by Zoey Derrick
I’ve been sitting on Talon’s lap for some time. He was getting mobbed by girls and all but begged me to sit on his lap so that they’d stop. I can’t say no to that, but now Kyle is having to deal with it. Mouse finally vacates the couch with his chick, no doubt headed for the bathroom in the back to bang her senseless. As soon as she’s gone I motion for Kyle to take his seat. He gladly comes over quickly and sits right next to Talon. I smile and stretch my legs out onto his.
“Now this is what I’m talking about,” I say quietly and both guys laugh. I nestle into Talon’s lap and rest my head on his shoulder while he gently strokes my back and Kyle’s fingers caress my legs. All the contact points are enough to send me into overdrive. I shiver. “I need you,” I say against Talon’s neck.
“Then let’s go.” He looks at Kyle. “She needs us.”
Kyle moves quickly to stand up and I laugh. These two are too much and I don’t care, I will figure out a way to do this with them, I need them both. I’d take them in the bathroom but I don’t think I can handle that. Not yet anyway. I need a bed.
Talon leads both of us to the back. Mills and Beck are quick to step in front of us, leading us out the back door. It amazes me just how much they know about their surroundings and how easily they read the guy’s intentions before the guys even have a clue what they are.
When we hit the back door, there are a couple of town cars parked out here waiting for the band and we climb in the same as before. “The hotel is across the street,” Mills says as we climb in. “But the car will take you to a private entrance.” He reaches into his pocket. “Here are your room keys and Beck will escort you. I’m going to keep an eye on things here.”
“Thank, Mills,” Talon says as he climbs in. Mills closes the door and we’re off in no time flat. The driver goes a block, turns right at the light, then another right then through an intersection and finally into a parking garage.
Once underneath, all is quiet and Talon hands us each our keys to the suite. “Room seven oh one.”
Beck turns to face us. “The elevator will take us straight to the seventh floor.”
“Perfect. Thanks, Beck,” Kyle says as we pull up to the elevator.
“Wait until the elevator arrives.” Beck climbs out, shuts the door and pushes the elevator button. It opens immediately and he holds it with his hand. Talon opens his door and climbs out. He waits for me.
“No, get in there.” I tell him and he hesitates then goes and slides into the elevator. Kyle and I quickly climb out and we’re able to join him without incident and we’re quickly whisked up to our floor. Beck blocks our exit to make sure the hallway is clear and when it is, he lets us pass. Kyle leads the way, Talon rests his hand on my lower back. The contact sends a shiver of excitement though me as he pushes me along. Beck is bringing up the rear.
It feels a bit dramatic, considering nothing actually happened tonight to warrant their concern. However the flip side of that is if they become too complacent, something is likely to happen and no one is prepared.
We slide into the room and Beck takes his post outside. I wonder if they really stay there all night. Seems a little unfair, and likely ridiculous considering it brings more attention to the room.
No sooner does the door close behind us and I am being pushed against the wall by both Talon and Kyle. One on each hip. “Did you miss me, boys?”
“Yes,” they say in unison and their mouths are quickly all over me. Then, out of nowhere, Kyle wraps his fingers around the back of Talon’s neck, pulling him toward him. Without hesitation from either man, Kyle’s lips land on Talon’s and I melt into a pool against the wall. The kiss is soft, but yet very masculine if there is such a thing. There’s no tongue, but there doesn’t need to be. Their lips are moving in sync with one another and I’m speechless as my pussy weeps down the inside of my thigh.
I could almost be jealous of their kissing, mainly because their arms are holding each other and I’m just an innocent, very turned on bystander. Fuck, it’s hot. I can’t even find the words to describe the beauty of these two men kissing each other, but there just are no words.
I watch as Kyle’s hands begin to work at the buttons on the leather vest Talon is wearing over his t-shirt. If I wasn’t so horny and unable to move, I would take a seat and watch the show, but I can’t because I’m mesmerized to the point of it being hypnotizing. Once Kyle has the vest undone, he slides it from his shoulders. As soon as Talon is free, he goes for Kyle’s shirt. Pulling it free and lifting it over his head.
Kyle doesn’t hesitate in lifting his arms and Talon quickly tosses the shirt to the floor. Now bare chested and exposed a couple feet in front of me, I can truly appreciate the tattooed beauty that is Kyle Black. His pecs are well defined, his skin pulled tight against the muscle below the surface. He has beautiful brown nipples in contrast to the light chest hair along his breastbone. He has a dragon over his left pec, right near his heart.
He’s sleeved from shoulder to wrist with various objects, symbols that one day I hope to ask him about. On his left shoulder, something catches my eye. Mixed in with the mosaic of colors and designs is a name. One name. Daniel. Whether for his father or his brother, either way, it’s beautiful. I bat back tears.
Kyle goes for the hem of Talon’s shirt, pulling it up and he breaks the kiss to remove his shirt. Talon is equally beautiful in a different kind of way. He’s very muscular. Including a beautiful six pack and that gorgeous V that I just want to lick and kiss. My mouth is watering but I’m too entranced to move.
Talon’s hands are rubbing along Kyle’s chest and down to his stomach and I whimper. My pussy is ready to be touched and I am so close to doing it myself. Just watching these two strip each other is the hugest turn on. Watching them touch and caress each other. Shivers run through me and I shake in anticipation of what they’re going to do next.
“You think we might want to pay attention to our girl?” Talon breathes against Kyle’s lips.
Kyle smiles. “I think she’s enjoying herself watching us. My guess is that she’s about ten seconds away from sliding her hand under her panties.”
Talon laughs and I snort, “Eleven seconds at least.”
They both look at me. “You’re so full of shit. I saw you shiver,” Talon says. “Were you hoping we’d forgotten about you so you could watch?”
I moan and nod. They both grab one of my hands and start to lead me toward the bedroom. I am so wrapped up in their shirtless bodies that I don’t bother looking around the suite. “We will never forget about you. But it was one hell of a show, wasn’t it?” Kyle teases me with a grin.
“Umm, yeah,” I breathe. “And I was about four seconds away from stuffing my hand down my pants.” I laugh and the dirty looks in their eyes tells me that I’m in real trouble.
We cross the threshold into one of the bedrooms. It’s obviously the master of the suite because it’s huge. A king size bed dominates the room, but there is plenty of room surrounding the bed. They lead me to the end of the bed and before I can even consider doing anything to them, I am sandwiched between them. My back to Kyle and my front pressed tight against Talon’s chest.
“I think it’s time we put you out of your misery,” Talon says as he takes my head in his hands, bringing his lips to mine and I melt. His lips are soft and warm. I can taste a little of Kyle on his lips and it’s an amazing combination. My mind goes blank of all coherent thought.
I can feel Kyle’s hands wrap around my waist, finding the button on my skirt and undoing it. Then he gently pushes it down my legs and as soon as it gets past my thighs it falls to the floor and Kyle disappears from behind me.
“Fuck me,” He breathes and Talon pulls back, looking over my shoulder at Kyle. Then just like that, I’m standing alone at the end of the bed. On the verge of exploding as they’re both ogling me. “Turn around, baby girl.” Kyle commands and I obey, turning slowly.
I’m left in my fishnets, my garter, my pointless thong panties and my corse
t. With the tops of my fairy’s wings and my sleeves exposed I can picture their visual. I keep turning until I am facing Kyle and without warning I am ensconced once again in a tangle arms and bodies and Kyle’s lips are slamming into mine. Hard and hot. Heavy and desperate.
Talon’s hands slide up my corset, cupping my breasts and sliding his fingers along my nipples and I shudder. God, I need them. I need this. Kyle’s tongue begins an erotic dance with mine and Talon’s lips are kissing along my collarbone. My nipples harden further into tight painful pebbles.
I begin unbuttoning Kyle’s pants, pushing them down and freeing his cock. I kiss him deeper for a moment then try to turn around to face Talon. They realize what I’m doing and give me a little space to move around.
As soon as I’m facing Talon, his lips are on mine. His tongue slides quickly into my mouth and my hands go to his belt and undo it. Then the button and his fly, before sliding both his boxers and his jeans down his thighs. I can feel his cock bounce between us and then hear the slap against his stomach at the force of being freed. He hisses.
I turn again with my back to the bed and I push them both on their chests so that they back away a step or two. When I’m free of their bodies, I sit down and slide onto the bed, crossing my legs at the ankles. My boots are still on, and I’ll get around to undoing them shortly. Right now, I want them to continue my show.
It doesn’t take them very long to take in my composure and then look at each other. I watch as they take in each other’s nakedness and then Kyle starts toeing off his shoes and pushing out of his pants and his socks. He’s completely naked and Talon quickly follows suit and before I know it, they’re back in each other’s arms, right where they left off. Kissing each other. Kyle’s hands are on Talon’s cheeks and Talon’s hands are sliding along Kyle’s naked torso, but rather than going north, he’s working his way south. Working toward his erection.
Kyle’s kisses grow more urgent with each soft pass of Talon’s fingers and the closer he gets to reaching his goal. I set about untying my boots, but I do it without removing my eyes from them. The moment Talon’s hands reach Kyle’s erection, he releases Talon’s lips and throws his head back, groaning.
Talon doesn’t stop what he’s doing to Kyle. I watch as he continues stroking Kyle’s erection and gradually the first touch wears off, bringing his head back toward Talon. I watch as Kyle’s hands begin roaming across Talon’s chest, heading south, ready to engage just as Talon is doing to him. Talon thrusts his hips forward in encouragement. Kyle takes the hint and grabs a hold of Talon’s hard cock, pushing and pulling his hand along Talon’s shaft. “Fuck,” Talon groans and I shed my boots.
I continue watching. I want to shed my panties and leave the outfit on. It has driven them to this point and the least I can do is honor them by keeping it on.
Kyle falls to his knees in front of Talon. His eyes plead for permission just as I lift my butt to remove the scrap of material keeping me from plunging my fingers in and out of my pussy.
Talon nods and Kyle slides forward, ready to take Talon into his mouth. “I’ve never done this,” Kyle whispers. I can hear the fear and the concern in his voice.
“Neither have I,” Talon says softly, “but I don’t want you to stop.”
Kyle nods and braces himself. He wraps his fingers around Talon’s length and brings his mouth slowly to the swollen crown. He sticks his tongue out, licking.
His hesitation is palpable and visible in his shaky movements, watching his distress sends a wave of calm through me. “Kyle?” I ask.
“Hmm?” His eyes meet mine and they’re wary. Scared, but he’s still hard, so this is not a turn off to him.
I don’t ask him what I’d intended to, it’s time to try and help my boys. I slide down off the bed at the same time I pull one breast free of my corset. Talon is looking down at Kyle, while Kyle is watching me, I pull my other breast free, exposing a part of my body I know they love. Helping them, showing them that this is all okay. My nipples grow diamond hard as they’re exposed to the coolness of the room.
I settle myself next to Kyle, who blindly reaches for my hand, intertwining our fingers. He’s taking strength and comfort from my presence. I can also see the muscles in Talon’s legs relax a little as I scoot closer to Kyle. “Stop if you don’t want to do this,” I say to Kyle.
“I want to do this,” he says determined. I smile at him. With my free hand, I gently stroke along his hard shaft, letting him know that this isn’t just about Talon. His hand squeezes tighter around my fingers and he looks back up at Talon.
I hear Talon’s rush of air leaving his lungs and I see the lust and desire fill Kyle’s eyes. Again Talon nods, letting him know it’s okay, and that he wants him to continue. With a little squeeze on my hand, Kyle gently licks Talon’s cock. Once, twice, a third time. Talon’s legs begin to shake and his breathing hitches with the pleasure Kyle is providing him.
Deciding that I need to help keep them going, I take my hand away from Kyle’s erection and run it along Talon’s leg, pushing all my strength into him so that he too knows I’m here for him. After a moment I begin sliding my hand up Talon’s leg, toward his erection.
I stop when my fingers tickle along his balls and he shudders violently, I can hear his teeth grind together before the hiss of air sucks through his teeth. The action is immediately followed up with a moan around Talon’s cock. I know that Kyle is getting his first real taste of pre-cum.
Kyle pulls back, looking at me with the same lust he had for Talon. I release his hand, cup his neck and crush him to my lips with greedy hunger. I can taste both of them on Kyle’s tongue and it sends my clit pulsing once again.
“Fuck, that’s so fucking hot.” Talon’s hand strokes my hair and finds my hair tie. He makes quick work of removing it so he can run his fingers through my hair. I love having his hand on my head and having Kyle at my lips is even better.
I pull back and quickly take Talon’s erection into my mouth, licking and sucking as Kyle watches me closely. I let my hand fall down Kyle’s neck then his chest, straight down to his cock. I gently tease it and stroke it at the same time as I grip Talon in my other hand. Stroking in time with my mouth. “Fuck,” he groans and his legs start to tremble. “I’ve got to… Dammit!” I smile and am encouraged by Kyle’s lack of hesitation when he wraps his own hand around Talon. I let Talon fall free and Kyle doesn’t hesitate sucking him into his mouth. Kyle broke that barrier of uncomfortable and drove straight into ‘I need more.’ Sometimes, all it takes is one time to hook you into enjoying something forever.
“Talon. Lay down,” I say and Kyle releases him. Talon stumbles the couple of steps to the bed and plops down. I giggle. He’s in a lust coma, and fuck, it’s hot. Kyle needs no further direction from me. He climbs up onto the bed, pushing Talon to slide backward a little bit and he does. I can tell the moment Kyle takes hold of him because I watch as Talon’s muscles tighten and contract, followed by a pleasure filled groan.
Talon is watching Kyle, but he has one eye on me. Curiosity and pleasure dance behind his eyelids. I stand up behind Kyle and gently place my hands on his ass. He jumps at my contact. “All you have to do is say stop, and I won’t hesitate.” I watch as he moans and nods around Talon’s hard-on.
Talon gives me a questioning look. My answer is to slip my middle finger between my lips and suck. His eyes widen, a little in fear but also in excitement. I suck for a few more seconds and then lean down and kiss Kyle on one of his ass cheeks. He flinches again. “Relax, baby. I promise I’m not going to hurt you.” I stroke my dry hand along the curve of his back. I can feel the fear and tension drain from his body as he sags down. I kiss him again, this time more open mouth. I repeat the process as I make my way toward his core. Toward a place I’m pretty confident no one has ever been. I pull back, situating myself, and I lick my finger again while I rub along his lower back and down onto the cheeks of his glorious ass. He tenses again as my hand draws ever closer to my goal.
> “It’s alright,” Talon says and then his hand is stroking through Kyle’s hair. I smile as Kyle relaxes yet again. I nod at Talon and he continues stroking as Kyle continues sucking. Once he is back in a rhythm, I take my chance. I lean down and with a wet, languid tongue I find that happy spot just under his balls, exposed to me because of his position. His balls tighten, his cock jumps and he moans around Talon.
I gradually move my tongue higher, drawing closer to the tight ring of where I want to be the most. Kyle’s body quakes with tension and pleasure. Then I reach it. I stroke a very wet, fat tongue across his entrance and he shudders, moaning loud and hard against Talon. I see Talon’s hand grip into Kyle’s hair, holding him, guiding him. I let some spit fall down my tongue and again Kyle trembles, need pouring out from his body. I pull back then slide my finger along the outside of his entrance, toying with him.
His hips begin to thrust, his cock bouncing. I look at Talon, raise an eyebrow then look pointedly at Kyle. Talon nods and his eyes roll back into his head, and his muscles clamp down hard.
I gently push my finger into Kyle while I grip his cock in my other hand, stroking downward. Talon’s cock pops free as he grunts out the last of his orgasm.
Kyle explodes. “Ahh! Fuck. Shit,” Kyle screams out. I milk out his orgasm with my hand. It wasn’t quite the reaction I expected, but, it’s better and I can’t help but smile and look over Kyle’s backside and meet Talon’s eyes. He has his own little satisfied smile on his face.
“I think it’s her turn,” Talon says, raising an eyebrow at me. I gently extract my finger, what little of it made it in, and watch as Kyle sinks into the mattress, curling into a turtle on the bed.
“That was fucking intense,” he breathes against Talon’s thigh. “I need a minute.”
“Mind if I have at her?” I roll my eyes at Talon’s question.