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“Oh yeah, she’s ready,” Cal says, pulling out of my mouth. He hands a small tube to Ezra and then bends down in front of me again, pushing tendrils of hair from my sweaty forehead. “Are you ready to take Ezra’s cock, sweet girl?”
Wide eyed and unsure, I nod. I want this. I want them to possess me in every capacity. To own my body and use it atwill, to mark me as theirs as I soak up all of the cum and attention they lavish on me. They make me feel like a goddess.
Warm liquid pours down my crack as Ezra continues to fuck my ass with the little toy, finally pulling it free and replacing it with his fingers. He pumps into me, working his fingers deeper, stretching me open.
When his cock lines up with my virgin hole, Cal talks me through it, helping me breathe and relax. His hand snakes under me to rub my clit, and the sharp bite of pleasure helps me stay calm through the initial pressure as Ezra presses into me.
Ezra sucks in a breath as the tip of his cock breaches the tight ring of muscle. Cal’s fingers don’t stop, and neither do his whispers of praise and reminders to breathe. Ezra sinks into me bit by bit, and I relax into the increasing fullness. Once he’s fully seated, we both take a deep, steadying breath. For some reason that makes me laugh a little.
“Are you alright?” Ezra asks, caressing his hand down my spine.
I nod, drunk with lust, too full and overwhelmed to speak.
“You’re doing so well,” Cal praises as Ezra slowly starts to move. “Your ass looks so hot taking Ezra’s cock.” His green eyes are so dark, the pupils look to be swallowing most of the color as he watches the movement behind me with rapt attention, never stopping the intoxicating circles he teases my clit with. In my peripherals, I watch his cock grow.
The sight of Cal’s lusty gaze, his rapidly re-hardening cock, and Ezra’s sounds of pleasure as he moves inside my ass, drive me into a frenzy.
I’m delirious when I cry out for “more!”
Ezra thrusts harder, but I want more. I want everything. All at once. I barely have the wherewithal to use words, but I manage a choked, “Both, please.”
How is this going to be accomplished? I have no idea. Neither of them are small, and Cal especially is quite girthy. But I’m willing to die for the chance to have both of them filling me up, a fleeting moment of being one before we’re separated.
They consider each other for a moment, silently forming a plan. Then, with a nod from Cal, Ezra pulls out of me slowly. My body feels cold and hollow without him inside me. I didn’t mean for him to stop, but I suppose there has to be more strategy involved to accomplish what I’ve begged for.
They help me stand, my legs wobbly, knees sore and red from the hard ground. Cal lays back on the couch, motioning me to get in his lap. I straddle him without hesitation, sinking down on his big cock with a breathy moan.
I’m aware that we’re building up to something here, but I can’t help but ride him while Ezra stands beside us, rubbing more lube over his cock as he watches us. I cry out his name as my body climbs a peak.
“I’m here, love,” he whispers, moving behind me at my call. He presses into my back, slowly pushing inside me again.
I tense and whine. This feels impossible. I asked for it, but I don’t know if I can do this. It’s too much, it’s—
“Shhh,” Cal soothes me, cupping my jaw and kissing me softly. He whispers praise into my ear as I hold myself completelystill until Ezra bottoms out. I thought I’d been full before. I knew nothing. I feel as if every one of my cells will burst, the pressure of both their cocks so deep, like they’re settled in my stomach.
Warring feelings of contentment and fear that I may break or explode, bring tears to my eyes as my body accommodates to having them both inside me. When I’m finally able to relax, our bodies begin to move slowly.
As dirty as getting fucked by these two gods and their big cocks is, it’s also beautiful. They make love to me, alternating rolling their hips until we figure out how to move together. The three of us writhe as one entity, breathing, moaning, crying together until something inside me really does break, and my consciousness soars in the clouds in a haze of stars and electricity and raw physical sensation. The earth quakes with the force of pure feeling that ripples through me.
I lose control of my body. A rush of fluids that I’m almost certain is pee, gushes out all over Cal. I’m lucky that’s all that happens, because I have lost all of my faculties. I can barely keep myself conscious, only vaguely aware of Cal and Ezra cursing and holding me up as they both pump their releases into my pulsing body.
The next thing I know, I’m being cradled in Cal’s arms while Ezra wipes me down with a warm, wet towel.
“Cal needs that,” I say, my speech slurred. “I peed on him.”
“That’s not pee, mobláth.”
I raise an eyebrow in his direction, but I can barely keep my eyes open. I’m too tired even to be ashamed or embarrassed about the state of me, and that I almost certainly peed onCallaghan Flynn.
I’m just aware enough to crack a joke about being a true Twinkie now, before sleep claims me to the sound of their light chuckles.
Cal
I wish I hadn’t agreed to let them see me off. How am I supposed to leave her? How am I supposed to walk away, ticket in hand, when she’s standing right there watching me make my way through the security line?
The line shuffles forward, and I take my eyes off her just long enough to move my carry-on a couple feet further. Another three steps away from her.
My eyes lock on hers again, at the tight, unconvincing smile that hurts more than the tears she won’t let herself cry. She wants to be happy for me, wants to be excited about this next leg of my career. The trip that I used to be excited about. The one that now feels like a prison sentence.
