Holding Tight Five in a Bed 03
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Mother earth’s full moon rose like a giant orange orb reflecting the sun’s glorious rays. Shades of yellow, purple, and aqua painted the sky and danced on the water.
“It’s so big,” Danny said in awe.
A chill ran through him as a large wave rolled in, knocking him back. For a split second, he lost his footing, then he laughed out loud as his two strong lovers swept him into the air.
On a silent count of three Mitch and Antonio had swung him off his feet. They lifted him up every time a wave came in, bringing them further into the ocean. Danny first entered knee deep, then thigh. His penis, swinging out with him, hit the surface on the third landing. By the time he was chest deep, Antonio lifted him on his hip and carried him toward the moonlight shimmering in the water.
He was soon submerged with his head resting on the broad mocha shoulder glistening with seawater. Had his Daddy put him down, he would be in over his head. He peered back at the shore. Suddenly, everything appeared so small and far away. Mitch gathered them together. With his long arms reaching around, they swayed with the current.
Danny’s erection, which had waned with the cold water, was now pumping new life.
Mitch nibbled at his ear, making Danny hum contently. He was in a daze when Mitch whispered his loving intent. Antonio altered the boy’s position to the middle of his torso. Danny wrapped his legs around his waist, clinging on tight. Antonio supported his weight with his hands on Danny’s bottom, spreading him open for Mitch.
Mitch lifted his dick and felt around with his tip until he located the small hole.
The tiny tushy clenched with the prodding.
“Shh, I got you,” Antonio cooed.
Danny took a deep breath. Saltwater air filled his lungs. He opened.
“That’s my good boy.”
Mitch turned the young man’s chin to accept his kiss. Danny felt around the warm interior with his tongue while Mitch poked underneath a little further with the head of his cock.
Danny squeezed his eyes shut.
Mitch pulled out and slowly eased back into position, waiting for his boy to adjust to his size. He released him from the kiss. “Let Daddy in.”
The butterflies in Danny’s stomach mimicked the rippling of the waves. He blinked. The first star of the night winked back at him. Blessed with the calmness of the night, he relaxed the muscles around his sphincter. Very slowly, Mitch edged in with the ebb and flow. Danny opened his mouth in a voiceless cry. Another huge wave crashed in, splashing them with water. Antonio patted Danny’s back as he sputtered to clear his lungs. With the distraction, Mitch nudged in further, breaching the tender wall.
Danny latched onto the side of Antonio’s neck, sucking for comfort. Antonio moved to give Mitch more room. Once they had things securely in place, they held back on to each other.
In the moonlight, Mitch entered Danny for the first time; the pain mollified by his Daddies’ strong embrace.
Mitch pushed in deeper. Antonio drifted back. Mitch drifted forward. Thus began the ageless dance of giving and receiving. Together they rolled with the tide. Danny was lulled. Mitch slipped further in, reaching, slowly, patiently for his target. He kissed the back of Danny’s neck, awakening him from the moment of tranquility. The pain eased with each invigorating thrust. Soon Mitch’s full width was snug inside his pint-sized lover. It filled him. The moon was now high in the sky. Bright stars twinkled down over the horizon with the promise of infinite possibilities. Out there, somewhere, were all the answers.
“Ooh, baby!” Mitch’s sex laden eyes burst open. A long guttural groan intensified as he shouted to the heavens. “Hold tight,” he warned Danny. “I’m gonna cum!”
Danny’s mouth opened wide in another silent scream. Overwhelmed with emotion, he bit hard onto Antonio’s shoulder. Antonio held strong, absorbing the impact of Mitch’s sudden and forceful propulsion. Over Danny’s head, the men kissed while a multitude of smaller orgasmic convulsions rippled through.
Danny’s penis rubbed up against Antonio’s midsection and his own. It swelled with the friction. His balls expanded. Deep within, a new sensation grew as Mitch located his sperm-producer. Danny cried out this time in an exquisite cub-like howl. His seed, released against Antonio, soon mingled with Mitch’s and was washed away with the body of water surrounding them. Rocked in the after waves of blissful satisfaction, Danny’s intimate little world became large. He was right there, completely awake; every molecule in his body was alive.
In that moment, he held the Universe.
It held him.