Page 20 of Milked

“Let me taste him,” Knox said.

Finn teased some beads of pre-cum from me and swiped it over his thumb. He stood and headed toward his stepfather, holding out his thumb. Knox leaned forward and sucked on it.

Jesus.

Why was that so hot? They took everything I knew about sex and tossed it out the window, opening a door to a new world.

“He tastes sweet with surprisingly little bitterness. Similar to mine. Perfect. Would you like to taste him, baby?”

Finn nodded eagerly.

“Then go taste him. Show Ryder how well you suck cock.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Finn dropped back down to his knees in front of me, grabbed my dick at the base, and looked up at me before swiping his tongue over the tip. My body trembled, not only at the sensation of his soft, warm tongue, but seeing him down at my feet in deference to my cock.

As soon as his wet heat engulfed me, my eyes rolled into my head, and I had to grab fistfuls of his hair to keep him from moving for a second, or else I was going to blow way too soon.

“Fuck me…” I rasped. I rarely swore, but this moment called for it.

Knox chuckled. “You’re fucking his mouth. Use it as your personal hole. Finn can take it.”

“Yes, sir.”

With my hands pressed to the side of his head, I grabbed his ears and tested out a thrust.

“More,” Knox demanded.

I looked down at Finn, whose hands rested on his lap, allowing me to do whatever I wanted to him, so I eased my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth until my tip hit the back of his throat. He wiggled and adjusted until I sank deeper. His face turned red from the lack of oxygen, and his eyes blinked tears, but he didn’t lay a hand on me as I used him.

I quickly pulled out, and he gasped for breath. A long trail of saliva was attached from my tip to his now-swollen lips. He slurped it up and licked my tip clean. Oh god. Why was that so hot?

More.

“Yes, take more, Ryder,” Knox said.

Did I say that out loud?

Finn opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. I rested my dick on it, but instead of swallowing me down again, he licked me like one of his lollipops, from the base to the tip, around the head, and back down again, knowing each and every pressure point. I panted for breath, trying to remember to breathe as I got lost in his expert mouth.

Finn rested a hand on my upper thigh and slid it across my skin until he reached my ass. There, he slipped a finger into my crease and grazed my hole. A whimper slipped out of me, but I was too aroused to care.

“I think he likes that. Make him cum now, baby. I want to see Ryder get wrecked by your perfect mouth. Wet your finger and stick it in his hole as you do it,” Knox said.

Finn removed his finger and put it in his mouth, getting it wet before he returned it to my ass and sunk it deep into my hole. My eyes rolled again at the sensation. I often fingered myself whenever I masturbated to get a feel of what it would be like having a man there, but what Finn was doing to me was an entirely different ball game. He swallowed me deeper and started to bob his head as he thrust his finger in and out. With his other hand, he fondled my balls, gently squeezing them as he sucked me down.

The triple sensations had all my blood rushing to my cock and my nuts drawing tight. I was honestly surprised I’d held out so long. Maybe it had only been mere seconds. That was how lost I was in Finn’s mouth.

With each bob of his head, I thrust deeper into his mouth, repeatedly hitting his throat. He gagged around me, squeezing and sucking the inevitable orgasm out of me.

“Cum, Ryder.” Knox’s voice sounded echoey in my ears, like a distant memory, but his tone commanded attention and obedience.

He must have known I was close because suddenly, I exploded seemingly out of nowhere into Finn’s mouth. He caught my load as my body shivered and goosebumps burst across my skin, as if my very flesh had orgasmed. I shut my eyes as he milked every last drop from my oversensitive dick.

When I started coming down from my arousing high, Knox said, “Don’t swallow it, Finn. Share it.”

I couldn’t tell what he meant in my fevered brain, but it soon became clear when Finn stood, grabbed both sides of my face, and pulled me close.

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