I still had my eyes closed when I heard a zipper open. Since mine was already down, I assumed it was Mace’s but when I opened my eyes, I was thrilled to see that it was Jonas who had opened his own pants. His eyes were on Mace as he stroked himself in his jeans.
“Show us,” I heard Mace whisper as his passion-filled eyes held Jonas’s gaze even while his fingers continued to torment my now leaking dick. Jonas hesitated for a moment and then pulled up his shirt until it was tucked under his armpits and then he pushed his jeans down enough to release his cock. We both watched him stroke himself and I held my breath when Mace settled one of his big hands on Jonas’s jean clad thigh. Jonas didn’t stop his tugs on his dick and to my amazement, he used his free hand to cover Mace’s. Then everything went into overdrive because Jonas turned his head to seek out my mouth at the exact same time that Mace swallowed me down.
Jonas absorbed the curse that spilled from my lips and then I had to rip my mouth from his so I could watch Mace work me. I hadn’t expected the sight of Mace’s wet lips stretched around my dick to be as beautiful as when it was a woman, and I’d been right. Because it was so much more than that. It was fucking epic because I could see and feel Mace taking his pleasure from my body at the same time that he was giving it back to me. His eyes shone with such emotion that I couldn’t hold back my orgasm and it slammed into me before I could even warn Mace so he could pull off. But as my semen flooded his mouth, he swallowed over and over and each time he did it, he milked more of my release from me. I heard Jonas cry out next to me and turned just in time to see white ropes of come spraying over his chest and abdomen. I was so overwhelmed by the beauty of watching Jonas bask in his pleasure that I crushed our mouths together so I could drink down his whimpers as his release crashed through him.
I felt Mace release me and looked down to see some of my come clinging to his lips. He shifted up but instead of seeking out my mouth, he took Jonas’s in a blistering kiss that left me reeling. I expected him to kiss me next but I could only watch in stunned silence as he lowered himself to lick up some of the fluid from Jonas’s chest and belly. Jonas tensed momentarily but then relaxed just as quickly. I knew even as I watched Mace what his plan was and as soon as he lifted his head, I grabbed him and yanked him forward and drank down the proof that Jonas had been with us every step of the way. The salty, bitter taste coated my tongue before slipping down my throat and as I adjusted to the unfamiliar flavor, I reveled in the knowledge that I’d get to taste it again soon enough.
My body felt completely relaxed as I sat back against the cushions but one look at Mace’s flushed features and I knew he hadn’t sought his own relief. I leaned forward and began to put my hand on his crotch but he grabbed my wrist and said, “I want to come when you’re inside me,” he said stiffly. “Will you fuck me, Cole?”
I couldn’t speak. Not even a syllable. So I nodded and grabbed his hand and yanked him upright as I stood. My sated body was already starting to stir again as I reached my other hand down. Jonas grabbed it without hesitation and then I was leading them both towards the stairs.
Chapter Nineteen
Mace
As hard as I was and as much as I wanted to take this next step with Cole and Jonas, the idea of bottoming terrified me because I’d only done it on a few occasions and it had either been a painful, humiliating experience or I’d been too drunk to care either way. I also knew that this would be Cole’s first time with another man but I wasn’t sure if he’d had anal sex with women. But Cole must have sensed my trepidation because as soon as we reached the bedroom after a quick stop in the kitchen to grab the lube and condoms he’d bought while he’d been out, Cole said, “Same rules apply to you…nothing happens that you don’t want.”
I nodded. “Just go slow because it’s been a while for me.”
Cole’s response was to kiss me long and slow and deep. “I can still taste him,” Cole whispered against my mouth and we both turned to eye Jonas who’d gotten stuck near the doorway. Cole shifted us so that Jonas could see everything we were doing and then his hands went to work just learning my body. I was still fully dressed but Cole was shirtless, so I took advantage and began exploring the rigid muscles of his abdomen. He had a slight smattering of chest hair that descended down his middle and disappeared into his pants which he’d left unzipped but had secured the button to keep them up. I rubbed my palm over his cock which was already starting to harden again but Cole grabbed my wrist and forced it and my other hand above my head. As soon as he was satisfied that I would leave them there, he reached for the hem of my shirt and pushed it up and off of me. His eyes fell on my tattoos and I realized he hadn’t seen them before then.