Chapter 20 #2
“Never apologize for being assertive,” Sugar said. “It’s a huge turn-on.”
“Especially when you shot me that don’t-mess-with-me look, Cupcake. Feel free to order me around anytime.”
“But first, tell me what you want.” Sugar nudged back until Gunner’s cock nestled between his ass cheeks. “Do you want to fuck me?”
Speechless, Gunner nodded, knowing that no matter how bossy he tried to be, Sugar would always be in charge. Not that he minded at all.
“Yes, please.”
“Now say it like you mean it.”
“I’m going to fuck you.” He tangled his fingers in Sugar’s hair. “And you’re going to come for me.” Gunner gently bit Sugar’s chin.
“Holy shit, my balls just melted.” Horatio let out a whimper.
Tongue in Sugar’s mouth, cock in Sugar’s ass, Gunner fell into a natural rhythm. He moved from Sugar’s mouth to his nipples and tasted the same gloss he put on his lips.
“Yeah, suck my tits,” Sugar whispered.
“Hard not to when they taste like candy.” Gunner slowed his thrusts and sucked until Sugar’s nipple was hard. “You’re literally edible.”
“Keep talking like that and I’ll let you fuck me twice.” Sugar leaned back against Gunner’s thighs, taking him deeper inside. “That’s nice.”
“Yeah. Ride me, you suave little bastard. I hope the crew can get semen stains out of silk sheets, baby, ‘cause I’m going to make you come twice.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” Sugar batted his lashes at Horatio. “Kiss me.”
Watching Sugar and Horatio kiss cranked the heat in the room to hell-like proportions. Gunner thrust harder. Sugar pulled his mouth from Horatio’s and wailed low in his throat.
I’m not just horny, I’m… alive.
Horatio kissed his way down to Sugar’s dick and took it behind his lips in one breath. Sugar’s ass squeezed him even tighter. He fucked a little faster, a little harder, thrilled when Sugar responded with a guttural moan—a moan that took Gunner over the edge, too.
Flat on his back, Horatio licked Sugar’s jizz off his lips. “Do you need a break?”
“Oh, hell no. I still have a raging boner.”
“Good,” Sugar said. “I want you to rail me while I’m sucking Slayer’s cock.”
“You’ve never sucked me off before.” Horatio sat on the bed with his back against the headboard. “Why now?”
“Because I want it.” Ass up, face down, he licked the tip of Horatio’s cock while shaking his ass. “Are you going to fuck me, or do I have to beg?”
“Make him beg, Cupcake.”
Gunner knelt behind Sugar, certain he could make him whine for more, even while his own fluids were already dripping down Sugar’s sac.
Without hesitation, he licked the wetness away, surprised how much he enjoyed the taste of himself—almost as much as he enjoyed Sugar’s response to his rimming.
He tongue-fucked him until he actually did beg.
“Please, baby, I need your dick. Now.”
Gunner obeyed, eager to get Sugar off again. He pushed inside, and the clenching warmth made his toes curl. He pistoned his hips, hoping to please Sugar in the way he deserved.
“That’s exactly how he likes it,” Horatio said, fingers stroking Sugar’s hair, too sexy to be real. “I’m next, right?”
“Hell yeah, you are.” He held eye contact while he fucked Sugar faster, enjoying the way he moaned around Horatio’s cock. “How many times can you handle me?”
Horatio’s eyes burned into Gunner. “How many times can you give it?”
“Until you beg me to stop.” Gunner planned to say so many more dirty things, but he was distracted by a change in his vision.
Sugar’s skin glistened as if sprinkled with diamond dust. Horatio’s already vivid eyes glowed.
He could see the individual threads woven in the sheets.
“Everything’s brighter and kind of magnified, and… I don’t know, just more.”
“You’re full-on tripping vampire balls,” Horatio said.
“And I’m sucking balls,” Sugar said. “Yummy.”
A few beats later, Horatio and Sugar were sweaty and satisfied.
Gunner, on the other hand, was harder than before.
He remembered when he was five and had the chicken pox.
His mother safety-pinned mittens to the sleeves of his pajamas so he wouldn’t get an infection from scratching, and the itching almost drove him buggy.
Gunner felt like that now—he had an itch he couldn’t scratch—a need he couldn’t satisfy.
“Can we keep going?” he begged, palm pressed against his aching dick. “And you have to say yes.”
Sugar ran a finger down Gunner’s chest, voice slithering over him like a snare. “Do you trust me, baby?”
He nodded so hard his brains rattled.
“Good. Stay here.”
“You’re so in for it,” Horatio whispered.
Sugar returned with a handful of red silk. He stretched Gunner’s hands over his head and tied them together with a scarf. “You’ll love how being bound frees your inhibitions.” He slipped a blindfold over Gunner’s eyes. “And how the element of surprise heightens your other senses.”
The vibe in the room was electric. Gunner couldn’t wait to experience everything that was about to happen, especially with two sexperts he trusted with his life.
First: kisses. Horatio’s were hungry and deep.
Sugar’s were sweet and sticky, thanks to his fruit-flavored lip gloss.
Both left him breathless and disoriented.
“How do you like it so far?” Horatio asked.
“Amazing. Don’t stop.”
“Oh, we don’t intend to,” Sugar said.
Lips on each nipple. Gentle sucks, soft nibbles, flickering tongues. Sparks shot from his chest to his dick, making him writhe against his bindings. He smiled when they held tight.
“You’re loving this,” Horatio said.
Their mouths moved in tandem, tickling down to his dick. Lips wrapped around his cockhead while a tongue lapped at his sac. He heard the snap of a lid opening, followed by the smell of fruit. A wet finger rubbed his lips.
“Edible lube,” Sugar said. Gunner tasted mango and pineapple. “But you’re delicious enough on your own.”
When Sugar asked, he pulled his legs back and smiled when a finger slid inside. “Get in here with me, Horatio.”
Fuller now, he squirmed against the bed.
Mouths sucking, fingers fucking, his body melted into release.
Hungry tongues cleaned him up. Wet, kissing sounds followed.
He knew they shared the taste of him and wished he could see, but before he could ask, a pair of lips touched his.
Whiskey and peppermint—Horatio. Too soon, his mouth pulled away, but then warm breath caressed his ear.
“Are you ready to fuck me?” That voice. Irresistible.
“Can you untie me?”
“Not yet.” One breath later, Horatio was on top, taking his full length. “Fuck me, Gunner, as hard as you want to.”
Gunner pumped his cock, matching the beat of his heart, which raced with excitement and a little trepidation.
Horatio fucked like a sex god. Could a mere mortal like Gunner even please him?
He slowed his hips—fucking with intention instead of speed.
Moments later, Horatio clenched tight. Moaned low.
Wetness seeped between them and trickled down Gunner’s sides. Victory.
“Already?” Sugar asked.
“He’s that good.” Horatio kept Gunner inside while he slipped off the blindfold and untied the scarf. “Again, and then again after that.”
Their kisses turned into a frenzied dance of tongues. The heat between them ignited. Horatio ground against Gunner, taking him deeper.
“I want you to come all over me until I’m drenched.” Gunner powered up his thrusts. “Is this better? I want to make you feel good.”
Horatio’s expression surprised Gunner. He looked amazed, as if he’d never heard this before, or not often enough. “It’s perfect. Like… you.”
This time, they came together—a mutual explosion of passion that stole Gunner’s breath. Sure, this was porn-level sex, but also something real and overwhelming. Something that crawled inside his heart and refused to budge.
“I’m gonna need a minute. Or a week.” Horatio lifted himself off Gunner’s still throbbing erection and collapsed on the bed, panting. “Holy fuck, that was awesome.”
Body exhausted, Gunner moved back to his original spot on the bed, propped up by three pillows and the headboard. Sugar snuggled up next to him. “Poor baby. You just came, but your dick is even harder.”
Horatio sat up. “It’s still loaded and ready for action. Does it hurt?”
“No, but it itches way deep inside. It’s a little better after I come, but thirty seconds later, I want it again.”
“But is it sore from all the friction?”
“Yeah.” Gunner pouted at Horatio. “Maybe you should kiss it.”
“I’d love to.” Horatio nudged Gunner’s legs apart and lay between them. He rubbed the tip of Gunner’s cock with the pad of his thumb while sucking his balls.
“Look up here. Show us those beautiful eyes,” Sugar said.
When Horatio did just that, Gunner throbbed inside.
“I always kept a poster of Horatio taped to a wall in my dorm. His eyes were so vivid, I thought he was watching me. I used to get dressed in the closet.” Gunner blushed.
“Now he’s sucking your dick.”
“And anxious to get it back up his ass.” Horatio startled. “His bandage is red.”
The tone in the room shifted. Sugar grabbed supplies Gunner hadn’t noticed were on the bedside table. “I’m going to take off your dressing as gently as I can, but it might hurt.” He glanced at Horatio. “Get ready to text Snake just in case.”