Chapter 3
Leland
My body is in overload.
My nipples are tingling, my toes are curling. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life.
Zac and Vince feel like they are everywhere.
Zac is working my cock fast, and Vince is licking and sucking on my balls.
Every time I tense up I’m reminded of the plug in my ass, pushing against my prostate.
As much as I want to stay mad at everything that’s happened so far, I can’t. I feel too fucking good.
Zac pulls from my cock and moves to my lips, still stroking.
His kiss is hungry and all consuming, and I let myself get lost in it.
No second guessing, no thinking about how this will affect me later, and no thinking about the past. Just Vince and Zac bringing me so much pleasure already without even fucking me yet.
“You’re doing so good,” Zac murmurs against my lips. My hand closes around Zac’s thick cock and he groans. “So fucking good.”
“You’re both so big.” Zac is thick, almost scaringly so. Vince is long with this tempting curve right at the tip. And here I am comparing dick sizes. What the fuck has my life come to? What the fuck am I doing?
Zac and Vince feel the change in me immediately, just like they’ve done all night. Zac stops stroking me and Vince lays beside me. “What just happened, babydoll?”
“This was a mistake.” I try to leave the bed and Vince grabs my hip. “Let me go.”
“Absolutely not. Something happened, and I want to know what because it keeps happening. You want it but you keep fighting against it.”
“I’m not gay.”
I watch that calculating look enter Vince’s eyes and prepare myself.
“Is that why you were moaning like a little slut while two guys touch you?” Oh, this motherfucker.
My first reaction is anger, but my traitor of a cock flexes in answer.
I have a safeword, and it’s on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow it back down.
I want this so fucking bad, but I’m scared at the same time.
Maybe I have a fear kink. “Get on your hands and knees. Chest on the bed, ass in the air.”
“But…”
“You have a safeword,” Zac comments. “Are you using it?”
I shake my head.
“Then bend the fuck over.”
I maneuver myself between them until I’m kneeling on the bed. As soon as my chest hits the mattress, they move in sync behind me. Big hands knead my asscheeks and I know without looking that it’s Vince. “I don’t think you want soft and sweet. I think you want us to fuck this hole wide open.”
Zac chuckles and it comes out dark. Gone are the sweet guys from before, and in their place are the guys that I know they can be.
I know from talking to Oliver that Vince is a Dom, and Zac is a switch.
But right now they’re both about to Dom my ass, literally and figuratively. “His cock is leaking everywhere.”
Vince grabs the plug and pulls until it starts to slip out, then shoves it back in.
My back bows and I moan before I can stop myself.
“There’s that little slut. Take a deep breath and slowly let it out.
” I do as I’m told, and Vince starts working the plug free.
I wince when the wide base slides free and then it’s gone, only to be replaced with Vince’s mouth.
“Holy fucking shit.”
Vince sucks, licks and tongue fucks my asshole until I’m pushing against his face.
One sharp slap to my ass has me stopping.
That spanking from earlier still has me reeling.
I’ve never felt anything like that, and nothing has been able to stop me when I’m right on the edge of spiraling.
But when Vince slaps me again, I realize it can be pleasurable too.
I grip the sheets to stop my movements and he sucks directly on my hole.
I’m lost again, ready for whatever they want to dish out.
Vince’s mouth disappears and I hear the top of a lube bottle popping.
He squirts it directly on my hole, rubs it around and then his fingers are stretching me.
With the plug already opening me up, all I feel is pressure.
Vince starts fucking me hard, and leans against my back.
“Is this what you wanted, slut?” I guess I have a degradation kink too. Tonight is a night of self reflection apparently because every time he calls me a slut, I get fucking butterflies.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Fuck my fingers.”
I start moving my hips, taking his fingers as deep as I can.
After the third thrust I feel him working a third finger in and slam back against them, taking them until his knuckles touch my ass.
I scream and Vince’s other hand locks around my throat.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard and so deep that you’ll never forget that I was there. ”
“Please! Fuck, please.”
Vince’s fingers get rougher, pegging my prostate. My cock is leaking like a faucet and I can’t even bring myself to care when Zac starts playing with my nipples. “You want our cocks, pretty boy?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” How the fuck did they know what to do to get me out of my head? I’m back in the pleasurable floating space, and they did it without blinking. One second I was about to safeword, and now I’m shoving back against Vince’s fingers wishing it was his dick instead.
“Lube me up, Zac. I’m going to fuck your pretty boy into the mattress.”
They shuffle around behind me, and then Vince is gently pulling his fingers free.
The head of his cock lines up with my asshole and I bear down just like I did with the plug.
Vince massages my hip while he enters me slowly, stopping when I suck in a pained breath. I feel like he’s ripping me in two.
“Just breathe, babydoll. Slowly.”
“You’re too big. I don’t think…I can’t…oh fuck.
” He puts more pressure against me and slips past the resistance.
My body tries to fight against the intrusion, but Vince pushes harder until his thighs are against the back of mine.
Holy shit. There’s a dick in my ass. And it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.
Vince stays there until the pain starts to subside and that full feeling registers with my brain.
My body sinks into the mattress and I moan loudly.
“There he is,” Vince says, grabbing my hips in a tight grip. “Hold on, slut. This is going to be rough.”
I brace my hands on the headboard and Vince pulls out before slamming forward. My scream echoes around the room, but I’m pushing back against him. He does that a few times before he’s riding me so hard that my knees start to give out. He jerks me back to my knees and grinds against me.
“Oh, hell yeah,” I whimper. This is what I needed.
This is what I’ve been looking for. That space that makes sure that I can’t think.
Vince and Zac brought me there effortlessly, and that thought should scare me.
It probably will later but for now, I’m rolling with it.
Vince abruptly pulls out and then his fingers are on either side of my hole, holding me open.
I hear him gathering saliva before he spits directly into my gaping asshole.
He flips me to my back and his lips are hot and hard on mine.
He reaches between us, lines up and slams inside me.
I scream into the kiss, my fingers digging into his thick back muscles.
His abs stimulate my cock with each thrust just enough to keep me hard, but not enough to make me come.
I wrap my legs around Vince’s waist, locking my ankles at the bottom of his spine.
I need him deeper, and I’ll do anything to get it.
Vince jerks my hips down so my ass is sitting on his thighs and leans against them.
It tilts my pelvis up and I swear I feel him in my throat.
“You take him so good,” Zac whispers in my ear and I almost come on the spot. “He’s going to make you nice and wide so you can take my thick dick.” I reach out my hand, needing contact with Zac too and he catches my wrist, kissing my palm. “I knew you’d be magnificent.”
“Fuck,” Vince gasps, pulling away from my mouth. “You feel so good, babydoll. Hot and tight.”
“You do too,” I admit. “I feel you in every nerve ending.”
Vince slides his arms under my legs, breaking my ankles apart.
When he grips the headboard and pushes against me, bending me almost in half, I grip his biceps.
He fucks me deep and hard, grinding every few thrusts.
I’m begging, whimpering and moaning, not giving a fuck what they think.
“Goddamn, I want to crawl inside you. I’m going to come, and then Zac’s going to take this slutty hole. ”
“Please, yes.”
Vince starts slamming into me so hard that it’s just on the side of too painful, but my body reacts in a good way.
My nipples tighten, my balls draw up and my cock lifts from my stomach, leaving a string of precum attached.
I feel Vince swell inside me, and he comes with a long groan.
He catches his breath and then he’s gone, Zac taking his place, already lubing his cock up.
Zac puts one hand on my thigh to spread me apart and then lines up with the other.
Even with Vince opening me up it’s a struggle to take Zac, but I do it gladly.
He gets half way in before his control snaps and he slams inside me.
“Yes!” I scream, moving against him. He sits back on his knees, and pulls me to sit on him.
“Ride me like the little whore that I know you are.”
Oh, fuck. I start lifting, falling and grinding, not even recognizing myself. I lean forward to lick and suck on Zac’s neck and he tilts his head, giving me better access. When he slams his hips up at the same time I drop down, I bite into his skin, almost drawing blood.
“Fuck,” Vince says, rubbing his hand down my sweaty spine. “Let it all go, babydoll.”
I lick across the spot I left, and lean my forehead against Zac’s, looking into his gray eyes.
His pupils are dilated and his eyes are locked solely on me.
When Vince’s hand wraps around my sensitive dick, I almost come out of my skin.
He strokes me in time with Zac’s thrusts, and it doesn’t take me long until I’m teetering right on the edge.
Zac uses my hips to move me up and down his cock.
His breath is harsh and I know he’s as close as me.
“I don’t want to stop,” Zac groans. “But fuck, I’m close.”
“Come inside me,” I beg. “I want yours there with Vince’s.”
Zac lays me down on the bed, and his movements change from hard to soft.
He starts slowly moving inside me and tears spring into my eyes.
“Let it go,” he whispers, kissing each cheek.
I knew this would be intense, but I didn’t know I would get this emotional.
Vince starts working my cock faster and then I’m coming, and crying.
Tears are rolling down my cheeks and Zac and Vince kiss each one away.
Zac comes seconds after me and gathers me in his arms.
I hold onto him for dear life, and let the emotions roll through me.
Knowing this will be the last time I let them do this to me.