Page 28 of Playing for the Dark
1“I was just thinking of how hot this is about to be,” I say truthfully. Maybe Ellie being in between us won’t make it as awkward.
“Have you done anything like this, Nash? I don’t want you doing something you’ll regret,” Zamir asks in a genuine tone.
“I haven’t done anything with more than one person, and other than that kiss on the dare with my old friend and what we did earlier, that’s all my experience with guys.” I’m rambling, but I can’t stop. Ellie’s eyes soften, taking in what’s about to happen between the three of us, and Zamir looks hungrier than ever. Before I can second guess myself, I blurt out, “I’m kinda nervous, y’all.”
I figured Ellie would be the one coming to my rescue, but Zamir is up on his knees, reaching for my arms. He has ahold of my biceps and, barely above a whisper, says, “We’ll take things slow, and if you don’t like something we’re doing, tell us. We’ll stop immediately.” I give him a quick nod, and he presses his lips to mine. It’s not a hungry, rushed kiss like the last few. He’s running his hands up and down my arms, soothing me. His lips are tangy and subtly sweet from the bourbon, and exactly what I needed to shake off the nerves.
Ellie’s voice breaks us apart. “You two are so fucking hot, but hurry the fuck up, or Ireally will be rubbing one out just from the perfect view I have down here.” It looks like a light bulb has gone off above her head. “You remember me sucking your cock, Big Boy?” I nod my head, my dick flinching in my pants. “You want to learn how?” She looks at me for another beat, then turns her attention to Z, raising a brow, asking for him to fight her on this.
Why the hell not? I’ll have to learn one day, right? She can suck the fuck out of a cock, might as well learn from the best. “Strip, both of you,” she says while leaning up and pulling her tank top over her head, and goddamn, her tits are perfect. I slip my pants and boxers off; I reach out, take one of her beautiful tits in my hand, running my fingers over the sensitive skin, lean in and suck the other already puckered nipple into my mouth.
Z’s standing beside the couch, pulling his shirt off, and I’m shamelessly looking him up and down. He has both of his nipples pierced with barbells, and the tattoos that mar his body are beyond impressive. I can’t even imagine the time he has been under the gun. Mine are mainly patchwork, random ones, but his look like they are purposefully in the places they are, telling a story.
I’ve seen him in the locker rooms, obviously, but I try not to stare too hard, so getting to really soak in his body is a treat I will never take for granted. He pulls his sweats and boxer down, freeing his cock. I see a piece of metal catch the light on the top of his dick. I lean over to get a closer look.
“You’re not shy at all, are you,Djale I Bukur?”
“I’m just trying to see this piercing,” I blurt out, not caring how creepy I probably look, staring at his dick.
“It’s a Kuno piercing.” I tilt my head to the side.
“Usually the piercings are on the top, through the head… Wait, are you uncut?” I ask, unashamedly. Fuck yes, I’ve always wanted to see an uncut penis up close; I guess now is my time.
“Yeah, is that an issue?” he snips out. I’m sure he’s heard all kinds of mean shit growing up in America. I never understood why it’s such a hot button to push here, but I’m just curious now. Part of me wishes my parents wouldn’t have circumcised me; they say the feeling is so much better when you’re intact.
He’s still standing; I get down on my knees in front of him, and look up into his eyes. “Not a problem at all,Bebé.”
I feel Ellie get to her knees, too, beside me. He’s wearing a devilish grin, looking down at both of us. “I could get used to seeing this.”
Ellie tenses, probably freaking the fuck out from any kind of commitment talk being thrown around. I look over at her, and she smiles and says, “You ready to learn, Big Boy?” I just nod my head in agreement.
“I need your words, Nash,” Zamir grinds out, his jaw ticking.
“Yes, I want to learn. Teach me,Mi Amor.”
She grabs Z’s cock, running her hand up and down his pulsing length. I grab her hair up off her shoulder, holding it in one hand, and wrapping it around my fist like I know she loves.
She pulls his foreskin back the rest of the way with her hand and runs her tongue around his head, all while looking over at me, making sure I’m still paying attention. Fuck, how could I not be? She’s rotating her hand up and down, hallowing her cheeks out each time she gets to his tip.
This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever been a part of.
She’s bobbing up and down but pops off, and Zamir turns to point his cock right in my face. Saliva is already pooling in my mouth. This is the first cock I’ll ever suck; it can’t be that hard, though, I know what feels good. “I’ve never done this before. I don’t want this to be bad for you.” He grabs my chin, bringing my eyes back up to his. “There’s no fucking way your mouth on my cock is going to feel bad,Djale I Bukur.”
That’s all I need to hear before taking his head into my mouth and sucking just like I would want to be. The piercing runs along the roof of my mouth and down to the back of my throat when I take him deep.
I gag and pull off slightly. “Relax your throat and breathe through your nose. You have to let him in,” is all Ellie says before she grabs my dick. I’m groaning but focusing back on my task.I want to be good at this. Pulling pleasure out of another person is one of the best things I’ve found in this lifetime.
“Nash, get out of your head. You look so fucking good with my cock stuffing that mouth of yours.” I can feel myself relax at the praise. “Oh, Ellie, we have a praise whore on our hands. You listen so well.” He’s practically purring, and fuck if my cock doesn’t react to him.
Ellie chimes in, “I’m trying to take that pretty face of yours for a ride, Z.” I’m so ready to devour her. I run my hand up her thigh and over her slick cunt; she’s soaked just from watching us, and if that’s not hot as shit, I don’t know what is. They seem content enough to let me explore for a minute. I’m just thankful she’s not judging me for wanting to.
He groans, grabbing hold of my head on both sides. “Tap my thighs if it’s too much.” I hum around him, getting ready. I hallow my cheeks out, and he’s hammering in and out of my mouth so hard his balls are slapping my chin. My own cock pulses in Ellie’s hand. She reaches up with her free hand, cupping his balls. I get a few more deep thrusts into my throat, and he’s pulling out, saying, “Stop, or I’m going to be coming down your throat.”
“Mmm, what if that’s what I want?” I bite my lip, staring up at him. I never thought I would be saying those words to another man. He shakes his head and looks at Ellie. She’s running her hands up his thighs.
“I sucked my maybe stalker’s dick… Not the best life choice I’ve made.” She shrugs. I really don’t like howcasual she is about this stalker. I make a mental note to ask her more about it once we’re done.
Zamir ignores the stalker comment and questions, “How far do you all want to go tonight?”
