole hadn’t gotten there yet and there was no way Bryce was leaving him hanging.
He sat up, pushing Cole back until he was lying between Bryce’s spread legs and shuffled back, his cock slipping from Cole’s channel. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, second to nothing except them both being buried inside Ava. Bryce tore off the full condom, knotted it and scrambled for his bag. “Ava, sit on his face. I’m not done with him yet and you need to be looked after.”
“Please get hard again quick,” Cole begged, his legs hanging open, his stretched hole on display. It hadn’t closed fully yet, the usually tight ring of muscle still a touch slack from his intrusion. A surge of possession ran through Bryce. That was his hole. His and Ava’s cock. His and Ava’s man.
She straddled Cole’s shoulders, bracing her arms on the white shelf that served as the bed head, grinding her hips as Cole stuck out his tongue and licked her. He could watch them together all day, but Bryce had a man to satisfy and a woman to give another orgasm to as well.
He pumped his cock, not needing much stimulation to get it to steely again when the moans Cole was eliciting from Ava were pornographic, and rolled the condom on fast, coating himself in a generous helping of slick. Crawling up the bed again, he gripped Cole’s ankles, spread him as wide as he could, and guided his cock to Cole’s waiting hole. Sliding in slowly, he bottomed out quickly and paused, waiting for him to adjust again. Tight, wet heat surrounded him, every instinct in his body screaming at him to move. He’d come once already, but it had barely taken the edge off.
“Move,” Cole demanded, and the thread of control Bryce held snapped. He withdrew to his cockhead and slammed forward, rocking the bed with the sheer force of his thrust. A shiver racked Cole’s body and he shouted, the noise muffled by Ava’s pussy on his face. Bryce couldn’t get enough. He pumped into him hard and fast, Cole’s cock leaking with every thrust. Soon pre-cum had pooled in his navel and was about to overflow. Bryce scooped up the liquid with his thumb and sucked on it, loving that he managed to draw it from him. It was proof of Cole’s steady climb to nirvana.
He dragged them down the bed, wanting Ava to bend over further so he could have a better view. With every withdrawal from Cole, the other man slid his tongue into Ava’s pussy, fucking her with it, and with every one of Bryce’s surges forward, Cole withdrew, moaning.
Bryce collapsed onto his elbows and craned his head so he could reach Ava’s pussy too. His and Cole’s tongues tangled, licking at her entrance and her clit, the three of them connected in a circle of never-ending ecstasy. Ava cried out and Bryce drove his hips forward, slapping hard against Cole’s arse. His man’s dick was pressed between them rubbing along the washboard of his abs. The soft grunts Cole let loose were hot, but Bryce wanted him to shout the walls down.
Ava’s pussy rippled, the rhythmic clenching about to start. They worked her together and Bryce squeezed Cole’s cock in his fist. Cole drove his hips up, fucking into Bryce’s grip.
Yes, that’s it, baby.
Hard and fast, Bryce concentrated all his effort on getting both Cole and Ava to the ledge and throwing them off, wanting them both to float in that mind-altering post-orgasmic daze he’d experienced the night before when he’d come.
Every muscle in Cole’s body locked up tight, his arse clamping down on Bryce’s dick. Cum shot from his cock, hitting Cole’s throat with the force as he shouted, the noise echoing around their room. With his tongue buried in one lover, her pussy contracting and releasing as she cried out, and his cock wrapped in the tightest hole he’d ever been in, Bryce shot to the edge. His balls drew up again, ready to fire off a second time when Cole’s arse relaxed its hold for a moment. It was enough for Bryce to withdraw and surge forward once more, tagging Cole’s P-spot again. He shouted, his hole squeezing Bryce tight again, trapping him in place. It was one Bryce never wanted to leave.
