Chapter 12
RILEY
I’m not sure where the confidence to invite Luke into bed came from. Maybe it was how relaxed I feel having him here. Maybe it was the magic Dante worked with his tongue in my asshole. Maybe it was the look of pure, fiery lust written across Luke’s face as he watched us.
Whatever it was, I was not expecting him to agree so readily.
Dante continues to fuck into me as Luke sets up his camera quickly on a second tripod, and god, he feels good.
Dante is pounding into me hard, but his strokes are deep and long and smooth, completely opposite of the way Benji was drilling into me without finesse.
Between Luke and now Dante, I’m beginning to wonder if older men are the way to go.
Luke finishes the setup and approaches the bed slowly, almost nervously, as if he’s suddenly second-guessing whether we really want him to join or not.
I hate the uncertainty in his eyes, and I reach for his hand and pull him down beside me into an awkward kiss that’s all tongues and teeth. He melts into me immediately.
“Oh fuck yeah, that’s so hot,” Dante growls from behind me, pulling out and climbing off the bed.
I whimper a little at the abrupt emptiness, and Luke cups my face and makes a soft shushing sound against my lips.
Dante drops to his knees and begins working Luke’s belt open as Luke breaks our kiss to pull his T-shirt off.
I’m right at eye level with that little silver bar in his nipple, and I can’t resist taking it into my mouth and rolling my tongue over the metal.
Luke hisses and squirms, and I scoot forward to grip him by the ribs and keep him from pulling away from me.
I’ve been dying to do this for ages, and I didn’t get a chance last time. I’m not missing out again.
I suck and lick until the little pink bud is puckered and red, then gently take the barbell between my teeth and pull.
Luke lets out a cry that’s almost animalistic, and I’m about to pull back to make sure I haven’t hurt him when he grips the back of my head forcefully, keeping me in place.
“Oh shit…holy fuck,” he pants, his chest rising and falling rapidly as I flick at the tender flesh again with my tongue.
I can hear the rhythmic slurping of Dante sucking Luke’s cock, and I smile against his chest. Between the two of us working him over, Luke is feeling good.
I reach up to massage his firm pec as I take one last, long suck on his nipple and pull back to admire my work.
His left nipple is dark and swollen compared to his right one, and I give it a flick just so I can watch him throw his head back in pleasure.
He’ll be tender tomorrow, I’m sure. Good.
I want him to have a reminder of me every time his T-shirt scratches against his piercing.
Dropping to my knees on the floor next to Dante, I begin to lick and suck at Luke’s balls as Dante works his incredible tongue around Luke’s tip.
Luke has dropped back onto his elbows and is now recording us on his phone.
I’m not sure how clear the video will be, since he’s writhing and panting beneath us, but oh my god, this is the hottest thing I’ve ever been a part of.
There’s something so heady and erotic about knowing that I’m the one getting him this hot.
I want a chance at that cock too, though.
Releasing his balls, I mouth along his thick shaft, tracing a throbbing vein that runs the length of him until I find Dante’s mouth with my own.
Our lips meet in a mess of spit and precum with Luke’s swollen head between us.
“Holyfuckingshit,” Luke gasps above us, and I battle Dante’s tongue for more room.
I want Luke’s dick in my mouth, and as hot as this is, I want it for myself, thank you very much.
Dante isn’t willing to give up so easily, though, and I’m losing patience. Wrapping an arm around Dante’s back, I grip his chin from the opposite side and pull his head off of Luke’s dick and swallow him to the root in one go.
He tastes incredible: soap and skin and a hint of sweat.
I’ve sucked a lot of dick, but there’s something that’s so specifically Luke that I can’t quite put my finger on, and I’m a little obsessed.
My eyes roll back as I slide up to his tip and use my hand to work his length.
I suckle at the head for a moment before I drop back down and gag myself on him again.
He’s the perfect size for sucking. Thick enough to stretch my lips to just the right side of discomfort, and not so long that I can’t take him easily down my throat.
I could stay here till I die, and what a way to go.
Dante must be feeling left out because he tries to squeeze back in next to me again, and I abruptly push his head into Luke’s inner thigh. “Damn, okay, I see how it is,” Dante laughs. “Why don’t you use that pretty mouth on me while your man puts it in you.”
I pop off of Luke’s cock immediately because yes, yes, I absolutely want that.
“On your stomach on the bed, beautiful,” Dante instructs, and I immediately scramble into position.
Luke takes a moment to catch his breath, looking completely wrecked from the thorough sucking.
Dante settles into place at my head, sitting back with his strong thighs spread as I prop myself onto my elbows to be able to reach him.
I hear Luke slicking his cock up with lube as I lean forward and give Dante an experimental lick. He tastes like latex from the discarded condom; not nearly as good as Luke.
Luke gets situated behind me and pulls my hips up so he can slide a pillow beneath me for more comfortable access for us both.
I whimper when he frees my aching cock from where it was trapped beneath my stomach.
I’m so sensitive to the touch that I’m not sure I won’t come just from being fucked.
If he nails my prostate and I manage to rut against the pillow just right…
“Comfortable, baby?” he asks softly, leaning forward to ghost a kiss between my shoulder blades. I nod and turn my attention back to Dante’s cock.
Luke hums against my skin and pulls away, and I want to cry out at the loss of his weight over me.
I don’t have much time to think about it, though, because at the same time Dante puts a hand on the back of my head and pushes down my throat, the fat head of Luke’s cock is pushing against my hole.
My body clenches in reflex at first, and Luke grips my hips and circles his tip against my opening until I relax, smearing precum and lube around the loosening pucker.
I moan around Dante’s dick at the sensation of Luke nudging against my entrance again, this time relaxing enough for him to push through. Luke groans and swears loudly, and since I can’t see him, all of my other senses are heightened as he slowly pushes forward and fills me inch by inch.
Dante still has his hand on the back of my head, but has slowed his movements while I adjust to the feel of my body making room for Luke inside me. “That’s it, beautiful,” Dante croons, “you love being stuffed from both ends like this, don’t you?”
My eyes are watering from sucking Dante to the back of my throat and from Luke’s cock splitting me open and from the sheer euphoria I feel in this moment. I moan around Dante’s cock and do my best to nod.
I feel Luke adjust behind me, and then his arms are on either side of me, and his face is right next to mine. I’m surrounded by him completely, and I’m hit with that overwhelming feeling of security that I always get when I’m with him. “Just relax,” he murmurs in my ear, “I’ve got you.”
He begins to gradually quicken his pace, and Dante moves his hips to match until the two of them find the perfect push/pull rhythm.
I’m completely enraptured. I’ve never had a threesome before, and the thrill of these two amazing, beautiful men inside me is something I’m not sure I could have imagined even in my wildest fantasies.
“You close, D?” Luke pants, his rhythm faltering a bit.
“Yeah,” Dante huffs from above me.
Luke begins to slam into me in earnest, his hips slapping loudly against my ass and echoing throughout the room, drowning out even the crashing of the waves outside. “Gonna fill you up, baby,” Luke moans, nipping lightly at my ear. “Oh fuck…you’re gonna make me fucking come…”
I pull off of Dante and begin stroking him rapidly as I press my lips to Luke’s in a deep kiss. “Give me that load, babe,” I groan into his mouth. “I want to walk out of here with you leaking out of me, give it to me.”
Luke drops his head against my shoulder and lets out a low whine as his hips stutter, and I feel his warm release painting my insides as he falls over the edge of pleasure.
I want to cocoon myself beneath him and savor the moment, but before I can fully register what’s happening, Dante’s grunting above me, and I turn my attention to stroking him with quick, smooth strokes, taking him into my mouth just in time to swallow down his release as he shudders and shakes through the orgasm.
“Holy shit, that was better than I even hoped,” Dante gasps, collapsing next to me in a tangle of loose limbs.
I can’t help but puff up with pride at that. My first threesome, and everyone is leaving satisfied because of me. Luke shifts slightly on top of me, his softening cock sliding free, and I wince as my own dick gives a helpless throb.
Even in his current, sated stupor, he notices my expression and frowns at the realization I’m still hard. “Fuck, we didn’t even take care of Riley,” he scolds Dante.
Dante rolls off the bed and takes his phone off the tripod on the other side of the room before sinking onto the bench at the foot of the bed and propping the phone up so the camera is pointed at us. He grins lazily. “Well finish your boy off then, Luke.”
Luke finds a second wind and rolls off of me, pulling me to my back in the process.
He slides the pillow out from beneath my hips and places it carefully beneath my head, making sure I’m comfortable even now.
Leaning down, he licks a long stripe up my cock and then replaces his mouth with his hand, jerking me fast and steady.
My head is already spinning, and I drop it back onto the pillow in bliss.
“That’s it, babe,” I encourage him breathlessly. “Get me close.”
He makes a little noise in the back of his throat and leans down so his face is hovering above my hard length. “Almost there?” he asks.
My head feels like it weighs a ton atop my shoulders, but I force myself to lift it to meet his gaze.
“Yeah,” I breathe, “you’re doing so good, keep going.
” His eyes light up at the praise, and he leans closer and spits onto my dick, mixing it with my precum for an easier glide.
My breathing stutters when he holds my gaze and opens his mouth and…
holy shit, is he going to let me come in his mouth?
“Fuck yes, almost there…that’s so good, babe, you’re so good… ”
I know I’m babbling now, but I can’t even think coherent sentences as my balls draw up and my orgasm is barreling down on me like a freight train. I don’t even have time to warn him before my back is arching off the bed, every muscle in my body strung tight before suddenly…release.
I manage to lift my head to watch as Luke slows the movement of his hand and eagerly catches the first burst on his tongue, lapping at my slit as I continue to come.
A high-pitched whine has filled the room, and I realize it’s coming from me at the sight of my cum coating his lips and mustache.
It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
The sight of him licking me off his lips milks one more spurt out of me, which he eagerly licks up as well.
He plants a soft kiss to my oversensitized tip before lifting his head to give me a proud smile.
Seeing how pleased he is with himself makes my heart stutter in my chest. It knows this man is going to be trouble for us both.