“Bro, you gotta move,” Jason rasped.
Marcos laughed softly. “Need me to fuck you both?” He swiveled his hips and I moaned on Nico’s cock.
Nico hissed and laced his fingers through my hair. He didn’t pull, just rested his hand on the top of my head, like a steady reminder that he was in control.
“Fuck yes,” Jason muttered.
I giggled around Nico’s cock and sucked him down deeper, making him hiss.
“Just like that, Little Dreamer. Always such a good cock sucker,” Nico said.
Marcos started moving, slow at first, then he picked up pace. He kept one hand on the center of my back, holding me in place, while his other hand wrapped around my hip. He set a brutal, punishing pace that made giving head hard, as I was moaning and writhing with every thrust. “Jesus, bro. Those fucking piercings.”
Jason chuckled and thrust up into me, joining Marcos in utterly destroying me.
It didn’t take us along before we were falling over the edge and our orgasms poured over or out of us. I went first, unable to stop myself as my body crested that edge and I shuddered between Jason and Marcos. Pulling off of Nic’s cock, I cried out, resting my head on his thigh as I caught my breath.
Nico didn’t give me long though; he pushed his cock back into my mouth and started slowly fucking my face.
Marcos picked up the pace and Jason joined them. Their rhythm driving me between the two of them. I moaned around Nico’s cock as he used my mouth freely, fucking deep into my throat. Tears poured down my face and I relished every single one.
This felt like therapy.
It felt like coming home.
My second orgasm tore through even faster than the first. My body shuddered violently this time, shaking and arching as I came hard. “There’s a good girl,” Marcos intoned.
“Fuck, so close,” Jason groaned.
Marcos fucked me harder and Jason let out a low rasping moan as his fingers tightened on my waist and he held tighter as his own body shook. He came hard, pouring himself into my spasming cunt.
Nico’s fingers dug into the back of head as he fucked my face in earnest. I sucked hard and tried to swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock as much as he’d let me. For the most part, Nico used my mouth as his own personal flesh light. “That’s it, Little Dreamer. Taking my cock so well. Get ready to swallow.”
I moaned as I swallowed his load, barely recognizing Marcos’s stuttering hips as his thrusting grew frantic.
“Fuuuccck,” Marcos and Nico rumbled together as they both came hard.
Both men held their cocks in place while they caught their breath. Nico kept his down my throat until he finally groaned and pulled out of my mouth. My lips were swollen and sore, my face was covered in tears. I felt used and abused, but so fucking free.
That glorious floating feeling spread over me and a goofy smile spread across my face.
“There she is,” Nico crooned. “There’s our sub, lost in the subspace. So good for us.”
I giggled softly and nuzzled Nico’s thigh.
“So good, Darlin’. So. Fucking. Good,” Jason grunted.
Marcos kissed the center of my back. “Perfecto, Mi Vida.”
“So good,” I murmured.
My boys laughed.
I hissed as Marcos slowly pulled out of me. “Sorry,” he mumbled, and helped lift me off Jason’s cock, making us both hiss.
They laid me down on the bed between Jason and Nico, and I curled onto my side, resting my head on Jason’s shoulder while Nico curled around my body. Marcos came back from the bathroom with a warm washcloth. He carefully cleaned me up, before he tossed the towel toward the hamper.
Marcos made us all move just enough to pull the covers down from under our bodies, then he pulled them back up. He turned on the fan from the remote on the bedside table, clicked on the small night light lamp, then climbed into bed next to Jason. I reached across Jason’s body to lace my fingers through Marcos’s. “I love you guys.”
