Re: I can't resist this threesome EVER 2/?queeniegaloreApril 4 2010, 13:19:42 UTC
"Yeah," Ray admitted in a whisper, dropping his head to look into Brad's eyes. "Yeah, I've thought about that."
"Uh huh." Brad leaned in and nuzzled his face against Ray's cock through his jeans, feeling it hot against his face, almost smelling it through the denim. "You get yourself off thinking about it?"
Ray's hands were scrabbling to grip Brad's hair, he was thrusting his hips gently forward, trying to rub up against his face, get a little friction. "Fuck. Fuck, yeah, I've rubbed one out thinking about Hasser, shit, is that what you wanna hear?"
"No, Ray, what I want to hear is you moaning like a good little whore for my cock in your mouth. So why don't you get on your goddamn knees and make that happen for me, ok?"
Ray was on his knees so fast Brad heard the thud as he hit the carpet. He was at Brad's fly in a second, opening him up and pulling out his cock, already hot and leaking. Brad drew in a sharp breath as he watched. "Yeah, that's it, you know what to do. Fuck, think about Hasser now, Ray, I fucking dare you."
Ray looked up at him, wetting his lips and sliding them over the head of Brad's cock in a sloppy kiss. "I dunno, Brad," he said, in that same goddamn tone, the one that was just begging Brad to do terrible fucking things to him, "I think it'd be pretty fun to have him here with us, don't you? You like going all alpha on my ass, we all know that," he paused and licked down to the base of Brad's cock, mouthing at his balls. Brad clenched his fists in the blankets and concentrated hard on keeping calm. It wasn’t easy, Ray was still fucking talking. "I bet you'd like it even more if you had the two of us here to boss around. That tongue of his, fuck yeah, you're right. But I've been getting off thinking about it up your ass, Brad, not mine."
“Oh, Jesus, Ray,” Brad groaned, and gripped the back of Ray’s head. “Shut the fuck up and suck my dick.”
Ray grinned and obliged, sliding his wet mouth down over Brad in one long, smooth motion, sucking him down as far as he could. Brad couldn’t help himself, he thrust up, just a little, making Ray choke on it for an instant before he could pull away with a gasp. Brad pushed him back down, fucking into his mouth, loving the way Ray’s eyes were tearing up, loving that Ray was a messed up degenerate who loved it too.
He was just getting into it; just starting to feel the slow burn in his balls that meant one hell of a motherfucking orgasm was building up, when he heard someone let out a low moan. He looked up in shock and met Hasser’s wide blue eyes staring at him as he stood in the doorway that apparently connected their rooms.
"Uh huh." Brad leaned in and nuzzled his face against Ray's cock through his jeans, feeling it hot against his face, almost smelling it through the denim. "You get yourself off thinking about it?"
Ray's hands were scrabbling to grip Brad's hair, he was thrusting his hips gently forward, trying to rub up against his face, get a little friction. "Fuck. Fuck, yeah, I've rubbed one out thinking about Hasser, shit, is that what you wanna hear?"
"No, Ray, what I want to hear is you moaning like a good little whore for my cock in your mouth. So why don't you get on your goddamn knees and make that happen for me, ok?"
Ray was on his knees so fast Brad heard the thud as he hit the carpet. He was at Brad's fly in a second, opening him up and pulling out his cock, already hot and leaking. Brad drew in a sharp breath as he watched. "Yeah, that's it, you know what to do. Fuck, think about Hasser now, Ray, I fucking dare you."
Ray looked up at him, wetting his lips and sliding them over the head of Brad's cock in a sloppy kiss. "I dunno, Brad," he said, in that same goddamn tone, the one that was just begging Brad to do terrible fucking things to him, "I think it'd be pretty fun to have him here with us, don't you? You like going all alpha on my ass, we all know that," he paused and licked down to the base of Brad's cock, mouthing at his balls. Brad clenched his fists in the blankets and concentrated hard on keeping calm. It wasn’t easy, Ray was still fucking talking. "I bet you'd like it even more if you had the two of us here to boss around. That tongue of his, fuck yeah, you're right. But I've been getting off thinking about it up your ass, Brad, not mine."
“Oh, Jesus, Ray,” Brad groaned, and gripped the back of Ray’s head. “Shut the fuck up and suck my dick.”
Ray grinned and obliged, sliding his wet mouth down over Brad in one long, smooth motion, sucking him down as far as he could. Brad couldn’t help himself, he thrust up, just a little, making Ray choke on it for an instant before he could pull away with a gasp. Brad pushed him back down, fucking into his mouth, loving the way Ray’s eyes were tearing up, loving that Ray was a messed up degenerate who loved it too.
He was just getting into it; just starting to feel the slow burn in his balls that meant one hell of a motherfucking orgasm was building up, when he heard someone let out a low moan. He looked up in shock and met Hasser’s wide blue eyes staring at him as he stood in the doorway that apparently connected their rooms.
“Oh, shit.”
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"Why don't you just tell me what's got you all Hulk smash, jesus." LOL
I know it's been forever since I've said this (possibly a whole day?) but I'd just like to remind you that you are awesome ♥
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*flails*
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OH MY GOD.
HOLY. FUUUCCK.
i don't even...... uuuuggghhhh so hot.
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