We went back and forth with the conversation as Marcus inched closer against me. He poured me another glass. When I reached for it, he slid under my arm and put the glass to my lips. I had Marcus under one arm, Anderson under the other, and the Giants game on tv. A game in which I was starting to slowly lose interest.
I looked down at my chest. My arms were spread across the back of the couch with one man snuggled in against each shoulder. They were facing each other and trying to mouth something to each other that I wouldn't hear. The alcohol was loosening me up and I put my hands on the back of each one's heads and pushed my fingers through their hair.
I didn't know how to get things started. I usually forward speed through that part of the porn. I should have done a little research, but this all happened so fast.
They looked up at me with expectant smiles. Something about having them both under my hold sparked this flame of power inside me. I leaned in towards Anderson and gave him a kiss as my hand slid down Marcus' back to rub his ass. I felt Marcus' lips press against my neck. He lipped at my skin and sent a tingle through me as my tongue pushed into Anderson's mouth.
I felt Marcus' hand on my right thigh. He slid it up inside my shorts until his fingers found my cock. I kept my lips planted on Anderson's and felt his hand rub over the top of my bulge. I moved my hand down his back and rubbed his ass too.
I pulled my lips away from Anderson and turned towards Marcus. He raised up from kissing my neck and our eyes met. He looked at me, waiting for me to kiss him. I took my hand from his ass though and pushed him towards Anderson's lips.
Kissing Marcus didn't feel right. I was way out of my element here. My body was green-lighting this 100 percent, but my brain felt like I was breaking the law somehow. I shook it off and tried to just enjoy the moment. Sometimes I overthink things. Ok, a lot of times I overthink things.
They smiled, kissed, and made out for me. Marcus hand in my shorts was stroking my shaft while Anderson had moved his hand up my shirt to rub my pecs. I laid back, crossed my arms behind my head, and let them explore me.
"You feel good?" Anderson pried his lips off of Marcus and checked in with me. They had my cock so hard, and I was enjoying their kissing. They were going at it full force.
It was hot seeing them kiss, but half of me didn't feel good.
"Uh huh." I nodded as Marcus stroked my cock. Anderson was so into this, so I assured him, "It feels so good."
Anderson moved to slide up my shirt and Marcus let go of my cock. I sat up and Anderson pulled it off of my arms. He leaned in and kissed my left nipple then bit at it softly.
"That cock is huge." Marcus pulled at the thick lump in my shorts. He gathered the fabric around my shaft and gripped it tightly. He massaged it until it started to leak precum. "Fuck that's big. Can I suck it, sir?" His large, dark eyes flashed up at me, begging for my dick. .
I pushed at the waistband of my shorts and slid them down until my cock flopped out and settled against my thigh. I put my hand on his head and guided him down. He let me push him until his lips touched the tip of it.
He sucked it in with desperation and made these little whimpering noises as my cock slid into his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the shaft and sent a chill through me as he worked my cock. My shorts got pushed to the floor and I stepped out of them.
Marcus slid off the couch and went to his knees. He knelt between my legs and dove back onto my cock. He looked up at me and pushed down until my cock made him gag. I reached down and put my hand on his cheek to feel my shaft stretch his mouth. I gave his cheek a few playful smacks and he whined happily while bobbing on me.
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The Big One
RomanceBetween work, school, and the gym, 19 year old Ezra Ryan doesn't have much time for fun in post-pandemic San Francisco. He's leery of the older guys who get too forward with him when he's trying to work. But something about Anderson seems different...
