Soon I had August’s dick threaded out the zipper of his dress pants, and was alternating between both of them. Sucking on one while stroking the other.
“Yeah, okay,” August said while I swirled my tongue around his shaft. “I’m definitely not thinking about it anymore.”
“Then why don’t you take me over to that bed and make good on your promise?” I asked.
Michael lifted me into his arms and carried me over to the bed, his dick still swinging through his jeans. August was close on his heels, and the two of them stripped me of my clothes with hurried motions. Like they couldn’t wait to have me totally nude for them.
“Hurry,” I begged. “I need one of you,now.”
August began undressing, but Michael didn’t want to wait. He kept his jeans on and buried his cock in me, fucking me missionary while giving me a deep kiss, our tongues swirling together wetly.
And then August was shoving him out of the way and taking me himself. He dragged me to the edge of the bed and fucked me while standing up. He wasn’t as muscular as his best friend, but he was lean and sexy, every line and contour of his body on display as he pumped me over and over.
They took turns like that for a bit, then Michael sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me up into his lap. I rode him, occasionally moaning as August slapped my ass. Then Michael lifted my thighs up until he slipped out of me, and he said, “Your turn.”
August buried himself in me from behind, fucking me doggy style while I rested against Michael’s body. Being wedged between them was such an amazing feeling, two masculine forms sliding and writhing on either side of me, slick with sweat and pulsing with body heat.
I need both of them.
I knew exactly what I wanted tonight. I had planned ahead, and brought the necessary tools. But saying it out loud proved difficult. As August railed me from behind while Michael licked one of my nipples, I wondered how they would react. What if they didn’t want to? Or worse: what if they judged me for it?
August pulled out and I impaled myself on Michael’s thick length again. The words were right there, frozen on my tongue. Everything they were doing was amazing, but it wasn’t what Ireallywanted. Especially if we might have to stop doing this soon.
Finally, I worked up the courage to say it. I glanced at August and said, “You can stick it… anywhere you want.”
“Good idea,” Michael said, twisting my head to the side. “Come fuck her mouth.”
“I’d love nothing more.” August filled my mouth with his thick meat, and Michael pushed my head up and down on his friend. I moaned loudly, enjoying the way they were using me for their own pleasure.
But it still wasn’t what Ireallywanted.
As soon as I came up for air, I gazed up at August through my eyelashes and said, “I love the way you fuck my mouth… but that’s not what I meant.”
His eyes widened with realization. He looked at Michael, then back at me.
“Do you mean…”
I swung my head up and down. “Yes.”
August hesitated. “I don’t know…”
“I’ve got lube in my bag,” I said, pointing over to the table. “Go get it. If you want to… fuck me in the ass.”
August grinned. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”
While he retrieved the lube, Michael frowned up at me. “Are you sure you can handle that?”
“I’m not sure,” I said honestly. “But I really,reallywant to find out.”
Overcome by passion, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me back into a rough kiss. His grip remained strong while I rode him, the kiss deepening again as his tongue conquered its way into my mouth. And then I heard the click of a bottle, and sensed August positioning himself behind me.
I slowed down my motions on Michael and tried to relax. Like the first time with Kai, it wasn’t easy. My body naturally wanted to tense before something like this, even now that I knew I wanted it. But August went slow, sliding the tip of his cock up and down against my tight rear entrance.
And then, just like with Kai, the crown slid right inside thanks to the condom and the lube. Just the tip. August groaned like he was coming, and for a moment I was afraid hehad. But fortunately, I didn’t feel his cock pulse with release. Not yet.
August pushed forward, just a little bit, and the motion actually forced Michael’s dick out of my pussy. “Wait,” I told him, reaching underneath me to stroke him idly. “I’ll tell you when.”
“I don’t know if you can handle both,” he said. “But fuck, I hope you can.”