Skilled Hands

Chapter 10

As I felt his small body straddle my back, my head started spinning.

I want him to straddle my face.

Ok brain, you are really not helping here.

Aero came to the front of the table, facing my head and began giving me a really, really good scalp massage.

As Nick put just the right amount of pressure on a certain spot on my back and Aero began to rub just the right spot on my scalp, I let out an appreciative moan.

Whoops.

As soon as the sound hit my ears, I realised I had made the daunting mistake of forgetting to focus on not making anymore weird sounds.

The body on my back stilled slightly, to then shiver and buck a little against me.

Something hard was rubbing against my back, something that suspiciously didn't feel like a pair of hands.

The hands giving my head a heavenly massage stilled also, for me to look up slightly and see Aero hips rub up against the table.

As if nothing happened, they both kept massaging, but this time both sneakily rubbing themselves.

To test my theory, I moaned again adding a little, "Oh god, yes right there."

Aero stopped rubbing my scalp and placed his hands on my shoulders. His breath sped up as he looked down at himself rubbing on the table just a little faster this time.

A 'fuck' was groaned out from behind me as more pressure was put on my back, Nick's hands had stopped rubbing.

They were both mindlessly pleasuring themselves now, completely forgetting how easily I could catch them.

I kept my head down, "Everything alright up there boys?" I asked, desperately trying to sound clueless.

"Y-yeah," Nick breathed out.

"Nick, do you have something in your pocket? I can feeling something poking me."

"No? Why would you-" he cut himself off, cursing quietly.

"What?" I asked, looking up at Aero with a questioning look.

Fuck his hard on was so obvious. It was right in my face.

I felt my mouth salivate at the sight.

Jesus fuck it.

I lifted my arm from my side and reached out in front of me, cupping the tent in Aero's pants.

"What do we have here hmm?" I asked, looking up at his face.

His pretty blue eyes widened and he covered his mouth. The poor thing's hips bucked, rubbing himself on my hand.

"What are you-" he went to say, but I cut him off by slowly dragging my hand up and down his clothed dick.

Aero threw his head back, muffling a moan.

I lifted my back up to give Nick some more pressure, and I received a sweet whimper in return.

His hips bucked on me again and I pushed up a little further.

"Oh fuck, yes." He groaned, leaning back on his hands and rubbing his hips back and forth.

I drew my attention back to Aero, a small wet patch dotting his pants.

My mouth felt incredibly empty, but I wanted to tease him just a little longer.

"Oh look at you, all riled up. Was this because of me?" I asked in a mocking tone.

Both of their breathing began to get a little louder, Aero muffling more moans and Nick gifting me with constant mewling. Their movements were getting sloppier and less controlled but there was no way I was letting them finish yet.

Taking my hand away from Aero's pants, ignoring his cute whine in protest as his hips thrusted into the air in need of friction, I instructed Nick to get off.

But he kept going.

"I-" he tried to say breathlessly, "Oh but fuck, I'm so close. Oh fuck." He moaned out, grinding faster and faster.

"I asked you to get off me Nick. You better not fucking cum." I said in a clipped tone.

"But-"

"For fuck's sake, off! Now."

Nick quickly scrambled off my back.

I never liked raising my voice, but oh my god he just wouldn't listen unless I did.

Aero was already waiting patiently at the end of the table, where Nick quickly joined him.

Nick went to say something, but quickly shut his trap when I narrowed my eyes at him, lowering his head to match Aero's position.

"Watch me." I breathed, sitting up and leaning my back against the wall.

Both of their heads snapped up immediately.

I took the towel covering my chest away completely to chuck on the floor along with the one that had covered my ass, revealing my tits to the pretty men staring at me hazily from the other end of the table.

I slowly opened my legs, their eyes intensely watching my each and every move with sweet sweet desperation.