8. Casey
Casey
" A re you sure about this?" Kai's voice was low, almost hesitant, and I realized I was moving too slowly. My stalling had made him unsure. Little did he know, I was barely restraining myself from lunging at him and licking that little bead of pre-cum off the tip of his gorgeous dick.
"Yeah." I kept my voice steady. "I want to give Yara what she wants."
He frowned. "But you want it too?"
I wasn't sure what my answer to this question would have been an hour ago, but when I looked down at his rock hard cock, swollen and leaking from our flirtation, all the muddy thoughts in my mind became perfectly clear.
"I want to know what you feel like," I said, holding eye contact. And maybe even what he tasted like. "I want to run my fingers over your skin and watch you respond. To watch your cock twitch for me. But I've never done it before, so be patient with me."
He smiled and shrugged. "There's nothing to worry about. Touch me how you like to be touched. We'll go from there."
Yara's fingers traced idle patterns on my chest, her touch sending little sparks of pleasure through me. She bit her lower lip, her eyes darting between Kai and me, clearly enjoying the tension.
"Please, Casey," she encouraged softly, her breath warm against my neck. "I want to watch you play with him."
Taking a deep breath, I let my hand move through the water, closing the distance between Kai and me. My fingers brushed against the hard muscle of his upper thigh, then slid up out of the water, skimming across his skin until I reached his cock. I felt a red-hot jolt of awareness shoot up my arm as his cock rose to meet my touch. He was hard, the heat of it stark against the coolness of the air, and his skin was velvet soft, so like mine.
I wrapped my fingers around him, exploring the firmness of his shaft, the silky feel of his skin. I wondered what it would feel like against my own cock. Or inside me, like the toy Yara had fucked me with.
Lust surged through me at that thought. And Yara seemed equally turned on. Her nipples were hard against my side, and her breathing had become shallow and quick. Her visible arousal spurred me on, pushing past any lingering hesitation.
As my hand moved over Kai's cock, feeling it twitch and pulse under my touch, I realized just how alive he felt. I was enjoying it more than I anticipated. There was something undeniably erotic about touching another man like this, something that went to the core of my sexuality. Something I'd long denied.
"How does that feel?" I asked Kai.
"So good. Your hands are nice. Stroke me how you'd stroke yourself."
I tightened my grip slightly, finding a hand position I enjoyed. I watched Kai's reaction, the way his eyes fluttered shut. A low moan escaped his lips. I couldn't deny the thrill it gave me, the unexpected pleasure of this new experience.
Under the water, Yara's hand found my cock, mimicking the movements I was making, though her touch was gentler, her hand smaller. I began to wonder what it would feel like if Kai stroked me as I stroked him. The mix of sensations—the heat of the water, the slickness of Kai's skin, the softness of Yara's body—was intoxicating.
"Do you like watching us?" I met my wife's eyes, checking in with her.
"Yes." Yara didn't hesitate. "It's so sexy."
I looked down, realizing her other hand was between her legs, her fingers beneath the fabric of her bikini, stroking and rubbing.
"You gonna get off to watching your husband play with another man's cock, little slut?" Smiling at her, I spat on my hand to give it a little lubrication, focusing on the rhythm of my hand, the way Kai's cock responded, letting me know when I'd touched him right.
"Casey," Kai groaned, his hips beginning to move in time with my strokes. "Fuck, that's good."
Kai lifted a hand to my shoulder, massaging the muscle there, thanking me silently for the satisfaction I was giving him. He gently coaxed me to stand, and I did, Yara still clinging to my side.
"You're gorgeous." Kai seemed to be speaking to both of us, though he hadn't touched Yara yet. He reached out to touch me as I adjusted my grip on his shaft, stepping in closer so our cocks nearly bumped. What would that feel like, to be pressed against him? Why did I want it so much?
Kai held eye contact as his fingers moved over my chest, tracing the contours of my muscles with a feather-light touch. His fingertips sent sparks skittering across my skin as they traveled lower, teasingly slow, until they hovered just above my hard cock. Anticipation coiled tight in my belly, and I gasped when his hand finally made contact.
"Fuck," I said under my breath, feeling the warmth of his palm wrap around me. His grip was firm but gentle, a tantalizing contrast that made my pulse quicken.
"Casey..." Yara's voice was a hushed plea charged with longing. "Can you two kiss? Please?"
My eyes dropped to his lips. The thought of kissing him felt right. Necessary. It made me wonder why I hadn't kissed him already. I looked at him, seeing the same curiosity and heat reflected in his dark eyes. Without hesitation, I let go of his cock and stepped in closer, wrapping my fingers through his hair and tilting his head where I wanted it. He moaned softly, licking his lips as he stared up at me, waiting for me to act.
I leaned in first, and our lips met, tentative at first, testing the waters. But then something shifted, and the kiss deepened. Kai's mouth was warm, his lips soft yet demanding. He let go of my cock and wrapped his arms around my waist, arching his body against mine. His cock against mine.
Fuck, kissing a man was delicious.
"So fucking good," I breathed against Kai's mouth, loving the way he felt against me, his hips jolting as his body sought release. I loved how responsive he was, how his hard muscles felt slick with water from the tub. I loved how his body arched to press against mine. All I could think was that he fit. And I really fucking wanted to see how it worked with my wife beside us. Or between us, taking both of our cocks.
Yara begged for more, her voice shaking with need. Beneath the water, she had a hand between her legs, her back arched as she sought her own pleasure.
Kai moaned into my mouth, his hands gripping my ass as if anchoring himself in the storm of our shared desire. His tongue danced against mine, a tantalizing mix of gentleness and raw need. I found myself responding instinctively, taking control of the kiss with a confidence that surprised even me. It wasn't that different from making out with Yara. His lips felt a little firmer and rougher, but his kisses still brimmed with those electric tingles that made my skin hum.
My arousal mirrored his, both of us hard as rocks as hot water swirled around our thighs, teasing at my balls, and pressing warmly against my hole. The deliciously warm water seemed to amplify everything—the taste of him, the feel of him, the intoxicating sound of Yara's breathy sighs beside us.
When I finally moved back, we were both panting. Kai's eyes were dark with lust, his lips swollen from our kiss. My heart pounded, not only from the physical intensity, but from the dawning realization that I was really into Kai.
"Casey..." Yara's voice was soft, filled with awe and something else—something that made my chest tighten with emotion. I turned to her, seeing the same hunger in her eyes, the same need.
I leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was like coming home. Her taste was familiar, comforting, yet it carried a new edge of excitement, knowing she had watched me with Kai, knowing she wanted this as much as I did. As our tongues tangled, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to see her kiss Kai, to watch them lose themselves in each other.
The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I pulled back slightly, resting my forehead against hers. "You two would look so damn sexy together." My voice went rough with longing. "Kissing... fucking..."
Yara's breath hitched, and she glanced towards Kai, blushing. I knew she was thinking he wouldn't be into her, but she was wrong. "Maybe you can suck him for me? Ever since the popsicle…"
I chuckled, falling to my knees before I could think too much about what I was doing, feeling the hot water swirl around me, up to my chest. In front of me, his cock bounced, swollen and red, ready for me. And I wanted to worship him with my mouth, to taste him, lick him, suck every last drop of cum out of his balls. Suddenly a different future stretched out before me, one where Kai wandered into our kitchen, same as always, but instead of chatting, he'd kiss me. And I'd fall to my knees, yank down his pants, and make him beg.
"May I?" I asked, reaching out to cup the base of his cock as I looked up at Kai. His dark eyes widened, and he nodded, his breath hitching. "Not sure I fucking know how, but…"
"Do what you enjoy," Kai said. "Anything you like."
Yara laughed softly. "Be careful telling him that. Casey has a bit of an oral fixation."
She wasn't wrong, but I'd never expected that fixation to apply to men. To this man.
Tentatively, I leaned in and brushed my lips against the head of Kai's cock, worshipping the sexiest part of him. It twitched under my lips, and Kai groaned, a guttural sound that sent a jolt of arousal through my body. My tongue darted out, tasting him. Salty, musky, different, but not unpleasant. I savored the flavor, letting it roll over my tastebuds as I kissed him again, this time with more confidence.
"Fuck, Casey," Kai breathed, his hands fisting in my hair, tugging gently.
"Fuck is right," Yara said beside me. She slid to the floor of the pool next to me, and her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me slowly under the water. The dual sensations of her touch and Kai's response made my head spin. From her soft moans, I suspected she was getting herself off, too, but I didn't want to let go of him for long enough to look. Not when I'd only just figured this out.
I took Kai deeper into my mouth, enjoying the weight of him on my tongue. His cock was silky smooth and stiff all at once, and it stretched me in a way that was strangely satisfying. I moaned, the sound vibrating around him, eliciting another deep sound from Kai.
"You look so fucking sexy like that, with him in your mouth." Yara squeezed my erection, her thumb brushing over the tip, and I bucked into her hand. "I love how aroused you are by sucking him."
I started to move my tongue more, swirling him, milking pre-cum out of the tip, tasting how hot it made him.
"Casey," Kai gasped, his hips twitching as I took him even deeper. "That is so good."
"Keep going," Yara urged, her hand moving faster on my cock. "Make him come, babe."
Her words spurred me on, and I grabbed his ass, guiding him towards me as I sucked more vigorously, my tongue swirling around Kai's shaft. He shuddered, his grip on my hair tightening, and I knew he was close. I wanted to push him over the edge. I slid my lips faster, still a bit uncertain, but trying my best to mimic the motions I enjoyed. Kai's breath hitched, and he suddenly grabbed the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair.
"Damn," he muttered, his voice strained.
He began to thrust into my mouth, starting slowly, then gaining intensity when it only made me suck him deeper. The sensations were overwhelming—his thick length sliding over my tongue, hitting the back of my throat. I met his eyes, dark and intense. A connection sparked between us that was electric and undeniable.
I tried to focus on Yara's touch beneath the water, her strokes firm yet tender, but it was impossible to ignore the way Kai fucked my mouth. Each thrust made me keenly aware of how much I wanted him to come, right here and right now. My senses were on fire, every nerve ending alive and responsive. I'd started the evening with a plan to dominate Yara, and was ending it on my knees, begging for another man's cum.
I saw no reason I couldn't do both.
Kai's rhythm grew more erratic, his grip on my hair tightening painfully but deliciously. I could sense the tension building in his body, his breathing growing ragged. He was close, and the thought sent a thrill through me. I sucked harder, my tongue swirling around his swollen head each time he pulled back.
"Casey... fuck, I'm gonna come," Kai choked out, his voice thick with arousal.
The words spurred me on, and I quickened my pace, eager to push him over the edge. I wanted to taste him, to share this raw, intimate moment with him and Yara. His cock throbbed against my tongue, and with a final, deep thrust, he shouted my name.
His release flooded my mouth, salty and thick, and I swallowed eagerly, savoring every drop. His body shuddered, and he let out a long, low moan, his fingers loosening their grip on my hair. I could see the pleasure etched on his face, and it mirrored the satisfaction coursing through me.
"That was so hot," Yara sighed beside me, her hand still wrapped around my cock.
"Do you have daydreams about sucking Kai off, too?" I asked, smirking as I moved back and licked my lips clean.
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Maybe," she admitted.
"Well then," I said, leaning in to kiss her deeply, letting her taste Kai on my lips. "I suppose it's your turn next."
She blushed. "Kai is gay, Case."