Page 55 of Milked

After a few minutes of rimming me, I was completely relaxed, and the crowd was soon forgotten, among other things.

He gently pulled me off Finn and eased me onto my back.

“We’re not going to tell you what we’re doing from here on out. Just feel, Sweet Boy. Just feel and experience.”

“Yes, sir…”

My cock throbbed in anticipation. Whatever they had planned for me, I knew it would be the ultimate pleasure. I fully trusted my guys.

Myguys?

Yes, they were mine. And I wanted to be theirs, if they would have me.

Someone, who I assumed was Finn, grabbed my legs from behind and pulled them back as Knox grabbed a wrist. He bound my wrist to my ankle, and I felt the bar across the back of my leg. Then he attached my other wrist to my leg. I was bound, my legs and arms spread out, exposing my opened ass to the world.

The man in front of me, I assumed, was Knox. He grabbed my cock, giving it a few pulls, making me grateful for the friction and attention. But before I could beg for more, he let me go. I may have whined because he chuckled.

“Look at our Sweet Boy, baby. He’s so eager for this.”

“He’s perfect, Daddy. I love watching how he gives in to us and allows us to do whatever we want to him.”

“Indeed.”

For a moment, there was nothing. No one was touching or moving me, and then I heard it. Kissing. They were kissing each other, and for the first time since we started this, I wanted the mask removed to watch them. While they loved watching me, I also thought they were beautiful together. Their love for each other was obvious. I wanted a piece of that.

Finn sat down behind me, resting my head on his groin, holding back my wrists and ankles even more. It must be the moment Knox would fuck me with his slightly scary cock, but if Finn could take him, so could I.

Knox spread lube over my hole, using his fingers to probe and stretch me. I got lost in his expert touch, feeling my ass loosen more and more, accepting him. He shoved a finger deep inside me, and then the pleasurable electric current coursed through me as he hit that hot button. He rubbed and massaged it, pulling groans from me. I wanted to thrust, but I couldn’t move with Finn holding me, keeping me in place, allowing Knox to do this thing. Admittedly, the helplessness at being unable to do anything was a turn-on

And fuck, could someone please touch my dick?

Knox kept massaging my prostate, pushing and pulling pre-cum from me, cooling on my skin.

He had me so relaxed, yet tight with arousal, that my hole accepted three of his fingers. It stretched and burned a little, but Knox met very little resistance.

His fingers were suddenly yanked from me, and I was desperate to cling to them.

“Are you ready for me, Sweet Boy?”

“Yes… please, sir.”

He lined up the head of his cock to my hole as Finn had my legs practically folded against me. Unlike what he usually did with Finn, he didn’t just shove it in there. Knox was careful with me, just as he promised.

I had no awareness of anything beyond Finn holding me and Knox penetrating me. There were absolutely no thoughts of the crowd watching or of my pain. It was just the three of us experiencing pleasure in its purest form. It was hypnotic and primal.

Knox had me so relaxed and at ease, working me open perfectly, that it didn’t take him long to be fully seated. Was he huge, and did it hurt? Absolutely. But if he hadn’t worked me open, he wouldn’t have gotten that far.

I panted, and my heart raced, breathing through the burning and stretching. I felt… full. Full of cock. He didn’t move at all as I adapted to him, which strangely didn’t take long at all. Once I felt no pain, I calmed down.

“Fuck, Precious. Our Ryder here took me beautifully.”

“I knew he would, Daddy. Look at how stretched his hole is.”

“Fucking stunning,” Knox rasped. “Now do your thing, baby.”

Before Knox started fucking me, Finn eased my head off him and moved around. I sensed him hovering over my face, and then I felt the head of his dick touch my lips, leaving a trail of sticky pre-cum. I licked it off, tasting the bitter earthiness, wanting more, so I stuck out my tongue.

As soon as Finn eased his cock down my throat, I gagged, but breathed through it. That was when Knox started fucking me, and he wasn’t gentle about it as he’d been earlier. He was as commanding and completely owning me as always.

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