Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
He wants this.
Rory palmed his erection through his jeans and squeezed, biting his lip. “Take his boxers off, Rig. Let me see what I missed out on.”
All the times they’d shared men before paled next to this moment with David. He was the one they wanted. The one they’d always wanted to take together.
David leaned closer to Rory as Rig lifted his hips without a word and started dragging down the cotton shorts. “Roar,” he breathed. “I want to see you too.”
His throat closed in surprise at David’s boldness. “You do?”
At his nod, Rory stood so fast his head spun and stripped, his hot gaze dropping to the beautifully erect monster Rig was revealing. “I don’t blame him for not being able to resist that. I don’t know how anyone has. I’ve been imagining that cock in my hands, in my mouth, for longer than you know.”
And so much more.
David moaned and gripped the base before Rig could, his lower lip swollen as he sucked it between his teeth. “God, that sounds good. You touching me.”
His own cock jerked in response and he shucked off the last of his clothes impatiently. “You like that idea? We have all night, David. Maybe I’ll take a turn after I get my fill of watching Rig in action.”
David’s hips lifted off the couch, his hard cock rearing up against his stomach, and it was all Rory could do not to dive on him. Then Rig offered the distraction he needed, reaching up to wrap his meaty fingers around Rory’s erection.
“There’s no rule that says you can’t do more than watch.” Rig’s voice was made of temptation and his hands… Rory thrust once through Rig’s fist, his fingers curling at his sides as he resisted temptation.
“Before you say that, do you have what we’ll need?” he asked softly, looking down at his gorgeous partner in crime.
“Already on the coffee table.” Rig tried to smirk but his face was tight with lust and it came off more like a scowl. “You know I’m always prepared.”
Rory noticed the pile of condoms and lube and reminded himself to breathe. He was in control. That was how this worked. “Good. Now don’t leave David hanging, Rig. Give him what he needs.”
“Fuck, this is crazy,” David laughed through a groan as Rig licked the tip of his thick shaft. “Is it always like this with guys? I mean, women expect a certain amount of wooing before sliding into third base. Kissing at the very least.”
Rig chuckled, the vibrations clearly making David shiver before he lifted his head. “I am kissing you. And this is how we woo. Isn’t that right, Rory?”
Rory dropped to his knees beside them, pressing his dick hard against Rig’s side as he agreed. “We’re simple creatures, David. We don’t need flowers and poetry. We crave tactile stimulation. Kiss him, Rig. Give him a deep romantic kiss from both of us.”
He placed his hand on the back of Rig’s head as he took David’s cock deep. Jesus, that was hotter than he’d imagined.
“Son of a—” David cried out, his hand gripping Rory’s wrist, forcing his attention away from the erotic visual. “Rory,” he whispered, rocking up into Rig’s mouth without looking away. “He’s too good at this. I won’t last long.”
Rory’s free hand slid down Rig’s back to caress his tight ass. Rig let out a pleading moan. “It’s his focus. No one’s better at focusing than this guy. I can distract him for you, if you want. Draw it out.”
David’s eyes widened and he swallowed hard before letting go of Rory’s hand. “Do it.”
Rory pushed the coffee table back and smacked Rig’s flank lightly. “Back up and get him on his knees for us.” He squeezed the flesh beneath his hands. “Then I can give you what you need.”
They hadn’t done this in years. When they shared a man, their attention was on their third more than each other. They kissed and touched, but it hadn’t gone too much farther than that for a while.
Rig moved into position fast enough to make him grin. They were both excited. Now, with David here, it seemed right. Necessary.
He gripped his cock, squeezing the tip to hold back his arousal as he watched the two men he’d craved all his adult life, naked and writhing against each other. Rig’s lips stretched to take everything David had to give. David’s attention jumping between the bobbing head at his cock and Rory’s body.
His cheeks were flushed with the same desire Rory had seen after their kiss. He looked feverish. Drunk. More beautiful than any man had a right to be.
“Hurry, Rory.” David moaned and tangled his fingers in Rig’s hair. “I think he’s ready.”
Rory slid on a condom and opened the lube one-handed, prepping Rig the way he had so many times in the past. “He better be.”