Chapter Ten #4
Phil remained true to his word and after no more than three or four thrusts, he pulled all the way out. Terry did the same, his body mourning the loss of being filled. Before he left his side, Phil kissed him, a silent reassurance that he was doing well. It gave him the strength to keep going.
“Master, may I please rest my legs before I continue?”
“You may.” Phil set the dildo down next to him. “You can get this ready in the meantime.”
Terry’s hand shook as he picked up the toy Phil had laid on the cushion before he joined their friends on the sofa. The container of lube was next to it and Terry didn’t hesitate to add plenty of slick to the silicone object. Phil had made his way to the other couch and taken a seat next to Gerard.
Phil stared at him, gazing into Terry’s eyes before he switched his attention to the large phallus Terry held in his hand.
Phil glanced back up, licking his lips. “Continue. Don’t hold back.
Show us everything, how much your body begs for it.
Let us hear what being fucked by that big fake dick does to you. ”
“Yes, Master. Whatever makes you happy.” Terry’s voice had barely been above a whisper.
He pulled his legs back up and out as he’d done before, his hole still wet and ready to accept the large intrusion. God, I can’t believe it, but I want this. I want to make Phil happy, want to get Marco and Gerard hot, but I want it too.
Terry placed the rounded head of the toy against his rim, teasing the opening a few times before bearing down on it until the first inch had breached his hole. Terry’s eyes rounded as he exhaled on a sigh. He pushed deeper, gasping at the sensation. Full. So damn full. He wanted more.
Terry experimented, circling his hips while still pumping the dildo in and out of his channel.
He took it deeper and harder. Soon he was lost in the decadence of the act, moaning and whimpering freely as he alternated between fucking himself and holding it still while impaling himself on the thick object.
Lusty sounds drifted to his ears and he lifted his gaze, searching for the reaction his perverted show was causing.
Marco faced him, his eyes hooded as he bounced on Gerard’s cock.
Phil held his own swollen prick in one hand, his arm across the back of the couch behind Gerard.
Terry wondered if his Master was touching him.
He found that the thought excited him instead of making him jealous.
He might be off-limits to Gerard and Marco might be off-limits to Phil, but watching Phil and Gerard together was something he might be on board with in the future.
Phil launched himself from the couch right as Gerard and Marco’s pace quickened and their noises became more urgent.
When Phil reached him, he grabbed Terry’s wrist to halt his movements.
He then pulled the toy free, tossing it onto one of the towels.
Phil shoved his dick into Terry, folding him in half with the force of his thrusts, their skin slapping together loudly from Phil’s frantic rutting.
“Gonna…” Large drops of Phil’s sweat fell on Terry’s chest, his Master’s breathing coming in quick gasps. “Have to…” He sucked in more air. “As soon as I take the ring off.”
Phil reached between them, his arm bumping the sensitive tip of Terry’s leaking shaft as he fumbled to undo the cock ring that imprisoned Terry’s balls and prick.
Phil had barely freed him when Terry cried out his release.
He came so hard he nearly pushed Phil from his body, but Phil yanked him by the waist, holding him fast as he pumped his seed into Terry’s passage.
Phil collapsed on him, both of them panting as they came down from their incredible shared high.
Terry found Phil’s mouth with his lips, not caring whether he’d been given permission.
He needed the connection. Instead of being reprimanded, Phil let him in and kissed him back with the same urgency.
While they shared multiple kisses—tilting their heads at different angles as if they could get closer—Phil helped Terry ease his legs down, massaging his hips with gentle fingers.
Phil drew back. “Are you all right? Not just physically, but in every way.” He’d spoken low, keeping the exchange between them private.
Terry nodded the best he could with Phil still on top of him. “Yeah, I really am. This was amazing. And you? Was this okay for you?”
Phil grinned. “I’m going to have to agree with you on amazing. Should we check in with our friends?”
Terry stole another kiss. “I think that’s a good idea.”
Phil slid to the carpet, bringing Terry with him until he was cradled on his lap. He plucked another of the towels from the pile at the end of the couch then helped clean them both up. Terry took a moment to observe Gerard and Marco together while Phil attended to him.
There are so sweet together. There’s no way me and Phil could ever get between that any more than they could get between us. What the four of us have is completely different.
Peace enveloped him at his realization. He hoped that Gerard and Marco still wanted to go through with the contract after what they’d all just experienced. Gerard glanced up once he’d finished kissing and caressing Marco. Terry couldn’t be sure, but it seemed as if Marco had drifted off to sleep.
Gerard regarded them, a smile tugging at his lips. He turned to Phil. “Well, what’s the final verdict? Do you still think this’ll work?”
Phil chuckled. “I was about to ask you the same thing. But to answer your question, we both do, very much.”
“Wonderful.” Gerard laughed. “I was hoping you’d say that, so I wouldn’t have to beg you to reconsider.
That was the hottest group play I’ve ever experienced and I believe in what we have together.
” Gerard offered them a warm smile. “Because there’s love between us.
” He shrugged with one shoulder. “Call me a sap, but that’s my opinion. ”
Phil tightened his embrace around Terry. “I imagine that makes me a sap too.”
The two men locked gazes, the affection clear in their features, then Gerard gave Terry a wink. He let out a satisfied sigh. “It would seem we’ve worn Marco out.” Gerard regarded Phil again. “Have you decided whether you’d like to stay over?”
Phil gazed down at Terry. “Only if you’re comfortable with the idea.”
“Totally comfortable. I sort of assumed… I mean, I know I shouldn’t do that, but I guessed as much when you packed a bag.”
Gerard cleared his throat. “As long as your boy is agreeable to spending the night, I’d like to suggest something else.
It would be wonderful if in the morning we can enjoy a leisurely breakfast before we go over our contract.
But I also feel compelled to take this one step further than what we’ve already discussed. ”
“Oh?” Terry noted that Phil had arched his eyebrows. “Now you have me intrigued. What else were you thinking?”
“Instead of you using the guest room as I’d originally offered, I was hoping you and Terry would sleep with us instead. Terry and Marco would be in between us, of course.”
Hot damn.
Marco’s head shot up and he angled his body until he was facing Terry. “Tell your Master yes, Terry. Please?”
Terry grinned at his sweet friend. “I’d already planned on it.”
His response seemed to satisfy Marco, so without another word, he closed his eyes and curled up against Gerard as if he’d never moved in the first place.
Phil gazed down at him again. “Is that true? This is what you want?”
“It feels right after what we just shared. I think I’d feel empty and sad if we just went home.
But I’m also not ready to end the night with us separated into two bedrooms. This has been intense for me.
Real. I’d never do this with anyone else other than Gerard and Marco.
So, I think that warrants us sharing in the afterglow as well. ”
“Your boy articulated that better than I ever could have, Phil.”
Phil locked eyes with Terry as he spoke. “Gerard, he’s better at expressing his feelings than any man I’ve ever met. He’s my soul.”
Terry broke protocol for approximately the third time that night. He’d lost count, but that’s not what mattered. All he cared about for the moment was kissing his Master with all the love he possessed.
Because he’s my soul, too—and always will be.
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Thank you for continuing with Phil and Terry’s D/s journey.