Chapter Eleven #5
A shiver rolls down my spine as Ryker pulls out of me and cool air touches my stretched hole, his cum leaking down my perineum. I pant, my chest heaving, ready to just pass out on the spot.
But Ryker isn’t done playing. He snags Ash by the hips and hauls him up. Ash’s still lying beside me, flush and panting after Aiden unloaded inside him just moments ago.
“Up,” Ryker barks, lifting Ash by his waist.
Ash scrambles to his knees, looking dazed, blond hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.
Ryker shoves Ash over so he straddles my chest. “Return the favor, Jax. Clean him up.”
Ash settles his knees on either side of my shoulders. Hovering over my face, he gives me a front-row view of his pink, swollen hole. Aiden’s cum’s already dripping out of him, creamy white ropes sliding down toward Ash’s balls. The musky scent of lube and sex hangs in the air between us.
I swallow hard. I haven’t rimmed anyone before. Ash always did it to me, prepping me, getting me ready for the others. But looking up and seeing how thoroughly Aiden used him, makes my cock twitch against my stomach again. I’m so dizzy with lust I don’t hesitate for a second.
“Yeah, open up for him, Ash,” Aiden teases from the side of the bed, leaning in close to watch the show.
My hands find Ash’s pale thighs to steady him. They’re trembling under my grip, the muscles twitching from the workout Aiden just gave him. Tilting my chin up, I stick my tongue out and press it against his wet entrance.
Ash lets out a sharp, breathless moan, his head dropping back.
Copying what he always does for me, my tongue stays flat and wet, dragging along the sensitive rim. I lap at the sticky mess of Aiden’s cum, slurping it into my mouth. The taste of lube, sweat, and Aiden’s climax touches my tongue. It’s so filthy it makes a hot thrill shoot through my veins.
“Fuck, Jax,” Ash whines, his fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. “That feels so good. Don’t stop.”
Working my mouth harder, my tongue pushes past the entrance to probe the tight ring of muscle.
Swirling my tongue around, I scoop out the cum lodged inside him.
Ash arches his spine, his hips stuttering forward to press his hole flush against my face.
I taste everything, slurping up the fluids, lapping at the slick skin.
Aiden chuckles, watching me eat his load out of Ash’s ass. “Look at him go. Taking to it like a natural. Who knew the straight boy would be such an eager slut for us?”
“He’s learning,” Ryker murmurs, his raspy voice close to my ear.
Slurping and sucking, the obscene noises echo.
I drag my tongue down to lick his balls, then back up to fuck his hole with my tongue.
Ash’s shaking uncontrollably now, his thighs squeezing against my ears, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
I don’t pull away until I’ve licked him spotless, swallowing down the messy cocktail of fluids.
When I finally lean back, I’m panting, my lips slick and shiny. Ash looks down at me, his brown eyes blown wide and hazy with lingering pleasure.
He climbs off my chest and slides down my body.
Settling between my legs, he lowers his head to my stomach.
I’m still a mess from jerking off with him earlier, my skin coated in the sticky aftermath of my climax.
Ash drags his warm, wet tongue over my abs, lapping up the cum splattered across my skin.
I groan, my head falling back against the pillows.
He works his way down to my groin. My cock’s spent, resting limp against my thigh, but Ash doesn’t care.
He takes the tip into his mouth, sucking gently, licking away the drying fluids.
Cleaning me with the same devoted attention I just gave him, his tongue swirls around the sensitive head until I’m whining.
I’m too exhausted to take much more but I love every second of it.
He hums against my skin, slurping up the last drops, making sure I’m as spotless as I made him.
Eventually, Ash pulls away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He crawls up my side and collapses onto the mattress, resting his head on my shoulder. He lets out a long, contented sigh, throwing one leg over mine.
Ryker drops down on my other side, his broad chest pressing against my ribs, throwing a muscular arm across my waist. Aiden slides in too, squeezing in behind Ash and wrapping his arms around him, burying his face in the blonde hair at the nape of Ash’s neck.
We end up in a messy, sweaty pile in the middle of Ryker’s dark sheets. I lie trapped under a tangle of tattooed arms, muscular legs, and warm bodies. My ass aches from the brutal stretching Ryker gave it, my cock’s overly sensitive from Ash’s mouth, and I’m covered in sweat that isn’t just my own.
I blink lazily at the ceiling as the adrenaline bleeds out of my system. My first shift at the store exhausted me enough on its own. Dealing with customers, folding clothes, trying to act normal while a silicone plug stretched me open and held Ryker’s cum inside me.
I idly wonder how the hell I’m going to adjust to a normal work schedule if I have to do this every day. But then, I guess really don’t mind the overtime.