Chapter 13 #2
Sugar pulled a pair of scissors from a kitchen drawer. “You have more tangles than a Yeti who rolled through a field of bramble bushes. I’ll have to cut most of it off.”
Snake caught his wrist. “Not too short, though?”
“Even if I shaved you bald, it would be down to your ankles in a week.” Sugar’s expression softened. “Fucking vampire.”
Sugar trimmed and combed Snake’s hair until it swooped past his shoulders in a crown of blue-black waves. A robotic vacuum zipped over, sucked up hair clippings, and whirred off. Gunner laughed when he noticed its nameplate said Fido.
Snake flashed Sugar a sultry smile. “Well, how do I look?”
“I miss the braids. What will I use to steer you with now?”
“Did you miss me?” He moved in for a kiss.
Sugar turned his head away. “Like the plague.”
“I’ll bet a certain part of you missed me.” Snake lifted Sugar onto the counter and licked his cock from base to tip. “See? Already hard. Let me make him happy, yeah?”
Snake proceeded to suck Sugar’s dick as if giving head in the kitchen was the most natural thing in the world—on the same level as making toast. Horatio watched intently, like there’d be a quiz later in the evening.
“Does this kind of thing happen all the time?” Gunner asked Horatio.
“Daily.”
Gunner smirked. “So, this is what you’ve been doing for the past two years.”
“This and other more… piratey things.”
“Pirates have more sex than anyone.” Sugar held Snake by the hair and fucked his mouth. “Are you two going to watch or get naked?”
“Are you ready for another round, or should I get you to bed?”
Gunner’s heart raced. “I should be sleepy, but I’m not.”
“The time loops are wild. Don’t be surprised if you sleep for 48 hours after this.” Horatio leaned over the counter and gave Gunner a kiss so intense, it almost knocked him out. “Wanna find a couch over there, or head to our bunk?”
Too horny to face another torturous elevator ride, Gunner zipped to the living room.
“C’mere, sexy boy.” Horatio grabbed Gunner by the ass and pulled him close. “We need to finish making out first.”
Even in his new boots, Gunner had to get on his toes to reach Horatio’s mouth. As they kissed, he ground his thigh against Horatio’s bulge, happy when he hardened in response.
I’m going to let him fuck me, right in front of Sugar and Snake and whoever else wants to watch. They can even film it. I don’t care.
Brave, he slipped his fingers into the back of Horatio’s waistband and let them rest there. He was about to delve lower when Snake barged in.
“You’re not naked? Get on my level.” Snake wore nothing but jewelry and tattoos, pulling a fully clothed Sugar by the hand. “Over here, on the big sofa.”
Everyone undressed.
Gunner tripped over his pants, tumbled backward, and landed right next to Snake—his naked right side pressed against Snake’s left. “Hi there.”
“Hello, lad.” Snake’s silver irises swirled. “Look at you blush. Didn’t you just shower with the whole crew?”
Sugar snickered. “Among other things.”
“Oh really?” Horatio huffed. “What exactly did you do to him in the spa?”
“I pierced his taint.” Sugar’s eyes glittered. “You’re welcome.”
“Do you want to see them?” Gunner asked.
“Do I?” Horatio pushed Gunner’s legs back and let out a low growl. “Fuck me, those are hot. Can I touch them?”
“You can even lick them if you want, and I know you do,” Sugar said.
“They’re hypnotizing me.” Horatio stroked them with a feather-light touch. “You’re the best, Sugar.”
“Sure. You like me now.” Sugar’s tone was sharp enough to cut.
“I’ve always liked you,” Horatio snapped back. “Even after—”
“Just snog, already,” Snake cut in.
Horatio scowled. “No.”
“Fuck off, Snake,” Sugar hissed.
Snake sighed theatrically. “You’re both insufferable. Just kiss. You know you want to.”
Horatio leaned in. “You first.”
Sugar’s smile was all fire. “No, you.”
Horatio’s sexy indignation. Sugar’s gorgeous fury. Watching them spar made Gunner a little tipsy on lust. And then, Horatio moved in for the kill, capturing Sugar’s mouth in a sizzling lip lock.
“You’re welcome,” Snake whispered, tickling his fingers across Gunner’s thigh.
“Hooboy,” Gunner rasped, barely holding back from coming all over himself. Sugar had Horatio by the hair while they devoured each other. “I think they’re friends again.”
“Indeed.” Snake stroked Gunner’s face. “Come here. Be my friend.”
Gunner didn’t hesitate. He knew Snake’s kiss and welcomed it, fangs and all. While they kissed, he played with Gunner’s nipples, kneading and tugging until the pleasure turned savage.
“Look at these two,” Horatio said. “Damn, that’s hot.”
“Mmm, Sugar likes.”
Snake pulled away. “Still enjoying your birthday?”
“This is the best birthday anyone’s ever had.”
“Not fair that we’re getting all the gifts. What can I give you?” Horatio spread Gunner’s knees and knelt in between. “What would make this birthday even better?”
He willed himself to say it, but the words were stuck. Throbbing, needing, precum trickling down his shaft—why was this so difficult?
“Tell him what you’re craving,” Snake whispered, low and hypnotic.
The nudge he needed.
“I want you to… fuck me.”
Horatio blinked. “Here?” He glanced at Snake and Sugar. “Now?”
“Right now. Please. I want it so bad. I wanted it back in my dorm.”
The words tasted good on his tongue. Even better was how they affected Horatio. His eyes widened, breath hitched, lips parted as if he were trying to drink the moment.
Gunner had to say it again.
“Fuck me, Horatio.”
A smile. A kiss. “I’ll do whatever you want.” Lips on his neck. “As many times as you want. I’m just… nervous.”
“Top right drawer of the mirrored side table, Horatio,” Sugar said. “Saki’s latest and greatest formula. Trust me.”
“He doubled the amount of vampire spit in the recipe,” Snake said proudly.
Gunner had no clue what any of that meant, but he didn’t care.
Horatio retrieved a slender bottle, dimmed the lights, and got back between Gunner’s spread thighs.
While they kissed, wet fingers slicked him inside.
As if that weren’t enough to drive him wild, he could hear Sugar’s filthy whispers. Feel Snake’s warmth pressed close.
“Open that ass and swallow my cock, vampire.”
“Wait, Sugar, let Horatio catch up. You’ll feel what I feel, Gunner. And I’ll feel what you feel. It’s magic, really.”
Sugar and Horatio synced their movements. After a count of three, Gunner felt the push of Horatio’s cockhead—softer and slicker than he imagined it would be.
“Breathe out and let it in,” Snake said.
Pressure. Stretching. Gunner panted, body taut, legs trembling. Deeper. Wider. A slight burn that made him gasp.
Horatio and Sugar paused.
“It’s good?” Snake asked.
“So big.” Gunner gripped Snake’s thigh. “But so good.”
“Sometimes I want it quick and dirty, like I’m being branded on the inside. Other times, I want to feel every inch pushing in—opening me up.” Snake kissed Gunner’s shoulder. “Ready?”
Gunner nodded.
Knowing Snake was getting fucked, too, made it… more. More electric. More intimate. Was it the lube making him high, or just the pleasure of his ass being slowly taken over by Horatio’s dick?
“That’s it, Sugar,” Snake rasped. “All the way.”
One smooth thrust later, the rush hit him everywhere at once. “Fuuuck.” He wrapped his legs around Horatio, who rested his forehead against Gunner’s.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it.”
It was unnerving. Staring into Horatio’s eyes while he lost his virginity. He felt like a fucking grown-up, sexually aware and, more importantly, sexually alive. A few deep breaths, and Gunner relaxed, allowing the last of him to slip in.
Horatio Slice’s dick is in my ass.
The whole thing.
And I love it. I just fucking love it.
Gunner tried to push against Horatio, but he shook his head. “A few more seconds. Let yourself adjust.” Kisses. Soft, but urgent and questioning. “How is it—”
“It’s fucking good,” Gunner said, maybe too forcefully. Horatio smiled and kissed him again. Warm lips. Hot cock. He wanted it to last forever.
“Fuck us,” Snake demanded. “No more waiting.”
Sugar clicked his tongue. “Hungry, are we, vampire?” Snake’s body rocked against his as Sugar began to thrust. “Is this what you want?”
Hearing Snake’s pleasure made Gunner crave the same. But he didn’t have to ask. Horatio knew, and soon, that hard dick slid in and out, fucking him open.
“Why is it so good, Horatio?” Gunner couldn’t control his mouth any more than he could control the ecstasy taking place deep inside his body.