Page 10 of For the Boys

“No gag reflex. I like that,” he shudders. “I think Drew would like it too.

I nod with a full mouth before he removes himself again then reaches down and grips my chin between his pointer and thumb and turns my head left.

I’m eye to eye with Drew’s length and, god, is it intimidating. It’s long and thick and perfectly pink with the slightest tuft of dark hair at the base. Licking my lips, I open again and let him skate the velvet of his flesh into my mouth. I can already feel my jaw protesting with the motion, but I don’t stop him. I don’t want to.

Looking up, I watch as he fucks my face and it makes me proud. This man who is normally so kept to himself and quiet is practically coming undone above me and it’s so damn hot. Seeing the muscles in his stomach tighten and release as he holds his breath between thrusts has me pressing my knees together.

Drew reaches down and fists my hair roughly, making sure my head is held still, then picks up his pace. Over and over, he rams into my mouth until my eyes are watering and the sound of wet skin slapping is the only thing I can hear.

“Wrap your lips around me tighter, Tilly. I’m so close and want to come down your throat,” he practically cries. “Are you going to swallow every drop?”

I nod the best I can then tighten the hold my lips have on him, then flick my tongue over the underside of his length every time he pulls back. I’ve never swallowed before, never really had any want to try it, but for him–for them–I have a feeling I’d do anything.

Three more pumps is all it takes before he does exactly what he said. Warm cum coats the back of my mouth and trails down my throat. Pulse after pulse I can feel a new stream hitting the back of my tongue. I do my best to swallow every last drop like he wanted, but it’s hard with him still in my mouth.

Finally removing himself, I can feel the remnants of his orgasm mingled with my spit leak down the side of my mouth. I don’t try and swipe it away, not like I could even if I wanted to, but I don’t have to. Vincent gathers it on his pointer and ring finger then shoves it into his mouth.

“I’ve always liked the way you taste,” he remarks, scooting closer toward me.

“Fuck,” Isaac lets out, fisting his cock on top of my chest as Vincent takes his turn with my mouth.

Vincent doesn’t start off slowly like Drew and Isaac. Instead, he propels forward, over and over, never slowing his pace. He’s the longest of them all and my throat feels it. With every thrust I swear he hits further and further down, depriving me of air and making my eyes water even more.

I bare my teeth and graze his shaft with them lightly, then smile around him as goosebumps break out over his skin. Isaac pumps himself in tempo with Vincent fucking my face, brushing the skin of my chest with every stroke. I want more though. I want to touch them with my hands and grab them viciously. I want to mark them with my nails just so everyone knows exactly what happened when we walk out of this room, but my arms are still pinned. Instead, I clutch the sides of my thighs, feeling my skin break under my nails and blood start to pool.

“You suck dick so good, baby,” Vincent praises, and it has my hold tightening even more.

“So fucking good,” Isaac echoes, letting his head fall back as he continues to stroke himself.

Their words keep me going despite my jaw feeling like it’s ready to lock and my throat being more than sore. I swallow more, bucking the tip of Vincent’s cock further into my throat, and moan around him, and that’s all it takes.

The moment Vincent starts to quiver and come so does Isaac. Cum splashes onto my face and drips down my chin to my chest, as VIncent’s seed coats my mouth like Drew’s did not even twenty minutes before. And all I can think is I’m in fucking heaven. Dirty, lusty, sloppy, heaven.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Isaac finally crawlsoff me and I can move. I rub my throat knowing it will do nothing to alleviate the soreness I’m already feeling, then swipe at the cum dripping on my face.

Drew moves to the edge of the bed quickly and grabs his shirt from the floor then comes back to me. “You did so good, Tilly,” He whispers, kissing my cheek softly as he wipes the remnants of Isaac off my face.

“Too fucking good. I’m drained,” Isaac laughs from the foot of the bed, reaching into his pocket.

He pulls out a crumpled cigarette pack and brings one of the menthol cigarettes to his mouth before digging in his other pocket for a lighter. Once he sparks it, Vincent snatches the pack from his hand and pulls half a blunt from deep inside it. When he lights it, the room becomes hazy, but I’m thankful for the small break they’re awarding me. Only, it doesn’t last long.

Once my face is as clean as it will get, Drew pushes Vincent and Isaac out of the view of the camera and grabs my ankles. He pulls me down roughly, then turns me so we’re horizontal with the camera making my ass land in the very center, before spreading my legs.

“I know you didn’t think we were done, Tilly.”

I flash him a smile and drop my knees open even more. “I was hoping you weren’t.”

He lowers himself between my legs and brushes his lips over my collar bone. “I can still taste him on you,” he comments, jutting his tongue out. “And I fucking love it.”

I trail my hand up the nape of his neck and lace my fingers into his hair, holding him in place. His lips are hot on my skin and I don’t want them to move. I want him to pepper me with them and kiss me on every inch of my body.

He makes his way to my neck and keeps progressing until his lips are planted on my jaw. He kisses me sloppily, licking me in the process, until finally moving to my lips. I open my mouth and welcome him inside, wanting him to run his tongue over mine so he can really taste both the boys and himself on me.

Our tongues battle for a moment, clashing over and over, until his teeth catch my bottom lip. He bites down roughly and I whine, but the pain disappears quickly. He releases me and licks his tongue over the bite before laying one last kiss on my lips.

“You ready for me, Tilly? Because I don’t think I can wait any more.”

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