Consensual Infidelity

by Shayla Kersten

  This was it. Something he’d never thought to achieve. His body tensed as he thought about Jay’s cock. Before Friday, only Brady’s fingers had ever breeched his own asshole.

  While the dildo play stretched him out, Jay’s dick was at least half again thicker. The idea of Jay’s long, thick cock pushing inside him both turned him on and scared the spit out of him. He sucked harder on Denise’s fingers as his mouth dried up.

  “You okay?” Denise pulled her fingers free. “Hey, look at me.” Her hand cupped his chin, turning his head toward her. “If you don’t want to do this, we can stop.”

  “No. I want to. I…just a little scared. I guess.” Brady realized the admission made him even more vulnerable. While he didn’t think Denise would prey on his fears, Jay was another story. Would he stop if Brady said to?

  Jay’s mouth freed his cock. His hands dropped away from Brady’s body. “Are you sure, Brady? I won’t go any farther until you say so.”

  Brady wanted to cry out at the loss of Jay’s touch. “Yes.” His body demanded Brady finish what he started. The physical curiosity outweighed his mental fears. “Just.” He bit his lip, not really knowing what he wanted to say. “Go slow.”

  A soft chuckle accompanied Jay’s hand wrapping around Brady’s cock once again. “I plan on it, Brady boy. Plan on it.” Fingers rolled Brady’s balls again, the touch firm but not painful. “And you can stop me. Any time. Just say stop.”

  Nodding, Brady closed his eyes. The decision made, his muscles relaxed. A deep breath exhaled as a long sigh.

  “That’s it, Brady. Just relax. I’ll do all the work now.” Jay’s fingers dipped under Brady’s scrotum.

  The soft touch scrolled past his hole then back again. The tease intensified Brady’s need. “Please…”

  “Please…” Denise echoed Brady. Her gaze locked on Brady’s crotch, watching with an intense frown creasing her brow.

  “I think she’s as anxious as you are, Brady.” Jay relieved her of her burden, setting the condoms on one side of the sling, near Brady’s hip. Opening the bottle, he squirted the clear gel on two fingers. Gaze locked with Brady, Jay’s hand dipped below Brady’s groin.

  “Cold.” Brady ground together his back teeth. Stupid comment but his brain ceased coherent thought as a finger pushed inside his ass.

  “It’ll warm up. I promise.” Jay’s wide smile crinkled crow’s-feet around his eyes. “Denise, darling, why don’t you distract him a little?”

  “Sure.” Once again, she dipped her hand into her panties. Wet with her juices, she ran her finger over Brady’s bottom lip. “Want to taste again?”

  “Oh, yeah…”

  Instead of letting him suck her fingers, she tugged her bra down until she revealed her creamy breasts. After smearing her cream on an erect nipple, she leaned over the sling, offering it to him.

  “Oh, yeah.” His lips clamped on her breast, sucking the sweet flavor from her skin. His teeth raked the plump nipple.

  “Shit!” Her curse coincided with Jay’s finger pushing deeper.

  Brady almost matched her in breathlessness. “Damn!” Releasing her flesh, he threw back his head, letting it dip off the edge of the sling. Pleasure spiked through him so strong, he couldn’t breathe. A jolt of shock sped through his cock, almost enough to push him over.

  “Ah, I see I found your prostate.”

  Two days ago, Denise had been gentler, more cautious. Jay, instead went for serious pressure, sending bursts of pleasure spiking through Brady. His fists clenched tighter around the chains. The bite of the metal in his palms only added to his growing ecstasy. “More!”

  “Happy to oblige.” A soft chuckle accompanied another finger.

  This time, a burn followed the push but Brady didn’t care. His body demanded more.

  Denise leaned over Brady’s body. Her lips found a nipple. Tongue teased and tormented and then teeth joined in to play.

  Arching up, Brady pressed against her mouth, encouraging her. “More.”

  Another finger. A hand around his cock. A soft one. Soft tongue, sharp teeth. Brady’s head whirled, trying to separate each sensation as they all mixed together.

  “More!” His groan was louder. His need definitely stronger.

  Several fingers plunged deeper, brushing his prostate. A shiver of desire started in his balls, rapidly spreading through his body. Desire rocked him but he needed—

  “More! Please fuck me!”

  “Ready or not, you asked for it.”

  The fingers disappeared, leaving Brady empty, body and soul. More cold lube. More pushing fingers then gone again. Before his dry mouth could form the plea again, more came.

  The thick crown pushed at his hole, forcing him open. Burning and pain cut into his desire then ramped up the heat of need. Brady flexed his legs, hands tugging at his chains, trying to move toward the hot stiff dick invading his ass.

  Denise’s cheek rested on Brady’s chest. Facing Jay, her hot breath teased Brady’s skin as her hand worked his cock. “Oh, yes… Fuck him.”

  Every muscle in his body tensed, and Brady bucked against his restraints. “Please!”

  Her head popped up then she turned to face Brady. “Want him to stop?”

  “No! Stop asking.”

  A grin split her mouth, white teeth showing in a Cheshire grin. “Okay. I’ll stop asking.”

  Sweat dribbled down the side of Brady’s face, tickling a trail to his ear.

  Denise ducked her head near his cheek. Her hot tongue caught the sweat before it could fall farther. “You look good like this,” she whispered. “On the end of someone’s dick.”

  “Feels good too.” Jay’s face beaded with sweat. His words gasped out between short breaths. “Tightest ass. I’ve had. In a long time.” His body inched forward then pulled back. Each stroke pushed him deeper.

  Each plunge swept pleasure through Brady’s body. Need crawled across his skin like ants on a picnic lunch. “Need…”

  “More?” Denise finished his request with a grin.

  Brady nodded. His desperation building, desire twisted like pain through his balls.

  With a final sharp push, Jay’s cock seated as far as it could go, filling Brady’s ass.

  “So more you’ll get, Brady boy.” Jay grabbed the chains above Brady’s feet. Rearing back, he pulled almost free of Brady’s ass then plunged deep, hard. “Time for some serious fucking.”

  As the sweetest combination of pain and pleasure enveloped his body, Brady howled. Sharp burn competed with the intensity of Jay’s cock running roughshod over his prostate.

  The sling swung back and forth, adding force to each of Jay’s strokes. Denise’s hand tightened on his cock, low near the base and the cock ring, helping keep his climax at bay.

  Jay punctuated each plunge with a grunt or groan. Beaded sweat formed rivulets, running down his flushed face.

  “Fuck me!” Brady growled.

  Harder, faster. The vein in Jay’s temple throbbed almost in time with his strokes.

  Denise moved down his body, her hand still tight around his dick.

  A shout erupted from Brady’s throat as her hot mouth engulfed his length. “Fuck!”

  Pounding strokes, sucking heat, chains rattling, wrists bound, legs spread…

  Muscles cramped. Jay’s body slammed against him and held. His loud groan and pumping hips added to Brady’s pleasure. His eyes rolled back as the intense ecstasy overwhelmed him. Then Jay stopped, sliding free his cock.

  Brady howled his agony, fists clenching around the chains. “Don’t stop! So close!”

  “Yes. However, I’m afraid Denise is getting the short end of the stick. Or no stick at all, actually.”

  Struggling to catch his breath and Jay’s words, realization dawned. What was Jay proposing?

  Jay leaned over Brady then loosened the cuffs. Slipping an arm under Brady’s waist, he tugged him upward. “Let’s make you the centerpiece of this little fantasy.”

  Bodies plastered together
, Jay’s cock pressed against Brady’s stomach for a brief minute. Jay urged him to turn around, facing the sling.

  Dizziness swept through Brady. He leaned back against Jay, struggling to catch his breath. His heart raced, blood rushing to his cock. His throat closed with frustration, and his eyes stung with disappointment.

  “Dee, why don’t you climb up in the sling?”

  Jay’s words sunk in and the brief depression disappeared as fast as it arrived. Denise shed her panties so fast, Brady thought she must have used Velcro to hold them on.

  The sight of her was amazing, splayed out in the sling, legs held in the stirrups high on the chains. The brown pubic hair surrounding her labia glistened with her cream. Her engorged clit peeked through pink swollen lips.

  His cock twitched with the need to bury himself inside her. Feel the heat of her slick walls.

  Jay nudged him forward. Brady didn’t want to lose the heat of Jay’s body against him. Torn, he didn’t know what to do.

  A low chuckle vibrated against Brady’s shoulder. “Go on. I plan to finish fucking you.”

  Denise’s giggle joined Jay’s laugh. Raising her arms, she crooked her fingers in a come-here motion. “I really need some cock and I don’t think Jay’s willing to do us both.”

  “Ewww! Girly bits! I love you but not that much!” As Jay squealed in goofy falsetto, he reached around Brady and slipped a condom over Brady’s aching length. His hand ran up and down his latex-sheathed flesh. “Don’t want them personally but we must keep them safe.”

  Brady let his sense of humor ease the intensity racking his body and allowed a snort of laughter. Relaxing his stance, he moved forward until he reached Denise.

  As he eased his dick into her slick depths, the condom didn’t begin to protect him from her heat. “Oh, baby.” Brady bit his lower lip as he leaned over her body. Face nestled near her breasts, he sucked air into his suddenly tight chest.

  With a quick push, Jay once again settled deep in Brady’s ass. The motion shoved Brady tighter against Denise’s pussy.

  Denise’s hands cupped his head on both sides. “How’s it feel? Fucking and being fucked at the same time.” Her breath wasn’t too steady either. Her thighs pressed hard against his hips.

  Chains rattled from either her feet or Jay’s hands. He didn’t really care but the clanking sound added to his surreal dream.

  Heat lanced through his ass with a fast stroke. Brady pushed back to follow as Jay pulled away. Brady’s dick slid almost free of Denise’s pussy. Before Brady could reverse course, Jay’s next stroke forced him back into her, hard.

  Again, push, pull, in, out. Brady followed a rhythm demanded by growing need. Each stroke in his ass returned him to the welcoming heat of Denise’s slick channel. Everything seemed out of his control. A pawn in the middle, doing Jay’s bidding. Then Denise’s.

  The thought added to his rising climax. He needed this but he needed her even more.

  Denise’s arms wrapped around his neck, tugging him forward. Jay’s hands gripped his hips, pushing into him, hard and deep. A thick cock in his ass while he buried his dick in Denise.

  Fantasy… Deep and dark taken flight into the light. Would everything change? Could he walk away from his attraction to men and settle for only a woman?

  Denise’s hands tugged up his face to meet her gaze. Straining her head forward, she met his lips.

  Hard kisses, full of rising passion and a pattern of breathy moans he recognized. “Come on, baby,” he whispered between kisses. “Come for me.”

  “Yes…” Denise’s head fell back. Her fingers tightened on his face. “Oh, God, yes!” Her body jerked out of control as her pussy walls contracted around him. Her thighs clenched against his hips, trapping Jay’s hands in place.

  As if cued by Denise’s orgasm, Jay’s strokes grew harder, faster. Pistoning in and out of Brady’s ass, Jay’s motions were rough and almost painful but Brady welcomed him.

  Brady gave up even pretending control. His balls tightened as his come rose. Spurts of pleasure mixed with the pain of Jay’s hard ride. Too late to stop anything. Not that he wanted to. His muscles clenched to the edge of cramping. “Arrr…”

  Jay matched Brady’s cry. His hips jerked tight against Brady’s ass, bouncing with each grunt of pleasure, slamming Brady deeper into Denise.

  Too much… Pleasure, pain, desire, fulfillment… Brady’s head spun with more sensations than he could process. His vision tunneled, black seeping in around the edges. Closing his eyes, he rested his weight on Denise. Just a minute. Need a minute. Catch his breath…

  *

  Denise released her hold on Brady’s neck. His head lolled forward, resting against her breast. “Brady!” She held up his head, peering into his face. Eyes closed, mouth slackened. “Jay, he’s passed out.”

  “Hang on.” Jay’s hoarse croaked words made her glance away from Brady. His hands gripped the sling’s support chains with a white-knuckled grip.

  “Don’t you fucking pass out, too. We need to call 911.”

  “Not going to.” Jay backed away from the sling, his cock sliding free of Brady’s body. “I’ll get a cold rag.”

  “Wait!”

  Brady’s eyelids fluttered then opened. Glassy-eyed, he blinked a few times then met her gaze.

  “Hey, babe. You scared me. Again.” She ran her hand over his sweaty hair. “Look at me.”

  “Scared?” Raising his head, he blinked his eyes again then let his eyelids droop half closed.

  “You passed out.”

  “Did not.” Brady’s gaze darted back and forth between her and Jay. “Needed a minute to regroup.”

  Denise took a deep breath and let out a relieved laugh. “We won’t argue the point now.” Cradling his head in her arms, Denise tried to slow her racing heart. Too much. Between orgasm and fear, she was afraid she’d end up with a heart attack. Explain that one to the paramedics… “Are you really okay?”

  Brady shook free of her hold. “Yes. Just need to catch my breath.”

  Jay moved up near Denise’s head. “You two might be more comfortable in the bed. Think you can stand up?” One hand held his semi-erect cock. The other gripped one of the support chains. He looked none too steady either.

  “Yeah.” His weight eased off of Denise’s body then slid back down. “Maybe not. Dizzy.”

  Jay ran his hands around Brady’s back and shoulders. “Must have been a hell of a ride. Never had anyone swoon on me.” His shaky laugh sounded as relieved as Denise felt.

  “Didn’t swoon!” Brady’s growl was stronger, vibrating against Denise’s skin.

  “Of course, you didn’t.” Denise kept her smile to herself. Her thrumming body reminded her of the deep satisfaction weakening her own muscles. No telling what Brady felt like.

  Watching him fly to pieces had sent her over the edge, but she hadn’t had time to enjoy the afterglow. A lolling Brady scared it right out of her.

  “Let’s get him to the bed. Let him rest a little while.” Jay slid his arm between Brady’s chest and her stomach.

  “You okay?” Denise asked as Jay trembled against her skin.

  “Fine. Let’s get boyfriend to the bed. Then I can take a breather.” Jay reached an arm around Brady then slid the condom off his dick.

  As he stood, Brady grabbed the support chains. “I’ll be okay.” He shook off Jay’s arm then started across the room toward the bed. His slow walk was a bit bowlegged.

  Denise bit her lip to keep from smiling.

  He was amazing. She’d never been so horny or come so many times. Twice she’d come from just squeezing her thighs together. But with Brady’s dick deep inside her, powered by the feeling of Jay pounding Brady’s ass… Damn… She could go another round right now. Too bad men didn’t recuperate that fast.

  Still…maybe she could coax him back to life sooner, rather than later.

  Brady crawled on the bed without pulling back the covers. Flat on his stomach, feet hanging at an angle off the bed, he
buried his face in a pillow.

  Climbing on the bed next to him, Denise ran her hand down his damp spine. “You sure you’re okay?”

  “Uh huh.”

  An electronic chirp interrupted. With a groan, Jay strode over to his clothes then dug out his phone and checked the display. “That’s me. Looks like Angela really needs reinforcements this time. Guess Sunday night isn’t so slow after all.” Gathering his clothes under his arm, he moved back to the bed. “I’ll leave you in Denise’s tender loving care. For now.” After a quick swat on Brady’s backside, Jay hurried across the room and out the door.