Becky
Iwatch my boys falling back in love with each other, and the feeling that alone gives me… well, I can’t even describe it. Peter turns to Darian, brushing his fingers along his jawline.
They meet each other’s eyes with the same soft, knowing smile, before pressing their lips together. And once they do, everything changes. I can see it. Their body language goes from nervous and unsure, to determined, and passionate. These two were meant to be, they always were.
And they were definitely right about one thing- I did bring them together. If it weren’t for me, they might have never forgiven each other. Which leads me to believe that this whole thing was meant to be as well.
It may not be conventional, but who the hell cares about that anyway, as long as you’re happy?
Peter and Darian are still going hot and heavy, and I’m ready to see more.
“Undress each other,” I order them.
They break away from each other to look at me, a smirk on both of their faces.
“And who will undress you?” Peter asks.
“I will.”
“What, are you afraid of me?” Darian says to Peter, sneering at him.
Peter growls and lunges for Darian, who leaps away, making Peter chase after him. Finally, Peter catches him, and they tear each other’s shirts off within seconds.
I bite my lip, watching the passion flow between them. I slip my clothes off, walking over and sitting on the arm of the sofa in my bra and underwear, watching them.
Darian gets on his knees, unbuttoning Peter’s jeans and slowly pulling them down as he looks up at him. When he gets to his boxers, Peter grabs his wrist, pushing it away from him and pulling them off himself. His giant cock springs out, right in front of Darian’s face.
Darian looks up at him, winking, before taking his whole cock in his mouth all at once. When it hits the back of his throat, he moans so loud, I can feel my pussy get wet. Darian slowly pulls his mouth back off, spending extra time at the tip. He licks him from his balls and back to the tip, before getting to his feet.
God these men are hot as fuck.
As soon as they’re eye level again. Peter pulls Darian to him, kissing him roughly, before letting go and tearing Darian’s pants off. Once Darian is naked, he gets onto his knees, and perfectly mimics exactly what Darian did to him.
But before he gets back up, he buries his face into his balls, sucking, licking and massaging them. Darian throws his head back, and for a moment I think he’s going to fall straight back and land on the floor.
I saunter over, slowly removing my panties and bra. I’m so turned on and I’m so ready for this. They turn to me, making a movement as if they’re about to kiss me.
I wag my finger at them.
“I’ve had my time with both of you before, and I’ll have my time with both of you later. Right now, I want you two to enjoy each other. Don’t focus on me.”
They don’t miss a beat, lunging for each other’s lips again. As they kiss, I slide my hands on both of their dicks, beginning to jerk them off.
They can’t seem to get enough of each other’s mouths. I honestly think they’d be fine with just kissing, considering how many years they’ve spent longing for each other- but I want them to do much more than that tonight.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom, boys.”
They both scoop me up and carry me to the room, throwing me down onto the bed. I grab their arms and pull them onto the bed with me, giggling.
Darian nuzzles his face into my neck, leaving kisses along my neck and up to my ear, giving it a little nibble.
“I want you to ride my face,” he whispers.
Chills run down my spine, both at his words and from Peter, who’s drawing little circles along my inner thigh.
Darian lays flat on his back while I begin to mount his face. Before I do, I look back at Peter, who’s already gotten busy with Darian’s cock. I turn around, so that I can watch him. I’ve always fantasized about something like- and Darian apparently got a little impatient.
He pulls my hips down, slamming my pussy into his mouth.