Cuckold B&B (Part 2.4) (Patreon)

Here's the (possibly?) final part of this story. I'm not totally sure yet whether I'll end it here or if I'll add on another short scene at the end where Levi leaves. I'll probably make a final call when I do an edit of the story. Either way, this is where the action is though! Hope you enjoy it.

I was just getting out of the shower when the bathroom door opened and Ryan poked his head around it. “I’m sorry babe,” he said, “Looks like I have to go into work again today.”

“Again?” I asked, not bothering to hide the irritation.

“I know, right. So fucking annoying. I’m really sorry. I’ll be back… I dunno. Like this afternoon I guess.” Then before I could say anything else his head disappeared and the door closed.

I sighed. There go all my plans for today, I guess.

When I came out of the bathroom, Levi was stretched out on the sofa reading something on his phone. Again, just like yesterday morning, he was wearing nothing but a pair of tight underwear that hugged his junk.

He looked up at me. “Morning.”

“Morning,” I replied. Part of me knew I should just keep walking and get into my bedroom with the door shut behind me as soon as possible. But instead I paused, standing there in the living area with just a towel around me, checking Levi out.

“Saw Ryan head off to work before,” he said. “He’s a busy guy.”

“He works hard,” I replied weakly.

“He said he’s going to be gone a few hours at least.”

“Yep.”

He looked up at me. “Guess that means we’ve got the place to ourselves. Just the two of us.”

I swallowed; my mouth had gone dry. I felt my cock start to swell a little, and I hoped it wasn’t showing under my towel. God, the idea of fucking that boy was getting me going.

He put down his phone, got up off the sofa, and walked over to me. As he did I saw him look down at the bulge that was starting to show under my towel. He came over to me, close. “What do you want to do?” he asked, his voice sounding innocent but the implication clear.

I felt my cock swell more, start to stand up. I can’t. I can’t do this. I meant to step back, move away. But I felt myself leaning in just a little closer instead.

Levi looked down again, saw the tent forming under my towel. He reached out, slowly putting reached his hand under where one end of the towel overlapped the other. He went slowly, looking my square in the face, his gaze daring me to stop.

“I shouldn’t…” I started. But I knew the protest was meaningless; I didn’t want him to stop. I wasn’t going to ask him to stop.

His hand found my cock, and wrapped itself around it. Fuck it felt good. I inhaled sharply from the sensation of it. For another half-second my brain screamed out at me to stop, to think of Ryan. But it was too late for that. I leaned in and kissed Levi.

Now it was all on. All that frustration that had been building up inside me watching him tease me all weekend, it was suddenly unleashed. I grabbed him firmly, one hand on his ass and one on his hip, forcing him slowly backwards till he was trapped between me and the back of the sofa. Our torsos were pressed up against each other hard, with Levi’s hand sandwiched in between, jerking my cock that was by now fully hard and starting to leak with anticipation. Our tongues wrestled each other for dominance, till I removed mine and started to kiss him roughly all the way down the length of his next and back up to his earlobe.

I took the hand that was rested on his ass, and slid in under the waistband of his underwear. I slid my hand down between his ass-cheeks until my finger found his hole. I applied just a little bit of pressure, and he let out a little moan of appreciation.

“You finally going to fuck me then?” he whispered in my ear.

I kissed up the length of his neck again, and let my mouth linger right by his ear. “You fucking bet,” I replied in a whisper that was barely audible.

“Come with me,” he said, taking my hand and leading me towards my bedroom.

For a second I started to follow, but then I stopped. I paused. Am I really going to do this? I asked myself. Of course I am. I was going to from the moment he turned up.

“Not there,” I told him. “Lets go to your room.”

Levi turned and faced me. He stepped close to me again. He kissed me, just long enough to tease me, then pulled away. Then he bit his lower lip, and said to me, “I want you to fuck me on your boyfriend’s side of the bed.”

God. I felt my cock pulse. It was so wrong, but it was one of the hottest things anyone had ever said to me. I grabbed him, kissed him hard, and practically pushed him all the way into my bedroom. I threw him down on the bed and climbed on top of him.

“God I’ve wanted to fuck you so bad,” I admitted. “Ever since you showed up at my door.”

“I know.”

I knew I shouldn’t, but I let him drag me by the hand into my bedroom.

Levi tugged on my towel. It came undone, fell to the floor, and my hard cock sprung out. Levi looked at it, smiled mischievously, and wrapped his hand around it. Fuck, it felt so good having his hand wrapped around it. I kissed him, slipped my tongue into his mouth and felt his wrestle mine back.

He pulled away and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked up at me, his big brown eyes wide. I brought my cock closer, and without breaking his stare he wrapped his mouth around the head. I felt his tongue exploring my cock, before he started to take it deeper into his mouth — almost to my balls — before pulling out slowly, his tongue catching the tip of my cock as he pulled away. “Fuck,” I sighed. “That feels amazing.”

He wrapped his mouth back around it, slid his lips all the way down the length of it to the base, and let it sit there balls deep for a few seconds. Then again he slid it all the way out, teasing the tip with his tongue as he did.

“Fuck you’re good at this,” I told him, as if he didn’t know already.

He started to pick up the pace a bit, taking my cock deep down to the base and pulling it all the way out, his lips touching every inch of it methodically. I sighed a sigh of pleasure, and rested a hand on his head as he blew me.

I stopped him after a few minutes. “You’ll make me cum too fast,” I explained. I leaned down and kissed him again; I could taste my own cock in his mouth. He leaned back, until he was lying on his back on the bed, and I leaned into him, climbing up onto the bed and straddling him.

“Is this Ryan’s side of the bed?” he whispered.

My cock jumped; I don’t know why that question turned me on as much as it did. I knew it shouldn’t; I should feel guilty. But all I felt was turned on.

I nodded. “You like that? You like knowing I’m going to fuck you where he sleeps?”

Levi nodded, and a grin spread over his face. “So you’re going to fuck me then?”

I didn’t answer, not verbally at least. I just slowly lifted the elastic waistband of his underwear and started to peel the fabric off him. He lifted his body just enough for me to pull off his underwear, freeing his hard cock that was already glistening with just the tiniest speck of precum. I gave it a lick, letting the salty slick of it linger on the tip of my tongue.

I threw his underwear on the floor. I went to put his cock back in my mouth, but he stopped me. “No.” He rolled over onto his front, and lifted himself up onto his knees a little bit to show me his perfect, smooth, round ass.

I dove my mouth into it, letting my tongue explore that smooth hole. He moaned with every flicker of my tongue. “Oh, oh fuck!” he moaned. “Yeah, fuck, just like that.” I laid a hand on each of his firm, smooth ass cheeks, and with my thumbs I spread them apart a little, exposing his hole so I could get the tip of my tongue right in there. I felt him relax and open up for me a little, letting my tongue push its way in there, parting the smooth pink skin of his hole.

Jesus christ I’d being dying to get at this beautiful ass.

He bent his legs a little, which simultaneously pushed his ass into my face harder and spread it a little wider, letting me get my tongue even further in. I grabbed each cheek as I licked out his hole, letting the scruff on my chin tickle his taint a little. He let out a little moan each time my tongue lapped against his hole.

God, it was getting me so hard. I needed to fuck him. Not yet though.

I flipped him over onto his back, put his cock in my mouth, just for a few seconds, just long enough to feel him squirm from the sensation. Then I let my tongue trail all the way from the tip of his cock, up the faint trail of hair to his belly-button, then up his chest, his neck, behind his ear. He was writhing and moaning the whole time; this thirsty slut was loving every second of it.

When I got to his face he leaned in to kiss me, but I didn’t reciprocate. Instead I got up onto my knees and shuffled forward till my cock was right in front of his face. It was leaking now, just a tiny little bit.

He craned his neck enough to get it in his mouth. Fuck it felt good feeling him wrap those beautiful fat pouty lips around it, taking it in as deep as he could from that angle. I let him control the intensity for a little bit, but then I leaned in and pushed my cock further down his throat, starting to gently face-fuck him.

I let myself go faster, harder. His muffled moans told me he was loving it the rougher I got. Eventually I was fucking his face hard, using my arms for leverage like I was doing push-ups into his face. But I stopped, knowing that if I went on too much longer like this I’d need to blow my load. And there was no way I was letting that happen till I’d fucked him.

I pulled out and headed straight for my bedside drawers to grab my bottle of lube. Next to it was the pack of condoms Ryan had bought. Seeing them gave me a momentary ache of guilt: Ryan and I didn’t use condoms with each other, he’d bought them specifically for our next time with a third. For a split second I wondered why he’d put them in my bedside drawer instead of his own; it was as though he’d expected me to be the one to be looking for them. I wondered what the hell I was doing, doing this without him. But then in the corner of my eye I saw Levi flip over onto his hands and knees, ass up in the air for me to fuck him, and I knew there was no way I was going to stop now. I grabbed the box of condoms and frantically ripped it open, followed by the foil of the condom itself.

I slowly rolled the condom onto my cock. It was an unfamiliar feeling, it had been so long. The smell though, that latex smell, it instantly took me back to the memories of countless hook-ups, long before I’d settled down into my monogamous life with Ryan. It reminded me just how much I loved the moment of fucking a new guy for the first time.

I squeezed a bit of lube onto the end of my index and middle fingers. I touched my fingers to Levi’s waiting hole; he gasped from the sensation of the cold lube on his skin. I applied a little pressure, my fingers, sliding gently in just a little, just a centimetre or so. He moaned a little. I rubbed the lube all around the entrance to his hole, getting him lubed while also teasing him, making him want my cock even more.

“Fuck me,” he begged.

I squeezed a bit more lube onto the palm of my hand and quickly lubed up my cock. Then I lined my cock up against his hole, pushing against it with enough pressure for him to feel it, but without it sliding in. “It sounds good hearing you beg,” I told him. Who’s the cocktease now?

“Please fuck me,” he begged in a whiny almost-whisper.

Slowly I pushed against him a little harder, till my cock breached the door of his ass and started to slide its way inside. It was tight, it hugged my cock as I slid it further in. Even with the condom on, dulling the sensation a little compared to what I was used to, the feeling was incredible. I slowly pushed all the way in, till I was balls deep inside him, and I held it there for a few seconds. Then I drew it out, just as slowly, letting him really feel the sensation of every inch he was empty again.

“Like that?” I asked, letting the tip of my cock linger against his hole so lightly that it must have tickled.

“God, fuck me, please,” he begged.

I grinned to myself, pleased that I was having the desired effect on him. Then I pushed my cock back in, all the way in, a little quicker this time. As it reached all the way in he inhaled quickly again in a little gasp.

Now for the real action. I held him by the hips and started fucking him properly. Hard, forceful strokes, each one making him moan as it hit hard inside him. He started backing up in time with my thrusts, so that every one hit him deeper, and harder, with the force of our two bodies colliding.

It was better than I’d even imagined. As he backed up on me, I could feel him clenching his ass, milking my cock with every motion. This slut knew how to take cock.

As I fucked him I admired his body: the lean muscles of his back, and that perfect, smooth round ass bouncing on my cock. It was fucking bliss. I closed my eyes and just focused on the sensation, let it wash over me. “Fuck that’s good. Your ass feels incredible.”

I opened my eyes. And that’s when I saw Ryan, standing in the doorway.

He looked stunned, his eyes wide, his jaw hanging just a little bit open.

For a second I froze up, not sure how to react. I looked down at Levi impaled on my cock. I looked back up at Ryan, frozen on the spot taking it all in. “Fuck.”

I tried to pull out, but Levi reached back in desperation, grabbing my hip and holding me in place. “Don’t stop!” He’s seen Ryan, he was looking right at him. But he didn’t care.

I grabbed his hand and took it off me. I started to pull out.

“Don’t stop.”

This time it was Ryan saying it though, not Levi.

I looked at his face, trying to work out what was going on in his head. Does he mean it? Is he just saying it for me benefit? But then Levi slowly backed up on my cock again, and as I felt it slide deeper into his silky smooth hole I couldn’t help myself. I just closed my eyes and savoured the sensation of it. It felt so fucking good, in that moment I didn’t give a fuck whether Ryan was watching, whether he wanted it or not. I just wanted to keep pumping my cock into this fucking perfect ass until I knocked him up.

I lay my hand back on Levi’s ass and started fucking him again. He relaxed into it, obviously relieved that I wasn’t pulling out after all. For a couple of seconds I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the sensation. When I opened them I looked over at Ryan. He was just standing there, in the doorway, watching the two of us intently.

Without a word he unzipped the fly of his jeans and pulled out his cock. It was already fully hard. He started to stroke it, and he looked me in the eye. “Keep going.”

I was confused, but whatever. I didn’t have to stop fucking Levi, and that’s all that mattered. I started hitting his ass harder, drawing my cock and plunging it all the way back in in long, fluid strokes. Every time I hit that deepest point inside him Levi let out a little yelp, like my cockhead was pressing on a little button inside him that set off an alarm.

“God that’s good,” Levi yelped. “Fuck! Fuck, harder!”

I gripped his hips firmly and pounded him harder. Fuck it felt good. Surreal. I knew I should be stopping but it was like someone else was firmly in control of my body. A need to fuck that I couldn’t conquer.

“Fuck, your cock feels so good,” he moaned. He’s taunting Ryan, I realised. Somehow that just made the situation even hotter. I looked up at Ryan. His eyes were flickering between the two of us, watching me, watching Levi, watching me. His face had anguish all over it, but also something else. Fascination, maybe? His breath was starting to heave as he jacked his cock furiously. It looked like he was about to blow.

I realised I was close too. I reached around Levi and took his cock in my hand, jacking it in time as I thrust in his ass. His little moans and yelps had turned into an almost continuous wail at this point, rising in pitch each time my cock plunged inside him. “Fuck,” he panted, “Fuck I’m going to…” I tightened my grip around his cock, fucked him harder. I could feel myself reaching the point on no return, and I wanted him to reach it first.

“Oh god, oh, fuck!” he whimpered, and I could tell I’d done it. He cried out as he came, and I felt his ass muscles clench and tighten around my cock. That was enough for me too, I thrust in deep a couple more times and I could feel the rush, and my cock heaving as it released its load.

With my breath heaving I collapsed on top of Levi, his legs giving way underneath me so he collapsed onto the bed under me. I didn’t look up at Ryan, but a second later I heard the unmistakeable, anguished moan as he came too.

I just lay there for a few seconds, my head swimming and my chest heaving. For a few moments I thought of nothing at all. Then, as the fog cleared, I realised what I’d just done.

I looked up at Ryan, standing in the doorway. His cock was still out of his jeans, starting to deflate. He looked… I don’t know. He didn’t look angry. Maybe embarrassed.

I held the condom as I withdrew from Levi. I slid it off my cock, quickly tying it at the mouth to avoid my load spilling out and making a mess. I got up off the bed, and for a few moments just stood there, awkwardly holding my filled condom and wondering what kind of hell was going to come next.

Levi got up off the bed. He gave me a grin. “Thanks. Needed that.” Then he walked over to the doorway. Ryan stepped aside so he could leave, and as he did he patted Ryan on the shoulder and told him, “Thanks for sharing.”

With Levi gone the two of us just stood there in silence. I averted my eyes; I couldn’t even look at Ryan. I was so ashamed for letting myself get so carried away. “I’m sorry,” I told him. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I… I…” I tried to find the words to explain how hard I’d tried to resist the temptation, but I couldn’t find any explanation that would make this okay.

“It’s okay,” Ryan said, his voice full of reassurance even if it sounded a little uncertain too.

I shook my head. “No, it’s not okay. You don’t need to try be okay with it. I never meant to hurt you, I shouldn’t—“

He cut me off: “I said it’s okay.” He sounded genuine. I finally looked into his eyes properly, and his expression confirmed it. “If I’d wanted you to stop I would have asked you to.”

That threw me a little. But then I thought back to the confusing middle of the whole situation, and remembered the words he’d said: Don’t stop.

“You’re really okay with it?” I mused out loud. Then it started to make sense: “You were actually into it?”

That made him look really sheepish. He blushed a little. “Yeah. It was really hot.”

Wow. Okay. I tried to process it. I thought back to the last time he’d watched me with another man — the only time he’d ever seen me with another man — and I thought about how rather than getting involved he’d just stood there watching.

“Still,” I said, “I shouldn’t have gone behind your back like that.”

He shrugged. “True. You shouldn’t have. I can understand how it would happen though; I guess maybe we need to rethink our rules so that you keep me in the loop next time.”

Next time? I was so confused. Why the fuck is he so calm about this?

Then it hit me. “Why are you even home?” I asked.

He suddenly looked guilty. “Ah, it turned out I didn’t need to go to work after all.”

Bull shit. “You wanted to catch me,” I accused him. “You left me alone with him so I’d fuck him and you’d catch me.”

For a second it looked like he was gearing up to deny it. But then he gave in. “Yeah.” He winced, knowing that now he was the one in trouble.

All of my guilt vanished in an instant, replaced with righteous indignation. “Ryan, how the fuck could you do that? You fucking tricked me? Why the hell didn’t you just say?”

“I did. Twice. Remember last night? And the night before? I suggested you should do it without me. And you said no.”

I thought back. Fuck, he was right.

“I was doing that to spare your feelings,” I argued.

“I know. That’s why I wanted to make sure you got your chance.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. I was angry at him for manipulating me like that. But I realised everything else was me: saying I didn’t want to fuck Levi when I actually did. And even if Ryan provided the opportunity, I was still the one who went through with it.

“How about from now on we’re both honest?” Ryan suggested, his tone conciliatory. “I won’t engineer situations for you to cheat on me. And you tell me when you want to fuck someone, so I can make sure I’m around to enjoy it.”

I thought about it. And I pictured all the guys just like Levi I could be fucking. “You’ve got a deal.”