The Kiss - Epilogue
Title: The Kiss - Epilogue
Author: aunteeneenah
Rating: NC17
Warning: This is probably closer to porn than fluff so if you are offended by that sort of thing, best not read but this is just the way my mind was working.
Word Count: 8
Pairing: Connor/Becker/Ryan
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I just bend them to suit my needs and then put them back together. I make nothing from this.
Summary: Seeking forgiveness is an art
A/N: This is the epilogue to fififolle’s birthday fic, The Kiss which can be found here. I’d like to thank fredbasset who was kind enough to beta this. Any additional mistakes are entirely my own.
When Becker and Ryan caught up with Connor, he had already removed his hoody and t-shirt and was working on his trousers. Becker batted his hand away and he slowly popped the button and lowered the zip . Then he and Ryan began to push Connor’s trousers and boxers down past his slender hips while trailing kisses along each side of his neck, meeting in the middle and pausing to kiss each other deeply as Connor smiled at them.
As they were slowly undressing him, Connor was busy, as well. He had lowered the zips on both their trousers and had reached into their boxers and was gently squeezing their cocks, which were immediately filling and thickening. Connor wanted nothing more than to drop to his knees and take both velvety smooth cocks in his mouth but when he tried, he was stopped.
“We’re taking care of you tonight,” whispered Becker and he soon had Connor’s cock in his hand, pushing back the foreskin and rubbing his rough trigger finger across the sensitive slit as Ryan drew him into a passionate kiss.
Connor’s eyes were closed, and his cock was so hard he thought he was going to explode, causing him to whimper into Ryan’s mouth.
The three moved to the king-sized bed and while Becker and Ryan finished removing their clothes, Connor moved into the middle of the bed. Ryan opened the side drawer and brought out the lube. “Turn onto your side.” Ryan’s voice was gravely. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll see stars and while I’m doing that, Becker is going to be sucking your big, beautiful brain out through your big, beautiful cock.”
Connor’s cock twitched.
Connor turned onto his side and Ryan began to prepare him by lubing up his finger and spreading it around Connor’s tight, puckered hole. When Ryan pressed his finger inside, there was a slight burn but then, he rubbed against Connor’s prostate and Connor saw sparks, groaned aloud and pushed back, impaling himself on Ryan’s finger. Soon, another finger was added and Ryan began making a scissor motion, stretching Connor, getting him ready for his cock, and then another finger. Connor was groaning and when he was stretched enough, fingers were replaced with a long, thick cock. Connor felt the blunt head of Ryan’s cock pushing into him, slowly, too slowly, and he tried to push back but he was being held still by Ryan behind him and Becker in front.
“Tom,” he growled, “I need you to fuck me, now!”
Becker began kissing Connor with deep, wet kisses, their tongues dueling, their teeth mashing together and he swallowed down each of Connor’s groans and whimpers, all the while, gently stroking Connor’s cock.
When Ryan was balls deep into Connor’s arse, he ground out, “Becker, I want to watch you suck Connor’s cock.”
As Becker began to move down Connor’s body, Connor stopped him. “Want to suck you off while you’re sucking me. Turn yourself so we’re at 69.”
Ryan thought he was going to come just thinking about what he was about to see but he controlled himself.
Becker turned around so his head was at the foot of the bed and there was Connor’s cock, just waiting for him. He looked up at Connor who was stating at Becker’s cock and licking his lips.
Connor gripped the base of Becker’s cock, licked at the slit, and then wrapped his lips around the head, and began to suck. Becker was so wrapped up in what Connor was doing, he almost forgot what he was supposed to be doing until Connor whined and he remembered. Becker smiled and took Connor’s cock as deep as he could, swallowing around it and began to suck. Both men were sucking and licking on the other, licking up the thick vein on the bottom of their cocks and Ryan was watching them while he was fucking Connor, hard. Pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back in, harder and harder, until all that could be heard was Ryan grunting with each thrust, and the slurping and sucking sounds of Connor and Becker as they fucked each other’s mouths.
Connor managed to grunt out, “Bloody hell, Tom, fuck me harder!” and then began to suck Becker hard, taking in his whole length and swallowing around him.
The sounds coming from the three of them were positively filthy. Ryan, from his vantage point, could see both Connor and Becker, eyes closed and sucking for all they were worth and he knew he was going to come very soon and it was going to be epic.
“Connor, Becker! I’m coming!”
Connor could feel his balls tightening and drawing up and knew he was going to come soon and he wanted Becker with him so he grabbed hold of Becker’s hips, held him still and sucked hard, Becker doing the same.
They all came together. Ryan’s eye’s rolled back and he saw flashes of white lightening as his cock emptied inside of Connor’s deliciously tight arse. Becker and Connor shot down each other’s throats, sucking until their cocks were soft and they’d milked every last drop.
As they lay together in a tangled heap, Connor mumbled, “Okay, you’re forgiven.”