I drew the rest of his orgasm out, didn’t swallow, sucked him dry. He flopped back down against Ty, looking completely boneless, his arms dangling from Ty’s massive chest like a rag doll, and I crawled my way up the bed.
Chapter 12: Ty
Holding Ronnie tightly against me was hot, but doing it while he wriggled and squirmed with pleasure? It made me hard. Harder than I had been in a long time. My dick was trapped by my sweats and my boxers, but not quite trapped enough that I didn’t manage to notch it between Ronnie’s ass cheeks – or maybe it was him who managed to do that with all his squirming. Either way, my dick was pressed right there, between his pert cheeks, and every wriggle and rub and press brought me closer to the edge. I’d had to wrap my legs around his to restrict his movement, just so I could be sure that I wouldn’t blow in my boxers just from that.
And the sounds he made. I’d heard them before, just a couple of times, when the house had been silent and we’d both been in our rooms; I’d heard his whimpers as he touched himself, but I’d never heard them this loud, never beenmeantto hear them, never been pressed against his whole body while he made those sounds. It was so much better.
I’d managed to catch a glimpse of his dick, sticking straight up at the ceiling, as full and purple as I’d ever seen any dick. Our omega was desperate for us, and that in itself was a turn-on.
Add in the fact that it was Alder there, between his legs, driving him wild with his mouth, and I could barely hang on. My erection rubbed against Ronnie’s ass and the friction wasn’t quite enough, but it was so, so close. The heat coming from between Ronnie’s cheeks was intense, and I deliberately didn’t imagine sliding inside him because I wouldn’t have lasted.
Whatever Alder was doing was bringing Ronnie close. I recognised the change in his tone as he neared his climax. “He’s close,” I warned.
Alder lifted his eyes to mine while Ronnie babbled out desperate pleas. With years of silent communication, I knew Alder was checking in with me, and I gave a small nod. I wanted him to do this. Fuck, I was desperate for him to do this.
He lowered his head and, whatever he did, it tipped Ronnie over the edge completely. His body jerked uncontrollably in my arms, all along my chest and stomach and his ass cheeks squeezed my cock. I barely managed not to thrust up against him and finish myself off that way, but I wanted to do this with Alder. We needed to do this together.
Fuck, I hoped Alder was as turned on as I was. This… this was everything I’d ever wanted and more.
Eventually, Ronnie stopped shaking and went completely limp. He was draped over me like a blanket and the only movement was his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.
Alder crawled up the bed, looking sultry, and I watched in fascination as he leaned in to kiss me. It was a gentle touch of his lips, just brushing them against mine. Something about the sheer contrast between what we’d each done with Ronnie – Alder has sucked his dick to the back of his throat and my dick was one wriggle away from sliding right inside Ronnie’s ass, despite my sweats – made my kiss with Alder seem more intense. He was gentle with me, but I could feel the force of his love. I’d always been able to feel that, if I’d just known what it was. I had spent so long assuming that it was friendship, and that made me incredibly dumb.
Alder’s lips brushed against mine, sending tingles along the sensitive flesh. He could have pushed his tongue into my mouth at any time, since I was more than ready for that – we’d been waiting years already – but he didn’t. He seduced me all over again with soft kisses, gentle touches and, in the end, it was me who ran out of patience. I gave a grunt and opened my mouth to him.
Tasting him for the first time was a shock. Ronnie’s salty-and-sweet come lingered in his mouth and my hips bucked up of their own accord at the sensation of kissing Alder, my dick nestled between Ronnie’s cheeks, and both of them on my tongue.
We kissed for I don’t know how long, until Alder pulled away and moved down my chest to reach Ronnie’s mouth, too. Watching them kiss, feeling them press against me, made me wonder if they’d ever agree to fuck on top of me. I’d kill to have Alder sink into Ronnie right on top of me, fill him up while they both ground down on me.
My dick throbbed at the thought and Ronnie chuckled into Alder’s mouth. It was the sweetest sound.
“Ty’s getting impatient,” he said.
Alder leaned back and smirked at me. “Is he now?”
I nearly whined just like Ronnie, but I didn’t think it would be cute on me the way it was on him. But, seriously, I understood exactly what he was getting at when he whined for more of Alder’s touches.
Ronnie rolled off me and my whole front suddenly felt cold. My dick pushed up against my sweats, trapped behind two layers of fabric, which were both dark and wet. Ronnie covered his face with his hands but I could see the pinkness of his cheeks behind them.
“Oh my gosh, did I do that?”
I looked down. The wet spot at the head of my dick, that was probably of my own making. But the shiny slick soaking my whole crotch? That was his. No wonder it had felt so warm and snug in there, pressed against his leaking hole.
Alder leaned down and licked along my crotch, tasting the slick and rubbing his tongue over my sensitive length.
“Yes, you did. Lucky Ty.” The smile he gave Ronnie made me want to whine again. Ronnie’s hand came gradually down from his face and he looked adorably embarrassed and flustered.
Ronnie asked, “Are you, um, going to kiss again?”
From the interested look on his face, it was obvious that he wanted us to do that.Iwanted us to do that.
“Alder.” Ok, I hadn’t managed to contain that whine like I’d hoped.
Instead of kissing me, Alder grabbed his shirt and yanked it off over his head, flapping his arms to get them out of the sleeves when they got caught in the cuffs. It shouldn’t have been sexy. It really was.
Only when he was free of his shirt did he look at me. “Get naked, Ty.”
Oh, ok, I could do that.