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“Fuck, he’s doing it. Shit, Cash,” Ford says as he leans forward and kisses my lower back. I groan at the feel of it, biting my bottom lip to keep myself from screaming.
“Good boy. You’re doing so good,” Cash says, reaching up and pulling me down for a tender kiss. He kisses me softly, gently as Ford continues to work me open. Farther and farther until I feel the slip of his hand press inside of me with a pop.
And then he’s in.
“He did it. Shit, he did it,” Ford says as he lazily pumps his fist into me.
I groan at the sensation, loving that Cash is reaching down to feel it, feel how good I am.
“Fuck, Ben,” he says and then kisses me once more, his tongue tangling with mine. “You’re so perfect.”
I groan as Ford continues to fist me before finally removing his hand from me. I groan at the absence of it, but it’s not long before he takes Cash’s cock and slides it easily inside of my hole. My open, eager hole. Cash bends his knees and thrusts his length gently into me until he’s balls deep and then he pulls me down against him, his lips on mine as Ford lines his own dick up with my hole and pushes in.
I cry out at the feel of it, but I’ve been stretched open and Ford’s cock pushes in without too much work. He’s slow and careful, his groans mixing with ours until they’re both seated deep inside of me.
“Shit, Ford. I can feel your dick against mine. So hot.”
“Feels so damn good,” Ford moans.
“Yes,” I gasp. “Yes. Yes.”
Ford reaches around me and pumps my cock, making it positively ache with the need to release.
“Move. I want you both moving,” I groan, arching back and feeling them both slide into me even more.
Ford is panting above me and Cash is positively on fire below.
“That what you want, Benjamin? You want us to wreck you,” Ford rasps into my ear.
“Yes. Make me yours. Make me….”
It’s Ford who moves first. He pulls out and presses back into me, making Cash moan into my mouth as I bend down and kiss him fiercely, loving the feel of being so split open.
“Shit. Shit,” Ford mutters as Cash starts to buck his hips, both fucking into me, gently, slowly, but enough to make me nearly scream in pleasure.
I feel their hands on me—rubbing, squeezing, holding me in place as they take what they want from me. Ford is biting his way across my shoulder before lifting me slightly, turning my head and kissing me.
Cash gazes up at Ford and then their lips meet, tongues tangling as they moan into each other.
When they finally pull apart, I beg. I’m nearly crying from the need to come.
“Please. Please!”
“Fuck, it’s too much!” Cash groans. “I can’t last. Shit.”
Ford grunts as they both start railing into me, leaving me nearly mindless with the pain and pleasure of it, of being used. But still, they think only of me. Cash grabs on to my dick and pumps it, and it only takes a few seconds before I explode on a scream. Cash’s neck strains, and I watch as he shudders, emptying himself into me. Ford swears, his hands tightening on my hips almost painfully as he slams into me several times before falling onto my back, his cock twitching in my hole. I fall onto Cash, my entire body trembling as I try to catch my breath.
I can feel it, their cum filling me up completely. They both marked me. Claimed me. Both of my men.
Mine.
“Don’t pull out. Not yet,” I say as my eyes close. “Just give me a few more minutes.”
And they do, they leave their softening cocks inside of me until they slip out naturally. Then they settle me on the bed between them. My ass is dripping from their release, still stretched open. But I don’t care. I just know that I want to do that again.
“Can we do that again?” I ask.
“We can, but you need time to recover,” Cash says, and Ford kisses my shoulder before leaning over me and kissing Cash.
