Page 93 of B is for Beg

“I think he was going to remind you that you promised to fill him with your cum and eat it out of his arse,” Gabe says in a tone that’s far too relaxed for the moment. Then again, he doesn’t have anyone’s fingers shoved up his arse, so he’s probably a lot less distracted than Blake and me.

I hum. “Did I?”

“You did,” Gabe says. “Stop teasing our poor boy.”

“But it’s so much fun.”

He laughs. “You’re mean, Cal. Also, two can play at that game.” He slips his fingers out of my arse.

It’s my turn to pout. “That’s unfair.”

Gabe grins and shrugs, his expression telling me in no uncertain terms that he doesn’t care. Being one of two Doms is definitely more fun than I could have imagined.

“All right, princess. I’ll stop teasing.” I ease my thumb inside him, revelling in the groan he lets out. “How does that feel?”

“So good, Sir.”

I waggle my arse at Gabe. “Fair’s fair.”

He slides his fingers back inside me, dragging them in and out slowly as I warm and stretch Blake’s arse.

“You’re so hot and tight, princess. I can’t wait to bury my cock inside you.”

“And fill me with your cum?” Blake asks hopefully.

“Absolutely.”

I take longer over stretching him than he needs mostly because I’m enjoying the sensation of Gabe stretching me. His fingers feel amazing inside me. I stop when my cock is hard to the point of aching and grab the bottle of lube from the table. I squirt plenty of it over my cock and Blake’s entrance, stroking myself as I hand the bottle to Gabe. Once we’re both ready, I take hold of Blake’s right hip and left shoulder, holding him steady.

“Let us know if we’re too rough, princess.”

“I will, Sir.”

I have to bend my knees so I can line my cock up with his entrance, which I know will also help Gabe as he’s shorter than me too. I slowly push inside Blake, watching my dick disappear between his pale arse cheeks. He pants through it, his muscles clenching and relaxing over and over around my length.

“Are you good?”

“Yes. Oh, fuck, Sir. You feel amazing.”

I hold still, stroking his shoulder as Gabe enters me. Air shudders out of my lungs as he fills me.

“Areyouokay?” Gabe asks in an amused tone.

“I’m fucking peachy,” I tell him. “Now I’m going to fuck you both.”

I rock my hips between them, thrusting into Blake and then pushing back onto Gabe’s cock. He holds my waist and kisses my neck. I take my hand away from Blake’s hip and wrap it around Gabe’s neck, my hand resting on his short hair. He thrusts into me too, and soon, I’m unsure which of us is dictating the pace. Blake and I are both panting, grunting, and groaning, the sound a symphony of desire. Gabe’s breath puffs over my skin between hot kisses.

They are everything to me. These two wonderful, passionate men are all I could ever want or need. The thought embeds itself under my skin and spreads to consume me, making me what to fuck them harder. My orgasm is building. Every part of me is becoming hypersensitive to the feel of them. Blake’s sweaty skin practically burns under my palm. His arse hugs my cock with every thrust, just as mine is squeezing Gabe’s dick tight. The soft flesh of his belly feels amazing every time I thrust my arse back against him. His hand on my waist is firm and rough, while his lips are soft. His hair tickles my fingers.

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to come,” I say. “Come with me, Gabe.”

He thrusts faster, grunting as hard as Blake and I are. I feel the warmth of his cum filling me as he shudders. At the last second, I pull out of Blake and watch as white coils of cum shoot over his arse. I shove my cock back inside him, pushing the cum into him as I continue to spill my load. I half expect Blake to come too, even though he hasn’t been given permission to. I can hear the desperation in his pants, but he doesn’t orgasm.

“Good boy,” I say as I enjoy the feel of being in him and Gabe being in me.

We’re all still now. Panting, shaking, and once again I’m struck by how consumed I am by my desire for them both. I need them in a way I’ve never felt before.

“Let’s go to bed,” I say.