Page 169 of Pucking Around

The words have barely passed my lips and he’s kissing me, wrapping me in his arms. We both fight to get his pants off. The jeans are slicked to his massive tree trunk legs. We peel them down until they’re trapped around his ankles.

His proud cock juts out between us, and I wrap both my hands around it, stroking him tight. He curses in Finnish, moving his hips against my hands. Then he wraps both hands firmly around my waist. “Jump,” he mutters.

With a gasp, I push off the ground as he lifts me. His hips slam me against the tiles of the wall as he notches his cock at my pussy and lets me sink down. My back arches as he pulls on my hips, burying himself in me.

“Ohmygod—” I cry out, my head tipping back as he pumps his hips against me.

Remembering my goal, I open my eyes, reaching out my hand. “Cay,” I cry. “Cay, baby please. Mars, I want him too,” I pant with each slam of his hips. “Kulta, please. I need him too. Need you both. Fill me. Fuck me. Please—”

Caleb stands three feet back, leaning against the shower glass. “What do you say, Mars? You were curious about my dick before. How about I shove it in our girl’s ass and let you feel all four of these barbells up close and personal?”

I pant, holding still in his arms, waiting for him to decide.

“Yes,” he growls. “Sanford, come.”

“This isn’t the Rays locker room,” he replies, not moving. “You want my cock, you call me by my name. And you look at me when you ask,” he adds.

I hold my breath, watching as Mars turns to look at Cay.

“Caleb,” he says in that deep voice. “Come.”

With a wolfish smile, Caleb pushes off the glass wall and steps around to the other side of us. He reaches up to the top shelf for the bottle of lube. “Turn her for me.”

I wrap my arms and legs more tightly around Mars as he pulls me off the wall, my whole weight balanced in his arms, his cock impaling me. Oh god, I didn’t think this through. This will be too tight a fit. It’ll be—

“Oh—fuck—” I whimper, my muscles tightening as Caleb shoves two lubed up fingers into my ass.

“Easy, baby,” Caleb soothes. “Relax for us. You’re already so tight with Mars inside you. How does he feel?”

I calm at the tone of his voice. “So good,” I whisper, my voice all but lost over the pounding of the shower heads.

“But you’re not satisfied are you, Hurricane?” Caleb teases. “You love to get fucked. Love to be shared. Love being watched.”

“Yes,” I sigh, my body relaxing as he stretches me out.

It’s all Mars can do to hold still and let Cay work.

“You want all your men, don’t you?” Caleb says, brushing his wet lips over my shoulder. “You want to be filled three times over. Mars in your tight pussy, me in your ass, Jake pounding that smart mouth. God, you’d look like a queen. You’d drip with our cum from every hole.”

At his dirty words, Mars groans. “Hurry the fuck up, San—Caleb.”

Caleb chuckles. “Hear something you like, Mars? You want to see our girl filled with three cocks?”

“Stop teasing her, and do it,” he growls.

“Am I only teasinghernow?” he replies, my eternal shit-stirrer. “You seem pretty interested, Mars. Is it the cum? You like the mental image of our girl dripping from every hole?”

Mars twitches inside me and Caleb pulls his fingers out of my ass. “Oh shit…” he murmurs. “You do, don’t you? Mars, do you like cum play? Shit, we can have so much fun if you’re down to get our girl a little messy. You should have said something sooner.”

“Shut up and get in her ass,” Mars orders.

“Yes, sir,” Caleb replies, squirting the lube down his dick and slathering it. “Breathe in, baby,” he says, the tip of his cock tapping at my tight hole. “Breathe out like a good fucking girl. Let’s show your goalie why three is more fun. Mars, bend your knees a bit. We’re not all giants,” he teases.

The guys maneuver themselves so that Ilmari is pressed against the wall, using it for balance as he bends his knees. Caleb steps in close. I moan as I feel him push his way inside me. He teases, moving his tip in and out, those barbells rubbing me so good. I’m a panting mess when he slams forward, his cock sliding in deep.

“No niin,” Ilmari groans, his head arching back as he feels the first glide of Caleb’s pierced cock along his shaft. “Fuck—I can’t—”

“Hold on, man,” Caleb huffs. “Don’t fucking move. Hold her still, and I’ll have you both seeing stars.” He grips tight to my hips and goes to work, pounding up and in, sliding almost all the way out before he buries himself to the hilt again and again.