Chapter 21 #3
Warrens’s hand is tight in my hair, holding me against his skin as I continue to suck marks into him. His thigh will be a constellation of how fucking hot they are. He sounds fucking blissed out as Chance sucks his cock in deep.
Reaching up, I tug Warren’s balls gently as I fuck up into Chance. He fucks me back, rolling his hips in a tantalizing way as he keeps his lips wrapped around Warren.
From the way Chance is handling both of us, I’d never guess this was his first time. He’s wild, free, sexy, and uninhibited as he takes his pleasure. Will Warren be the same way? Will he open up to me just as beautifully as I fuck him, claiming his body like I’m claiming Chance’s?
“Tell me how it feels, Firebird,” I mutter, looking up at him. Warren meets my gaze, his pupils blown wide and lust dancing in the depths. He whimpers when I sink my teeth into his flesh hard enough to leave indentations behind. “How is Chance’s mouth?”
“Fucking wet and hot. So fucking good.”
“Want to feel his hole?” I ask, squeezing Chance’s hip hard enough to bruise. “Want to feel how hot he is inside?”
Chance lets Warren’s cock drop from his mouth. “Yes, yes please. Fuck me, Warren.”
For a man that’s never fucked another man, Chance is a fucking slut for it. I love how eager he is to take dick, how much he wants us inside him.
I pull out of Chance, already missing his warmth. I push him to the floor so he’s on his hands and knees, then snatch the condom off. “Take him from the back,” I tell Warren. “I want to watch while you enjoy his tight fucking hole.”
Warren scrambles off the couch and settles himself behind Chance. Chance rests his head against my thigh, panting greedily.
I hand Warren my last condom and he shimmies it on. It barely fits. Fuck, we’re going to have to get tested so we can go without.
After lubing himself up, Warren presses his huge dick to Chance’s tiny pucker. He must have the same thought as me because he asks Chance, “Are you sure?”
Chance nods and looks over his shoulder. “I can take it. Just…go slow until you’re in me.”
Not only is Warren long, but he’s also thick too. Chance is brave as fuck for jumping headfirst into this knowing what Warren is packing.
Warren takes a deep breath, then pushes into Chance. Chance arches his back, hissing as he’s stretched wider. “Fuck… Jesus fuck.”
“Want me to stop?” Warren asks, voice tight as he pants.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Chance threatens. He pushes back against Warren, taking another few inches inside. “I can take it.”
Grabbing his hips, Warren rocks into Chance gently, taking care not to hurt him. When he’s fully inside, Warren fucking shudders. “Never thought…it’d feel this good.”
Raising an eyebrow, I ask, “This your first time doing anal with a guy?”
“With anyone,” he breathes, swallowing hard as he presses into Chance tentatively.
Chance whimpers but moves forward and opens his mouth, taking me inside. I grunt when his warmth envelopes me. I thread my fingers through his hair, urging him on as I watch Warren ease in and out of Chance’s hole.
Warren snaps his hips, pushing Chance forward on my dick. Chance moans, looking up at me with tears clouding his vision. He looks so fucking good like this. Both holes filled while he’s given more pleasure than he can handle.
“I’m not…not gonna last,” Warren groans, his hands holding the globes of Chance’s ass. “Chance, you feel like heaven.”
“His mouth is pretty good too,” I comment, watching light spark in Chance’s eyes.
“You like being good for us, Golden?” I ask, pushing into his mouth as Warren speeds up his thrusts.
Chance gags, spit leaking from the corners of his mouth as he stares up at me, begging me for more praise.
“So fucking good, Chance. You’re going to make us come.
Want to drink me down? Want to swallow me, keep some of me inside you? ”
“Fuck,” Warren says and his body shudders as his face turns a brilliant shade of red. He bites his bottom lip hard as he fucks Chance through his orgasm.
“Come for me, Chance,” I say, holding both sides of his head as I chase my own release. “Warren, jerk him off. Get him there for me.”
Even though I can tell Warren is fucking exhausted, he reaches around and takes Chance’s dick in hand, kissing along his spine as he pumps him off.
Chance twitches, moaning around my shaft.
The rumble of his moans sends jolts down my spine and lands directly in my balls.
When his gaze flicks back up to me, his desire reflected in his eyes, I can’t hold back.
On a roar, I unload, coming down Chance’s throat.
Being good for me, he swallows over and over, not wasting a drop.
Seconds later, he pulls off my softening cock and releases a broken moan as wetness coats my lower leg.
Opening eyes I didn’t realize I closed, I watch Chance come undone as Warren jerks him off, kissing each other messily.
Once we’re all sated, I climb off the couch and sit on the floor with them. “Fuck…I need a nap.”
Warren laughs dryly as he climbs to his feet and weaves his way down the hallway. Reaching for Chance, I pull him toward me and wrap my arms around him. “You okay, Golden?”
“Mhm. My ass won’t be, though.” I laugh and plant a soft kiss on his lips. “Can’t believe I took both of you.”
Warren comes back with a few wet cloths. “You want to soak in my bathtub? I have Epsom salt. We can all fit. It’s a garden tub.” He hands us each a cloth, and we wipe the spunk and lube from our bodies.
I hum, loving the sound of that. “Let’s eat first, then we can clean up better.”
I put my underwear on and head to the kitchen to check the food. The cheese I sprinkled on top of the spaghetti is melted and a little crispy on top. Perfect.
Pulling it out, I set the pan on the stove, then go about fixing our plates. By the time I’m finished, both Warren and Chance have on their shirts and underwear and are sitting at the bar.
After sliding their plates in front of them, I watch as they dig in, grinning with pride when they both moan and close their eyes in enjoyment.
“Fucking delicious,” Chance says and practically inhales his portion.
“It is really good,” Warren agrees.
“Glad you like it.” I make my own plate and take the remaining stool. “I’ll be gone again next week,” I say before sliding food into my mouth.
Warren frowns a little. “Another course?”
“No, not this time. Going to help a friend in California.” I feel safe telling them the state, as they won’t know it’s me that’s gonna kill this rich fuck. “I’ll only be gone the weekend. Getting there Friday morning, coming back Sunday night.”
Chance nods. “Be safe, yeah?”
“Of course. You two will be together?”
Chance looks at Warren, who nods. Chance grins widely. “Good. I don’t want to be at the frat house. Not with Priest giving me shit. Being at practice with him will be annoying enough.” Chance reaches for a napkin, then winces and rubs his shoulder.
“You okay?” I ask, checking him over to see if I might have hurt him somehow.
“Yeah,” he says through clenched teeth. “Been having some issues with my shoulder. I think I overextended it during one of my dad’s practice sessions this summer. I’ll be good with some rest.”
I tick up an eyebrow. His pained expression tells me he’ll need more than rest, but he’s at the beginning of his swim season. Even if I asked him to take it easy, he wouldn’t listen until the season was over.
Still, I say, “Make sure you ice it when we get out of the bathtub.”
Rolling his eyes, he says, “Yes, dad.”
We finish dinner, then climb into the bathtub.
I turn Chance around and have him bend over, carefully washing his stretched-out hole.
He looks fucking good like this. So good that I can’t help leaning forward and rimming him to orgasm.
Then I turn to Warren and suck him off until he comes down my throat.
Fuck, leaving them is going to be harder than I thought. Luckily, it’s only for a few days. I’ll have them both in my arms again soon.
Where they belong.