Page 72 of Kylan

“I already did that,” I said, needing them to know I was a good boy.

“You’ll need more,” Leon said. “We don’t want to hurt you.”

While Marek slicked us all up, I tried to clear my mind.

I wanted this. I needed this so fucking bad. I expected the stretch, the burn. I was prepared for that. Because if it meant they were in me together, then I was more than willing.

“Okay, baby doll,” Marek murmured. “Daddy’s ready for you. You can tell us at any time to stop, and we will.”

I nodded, and with Leon holding my hands, I sank down on his hard cock. He was big, and most of the time he fucked me after Marek because then I was adequately stretched for him, so I knew taking both was going to be a lot...

The butt plug had stretched me, Marek’s cock had stretched me, and Leon felt so good... the way he gritted his teeth, the way his nostrils flared. The way he kept completely still...

His self-control turned me on.

Marek pushed my shoulders down and Leon quickly put his arms around me.

This was my favourite position. One of them holding me while the other fucked me...

But now I was about to take both.

Marek shuffled in behind me, rubbing my back. “Take a deep breath, sweetheart,” he said.

Then he was pushing for entry.

My body recoiled because there was no way, no way I could take them both.

But Leon held me still, his strong arms around me, his gentle voice in my ear. “You can take us,” he whispered. “Take both your daddies, just like you wanted. I know you can.”

Marek had one hand on my back, one gripping my hip, and he pushed in. The breach was too much. They were too big, too much. I cried out, the need to tell them to stop was on the tip of my tongue.

But then I saw Leon’s face.

The pleasure, the intensity, the wonder.

His nostrils flared, his neck corded with restraint, his body trembling. He looked fraught with pleasure, his mouth open in surprise.

And to know that I’d made this big strong man lose his composure, that I’d made him look like that. That I’d brought him pleasure like that...

I forgot my own pain for a minute.

And then Marek began to move, to control our bodies, and there was no pain at all.

I was so full. I was so open.

Both their cocks sliding in a tug of war of pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” Leon cried, his fingers digging into my hips. “I need to come already. Fuck, Marek your cock feels so good. Kylan, baby. You’re so fucking perfect.”

Then Marek wrapped an arm around my chest, forcing me to lean back, forcing the angles to change. Forcing me to shudder and cry out.

Forcing Leon to come.

His back arched, rigid and straining, his hands gripping me, pulling me onto him while he drove his cock up...

Pulsing and shooting his load so fucking deep.

Marek groaned and bucked his hips, swelling and surging; he came with a roar like I’d never heard from him.

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