Page 32 of Burning Up

Toby crawled sensuously across the floor toward Matt.

“Take his cock in your mouth, Toby. I want you to reward him for being so patient.”

Matt gasped, clenching and unclenching his hands at his sides as Toby wrapped a hand around his cock and guided it to his mouth.

“Matt, you can touch him, use him,” Bryce said, smiling at the fact Matt had waited for permission.

Matt grabbed the sides of Toby’s head and thrust into his mouth. Toby didn’t falter. He just opened up and took what Matt had to give. It was all over too quickly. Bryce had no doubt Matt could have brought himself off with a few strokes of his cock, and the suction of Toby’s mouth had to be far more stimulating that Matt’s own hand.

Matt braced himself on Toby’s shoulders. “Toby, help him onto the bed.”

Toby got to his feet, but he was nearly as wobbly as Matt. They stumbled toward the bed together. Matt flopped onto the mattress and scooted up toward the headboard.

“You ready to be fucked?” Bryce asked him.

His eyes widened. “Yes, please.”

Matt’s cock had never completely softened, and Toby was fully hard again.

“Lube and condoms are in that drawer.” Bryce gestured toward the nightstand. Toby extracted the supplies while Bryce undressed.

“Help him relax,” Bryce ordered Toby.

Toby climbed on the bed and snuggled in against Matt. He cupped Matt’s face with one hand and kissed him. Matt groaned into the kiss as Bryce worked a slick finger into his ass.

Matt’s body gripped Bryce tight, but he pushed in farther, working him open, adding another finger. “You okay with this?” he asked Matt as he slid his fingers from Matt’s body and grabbed a foil packet.

Matt nodded vigorously.

“Then get ready to be fucked more thoroughly than you ever have.”

Toby sat up. “I want to watch him open you up, baby.”

Matt nodded again, apparently beyond speech.

Bryce pushed Matt’s legs up to his chest. Toby reached out a tentative hand. “Go ahead,” Bryce said, grinning.

Toby took Bryce’s cock and stroked it a few times. “So fucking thick,” he murmured.

“Fuck,” Matt said.

“Yes,” Toby agreed as he guided Bryce’s cock to Matt’s entrance while Bryce held on to Matt’s legs. When Toby let go and sat back, Bryce thrust and Matt cried out, tensing a little but nothing like the first time they’d fucked.

Bryce forced himself to hold still once he was all the way in. He watched Matt, seeing the tension on his face, then watching it slowly ease. Toby snuggled against him and lazily caressed one of Matt’s nipples.

“More,” Matt said, the word barely audible.

Bryce slid out, fighting back a groan as Matt’s ass gripped his cock, not wanting to let go. He forced himself to go slow, wanting Matt desperate before he got rough. In and out, the pace excruciating. Sweat dripped down Matt’s face, and Toby watched, mesmerized. Matt squeezed his eyes shut, twisting and fighting Bryce’s hold, trying to thrust, trying to go faster. He sank his teeth into his lower lip, holding back the cries Bryce was sure were ready to burst forth.

“Stop holding back.”

Matt shook his head.

“He’s stubborn,” Toby said, his voice low and raw with need.

“Open your eyes,” Bryce commanded.

Matt obeyed, locking gazes with him. His eyes flashed with passion and anger. “Fuck me.”

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