The House Boy Ch. 13

As he wrapped his lips around a thick shaft, he slid a finger inside Oliver at the same time. “Oh god,” Oliver cried out.

Head bobbing up and down quicker, keeping his lips wrapped tightly to his shaft, he could easily swallow his entire length, but once he had two fingers inside his arse, he knew he was barely seconds from exploding. Steven found his prostate with ease, and Oliver barely lasted thirty seconds, Steven ready for the climax. He gulped down the cum of his new young lover, continuing to suck his cock until he felt it going soft in his mouth.

Kissing back up his body, he noticed Oliver’s eyes were wet. “No-one’s ever made me feel this good,” he whispered, “I was just pumped and dumped each time.”

“You won’t have that again living with us, Ollie. Even though it sounds like it’s just sex, you’ll feel loved.”

“Can you make love to me now?”

“Of course. I’m not going to last long either.”

After lubing up his cock, he did turn back to see Andrew between Damian’s legs, sucking the cock of his boyfriend. Damian glanced his way and smiled. “Same idea. He’s going to make me cum then make love to me, Stevie.”

“Good. We might have to swap as I’m fucking you later, gorgeous.”

Turning back to Oliver, he’d found a cushion he could rest his head on, spreading his legs so Steven could slide between them. Pressing the head of his cock against Oliver, he could feel how tight he was, ever so slowly pushing the head of his cock inside him. Both gasped when he was finally inside him, taking even longer to slide every inch of his cock inside him. Once he was buried, he leaned down to kiss his new lover.

“How does that feel?”

“Wonderful, Stevie.” Running his hands up to his back, he smiled as Steven started to gently thrust into him. “Oh, I like that a lot. My god…”

Steven certainly enjoyed Oliver. As tight as Damian, just as loving, and unbelievably cute. Again, there was a reason they’d chosen the two boys they’d invited that night. The guys back at the house were going to love them. Feeling Oliver dig fingers into his back, he heard a whispered, “Fuck me, Stevie.”

Moving faster, he leaned down to kiss Oliver again, both of them moaning softly. Breaking the kiss, Oliver whimpered again, asking him not to stop. Steven didn’t want to either but he could feel the tingle in his balls. He knew an orgasm was going to arrive. He stopped a couple of times to stop it, before Oliver asked if he wanted to take him the other way.

Ending up on his knees, head resting on the cushion, Steven mounted his new lover immediately. Oliver moaned loudly, Steven resting his head on his shoulder. “I love your tight little arse already, Ollie,” he growled into his ear.

“Fuck me. Please fuck me,” he begged, “Can you fuck me again?”

“Of course, but there are others who are going to love you too.”

“I’ll sign it. I promise I’ll sign it. But you and Damian…”

“I know, sweetie. Damian and I knew as soon as you both sat at the table with us.”

Steven kept pumping him until there was nothing he could do. He was going to cum. He warned Oliver that the last couple of minutes, he was going to fuck him hard. Oliver didn’t care by then, far too turned on and almost desperate to feel Steven cum inside him. Grabbing his hands, he held them by his head as he really started to pound his young lover, who whimpered and moaned the entire time.

“Fuck yes!” Steven cried out as he came. It was such a relief, and so draining, he practically collapsed onto his young lover, Oliver with it enough to carefully lower himself down to rest together. Finally pulling out as his cock went soft, he laid on his side, the lounge easily wide enough for Oliver to spoon back against him. Only then could they hear Damian and Andrew making love, glancing to see Damian leaning back on the lounge, Andrew kneeling on the floor, fucking him gently. Steven couldn’t help smile as the two made out at the same time.

“Give me ten or so minutes, and I’ll be rock hard again, Ollie.” He answered by simply snuggling back, ensuring Steven was hugging him tightly. To his amusement, Oliver began to press back against him, wiggling his arse. It worked, as Steven felt his cock stirring to life rather quickly. “You’re a naughty little boy, Ollie,” he breathed into his ear, biting his earlobe and then nibbling at his neck, earning a giggle.

“This is what I’ve always wanted,” he whispered, “Someone just to cuddle me.”

Oliver gave him time to get hard. Sitting back once his cock was lubed up, he had Oliver straddle his lap, watching his face as he carefully slid down his cock. Once he bottomed out, he had him wait, gesturing for Andrew to sit next to him. Once he was, Damian eagerly slid down a cock that seemed to be of similar size to his own.

“Liking his cock, gorgeous?” he asked his boyfriend.

“I’m trying my best not to compare to you, cutie.”

“As long as you’re enjoying yourself and showing Andy how much fun it’ll be in our house.” He paused before adding, “And you don’t like his cock more than mine.”

“Never, Stevie. Any other cock I’ll only ever like nearly as much as yours.”

“I fucking love it already,” Oliver moaned, slowly riding his cock. Steven lubed up his cock and told his new lover to stroke himself off while riding him. Considering they’d both only recently cum, Steven knew he was going to last for ages, Oliver eventually releasing his cock to lean forward so they could make out again. “I’m going to love living with you if I get you sometimes too,” he whispered.

“Definitely.”

Andrew came inside Damian before Steven finished, the pair sitting either side of Steven as Oliver continued to ride his cock, now pumping his cock at the same time as he was desperate to cum again too. Damian leaned across to kiss him, Steven turning to kiss Andrew. “You’ve got a nice cock,” Steven told him.

“I can see how much Ollie is enjoying it. I’d… I’d like the chance to enjoy it too.”

“Of course. If not tonight, then if you do move in with us…”

Oliver soon came hard all over Steven’s chest, moaning softly with each spurt, leaning forward to rest his head on his shoulder, whispering for Steven to fuck him until he came. Hands on his firm little cheeks, Steven relaxed further down and started to pump up into Oliver, amused when Andrew sat on his knees, offering Oliver his cock to suck. It was certainly a good distraction as Steven fucked Oliver quite hard, but the orgasm was worth it.

Sliding off his lap, Steven was amused when Damian moved to put Oliver on his knees, even Andrew laughing as Damian started to rim Oliver. “He loves your cum, I take it?” Andrew asked Steven.

“Yeah, but I think a little part of him is showing off.”

“There’s that, plus his arse is just perfect, Stevie,” Damian added.

Walking over to the bar where the phone was, Steven put in an order for drinks. Mike turned up five minutes later find the four boys sitting back naked, chuckling away as they continued to get to know each other. “You’ve got another half an hour or so,” Mike told them.

“We’re just chilling out now, Mike. Thanks for tonight.”

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