“Oh, my god,” Jeff said. “I just realized we’re going to be child-free until late Sunday. That’s the longest stretch of nakey time we’ve had in months!”
Brandon laughed and pulled him in for a kiss. “You’re just now figuring that out?”
“I’m on some heavy-duty medications, Master. I blame them.”
“True.” Brandon gave Jeff a gentle shove, sending him back onto the bed. “I think you get to be bottom-bottom tonight. If you’re feeling up to it?”
Jeff grabbed Brandon’s hand and put it on his bulge, which had already started growing. “I’m feeling up to it.”
He grinned. “Good boy.”
“Me in the middle, Master?” Stuart asked.
“Nope.” He pulled him in for a kiss. “Mein the middle. I think a certain good boy should get to fuckmyass tonight. You’re in desperate need of throwing a good fuck, I’m in desperate need of receiving one, so everyone’s a winner.”
Stuart finally smiled for him. “Yes, Master.”
Brandon wasted no time getting Jeff naked, with Stuart’s eager help. The only good thing about his health issues was that they could tag-team the man without any protests from him, loving up on him, without him having to put any work into it.
They explored his body with lips and tongues, fingers stroking, building heat and need for all three of them in the process. Brandon loved this, being able to shut either man’s brain down for a while, show them how he felt.
Words could never be enough to express how much he loved them. Ever.
Bothof them.
With Jeff’s cock hard and throbbing and the man begging for more, Brandon and Stuart finally stripped and prepared. Stuart grabbed the towels while Brandon enjoyed going down on Jeff, teasing him some more, enjoying the needy tones in his voice as he begged for release.
Brandon grabbed the lube and had more fun getting Jeff’s ass ready, licking and sucking his cock even as he scissored two fingers inside him. Meanwhile, behind Brandon, Stuart was having similar fun with him. And with every move Stuart made, it drew moans from Brandon that were transmitted straight into Jeff’s cock.
Finally, Stuart and Brandon both donned condoms. Jeff spread his legs wide, pulling them back, holding himself open for Brandon. Once Brandon had eased his cock deep inside Jeff, with Jeff’s legs wrapped around his waist, he paused, waiting for Stuart to get into position.
Below him, Jeff stared up at him with his sweet hazel eyes looking glazed and full of need.
“My good boy.” Brandon smiled down at him. “Been a while since I got to fuck this sweet ass.”
Jeff’s hands reached for him, pulling him in for a kiss as his hard cock rubbed between them. “Please fuck me, Sir.”
“Oh, I will. Let our boy get into position.” Brandon didn’t want to start moving yet anyway. What Stuart was doing to him felt too damn good already, before he even started thrusting.
Stuart’s hands stroked Brandon’s back, settling on his hips. “Okay, Master.” His voice sounded strained, tense. “Maybe you should do the moving?”
Brandon snickered and glanced back at him. “You close already?”
“Yes, Sir. Sorry.”
Instead, he leaned in and sucked on Jeff’s lower lip. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“Please, fuck me hard.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Ineedit hard tonight. Please?”
Brandon slid his hands under Jeff’s shoulders, cupping the top of them as he stared down into his eyes. Like that, Jeff’s cock was perfectly trapped between them.
“Free for all, boys. Come as you can.” Brandon slowly started fucking Jeff, Stuart adjusting his position a little so Brandon was actively fucking himself back and forth, between Stuart’s cock and Jeff’s ass.
As Brandon picked up the pace and force of his thrusts, Jeff held on tighter, his breaths short and shallow as he tried to get there, to get off like that. Both men really enjoyed it when Brandon could fuck one out of them without touching their cocks in the process. Although with Jeff’s cock currently getting a slight assist, it still counted. Technically.