Chapter Thirty-Two
Hunter
Which toy did I want to start with? Fuck, why was that so hard to answer? It should have been simple. I’d picked them out with an order in mind. But now… now it was hard to remember what that was.
“Do you want an ordinary one, a tentacle—there’s large or small—the dragon, or the knot?
” Aiden asked, and I was grateful for his prompting.
The plan came slowly back to me, trickling back into my brain like drops of water meandering down a window.
Not in any rush, just taking its time. It wasn’t like I was waiting for it.
“The large tentacle, please,” I said, moaning as Bailey pressed a third finger into my stretched hole, rubbing them over my prostate. My cock jumped, already starting to get hard again, despite the fact it had barely been any time since I’d come.
“And after that? Any preference?”
“Maybe the dragon?” It was more of a suggestion than a demand because Bailey was tormenting my fucking prostate so exquisitely it was making it hard to think.
He looked so fucking turned on by it too, so it was hard to be upset with him.
Besides, it was sexy as fuck that he’d come just from sucking me off and opening me up.
He was such a service top and it was hot as balls.
I was sure Aiden was already dreaming up devious ways to put his desires to good use.
And my brain had a fair few suggestions as well.
Although they could wait until later, when I wasn’t stretched out on our sofa, one orgasm deep with three fingers in my arse and a selection of monster cocks on the cushions next to me.
“Of course.” Aiden kissed me and I sighed. There was a beautiful smile on his face and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching up to brush my fingers across his mouth. He looked so fucking happy. It was the perfect expression for him.
“You’re gorgeous,” I said softly, my words punctuated by more moans. “I’m so lucky. My boyfriends are so sexy.”
“That’s funny, because my boyfriends are sexy too,” he said.
“So are mine,” Bailey added, lifting his head and shifting his body so he could lean over me to kiss us. Aiden first, then me. Over and over as his fingers stretched me wide.
He pushed another finger into me as his tongue caressed the seam of my mouth, and I groaned.
My body felt wound tight and yet totally relaxed.
It was the strangest, most perfect combination.
My cock was already growing hard again, precum dripping onto my stomach and clinging to the dark trail of hair.
They’d promised to wring orgasms out of me until I was completely boneless and spent, and the thought of it made my whole body buzz with anticipation.
“Fuck,” Bailey said with a groan as he looked down at my hole, watching as his fingers pumped in and out of me. “Look at you, babygirl. This pretty hole is so eager to be stretched. It’s so fucking greedy for my fingers. Bet I could get my whole fist into you.”
I moaned, the idea of taking Bailey’s hand making my cock spurt more precum across my skin.
“Mmm, you like that idea, don’t you? Such a slutty size queen,” Aiden said, amusement making his lips curl as he kissed me.
“We’ll add it to the list for the future.
But not tonight. I’m desperate to fuck you. ”
“Please! I need it! Need your cock,” I begged.
“Then get on your knees for me. And remember, keep that beautiful mouth open so Bailey can fuck it. We’re going to use you at both ends, fill you up just like you deserve.
” He kissed me again and then slid off the sofa to put his harness on, slotting the tentacle into the thick, heavy-looking ring at the front and adding a small vibrator in behind it.
Aiden had mentioned also having a few toys that squirted artificial cum, and I’d also added those to the mental list for the future.
Only, when we were in bed so I could put towels down or change the sheets straight after.
Bailey slowly pulled his fingers out of me, leaving my hole clenching desperately around air.
My legs already felt like jelly and I’d only come once, but I supposed spending eighty minutes running around a pitch, being thrown into the air, and squashed in a scrum would do that.
Getting railed with a selection of monster dicks wasn’t normally part of my post-match routine, but I’d be very happy to make it a regular thing in future, if only for the mental relaxation it provided.
Taking a steadying breath, I sat up and carefully arranged myself on my knees, glad our sofa was big enough to easily accommodate the three of us.
Bailey was sat in front of me, slowly stroking his cock back to full hardness. Clearly, he was just as desperate as me considering he’d said he wouldn’t be able to come twice.
He’d stripped off his T-shirt and joggers but left his pants on, pulling his dick out the top of them. There was a hungry smirk on his lips as precum beaded on the silky mushroom head of his dick. “Do you want it?” he asked, swiping his thumb across his slit and holding it out for me to suck.
I moaned and nodded, wrapping my lips around his thumb, the taste of him making my own cock drip onto the sofa. Aiden’s hand squeezed my arse cheek as he climbed onto the sofa behind me, the lube bottle clicking a second before he dripped more down my crack.
“Look at this needy hole,” he said, drawing another groan from me as he spread lube across my stretched and waiting hole. “All wet and desperate for me.”
“Please, Aiden! I’ve been so good for you.
” I glanced over my shoulder, drinking in the sight of him, golden hair askew and a delighted smile on his lips, eyes dancing with an immense hunger that threatened to devour me.
He’d slicked the tentacle up, the silicone glistening as he guided it towards my waiting arse.
“I know, baby. I’m gonna go slow, okay? But if it’s too much, I need you to say. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay.” I nodded and lowered my head towards Bailey’s lap, arching my back and pushing my arse into the air as the tip of the tentacle breached me.
A deep groan ripped itself from my throat as Aiden pressed the thick toy inside me, the waved, sucker-covered shaft stretching me open in a way I’d never experienced.
I gasped as it slowly began to fill me, pleasure bursting through me as I melted further into the sofa. The intensity of the sensations was almost overwhelming, and Aiden hadn’t even started to fuck me.
If this was only the beginning, I didn’t know how I was going to survive the rest of it.
“Is this okay?” Aiden asked as his hands gripped my waist, his voice shaking. He sounded like I felt—overcome, fuck-drunk, and awestruck.
“Y-Yes! It’s, fuck, it’s so fucking good. Don’t stop, please. I… I need you to fuck me.” My fingers gripped the sofa as I tried to anchor myself. Bailey must have noticed because he gently brushed my hair back and angled his cock towards me.
“Want to suck me, babygirl?”
“Please.” I nodded and opened my mouth, grateful to have something to focus on. His cock was heavy on my tongue, and I swallowed around him, groaning as Aiden gently rocked his hips, sending a new wave of pleasure through me.
The wave… the suckers… the thickness… everything felt so fucking good. My cock throbbed, dripping onto the cushions underneath me as my balls tightened. My orgasm was already right fucking there, and I couldn’t believe how quickly he was going to make me come again.
Bailey slowly thrust into my mouth as Aiden started to fuck me, the soft rolls of his hips making stars burst behind my eyes.
“Fuck, babygirl, I wish you could see this,” he murmured.
“You look so fucking good like this. Taking so much of me already! Love how well your pretty hole takes me, sucking me in like the slut you are. Fucking perfect!”
I closed my eyes, letting the sensations carry me away as more needy, happy groans slipped out of me.
I was so full, both my holes stuffed with cock, and it was everything I’d wanted this to be.
I felt so used and yet so fucking adored, their hands caressing me and sweet, filthy words of praise enveloping me in love.
Aiden thrust deep inside me as Bailey’s precum coated my tongue, and I came untouched with a groan, my body shaking and hole clenching around the tentacle. The feeling was so intense it made my head spin.
“Fuck, Hunter!” Aiden groaned, his hands tightening on my hips. “Shit, babygirl, that was so fucking hot.”
“Did he… fuck, babygirl, did you come?” Bailey asked in awe.
I tried to nod, but my body didn’t quite feel like my own. Slowly, I pulled off his cock, looking up at him with wet eyes. “Y-Yeah. But… don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry,” Bailey said, leaning down to kiss me, filthily claiming my mouth with his tongue. “We’re not stopping. We want at least one more from you.”
I groaned, trying to turn to look at Aiden, who draped himself across my back to kiss me. “I… Can you… I want…” Fuck, words were hard right now. Luckily, Aiden knew exactly what I wanted.
He smirked and nipped my lip. “Do you want the next toy, baby? Want the bigger one?”
“Y-Yeah.” My face flushed but I was too boneless with pleasure to really be embarrassed by wanting more. And from the way Aiden growled, I didn’t think it was an issue. He was very happy to give me everything I needed and more.
“Anything for you. Our beautiful babygirl.”
He slowly pulled out of me and I went back to kissing Bailey while Aiden swapped the toys over. I didn’t know if I’d be able to come again despite their plans, but I’d try. My body felt so good, and for the first time, I truly felt sexy, exactly the way I was.
They loved and wanted me as I was. They thought I was beautiful. Gorgeous. Perfect. I didn’t need to change. I just needed to let them adore me.
I let the pleasure carry me away as Aiden gently pressed the second toy into me, my spent cock already trying to fill as the thick ridges on the toy’s shaft rubbed over my prostate, sending new bursts of bliss through me every time Aiden moved.
Bailey’s dick filled my mouth and the overwhelming feeling of being stuffed full returned, only this time turned up to eleven.
I couldn’t focus on anything but their dicks and the feel of their hands on my body.
“One more, baby, I know you can do it,” Aiden said, his commanding voice seeping deep into my bones. “Come for me, Hunter. Give us what we want.”
I shattered.
And the two of them broke alongside me.
My mind and body floated as I swallowed Bailey’s cum, the feeling of Aiden’s fingers burning themselves into my skin, and a small part of my brain half wondered if it would be weird to get his fingerprints tattooed once I’d retired.
Maybe that would be a bit much. Who knew at this point?
I flopped onto the sofa as they pulled out of me, Bailey’s hands still in my hair. At least one of them was speaking to me, but I couldn’t really focus. I had a feeling I’d be sore in the morning. It was worth it for this, though.
One of them handed me some water as the other produced a towel to clean me up. Then I was sitting up with the pair of them flopped on me, gentle kisses slowly bringing me back to earth.
“Are you with us, baby?” Aiden asked, his hand on my chest.
“Mmm, yeah, I’m here.” I smiled at them. Fuck, I was so lucky to have both of them. They really did take such good care of me.
“How’re you doing?” Bailey asked, tilting his head to the side as he scrutinised me. He was half draped across me, like a muscular weighted blanket. I guessed this was what I did to him every night. I didn’t know why he complained. It was so nice.
I looked between them, emotion bubbling up in my chest. I loved them so much it almost hurt, and I’d never felt so complete in my life.
We might only just be starting this journey together, and it might not always be smooth, but that didn’t worry me.
Relationships took work, the same as everything else worth having.
As long as we were honest with each other, as long as we cared, then everything would be okay.
And I had a feeling the best years of my life were going to be with them.
“I think,” I said as I pulled them against me. “We should do that every time we want to celebrate.”