Page 14 of Room One Hundred and Twenty-Five: All Access

Gable

Watching the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen mounted on my brother’s cock like a goddess is amazing. Watching it while buried eight deep inside the man I’ve grown to love is a whole other level. When I planned tonight, I had no idea how deeply it would impact me. The way the three of us would connect, the way we’d find a woman as perfect a fit as Hazel.

“I’m gonna fill this tight ass with my cum. Then I’m gonna watch it leak out of you while you fuck our beauty over there. Clear?”

Ira’s eyes are hazy with lust, the ruined orgasm from before likely still cramping his muscles tight enough to make him sore tomorrow. That’s okay, though. He’ll get his reward soon enough.

“Please, can I come?” he whines.

“Not. Yet,” I grit through clenched teeth, my own orgasm so close it’s nearly unavoidable.

I keep my fist gripped around the end of his cock, fingers trapping the spongy head tight enough to keep his climax at bay. A quick glance to the side shows my brother rocking Hazel’s body over his own with a glacial slowness I could never manage in his place.

I know he’s got some lingering physical issues, but getting a hardon obviously isn’t one of them. The girl’s damn near cleaved in two by his meat, and instead of jealousy, all I feel is pride.

There’s so much we don’t know about her. So many secrets to uncover and facets of her personality to unveil. Knowing that does nothing to diminish the lightning-fast feelings of adoration for her that ignited almost from the first moment we met.

“She’s so hot and wet and tight, Ira. You’re going to miss out if you can’t hold on ’til it’s your turn to be in her.” Ridge’s encouragement carries a silky threat, almost a challenge.

“Trying!” Ira groans. The muscles of his body ripple and squeeze at my cock, drawing me deeper and milking at me.

“Almost, Ira. Almost.” I rock into him forcefully, nearly bending him in half and allowing the cum throbbing in my balls to bathe his insides with me. Every thrust angles me so his prostate is pegged with each forward movement.

I join our mouths in a deep kiss as my orgasm wanes. Shudders and shivers wrack my body, distracting me enough that Iras’s able to take control of the kiss. He sips at my lips, nipping along my jaw and soothing me, even as his own body rages in desperate need to come.

“Good boy,” Ridge praises him, providing the words I’m too winded to offer.

“Now, come get your prize.” He lifts Hazel high enough in his lap that his still hard erection slides out of her. It’s shining with her juices and his precum, glittering in the light.

“But you didn’t?” Hazel’s disappointment is tangible.

“I will. Don’t you worry,” he assures her. One day, I’m sure he’ll explain everything about his injury. Let her see his scars. For tonight, I can only trust him to find satisfaction in whatever way he can.

“Get on your knees, Princess.” Ridge tips her from his lap and gestures for Ira to move behind her. Once Ira’s in place, Ridge takes Ira’s dick in hand and guides it into Hazel’s soaked hole.

“Can I taste her on you?” Ira asks, breathlessly.

“What a good idea,” Ridge croons. He stands and angles his cock so Ira can mouth and suck at it.

“Not going to last. Gotta come,” Ira groans.

“You can come when she does,” Ridge orders.

“Then help me. Please.” Desperation makes Ira’s plea almost a sob.

“Gable, you want to provide the assist here?” my brother offers.

“Absolutely.” I crawl from the bed to the tangle of the three of them and drop to my back. It takes a bit of wiggling to position myself so I can lick at Hazel, my tongue glancing off Ira’s cock as his hips make aborted little thrusts into her.

He’s nearly crazed with urgency, and when I palm his heavy balls and give the slightest tug, he’s helpless to stop the freight train of orgasm. Thick, milky cum splashes from Hazel’s body onto my face beneath her. It’s a combination of Ira and Hazel, and the flavor surpasses anything I’ve ever experienced.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” my brother gasps. I hear the sound of Ira gagging and gulping, Ridge’s cum drowning him as he swallows it down.

Exhaustion slams into me. Judging by jumble of bodies that hit the floor all around me, I’m not the only one. There’s a massive, luxurious bed mere feet away. None of us make a move for it.

“You know we’re not letting you go in the morning. Right?” Ira says to Hazel.

“What does that mean?” she asks.

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