Chapter 33: Four Boxes (OMG, they are not coffins, so don't start)
Cameron woke up, on his back, with a few hands on his very hard cock.
Strange the way the universe worked, because he had no idea whose hands they were.
But it felt good. So he just closed his eyes, and enjoyed the moment.
"Oh Cameron, I missed you so much. So much."
He knew that voice for sure.
Kept his eyes closed but turned his head to the right, and was rewarded with a kiss.
"You'd think you'd had enough last night, chulo. But I have to admit, you got stamina."
Definitely knew that voice. Turned his head to the other side, and was kissed again.
"Enough. Hands off. My turn."
And the hands were brushed away, replaced by a warm mouth and strong fingers squeezing the tops of his thighs. Cameron arched his back, overcome, sighing with pleasure.
His husband's lips on him were so perfect.
"Mmmmm, baby is so spoiled. He's our spoiled baby." Diego's voice was amused but also totally turned on.
"He loves it. Loves when we touch him." Nate used his pointer finger to trace around and around and around Cameron's turgid nipple. Then did the same, but with his tongue. Stopping the movement to suck hard. The flicking his tongue repeatedly on the spot. Then sucking again.
Cameron moaned. And put his hand in Nate's hair and pulled hard. Then reached down with his hand between their naked bodies to grasp Nate's very erect dick, and rubbed in time with the movements of his husband's mouth working him.
"I never thought I would say this so soon after last night, but me too, Cameron." Diego chuckled, and hitched himself up. Cameron leaned slightly to his side and mimicked Nate, sucking on his best friend's dark nipple and grabbing a handful of the object he'd become very familiar with last night. The artist gasping as Ryan reached up and around, plunging his finger into Diego's ass without warning or lubrication.
The sounds issuing from the bed would make anyone take a deep breath and wet their lips. Four of them, naked, long limbs intertwined, mouths and hands busy. Shiny with saliva and precum. Until they let the momentum overtake them, three men in harmony, voicing their extreme enjoyment.
Ryan wiped his mouth, sat up on his knees, between Cameron's spread legs, his own erection jutting from his hips. Cameron whipped himself up and and around, putting his mouth on it as quickly as he could, Ryan thrusting into him. Nate and Diego kissing each other while they gently rubbed Cameron's ass so prominently displayed near them.
"Fuck Cameron. I missed you. I missed you baby. I missed you angel. I missed you. I love you. I love you. I love you." Ryan repeated, fingers deep in his husband's baby soft hair, as he finally let go into Cameron's full mouth. And Cameron sat up, pulling away from Nate and Diego, to wrap his arms around Ryan and kiss him. Ryan didn't mind that his husband's mouth was slick with his own cum, just eager to touch their tongues together and hold him tight in his arms.
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"See! We have to move! This really isn't working!!" Nate complained, trying to turn around to rub shampoo in Diego's hair.
"Well, it's kind of idiotic for us all to shower together like this," Diego scoffed. "I told you this wouldn't work, dumbass."
"But I wanted for us all to be close," his blonde husband wailed. "Hey, knock it off! Someone's going to get hurt." He bopped Ryan on the shoulder, as the tall man attempted to pull Cameron off his feet, their mouths locked together. "My turn! My turn!" He pulled Cameron around and into his arms, the smaller man grinning and pulling Nate down to his mouth. Diego sidled past his husband to connect lips with Ryan, almost falling out of the small shower in the process. Thankfully Ryan had excellent reflexes and caught him.
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