Finn chuckled as he moved away to the bedside table, taking out a bottle of lube and throwing it to Travis in a move that made my heart clench as they seemed to be so in sync.
“Not together, Professor. Not for your first time. You’d never want to do it again.”
I let out an audible sigh of relief as I moved to where I’d been told to. Finn lay in front of me, cupping my cheek. “You okay?”
I nodded just as Travis lifted my calf and hooked my leg over Finn’s. I wrapped my arm around Finn’s waist and pulled him as close as I could get him, pressing my cock against the outline of his where it was still hidden in his hot pink, tight underwear.
Finn let out a contented sigh, reminding me what he’d said about liking physical touch, and right now, my entire body screamed for more of it, so I was happy to oblige. He brought his lips to mine, his kiss distracting me from the cool lube hitting my crack and then Travis’ fingers circling my hole as his lips found my neck.
My heart hammered, my cock leaked and my body rocked as a sensation built in my core.
“Such a good boy,” Travis crooned as he slipped his finger in through the tight muscle. It felt more than when Finn had done it, his fingers wider, his movements more forceful, but the pain of the intrusion soon dissipated, and I got lost in their hands and mouths as they explored my body.
When he added a second finger, my back arched, and I cried out.
One of them checked I was okay, but I was too focused on the sensation to pay attention to who, simply nodding my head and begging for more.
Panting breaths filled the rooms as the three of us moved together, fingers plunging in and out of me, scissoring, stretching me, as Finn’s hands danced and stroked my body and his mouth kissed me into a frenzy.
Suddenly, it all got too much, my balls pulling tight, my orgasm rearing up from nowhere. “Gunna come,” I cried, but instead of toppling over the edge into pleasure, both of them stilled.
“What? No, don’t stop,” I begged, my eyes now wide. Finn chuckled, easing back from me as Travis pulled out his fingers.
“It’s called edging, Jas. And you’ll thank us for it later. Get on your knees. Twinkle, why don’t you give Jasper something else to do with his mouth, while I keep teasing him for a bit longer?”
Finn smiled, clasping his hands together as he moved into the middle of the bed and sat back on his haunches. “Good idea, my lord.”
I turned to look back at Travis. I’d felt like an idiot earlier when I called him that. I still didn’t know why I did. I huffed because that was a lie, but I didn’t need him to know about the dreams I had about him over the years. Not yet, anyway. But his hooded eyes showed no sign of humour or anger, so I guessed that Finn wasn’t taking the piss out of me or trying to wind him up.
“On your hands and knees, Jas.”
I moved, my cock throbbing as it slapped against my abs.
My eyes fixed on Finn as he shimmed out of his underwear, his own erection looking angry and engorged.
“Well, if we’re all getting naked…” I twisted my head to see Travis standing and kicking off his shorts, groaning loudly as I took in his cock.
“It’s huge,” I whispered. Finn’s was impressive, but looked manageable. It was dawning on me that Travis was hung like a donkey and was about to be inside me, and the thought made my eyes water.
Kneeling back on the bed, Travis lowered his face to mine, kissing me in a long, slow kiss that had me whimpering. When he pulled back, he whispered, “Don’t worry. We’ll make it fit.”
He trailed his fingers down my spine and over the curve of my arse, before spreading me wide and slipping two fingers inside me again. My face hit the covers as pleasure pulsed through me again, but this time there was no pain with it.
He began fucking them in and out of me slowly as Finn lifted my face, tapping the head of his cock against my lips. I looked up at him, his eyes locking on mine as he nodded. I opened my mouth and he pushed the tip of his cock against my tongue just as Travis added another finger and I took Finn’s length to the back of my throat as my arse stretched. I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt happier.
“Oh, God, Professor. Yes, just like that.” His hand braced at the back of my head, holding me in place as he fucked my mouth. It was noisy and messy, and I wasn’t sure I was doing it right, but his pleasure-filled moans spurred me on.
Lost in the moment, I was barely aware of Travis removing his fingers until I heard him ripping open the foil wrapper of a condom, and he edged my hole.
I let out a muffled cry as Travis said, “Just relax, baby. Let me in.”
Nodding, I breathed in and out through my nose, sucking hard on Finn’s cock as a distraction, making him cry out.
Travis pulsed his hips, sinking in a little deeper each time. It burned, my body fighting the strange sensation while craving it at the same time. He stroked my arse, telling me how well I was taking him, while Finn filled my throat, his movements slower as well, as if they were both giving me time.
Sweat beaded at my hairline and covered my skin, my body trembling from the overload of new sensations, my cock jutting out from my body like an angry beacon, demanding to know why no one was paying it any attention.
I reached for it, desperate for some relief, but Travis took my hand, pinning it behind my back, so that my palm on the bed was the only thing stopping me from face planting.