Page 41 of Cueball & Double-Z (Alpha’s Rejects #5)

I swore to god, I nearly came with Gio at the same time as he did.

I’d never seen anything so hot in my life.

To be fair, I’d never really seen anything like this in my life at all, let alone experienced it.

It was all so new. But fuck… Gio’s eyes rolling up in his head, his noises, as his toes curled when he came.

I was glad Marco took over. While it would’ve been cool to have Gio and me be our firsts, I probably wouldn’t have been able to make Gio come like that, and I so wanted to. Instead, I watched and learned, paying attention to all Gio’s reactions to what Marco and I were doing to him.

It was a beautiful fucking sight.

I couldn’t remember ever seeing Gio let go of all his control and then simply hand it over to Marco.

Now I wanted some fun. I wanted to know what it felt like to have Marco take over my body like that.

What I really wanted was to be fucked. Desperately.

By both of them. It’d probably hurt like hell, but I didn’t care.

I wanted to feel them both inside me, but I was smart enough to know it would take time to work up to.

And maybe Gio should be the first to do it since he wasn’t as large as Marco. It would probably be easier with him.

‘I want sex,’ I signed.

Marco gripped my face under my chin, fingers curling around my throat, forcing me to keep my eyes on him.

I loved staring into his soulful eyes as much as I enjoyed staring into Gio’s stormy ones.

Marco’s eyes were the color of a sunrise.

Gio’s were the color of dusk. One pair was bright and old-soul; the other cold and tormented.

Both sets were perfect, telling stories of pain and struggle.

My heart rate kicked up several notches as he controlled my head. I readily handed over all of myself to him, much as Gio had. That was where Marco belonged, owning us, bending us to his will. So damn hot.

“When we do have sex, we’re making love ,” he said, emphasizing the word love . “Your first time should be one you remember fondly, not one of pain and discomfort. I think Gio should be the one, as much as you’d like me to be involved. Yes?”

I nodded my agreement.

Marco looked at Gio in some unspoken communication. Gio sat up and slid behind me, lifting my body, so my back was pressed against his chest as he leaned against the headboard. He kissed the side of my head and whispered, “Hang on for the ride, baby.”

I loved having two special names. Marco called me sweetness , and Gio called me baby . I felt adored. Worshiped. I meant something to both of these amazing men. And I was ready to be at the center of their world.

Marco leaned forward, sitting between my raised and spread knees, and kissed me.

He wasn’t as forceful with me as he’d been with Gio.

That was okay because it let me get lost in his full, soft lips, feeling like clouds against mine.

His tongue was warm, wet, and owning despite the softness.

Even if he was gentle, he was still all-consuming.

Much like he’d done with Gio, he worked down my body with kisses and nips, focusing on my nipples before working his way down.

He looked at Gio and me, asking for silent permission.

I nodded and Marco swallowed down my dick, and ohmyfuckinggod…

Even just taking me into his mouth was a hell of a lot better than my hand.

And better than my fantasies could ever imagine.

Fuck, I knew instantly I wasn’t going to last long.

I ran my hand over his head, feeling the coarse stubble beneath my fingertips, sending tingles through me.

His expert mouth was fucking perfect. As I got lost in it, leaking and throbbing, I reached behind me with my free hand and wrapped it around Gio’s neck, digging my fingers through his thick hair and into his scalp.

I craned my head back to look up at him, and he bent forward to take my lips in his.

His hands explored my chest, pinching my nipples, which had me nearly blowing right then and there.

I groaned as I thrust my cock into Marco’s mouth.

He steadied me by pressing his large hand on my pelvis, keeping my ass firmly on the bed.

It was a whirlwind of sensations. Taste, smell, touch, sight, sound… all of it. I was drowning in it in the best possible way. It was sensory overload. Never had I experienced anything so sexual or arousing. Obviously. But not even in my dreams did I imagine it would be and feel like this.

I wanted to say their names. To feel the words fall from my lips. And I tried. But nothing came out. But I refused to stress out about it, so I stopped trying and just… felt.

Marco swiped his tongue across the tip of my dick, and my entire body shuddered.

“You like that, baby?” Gio whispered close to my ear. I simply nodded and groaned to give him something if I couldn’t give him words.

My fingers dug into his neck as Marco got serious, and I felt my impending orgasm. It was right there, filled with so much pressure, sending waves of goosebumps across my skin.

Then it happened. I exploded and cried out—no more warning than that. Marco was quick to lap up all that I gave him.

When he popped off, I whined.

“What’s wrong, sweetness?” Marco asked with a smirk on his face.

‘Too fast,’ I signed before slapping my hands to my flaming face .

Gio pressed a kiss to my neck, still holding me. “There will be other times. Many more times.”

“There’s no set time to come, sweetness,” Marco agreed.

I simply nodded, feeling oddly warm and numb despite my initial embarrassment. I never felt this relaxed whenever I jacked off.

Then Marco did something I didn’t expect.

He draped his heavy body across mine and rested his head on my stomach.

His hands slid underneath me, palms up, his fingers gently digging into my back.

It was sweetly intimate. I thought I had him kind of figured out, but not like this.

Maybe because he’d had such high walls that he often appeared cold, though I knew he wasn’t.

Otherwise, he never would’ve volunteered at a shelter or taken us in.

Kindness, yes. Intimacy, I hadn’t expected.

My hand rubbed across his head affectionately. I loved touching it. It was so different from feeling a head of hair. Then, I drummed my fingers on Marco’s head to get his attention. When he looked up, his chin resting on my stomach, I grinned and signed, ‘Your turn.’

“Yes, it’s time to make our Cueball cry out,” Gio rasped in my ear, making me giggle. Then he pointed at Marco. “What endearment should we give our big guy here, Cole?”

‘Daddy,’ I instantly gestured, snorting a laugh.

Marco’s eyes grow wide before his brows slam down. He huffed, “No.”

Even Gio laughed out loud.

“Hmm… ‘Zaddy?’ Gio added.

Marco huffed again. “Absolutely not.”

“We’ll think of something.”

All three of us awkwardly shifted on the bed.

Marco was practically the size of two men, and a queen could barely hold the three of us as it was.

We finally managed to get situated with him on his back, his cock still hard as hell.

His tanned skin was so smooth, with his cock slightly darker than the rest of him, looking velvety soft.

How’d I get so lucky to have two gorgeous men in my life?

“Take turns?” Gio asked me. I nodded eagerly.

“God…” Marco groaned. “That’s… hot.”

Gio sat above him, his face close to Marco’s. “Relax, Zaddy . Let us do the work. Well, we’ll try to figure it out anyway. ”

“I swear to god, Gio…”

“Okay, okay,” Gio relented. “No more ‘ Zaddys .’”

‘Tell us if we’re doing it wrong,’ I signed. It was new to both of us, and I wanted to make sure Gio and I got it right.

Marco tucked his hands underneath his head, spreading his thick legs slightly, so full of confidence—a sign of an experienced man. “I’m sure you’ll do a great job. It’s been a long time, so this won’t take long,” he chuckled.

I sat on my knees between his legs, and Gio sat by his side. My hand shook a little when I grabbed his cock. I loved that it was uncut. I’d read that men were more sensitive when they weren’t cut, but I wasn’t sure whether that was true because I was , and I was super sensitive.

“Pull back the foreskin a little and have at it. Focus on what you know you like,” Marco instructed. “Just be careful with the teeth.”

Right. No teeth.

I explored the feel of him with my hand, stroking up and down, not adding tons of pressure. He was as silky soft as velvet. And it was so hot in my hand. Not just looking at it, but feeling it.

I eyed Gio and Marco before I bent forward and swiped my tongue over the head of his dick, licking up a bead of pre-cum. A little bitter and a lot delicious with a sweet aftertaste. Marco hissed at the sensation. I smiled, knowing I’d just done that to him.

Before I was about to dive in, Gio stopped me. “You suck the head, I’ll suck and lick the base.”

Why was that so hot? Gio and me playing with Marco’s dick? Yes, please.

I didn’t hesitate to wrap my lips around the cockhead as Gio leaned in to lick around the base.

“Fuck me…” Marco groaned, reaching for our hair and grabbing handfuls. My dick tried to flutter to life again, but it wasn’t quite ready.

As I got lost in the sounds and scents of sex, I made a bold move, inching my hand downward, my finger grazing along the crease of Marco’s ass, which was wet and sloppy from Gio’s and my mixed saliva.

I used the wetness to tease his hole. He clenched around me and moaned, then his legs spread open more, allowing me better access. I sank my finger right in .

Gio pulled away and fisted the base as I continued to suck and play with his hole. There was no way for me to take all of him without a fuck-ton of practice, but this was a start. Soon, Gio and I worked in tandem as I kept pumping my finger in and out of Marco’s hole.

He gently thrust into my mouth, careful not to choke me. His breathing picked up, filling the room with the other slurping and sucking sounds, his hands still holding onto our heads.

“I’m going to come,” he warned.

Okay, I could do this. I could swallow his cum. Or at least, I’d try. So, I doubled down on the pressure and speed. It was fucking wild. I could actually tell when he was about to come. The heat of him. The swelling. Whoa.

Suddenly, a rush of cum hit my tongue, startling me a bit, though I was expecting it. I captured it all in my mouth before swallowing it in one gulp. The thick stickiness was strange, but I didn’t hate it.

Before I could do anything else or react in any way, Gio grabbed my face with both hands and ordered me to open my mouth. When my lips parted, he kissed me, sweeping his tongue on the inside to taste Marco.

I yelped when Marco yanked me from Gio’s grip and did the same thing, consuming my tongue and mouth. His hand had a tight grip on my hair, yanking my head back. I was unable to move as he devoured me. I’d never felt so fucking wanted in my life.

“Delicious,” Marco growled, making my heart beat faster, and … I was hard again. Great.

I snorted a laugh when the thought of having sex hit me, and I signed, ‘I want to be a sandwich.’

Marco’s eyes went wide before he threw back his head and laughed, totally getting what I meant. Though I had no experience having sex, I knew exactly what I wanted.

“I don’t get it,” Gio said, making us both laugh harder.

I made a circle with one hand and used two fingers, pushing it in and out of the hole, mimicking sex with two dicks.

Gio’s face pinked, looking adorably cute. “I feel like I should get this.”

Marco grinned and fisted my hair, pressing his face close to mine. “What our Cole means is that he wants to be fucked by both of us at the same time. ”

My face turned to flames as I nodded. Gio’s face matched mine when he said, “Oooh…”

“Yeah, Oh. Cole. Sweetness. That comes later. We’re going to experience things slowly, as I said. We’ll build up to that. Fair?”

I nodded and gestured, ‘Fair.’

After a quick washup in the bathroom, we all piled into the bed again, relaxed, numb, and sleepy. I was in damn near heaven, my eyes watering from a huge yawn.

I’d always loved being the center of attention, except when I’d been picked on by bullies.

Still, that didn’t stop me from making my friends and family laugh, loving to be loved.

Even after the accident and no longer talking, I still remained in the center, though not by choice.

I’d become the center of Gio’s world, and all he did to protect me.

Now, in a way, I was the center of Marco and Gio’s lives.

We were all in this together equally, but I was in the middle, between them, their bodies each pressed against me, facing me.

Gio’s fingers rested on my stomach, twitching in sleep.

Marco’s heavy arm draped over my chest. Each of them had their heads on my arms as I lay on my back, my fingers playing with Gio’s hair and rubbing on Marco’s scalp, soothing them.

Yep. Fucking heaven.

My eyes were closed with a stupid grin on my face. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this happy or felt this complete.