Out of Bounds E11.5 | Two gay lovers serve my straight cock (Patreon)

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Continued directly after the last story

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I only realized how tense my body was when Mark touched my arms. When I relaxed my fists, there were tingles in my forearm as the blood trickled back in. 

“He's gone,” Mark says, massaging up my arms and making the last squeeze on my shoulders. 

I know Connor has left the room, but it still smells like him in this tiny dorm room, and that's enough to trigger my fight instinct. 

“Can I…” Mark says as he pulls the waistband of my sweats. I look down to see my hard-on still jutting out in the front of my pants. Jonathan did a fine job blowing me, and the built-up load keeps the blood trapped in my groin. 

It's him. He's the one that smells like Connor. It's on his face. 

I can make him smell like someone else.

I pull down my sweats halfway, and Mark drops to his knees to pull them down further. 

“Oh my god…” He hooks his index finger around the base and pulls my shaft away from my body. “This is insanely hard.” 

“I did that,” Jonathan says, suddenly breathing on the back of my neck. “Let's get comfortable now that it's just us friends, shall we?” I lift my arms and he takes my shirt off. His slender arms hold mine up for a second longer and I swear he smells my right pit. 

“Ah…” I inhale sharply as Mark’s more experienced mouth takes me in. He's just better at sucking dick than Jonathan is. Better than any other girl I've been with. 

It's the perfect amount of saliva. Not so wet that I feel like I'm slipping and sliding. Not dry enough to hurt. Just enough for it to make a small sucking sound. 

“Ah!” I moan again as I feel Jonathan's bare chest press against my back. I don't know when he took it off, but the skin-to-skin contact is magnifying the building sexual pressure. 

“Holy fuck, you're hard as steel.” Mark taps my cock on his tongue, making wet thuds that vibrate his moans. I run my hand in his dark curly hair, and he smiles up at me with his tongue under my swollen cock head. 

“Suck it,” I whisper. Jonathan touches my pecs and Mark keeps eye contact with me as he swallows me slowly. I watch my whole shaft enter into him, breathing only when he's all the way down. 

“You're really sexy, you know,” Jonathan says in my ear. He thumbs my nipples, and I melt into the feeling of my friends taking care of me. “Are you going to cum in his mouth?” 

“Not yet,” I say decisively. “Get down. Suck me together.” 

Jonathan couldn't resist tweaking my nipples a final time before he joined his boyfriend on his knees. They kiss each other in front of my engorged shaft, ignoring the hard shape in front of them for a moment. 

I move closer so my cock brushes against their faces. Mark’s face is as smooth as silk, while Jonathan's facial hair makes for a more scratchy experience. 

They both turn their making-out energy to my dick, taking a side each, until it becomes a well executed storm of tongue and lips on my shaft. 

“Shit…” I throw my head back. It feels like they're everything at once.

On my tip!

On my balls! 

On both sides of my shaft! 

“Oh!” One of them swallows me. The other licks my nuts! “Fuck!” They take turns lapping at my shaft. 

“Do you want his load?” Mark asks and I put my hand on Jonathan's head as he blows me. 

“You can have it, if you want,” Jonathan passes my meat to Mark and I get sent to paradise as Mark does a skillful twist to his neck. It feels like he's vacuuming the precum out of me. 

“I… choose…” I grunt as I take my dick out of the wet tornado that is Mark's mouth. “Fuck him.” I step back and my friends kiss each other again. They move naturally, having done this dance a million times, and Mark lays on his back. “No,” I say. “Not like that.” 

They pause their movements and I continue to direct them. 

“Mark. On all 4s. Legs spread.” 

What am I doing? 

Mark and Jonathan share a look, and then Jonathan takes off his slimmer partner’s pants. Mark’s horse cock flops as he gets into the position I asked him to be in. 

“You want to see his hole again?” Jonathan spreads his boyfriend’s cheeks for me and I see the smooth ring contract and relax. 

“I want you to destroy it.” I stroke myself lightly. I am so damn hard. 

Jonathan takes off his own pants, and his dick looks just as hard as mine. With just a little bit of spit, he gently prepares Mark’s hole. 

“Has Connor already fucked him?” 

“Once,” Jonathan says, his tip teasing the tight ring. 

“You fucked him right after?” I stand beside him, stroking next to my trembling friend. 

“Ah…” His shaft goes in. 

“Did you fuck him after?” I ask again.

“Yeah.” A tone of shame. 

“He was loose, wasn’t he?” 

“Yeah,” Jonathan grimaces, sinking halfway into Mark. “I couldn't cum.” 

“Ohh…” Mark moans and I feel a surge of strong emotions. An anger of some sort, but not that simple. 

“How long did you fuck him before you gave up?” I ask. “What are you waiting for? Fuck him.” 

“I don't… remember…” Jonathan whines as he gives weak half pumps. 

“Yes, you do,” I hiss in his ear. “Cuck.” He moans and I know I'm appealing to his fetish. “Fuck him! How is he supposed to be satisfied with this?” 

“I'm going to blow if I go any faster.” Jonathan struggles to control his breathing. 

“Tell me to fuck you. The way you need it,” I say to Mark. 

“Fuck me!” he wails. I walk over to his side, and pull his hair so he looks up at me. “Fuck me!” he repeats pathetically. 

“That's all you got?” I rub my cock tip on his pretty lips. “You're a slut for Connor's cock but can't even beg for your own boyfriend properly?” 

Mark stares at me for a second, and I know I have all the power. He's on his knees. He's got a dick in his ass. And he wants to suck mine. 

“Fuck me, sir!” 

“MMM!” Jonathan’s face tightens as he attempts to do better. 

“Harder! I need it harder, sir!” 

“MMM!” Sweat drips from Jonathan’s forehead. He assumes a sort of squat position that Mark responds with by arching his back. 

“Harder!” 

Thwack! 

“Harder!”

Thwack! 

The moment that Mark broke eye contact with me, because his eyeballs rolled backwards, is the moment I knew we all had to finish. 

I push my cock into his mouth, and let my true moans come out. 

“OhhhhHH!” 

Despite taking back shots from Jonathan, Mark still sucks incredibly well. He gets back into his tornado rhythm, twisting and turning in a wet storm around my wood. 

Thwack! 

Thwack! 

Thwack! 

“MMmMmmM!” Mark stops sucking, and he moans in an unmistakable fashion. 

“I'm cumming too, babe. Oh my god… oh my god!” Jonathan fucks roughly. 

Thwack! 

Thwack! 

“AHHHhhHH!” I roar and I fuck into Mark's face at the same rhythm as Jonathan.

Thwack! 

“GUHHhh!”

Thwack! 

“GUHhHHHH!” 

“Oh fuck!” Jonathan thrusts deep inside his lover and I do the same thing. We look at each other, reading the orgasm on each other's faces as we unload into the same man. He drops out of character first and into a goofy laugh and I follow suit. 

“Glad y’all think … it's funny…oh…” Mark whimpers, his hand still dedicated to stroking me. “I came on the floor. It's going to smell…””

I shove my dick back in his mouth. Jonathan smiles at me and silently motions with his hand the “blah blah blah” sign. He’s sweaty, but happy.

“We’ll clean it up, babe.” He rubs the ass that he's still in affectionately. “I think Jessie's going to be spending some more time here anyway. Have to be respectful to our guests.”