Chapter 2 #2
“Fuck it. I can’t wait any longer,” he breathed.
“His mouth was a goddamn tease from hell.” He didn’t waste a second before pistoning into me as hard and fast as he could.
The noises coming out of him were guttural, and he clung to my hips as tightly as King had.
There would be bruises there tomorrow, no doubt.
And every time he hammered back into me, it pulled out grunts and other awkward noises from me.
“God, yeah… Fuck!”
He smacked my ass hard with a hand before he froze. His cock pulsed inside, and the heat of his cum warmed me. Shit, I was already exhausted, and I hadn’t even orgasmed yet.
Knight quickly slipped out of me, and King released me. When I sat up, King grabbed a fistful of my hair to force me to look at him. “Watching you get wrecked was almost as good as fucking you.”
I gnawed on my bottom lip as I smiled with a strange urge to keep pleasing these two men.
King gently plucked out my lip and smeared the lipstick he’d put on me earlier down to my chin.
“Goddamn fucking sexy. You were absolutely perfect.” Then his eyes landed behind me.
“Suck him down for me, yeah? I want to watch.”
“Gladly. One blow job coming right up.”
“Turn around, sit between my legs, and lean against my chest.”
“Yessir.”
King nipped my earlobe as I settled between his legs and growled into me. “What a good princess you are. And look at you holding out. You did exactly as you were told. You’re perfect.”
Fuck, that man’s mouth… I could get off just listening to the deep, gravely sound. And I ate up his praise.
Knight zipped up and pulled out another condom. He squatted next to me and carefully rolled it over my overly sensitive cock. “I love that you’re uncut,” he said to me.
I think a groan slipped out at his touch. My ass was so sore, but I was fucking dying to come.
Sticky and damp from all the sex, I leaned my head back on King’s shoulder, and Knight grabbed my hair and lifted my head. To my surprise, he leaned toward me and took my lips in his. I hadn’t expected a kiss at all. I thought I was only their little toy to use and play with.
The kiss wasn’t long, but it was long enough for him to swipe his tongue inside my mouth. When he pulled away, he nipped my bottom lip. His own lips were now stained with lipstick. Knight wiped it off with the back of his hand and looked down at my cock, which jumped, eager for a release.
“Cute,” he said, grinning crookedly.
My face turned into a furnace. Fine, I wasn’t very big, but cute? Ugh.
All my embarrassment washed away as soon as he swallowed me down. I cried out and dug my fingers into King’s thighs. My head fell back again, and I closed my eyes to experience the other man wrapped around me.
King’s hand slid up my stomach to my chest, where he tweaked one of my nipples hard enough for me to arch my back. “Fuck…” I cried out. It stung like hell, but I liked it, too. I liked it a lot.
He chuckled at my reaction and started pinching and twisting my nipples continuously as Knight bobbed his head.
He shoved a finger into my bruised hole, and the pressure quickly congregated around my cock and nuts.
My body was on fire, and all my senses went offline.
I was completely hyper-focused on the pinching, probing, and sucking.
God, Knight’s mouth was fantastic, taking me to the root and using his tongue on all my sensitive points. He hollowed out his cheeks and tried to suck me dry.
Soon, he inserted two fingers into me. I raised my legs and spread them apart, giving him better access. The pinching was sending waves of electricity back down to my cock, my body building and building for my climax.
Pinch, thrust, suck.
Pinch, thrust, suck.
I suddenly arched my back even further, and my toes curled as a gasp fell from my lips. Then I exploded into the condom. Knight kept sucking and licking and thrusting, squeezing out every last drop from me until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“S-stop… n-no more.” My words were tired and slurred as if I’d been drinking all night.
“It seems our princess has had enough,” King said.
My body collapsed in relaxation against him, and Knight grabbed some tissues, removed the condom, wiped me off, and pulled up my panties. Then he stood and walked out of the room.
I guess we were done then. Trying to hide my disappointment, I sighed quietly and tried to stand, but King wouldn’t let me. “Hang on. Rest up for a second,” he said, so I did. “How do you feel?”
I tried to swallow, but my mouth was dry. “Sore,” I said.
He laughed and patted my chest, where his hand still rested. “But did you have fun?”
“Actually, yeah, I did. A lot. I’ve never… Well, the kinks were fun. So tired, though…”
He pinched my chin and tilted my head back to look at him. Then he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my lips, soft enough not to stain his mouth with the lipstick, before pulling away. “I wasn’t lying when I said you were perfect.”
I smiled and gnawed on my lip again with a strange flush creeping up my neck and to my face. “Thanks.”
A couple of minutes later, Knight walked back in, squatted next to me again, and fed me some water out of a bottle as King fingered back my sweaty curls.
“That was fun,” Knight said, chuckling as some freezing water dribbled down my chin and onto my chest, sending a wave of chills through me.
“It was,” he agreed. “If we’re ever back here and you happen to be here, too, we should hook up again.”
Why did the disappointment hit me so hard? Yeah, I came here for only a fuck, and that was all we agreed to do, but I guess I wanted a promise for more. A random chance for another hookup didn’t seem likely, especially since I worked most weekends.
“Yeah…” I said, trying to sound positive. “Sounds good.”
King eased me off him and stood. He straightened his clothes and ran long fingers through his hair, pushing back his long bangs from his face. Knight, on the other hand, was stretching, exposing incredibly strong abs when his shirt lifted.
“Man, that was fucking satisfying,” Knight said.
“Indeed.”
As they walked out the door, King stopped, turned to me, and winked. “Take care, Andrew. We had an amazing time.”
No more princess. That was done now that playtime was over.
“Bye,” I mumbled.
When the door closed, I scooted back to lean against the wall and looked at the TV screen, still playing gay porn.
Yeah, fun. It was a fuck ton of fun.
So, why did I feel even more empty than before?
The answer was clear. I wanted more of King and Knight.