that he and Ashley had shared. Now, now he was being
penetrated by a man, a real man, who was hard as a fucking rock for
him.
“So hot, so fucking hot.” Richard’s voice poured
over them like smooth, aged whiskey, and he felt Ashley’s tremor
mirror his own. Damn, but the man had a voice.
Richard was pumping his finger in and out of
Trevor’s ass now, sliding with ease past the rings of muscle that
had previously denied him entrance. Like a whore, Trevor spread his
legs, waiting for Rich to give him more, to take more.
He didn’t have to wait long. Rich added another
finger, and Trevor breathed through the burning pain, bearing down
as he’d told Ashley to do so many times before when they’d had anal
sex. Relax, bear down, push out, baby, and let me in .
Those same words came from the other end of the bed
and wrapped around his dick. “Relax…so pretty. So hot with Ash
wrapped around that dick of yours, Trev. Can’t wait to get my cock
in you, stretch you good, fuck you better.”
Goddamn, but his whole body felt those words, felt
the love, trust, and caring behind them. He wiggled and rocked with
Ashley above him, meeting Rich’s fingers with each thrust of his
hand, dying to have something bigger in him.
He pulled his mouth away from Ashley, her juices
coating his chin. “Fuck me, please, Rich, fuck me.”
He couldn’t stand it anymore. Her mouth, her pussy,
those fingers in his hole. It was all too much, and he sure as hell
didn’t want to come without a real live cock up his ass. He made a
note to buy Ashley a strap-on just as soon as they settled
everything, since he knew this was a one-time shot with Rich.
And then… Something bigger, hotter, wetter was
poised at his ass, pressing forward and shoving its way into him.
Trevor took a few deep breaths, blowing the hot air across Ashley’s
pussy while he begged his body to let Rich in. He grunted when the
man got past the first ring of muscle and groaned when he slid past
the second.
Inch by inch, he felt Richard enter him until the
man’s voice swept over them again. “Sit up, Ashley, and scoot to
the side. The men are about to fuck, baby.”
Fuck, his cock thumped in time with his raging
heart, and he gripped her thighs, not wanting her to leave.
Ashley released his cock with a soft pop and slipped
beside him, pressing those curves he loved against his side. His
eyes were closed, his ass was full, and all he could think about
was the musky scent of the woman next to him. “Thinking about a
little blue Domme, Trev?”
Richard wrapped his arms around Trevor’s thighs and
tugged him up a little, positioning him as he desired. Trevor
moaned and tossed his head side to side when the man’s dick glanced
across his prostate. When the tremors died down, he opened his eyes
to meet Ashley’s concerned gaze.
“No, baby, no blue Dommes.” He turned his attention
to Richard, his best friend and the only man he’d ever let near his
ass. “Nothing blue about today at all. Fuck me, Rich.”
A Nine Inch Nails song about fucking like an animal
poured through his mind while Richard repositioned himself, leaning
over Trevor and easing his dick even farther into his ass, stroking
that sweet spot again. Feral. Nothing but feral hunger was in
Richard’s eyes, and Trevor’s balls drew up tight.
With slow, deliberate strokes, Richard slid in and
out of his ass while Ashley watched. His woman seemed to not be
able to get enough of watching them together, and Trevor was
thankful for her openness and understanding when it came to him
wanting something in his ass. Even if that something was his best
friend.
Again and again Richard shoved his dick into Trevor.
He hit that sweet spot that brought stars to his eyes with every
thrust, and Trevor groaned and moaned his approval. In and out. In
and out. Richard kept a steady, smooth rhythm while he reamed his
ass. That fat cock that felt as wide as it was long filled him like
Ashley’s fingers never
penetrated by a man, a real man, who was hard as a fucking rock for
him.
“So hot, so fucking hot.” Richard’s voice poured
over them like smooth, aged whiskey, and he felt Ashley’s tremor
mirror his own. Damn, but the man had a voice.
Richard was pumping his finger in and out of
Trevor’s ass now, sliding with ease past the rings of muscle that
had previously denied him entrance. Like a whore, Trevor spread his
legs, waiting for Rich to give him more, to take more.
He didn’t have to wait long. Rich added another
finger, and Trevor breathed through the burning pain, bearing down
as he’d told Ashley to do so many times before when they’d had anal
sex. Relax, bear down, push out, baby, and let me in .
Those same words came from the other end of the bed
and wrapped around his dick. “Relax…so pretty. So hot with Ash
wrapped around that dick of yours, Trev. Can’t wait to get my cock
in you, stretch you good, fuck you better.”
Goddamn, but his whole body felt those words, felt
the love, trust, and caring behind them. He wiggled and rocked with
Ashley above him, meeting Rich’s fingers with each thrust of his
hand, dying to have something bigger in him.
He pulled his mouth away from Ashley, her juices
coating his chin. “Fuck me, please, Rich, fuck me.”
He couldn’t stand it anymore. Her mouth, her pussy,
those fingers in his hole. It was all too much, and he sure as hell
didn’t want to come without a real live cock up his ass. He made a
note to buy Ashley a strap-on just as soon as they settled
everything, since he knew this was a one-time shot with Rich.
And then… Something bigger, hotter, wetter was
poised at his ass, pressing forward and shoving its way into him.
Trevor took a few deep breaths, blowing the hot air across Ashley’s
pussy while he begged his body to let Rich in. He grunted when the
man got past the first ring of muscle and groaned when he slid past
the second.
Inch by inch, he felt Richard enter him until the
man’s voice swept over them again. “Sit up, Ashley, and scoot to
the side. The men are about to fuck, baby.”
Fuck, his cock thumped in time with his raging
heart, and he gripped her thighs, not wanting her to leave.
Ashley released his cock with a soft pop and slipped
beside him, pressing those curves he loved against his side. His
eyes were closed, his ass was full, and all he could think about
was the musky scent of the woman next to him. “Thinking about a
little blue Domme, Trev?”
Richard wrapped his arms around Trevor’s thighs and
tugged him up a little, positioning him as he desired. Trevor
moaned and tossed his head side to side when the man’s dick glanced
across his prostate. When the tremors died down, he opened his eyes
to meet Ashley’s concerned gaze.
“No, baby, no blue Dommes.” He turned his attention
to Richard, his best friend and the only man he’d ever let near his
ass. “Nothing blue about today at all. Fuck me, Rich.”
A Nine Inch Nails song about fucking like an animal
poured through his mind while Richard repositioned himself, leaning
over Trevor and easing his dick even farther into his ass, stroking
that sweet spot again. Feral. Nothing but feral hunger was in
Richard’s eyes, and Trevor’s balls drew up tight.
With slow, deliberate strokes, Richard slid in and
out of his ass while Ashley watched. His woman seemed to not be
able to get enough of watching them together, and Trevor was
thankful for her openness and understanding when it came to him
wanting something in his ass. Even if that something was his best
friend.
Again and again Richard shoved his dick into Trevor.
He hit that sweet spot that brought stars to his eyes with every
thrust, and Trevor groaned and moaned his approval. In and out. In
and out. Richard kept a steady, smooth rhythm while he reamed his
ass. That fat cock that felt as wide as it was long filled him like
Ashley’s fingers never
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