play of his tongue—thoroughly enjoying every second of preparing Lark for his cock.
Completely focussed on pleasuring Lark with his tongue and fingers, Brody jumped when he felt Zak’s warm, slicked digits circle his hole—teasing and gradually loosening the tight pucker before pushing in to start opening him up.
“Shh,” Zak crooned. “Let me in, baby.”
Brody eagerly complied, relaxing and pushing back slightly on Zak’s fingers as they worked him open. He desperately wanted Zak’s cock, but allowed himself to enjoy the moment of his lover's fingers breaching and moving inside him as well.
Lark, however, wasn’t going to wait patiently for long.
“Now. Need you now, Brody. Please.”
It was the please that finally did it. Brody found he couldn’t deny Lark anything when he used that sweet, soft whine of need on him.
Raising himself carefully onto his knees so as not to dislodge Zak, Brody stilled. This was it. The moment.
Then all thought vanished as Lark pushed back to let the soft, slick pucker of his ass kiss the tip of Brody's cock.
Brody managed to engage enough brain cells to keep his forward thrusts slow and steady—gradually easing open Lark’s body to take more and more of his throbbing cock.
“Oh, fuck!” Brody couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to be sliding inside Lark, nothing between them but a thin smear of lube and a whole lot of passion and need.
Finally, Brody was fully seated inside Lark’s body. And it was almost too much. He had to fight to stay still, closing his eyes and resting against Lark’s back. The deep, rhythmic throb in his groin warned him he was definitely only a single thrust away from completely embarrassing himself and exploding inside his lover's hot ass prematurely.
No! Even the thought nearly brought the reality on. And Zak’s fingers where still buried inside him. Mercifully still, but threatening his control even more.
“Breathe, Brody. Breathe,” Zak whispered, laying a tender kiss against his shoulder blade.
“I can’t…oh…I can’t—”
“Yes you can.” Zak placed another gentle kiss against his back. “Just breathe.”
After an eternity, Zak slowly, oh so very slowly and carefully withdrew his fingers. The sensation was pure bliss and absolute torture. Once done, it left Brody feeling empty and…hollow. Needy in a way he’d never felt before. Everything in Brody cried out, desperate for Zak to return. To be sandwiched between Zak’s cock and Lark’s ass until it would be impossible to tell where one of them ended and the other began.
Then the blunt head of Zak’s cock pressed against his hole.
“Ready, baby?”
“Yes! Now! Now, Zak!”
There were probably glaciers that were moving faster than Zak right now, and Brody was in no state to tolerate—
Zak filled him with one long steady thrust.
Brody arched, but didn’t get very far. He remained trapped between Zak and Lark. Perfectly trapped and surrounded.
With tiny thrusts of his hips that built in intensity and depth and slowly drew Brody into a smooth, coordinated rhythm, Zak started to fuck him—effectively fucking into Lark at the same time. It was utterly amazing. The sound, the sensation, the knowledge that they were together—joined and moving as one. It was incredible, but never destined to last very long.
So close, Brody reached around Lark’s body, determined that they all go together. It didn’t take more than a brush of the very tips of his fingers against Lark’s straining cock to push Lark over the edge. Brody felt the long jets of warm cum splatter across his hand.
The sensation of Lark’s hole clamping down on him caught Brody off-guard. The rhythmic contraction massaging along his length spun him into a fast, dazzling orgasm. Lights of every colour imaginable danced before his eyes. Just as suddenly he felt the warm, welcome rush of Zak’s cum flood his ass. It sent his cock off on another round of sporadic, jerking shots inside