Page 64 of Sweet Shots

Storm is a true switch. He’s so easy-going in the bedroom. Basically anything turns him on. If he’s with a guy who’s dominant, he easily gets into the submissive role. If he’s with a guy who likes to bottom, he has no problem topping. He’ll take your praise, your demands, all of it. He’s just a horny motherfucker.

“Thank you for allowing your boyfriend to touch my dick, Mikah. And for letting me touch his, because I’m going to. Real fucking soon, my dick is going to be stroking his, while we fuck your ass together.” There’s a short pause. “How’s that?”

Did I mention he’s cocky as fuck? I love it.

“So good,” Mikah answers, his head falling back on his shoulders with a groan.

“You better not come on his dick,” I say. “When you come again, it’ll be when I say. You got that?”

I wait for a response, and when I don’t get one, I slap his ass, then move around the bed, grip his jaw and force him to look at me. “I said, do you got that?”

He smirks, licking his lips.

“Maybe,” he taunts. I suck in a breath.

“You’re such a brat.”

“You love it,” he responds, eyes glinting with humor.

“Damn right I do.”

His eyes light up, and I lean in to kiss him, sliding my tongue into his mouth to find his. He kisses me back eagerly, and when I pull away, he whines.

“You’re amazing,” I whisper, then move behind him again, grabbing the bottle of lube to prepare him for my dick. With my hand on the middle of his back, I urge him down. “Bend over more.” I drag my finger from Storm’s balls and up his shaft. His toes curl, and I laugh to myself as I slide my finger around Mikah’s hole. He shivers and slows his movements as I work my finger inside him, beside Storm’s dick.

“If you want my cock in here too, you need to relax,” I say softly.

He’s breathing heavily. So is Storm. I can taste the anticipation from everyone in the room. I drag my finger back and forth along Storm’s cockhead, just inside Mikah’s hole, trying to stretch him out a little more so I can fit inside him too.

I’ve never done this, but I don’t want to tell him that. I don’t know if Storm has, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he has. Either way, we’ll figure it out. Because I want in this ass too. I love seeing how willing Mikah is to please me; how much he enjoys it. Hopefully he doesn’t regret any of this tomorrow. Hopefully this isn’t ruining our relationship before it really gets started. But I’m not worrying about any of that nonsense because thereare more important things at hand. Right now, I need to focus on fitting my dick in this tight ass.

I climb onto the bed, pouring lube pretty much everywhere. My hand, my dick, Storm’s dick, Mikah’s ass… There’s never enough lube. Putting my hand on Mikah’s back, I urge him forward a little more.

“Just relax, baby. Let me in,” I say, pressing my dick against Storm’s and urging it up toward Mikah’s hole. I grab his hip with one hand to keep him where I need him, while I use the other to help my dick stay in place and not slide all over. “Jerk his dick, Storm. Help him relax, but donotmake him come.”

I know it the second Storm does as I say. I feel it in Mikah’s body. He loosens up, moans more.

“Slow down, Storm,” I warn. “He’s close.”

“Fuck,” Mikah hisses.

“He’s so hard, Dom,” Storm tells me. “Pretty sure if he comes, he’ll still be hard.”

“Don’t care,” I say. “I’m not ready for him to come yet.”

I push Mikah up, so Storm’s dick pops out. Mikah growls in frustration.

“Don’t worry, we’re going back in together.”

What I was trying wasn’t quite working, so I have another plan. I shift, getting closer to them, and grab Storm’s dick, pressing our heads together, then lining them up at Mikah’s needy hole. I have him sit up a little more to angle him better.

“Ease your way down, baby. You got this. You can take us both. I know you want to.”

“I do,” he says, slowly easing his way down.

I help him get the right spot, pressing our cocks inside him, and when we enter him, it’s fucking heaven.

“Fuck, this is so tight,” I say.

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