Better Together: Boys of Talbert Hall #3

by Ward, Quinn

  “It's going to be so fun filling you from both ends,” Colin said as he began pressing the slick plug past the tense muscle. It burned as my body resisted the intrusion. Colin leaned closer, whispering in my ear. “Relax for me, sweetheart. Show me how bad you want to be filled.”

  “Rather have you,” I admitted.

  “You'll get us but only once you're ready,” he promised. “You need to take this one and the next.”

  “I'm ready now, dammit,” I growled. Just because I'd ever had a dick shoved up my ass before, didn't mean I was a stranger to my own body. If something or someone didn't stretch me soon, I was going to lose my shit.

  “Prove it,” Colin challenged me. “Take this plug like the good little whore you are and maybe you'll earn the next one.” He shoved the plug deeper, twisting so the curved tip tapped against my prostate. Hand to God, if I had known that was there, I would have jumped straight to dick, regardless of the consequences. I writhed, chasing the dildo as Daniel pulled it away.

  “Let me see.” I glanced up in time to watch Daniel pass the toy to Colin. “He did such a good job getting it ready. I think it's time for your first reward.”

  I stiffened, imagining him skipping the second training plug he’d told me I needed to take, jumping straight to the dildo. I’d tried fucking myself with it once, but the pain had been excruciating. He squeezed my ass, leaving the plug pressing against my gland. I clenched my muscles around it, my eyes rolling back in my head as it hit me just right.

  “Do you think you can focus on getting Daniel ready?” I flinched when I heard the snick of the cap on the lube open once more. “He’s been such a patient boy, waiting for you to admit how much you wanted him. I think it’s only fair if he gets to be your first.”

  Daniel curled a hand around the base of his dick, holding it out, painting my lips. Colin captured my arms, yanking me back. I traced my lips with my tongue as I craned my neck to look up at Colin, tasting the bitter, salty, tang Daniel had left behind. “Please, Sir. Let me taste him.”

  “You’re not allowed to make him come,” Colin warned me. He didn’t release my hands as I leaned forward, my mouth hanging open as Daniel offered me his dick. “Just the tip, Daniel. When you come, I want you to be buried so deep in him, he’s not sure where you end and he begins.”

  “Please, I’ll do anything,” I begged.

  “Get on your hands and knees,” Colin demanded. “Suck him while I finish getting you ready.”

  There was no way I could give Daniel the attention he deserved once Colin pressed the bigger plug against my entrance. I draped my arms over his shoulders, sticking my ass out, inviting Colin to open me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me, kissing the top of my head. “Breathe through it. You got this, baby. You’re doing so good.”

  Each compliment was accompanied by another press of his lips or a soothing caress down my back. The pressure was intense, but not unwelcome. I lifted my head, staring into Daniel's eyes. He brushed the sweat dampened hair away from my forehead.

  “You amaze me. I can’t believe this is really happening,” he praised me.

  “Can't wait until it's you in there.” The admission surprised both of us, but I didn’t regret telling him how I felt. I couldn’t when he looked at me with such love and awe on his face. “Thank you for not giving up on me.”

  Colin twisted the plug in my ass, and I tensed. Bad fucking idea. The pressure on my prostate was nearly unbearable. I started panting, certain I wouldn't be able to hold off my orgasm. Colin paused, draping himself over my back. He kissed the base of my neck.

  “Breathe through it,” he urged me. “Do you need me to back off?”

  “Don't stop,” I pleaded.

  Colin popped my hip. “Do you get to tell me what to do?”

  “No, sir. Just feels really good. I forgot.” I buried my face in Daniel’s neck, focusing on both of them gently massaging my upper body while I tried backing myself away from the precipice.

  “No worries,” he reassured me. “I honestly thought you would fight us more on this.”

  He didn't need to explain what this was. If anyone had ever suggested I'd enjoy the idea of bending over while someone fucked me, I would have threatened to kick the shit out of them. Now, I wanted to spend as much time as possible with one of them buried inside of me. They brought out this needy side of my personality that wanted nothing more than to feel completely taken care of.

  Daniel sat back on his heels, slowly stroking himself while Colin stretched me. I licked my lips as I watched the bright read head of his cock disappear into his fist. A little voice in the back of my mind warned me I should be nervous about taking his girth, but I wasn’t. They’d already proved to me that it would feel good, even if there was initial discomfort. “I'm ready, I insisted after a few more minutes. Please, don’t make me wait any longer.”

  I tensed, waiting for Colin to scold me again. I whined when he pulled the plug out of my ass. Daniel rose, leaving me feeling completely adrift.

  “I'll be right back,” he reassured me.

  “Hurry,” I ground out. He tugged my mattress off the bed frame, lowering it to the ground.

  “Didn't figure there was any way to convince you to get on the bed,” he explained when I cocked my head to the side, trying to figure out what in the hell he was doing.

  Colin pulled me onto his lap while Daniel finished rearranging furniture. “How are you holding up?” He pressed a kiss to the hollow of my neck just below my ear.

  I reached around, wrapping my arm around his waist. “Good. More relaxed than I thought I'd be,” I admitted.

  “That's not a bad thing,” he reassured me. His hand drifted lower, one finger dipping into the crease of my ass. I squirmed, turning so my ass was on display for Daniel, giving him a glimpse of where I wanted him to be. He grunted, biting his bottom lip. My dick grew harder, loving that I had that effect on him.

  “Never said it was.” I closed my eyes and rested my head against Colin's shoulder. If I kept talking, I was bound to say something to fuck this up. I'd much rather enjoy a quick break. Maybe that way I wouldn't blow as soon as Daniel started fucking me.

  I startled when I felt someone grab my hand. I bristled when Daniel pulled me off Colin's lap, leading me to the mattress he had arranged on the floor. It felt too tender. The part of my mind that still believed vulnerability was a weakness, screamed at me to retreat. But the part of me that was tired of running, urged me to relax.

  I watched Daniel lowering me to the mattress, feeling like it was a scene from a movie, not happening in real life. My breath caught with the tenderness he showed me. Never before had anyone made me feel like the center of their world. Except, maybe Daniel had, and I simply been too self-absorbed to notice. He cradled the back of my head as I laid down. I inhaled the scent of sweat and arousal as Daniel draped his body over mine.

  I smiled up at him. “Hi.”

  God, that was pathetic, but he’d rendered me stupid. I had all these emotions threatening to burst from me, and as he looked down at me, I could only hope I didn’t break down and cry. When he stared at me that way, I felt seen for the first time in my life.

  He chuckled, tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

  “Hey yourself.” He bent down, kissing the tip of my nose. That, possibly more than anything else we’d done recently, thawed the last icy remnants of my heart. “You ready for this?”

  “I’ve wanted you for so long, but I couldn’t imagine you’d feel the same,” I admitted. “Thank you for not giving up on me.”

  “That's one thing I can promise you I'll never do.” I believed him. Without even realizing what was going on, sometime over the past three years, Daniel had become my safe place. And now that space had grown to the man who had nothing to lose. No matter what happened, I would never forget that it was Colin who forced me to be honest with myself and brought the three of us together. I reached out, wanting him close to me—with us—as Daniel finished getting
me ready.

  Colin lay down beside me, propping his head in his hand. I squirmed as he took in the sight of me spread out, cock laying hard against my stomach, leaking as Daniel teased me. He leaned in, capturing my lips in a tender kiss. “You're amazing, you know that?”

  I shook my head, clenching my eyes shut. He kept telling me how strong I was, how incredible it was that I had overcome everything I had been raised to believe, but I still didn't feel it. I wasn't sure when I would ever completely forgive myself for the way I’d treated men who’d never been anything but kind to me.

  “Don't think about that now.” Colin smoothed the creases in my forehead with his thumb. “The past has no place in this room with us today. Learning from your mistakes is part of life.”

  I swallowed around the lump in my throat. “I know.”

  Colin gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him. “No, I'm not sure you do. But you will. I'll tell you every day if I have to, until you no longer have that haunted look in your eyes.”

  “Please,” I begged. I wasn't sure what I was asking for. Maybe it was a way to believe his words. The security of knowing I'd never be alone again.

  “Are the two of you done up there?” Daniel teased. Colin glared at him and I squeezed his forearm, hoping he understood that, while I was grateful for him trying to make sure I was okay with everything that was happening, I didn't want Daniel holding back. My entire body tensed when I felt two slick fingers against my entrance. “Please, Daniel. I don't need any more prep. I just need you.”

  “Sucks to be you then,” he quipped. “I want to play around a bit first. Not going to last long once I get inside of you. Been thinking about how that ass would squeeze me for too damn long.”

  “You can't say shit like that,” I scolded him. I already felt my nuts drawing tight against my body. Between his words and the way he wiggled his fingers inside of me, I was already on the verge of coming all over myself.

  He ignored me, pressing his fingers inside, scissoring them to stretch me. He shoved in again and began fucking me, every stroke grazing against the overly sensitive bundle of nerves inside. I dug my fingernails into Colin’s forearm, pleading for mercy with my eyes.

  He bent down, sealing his mouth over mine right as I screamed. The kiss felt like it went on forever. The two of them were doing everything in their power to overwhelm my senses. I was only vaguely aware of the sound of a plastic wrapper crinkling. Then the cap of a bottle flicking open, and the shock of cold lube drizzling down my crease.

  Daniel spread my legs wider as he shuffled into position. I pushed up on my elbows, looking down at him. Fuck, seeing him kneeling between my legs did shit to me. “Shouldn't I flip over or something?”

  Daniel shook his head. “Want you just like this. Want you to remember the look on my face as I bury myself inside of you the first time. Because I can guarantee you, I'll never forget how you look as I stretch you wide.”

  “Do it,” I demanded, blindly reaching for him.

  Daniel swatted my hand away. “Is that how a good boy asks?”

  “Please, Sir,” I begged. I hadn't meant to disrespect him. I simply allowed myself to get so caught up in the moment that I forgot.

  “Don't worry, sweetheart,” Colin reassured me. “You don't have to be perfect.”

  Daniel chuckled. “Perfect would be boring. I’m looking forward to getting to spank that gorgeous ass until it's bright red and you can't hold back your cries.”

  I couldn't wait for that, either. And knowing they wouldn't get angry with me when I screwed up, lifted a heavy weight from my chest. Colin cupped my face in his hand. I leaned into the touch.

  “Both of us know what we’re getting into with you,” he reassured me. “And you are exactly who we want to be with.”

  “I want that, too.” Whenever they looked at me with such raw longing, it was hard to remember why it had taken me so long to accept that this was who I was. I stared into Colin’s warm gaze, trying to match my breathing to his as Daniel pressed the head of his cock against my entrance.

  “That's it, sweetheart,” Colin praised me. “Just breathe with me. Bear down and relax.”

  I tried to focus on the pad of his thumb brushing against my cheek, rather than trying to resist the intrusion in my ass.

  “So fucking good,” Daniel ground out. He squeezed my hips, holding me in place. “You feel even better than I imagined you would.”

  I opened my mouth to make a sarcastic remark, snapping it shut as Daniel buried himself deeper inside of me. I pulled myself upright, digging my fingers into his ass.

  “Don't go slow,” I demanded. “Fuck me like you mean it, like you know I’m not a woman you have to be careful with.”

  Instead of fucking me senseless, Daniel pulled out. He glared down at me before slapping my ass. “Who's in charge here?”

  I swallowed hard, wondering how I missed this domineering side of his personality for so long. “You are, Sir.”

  He popped me on the hip one more time. “That's right. And if you keep trying to top from the bottom, you're going to find out just how evil I can be.”

  I had no clue what any of that meant, but I sure as hell didn't want to find out. I dropped my arms to the mattress, going limp and pliant for him.

  “That's my good boy.” I sighed as I felt his cock stretching me again.

  “Is it everything you imagined it would be?” Colin asked.

  Daniel and I responded at the same time. “Better,” he said as I cried out, “Fuck, yes.”

  Colin gripped my chin tightly, turning my gaze toward him. “Told you you'd like this.”

  “You know what would make it even better?” I scooted lower on the bed, Daniel staying with me, in me, holding me tight.

  “Are you looking for something?” Colin chuckled as he started stroking his length. He bent down, kissing me again. “Are you a dirty boy who wants to feel stuffed on both ends?”

  “Please,” I begged. I wanted that more than I'd ever imagined possible. Colin shuffled around until he straddled my chest, his hard length bouncing against my chin. I stuck my tongue out, trying to get a taste of him. I stiffened when he slapped my cheek. My immediate instinct was to lash out and buck him to the floor, but even more, I wanted him to do it again. I was too far gone to try to figure out what the hell that meant.

  “Yeah, you like it when we’re rough, don't you?” He chuckled again, this time the sound gravelly, almost dangerous. He pinched my chin tight enough that I cried out in discomfort. “It's going to be fun seeing how far we can push you.”

  He held the base of his cock, painting my lips with his arousal. Every time he pulled back, I licked his essence from my mouth, closing my eyes as if I was savoring the best dessert ever.

  “We might have to you get a hotel room some weekend,” he mused, although I wasn't sure if he was speaking directly to anyone. “Someplace out of the way, where no one will ask too many questions. Can't wait to see how much you're willing to take from us.”

  It was only then I realized Daniel had stilled inside me. I reached out, meeting reassurance that he was still with us.

  “It was hard to concentrate with him teasing you,” he admitted. “Wanted to see what Colin was going to do next. Wish we had a mirror.”

  He might not be able to see Colin teasing me with his fat cock, but it wasn’t as if he had a bad view. Maybe someday, I’d be the one watching Colin’s ass flex as he fed Daniel his cock.

  “I was hoping he was about to shove his cock down my throat, but he seems to want to talk,” I quipped.

  I bristled when I felt Colin's hand at the base of my throat. My dick twitched, bouncing off my abs, a pool of precum sliding into my pubes. There was so much fucked up in all of this. Why hadn't I told him to get the fuck out yet? The harsher he treated me, the more I craved. I wanted that dirty weekend getaway he imagined, wanted to know what it would be like if I wasn’t surrounded by anything that reminded me why I shouldn’t want to be their
dirty boy.

  He glared at me, his strong legs bracketing my chest.

  “If you want it, you need to ask nicely,” he reminded me.

  Was I seriously about to ask him to let me suck his dick? Another bead of pre-come dripped onto my lower lip. I stuck my tongue out, licking away the bitter, salty, fluid. Yes, I absolutely was. I’d beg if that was what he required of me.

  “Please, Colin? Fill me.” He bent down, kissing my forehead far more tenderly than should be allowed in a moment like this.

  “Well, I suppose since you remembered your manners, I can't refuse.” He held my chin as he began feeding me his length.

  Daniel pulled out of my ass, entering me again, slowly, as if he was trying to match his pace to Colin’s. I clenched my eyes shut, falling into an almost trance-like state where the only thing that existed was the push and pull, the filling and emptying of my body. Someone sped up and the other followed.

  Hands closed around my shaft, stroking me, dragging his thumb through my slit. It was impossible to draw a breath. My vision went hazy as Daniel pegged my prostate over and over. I whimpered and cried as Colin buried his dick in my throat, leaving a coating of thick fluid on my tongue with every retreat. Sweat dripped onto my chest. It felt like we’d spent years building to this moment, and finally, I couldn’t take another second. I screamed, tossing my head back, forgetting about the task I had been given as I succumbed to my pleasure.

  Colin started jerking himself, holding the tip of his cock close to my mouth.

  “Open for me, baby,” he demanded. I held my mouth open, tongue hanging out, awaiting his release. Our eyes remained locked on one another as he stroked himself to climax. Spurts of cum fell into my mouth. I spluttered as it slid down my throat, gasping for air.

  Colin carefully slid off my chest, laying next to me, shoving one leg under mine as Daniel pounded into me.

  “Never thought he would last the longest,” Colin mused as he stroked my damp chest. “That really says something about how good you are with your mouth.”

  I heard him, but as Daniel kept nailing that sensitive part I hadn’t even known existed, there was no way I could come up with a coherent response, so I settled for gripping Colin's hand tightly, pulling him closer so I could kiss him. I expected him to shy away because my mouth still tasted like him but, if anything, it only turned him on more. He devoured every corner of my mouth, as if he was trying to lick his own essence.