As soon as we walked through Sean’s apartment door, Nicholas was kissing me. Sean moaned, bringing me back to earth, and I glanced at him as Nicholas’s lips moved down to my neck. He was watching us intently, holding glasses of wine.
“So,” Sean said in a surprisingly businesslike voice, once he had our attention. “Threesomes can be a little complicated, not quite like in porn, so please, if either of you feel uncomfortable, speak up. This won’t be any fun if you don’t. I know you are both good with using condoms, so we don’t need to discuss that. If anyone is unhappy, we stop straight away. Is that understood?” I nodded, and I assumed Nicholas did too.
I drank my glass in one go, and Nicholas smirked at me while talking to Sean. “He is damn good at swallowing.”
I felt more nervous than I had in a while with sex. Was there any way to bow out gracefully? I wasn’t sure I wanted to leave, but, well… I also wasn’t sure what to do. This definitely wasn’t in my comfort zone.
Sean and Nicholas both started undressing themselves. I hesitated for a moment, and Nicholas reached over and started to undo my top button. Sean, however, was impatient and grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head. I was self-conscious. If I was planning to hook up, I usually shaved my chest. At least had I kept up my other grooming. Nicholas paused to trace one finger over my chest tattoo, and all other thoughts faded away.
“Hot as fuck, right?” Sean murmured.
The rest of our clothes soon followed. Whether it was the warmth of the wine or the seduction of Nicholas and Sean focusing their mouths on me, I felt myself melt into the moment and lost myself to hands, and mouths, and tongues. Sean eventually pulled away and grabbed our hands, pulling us both to the bedroom. Sean pushed on my chest, which was completely ineffective given our size difference, but I let him push me down onto the bed. I scooted up until my head was near the pillows, and my gaze locked back on Nicholas’s blue eyes while Sean worked his mouth slowly down my chest and stomach.
Finally, I was so lost I was almost surprised when I felt his tongue lick along my length. Nicholas was standing at the end of the bed slowly stroking himself as Sean’s tongue explored my balls and taint before working back to my now-leaking tip. I shuddered as he took the head of my dick slowly, licking around the rim, before lowering himself all the way to the base.
“Jesus,” I breathed.
Sean continued to work me slowly as Nicholas reached over to the bedside table. I heard him fumbling around before returning to the base of the bed with lube and condoms. He knew exactly where to go for the supplies—not his first time here either. I didn’t want to look away from Nicholas, but keeping my eyes open took all my concentration as Sean continued his assault. The lube clicked open, and Sean gasped around my dick and then pulled off, resting his head on my thigh as Nicholas prepped him.
As he pleaded with Nicholas, Sean’s hand slowly stroked me. “More, more, please.”
Nicholas tried to tear open a condom wrapper but fumbled it a couple of times, his hands still a little slippery from the lube.
“Would you like a hand with that?” I smirked weakly, looking over Sean at him.
“Fuck you,” came back the reply, but a twitch of his lips showed he wasn’t too serious. He ripped the condom wrapper with his teeth and rolled it on before slicking himself with lube and reaching for Sean. Nick crawled up onto the bed to kneel behind Sean, and his gaze left mine for only a moment as he lined himself up with Sean’s hole. As he slowly pushed in, his eyes returned to me. The further he pushed, the tighter Sean’s grip on my already painful dick, until I had to place my hand over Sean’s to warn him. He breathed out an apology, and his mouth returned to licking and sucking.
From this position, watching Nicholas increase his pace with his grip on Sean’s hips was so fucking erotic, his eyes never leaving mine. Sean wasn’t able to keep up enough of a rhythm on my dick to get me close to the edge, but fuck if I wanted it to end anyway. Nicholas was so spectacular, flushed with a sheen of sweat and a look of concentration as he continued to pound into Sean. Sean’s mouth popped off me again as he reached back for Nicholas.
“Wait,” he breathed out. “I want to ride Ky.”
Nicholas stopped, still on his knees. Crawling forward, Sean groaned loudly as Nicholas pulled out of him. I finally lost sight of Nicholas’s eyes when Sean tossed me a condom that I put on easily. Well, with less fumbling than Nicholas anyway. Sean leaned over me, his breathing heavy and sweat glistening on his face. Arching his back, he lined my cock up and lowered himself onto it. I grabbed Sean’s arse and held on as he began rising so only my tip was in his hot tight hole and then lowered himself. Slowly at first, pausing each time to tease me before lowering himself again.
I closed my eyes, tightening my grip on Sean’s arse and moaning out Nicholas’s name involuntarily. Sean’s rhythm faltered, and I realised I probably made a mistake saying Nicholas’s name while buried inside Sean, but then Sean turned his head to Nicholas.
“More. I want more. I want both of you.”
Fuck, was he serious? Both of us at the same time? Was that even possible? Of course it was possible—I had seen it in porn, and it was hot as fuck, but in real life?
Nicholas’s voice came out rougher than normal, directing me to move down so my arse was on the edge of the bed, with my legs bent and feet on the floor. After Sean adjusted his position a little, he leaned forward on top of my chest. Nicholas stood behind him, between my spread legs. The heat in that room, in that bed, with the three of us, flushed, sweaty, and panting was almost too much. Until I could see Nicholas’s eyes. Those cool pools of blue wouldn’t let me escape as Nicholas’s dick nudged at the base of mine where I entered Sean.
He hesitated. “Sean, are you sure? We don’t want to hurt you.” His warm honey voice, oddly caring, was in stark contrast to Sean’s grunted reply.
“If you don’t stick your fat dick in me in the next five seconds, I will be the one hurting you.”
Nicholas and I both chuckled, and the sound made my dick throb even as it was buried in Sean. With another brief look of concentration, Nicholas lined himself up again with Sean and pushed gently. Too gently at first, but then... Holy fuck! The pressure and the heat as his dick slid along mine. Slowly. So fucking slowly, I thought it was going to kill me.
Sean gripped my shoulders and made a noise, nuzzling into my neck. Sean had always been very vocal and playful, the master of dirty talk. It might not have been my forte, but I thought it might help distract him from the pain until he adjusted. “You are doing so good for us, Sean, so fucking good. That tight little hole of yours stretching to take Nicholas’s big thick cock. You feel so fucking good. Just relax for us, let Nicholas in for me. That’s it.”
Once he was seated as far as he could go, Nicholas went still to allow Sean to adjust. His gaze locked onto mine again.
“Jesus, Sean, that is so fucking good, babe. You have both our cocks buried so fucking deep in you.”
Nicholas grunted out, “Are you okay if I start moving, Sean? Because if Ky doesn’t shut the fuck up, this is going to be over way too fucking quick.”
A couple more deep breaths and Sean nodded. I gripped Sean’s arse, spreading his cheeks as Nicholas began thrusting. Slowly at first, only rocking his hips, and then he pulled out a little before pushing back in. I rocked my hips a bit in time with his, and Nicholas’s head dropped back with a look of pure bliss. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His glistening chest, the five o’clock shadow across his slack jaw—I just had to reach up and touch.