More, Sloan Parker [guided reading books TXT] 📗

Lust flooded Matthew's voice. “You two are incredible. I could come just watching you kiss.” He stroked his cock. “I want you.”

I removed clothes as I spoke. “You're going to get us.”

“Yes, you are,” Richard said. “What do you want tonight, kid?”

My cock stiffened more with Richard's usual question.

Matthew propped himself on his elbows and spread his legs wider. “I want the weight of both of you pressing down on me. Both of you filling me, pushing into me. I want you to fuck me harder than ever.”

I spared a quick glance at Richard. He was undressed and was eyeing Matthew like he could devour him in one move.

“Go get him, Luke. I'll get the condoms.” Richard dashed to the nightstand and fished out a handful of condoms and lube. He threw his prizes near Matthew's head.

I crawled up the bed and lowered my weight on Matthew. He looped his calves over the backs of my thighs. The fine coat of his leg hair grazed along my own. My groin pressed down, his pressed up, and his mouth met mine. His hands clutched, groped. He needed me, needed us. I moved lower and ran my tongue over his chest. I took a nipple in my mouth and his balls in my hand. Richard joined me, and we worked him together.

Words poured out in between licks and bites. “He's right, Matthew. You're so damn sexy, lying here all ready for us.”

“I want you, need you, Luke. You and Richard.”

I tugged at his nipple again.

He bucked and cried out. “Harder.”

“What? Did you say you want us to stop?” I withdrew my mouth and hand. Richard got in on the game and jerked away too. A deep chuckle spilled out of his chest.

“God, no. Please don't stop.” The distraught sound of Matthew's voice almost made me give up on the teasing. Almost.

“Oh, you want this harder?” I wrapped my hand around his dick and yanked the nipple with my teeth. Richard followed suit on Matthew's other nipple.

“God, yes. Need... ”

“Need us to what?” I asked. “Need us to go get your bags so you can unpack? Need us to make you something to eat? What do you need?”

His hips rose off the bed. “Please, Luke, fill me.”

I didn't know what possessed me to do it, but the words were out, and I didn't want to take them back. “Yeah. Well, if Richard gets his way, I'll be filling you with all of me someday. Shooting into your tight ass.” I didn't let the words bother me. My cock was leading the show, and it needed to get inside him. I'd worry on the promises I made later.

Richard moaned then, a low rumble deep in his chest. I traced up the muscles of Matthew's body with my mouth, planted a last kiss on his lips, and knelt before him. Richard handed me lube and a condom, and then he straddled Matthew's chest.

“Going to get inside you now,” I said.

“Yeah, please. God. Never wanted anyone the way I want you guys.” Matthew's words tightened my chest. It wasn't the stiffness of nerves but of something I couldn't describe.

I worked the lube into him and watched his body take my fingers in. He moved down and fucked himself deeper. I eased back. I wanted him to be dying to have my dick plunge inside him, fill him better than the tormenting fingers.

I glanced up. Richard had one knee beside Matthew's head, and his other leg stretched out straight in a straddle that wouldn't crush Matthew with those sturdy thighs. Matthew hummed as he licked and sucked Richard's dick.

I took his hips in my hands. Once my cock slid all the way in, Matthew wrapped his legs around me, begging me for more, but I didn't move. I watched Richard's ass in front of me. When he began shallow thrusts into Matthew's mouth, his ass clenching as he moved, I followed suit and relished the heat and pressure of Matthew surrounding my dick.

What would he feel like with nothing in the way? The idea of fucking bare had never been a possibility before. I never even considered what it would feel like, or whether or not I'd want it. It wasn't to be.

Damn. Now I want it. Can't stop thinking about it.

Then I couldn't think about anything other than the overwhelming sensations of my body. I pushed harder, trying my best to give Matthew the fuck he'd asked for.

I took him in my hand, loving the slide of him over my palm, the slight twitch and swell as I worked him faster. A few more pulls and a brush of the head and he came. His body tightened around me with each shiver of his pleasure, and the pressure finished me off fast.

“Matthew!” I screamed and plunged deep into him one last time.

It keeps getting better. How is that possible?

I wanted to fall forward and collapse onto him, but Richard still straddled him. I breathed deep and took in the scent of our combined release and the sound of Matthew's slick mouth working Richard's cock.

Richard gasped and his body stiffened. After a few deep breaths, he rolled off and lay on his back. “Damn.”

I ducked under Matthew's leg and dropped to the bed.

“Matthew, are you okay?” Richard asked. “Did I hurt you?”

I lifted my head. What the hell could be wrong?

“I'm fine,” Matthew said. “You didn't hurt me.”

“I try not to push in so hard. Not into someone's mouth. My dick isn't the biggest, but it isn't small.”

“Not complaining here. It's a beautiful dick.”

“Thanks. You didn't gag like most do, but I should have some self-control. You just melt me. You should teach a class or something.”

“Yep,” I said. “I believe I said he's addictive.”

“And sweet,” Richard said. “Don't forget sweet.”

I laughed through a satisfied sigh, the sound like nothing I'd ever heard from myself.

Matthew got out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. “Fuck you.” I couldn't look away from his tight ass, his lean