Cuckold B&B (Part 3.4) (Patreon)

Here's the latest instalment of Cuckold B&B. We're finally going to get to some actual sex this time! Hope you enjoy it.

Right at that moment the bedroom door opened and Nico reappeared. Perfect timing, because I had no idea where to go with Ahmet after the conversation we’d just had, so I was glad for the interruption.

“Sorry about that,” Nico said as he walked in. He paused, leaning with one arm on the kitchen island, studying each of us for a brief moment. He seemed to clock the awkward silence in the room; he was probably trying to look for any clue as to what kind of interaction he’d just interrupted. He changed the topic though. “So Ahmet, you’re not up to anything else this evening?”

“No plans yet,” he replied, glancing at me as he said it. “But I could think of a couple of things I wouldn’t mind doing.”

“Oh yeah?” said Nico, picking up on the tone in Ahmet’s voice. “Tell us more.”

Wordlessly Ahmet stood up from the table, pushed in his chair, and took two deliberate strides over to where Nico was standing. He leaned an arm on the counter, uncomfortably close to Nico, mirroring his posture. I could see the cocky flirtatious vibe from Nico suddenly evaporate, replaced by surprise at Ahmet’s advance. Ahmet leaned in a little; he must have been close enough that Nico could feel his breath on his neck. “I think you know already,” he said.

I could see Nico swallow nervously, and his breath quicken. I could also see his eyes light up in excitement.

“Your boyfriend knows,” Ahmet continued, giving me another quick glance. He rested his free hand on Nico just below the hip. “I think he wants to see me kiss you.” He leaned in a little closer; Nico tilted his head a little in response. “I think that’s what you want, too.”

“Yes,” Nico whispered back. He leaned in towards Ahmet, his gaze fixed on him.

Ahmet slid his hand down onto Nico’s ass, pulled him in closer, and kissed him.

They broke apart long enough for Nico to find the buttons of Ahmet’s shirt and begin to unbutton them. Ahmet kissed him again, hands holding the back of his head firmly, as Nico got the buttons undone. Then Ahmet shrugged the shift off and onto the floor.

He was built like a fucking tank: a thick, solid torso that expanded into wide shoulders and strong arms that wrapped themselves around Nico and pulled him in tight. As they kissed Nico ran his hands across Ahmet’s back, across the lumpy terrain of strong deltoids, trapezii and levator scapulae.

They broke away again. This time Nico dropped to his knees. He hurriedly fumbled at the fly of Ahmet’s shorts till he had it undone, and he let them slide down a few inches. He reached into Ahmet’s underwear and pulled out his cock, taking it in his mouth before I’d even had a chance to get a good look at it. It was all happening so fast it was as though he’d been waiting weeks for this, not the hour or two since Ahmet had arrived.

Ahmet sighed, relaxed, placing a hand lightly on Nico’s shoulder as he enjoyed the blow job. He hadn’t looked at me yet since they’d started, and he didn’t now either.

Eventually Nico came up for air. Ahmet helped him to his feet, before telling him, “Bedroom. Now. And lose the clothes.” Nico turned and hurried into Ahmet’s room, shedding his clothes as he did. Ahmet followed behind, looking admiringly at Nico’s firm ass as he went. I followed behind Ahmet, careful to keep quiet and stay out of the way.

Nico jumped onto the bed and flipped over, so he was lying on his back. Ahmet climbed on top of him, slipping his shorts and underwear off as he went. This time I got a decent look at Ahmet’s cock: it was thick, cut, with a fat mushroom head and thick dorsal vein, and surrounded by a dense nest of black hair. It looked good, and I almost wanted to touch it myself. But I was more concerned with the idea of watching my boyfriend take it.

They made out some more, a tangle of arms and legs as the two of them writhed around on the bed. Ahmet was firmly in control, and Nico was embracing his sub side: he’d struggle a little, and then aquiesce when Ahmet pinned him down in place. He was obsessed with Ahmet’s thick chest, rubbing it, kissing it, biting gently at his nipples. Each time he bit down Ahmet would grunt a little in enjoyment and kiss Nico even more forcefully. Ahmet held Nico down and explored all of him, kissing roughly at his armpits and chest, slowly jacking him off as he did.

Eventually I heard Ahmet say, “Wait here. I’ll get a condom.”

“We’ve got some here,” Nico replied, flailing for the beside table until his hand found it. He opened the drawer and pulled out a handful of condoms and sachets of lube, whatever was in reach without having to stop what the two of them were doing. He threw the collection down on the bed, and grinned. “We always make sure our guests have what they need.”

Ahmet grabbed a condom and ripped open the wrapper with his teeth. With Nico still kissing his chest and muscular neck, he rolled the condom onto his cock and slathered it with lube. He squeezed some more lube onto his fingers, reached around Nico, and lubed up his ass.

“I’m going to fuck you now, boy,” he said, looking Nico dead in the eyes. Nico just nodded.

Ahmet pushed Nico onto his back, and Nico lifted his legs, spreading them wide enough for Ahmet to get in between them. Ahmet lined up his cock, and with another rough kiss he started to slowly enter Nico’s hole.

It had only been a few weeks but god, I’d forgotten how fucking good it felt to watch my boyfriend with another man’s cock inside him. That fat head stretched him out immediately; he let out a slightly anguished moan that caused Ahmet to stop for a second half-way in. “You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Nico replied. “Go slow, okay?”

Ahmet nodded, kissed him gently, and started to slowly slide his cock in further, watching the reaction on Nico’s face for guidance. Once he was fully in, he held still for a few seconds. “Still okay?”

Nico nodded, his face more relaxed now. “Yeah.”

Ahmet slowly slid his cock out, and then slowly back in. Nico let out another moan, but this time there was no hint of pain in it. “Fuck,” he sighed. “Your cock feels really good.”

Now he had the go-ahead from Nico, Ahmet got into a slow, steady rhythm. With each thrust the muscles of his ass clenched and released, the slow force of it rocking them both gently. Nico wrapped his arms around his torso, and wrapped his legs around his waist, pulling him in close. His eyes were closed, and I could tell from the expression on his face that he was completely focused on the sensation of Ahmet fucking him.

I suddenly felt incredibly self-conscious, standing there watching them fuck. I was an awkward interloper, ignored by both of them because they were totally consumed by each other. That thought made it even sexier for me though, to be honest. My dick was as hard as steel right now and aching to be touched. But I held off. For now. I could wait at least a little longer before it got too much to bear. I sunk to my knees, kneeling on the bedroom floor. Somehow getting down low made me feel like less of an interrupting presence; being small made me feel like I could watch without disturbing their experience of each other.

They kissed for what seemed like the longest time. Their bodies seem fused together, and Nico was kissing Ahmet with a kind of desperate intensity that I hadn’t felt from him in god-knows how long. Like no matter how close they were to each other it wasn’t enough.

Eventually though Ahmet broke away and pulled out. He grabbed one of the pillows, and with an effortless movement he lifted Nico’s ass off the bed and slid the pillow under it. Then, with Nico’s ass raised that little bit higher off the bed, Ahmet slid his cock back in. In a kneeling position, his body upright while Nico’s lay flat on the bed, he started to fuck Nico hard and fast. He grabbed Nico’s flailing legs, spreading them out even wider than they already were, and started to pound his ass.

I regretted getting onto the floor; from here I couldn’t see Ahmet’s cock sliding in and out of Nico’s ass. But I could see his ass, and his whole body, shake with every pounding it took. Nico was crying out now, gasping little squeaks each time Ahmet’s tank of a body slammed into him. “Fuck!” “Oh, shit... Shit… Fuck…” All he could manage was expletives each time he felt the full weight of Ahmet against and inside of him.

I couldn’t help myself any more at this point. I pulled my stiff cock out of my trousers and started to jerk myself off. Despite only just starting now I felt like I was about as close to climaxing as they seemed to be.

Ahmet wrapped his arms around Nico’s legs, drawing them in against his chest to give himself more to brace against. Then he leaned in, over Nico, pulling his own knees off the bed so all of his weight was on Nico’s outstretched legs. With a breathy grunt he started to pound Nico’s ass even harder, Nico moaning in blissful agony. “Fuck…” Nico panted. “Fuck you’re gonna make me—“

Ahmet fucked Nico even harder. Then with a howl Nico came, shooting cum all over his own chest. He slammed his cock into Nico one more time with a roar, and held it there deep inside him as he unloaded. Nico must have been able to feel the pulsing of Ahmet’s thick cock against the muscles off his asshole, because it made him let out a little whimper too. “Fuck,” he whispered in breathless awe.

I was the last to cum, but only by a few seconds. Seeing that moment, the two of them reaching that crescendo, set me off too and I felt the orgasm build with unexpected speed. I quickly realised I had nothing to catch the cum except the carpet, so I cupped my other hand over the head of my cock and shot my load into it.

Ahmet pulled out of Nico and collapsed onto the bed. He pulled his condom off, tied it and flung it in the waste bin down beside his bedside table.

Nico let out a satisfied sigh and laid his head down on Ahmet’s chest. “Thanks,” he said, “that was amazing.”

“Glad you enjoyed it, I definitely did.” Ahmet looked over at me, kneeling on the floor by the foot of the bed. “How about you? Did you enjoy it too?”

In that moment I had mixed feelings: the massive rush of what had just happened was starting to mix with those post-ejaculation emotions that made me question what the fuck I’d just put myself through. All I knew was that it was a ride so intense there was nothing else like it.

Nico looked concerned for a moment at my lack of a response, and probably the mix of emotions all over my face. “You okay?” he asked.

I nodded, still feeling a little shellshocked. “Holy shit that was intense.” I grinned, thinking about how fucking crazy that had just been, and I think that put Nico at ease.