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Cole started laughing, but he stopped as soon as Jason helped me line myself up with his hole and push inside. Then the laughs became groans. I panted, trying not to think about his heat sucking me in, squeezing my dick.
Jason clamped a forearm across my chest and leaned me against Cole’s legs again. Cole angled his legs so my weight was on his knees and his feet were clamped around my waist. As Jason pressed into me, I spread my own legs so Jason and Cole were supporting me.
“Oh, my god. This is going to go fast, guys.” Jason’s cock had felt huge in my mouth, and I could now say without a doubt it was the biggest one I’d ever taken. The pleasure/pain was all-consuming, and I could feel my face scrunch up and my mouth silently open as I tried to relax around him.
Cole murmured to me, “You’re doing so good, baby. Jason’s got a monster cock, I know. But you can take it.”
Finally he was fully seated. “Give me a minute,” I wheezed out. My cock had softened, but Cole started clenching around me and suddenly I was on my way back to fully hard. “Oh, my God. Yes, move now, Jason. Fuck!”
He slowly pulled out of me, and his hand on my hip moved my dick out of Cole at the same time.Holy shit!
Then Jason pushed back in, pegging my prostate, and I shouted as the pleasure from my ass and the pleasure from my dick overwhelmed me and I tried to push back and thrust within the confines of the tiny space between Jason and Cole, but Jason was holding me so my feet were barely touching the floor and I had no leverage. All I could do was wait for Jason to move me. Like I was his toy for fucking Cole.
Then Jason moved his hand from my hip to touch Cole’s asshole where my dick was sliding into him. That was it for me and Cole. My orgasm rolled through my entire body. I vaguely heard Cole crying out as he clenched around me. Jason continued to pound into me, making me pound into Cole as best I could with my softening dick. Jason shouted, and the warmth of his cum was enough to make my dick valiantly twitch again, but I was wrung dry.
We all paused for a moment, pressed together in a human sandwich, sweaty, sticky and panting. Finally Jason eased himself out of me and I whined as he helped me move back from Cole. Cole groaned as he was at last able to straighten his legs and let them hang over the end of the bed. Jason held me upright as I tried to get my own legs to work.
“So,” Jason purred into my ear, “Did that meet with your approval?”
Chapter Forty-Eight
Cole
By the time we’d all showered – sadly, Spence’s mom’s guest bathroom could only fit one of us at a time – we only had a few minutes before Spence was due back. I started putting together sandwiches while Jason and Will hung out in the living room.
When I heard Spence’s car pull up in the driveway, I went outside to help with the bags.
“Thanks, man! By your clothed status, I’m assuming it’s safe to go inside?” He leered at me.
“Jealousy does not become you, my friend.” He loaded me up with his purchases and I preceded him into the house. As soon as he shut the door, Will’s voice floated from the living room.
“Harder! Yes, right there!”
Spence turned on me and complained, “You said it was safe!”
I started laughing. “I did not say anything of the kind!”
Will must have heard us. “Oooohh, yes, Jason. You are a god!”
When Jason started laughing too, Spence dropped his bags and stomped into the living room where Jason was massaging Will’s back. Will had his shirt off, but they were both decent.
I saw Spence hesitate, no doubt noticing Will’s scars, but he recovered quickly and yelled, “Just for that, I am not helping you bathe the cat!” Then he stomped back into the kitchen to help me unload the bags.
“Once we get this stuff unpacked, the sandwiches are ready,” I called out. I emptied the bags so Spence could put everything away. “Thanks for stopping by the pet store.” I’d asked him to get pet shampoo and nail trimmers for Dave. “Aww, you got toys too!” There were adorable catnip mice and a feather teaser. “He’s going to love them. I think. We haven’t really seen him play, since we’ve been traveling.”
“Well, I figured he might need something to distract him after his bath. He might be really pissed off.”
“Well, he’s been remarkably chill about riding in the car in a box, so hopefully a bath won’t faze him too much.”
Spence finished putting the groceries away. “That’s on you guys now. I am so not helping.”
“Sorry. It really wasn’t planned for you to walk in on that.” I snickered.
“Hey,” Spence’s tone dropped and I knew what was coming. “What happened to Will’s back? Is that from getting shot?”
I shook my head. “No, not most of it. He was in a pretty bad accident a year or so ago. His back was messed up from that, and then getting shot in the shoulder didn’t improve things.” Spence winced in sympathy.
“Man, I can’t imagine already having a bad back and then having to favor one shoulder and arm like that.” He crossed his right arm in front of him like it was in a sling. “And then a long car ride on top of that? No wonder he needs a massage.” He turned back toward the living room.
