“That’s not what I’m asking.” He angles Heath’s face down, so his eyes are locked on mine. “Look at her, baby, and tell me. Do you want my girlfriend to be hurting when she leaves you? Do you want her to need you so fucking bad, it makes her ache?”
I hitch up, coaxing Heath’s cock inside me.Please.
Josh’s words are fucked up, but hot.
“I’ll want Ella to be baring my marks when you fly away,” Heath says. “I certainly want to make our proposals fucking memorable. That’s not in question.”
“Fuck you, Heath, just answer the real question. Fuck her cunt, and tell me the truth.”
One pop of a barbell, and I moan for him. I know what I want the answer to be…
Two, and I wince, my pussy so desperate, it’s screaming.
“Answer the fucking question, Heath,” Josh says again. “You opted for truth, so give it to me. Do you want my girlfriend to be aching after you? Missing you? Crazy with the need to see you again once you say goodbye?”
A pause. So heated, it fucking burns.
“SAY IT!” Josh snaps. “Cut the crap, Heath, and just fucking say it!”
“You already know the fucking answer,” Heath says, and slams all four of the other barbells in, balls deep in my pussy as I yelp. “Yes, I want her to fucking miss me. I want to give hermorning after syndrome, I want to drive her fucking crazy, and you know it. You’ve known it since you very first brought her along to my place and admitted she was your fucking girlfriend while my cock was buried deep.”
Heath’s eyes are so deep and savage on Josh’s.
“You can give me a truth yourself now, Josh baby. It’s whatyouwanted, isn’t it? From the moment you brought her along, you wanted me to be aching too. That’s why you told me she was your girlfriend. You knew it would change the game.”
Heath fucks me as I moan, my tits bobbing as the two men above me battle out in a stare – just as severe in tension as they were on the court earlier.
“Yes, I knew it would change the game,” my boyfriend admits.
“And how about you? Do you ever suffer withmorning after syndromewhen you leave my place, or do you just whistle as you walk away?”
Josh tugs on Heath’s hair, running his tongue up my idol’s cheek.
“I had morning after syndrome from the very first moment I met you, Heath. I was already aching before I walked away.”
Jesus Christ, how they kiss.
It’s fucking magical.
Tongues twisting, breaths ragged with grunts and groans as the two men devour each other. It was an explosion of magnitude all set to unleash. A truth ready to boom into the air.
And now it has, it won’t be forgotten. Drunken games night aside, it may be buried underbanter, but it’s there now. The veil has been ripped away.
“I’ve got a dare now for you both now,” I moan up at them, Heath’s cock grating at just the right angle. “Be brave boys and double up in my cunt with no rubbers or lube.”
That’s a fucking dare alright. One false move and their piercings could snag on each other’s. Ouch. Blood, sweat and stinging cocks.
“Dare accepted,” Josh says. “Unless Heath is going to be a pussy about it.”
Josh pulls away from Heath and reclines on the sofa beside me, working his giant pierced cock in his hand.
Heath tears his dick out of me in one, and the pair of them haul me onto Josh’s cock, my cunt sucking him in like a hungry mouth.A hungry mouth that is hungry for two…
“I’m not a pussy, Josh. Iwantpussy.”
“From competition to teamwork,” Josh says as Heath lines up. “Better be careful. If we tangle piercings, we’ll be a mess.”
“Good job we know each other so well then, isn’t it?” Heath says, watching Josh’s dick pumping into me. “Let’s fuck your girlfriend’s cunt on the same fucking pitch.”
