I leave them by themselves in the office, turning my back on them running up the stairs. I go straight for my bedroom, my heart thumping so fast I suddenly feel dizzy. I leave the door open and, turning on my heels, I remain still as I face the doorway. I told them what I wanted, now it’s in their hands: they can either come, or not.
The ball is in their court.
I stand there for what seems like an eternity, a sudden silence filling the whole house. The pounding of my heart growing louder and louder, drowning all of my thoughts, and it only subsides when I start hearing footsteps coming up the stairs.
Daniel? Colt? I have no idea who’s coming up the stairs, and the anticipation is killing me. But then I see two shadows in the corridor and, a heartbeat later, both of them are standing shoulder-to-shoulder, right before the doorway.
“You can’t have us both…” Colt starts, but I’m not even listening to his words. No, the moment I see them both I lose all control. Without a single word, I reach for his shirt and pull him inside the room. He takes two steps inside, and that’s enough for me to press my lips against his mouth and to slide one hand down his chest.
I wrap my fingers around Colt's cock, his thickness pulsing against my smooth skin. I grin at him, his lips slightly parted as I start moving my hand back and forth with slow and teasing movements. Looking over my shoulder at Daniel, I can almost feel all the pent-up desire hiding behind his eyes. His pants are tented, his cock pushing hard against the fabric as he takes in the sight of my hand on his stepson’s cock.
"Come here… Or are you just going to stand there and look?" I ask him, the words drawling out of my mouth in a half-purr, each syllable like a jab designed with the intent of spurring him into action. He swallows in his hesitancy, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he steels his face, his lips an almost inscrutable line. For half a second, I think he's going to turn on his feet and bolt out of the door. But I'm just being silly, really: these two can't get enough of me ... even if they have to share.
Daniel licks his dry lips, his body leaning forward as he takes one step toward Colt and I. I reach for him with my hand, my fingers grabbing at his belt and pulling him close. I push on the hem of his pants and, before he can react, I slide my fingers under his trousers and boxers briefs, feeling the aching warmness of his cock. I open the palm of my hand and, straining against the hold of his pants, grab his member harshly.
I turn my attention back to Colt, my heart starting to race faster, each beat of it sending a hefty dosage of desire toward my loins. My insides are burning up, the sweet spot between my thighs becoming more and more moist by the second.
This couldn’t happen any other way; the moment I saw them fighting over me, I knew I had to have them both. I wanted it to happen, but if I’m being completely honest, I didn’t actually believe it could become a reality... But, now, both their cocks in my hands at the same time, their hearts beating in unison at the thought of sharing me... Well, I won't lie: this feels very, very good. A dream come true.
I heard their loud voices as I walked inside the house, and I immediately knew what the subject was. They argue about pretty much everything, but the tone of their voices told me they weren't fighting over money or the family business this time. They were discussing me, two perfect men trying to decide who had the better claim over me. In the end, though, I’m the one who owns them both.
So I just had to stroll inside the room, ready to teach them who's really in charge. What I wasn't expecting was to find the atmosphere inside the room filled with electricity, thunder and lightning flickering behind their eyes. At first, I thought they might balk and maybe argue about this, but a closer look and I knew there was something more underneath it. Tension, hidden desire, a secret craving - I’m not the only thing they want to share.
Now, with my hands on their hard cocks, I'm going to cut through all the bullshit.
I take my hand out of Daniel's crotch and, with a quick push and flick of my fingers, I push his belt out and unzip the fly in his pants, tugging them down with his underwear at the same time. His cock jumps to my hand in a flash, and I only have to curl my fingers around it.