Chapter Twenty-Seven #3
Dylan continued lubing up his dick, then nodded for Rus to come closer. Kaiden stopped what he was doing and made his way to the foot of the bed. Rus crawled over to Dylan, who instructed him to sit on his lap.
With only a quick shot of his gaze, Dylan’s eyes said so much. No, commanded so much.
Rus sat on Dylan’s lap, quivering as the head of his lubed dick slid between his cheeks, just barely grazing his hole.
“Relax.” Dylan moved one of his hands behind Rus, easing the lubed fingers into Rus’ hole.
“Fuck,” Rus panted, immediately taken aback by the odd sensation.
The pressure didn’t hurt but did make him a bit uncomfortable. As Dylan worked his fingers in and out of him, gently helping Rus adjust, Kaiden slipped behind the nervous guy. Kaiden pressed his chest against Rus’ back, helping him relax. As Rus leaned back, he allowed Kaiden to brace his stance.
Kaiden kissed Rus’ neck, sweet and distracting. The leading kisses worked their way down his shoulder, over his collarbone, and along his back. The tenderness of Kaiden’s affection helped relax Rus as Dylan continued fingering him deeper.
“You ready?” Dylan asked, locking his gaze onto Rus, who nodded nervously in response.
After a moment of patience, Dylan guided his dick and lined it up against Rus’ hole. He clenched the second the head pressed there.
“Relax your body,” Dylan instructed. “Ease your way onto it and just let it inside.”
Rus tried to obey, resting on the dick. The pressure hurt something fierce in comparison to the fingers. He whimpered as the head entered him, nearly retreating altogether.
Kaiden’s gentle kisses and the light touch of his hand massaging Rus’ shoulders kept him in place, but goddamn how easy it’d be to jump right off Dylan’s dick. Instead, he continued resting on it, letting it sink an inch or so more inside him.
“That’s it, baby.” Dylan wrapped a hand around Rus’ back, pulling him closer.
Rus tensed as Dylan rocked his hips upward, easing his way in further. He used his hand to guide Rus’ body, encouraging this small thrust back and forth.
Rus gasped, taken in by the burning that coursed inside him. “Fucking A.”
“Quite literally.” Dylan grinned.
The pain seemed to radiate throughout his body, making him tremble from the pressure.
When Rus winced, Kaiden kissed him, seeming to swallow the noise and the pain all in one swift motion. The distraction helped. Dylan’s guidance became less terrifying. Each push up and down got easier.
Somewhere in the mix of pain and chaos and sweet kisses, the sensations shifted, and a euphoria swept across Rus’ skin. The burning pulsed, and he quaked at the pleasure that came from the pressure. It swelled inside him, making every muscle of his body tingle, making his skin slick with sweat.
Kaiden continued kissing Rus, moving his hand back to Rus’ cock and stroking him hard.
He hadn’t realized he’d gone soft. He hadn’t realized because each time he bucked, he found himself throbbing.
How could he be so ready to burst without being hard?
Not that that lasted long. Kaiden’s touch aroused him, stiffening his cock as he continued bouncing on Dylan’s dick, a bit faster each time.
The thrusts he took synced with Kaiden’s strokes, letting his cock slide between his fisted hand.
“Fuck,” Rus groaned.
“Not yet,” Dylan demanded.
He ran his hands up Rus’ abdomen and nodded at Kaiden, who pulled away much to Rus’ displeasure. When Dylan reached Rus’ shoulders, he pushed him off his dick and left Rus yearning for more.
Every part of him braced for Dylan to climb on top of him, to roll him over, and fuck him deep into the mattress the same way he’d fucked his face earlier. Rus quivered, anxious and enticed. Every cell of his body was frightened by the commanding force and equally eager to submit.
“Roll over.” Dylan’s commanding gaze fell to Kaiden, who obeyed.
Rus couldn’t hide his disappointment, having just found the pleasure in such painful pressure, only for Dylan to grow bored with his ass.
“Get over here.” Dylan nodded, and Rus obeyed.
It seemed Dylan hadn’t grown tired of Rus, merely sought to shift their positions.
“Oh fuck.” Rus clenched his teeth as Dylan pushed back inside him, doing his best not to clench his hole in the process.
Keeping calm in this new position on his knees was challenging, but he rested his hands on the small of Kaiden’s back as Dylan pumped into him.
After sliding deep enough to stay, Dylan adjusted and helped guide Rus’ cock to Kaiden’s entrance. Once he slipped inside Kaiden, Rus found himself lost in the most incredible sensation of his life.
“Holy hell.”
“Nice, huh?” Dylan whispered, nibbling on Rus’ ears. “Told you. Vers boys have the most fun.”
With that, Dylan bucked into Rus, leading each of their strokes. Rus lost himself to the pleasure of pounding Kaiden’s hole as he got pounded out in equal measure.
Kaiden arched his back as Rus leaned forward, pumping faster and harder. He wasn’t sure if he was chasing the pleasure of fucking Kaiden or being directed by Dylan’s swift strokes. Either way, he relished it.
Rus clawed at Kaiden’s back, bucking faster when Kaiden moaned into the mattress.
They continued screwing, limbs wrapping around each other, mouths gasping and kissing, hands caressing, and skin slapping until Rus lost himself to the bliss.
“I’m going to…” Rus grunted, unable to stop himself.
He shot his load deep inside of Kaiden, panting as Dylan continued pounding into him hard. It hurt so much more now that he’d climaxed, but Rus grit his teeth and braced himself against Kaiden as Dylan continued.
“Roll over.” Rus guided Kaiden onto his back and scooted further up.
As Kaiden adjusted himself, Rus took his dick into his mouth and worked on sucking Kaiden off. Dylan didn’t pause, just kept pounding away at Rus’ rear. The back and forth of both men pumping into him from either end excited Rus.
He gagged when Kaiden shoved his head further down, holding it in place as he took quick, short thrusts. Rus knew Kaiden would finish soon by how the dick twitched in his mouth.
Dylan’s thrusts became more erratic with each second. He slapped Rus’ ass and got a firm grip on his cheeks as he pushed all the way inside him.
Rus moaned at the suddenness, and Kaiden used the slack jaw to push all the way into his throat.
Both men shot inside Rus at the same time.
Kaiden filled his mouth and held Rus’ head in place until he’d swallowed the load.
Dylan pumped into Rus’ ass slowly, seeming to hold onto the climax a bit longer with each stroke.
When both men finished, they lay on the bed sideways on either side of Rus, who could barely move. He was lost in the rush of pleasure and drained from it all too.
“Goddamn, that was something for sure.” Rus wheezed.
“Just wait until I pound you out in the shower later,” Dylan teased.
“My ass is going to need one to two business months to recover.”
They all laughed.
“Maybe you should pound Dylan out in the shower,” Kaiden suggested.
“Preferably in the bed,” Rus replied, his muscles feeling like jelly, and in no mood to stand at the moment.
“Fine by me.” Dylan rolled Rus onto his back and straddled him in a swift motion.
“I’m going to need a minute to recover,” Rus said, practically out of breath. “And a cigarette. Goddamn, could I use a cigarette.”
Dylan collapsed beside him, moving so he could pull Kaiden into their embrace.
The three of them lay there resting, then kissed and cuddled and enjoyed the night together.