“He’s ready,” Jake said in a pitch so low it was more growling than words. “Kingston—be careful.”
The fingers pulled free, and Allen whined at the sudden emptiness, but Riley silenced his grumbling with another deep kiss.
Before either of them had enough time to remember what oxygen tasted like, Kingston draped himself over Allen’s back, forcing his legs to spread wider and angling his hips higher so the position would be comfortable.
As comfortable as it could be, anyway.
“I should have signed up for yoga lessons,” Allen wheezed, wincing when he felt the muscles in his back twinge painfully. “I’m…too old for this. The last time I tried, I was the same age as you guys.”
“Don’t talk about being with other men unless you want me to kill them,” Kingston said as he lined himself up properly, and the fat head of his cock nudged against Allen’s hole.
Allen didn’t have time to scold him. He had to concentrate on staying relaxed as Kingston pushed in slowly at first, the girth of his cock forcing him open inch by inch, and a burn that bordered on pain flooded him with heat.
Allen cried out and pressed his forehead to Riley’s shoulder as Kingstoncarefullybottomed out until his balls met the curve of his ass. He was so full—too full?—
But it feltsogood.
The combination of having two throbbing dicks inside of him that belonged to two panting and moaning men who were begging him for permission to move…was addictive. And Allen was starting to realize that he was a size queen to the core of his goddamn soul.
“So tight—I’m seriously going to die,” Kingston grunted, his hands clamping on Allen’s waist to hold him still.
But Allen didn’t want to be still.
He rocked back, taking both men deeper until the fullness made his vision blur, and Riley began whimpering again.
“Too much,” Riley croaked. “King—I can feel your dick rubbing against mine. It’s so hot and wet, I can’t?—”
Allen rocked back harder this time, and both men let out a chorus of babbles that threatened to divert into sobs. “Kingston, you have to move for us. Come on, baby boy.”
“Oh shit.” Riley’s hand returned to pumping Allen’s cock, the glide effortless thanks to all the pre-cum soaking his abs. “I’m not going to last long at all. Justgo.”
Allen was close too. His entire lower half was tingling, and every twitch of muscle and throbbing pulse sent ripples of pleasure straight to his cock. He felt feverish, like he was on the brink of passing out, but he never crossed into unconsciousness; he just hovered on the hazy edge of bliss and light-headedness.
And when Kingston finally collected himself enough to start thrusting, Allen went limp on top of Riley and held on for the ride.
Kingston set a pace that focused more on depth than speed, his hips snapping forward to drive his dick in deep, each thrust punching the air from Allen and Riley’s lungs. The slap of skin on skin echoed, mixed with Allen’s moans and Riley’s whines and nonsensical rambling.
“Wow.”
A finger dragged over Allen’s cheekbone to his mouth, the thumb catching on his swollen lip before dipping shallowly inside.
“I wish you could see how beautiful you look right now.”
Allen peered at Jake through his blurry vision, unable to comprehend language as Riley dragged his tongue along the pulse point in Allen’s neck, biting down just as Kingston angled to pound his prostate.
He was sure that he had been coming since Kingston started to move, but he was being fucked so stupid that he could no longer comprehend time or reality. Allen’s body shook with every brutal plunge of Kingston’s cock, and his hole clenched around the two men inside him as the friction built a burning coil in his gut that wrenched tighter and tighter.
He didn’t know what kind of peak he was about to reach, but the thought of tumbling over it left him dizzy with the oddest combination of fear and excitement.
Kingston’s grunts grew louder as he chased his release, and he shoved a hand under Allen’s sweat-slick chest to pinch his nipple hard enough to make him keen. The overload left Allen a blathering, sobbing mess, and by the time Jake leaned in to capture his mouth in a quick and dirty kiss, he was pretty sure he had ascended to a place that no mortal should ever touch.
But then Kingston finally reached the end of his endurance, and his hips stuttered before he slammed in deep one last time and came with a roar, flooding Allen’s ass with hot cum. Riley was right behind him, gasping into Allen’s neck as he added to the mess already coating his thighs and dripping from his hole.
The dual sensation of the hand on his cock and Jake fucking into his mouth with his tongue is what tipped Allen over the terrifying edge, and his orgasm ripped through him in waves so big they threatened to drown him.
Everything went white—shimmery even—and Allen clung to Riley and Jake to keep himself from astral projecting out of his fucking body. He didn’t know what kind of mess he was making on Riley’s stomach, but he prayed to all the gods, begging them not to let him lose control of his bladder. He didn’t think hewould, but he couldn’t feel his body from the nipples down, so he couldn’t be sure.
“Shit—stop clamping down, Ally. I’m trying to pull out.”