lined myself up.
And there it was—the crinkle tip of the condom pressed up against Evan’s glistening, lube-smeared hole, and above it all, like a proud flagpole on a mountain top, stood Evan’s erection. Not a view I’d ever believed I’d see outside of my wildest fantasies. Rai seemed to share my fascination with the sight, standing up and moving over to stand next to me.
“It drives him wild if you take it slow,” Rai murmured into my ear, copping a feel of my arse as his leaking cock kissed my flank. I shivered. “Then you can wait until he’s babbling before you pound into him. Makes him come like a fucking geyser.” Rai raised his voice for the last sentence, and Evan groaned.
“What’s he saying to you? Don’t believe a word of it. He’s a devious little bugger sometimes.”
“Just giving Josh pointers. I know what you like best of all.”
“That you do-OOH!”
That last exclamation was in response to my cockhead breaching his ring. Evan panted and brought his fist up to tug on his dick.
Rai swatted it away. “Don’t make me tie you up, babe. I will if I have to; you know that.”
Evan gave Rai a distracted smile as I inched my way into him. Jesus, he was tight. I probably should have gone even slower, but the sight of him lying there spread out for me and the sensation of Rai pressed up against me… Well, can I be blamed for not being entirely in control? Rai was fondling my buttocks, and when one of his cool fingers dipped down into my crack, I lurched forward that final few inches.
Oh my God. I was balls-deep in Evan while his boyfriend fingered me.
I had a new favourite fantasy.
Chapter Eight
I paused there for a while, overwhelmed by the sensation of Rai’s playful fingers breaching me as Evan’s muscles squeezed me tight. I had to get a grip, I really did. I tried to think of the least sexy thing in the world and came up with the seven times table. I’d always struggled with that one.
One, seven, fourteen, twenty-one… Twenty-eight— Bloody hell, Rai had found my gland and was giving me the most intense internal massage I’d ever had—uh… Thirty…five? Forty…forty…forty…
“For-ty-two,” Rai said, punctuating each syllable with a stroke over my prostate.
“Huh?”
“The next in the sequence.”
“Was I talking out loud?”
“Oh yes.”
“Bugger.” Now all I had in my head was Rai in his school uniform, swotting up in a maths class. Or rather, Rai partially covered by his school uniform, reclining on the desk with his tie knotted around his—no! Couldn’t think of that. Not now. I needed to last.
“Josh, please, hurry up and move,” Evan begged in a plaintive voice, even while he bore down on me in an effort to get things started.
“I will, but I’m not going to last long if Rai doesn’t stop what he’s doing.”
“Sorry.” Rai removed his fingers but didn’t sound in the slightest bit apologetic. “How about we try your eight times table while you fuck Evan? Anything you get wrong earns you a smack on the behind.”
“Uh, I don’t know if that’s going to help.”
“Leave him alone, pet. The poor sod doesn’t want to start playing your kinky games right now.”
Didn’t I? The idea had my nuts churning, but having something for my head to focus on might help. Oh, who was I kidding? I was fascinated to find out what a spanking would feel like, and the idea of Evan giving me one afterwards was appealing in ways I didn’t want to examine all too closely.
I pulled out nearly all the way, then thrust back in firmly. “Eight.”
Rai gave a dirty chuckle, and Evan’s eyes widened.
I did it again. “Sixteen.”
This time, Evan grunted, and it didn’t sound all that different from when he was topping. Maybe I didn’t need to worry about Denise overhearing after all.
“Twenty-four… Twenty— fuck !”
Something had slammed into my arse, and it stung like a bastard. Rai’s hand, I belatedly realised.
Rai was spanking me? My
And there it was—the crinkle tip of the condom pressed up against Evan’s glistening, lube-smeared hole, and above it all, like a proud flagpole on a mountain top, stood Evan’s erection. Not a view I’d ever believed I’d see outside of my wildest fantasies. Rai seemed to share my fascination with the sight, standing up and moving over to stand next to me.
“It drives him wild if you take it slow,” Rai murmured into my ear, copping a feel of my arse as his leaking cock kissed my flank. I shivered. “Then you can wait until he’s babbling before you pound into him. Makes him come like a fucking geyser.” Rai raised his voice for the last sentence, and Evan groaned.
“What’s he saying to you? Don’t believe a word of it. He’s a devious little bugger sometimes.”
“Just giving Josh pointers. I know what you like best of all.”
“That you do-OOH!”
That last exclamation was in response to my cockhead breaching his ring. Evan panted and brought his fist up to tug on his dick.
Rai swatted it away. “Don’t make me tie you up, babe. I will if I have to; you know that.”
Evan gave Rai a distracted smile as I inched my way into him. Jesus, he was tight. I probably should have gone even slower, but the sight of him lying there spread out for me and the sensation of Rai pressed up against me… Well, can I be blamed for not being entirely in control? Rai was fondling my buttocks, and when one of his cool fingers dipped down into my crack, I lurched forward that final few inches.
Oh my God. I was balls-deep in Evan while his boyfriend fingered me.
I had a new favourite fantasy.
Chapter Eight
I paused there for a while, overwhelmed by the sensation of Rai’s playful fingers breaching me as Evan’s muscles squeezed me tight. I had to get a grip, I really did. I tried to think of the least sexy thing in the world and came up with the seven times table. I’d always struggled with that one.
One, seven, fourteen, twenty-one… Twenty-eight— Bloody hell, Rai had found my gland and was giving me the most intense internal massage I’d ever had—uh… Thirty…five? Forty…forty…forty…
“For-ty-two,” Rai said, punctuating each syllable with a stroke over my prostate.
“Huh?”
“The next in the sequence.”
“Was I talking out loud?”
“Oh yes.”
“Bugger.” Now all I had in my head was Rai in his school uniform, swotting up in a maths class. Or rather, Rai partially covered by his school uniform, reclining on the desk with his tie knotted around his—no! Couldn’t think of that. Not now. I needed to last.
“Josh, please, hurry up and move,” Evan begged in a plaintive voice, even while he bore down on me in an effort to get things started.
“I will, but I’m not going to last long if Rai doesn’t stop what he’s doing.”
“Sorry.” Rai removed his fingers but didn’t sound in the slightest bit apologetic. “How about we try your eight times table while you fuck Evan? Anything you get wrong earns you a smack on the behind.”
“Uh, I don’t know if that’s going to help.”
“Leave him alone, pet. The poor sod doesn’t want to start playing your kinky games right now.”
Didn’t I? The idea had my nuts churning, but having something for my head to focus on might help. Oh, who was I kidding? I was fascinated to find out what a spanking would feel like, and the idea of Evan giving me one afterwards was appealing in ways I didn’t want to examine all too closely.
I pulled out nearly all the way, then thrust back in firmly. “Eight.”
Rai gave a dirty chuckle, and Evan’s eyes widened.
I did it again. “Sixteen.”
This time, Evan grunted, and it didn’t sound all that different from when he was topping. Maybe I didn’t need to worry about Denise overhearing after all.
“Twenty-four… Twenty— fuck !”
Something had slammed into my arse, and it stung like a bastard. Rai’s hand, I belatedly realised.
Rai was spanking me? My
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