Page 43 of Breakneck
“Zach, you sure?” I rasped, eyes locked with Lothair.
What the fuck am I doing?
“Fuck, yes! I could almost take your fist, remember?”
Lothair arched his eyebrows, a wolfish grin stretching his reddened lips.
He dragged his briefs down and lined up with Zach’s rim.
“Fist, huh? Have you been busy on Sundays, Terrance?”
“Shut up and put your dick in there.” I had no patience for his teasing. I wanted to feel him. I needed it.
His firm cockhead brushed the base of my erection, and I let out a needy moan.
Zach lifted a little, and Lothair pushed two fingers into his hole alongside my cock.
“Yeah, you can take it. Such a nice, soft hole.”
He caressed the underside of my cock as he pulled his finger out.
“Such a fat, hard dick,” he said. Then he bit his lower lip and, holding my gaze, he began working himself inside.
I held my breath. I’d already come, but with the overwhelming pressure on the underside of my cock, exactly where my dormant knot sat, I could blow again in seconds.
Zach’s rim gave way, and Lothair slid inside.
His cock glided through my cum, stroking me, caressing me…
A guttural moan spilled out of my mouth as I threw my head back.
I’d never felt anything like it.
Lothair’s hard cock rubbing mine in the confines of Zach’s hot, slippery flesh was the epitome of pleasure.
Zach’s cries carried, high-pitched, and Lothair and I grunted and groaned. The leather bed creaked.
Zach came after only a few thrusts. His hole spasmed around us, dousing our dicks with a bucketload of fresh slick. It soaked my balls.
Lothair gripped the back of my neck and thrust harder. His face scrunched up as if in pain, then it smoothed out.His eyes fell shut, and his lips formed a perfectO. An ideal shape for a filthy kiss.
I felt his cum flooding Zach’s insides and coating my exposed cockhead. My dick jerked against his.
He paused deep inside, shuddered… and opened his eyes.
A deep exhale.
His irises looked like an evening sky during a storm.
“Get up,” he ordered.
We stood, lifting Zach, impaled on our dicks.
“Together, c’mon.”
We moved in sync, thrusting up, and Zach gasped. His hole made loud squelching noises as our cocks shuttled in and out.
He came again. And again.
