And that sex on a stick pulled out his tongue and lowered it toward Boar’s cock, teasing it with just the damp tip.
Matt nipped on Boar’s ear, rubbing his warm hands up and down his naked chest, but all of Boar’s attention was on the open mouth about to accept him inside.
He didn’t care how battered Matt’s room was or that he wasn’t even legally allowed to be here. All that mattered was that these two men wanted him, and that soon enough they’d all entwine into a bundle of sweaty limbs with no room left for Jesus or rules.
He reached toward Dru’s hair while Matt moved to kneel behind Dru. His presence made Boar’s attention so scattered he didn’t know where to look anymore. The pretty boy was lowering his head, soft wet mouth enveloping Boar’s dick, but Matt was pulling down Dru’s shorts and revealing the round ass that Boar couldn’t wait to fuck.
Matt gave Dru a playful slap. “No underwear. Nasty boy.”
Dru hummed around the head of Boar’s dick, his legs spreading wider as soon as Matt dragged the shorts off his legs. There were more tattoos on show now, but they all blurred in comparison to the beauty of Boar’s cock resting on that silky tongue. Dru kept up the eye contact as he lowered himself, his tongue like the red carpet rolled out for a celebrated guest.
Boar was incapable of describing how it felt but shuddered when his cockhead hit tightening flesh. He didn’t expect Dru to push on, so happy with that hot tightness he moaned without shame. The boy’s throat constricted around his dick and allowed him deeper, all the way to the hilt.
Boar squeezed his fingers in Dru’s long hair. “Oh, God! So good!”
Matt winked at Boar over Dru’s back. “Wait till you bury your dick in him. I’ll get him nice and slick for you.”
Boar’s face exploded with heat. His eyes remained locked on Matt’s, watching him spread the pert buttocks and have the first taste with his tongue.
Dru’s hips rolled, and the boy groaned, sending vibrations all over Boar’s dick and to his balls. The soft mouth retreated somewhat, and Dru’s cheeks hollowed, creating the most wonderful suction. Boar was hard again at this point.
“Your ass looks so hot.” There was no room left for shyness. If Dru was a slut, then Boar was too, because he loved every second of getting his dick sucked by a stranger while Matt watched him from between the spread ass cheeks. His gaze was like an electric storm, affecting Boar despite the physical distance. The hot current streamed between them over Dru’s naked flesh, amplified by the boy’s lust.
Dru swallowed around Boar again, his face all red now, with those baby blue eyes standing out against the bright color of skin.
If Boar was to fuck Dru, this glorious blowjob needed to end.
“I… I’m too close,” he uttered, pulling on Dru’s hair. He never thought he’d be pulling a guy off his dick, but there was a first time for everything.
Dru whined and gave Boar a pleading look with half-lidded eyes. “Sorry, got lost in the moment,” he rasped, filling Boar with so much confidence it barely fit in his body.
Matt rose to his knees and reached above Dru, grabbing the boy’s hair and pulling his head back hard enough to expose his throat. He leaned in, eyes narrow from excitement. “Show him your ass.”
Boar wasn’t yet acquainted enough with sex to feel at ease with such treatment of lovers, but Dru purred, arching against Matt like a happy cat.
Matt was a sex god.
Breathless, Boar sat still, the air cool against his damp length. He didn’t dare move as Matt tugged on Dru’s long hair, making him turn between them and show Boar his naked ass, which still bore an imprint of Matt’s hands.
He reached back, pulled his buttocks apart and showed off the pink hole, which was slick with Matt’s saliva.
Matt looked into Boar’s eyes even as he spoke to Dru. “Tell him what you want.”
Dru mewled, pressing his face against the mattress. “Fuck my ass. I wanna feel your dick ramming into my hole.”
“Why?” Matt asked with a raspy edge to his voice.
“‘Cause I’m a horny slut who spreads his legs for anyone.”
Boar’s eyes went wide. What? he mouthed to Matt, who shook his head.
“Just go with it, it’s hot,” he whispered and reached to one of the cardboard boxes before tossing a small packet to Boar. “Put that on your dick.”
Boar took a deep breath, staring at the plump ass, then at the condom wrapper. He knew what it was, and he’d tried putting rubbers on before, just to know how to do it, but back then his hands had not been shaking. Nevertheless, when Matt gave Dru a hard kiss, only to force his mouth on his own cock. Boar knew he needed to act.
It was good that Matt reminded him of rubbers in the first place, because he was so horny his mind blurred, and he would have pushed his cock inside Dru without much thought.
“That’s it,” Matt murmured, eyes rolling back as he pushed Dru’s head down. “All the way down your throat.”
Dru choked a little, but still held his legs wide open for Boar. The condom was lubed, so he could only hope that was enough, because his patience was running thin as his dick throbbed with need to bury itself in Dru’s body.
Boar gasped when he rubbed his cockhead along the crack. Not because of physical pleasure, but because the view was the embodiment of his dreams.
Dru’s ass rocked back, responding to the touch with such enthusiasm all worries left Boar, and he grabbed his cock, pushing in.
The boy’s mouth had felt amazing. This was something different. The smooth channel tightened around him, and then sucked him in a way that had Boar’s entire life dancing at the backs of his eyelids. He grabbed the narrow hips to steady Dru, but when he opened his eyes, what he saw was Matt, gloriously flushed as he entered Dru’s mouth over and over.
And despite it being Dru’s ass opening for him, Boar still stared at the tattooed sex god getting a blowjob while his abs worked for the pleasure. If this was wrong, he didn’t want to be right.
Dru’s tight hole swallowed his dick, and the sensation of it went beyond his wildest imagination. Within seconds, Boar was losing his humanity and becoming a beast who wanted nothing but to rut.
“Like that. Give it to him. He likes it hard and fast,” Matt rasped. As if to demonstrate, he jabbed his dick down Dru’s throat, and held him in place. The boy’s back dipped, and he pushed his ass back, rubbing those amazing buttocks against Boar’s hips.
Boar’s head was a ball filled with fumes of lust, and he dragged his cock back to thrust in again, to an enthusiastic moan from Dru. It didn’t matter that he was broke and homeless. These two amazing men wanted him, and that meant everything. He wouldn’t have been happier as his class’s valedictorian. This was where he was meant to be.
He gave Matt a lusty grin and pushed his dick into Dru with more force. Fuck yes, he could do this.
“Someone has an appetite for slutty boys,” Matt whispered, without stopping his assault on Dru’s mouth.
The choking noises were like warnings, but nothing in Dru’s behavior indicated discomfort, so Boar fucked him like his primal instincts dictated. Heat boiled in the pit of his stomach and rose to his head, like sweet, hot vapor as he entered the willing body hard and fast, accepting Dru’s groans as tokens of gratitude.
Where he’d been so hesitant about bottoming at best, Dru relished it, hungrily arching his hips as he took two dicks at the same time. Boar was torn between never wanting it to end and coming right. The. Fuck. Now.
He got so wrapped up in watching his own cock driving into Dru’s stretched ass time and time again that movement by his face startled him. When he looked up, Matt was leaning over Dru, and grabbed Boar’s chin, pulling him in for a kiss as both their dicks were buried in the same guy.
Nothing was hotter. Nothing.
He greedily sucked on Matt’s mouth as he crossed subsequent thresholds of pleasure, but moments later, the man pulled away with a roguish smile, and tugged on Dru’s hair, freeing his lips fr
om cock. The boy coughed, but when Matt squeezed his own dick and started jerking off, the greedy mouth opened again. Matt’s hips worked like a machine, his dark cockhead constantly moving through his fist. He was breathing through his mouth now, and Boar knew he was about to come the moment the handsome features twitched. Cum splashed across Dru’s face, and while Boar couldn’t see it all at this angle, the fact that he knew what Matt had done had his arousal skyrocketing.
He was speeding straight to the finish line when Matt made him lose his rhythm.
“Wait. No.”
Boar frowned. “No?”
Dru glanced at Matt too, as if he were the leader of this pack of horny bodies.
“No,” Matt repeated with eyes wide as if he were high. “Back off, Boar. I want you to lick it off his face.”
“I’m so close,” Dru complained, but Matt just pulled on his hair.
“You can wait two minutes longer. Don’t you want Boar fucking you into the mattress?”
Dru howled but pulled his hips away, taking with them the tight heat Boar already loved so much. But when he turned around, all red and shivering, his cock hard and glistening at the head, Boar could only stare. There was a large splatter of spunk on Dru’s left cheek, and another, across his mouth, drizzled down his chin, sending drops to his chest.
“Yes. I want Boar to fuck me until he comes.”
That was all Boar needed to descend on Dru, who curled his knees up to his chest in invitation. Boar’s dick found its way to Dru’s slick hole, as if it was made for fucking the twink, and like the horny monster that Boar was, he leaned in, all the way to Dru’s face and with his cock nestled deep in the hot body, he licked Matt’s cum off Dru’s cheek.
As he kissed Dru, his hips began working, and he appreciated the change of position because now Dru’s every squeal and whimper was kissable straight off the guy’s lips. Matt had to be kneeling beside them, because he stroked Boar’s back in a languid motion, triggering a series of shudders that ended in his balls.
“That’s it,” Matt whispered. “Show him what that dick can do.”
Dru grabbed Boar’s arms, writhing and moaning with each fast thrust when all of a sudden cum shot at Boar’s stomach between them, and Dru’s ass began throbbing as if its muscles wanted to suck Boar inside.
It was the ultimate bliss, and Boar came in an instant.
Heat touched his back, and he leaned into it with a sigh, soon realizing that Matt was embracing him. Joy welled up in Boar’s core. He didn’t want to leave this place. Ever. His former life, as pleasant as it had been, now seemed like a shadow of what happiness was like.
He leaned in to kiss Matt’s lips, and they locked above Dru again, humming contentment as the slender legs fell to the mattress on either side of Boar.
He didn’t even have to worry about the rubber, Matt disposed of it for him.
“How was that, virgin boy?” Matt whispered in the sweaty hug.
“Fucking fantastic,” Dru answered for him, stretching as if he were a content animal after a big meal, and Boar’s pride got tickled that bit more.
“What he said.” Boar entwined his fingers with Matt, so ultimately relaxed and sated as if he’d been denying himself orgasm all his life and now had finally come. He wasn’t even sure in what moment he moved from his knees into a lying position, but he didn’t care, turning in Matt’s embrace to continue kissing him with more ease.
He loved how bare skin felt against his, and as if the sweetness of this moment wasn’t enough, someone switched music on in the room next door.
Matt rubbed his stubbly cheek against Boar’s face, watching him from beneath heavy eyelids. “You were so fucking hot. You’re made for it.”
Boar never heard a truer sentence. It was what he was made for. Free to be as lusty or as sweet as he wished.
“I’m gonna go take a shower,” Dru said and patted Boar’s ass, pushing back his lush hair. “See you at the party tonight.”
Boar didn’t have the energy to ask about specifics, and hugged Matt tighter. “See you. Th-thank you?” There he was. Back to being a doofus. Maybe one day he’d manage not to make shit awkward.
“You’re welcome,” Dru said, but snorted right after. “In my ass.”
Matt laughed against Boar’s ear, too busy kissing his neck to wave at their third.
But once the door shut, they were on their own again, and Boar’s heart beat faster at the silence that ensued. Seconds ago, he was at a high point, but he felt like he was about to drop all the way to Hell, fast. As amazing as this morning had been, his future was still shaky.
“I can hear you thinking,” Matt whispered, pulling away slightly to look at him.
Boar swallowed. “What happens now?”
Matt rested his cheek on his arm. He wasn’t model-pretty. His teeth were too big, his eyebrows—tattooed-on flames, but Boar still felt like he’d never met a more handsome man. That smile that promised mischief? He was already in love with it.
“What do you mean?” Matt asked.
“I’m guessing this is a usual thing for you?” He squeezed Matt’s hand and rolled yet closer, still amazed at touching a man’s naked body.
Matt remained still for several moments before he spoke. “Which part?”
“Getting a stranger into bed?”
Matt laughed, lazily stretching his body. “Yes. No point in denying myself something that feels so good.”
Boar ran his fingers over the muscular stomach so unlike his own. “Do you mind if I catch a breath before I go?” He didn’t want the resignation to resonate in his voice, but it was hard to deny it when the alternative to the warm mattress with this amazing man was sleeping in a park. At least he’d have a lot to remember.
Matt bit his lip and stroked his thumb across Boar’s cheekbone. “Where are you going? I thought you didn’t have a place.”
Boar couldn’t meet Matt’s eyes, too embarrassed by his position in life, yet too greedy to move away. “I don’t know. But you don’t owe me anything. I’d hate to be a burden.”
Matt’s face hardened. “Will you stop this? This isn’t the first time you’re saying some self-deprecating bullshit.”
Boar’s gaze snapped up to him. “Wh-what do you mean?”
“If I wanted you gone, I’d have told you to go. Why would you be a burden? Why would you even say that? I don’t like being dramatic, but last night? I could have died if you weren’t there. So stop this right now,” Matt said and rolled to his stomach, hiding the lower part of his face behind his arm.
Boar licked his lips and smiled at the sight of Matt’s well-shaped ass. He was wanted here. “Are you saying I can stay a while?” he asked with growing confidence. “I really like you. I know we just met, but wow. You’re something else, Matt. I feel like… like I’ve been missing you all my life.”
Matt exhaled, glaring at him. “Funny you say that. Because when I woke up, I had this deja vu. Like I knew you forever. Of course you can stay,” he added, slapping Boar’s ass.
Boar’s heart filled with so much joy he could hardly contain it, and he descended on Matt with a hug, no longer holding back his emotions. “Thanks for taking my virginity. Kind of.”
Matt laughed and hugged him back, his hands wandering all over Boar’s back. “I totally did. Dru wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for me. And this mattress is too big for one person anyway.”
Boar pulled a blanket over them, bumping his forehead against Matt’s. “You think this can work if we both like to top?” He wanted confirmation, because he’d found it exhilarating to share a guy between them. It blew his mind in ways he’d never imagined possible.
Matt shrugged. “Anything can work if we want it to,” he said, as if they were already discussing details of a relationship. As if their connection wasn’t just about friendship. As if they were to be together. “You’re also ridiculously cuddly, so I’m loving it.”
Boar grinned and leaned in for a kiss. “We definitely want to make it work.
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The end
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