Chapter 12
TWELVE
MILES
“Go on, show him your hole.” We dried off and made it to my bedroom, but not before I grabbed Collin. I can’t keep my lips off of this man, and it’s a heady feeling. But he pulls away at Kayla’s instruction.
My eyes take him in all over again. From his strong legs, to his well-defined chest covered in tattoos, all the way up to his sandy blonde hair. Collin bends over the end of my bed, and a groan that I would be shocked to hear if it hadn’t come from my own chest vibrates through me.
Instinctively, my hands land on the globes of his muscular ass, pulling his cheeks apart to see the blue diamond of the butt plug glinting in the light. I lick my lips and low whistle. “Mmm, you stretched out for me?”
“Who says you’re topping me, old man?”
My hips grind into his backside. “That needle you decided to shove through that pretty cock of yours, Brat.” I slap his ass and lean over his back to whisper, “But once it’s healed up…”
He turns slowly to face me until our lips are just a whisper apart. “Promise?”
“We’ll have to take things slow because I’ve never—” I pause, feeling the heat slide up my chest. I can be in control the majority of the time, but when it comes to trusting another man inside of me—I don’t know how I’m going to handle that.
Reading my hesitation, Kayla is quick to joke, “We’ll be sure to stretch you out nice and slow, cowboy.”
I feel my face grow hotter, but I don’t give it any more attention when I have Collin here below me ready to take my cock for the first time.
Kayla tosses the lube that I keep in my nightstand on the bed beside me. “Up on the bed, Brat, all fours.” I know one thing and one thing only—the more lube the better.
My fingers wrap around the flared base of the plug, but instead of pulling it out I tilt it down slightly, moving it back and forth.
Collin moans, “How do you know about the prostate?!”
I chuckle. “I’ve been down the male-on-male rabbit hole ever since the glory hole.”
“Kayla, baby, we’ve sent him too far into Gen-Z territory…” He hisses as I give a slight pull to the plug.
“I think I know just enough, Brat.” The slap to his ass echoes off my walls, causing him to push back into me in audible pleasure. “You talk a lot of shit to be such a greedy little slut.”
“Fuck, I’m not going to survive this, Sir.”
My free hand massages up his back and pushes his shoulders down to the mattress. “Yes, you will.”
Collin whines, “Mistress…”
Kayla sounds farther away than before. “I’m sitting back and enjoying my view.”
And she does just that while sitting in the decorative chair that she said I just had to have when we were getting the furniture picked out for the ranch here.
And I’ve never been more thankful for that chair as she spreads her legs over the side and starts to rub her pussy at the sight of Collin and I on the bed.
Finally I’m climbing up and kneeling behind him. “Are you ready for me to take the plug?” Collin nods into the mattress, but that only earns him another slap to his already-red ass. “Words, now!”
“Ye-yes, Sir, please take the plug, and fill me with your cock.”
“Good boy.” At my praise his top half relaxes into the mattress, and I pull the plug free, tossing it onto the pile of our towels on the floor.
That’s a later problem.
With his cheeks spread apart in my hands, I admire his gaping hole just begging to take my cock.
I open the lube and coat myself before drizzling a generous amount on his taint.
As my fist pumps up and down on my cock, my other fingers swipe through the lube dripping down him, and I circle his hole slowly. “Please fuck me… Sir.”
I’m caught in a daze while continuing to tease his entrance, but manage to murmur, “Patience, I refuse to hurt you by going too fast.”
“He can handle it, cowboy. That hole has been used by my cock collection.” The smirk on Kayla’s face from across the room tells me everything that’s coming out of her mouth is beyond true.
“Well maybe this old cowboy wants to take his time the first time he’s with a man.” I raise my brow toward her.
She gives me a shrug. “Fair enough.”
My two fingers slide into him with ease, pumping in and out slowly. His prostate is right there, and it takes everything in me not to just keep pressure on it.
I want to see if he can come just from stimulating it… but that’s for a later day.
I give his plump ass one more slap. “Flip over, I want to see your face when I sink into you for the first time.”
With a grunt and some finagling, he’s lying on his back with his eyes landing straight on my cock bobbing between us.
My hands land on each side of his shoulders and his hand wraps around the back of my head, pulling me impossibly closer to him.
His lips find mine and my tongue is pressing between them.
A little hiss comes from him and that has me coming back down to Earth, realizing way too late that my cock was grinding into his between us.
“Fuck, I forgot about that damn piercing.”
He chuckles. “So did I for a second.”
His hands move all over my back, and I take a moment to bask in the intimacy. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched by another human like this.
A few worrying seconds pass that I realize I don’t feel guilty for finally moving on from Emma, but I know she wouldn’t have wanted me wallowing in sadness after her passing.
She sat me down before her cancer got worse and made me promise I would move on…
But I never found someone that sparked my interest enough to do so.
I couldn’t just find one person, it had to be two.
With Collin looking up into my eyes, he sighs. “This feels way too intimate…”
“And what if that’s what I want, Collin?”
His head immediately moves to look at Kayla in the chair, and all she gives him is a nod.
I’m going to have to spank her ass red too for not using her words either.
With a blitzed out smile, he says, “Let’s do this then, old man.”
I sit back on my heels, grabbing under Collins ass and pulling him to rest on my thighs so I can get the best angle possible.
He lets out a grunt and I joke, “This old man’s still got it, don’t he?
” I line the lubed head of my cock up to his puckered hole, tracing around it a few times before I begin to press into him gently.
And to my surprise, I break through his ring of muscle easier than I thought I would.
His head falls back, pushing into the mattress, his beautiful throat on display, but I can’t think about wrapping my hand around it and taking his oxygen from him or I’ll be coming even quicker than I already know I’m going to be.
“Fuck, Miles, you feel so good.” The moan that follows just about does me in, and I’m not even fully seated inside him yet.
This is going to be embarrassing.
Kayla thankfully pulls me out of my thoughts. “I’ve been waiting to witness you two together for so long.” The speed Kayla’s hand is moving over her clit has my cock flinching inside of Collin.
Yep, so much for lasting longer than a couple of minutes.
I press into Collin fully, my pelvis hitting his already drawn up balls, which makes me wonder if he’s also closer to finishing than I thought. After only a few slow thrusts in and out, he’s a mess. “I want your cum filling me up, Sir.”
And without a word, I push his legs back a bit more so I can really get the best angle to hit his prostate before I begin thrusting in and out without reprieve.
My grunts and Collin’s groan marry together with Kayla’s panting, and this might be the filthiest thing I’ve ever been a part of.
Kayla screams, “I’m coming! Fuck, fu—”
And at the sight of her falling apart for us, I’m on the verge of begging Collin to come.
“Are you going to be a good boy and come without touching that pretty cock of yours?” He whimpers and nods his head. His hand twists one of his mauve nipples, and I follow suit with his other.
Anything to get him to finish before me.
His face morphs into pure pleasure, and I do a couple half-thrusts right into his prostate, and that seems to do him in. “Mmm, I’m coming. Thank you, Sir, thank—”
Ropes of cum cover his stomach as he does exactly what I wanted him to do.
Come with no hands.
Now that he’s finished, I’m free to do so too.
Between thrusts, I grunt, “I’m going to fill this tight little hole.”
He whimpers and begs, “Please, Sir, fill me. Breed me. Make me yours.”
And that’s what pulls me over the cliff. One more deep thrust and I stay seated inside of him as I come the hardest I have since the night we didn’t know we were together. “Good boy. Take my cum.”
We’re both sweaty messes, panting to catch our breath, when Kayla comes strutting over to the bed. She crawls up and sprawls out, leaning over to run her tongue through Collin’s cum. I’m still deep inside him holding mine exactly where it needs to be.
“I could plug this ass back up and keep my cum where it belongs, couldn’t I?” They both groan at that.
Kayla moves to kneel beside me and pulls me into her lips. Her tongue meets mine, and Collin’s essence floods my taste buds, causing me to hum in appreciation.
“Can’t suck his cock, but I can at least clean his mess up.”