Page 180 of Bliss & Her Idols

Wow, he has no gag reflex.

“Fuck,” I murmur.

He clearly has practiced thisa lotwith Jin.

When Torin starts to bob his head, Cricket whimpers.

Cricket wraps his hand around the base of Torin’s cock and controls how much he can cope with. To begin with, he explores Torin’s balls, then he kisses the head of Torin’s cock.

Torin moves to lick over the underside of the tip.

Cricket’s eyelashes flutter. He copies Torin’s movements on Torin’s cock.

Both men are now giving each other the same pleasure and exploring what feels best.

Encouraged, Torin lowers his head to nuzzle Cricket’s balls. Then he licks slowly from Cricket’s taint to the tip of his cock. Cricket does the same back to Torin.

I whine.

I’m trembling.

I’m going to come.

How close are my men?

Now, they’re sucking each other with a desperation like a vow.

It’s as if they’re licking and kissing and sucking to show that the other one is still there and always will be.

The two man appear to be connecting on a deep level. They’re focused on the giving and receiving of pleasure with neither above the other, despite one being an Alpha and the other an Omega.

Remembering that Jin and Torin had their first time together in this position makes me finger myself faster.

It brings Jin into our bed, as I daydream all three men’s first times, while Jin’s voice sings like his soul sprung to life.

Then, unexpectedly, Cricket’s hips hump erratically.

His orgasm appears to have caught him by surprise because he pulls off Torin’s cock.

“I’m c-c-coming…” He tries to warn, yanking at Torin.

Torin shakes Cricket’s hand away, as he swallows every drop with a satisfied snarl.

When he shoves away from Cricket, he looks like he’s the one who has come, despite the fact that he’s still as hard as ever.

He wipes a tear of cum from his lips and feeds it to a hazy eyed Cricket.

He pushes sweaty hair out of Cricket’s eyes, massaging his shoulders. “You were perfect, mo stoirin. Did you like it?”

“Hmm.” Cricket hums, smiling. “Can we try it again?”

“Every day for the rest of your life.”

It’s left unspoken that none of us know how long that will be.

Torin leans down, manhandling Cricket to lie in a satisfied, satiated tangle of tanned limbs next to me.

“Hey, Bee.” Cricket kisses me. “I learned a new skill.”

---