Chapter 24 #3
I was really good at sucking dick and I loved doing it.
I knew just how to make Jordan feel good.
I took him deep into my throat, Jordan’s head hit the back of my throat as I swallowed around him.
Then I pulled back, sucking hard on the shaft as I worked my way up and down, while playing with his full balls.
Jordan was completely absorbed in what we were doing, completely lost.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of being tormented and tantalized by our skilled mouths and hands, Jordan had had enough. He looked down at me with pleading eyes, "Fuck me."
I met Jordan's gaze. His eyes burned with desire. Liam, who had been observing this exchange with interest, nodded in agreement as he added his own plea to Jordan's, "Yeah, fuck us."
The words were like a challenge, a dare for me to take what I wanted. And what I wanted was to fuck both of them. Jordan's eyes never left my face as he waited for a response.
My face was a mask of desire, my eyes beamed with excitement. I could see the hunger in their eyes, the need for me to take control and give them what they so desperately wanted.
As the silence stretched between us, the tension built to a fever pitch. It was as if time itself was holding its breath, waiting to see what would happen next. And then, without a word, I nodded. It was a small movement, but it spoke volumes. I would do it. I would fuck them both.
The room seemed to erupt into motion as I began to prepare myself for the task at hand. Liam and Jordan exchanged a look of excitement and anticipation.
I reached for the condoms and lube from the bedside table.
As I suited up, my eyes locked onto the two men who were waiting for me.
The sound of the condom wrapper tearing open seemed to echo through the room, followed by the soft squelch of lube being applied.
My hands moved with a confident slowness, my fingers traced the outline of my shaft as I made sure everything was in place.
Liam went first, lying down on the bed as I climbed on top of him.
I pushed Liam’s legs onto my shoulders so his ass was exposed.
I applied a generous amount of lube to Liam’s hole.
The mattress creaked softly beneath the combined weight, a gentle protest that was quickly drowned out by the sound of our ragged breathing.
We kissed deeply, our tongues entwining as I slowly began to push into him.
His eyes fluttered closed as I filled him up.
The sensation was almost overwhelming, Liam's body arched upwards as he tried to take more of my length inside him. I obliged, my hips moved in a slow, gentle thrust that seemed to stroke every nerve ending in Liam's body.
As we moved together, Jordan watched with excitement. He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed intently on us as he stroked his own cock. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths.
Then, without breaking his look, he reached for the bottle of lube on the bed.
He squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers.
His hand moved beneath him. I watched him over Liam's leg as he circled his own hole.
He slowly pushed one finger inside, then a second, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp as he began to stretch himself open.
His fingers worked in and out, all while his eyes stayed locked on the sight of me disappearing into Liam.
He was preparing himself for me, putting on a show that made my own thrusts into Liam harder and more urgent.
Liam groaned, his voice rose up into a soft cry as I continued to fuck him. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, his nails digging deep into his palms as he struggled to contain himself.
I leaned forward, my lips tracing a path along Liam's neck and shoulders.
"More," Liam whispered, or at least tried to whisper, but all that came out was an insensible mumble.
I smiled. I knew what Liam wanted
As we continued to move together, I slowly pulled out of Liam's body, my penis glistening with lube. Liam's eyes snapped open, a look of disappointment crossed his face before I smiled and said, "I want to try something different."
With that, I laid down on my back, my dick standing tall as I waited for Liam to climb on top. Liam didn't need to be told twice, he quickly scrambled into position, straddling my hips as he prepared to ride me.
As Liam slowly began to lower himself onto my length, Jordan couldn't resist any longer. He crawled beside us, his eyes fixed intently on Liam's member as it bobbed up and down. Without hesitation, Jordan leaned forward and took Liam into his mouth, sucking him deeply as Liam began to ride me.
Liam was being taken care of from all sides. Fucking hot. He threw back his head and let out a cry of rapture, his body moving in time with the rhythm of our intense fucking.
The room was filled with the primal sounds of our ragged breathing and the slapping of skin against skin.
Liam rode me with abandon, his hips bucking wildly as he chased after the orgasm building inside him.
Our bodies were moved in perfect sync, each one of us worked together as we chased after one thing, Liam’s pleasure.
Liam couldn't take it anymore. The sensation of being filled by my cock, combined with the expert sucking of Jordan's mouth, was too much for him to handle.
"I'm going to cum," Liam gasped, his voice barely above a whisper.
My eyes locked onto his. "Cum for me, Liam," I growled.
Jordan pulled back and looked up at him with a mischievous grin. He laid his face on my chest, his eyes never leaving Liam's as he said, "I want you to cum on my face. I want to taste you."
Liam's eyes went wide at the request, but he was beyond denying anyone anything at this point. He nodded wildly, his hips bucking hard as he jerked himself in time with my thrusts.
It didn't take long, the heat between the three of us was too intense.
Liam's body arched backwards as he came.
He erupted in a fountain of cum that shot upwards onto Jordan's waiting face.
His ass clamped down on my shaft. I could feel him tighten with every pulse of cum that shot out of him.
His orgasm was intense. He let out a cry of pure ecstasy, a sound that was matched by the moans and gasps of Jordan and me.
Liam had barely caught his breath before Jordan spoke up. "It's my turn," he said. "I can't wait any longer." The words were barely out of his mouth before he shifted into position, his body language screaming his eagerness to get started.
Liam beamed, still feeling the aftershocks of his own orgasm.
He was still trying to process the intensity of what he had just experienced.
"Fuck, that was the best fucking I've ever had," he said, leaning in to kiss me as he dismounted my hips and slid off of me.
The kiss was gentle, but it held a deeper meaning, a sense of appreciation and admiration for me giving him so much satisfaction.
I smiled, pulled the condom off, and replaced it with a new one. I added more lube. Jordan, meanwhile, was growing impatient. He applied more lube to his own hole, his fingers moved quickly as he prepared himself for me. His eyes never left my face, and it was clear he was eager to get started.
As Jordan mounted me, he positioned my head at his hole. "You have to go slow, Sam," he said. "You're really big." The words were a warning, but they were also an invitation, an invitation for me to take him slowly and carefully.
Liam chuckled, still feeling the effects of his own pleasure. "But he feels so fucking good!" he exclaimed. His eyes were fixed on Jordan's face, eyeing as he prepared himself.
Jordan began slowly lowering himself onto me, taking small increments at first, then going down further, then stopping, letting his body adjust, then repeat.
Taking me inch by inch, slowly lowering himself onto my full length.
Jordan's body gradually accepted the invasion, his muscles relaxed and adjusted to the stretching sensation.
I tried to refrain from just plowing right in and taking his ass.
As Jordan continued, his eyes locked onto mine. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jordan had bottomed out, his body fully impaled on my cock, sitting right on my lap.
He breathed deep, the sound caught in his throat as he adjusted to the length and girth stretching him open and filling him all at once. He leaned in to kiss me, our lips met in a fierce clash of tongues and teeth. The kiss was raw and unbridled.
"I'm not going to last long, Sam," Jordan said, his voice barely above a whisper. The words were laced with a sense of urgency, a warning that he was already teetering on the edge. "So use my hole." The plea was explicit, a demand for me to take him hard and fast.
I grinned, my eyes gleaming with desire. "I'm not going to last long either," I said. "You're so fucking tight!" My words were a growl of approval, a testament to the incredible sensations that Jordan's body was providing.
With that, Jordan gave the go-ahead that he was ready. And I wasted no time making good use of his body. My hips began to move in powerful thrusts. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air as I pounded into him with reckless abandon.
Liam watched from beside us. But seeing me taking Jordan so roughly brought him back online. He slid down between my legs and started to lick my balls.
“I am really close. If you keep doing that, you will get me there really fast.” Liam knew exactly what I wanted now. He increased the suction on my balls, his tongue swirled until I cried out, “FUCK!!!”
Liam took this as his cue to go in hungrier on my balls, sucking and licking them with an abandon that left me breathless. His tongue was like a whip, lashing across my skin with precision and speed. The sensation was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine as I struggled to maintain control.
Jordan was close too. "Right there, Sam!" He panted as he rode me. Our bodies slammed together in a frenzy of flesh and sweat.
I looked up at him and our eyes met in a flash of understanding. "Tell me when you're ready," I said. "I want to cum with you."
Jordan nodded, "As long as you do it inside me."
With that, I began pounding away, increasing tempo and force as I pushed Jordan to the edge. Jordan finally cried out "I am going to cum, Sam!"
I continued to destroy his ass when I said, "Cum with me, Jordan." And he did, locking onto me as I shot my load into the condom inside Jordan. The sensation was indescribable. Jordan felt it all through his body, every pulse, every twitch, every explosion.
“Fuck yes, Sam!” He shot his load across my chest and I could feel his ass tighten around me with each shot.
Neither of us could move without sending aftershocks through our bodies. So intense.
Liam cheered as he said, “Fuck yes, you two! This was the hottest fucking night ever.”
I responded with a wink, “That is high praise from you as you have many data points to compare it to.”
The three of us laid in a tangled heap on my bed, skin damp, breath still uneven. The night settled around us for what seemed like hours.
Jordan was the one to break the silence, letting out a lazy chuckle. “Well. That was fun.”
Liam let out a satisfied hum, rolling onto his back, stretching like a cat. “Hell yeah, it was.”
I just breathed, staring at the ceiling, my body still thrumming.
We were still riding the high of it, still warm and weightless in the aftermath.
“Y’all are staying, right?” I murmured, my voice hoarse.
Jordan shifted beside me. “I was hoping you’d say that. No way I’m driving anywhere after that.”
Liam, still sprawled against the pillows, let out a low chuckle. “Guess we’re having a sleepover.”
And just like that, none of us moved to leave.
I woke up in the soft haze of morning light, my body pleasantly sore, the smell of sweat and skin still clinging to the sheets.
Jordan was the first to stir, stretching his arms above his head with a groan before glancing at the clock. “Shit. I gotta get to work.”
Liam made a noise of protest, still half-asleep. “Too early for responsibilities.”
“Tell that to my job,” Jordan groused, rolling out of bed. He caught my eye as he pulled on his jeans, giving me a lazy smile. “Let’s do this again sometime, yeah?”
Liam chuckled. “Careful. Sam might start catching feelings.”
I rolled my eyes, pushing the covers off. “Shut up.”
Jordan just laughed, throwing a wink at both of us before grabbing his shirt and heading for the door.
Liam groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “I gotta go open the bar.”
I watched as he sat up, stretching, his hair a mess, his voice still thick with sleep.
I should have said something. Instead, I just nodded. “Yeah. I gotta get my shit together for school starting tomorrow.”
Liam hummed, stretching again before grabbing his clothes.
And just like that, the night was behind us.
I walked them both to the door, holding it open, the early morning light soft and golden across the kitchen floor. Liam strolled toward his SUV, bare feet brushing dew-slick grass.
He turned just before getting in, tossing a wink over his shoulder. “Later, Sammy.”
And then he was gone.
I stood there for a second, barefoot on the porch.
It didn’t feel like something ending.
It felt like something shifting and beginning.
Like a door we’d finally cracked open.
The sun was climbing, warm against my skin, and for once, I didn’t dread the first day of school. Not really.
Because beneath the nerves, the routine, the unknown, I felt it.
That maybe, just maybe, we weren’t pretending anymore.