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A hot hand lands on my backside. “What about you, huh? You want me to take this out and replace it with my cock, stepdaddy?”

“You’re a cocky bastard,” I huff. “Yes I want you to fuck me, punk.”

His lips land on my neck. “Music to my ears.”

Liam is careful with me, pulling the toy out with ease and shamelessly bringing it to his lips. He sucks it, licking the remaining flavored lube from it and then presents it to Tommy. “Small enough to suck, big enough to stuff him nice and deep.”

“Perfect,” Tommy agrees, licking his lips. “Makes him ready for you too. You can just slip right in.”

“Mm,” Liam grunts, in agreement, getting his cock out. “Stretched, but still tight enough to hug my cock while I fuck him. Want to see? He whimpers for me.Everytime without fail. He loves getting dicked down.”

“Fuck yeah,” his best friend agrees. “Show me.”

“If you get to watch him, he gets to watch you,” my punk tells him. “I want him to get an eyeful of you beating off to us. Want him to see you come.”

Wordlessly, Tommy stands and settles against the side of the jacuzzi, hand still firmly wrapped around his cock. My friend is a possessive bastard, even more so than Liam. He’s not going to like that I’ve seen his potential man naked, but damn, right now I don’t care. I feel so incredibly free. Settled and comfortable enough to submit. Powerful, even if the dynamic lends to Liam’s control. I’m the reason they’re both getting off.Me.

Pressure builds, and I groan as Liam pushes into my sensitive hole. He settles in deep, and pauses, allowing me to adjust before the first roll of his hips. Nerves blaze, and arousal pours over me like a wave.

He massages the globes of my ass, pulling the cheeks apart to get a better view of what he’s doing to me. I can’t even see it, but I can imagine it. It’s perfect. Skin to skin, fat cock spearing a willing asshole. It likely looks similar to how it feels. Immaculate.

“Is it better bare?” Tommy asks, face flaming and cock leaking with precum.

“Damn right,” Liam confirms. “I won’t wear a fucking condom with him.Ever. Nothing to separate me from my good boy.” His fingers dig into the flesh of my ass, palming it with appreciation.

“I’ve never had it that way,” his friend confesses.

“That’s because you haven’t met your one yet.” Continuing to rock, he fucks me slow and deep. “When you do, you won’t want some rubber getting in your way either. You’ll see.”

I wish I could verbally agree, but I can’t. I’m getting lost in the act, taken over by the delicious pace he’s keeping. Sounds of wet skin slapping and satisfied moans filter around us. If we had neighbors, I’d be concerned about prying ears. But we don’t, and I can fully immerse myself in the moment. I arch my back, offering him all of the access he needs to fully hammer me with strong thrusts.

He takes this as a cue to speed up, attacking my prostate even more directly with an angle shift. His pelvis hits my ass with enough force to mimic spanking. Liam completely rules my body, hands roaming and dick commanding. He’s driving me over the edge before I can even fist my cock.

I clench around him, dick swinging as cum sputters out of it without warning.

“Fuck!” He throbs inside of me as he shouts. “Fuckingyes.Squeezing me like a goddamn vise—working for my cum by fucking sucking it out of my dick. Good boy, baby. That’s a good fucking boy.”

Tommy gasps, moaning loudly. I glance at him with heavy eyes in time to see him shoot all over his stomach, mouth open, face rosy with warmth.

Lips pepper my spine, and Liam pulls me up, my back flush against his front. “You came handsfree,” he breathes. “That was so fucking hot, baby. I want to do it all over again.”

“Give me ten,” I babble, still catching my breath.

He chuckles, and slowly pulls his cock from my now sore hole. I can feel his semen drip down my thighs as our lips meet. It’s a sweet kiss, one that makes this moment almost romantic despite the deviance of it.

When we break apart, I expect an awkwardness to settle around us, but it doesn’t come.

“This hot tub needs to be thoroughly sanitized,” Tommy blurts.

We all laugh, coming down from our highs. I’d say this was a successful day.

Chapter 6

Liam

2 Days Later

Jonathan has only been gone for an hour, and I’m already wishing that he didn’t leave. Not because I’ve set up a dinner date for when he comes home and my patience is wearing thin. But because there is pounding on our front door, and a familiar voice screaming for me to open up. Well, for Jonathan to open up.

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