Chapter 18

Benson

Landon’s hesitance seems to be gone. This is the most unhinged, feral kiss we’ve shared. He’s giving back as good as he’s getting, and the fight for dominance is making my dick ache.

He nips my bottom lip, and the sting has my cock throbbing. Parker whimpers, shifting on Landon’s lap, and if I’m being honest, I can’t think too hard about the fact that they’re grinding on Landon like that, or I might come hands-free like a damn virgin.

I groan when Landon’s tongue pushes past my lips again. God, my head is spinning. I break the kiss only long enough to lean into Parker’s space and press my lips to theirs.

The breathless whimper they feed me has my stomach tightening. “Fuck, that’s it, baby. Rubbing yourself on Lan feels good, huh?”

The chorus of moans they both let out is music to my ears. It’s brain-meltingly hot, and knowing that the two of them feel good makes everything so much better.

Parker breaks away, gasping for air before leaning forward and slamming their mouth down on Landon’s.

I don’t want to miss a single second, so I sit back a little to take it all in. The way Parker’s hips roll. The way Landon deepens the kiss. The way Parker digs their fingers into the hair at Landon’s nape.

Parker sits back abruptly, eyes widening.

“What’s wrong?” Landon asks as he gasps for air.

“I have a dick,” Parker blurts out, and I have to bite my tongue hard to keep from laughing. They’ve got a real habit of that, and it’s super endearing.

Landon nods. “Yes, I gathered that. You’ve kind of been… grinding it against me for the last twenty minutes.”

This time I do laugh, and so does Parker. “Right,” they say slowly. “Is that… uh… okay?”

Landon looks around in confusion. “Is it not supposed to be?”

Parker giggles, but it sounds a little wild. “Sorry. I just… I feel comfortable with you. I didn’t think to mention it.”

My heart soars that Parker feels safe with Lan, but before he can even respond, Parker tips their head forward and attacks Landon’s mouth again. I watch as Landon loses himself to Parker’s skilled tongue. Fuck, they are so hot together.

“My bedroom?” Parker whimpers against Landon’s lips, and we both groan.

“Ben?” Landon asks softly, a hint of nerves in his voice.

“I’m down if you both are.”

Parker’s off Landon’s lap in a heartbeat. “Let’s go.”

I follow the two of them in a half daze, convinced I have more blood in my cock than in my brain, but when we get to the bedroom, something changes. Landon pauses, and Parker notices it at the same time as me.

“Hey,” I say softly. “Slow applies to you too. We don’t have to do anything more than kissing.”

Parker turns around. “Yes. One hundred percent.”

Landon shakes his head. “No, it’s not… that. I’ve just… Well, I’ve never done this before.”

“Oddly enough, me neither,” I say, shrugging. “It’s probably easy enough to manage, though. Three bodies instead of two, but we have a pretty easy rhythm between us already.”

Throat bobbing with a heavy swallow, Landon shakes his head again. “No. So it’s—well, okay. I haven’t actually even done this with just two bodies.”

The words hang between us for a few seconds while we all stare at each other, and Landon’s cheeks turn fire-engine red.

I nod slowly. “Okay, no big deal. We can slow it down.”

“Yeah,” Parker agrees easily. “No problem at all.”

Landon laughs. “No, it’s not that, either. I just don’t really know what I’m doing.”

Parker steps closer to Landon, placing a hand on his arm. “Do you want to?”

Inhaling a sharp breath, Landon nods quickly. “Yes. Definitely.”

Parker’s expression shifts from concern to playful in a split second. “Okay.” They smirk. “Then let’s blow Ben’s mind, shall we?”

My dick jerks at the heated promise in those words. Fuck yes, I’m so down for whatever Parker has planned.

Landon shoots me a sideways glance. “Alright, yeah. Yes.” He swallows hard again. “I’m down.”

Parker’s grin is downright devious as they saunter across the room to me. They blink up at me with those stunning blue eyes before glancing over their shoulder at Landon. “Come on, then. Kiss him,” Parker murmurs.

The second Landon’s lips land on mine, Parker attacks my throat. A moan tears out of me without any input from my brain; I couldn’t control it if I tried.

Landon’s tongue is tangling with mine, and Parker’s soft lips are working over my skin, nibbling along my jaw. Landon fists a hand in my hair as Parker kisses their way down, sucking on the corded muscle of my shoulder.

Landon breaks our kiss, then joins Parker. Two sets of lips brushing along my throat. Two tongues exploring my overheated flesh, two mouths sucking bruises into my skin.

I have no hope of keeping my composure. My cock is hard enough to pound nails, and I’m dying for friction—any friction—my hips taking on a mind of their own as I thrust forward into nothing.

When Parker grips my erection firmly, I nearly choke. “Oh fuck,” I breathe, rocking into their hand.

“Get undressed,” Parker whispers against my throat.

They both step back, giving me room to do as Parker asked. I make quick work of stripping down, and when my cock springs free, heavy and leaking, Parker’s pupils blow wide and Landon makes the hottest whimper I’ve ever heard.

“Good. On the bed now,” Parker rasps. Can’t believe I’m getting so turned on by being bossed around.

Climbing onto the bed, I lie on my back in the center. “Here?” I ask, smirking in my attempt to get myself to calm down.

“You know, Lan,” Parker says, ignoring me entirely. “Ben likes to be watched. When I drew him, I could tell. You can always spot the ones who do it because they want something out of it for themselves.”

My dick pulses, drooling pre-cum onto my stomach.

“I say we pose Ben. What do you say?”

Landon nods, throat bobbing and cheeks flushed. Not with embarrassment, but with arousal. Fuck.

Parker steps up to the side of the bed, telling me how I should lie, and when I’m in the position they want, I’m practically panting. My legs are spread wide, cock hard and heavy against my stomach, and arms tucked behind the pillow under my head.

“Fuck,” Park whimpers, breaking character. “He’s so hot, right?”

My stomach tightens.

“So hot,” Landon groans.

“And all ours.”

Landon and I both moan.

“Follow my lead,” Parker murmurs, crawling onto the bed and settling beside my thigh. There’s something so fucking debauched about being fully naked, hard, and leaking while they’re both still dressed.

Landon crawls up after Parker, settling on my other side.

Dipping their head, Parker licks a quick stripe up my cock.

I nearly choke on my next breath, and after a couple of passes of their hot, wet tongue, Landon leans over too.

I’m not prepared for the onslaught.

Every muscle in my body tenses when Landon takes over from Parker, tongue exploring every ridge and vein in my cock.

Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come.

Wet heat surrounds the head of my cock as Landon tentatively sucks it into his mouth. I barely have time to process that before Parker’s pulling one of my balls into their mouth.

The dual sensations are almost more than I can take, and I throw my head back as a loud moan rips from my throat. “Oh, fuck. Oh, holy fuck.”

Landon takes me a little deeper as Parker releases my ball with a loud pop, then sits up. “How do you feel about ass play? No?”

“Yes,” I rasp, nearly choking on the word as Landon flicks his tongue against the head of my cock. “Oh, fuck yes. God, yes.”

Parker’s laughter would probably make me smile if I wasn’t working so hard to fucking breathe.

Parker sucks a finger into their mouth, and I can’t drag my eyes away as they lave their tongue over it. Movement catches my attention, and I glance at Landon in time to see him rock his hips, moaning around my cock.

My brain is gonna explode.

Slim fingers press under my balls, and I nearly throw Landon off me in my haste to widen my thighs.

A spit-slick finger rubs my hole, and my back arches, my breath leaving me in a harsh gasp.

It’s too much. It’s all too much.

“I’m gonna come,” I choke out, grabbing a handful of Landon’s hair to try pulling him off. He shakes his head, moaning again, and I’m lost. The first jet of my cum makes him choke a little, and though he tries to keep up, he ends up with cum dripping down his chin and smeared across his lips.

I haven’t even caught my breath when Landon pulls off my cock. He brings a hand up toward his mouth, but Parker grabs it.

Fuck, Landon looks debauched, and my slowly softening cock twitches hard.

The two of them hold eye contact for a second, and I look between them in rapt fascination.

Chest heaving, Parker dives across my lap, dragging their tongue up Landon’s chin and across his bottom lip, collecting my cum.

Landon groans, Parker whimpers, and if I hadn’t already come, that would have done it.

“Touch yourself,” Parker says before slamming their mouth down on Landon’s. “Tastes good,” they murmur, tongue sweeping past Landon’s lips.

Landon’s hand disappears into his sweats, and his entire body shudders when he grabs his cock. Kissing Parker back, he strokes himself hard and fast. My dick twitches again.

“Holy fuck, the two of you are so hot together,” I groan, not daring to look away.

Parker moans, lifting their skirt and gripping their own cock.

With a gasping inhale, they break the kiss. “Take yourself out.”

Landon doesn’t hesitate for even a second, and when his cock springs free, I nearly start drooling. Oh, fuck, he’s uncut. Parker doesn’t seem to notice yet because they’re too focused on working their own cock out. I see a flash of pink lace, and my throat goes dry.

These two are gonna kill me. I just know it.

Finally, Parker settles their eyes on Landon’s cock. God, it’s big. His foreskin is pulled back over the glistening head, and it’s making my mouth water.

I wonder if he’d let me return the favor.

Parker groans, and I have to fight not to echo the sound.

“Have you ever docked with someone?” Parker asks, voice rough.

My dick thickens.

Landon shakes his head, glancing down at his swollen cock. “No.”

“Want to?”

“Please,” I blurt out, even though the question wasn’t for me. I need to see it, though. Almost more than I’ve needed anything before. “God, please.”

“Okay,” Landon says softly. “I don’t know what I’m doing, though.”

“That’s okay.” Parker shifts closer. “Can I touch you?”

Landon nods so fast I’d laugh if I wasn’t so desperate to come again. I grip my rapidly hardening cock, giving myself a slow stroke.

Two sets of eyes dart toward the movement, and Landon’s throat bobs.

Parker winks at me. “Let’s give Ben a little show, shall we?”

Landon’s cheeks flush as I stroke myself again. “Yeah,” he says. “Yes. Definitely.”

“Scoot up here,” Parker directs, moving until they’re kneeling by my chest. Landon does what Parker asked.

Giving the base of my cock a squeeze, I force a deep breath into my lungs.

Parker leans over me, bracing a hand on Landon’s shoulder, then reaches out to grab Landon’s cock. It pulses at the first touch, Landon’s body convulsing a bit as his eyes roll back.

Pressing the tip of their cock to Landon’s, Parker moans.

Both of their heads are slick with pre-cum, and I’m about to explode, so I grip the base of my cock hard, unable to tear my eyes away.

Parker carefully works Landon’s foreskin over the head of their cock, locking them together. It takes them a couple of tries, especially since Landon can’t seem to stop squirming.

“Now what?” Landon rasps out when Parker’s got them ready.

“Now this.” Parker works their hand over their cocks, and Landon starts trembling.

Picking up the pace of their stroking, Parker rocks their hips.

My dick pulses, oozing pre-cum onto my stomach. I stroke myself in time with their movements, transfixed on the place where they’re connected.

Parker’s breathing hard, little moans and whimpers escaping with each movement of their hips.

“I can’t, Lovebug. I’m gonna come.”

My dick jerks. Me too at this rate.

“Good,” Parker murmurs. “Me too.”

Stroking faster, Parker leans more heavily into me. With so much of their body draped over me, I can barely move my hand, so I grip the head of my cock and twist my hand, letting the tips of my fingers dance over my sensitive crown.

This might be the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, and that’s saying something, given that I just got the best blowjob of my entire life.

Landon’s hips twitch, a loud moan tearing from his chest as his cock starts pulsing rhythmically.

Parker whimpers. “Oh, fuck, I can feel it. Fuck fuck fuck.” They shudder hard as they start coming too.

It doesn’t take long before the cum is too much to be contained, and it starts leaking out, dripping onto my chest.

Heat races up my spine, and my balls tighten seconds before I squeeze the head of my cock, filling my palm with cum.

Parker and Landon are breathing hard, and I’m no better off. Parker carefully works their cock free of Landon’s, and all their cum spills out onto my chest.

Landon’s eyes widen. “Holy shit.”

Parker winks. “Better than the solo orgasm you had in my bathroom?”

Landon seems too blissed out to even be embarrassed because a lazy smile stretches over his face. “You have no idea.”

Parker giggles, turning their attention to me. “And you? Did you enjoy your show?”

I work my hand out from under them, showing them my cum-covered palm. “Very much so.”

With another giggle, Parker shimmies around until they’re lying beside me, tucked against my body, head resting on my shoulder.

Landon smiles down at us, a hint of longing in his eyes. I lift my arm in invitation. “I’ve got another side, Cutie. Plenty of room for you.”

His eyes widen, want and something else flashing in his gaze. “Isn’t that weird?”

“Weird? Who says?” I’m starting to think “who says” is gonna be an ongoing mantra. “Do you want me to cuddle you like this?” I ask, nodding in Parker’s direction.

After a brief hesitation, he nods, my favorite shy blush coloring his cheeks.

“It’s a comfy spot,” Parker mumbles, sounding half asleep.

“See. I’ve got the Parker seal of approval.”

It takes a couple more seconds, but finally, Landon stretches out beside me, resting his head on my shoulder and toying with my stomach below their combined cum.

“What’s your color, Park?” Landon asks softly.

Parker hums, snuggling deeper into my side. “Lilac and silver. Those are pretty colors, don’t you think?”

“So pretty,” Landon agrees.

I’m not sure how life could get much better than this, with my Cotton Candy and my Cutie snuggled in my arms.

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