Chapter Eleven #4
Aiden hooks his fingers into the waistband of Ash’s pants and yanks them down, dragging his boxers with them until Ash is naked and laid out on the sheets.
Aiden grabs Ash’s ankles and pushes his knees back, spreading him wide open.
My pulse jumps in my throat as I watch. Aiden leans forward, hovering over Ash’s exposed, pink hole. He parts his lips and spits.
A white glob of my cum lands directly on Ash’s entrance with a wet smack.
Ash gasps, his hands flying up to grip the bedsheets. Aiden smirks, reaching down into his sweatpants and pulling his cock free. It springs out, hard and imposing, shiny with pre-cum. He lines himself up with Ash’s hole, using the slippery mess of my climax to slick the way, and pushes inside.
A hot coil of desire tightens deep in my stomach.
The sight is filthy. Ash arches his spine, a beautiful, breathless moan slipping past his lips as Aiden sinks into him.
Aiden’s hips snap forward, driving deep, using my cum to fuck Ash.
I can’t look away, mesmerized by the slide of Aiden’s tanned skin against Ash’s pale thighs, the wet slapping sounds they make together.
A shadow falls over me. Ryker pulls out of my mouth, a string of my spit connecting his tip to my lips before it breaks. He shifts his weight, moving to kneel between my spread legs. His cock is slick and gleaming from my mouth, the veins standing out along the shaft.
“Don’t get distracted,” Ryker murmurs.
He grips my hips and aligns himself with my hole. I’m loosened up from the toy and Ash’s tongue, but Ryker doesn’t give me a warning before he shoves his hips forward. He breaches me in one rough, sliding thrust.
“Ah, fuck,” I moan, my head tossing back into the pillows as he fills me up to the hilt.
Ryker leans over me, his hand shooting out to grab my jaw. His fingers dig into my cheeks, holding my head still. He stares down at me with piercing blue eyes, a dark flush of arousal coloring his sharp cheekbones.
“Move over,” Aiden says, his voice strained with effort.
Aiden shifts on his knees, dragging Ash by the hips until Ash is lying flush against my side.
Our hips bump together, sweaty skin sticking where we touch.
We’re both pinned flat on our backs, laid out side by side like an all-you-can-eat buffet for the two of them.
Aiden pounds into Ash while Ryker starts withdrawing and driving back into me.
The mattress bounces under the combined force of them fucking us at the same time.
Ryker tightens his grip on my jaw. Aiden reaches out and mirrors the hold on Ash, his fingers wrapping around Ash’s face.
Aiden and Ryker shove our faces together.
I collide with Ash’s mouth, our lips parting on impact in a messy, open-mouthed kiss.
I taste the minty flavor of Ash’s mouth mixed with the salty tang of my own cum that he licked out of me earlier.
Ash moans against my lips, his tongue sliding into my mouth.
We kiss sloppily, our teeth clashing every time Ryker or Aiden slams into us.
It’s hot, desperate, and breathless. I suck on Ash’s tongue, whining into his mouth as Ryker hits my sweet spot.
Ash whimpers back, his hands tangling in my hair while Aiden fucks him relentlessly.
“Get your hands useful,” Ryker growls.
Ryker grabs my wrist and drags my arm down, forcing my fingers to wrap around Ash’s semi-hard cock. He takes Ash’s hand and places it around my shaft. My cock is already stirring again, eager for more attention.
“Stroke him,” Ryker commands, voice rough and breathy.
I wrap my fingers tighter around Ash, pumping my hand up and down his length.
Ash does the same to me, his palm warm and slick with sweat.
We keep our mouths fused together, kissing and swapping spit while we jerk each other off.
The dual sensation is mind-bending. Ryker stretches me open, pounding my prostate, while Ash strokes my cock, his tongue exploring my mouth.
Next to me, Ash is trembling, taking Aiden’s punishing thrusts while my hand works him closer to the edge.
The wet slapping sounds of skin hitting skin echo off the walls. Ryker grunts, his chest heaving above me, sweat dripping onto my stomach. Aiden curses under his breath, driving into Ash with bruising force.
Ash tenses against my side. His stomach muscles pull tight, his breath catching sharply in my mouth.
I feel his cock throb against my palm, growing rigid and hot.
He breaks the kiss, throwing his head back with a loud, broken cry.
He comes, spurting jets of cum over my knuckles and onto his stomach, his hole clenching down tight around Aiden.
That squeeze pushes Aiden over the edge. Aiden throws his head back, groaning. He slams his hips against Ash and holds himself there, spilling deep inside Ash’s hole.
Watching Aiden finish, feeling Ash coming in my grip, it’s too much. The filthy, beautiful mess of it all tips me right over. My hips buck up against Ryker, my toes curling.
“Ryker,” I sob, my vision blurring with tears.
I come for the second time, my body shaking. Cum shoots from my cock, painting Ash’s knuckles and splattering across my chest. I pant, my mouth hanging open, riding the euphoric waves as my hole clenches around Ryker’s cock.
Ryker lets out a low, animalistic growl. His grip on my jaw tightens as he drives forward, burying himself as deep as he can go. He shudders above me, his hips locking against my ass. He comes hard, filling my stretched hole with a hot, slippery flood of cum.