Chapter 21 #2
My chest constricts and I almost drop the colander on the floor. I never talk to anyone about her. Knox doesn’t even know I had a sibling. Bensotti does because of how he found me, but no one else.
I’m shocked when I hear myself say, “A sister. She was younger. She passed.”
Warren looks at me with sympathy. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost my sister.”
I grab onto the conversation quickly. “Older sister?”
Warren grins and shakes his head, his beautiful hair fanning around his face. “No. Let her tell it, I’m her older brother. We’re twins, but I was born first.”
“Having a twin must be cool,” Chance says.
“It’s like having a built-in best friend,” Warren says. “I love her more than anyone in the world.”
I finish up with the first half of making dinner and slide the pan into the oven. Waving them over, I head to the living room. Warren and I take a seat on the couch while Chance takes the loveseat.
“Where does she live?” I ask Warren, picking the thread of conversation back up.
“Florida. That’s where we’re from. A small town outside of Orlando. Well, she lives about an hour and a half away now. Went through a nasty divorce recently. That’s why we went on that cruise. You two ever been on a cruise?”
“Nope,” I drag out. “I have a fear of open water. Chance?”
“A few. They’re cool.”
Warren inclines his head toward Chance. “You have siblings?”
“No,” he says, another forlorn look on his face. “My father wouldn’t allow my mother to have more kids. Said when she had a boy, she’d fulfilled her duty as a wife.”
Warren hisses and I mutter, “Fuck. Your father is a dick.” A grin spreading my face, I ask, “Want me to kill him?”
Chance barks a laugh, the dark feeling that settled around us lifting. “Nah. He can live for now. I reserve the right to take you up on it though.”
I wink at him, though he has no idea how serious I am. Something as simple as him being mean to Chance is reason enough for me to slit his fucking throat.
God, that fucking sad, pitiful look on his face hits me square in the chest. He really is such a fucking puppy dog. The thought of someone mistreating him makes me fucking feral. I might take his dad out because of that look alone.
Not knowing what else to do to wipe that expression off his face, I beckon Chance over to me. He comes readily, straddling my lap when I grab his hand and pull him down.
“Want to have some fun while we wait for dinner to finish? I can take your mind off the shit with your dad and your frat.”
“Yes please,” he breathes, then lunges at me, kissing me greedily. “What…what do you have in mind?”
I hum against his lips, grabbing a handful of his ample ass. “Tell me what you want to do, Chance. Want me to fuck you?” He swallows roughly, then nods. “Think you can handle that?” He nods again.
“I uh…watched porn. It looks like it’ll feel good.”
Chuckling, I shake my head. “It’s not like porn, Golden. Those people are paid to act. Your first time will hurt a little, but I’ll get you ready before I fuck you.”
He bites his lip, then looks over at Warren. “I want to…suck you off again. Can I?”
“Jesus,” Warren murmurs, gripping his shaft through his pants. “Yeah, you can.”
“What did you two do while I was gone? Did you fuck?”
Chance shakes his head, but it’s Warren who answers. “Handjobs.”
I growl, leaning forward to bite Chance on the neck. “Fuck, that sounds hot. One day, I want you to fuck each other while I watch.” Chance whimpers on my lap, rocking his hips against my hardness. “You like that, Golden?”
“Yes,” he whispers.
“Warren, you got lube?”
He leaves, but returns a few moments later, sitting closer to us as he presses a bottle into my palm. “Get naked for me, Golden. You too, Firebird.”
I watch with rapt attention as they both strip off their clothes, putting their beautiful bodies on display for me.
Once they’re naked, Chance takes his spot on my lap while Warren sits beside us, leaning over to kiss Chance. I coat my fingers with lube as I watch their tongues tangle. They’re so fucking beautiful together, a fucking vision.
Reaching around, I brush my fingers across Chance’s hole. He jumps and breaks the kiss, looking down at me with wide eyes.
“It’s okay, Golden,” I whisper soothingly as I press one finger inside him. “I got you. Just breathe for me, okay?” He nods and breathes out, moaning as I press into him a little more. He’s fucking tight. His virgin ass will take a lot to work open, but I’m up for the task.
He leans over and takes Warren’s mouth again, kissing him with more urgency as I work him open.
When I push in a second finger, Chance tenses up, but I take his cock in my hand, stroking him slowly. “I got you,” I repeat, taking my time to get him open and ready.
He feels so good, warm inside. The careful roll of his hips, the soft, greedy moans as I finger fuck him, every time I glide a digit over his sweet spot his hitching breaths ramp up my arousal. I need to get him as loose as possible, but fuck do I want to just slide in and pound away.
After a few minutes, I’m able to ease in a third finger and Chance cries out, bouncing his ass against my fingers.
“Professor,” I grunt, my dick hard and leaking. Warren is watching us with half-lidded eyes, slowly rubbing his shaft through his shorts. His freckles stand out in sharp relief against the backdrop of his flushed skin. So fucking sexy.
“Suck Chance while I get him ready. I want to see your mouth stretched around his dick.”
Warren gives me a filthy smile before he slams his mouth on mine, licking into me with urgency. Fuck, I love him uninhibited like this.
I can’t wait to have his ass too. I know he’ll be as tight as Chance and just as greedy.
He breaks the kiss, then bats my hand from Chance’s shaft. I lean slightly to the side so I can watch his lips close around Chance’s cock head.
“Oh fuck,” Golden whispers, rolling his hips so he can push into Warren’s mouth then fuck back on my fingers.
His eyes roll, pleasure etched on every inch of his face.
When he said he wanted me to fuck him, I was going to have him under me, plunging into his tight hole until he scratched my back hard enough to draw blood.
Now, I want him like this, riding my dick while Firebird sucks him off until he comes.
Chance has other ideas. He yanks Warren’s head up and kisses him hard on the mouth before saying, “Feed me your dick. I want to taste you.”
His filthy words in that sweet tone has precum sliding down my shaft. I slide my digits in further, pegging his prostate head on. Chance bucks, his body trembling in my arms as he cries out in shock. “Right there, Golden? That’s what you want?”
He nods, then shakes his head, confusion written across his face, warring with arousal.
“You ready for me, Chance?” He’s loosened up enough for me to slide into him without much effort. “My cock will feel better hitting your spot than my fingers.”
“Yes,” he whimpers, crying out when I peg his prostate. “Please, fuck me.”
I pull my fingers free of his hole then grab a condom from my wallet. After I roll it on, I slick up my cock. “Ride me, Golden. Take what you want from me.”
“Uh…” He looks down at my dick and licks his lips. He wants it, but fear dances in his gaze. “It’s my first…first time. I can’t—”
I take his face in my hands and kiss him gently until he melts against me. “You’ll have more control in this position. And I’ll help you. I promise I’ll take care of you, Chance. Trust me?”
He nods without missing a beat and that simple action fucking lights me up. “I trust you.”
With shaky hands, he stands my length up and places it against his hole. After blowing out a ragged breath, Chance lowers himself, his mouth opening in a surprised moan. When he’s fully seated on me, his eyes glaze over with pleasure.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he whispers, his hands hard on my shoulders. He rolls his hips experimentally and we both hiss. “We have to do this again,” he says, pleasure coloring his tone.
I chuckle and he yelps as my cock twitches inside him. I’m pressed right against his sweet spot, the curve of my dick reaching places he probably didn’t know existed. “Let’s finish this round first.”
“Warren,” Chance gasps as he raises and lowers himself slowly. “Come here. Get your dick in my mouth.”
I growl as I grip his ass to help him along. Chance is a quick learner, riding me without hesitation, though he’s still slightly uncoordinated. But he feels too fucking good to worry about something small like that.
Warren sits on the back of the couch, his cock sticking straight out and aimed for Chance’s parted lips.
I lean over and kiss his thigh, sucking marks into his skin. Warren slides his fingers into my hair, moaning as Chance closes his lips around his shaft.
Chance wastes no time sucking Warren down, bobbing his head like he’s starving for him.
Cheeks hollowed, Chance snaps his gaze up to Warren as he takes in inch after inch of his cock. Firebird lets out a sexy moan that tingles along my nerve endings, sending pleasure straight to my balls.
With a firm hand on the back of Chance’s head, Warren thrusts up, gagging Chance on his cock. My Golden doesn’t seem to mind, tears leaking from his eyes and spit sliding out of the corners of his mouth as he swallows his length over and over.
I’ve never seen anything so fucking hot. The two of them together is magic. I can’t wait for the day I watch them fuck each other, their beautiful bodies moving together to bring each other to the heights of pleasure.
Holding Chance’s hips tight, I thrust upward, burying my dick as far into him as I can. Chance’s moans rumble through his chest as he arches into me, opening himself more for my cock.
He pulls off Warren’s length, moaning high and loud. “Fuck me, Thorne. Harder. I can take it.”
Taking him at his word, I thrust into him harder. His hole clenches around me as I hit that special spot inside him. Chance’s moans are muffled as he sucks Warren, but he grips his thighs hard enough to leave marks.