Chapter Two #2
A man touching a man is just… well, different.
As much as Matt loved suffocating in a woman’s cunt, it was easy for him to rationalize what they were doing.
He didn’t have any concerns about his sexuality.
He didn’t identify as gay or bi. His preference had always been pussy, but with his tongue down Bo’s throat, his fingers pulling on his hair, their rock-hard dicks rubbing against each other, at that moment, the only thing he thought of was how good it would feel to fuck his friend.
And his friend’s girl.
Ava’s sweet lips joined theirs. Her hand slipping inside his pants, she stroked his cock.
Judging by the drummer’s groan, she was inside his, too.
Gripping Bo’s hair at the nape, Matt moved his lips from his mouth to hers.
His fingers delved into her silky hair, and holding them both by the strands on their head, he kissed one and then the other.
The bell to the gate rang.
Bo panted, out of breath. “That’ll be the pizza.”
Gina.
“I’ll get it.”
But it was Luca who stood on the other side of the door, not his pizza girl.
“Hey there, dude.”
“Oh, hi, Matt.” Looking over at his house next door, the kid did a double-take. “Thought I was at the wrong address for a sec.”
“Heh, no, you’re at the right place.”
“Yeah, I know.” He passed him a pizza box and a white paper bag with Rossi’s logo printed on it. “Well, here you go. An extra-large Chicago special and twenty hot wings.”
“Thanks, Luca.” Matt tipped him a twenty. “Hey, where’s the new pizza girl?”
“Huh?”
“Gina.” He liked the way her name rolled off his tongue. “She delivered to my house last weekend.”
“Ohhh, her.” The kid, who wasn’t a kid by definition, he drove a car after all, slowly bobbed his head. “She just helps out once in a while. Why?”
I’d like to sink my teeth into her.
“Just, um… curious.”
Tipping his head slightly, Luca grinned. “You wanna ask her out or something?”
“She single?” A snicker escaped. Matt licked his lips.
“As far as I know.”
I just might, then.
“Be safe out there, dude.” Matt waved as Luca went down the porch steps. “Have a good night.”
Ava laid out a blanket on the living room floor in front of the fire. Their backs against the sofa, they ate pizza and wings from paper plates. They drank wine. Kissed. Touched one another.
Comfortable since he was among friends, Matt felt no shame jerking Bo’s dick while he sucked on Ava’s nipple. “I can’t wait to fuck your tight little hole, sweets.”
“I felt that.” She bit into her lip.
“Good.”
Then Bo pulled his pants down. “Wanna suck Matt with me, baby girl?”
“Yes, but I want to watch you for a while first.”
“I think your girl’s a voyeur, Bo-Bo.” The drummer gripped his length, and he hissed. “If it’s all right, I’ll be playing with her while you swallow my dick.”
“Would you like that, angel?”
“I would.”
Bo lapped up the precum and groaned. His fingers sliding under Ava’s waistband, Matt rubbed between her folds, and sinking inside her welcoming hot hole, he pressed his thumb into her clit.
What a fucking high. His hand in a soft, warm cunt.
A brother sucking his dick. Yeah, playing with people who cared about you made all the difference.
Close to coming in Bo’s mouth, Matt kissed Ava.
Maybe someday he’d find a girl as free as her.
One as vulnerable as Linnea, as spirited as Chloe, and as submissive as Katie.
God, if Katie’s heart hadn’t already belonged to Brendan, he could have loved her.
It was a fucking good thing his friend wised up, because he would have loved her anyway if he hadn’t.
There was no holding back, and Matt didn’t want to. Bo was good at sucking dick. Fervently rubbing Ava’s clit so she’d come with him, he came in the drummer’s mouth.
Bo kissed him then, and he tasted himself on his tongue.
“God, I love you. Let me taste him.” And Ava kissed her man. “I didn’t know sex could be like this.”
“It’s never just sex, Ava,” Matt said, licking her from his finger. “Even the fastest, dirtiest, filthiest fuck is more than that. It’s the connection. It’s looking at someone and seeing your own cravings, dreams, and neediness reflected back.”
“You need this, too?”
“Right now, sweets, there’s nothing I crave more.”
And that was the truth.
“Are you good, baby?”
Bo wasn’t. Poor guy hadn’t come yet. There was a wet spot from his dick leaking in his sweats. He and Ava were going to have to take care of that.
“So good,” she said, pinching her nipples. “Get these clothes off me.”
“You have the most amazing tits, Ava.” He sucked one into his mouth while Bo peeled her pants down her legs. Matt watched him finger her as he sucked on her other breast beside him. “Don’t I always say that, Bo?”
“Mmhm.” He released her nipple to kiss him.
“Naked. I want you both naked.”
“Shall we take this upstairs, baby girl?”
“In a minute.” She grabbed onto them both by their hair. “Please, I need to come again first.”
“Whatever you want, Ava.” Matt reached for the bottle. Pouring some wine on her perfect tits, he lapped it from her nipples. “This is for you, sweets. You’re in control here. Understand?”
Whimpering, she nodded. If she was his, he’d fuck her with the bottle until she begged for his dick. But she wasn’t. Her pussy was off-limits, so his fingers would have to do.
“We got you, baby.”
They kissed her together. Their tongues in each other’s mouths, Matt joined his fingers with Bo’s in her cunt.
“Spread wide, Ava.” He nudged her thighs farther apart. “Wider. That’s a good girl.”
With two fingers each in her pussy, Matt and Bo fucked her.
“It feels so good.” She could barely get the words out. “I’m gonna die.”
C’mon, sweetheart, I know you can do it.
Positioning his face near her pussy, Matt tapped on her swollen clit.
“Let it go, Av.”
And she did. Ava exploded, drenching them in her sweet cum. He dove in, Bo’s fingers still inside her, taking in his fill.
“Fuck.” She held his head to her cunt.
“Oh, angel, we’re just getting started.” Bo pulled his fingers from her pussy and shoved them in Matt’s throat. “Now, let’s get you cleaned you up.”
After they licked the cum from her thighs and sucked on her clit until she screamed again, Bo carried her up the stairs. The room was ready for them. Lube, condoms, toys, and a warmer filled with wet cloths were laid out on a bedside table.
Even though Bo had taken the edge off, fire licked at his spine. Matt had never been so ready to fuck in his life. He took a cloth from the warmer, and parting Ava’s thighs, he washed between her legs.
“Are you two going to fuck, now?” she asked.
Bo got out of his sweats. “Is that what you want, angel?”
“I do.”
Good, because that’s what I want, too.
Grabbing Bo by the dick, Matt kissed him. They stroked each other until he needed air and pushed him down onto the bed.
“Suck him, Ava,” he cooed in her ear. “I want his dick weeping for me.”
She kneeled between Bo’s thighs, then bent over, enthusiastically taking him in her mouth.
Matt lubed his fingers in her pussy before working one into her little hole. “Bo’s fucked your ass before, hasn’t he?”
Of course, with her mouth full of her boyfriend’s cock, she couldn’t answer.
“She loves it, brother. Except then her cunt feels so empty. That’s why she wants this so bad, and I want to give it to her.”
“Your man must really love you, Ava.” Inserting a second finger into her hole, Matt hoped if the time ever came that he could be as selfless. “After I fuck Bo’s ass, I’m going to fuck yours. Okay, beautiful?”
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Bo groaned.
“Stop, Ava. Come here, now.” He pulled her off the drummer’s cock and brought her lips to his own. “That’s it, sweetheart. Suck me. You too, Bo-Bo.”
They sucked him together, Ava sneaking a finger into his ass. Finding he enjoyed the sensation, he grunted. Then Bo was there, wetting the finger that fucked his hole with his tongue, crawling up his torso, nipping at his skin along the way.
The beast at the surface, Matt grabbed Bo by the hair and kissed him. Then he rolled him over and spread his legs. “I’m gonna tear this ass up.”
“Yeah? Do it, baby boy.”
He tore open the foil packet with his teeth and passed it to Ava. She sheathed him, and he kissed her, lubing up his dick. “Keep doing what you were doing. I wanna fuck his brains out.”
He entered Bo’s ass as she penetrated his. And fucking hell, it felt good. Pulling on Bo’s hair, Matt commanded her to put another finger in. Pounding his friend into oblivion, he growled, while Ava fucked his ass with her fingers.
The drummer’s eyes rolled backward in his head.
And Ava moved out of the way to watch them. “Jesus.”
“C’mon, Matt. Fuck me.” Bo’s nails scored down his chest. “Harder. You can’t break me. I’m not a girl.”
And he howled like the animal he was.
“See, baby. I know what gets him off,” he said and bit into her nipple. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Bo came all over his stomach.
Matt came inside Bo’s ass.
Scooping her boyfriend’s cum into her palm, Ava smeared it on his lips and fed it to him.
Matt sucked her fingers into his mouth while she licked the cum from his lips.
And lying on either side of him, Matt and Ava kissed Bo and each other, rubbing the cum left on his stomach into his skin, until his dick got hard again.
“Ready, Ava?”
“God, yes.”
And God, he was dying to fuck her.
Matt kissed her clit, inhaling the salty-sweet musk. “Look at this pretty pussy, Bo.”
“I love that pussy,” he said, extending his arms to her. “C’mere, baby.”
Matt helped her straddle Bo, and gripping his cock, he positioned him at her entrance.
He watched Bo thrust in deep, keeping his dick warm inside her.
“That’s beautiful, man. Stay like that.” Matt lapped at Bo’s cock, tasting her sweetness, as it drifted in and out of her. “I’m going to get you ready for me now. Okay, sweets?”
“Please.”
Christ, he loved it when they begged.
“You’re so fucking tight, Ava.” Sucking on the skin of her neck, Matt fingered her asshole with lube. “I can’t wait to get my dick inside you, baby.”
“Hurry.”
He notched the head into her little hole, and she hissed. “Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?”
“I will, but please don’t.”
Matt pushed his way in farther.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
Ava reached for him, tugging on his hair.
Matt’s teeth sank into her skin.
“I can feel your dick, man.” Bo pulled him down to his lips and kissed him.
“I love this. Oh, God,” she cried out. “Fuck me the way you fucked him.”
Christ, he wanted to. Bo’s dick rubbed against his, and she was just so damn tight.
He glanced down. She must’ve torn a little because she was bleeding. Matt bit down on her shoulder, rubbing her clit instead.
I wish I could, sweet Ava, but see? I already hurt you.
“I love you, baby.”
“I love you, angel.”
God, he envied them. How freely they loved each other.
Maybe he didn’t need just something to fill his days.
Maybe what he needed was someone to fill them with, too.