In the last installment of One and Only
In the first installment of One and Only
Ethan hadn’t expected to be as tempted as he was. Aside from locker rooms and Jacob, he’d never been in the presence of another naked man. And despite Mateo’s smaller size, he was all man.
Jacob rose to his feet and approached Mateo. Ethan followed. A quiver of desire rocketed straight through his core as Mateo touched Jacob’s face and brought Jacob down for a kiss.
Ethan stroked a hand down Jacob’s back as Jacob closed the gap between himself and Mateo. Jacob left Mateo swooning; the intensity of the kiss had shattered their guest.
Jacob sank to his knees and took Mateo’s cock into his mouth.
Ethan stood motionless. Seeing another man’s cock go in and out of his partner’s mouth did things to his insides. His breathing increased—rapid and short.
So fucking hot.
He wandered closer to the two men. He wanted to taste Jacob on Mateo’s lips. He cupped Mateo’s face. His blue eyes were stunning. Thick lashes. His lips pink and wet. A young, blond bombshell of a twink.
“Kiss me,” Mateo whispered.
Ethan leaned in and captured the man’s mouth. It nearly melted him. He hadn’t expected to feel anything, but the draw was intense. Even without being touched, his guard fell away.
Jacob rose to his feet.
He touched Ethan’s face. “Taste him on me.”
Ethan relinquished Mateo’s mouth and turned to Jacob’s. His lips tasted clean. He explored with his tongue, tangling with Jacob’s. He groaned. Mateo’s cock had been filling that space.
His cock thickened at the thought.
“Bedroom,” Mateo suggested. “Let’s get you two naked.” He took both their hands and walked backward toward the bedroom. “I’m aching to be fucked.”
It was very straightforward and impersonal as he and Jacob undressed. Mateo was sitting at the head of the bed, his hand back on his cock, watching them.
Ethan followed Jacob’s lead and climbed onto the bed. Jacob kneeled near Mateo and took his mouth. Ethan couldn’t take his eyes off them. Mouths open; seeking. Tongues exploring.
He lowered his hand to his cock. It was hard and tight. He stroked it slowly as he watched them. The soft moans—the groping hands. The way they surged and ebbed against one another.
They fit—the two men fit.
It was beautiful to watch.
Jacob released Mateo and sat beside him where the pillows would have been, his back to the headboard. There were a few pillows beside the bed if they needed them.
Mateo rolled and turned onto his knees, positioned himself between Jacob’s legs, and took Jacob’s cock into his mouth, his ass in the air facing Ethan.
He looked back at Ethan. “Whenever you’re ready.”
Ethan gripped the bedding. Desire welled up from his gut at the sight of Mateo’s perfect pink hole. He scooted to the edge of the bed and grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom. He prepared himself, rolling the condom on slowly. He loved the feel of it going on.
He moved forward on his knees until he was behind Mateo. Mateo lowered himself onto his elbows, creating a curve in his spine and tipping his ass up further. His balls and cock were visible between his legs. Ethan reached through and stroked them once with his hand.
Mateo was hung.
Later.
Ethan drooled a long string of lube onto Mateo’s hole. Mateo flinched a little. It was cold. Ethan set the bottle aside and smeared the lube around, then sank his pointer finger into Mateo’s hole.
His heart hammered.
It was tight and glorious. He slipped his finger back and forth, and in and out. Mateo sighed around Jacob’s cock. Ethan switched to two fingers. Then three.
His cock was anxious to begin. Ethan rose and placed his cock at the entrance to what was going to be warm and soft. He pushed in and closed his eyes.
Fucking beautiful.
He sank all the way in and gripped Mateo’s hips. He had suspected he wouldn’t have to go slow with Mateo. Mateo grunted but kept his mouth around Jacob’s shaft, slipping up and down on it. Jacob stretched his arm down Mateo’s back toward Mateo’s ass. Ethan reached out and grabbed Jacob’s hand.
They gave each other a squeeze, then went back to what they were doing.
It was nice to connect. Despite Mateo’s presence, they were in this together.
Ethan slid back and then in. Jacob had told him the secret was to stop before you came. He’d called it edging. They’d practiced a few times the night before.
He pumped faster—then slower. Out—then deep.
Mateo pulled away from Jacob’s cock, and the sounds started.
Holy fuck.
Jacob had been right. With each thrust, his mouth free, Mateo made the sweetest sounds. Little mewls, moans, and gasps. And an “Uh … uh … faster—harder.”
Jacob smiled at Ethan. “You need to really let him have it. He likes that.”
That he could do. Ethan increased his pace and severity. The sounds from Mateo became louder. The mewls and moans were joined by loud lewd exclamations. The room was filled with sound.
Ethan looked at Jacob. He was laughing.
“I told you he was sweet,” Jacob said.
Mateo sank back onto Jacob’s cock. Jacob grabbed Mateo’s head and forced his face down into his lap—again and again. Mateo started choking and coughing.
The sound wound Ethan up. They’d played with that. Deep throating each other. Nothing like what Jacob was doing to Mateo. Then, as quickly as it started, Jacob stopped.
Jacob nudged Mateo’s shoulder.
“My turn,” he said.
Ethan wasn’t sure what was happening, but he pulled out of Mateo. It seemed they were changing positions. He moved to the foot of the bed. Jacob took up Mateo’s position, but this time, Mateo was the one who grabbed a condom and lube and pulled up behind Jacob.
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