Chase and Max start to kiss. Their strong brows brush against each other as they grope each other’s hard muscles, their dicks grinding up against each other.
Oh, god. I grope myself and let out a moan.
This is so hot. I need to get in on it too.
“Hey, guys?”
Chase and Max stare at me, almost annoyed that I am interrupting their rhythm. Almost shyly, I ask —
“Can I join in?”
Chase and Max look at each other, then at me with eyes brimming with raw wet sex.
“Yeah. Come on in.”
Eagerly, I tear off my top, step out of my jeans and pull off my underwear. I dive into the warm, wet heat of my beautiful boys. We converge in a mass of thrusting, sweaty muscles – I feel their tongues on my neck, their hands over my thighs and ass, and our hands cradling each other’s cocks. Soon, I am there with them, coasting upwards on my own orgasmic peak.
“Oh, I’m gonna cum,” I moan. Chase and Max close in on me in a hot threeway kiss, and we break into a roaring chorus as we explode all over each other. I cum so, so much – it feels so strong it’s like my orgasm has gouged out a deep part of who I am. Chase and Max’s voices rip open like wild horses. Cum shoots everywhere. And then, falling into a blissful haze, we collapse into each other’s arms.
“Oh, my god. That was the fucking best.” Chase is totally zonked out. Even though I had drained him thrice, he still shot an alarming load all over us.
“Thank you so much, guys. That was the best fucking sex I’ve had in my life.” Max grins.
“Yeah, it was.” I sigh, and then I get up.
“But guys? You cheated.”
Chase and Max look up at me in panic.
“You broke the rules. I said the first to cum loses. If both of you came at the same time, both of you lose.”
“Oh, fuck. Sir… no, no!” Chase and Max grovel at my feet, deathly afraid of what is to come.
“Get on the bed. I have two sets for two bad boys.”
I’m all cleaned up and dry, but Chase and Max are not. I’ve stacked them on top of each other like a greasy sandwich so they can look into each other’s eyes as they’re drained and fucked for the next one hour.
“There’s nothing left, sir… please, have mercy!” Max sobs. It’s, what, his third dry orgasm?
“This is why you came, boys. Both of you came because you want to be used and abused. So enjoy it, guys. Welcome to your fate. Welcome to the milking den.”
I turn up the power to high, and both boys scream as their cocks get sucked harder and their dildos fuck them deeper. I take a sip of vodka and unzip my pants as I enjoy the show.
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EPILOGUE
On our group chat:
Max >> Thanks so much, guys. Whoo boy, I never knew I could feel so much pleasure.
Chase >> Same. I had such a good time. Cheers, bros! Till next time?
Me >> Yes, till next time. I’m so glad my boys get along 🙂
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Thank you once again for your support and love. So many of you have reached out to me to tell me about how my stories have touched you, and I am grateful for all of you! Please continue to let me know what you think about each installment. I get bolder and more inventive in my writing only because of your feedback and support! I would love to continue entertaining you with warm, sexy stories of strong men finding spaces to be vulnerable.
As we approach the tenth story, I want to ask you all: what else do you wish to see? 😉