Chapter 8
Zak
For all his hangups about being judged for the line of work we're in, the reality is that Jack is even more of a cumpig than I am.
And that's saying something because I'm a damn big cumpig myself.
Jack wasted no time helping me out with Harvey's cock, which, for the record, I was right about. It is a foot long…if not more.
It’s hard to believe he hasn't done this in a good decade as Jack deepthroats the destroyer. I love watching him take it, gagging only slightly when he reaches his absolute limit. It's an impressive sight, all but an inch or two of Harvey's cock disappearing down his slutty throat.
I've been working on Harvey's balls, thick and heavy, ready to churn out that precious seed we are obsessed with.
"Come 'ere," Harvey growls, and I instantly know his command is aimed at me.
I leave Jack to it since he's in cocksucking heaven, his eyes rolling around as he engulfs Harvey's cock with wild abandon.
As soon as I'm close enough, two giant mitts cradle my face, and Harvey hauls me into him. I saw how tentative he was when Jack kissed him, but there's no sign of hesitation now as our mouths meld together.
With Jack slurping away on his cock, Harvey's tongue invades my mouth, confident, strong, addictive. I moan as his exploration continues, his tongue sweeping and swirling wildly, claiming me.
After a few minutes, I smooth my hands down his chest. He's thick with muscle and power and padding in all the right places. The extra layer around his stomach and sides? Hottest. Thing. Ever.
"This okay?" I murmur, remembering what he told us before about not liking his size, which is crazy to me, but I can see how it would affect him.
"Yeah?"
I smirk. "That a question or an answer?"
"You…" He glances down to my hand resting on his belly. "You like that?"
My eyes light up. "I fucking love it. We both do. You're the sexiest man we've ever met."
He stares at me for a few seconds before letting out a deep groan. When I look down, I can see why. Jack has done the impossible and swallowed Harvey whole.
My chest heats with arousal.
"Holy fucking shit," Harvey hisses. "How is he doing that?"
"He's amazing, isn't he?" I ask.
Harvey's only able to speak once Jack pulls off him. "He is. That was…unbelievable. Are you okay, Jack?"
Jack glances up at us, his gaze shadowed with heat. Smirking, he lifts his palm, glazed with his release.
"You came?" Harvey gulps.
Jack nods. "Couldn't help myself." He looks at me. "You know what this means…"
I drop down next to Jack and lift his hand to my mouth, slurping up his delicious cum, just like I used to back in the day.
"That's so hot," Harvey grunts.
"You think that's hot?" Jack smirks up at him. "Look at this."
He lowers his head and opens his mouth. I know what he wants, and I am more than happy to oblige, leaning over him and letting his cum flow from my mouth into his in one steady stream.
"Holy fucking hell."
Harvey grabs his monster dong and starts beating the fucker, his arousal at our little display more than apparent.
I smack my lips and smile sweetly at him. "We're not done yet."
His eyes bulge. "You're not?"
"Nope. Give it back to me, Jack."
Jack pries my lips apart with his fingers and nastily spits the cum into my mouth. Then he clamps down on my cheeks. "Look up at Harvey," he instructs.
I lift my gaze to Harvey's flushed face. Something electric hums between us, deeper than purely lust.
"You're a filthy little cumwhore, aren't you, Zak?"
I nod since it's rude to speak with your mouth full.
"Now, swallow it all."
I obey, taking a hearty swallow.
"Open your mouth, and stick your tongue out."
I do, staring into Harvey's bewildered eyes the entire time.
Jack glances up as well. "Did you like that?"
"I, uh…" Harvey releases his cock and swipes his hand through his hair. "I loved that."
He sounds surprised. I don't blame him. This double act isn't exactly your run-of-the-mill sexual offering.
Jack grips the base of Harvey's girth. "Are you ready to give us your load?"
Instead of words, a few choked-out sounds come out of his mouth as he takes his cock from Jack and starts jerking himself off.
"Stand up, and come over us," I say, since, from experience, it works better that way.
"Okay."
We help him get to his feet and narrowly avoid having an eye taken out when his dick swings perilously close to our faces.
He curls his thick fingers around his cock and starts fisting it as Jack and I get into what was once a very familiar position, side by side, on our knees, the sides of our faces pressed together, looking up in anticipation of our creamy reward.
"You good?" I check, my eyes briefly shifting from Harvey's cock to my bestie.
"So good." He smiles at me and then kisses me.
"Oh my god." Harvey's voice cracks with need. "Keep doing that. It's so fucking hot."
We keep kissing, making a full-on production out of it, even throwing in a few exaggerated moans. At one point, I sharply pull Jack's head back by his hair and spit on his face, remembering how much he loves that.
Harvey seems to like it, too, as he widens his stance slightly. "Getting close," he grunts. "Need to warn you, I come a lot, and it's been a while, so…"
"Fuck, yeah," Jack cries with wild abandon.
"Give us all you've got," I command. Harvey has no idea how much we love cum…but he will soon enough.
Jack and I get into position—faces together, looking up, mouths open, tongues out.
"So fucking beautiful," Harvey murmurs, his breath ragged.
A few more furious strokes, and then he erupts. He didn't lie; he showers us with a cascading waterfall of hot, gooey cum. He's got exceptional aim, managing to drench both of our faces, using us as his own personal splash zone.
Jack's face is sticky and glazed, and I can't see out of my left eye, my eyelid drowned by a glob of thick cum. I swallow some of Harvey's tangy release that made it into my mouth because I'm a selfish cumslut, but I spit out the rest onto Jack's face because I'm also a good friend.
"Yum," he murmurs as he cradles the sides of my face, spitting the load he captured in his mouth to me, cum spilling everywhere, dribbling down our chins.
Jack swipes the cum that landed on my eye and feeds it to me off his finger. I glance up briefly to see an astonished-looking Harvey staring down at us, his face flushed, solid chest heaving.
I wink, and he grins.
Oh, yeah, he likes it.
I slide my tongue along the ridge of Jack's shoulder, collecting the delicious load that's pooled there. Then I squash Jack's cheeks and spit it onto his face.
"You like that, you nasty little cumslut?" I ask.
"Fuck, yeah," Jack replies, scooping the cum off his cheeks and feeding it to himself, licking his fingers clean until it's all gone.
I kiss him on the mouth one last time, relishing the heavy scent of man juice and saliva clinging to us both.
"Thank you," I say.
"No, thank you."
"How was that?" I ask Harvey as we each take one of his hands and tug on them, drawing him onto the floor with us.
He drops down, limbs spent, and we cradle him in our arms. "That was amazing. Thank you both for that precious gift. That was the best blowjob and hottest thing I've ever seen in my life. I'll-I'll never forget it."
I smile at him then at Jack. "Neither will we."