Triangular Love

Triangular Love II

At this time of day, the stairwell is lonely and deserted, Phana and Ming have decided to take the stairs. So I stand alone in front of the lift and wait for it to open the doors for me generously. I think the boys want to give me some more rest, time to become aware of what is about to happen.

A tiny little part sitting in some back corner of my brain, just behind the parietal lobe where the primary sensitive center is, whispers almost screaming to me that I should take to my heels and run - as fast as I can. I ignore this warning because damn it, how does life give you such a bittersweet opportunity?

Finally, the elevator has taken care of me and taken me safely to the top floor.

The front door to Phana's apartment is open, dimmed light and soft music penetrate my ear. I quietly close the door behind me and slip out of my shoes. I just leave them where they fell from my feet and go deeper into the cave where two hungry wolves are waiting for me.

Strong warm arms surprise me and embrace my belly from behind, pressing me against a hard, excited male body, it takes a moment until I find out which of the two men is standing behind me, Ming bites my neck slightly while his right hand caresses my left nipple through the shirt's fabric. I let myself fall with pleasure, held by his strength, and enjoy his playful attention. Finally feeling Ming so close again takes my breath away. Slowly he pulls my jeans down and exposes my shapely thighs, which elicits a deep growl from Ming. "Oh KitKat, I can hardly wait to finally penetrate you..." His dark voice and his skillful hands are heating me up uncanny.

My whole body is tingling with excitement. I see Phana approaching us in candlelight, he kneels wordlessly before me on the floor and, almost awesomely takes off my boxer briefs. Our eyes meet, my moan floats through the room as Ming pushes his hands under my shirt and twirls my nipples hard. Phana strokes my ankles and lingers at my hollow of the knee, his skillful fingers and hot lips turning my steadfastness into the air. If Ming wouldn't hold me so securely, I'd sink to the ground now.
I had no idea how sensitive my knees were.

Phana keeps working his way up, his thumbs sliding between my buttocks and playing with my entrance. The sweet, musky smell of our excitement hangs in the room, accompanied by my moaning. Warm and rough, Phana's tongue draws small circles around the tip of my cock as his fingers carefully prepare me.

If the two continue like this, I will reach the climax here standing in a few minutes. Drunk with pleasure I press myself against Ming, while my lower body pushes towards Phana.

The hard bulge in Ming's pants presses firmly against my hip. Delicious anticipation spreads in me. Four hands caress and tease my body, awaken an uncanny lust in me, which puts me more and more into a state of intoxication of desire. The alcohol that rushes through my blood mixes with the pure desire that can no longer be stopped.

Phanas tongue licks and sucks at my dick, rubs with it over my slit shining from precum. Ming's tongue caresses my ear and sends a shiver of anticipation over my skin. Shortly before my lust overruns me, Phana stops his tongue play and rises slowly, his kiss is breathtaking, I taste myself on our tongues.
Our kiss is sweet and promising, but it ends much too soon.

Graciously Phana takes off his shirt, opens his jeans and undresses completely except for his boxer shorts. He gives me his hand and leads me into the bedroom.