popping the lid on the lube. “How ‘bout you, Jeff? Want it?”
Jeff stopped pounding into Tor, or at least slowed down enough that Jake could push a couple fingers into his ass. “Oh yeah. Ain’t gonna last long, though.”
Ben laughed, suddenly behind Jake and snatching the lube away. “Don’t gotta be long, just gotta be hard, baby.”
Tor gave up.
Jake finger fucked Jeff for a moment, hissing at how tight he was. Right, Ben was a bottom; willing to jump into the chain, but Jake would bet that Jeff took it up the ass fairly infrequently.
He stopped when Ben’s fingers started sliding down his own crease, teasing at his hole.
Jake slicked his cock fast and moved into position, waiting until Ben breached him to push forward.
“Oh fuck,” Jeff hissed, and Jake had to agree. Tightest heat around him, fingers in his ass—it was fucking unbelievable.
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He eased into Jeff slowly, holding onto Jeff's hips to keep him still. When he was deep inside, Jake looked back at Ben and grinned. “Anytime you’re ready.”
Ben grinned back and took a fast kiss, then the fingers slid out, leaving Jake momentarily empty. The blunt head of Ben’s cock nudged at him and he moaned softly. He might be able to walk, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t well and truly fucked.
“Okay, Jake?” Ben asked seriously.
“Yeah, just…just go slow for a second.”
Ben did, easing into him gradually until all four of them were joined.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Jake wasn’t sure who said it, but he agreed entirely.
“Okay, Ben. Let’s go.” Tor’s voice was tight and Jeff was already shuddering. Wasn’t going to take long at all.
Ben bit down on Jake’s shoulder for a second. “Thanks,” he whispered. Then he pulled back, his hands on Jake’s hips pulling Jake out of Jeff a little as well. Jake barely had time to register the sensation before Ben thrust in again, forcing Jake deep into Jeff.
All four of them gasped and swore.
Surprisingly, it only took two or three strokes before they found a rhythm, the four of them working together, moving more or less smoothly—for about three more thrusts, then things got wild. Tor cried out as Jeff pounded into him, with Ben and Jake’s weight behind him, and Jeff—who’d probably been damn close to coming anyway—swore and started shaking harder. Jake was swept along, Ben nailing his gland and cursing in his ear about how fucking hot it was, how tight Jake’s ass was, and then the air was filled with the smell of fresh spunk as Tor shot his load.
Jeff wailed, his ass clamping down around Jake’s prick, pulling Jake over the edge with him. Lights flashed behind Jake’s eyes as he came, the sounds of Jeff and Ben around him as they alternately cried and grunted with effort, hips still slamming into him from both sides.
The edges of his vision blurred a little, and Ben whispered, “Oh shit. Oh fucking shit—”
and the cock in Jake’s ass throbbed, reminding him that he was more than slightly tender.
He could have sworn he felt each pulse, every twitch; and then it all faded as they fell into a sweaty pile of limbs, each man trying not to hurt the others as he aimed for a soft spot to die.
Ben pulled out slowly and Jake stifled a whimper, but not before Tor heard it and shot him an evil look. Jake rolled his eyes. “I promise I’ll nap all day today, okay? Be fine for the dance.”
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“Not worried about the dancing, Taggart.” Tor said with a grin.
Jake rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Right now though, I can think of a few other things more important than the state of my ass.”
Ben laughed weakly and wrapped an arm around Jake’s waist. “Like coffee.”
“Food,” Jeff added, reaching for a water bottle.
“Shower,” Jake said firmly.
“Sleep now,” Tor said, extracting Jake from Ben’s grasp and curling around him. “Sleep first. Then food. Then walking. Then showers. Then more sleep.”
Jake kissed him and agreed
Jeff stopped pounding into Tor, or at least slowed down enough that Jake could push a couple fingers into his ass. “Oh yeah. Ain’t gonna last long, though.”
Ben laughed, suddenly behind Jake and snatching the lube away. “Don’t gotta be long, just gotta be hard, baby.”
Tor gave up.
Jake finger fucked Jeff for a moment, hissing at how tight he was. Right, Ben was a bottom; willing to jump into the chain, but Jake would bet that Jeff took it up the ass fairly infrequently.
He stopped when Ben’s fingers started sliding down his own crease, teasing at his hole.
Jake slicked his cock fast and moved into position, waiting until Ben breached him to push forward.
“Oh fuck,” Jeff hissed, and Jake had to agree. Tightest heat around him, fingers in his ass—it was fucking unbelievable.
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He eased into Jeff slowly, holding onto Jeff's hips to keep him still. When he was deep inside, Jake looked back at Ben and grinned. “Anytime you’re ready.”
Ben grinned back and took a fast kiss, then the fingers slid out, leaving Jake momentarily empty. The blunt head of Ben’s cock nudged at him and he moaned softly. He might be able to walk, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t well and truly fucked.
“Okay, Jake?” Ben asked seriously.
“Yeah, just…just go slow for a second.”
Ben did, easing into him gradually until all four of them were joined.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Jake wasn’t sure who said it, but he agreed entirely.
“Okay, Ben. Let’s go.” Tor’s voice was tight and Jeff was already shuddering. Wasn’t going to take long at all.
Ben bit down on Jake’s shoulder for a second. “Thanks,” he whispered. Then he pulled back, his hands on Jake’s hips pulling Jake out of Jeff a little as well. Jake barely had time to register the sensation before Ben thrust in again, forcing Jake deep into Jeff.
All four of them gasped and swore.
Surprisingly, it only took two or three strokes before they found a rhythm, the four of them working together, moving more or less smoothly—for about three more thrusts, then things got wild. Tor cried out as Jeff pounded into him, with Ben and Jake’s weight behind him, and Jeff—who’d probably been damn close to coming anyway—swore and started shaking harder. Jake was swept along, Ben nailing his gland and cursing in his ear about how fucking hot it was, how tight Jake’s ass was, and then the air was filled with the smell of fresh spunk as Tor shot his load.
Jeff wailed, his ass clamping down around Jake’s prick, pulling Jake over the edge with him. Lights flashed behind Jake’s eyes as he came, the sounds of Jeff and Ben around him as they alternately cried and grunted with effort, hips still slamming into him from both sides.
The edges of his vision blurred a little, and Ben whispered, “Oh shit. Oh fucking shit—”
and the cock in Jake’s ass throbbed, reminding him that he was more than slightly tender.
He could have sworn he felt each pulse, every twitch; and then it all faded as they fell into a sweaty pile of limbs, each man trying not to hurt the others as he aimed for a soft spot to die.
Ben pulled out slowly and Jake stifled a whimper, but not before Tor heard it and shot him an evil look. Jake rolled his eyes. “I promise I’ll nap all day today, okay? Be fine for the dance.”
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“Not worried about the dancing, Taggart.” Tor said with a grin.
Jake rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Right now though, I can think of a few other things more important than the state of my ass.”
Ben laughed weakly and wrapped an arm around Jake’s waist. “Like coffee.”
“Food,” Jeff added, reaching for a water bottle.
“Shower,” Jake said firmly.
“Sleep now,” Tor said, extracting Jake from Ben’s grasp and curling around him. “Sleep first. Then food. Then walking. Then showers. Then more sleep.”
Jake kissed him and agreed
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