Page 43 of The Fight For Survival
I glance nervously Cade's way. He is so lost in his dirty kiss with Damon that there is no way he will stop this.
With nervous excitement, I lift my butt off the couch to tug my leggings past my ass. With smoldering eyes, Braylon takes over, pulling them down my legs and sliding them off my bare feet.
With the heat in the room increasing, I become overheated and pull my hoodie off, leaving me in my red lace bra and matching panties. Braylon groans, staring at my body like he wants to devour me whole. "Fuck, you are so gorgeous," he whispers, causing me to preen under his attention.
A long moan draws my attention next to me to see Cade on his knees with Damon's cock in his hand. My eyes widen, fuck is his cock pierced? I watch as Cade slides his hand up and down Damon's shaft.
Damon slams his head against the back of the sofa and groans. There is something about a man holding another man's cock in his hand that makes me gush. Yes, I have watched gay porn. It's hot. You should try it.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? You scared of a pierced dick?" Braylon asks, a devilish smile taking over his face. My eyes widen further. "Your's is pierced too?" I ask, intrigued to experience what it feels like. "You'll find out soon enough," he smirks, but I know now that he definitely has a pierced cock.
I lick my bottom lip when my mouth becomes moist, and my breath quickens as Braylon stares at me. The pupils in his blue/grey eyes are blown, and his cheeks are flushed. He puts his fingertips along the edge of my panties, making me shiver in excitement. "Let's see what you have under these, shall we?" Braylon says, voice lowering to a soft caress along my skin.
He tugs with gentle encouragement to lift my butt again so he can pull them off me. As he slowly guides them down my legs, I tremble from the cold air hitting my hot sensitive pussy.
Once he has them off me, I shyly part my legs, self-conscious, worried that he wouldn't like what he sees. My embarrassment was short-lived when his eyes gloss over, the desire on his face giving me the confidence I needed. Braylon's tongue darts out to lick his lips, and I whimper in need. A slow smile grows on his face, and I think I might slap him if he doesn't hurry up and touch me.
The grit in his voice causes a trickle of wetness to brush my thighs when he says, "fuck, I can't wait another second." I cry out when he grabs my thighs and spreads me wide, burying his head between my legs and licking a path from my asshole to my clit in one strong sweep of his tongue. "Oh my god," I moan long and hard, gripping a handful of his long hair and grinding shamefully against his face, seeking more pressure.
His beard feels rough against my sensitive skin and only seeks as a reminder of who is there between my legs, making me wetter.
Braylon's groan against my pussy sends a wave of pleasure, and I feel another gush of wetness leave me, and Braylon catches it with his mouth. That seems to set him off because he starts brutalizing me with his tongue after that, sticking it inside of me on a few solid strokes and then nibbling on my pussy lips as if he has just found his new favorite chew toy.
My breaths are coming in short pants, and I feel lightheaded, not having a chance to pause from his mouth's constant pleasure. I moan when he shoves two fingers inside of me and starts circling his tongue around my clit. I feel the building of a climax, and I squeeze Braylons fingers so hard he might not get them back.
"Come for Braylon, baby. Show him how much you like what he's doing." Cade tells me, reminding me that Braylon and I are not alone. I forgot Cade and Damon were even there. That is how much Braylon's tongue has put me into a haze of lust.
Braylon curls his fingers and rubs against that sweet spot inside me. I grind down on his fingers, and with one last touch of his tongue against my clit, I scream his name as I go over the edge, squeezing my eyes shut as dizziness hits me.
My chest is heaving as I come back down to earth. My ears are ringing, and my eyes are blurry. Fuck, that was intense. I look at Braylon; his eyes are glassy, his beard is a sticky mess, and his lips are red, glistening from my arousal.
Keeping solid eye contact with me, he puts the two fingers that were just inside of me in his mouth, licking them clean, and making me moan once again. "Fucking delicious," he husks as he pops them out of his mouth.
"Fuck, please. I can't take any more teasing. Let me come," Damon begs as he grips the hand that I have by my side. He squeezes my hand so tight it brings me back to reality. I look over to see Cade still by his feet, but his head is between Damon's legs and... "Are his balls in your mouth?" I ask with curiosity. Cade chuckles, making a popping sound as he releases said balls.
Damon's cock looks so red and angry I'm scared of it. He goes to wrap his hand that isn't holding mine around it, but Cade holds it down. "I said no touching," he smirks. "Then make me come!" Damon shouts out, frustration in his tone and posture. I feel bad for the man. He looks on the verge of crying. Cade must have been edging him this whole time. Something he is a master at. Damon didn't know what he was getting into with him.
Cade is in his element. Watching him with Damon feels…right. Cade deserves this. To be able to explore his sexuality without guilt. I'm not complaining, either. Watching them together is hot as fuck. I feel like I'm getting a sensual gift watching them.
Cade laughs darkly, "oh dear. It looks like Damon doesn't want to come after all. Isn't that sad?" Damon whimpers, and Braylon whistles low. "That's brutal, Cade. Let the poor man come." I nod my head fast, agreeing with Braylon.
Cade's smile grows as he strokes Damon's hot, sweaty face. A tenderness to Cade's face warns me this isn't just fun for him anymore. I think he is starting to feel something for the man beside me. My heart doesn't hurt at that.
Braylon helps me back into my panties as I continue to watch the show going on beside me. Damon's glazed eyes meet Cade's when he strokes his face. "You've been a good boy for me. I think you deserve a reward," Cade smiles, looking at me. "Finish him off," he commands me, standing up and moving away for me to take his place.
Damon's eyes flash to mine in surprise and excitement. I look at Braylon, and he gives me a tilt of his head, silent permission, as he slowly starts undoing his jeans.
Cade stands beside him, doing the same. I cautiously stand up, watching as they take out their stiff cocks.
Braylon's is pierced as predicted, but my eyes nearly pop out of my head. Where Damon has just the head pierced with a barbell going through it, Prince Albert style, Braylon has a full Jacob's ladder with multiple barbells down his shaft.
He winks when he catches me eyeing it. Not only is it pierced it's fucking huge, too, and I'm glad we didn't go any further tonight. I think I am going to have to be stretched daily for a month straight to take something that big.
"Don't keep the man waiting," Cade teases as I continue to examine Braylon's dick. I snap out of it and look at Damon. He watches me, lust and desperation on his gorgeous face.
Deciding the man has been through enough, I slide to my knees in front of him and take his long hard cock in my hand. He hisses as I touch him, and his cock twitches in my grasp. It's hot and heavy in my hand. Keeping eye contact with him, I reach down and take his tip into my mouth.
His piercing feels foreign in my mouth, and it takes some getting used to, but I find a rhythm and take him deeper until he hits the back of my throat. My gag reflex is practically nonexistent, thanks to Cade, but Damon's piercing does cause a slight discomfort at first.