edge,” he said.
Steve gripped Robert’s forearms, digging his nails in, and shut his eyes.
“You got lube?” Robert asked.
“Yeah, hang on.” Carrick disappeared but was back in a moment with a tube of KY. “Here.”
Robert slipped his finger from Steve’s arse. “Thanks, put some on here, will you.”
Carrick obliged.
“Now you suck him, but gently, and I’ll fuck him. Best way I can think of to ward off hypothermia.”
Steve didn’t feel hypothermic anymore. He was rapidly reaching boiling point. His cock was straining for more of Carrick’s attention and his back passage empty now that Robert had withdrawn.
“Relax,” Robert said. “Take more.”
“Yes,” Steve said, widening his stance. “Give me it, both of you.”
“Are you bossing your Master about?” Carrick said, grinning sexily.
“No, yes, oh, fuck…”
Carrick chuckled then leant forward and kissed him, his soft, pliant lips playing with Steve’s mouth.
Steve struggled to concentrate on the kiss he’d dreamed of many times, because Robert had tunnelled two fingers into his hole, stretching tender muscles and widening his sphincter with small V-shaped movements.
“He feel good in there?” Carrick asked, brushing Steve’s hair back from his brow.
“Yeah, yeah, but I want cock,” Steve said on a groan.
“I forgot what a demanding little sub you are,” Robert said against his temple.
“Here, how about you play with my dick for a minute while your Dom gets you ready for fucking,” Carrick said, offering his cock.
“Yeah, do it,” Robert said gruffly and adding yet another finger to Steve’s hole.
“Oh, oh…” Steve managed.
Carrick grabbed Steve’s hand and wrapped it around his cock. “Wank me off,” he said. “It’s what I’ve been thinking of when I see you from up on that stage. I think: What would that pretty little bar boy do if he had my cock in his hand?”
“This,” Steve said, panting. “I’d do this.” He squeezed Carrick’s cock in his fist and slid, slowly, base to tip.
“Mmm…yeah…” Carrick said, reaching beneath Steve’s dick and cupping his balls. “And would you do this?” He rolled Steve’s balls in his palm.
“Yes, yes…” Steve said, using his free hand to grasp Carrick’s sac.
Carrick hissed in a breath.
Steve stared at his face, at the water collecting in his heavy eyebrows and the drips pouring off his nose. Damn, the bloke was definitely fantasy material.
“You’re ready,” Robert said, slipping his fingers out.
“Yes.” Steve had never been more ready.
“Suck him again, Carrick,” Robert said, “while I fuck him.”
“You’re the boss,” Carrick said then he looked at Robert. “For now.”
Despite Steve’s intense arousal he could sense the energy bouncing between the two big men surrounding him. They were vying for control. Carrick, he got the feeling, was being polite. He wasn’t sure how long it would last.
Carrick sank to his knees, gripped Steve around the back of his left thigh then hooked Steve’s leg over his broad shoulder.
Steve clung to Robert’s arm that was circling his waist. His arsehole had been exposed, his buttocks parted, and Robert’s hot hard cockhead was nudging at his entrance. “Oh…” he said on a juddering breath.
“Relax, sweet sub,” Robert said into his ear. “Relax and take me the way you used to so fucking perfectly.”
Steve did his best to release the tension in his hole as Robert pushed forward. He was on his tiptoes, but Robert had him squeezed tight to him and he didn’t move as Robert slid in, on and on, further and further, deeper and deeper until he reached the hilt.
“Ah, yeah, this is where I’m…meant to fucking be,” Robert said then groaned.
Steve held his breath as his muscles got used to the sting, the stretch and the blazing fullness of having Robert’s big dick shoved up his arse.
“Oh, yeah, what a sight,” Carrick said, tugging at Steve’s balls and rubbing around
Steve gripped Robert’s forearms, digging his nails in, and shut his eyes.
“You got lube?” Robert asked.
“Yeah, hang on.” Carrick disappeared but was back in a moment with a tube of KY. “Here.”
Robert slipped his finger from Steve’s arse. “Thanks, put some on here, will you.”
Carrick obliged.
“Now you suck him, but gently, and I’ll fuck him. Best way I can think of to ward off hypothermia.”
Steve didn’t feel hypothermic anymore. He was rapidly reaching boiling point. His cock was straining for more of Carrick’s attention and his back passage empty now that Robert had withdrawn.
“Relax,” Robert said. “Take more.”
“Yes,” Steve said, widening his stance. “Give me it, both of you.”
“Are you bossing your Master about?” Carrick said, grinning sexily.
“No, yes, oh, fuck…”
Carrick chuckled then leant forward and kissed him, his soft, pliant lips playing with Steve’s mouth.
Steve struggled to concentrate on the kiss he’d dreamed of many times, because Robert had tunnelled two fingers into his hole, stretching tender muscles and widening his sphincter with small V-shaped movements.
“He feel good in there?” Carrick asked, brushing Steve’s hair back from his brow.
“Yeah, yeah, but I want cock,” Steve said on a groan.
“I forgot what a demanding little sub you are,” Robert said against his temple.
“Here, how about you play with my dick for a minute while your Dom gets you ready for fucking,” Carrick said, offering his cock.
“Yeah, do it,” Robert said gruffly and adding yet another finger to Steve’s hole.
“Oh, oh…” Steve managed.
Carrick grabbed Steve’s hand and wrapped it around his cock. “Wank me off,” he said. “It’s what I’ve been thinking of when I see you from up on that stage. I think: What would that pretty little bar boy do if he had my cock in his hand?”
“This,” Steve said, panting. “I’d do this.” He squeezed Carrick’s cock in his fist and slid, slowly, base to tip.
“Mmm…yeah…” Carrick said, reaching beneath Steve’s dick and cupping his balls. “And would you do this?” He rolled Steve’s balls in his palm.
“Yes, yes…” Steve said, using his free hand to grasp Carrick’s sac.
Carrick hissed in a breath.
Steve stared at his face, at the water collecting in his heavy eyebrows and the drips pouring off his nose. Damn, the bloke was definitely fantasy material.
“You’re ready,” Robert said, slipping his fingers out.
“Yes.” Steve had never been more ready.
“Suck him again, Carrick,” Robert said, “while I fuck him.”
“You’re the boss,” Carrick said then he looked at Robert. “For now.”
Despite Steve’s intense arousal he could sense the energy bouncing between the two big men surrounding him. They were vying for control. Carrick, he got the feeling, was being polite. He wasn’t sure how long it would last.
Carrick sank to his knees, gripped Steve around the back of his left thigh then hooked Steve’s leg over his broad shoulder.
Steve clung to Robert’s arm that was circling his waist. His arsehole had been exposed, his buttocks parted, and Robert’s hot hard cockhead was nudging at his entrance. “Oh…” he said on a juddering breath.
“Relax, sweet sub,” Robert said into his ear. “Relax and take me the way you used to so fucking perfectly.”
Steve did his best to release the tension in his hole as Robert pushed forward. He was on his tiptoes, but Robert had him squeezed tight to him and he didn’t move as Robert slid in, on and on, further and further, deeper and deeper until he reached the hilt.
“Ah, yeah, this is where I’m…meant to fucking be,” Robert said then groaned.
Steve held his breath as his muscles got used to the sting, the stretch and the blazing fullness of having Robert’s big dick shoved up his arse.
“Oh, yeah, what a sight,” Carrick said, tugging at Steve’s balls and rubbing around
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