sexy growl from the man. The dual action of sucking and being sucked brought Waylon quickly to orgasm. He shuddered as he released his seed. Cal clamped down over his cock, not allowing Waylon to buck free, swallowing every drop of ejaculate.
“Fuck!” Waylon was awarded his release since he’d be the lonely front of the sandwich. At least he’d have his sweet Cal ’s dick inside him, pleasuring him.
“Come here, Calvin. I need you so bad. I’ve been dreaming of this for months.” Evan beckoned Cal to climb up on the bed with him while Waylon recuperated, still flat on his back.
Waylon watched as Calvin’s sleek muscular form moved with a panther’s grace onto the mattress. He trailed kisses up Evan’s thigh and sucked the bulbous head of his cock for a moment. Both on their knees, they embraced, kissing like men, their passion contagious. Waylon watched their cocks slapping against each other, their muscled chests rubbing, their tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. Even after his recent orgasm, his own dick was coming back to life in a hurry, already semi-firm.
“I want to look you in the eyes when I make love to you, Calvin. Your beautiful blue eyes.” Cal dropped to his back and was immediately covered by Evan’s sturdy body. Evan reached for the lube on the night table, squirting some on his erection, rubbing it in slightly. In one firm upward stroke, he entered Cal ’s rear hole. Cal ’s legs were parted, feet braced on the mattress. The position screamed intimacy, love. They stared in each other’s eyes and occasionally kissed, the whole time making hard, sweet love to each other.
Waylon began to stroke himself, the image of the two men he loved fucking like a finely tuned machine made him horny all over again. “What about me? I thought Cal was going to do me.”
“Looks like you better firm up in a hurry.” Evan waggled his eyebrow . Looks like he’d be the back of the sandwich tonight.
Thanks to the erotic display, he needed no more time. He knelt behind Evan, carefully positioning his knees between Cal ’s feet. He gripped Evan’s hips, still pumping into his other lover, and centered himself for his planned breach. Grabbing some of the lube from the tube on the mattress, he prepped his cock. Evan wouldn’t hold still for a minute, eagerly thrusting into Cal , so he plunged forward at the first chance. He maneuvered his hips in the awkward angle for maximum penetration, savoring the hot, tight sheath surrounding him. Nothing beat being connected by two cocks. It brought all three of them together on a new intimate realm, one pleasing the other, and all three as a whole.
“Do you like it, Calvin? Do you like my dick in your ass? Does it feel good?” asked Evan as he continued to pummel the man.
“Fucking good,” he muttered back.
They worked as a team until each man met their release, and Waylon had his second. It was magical. Beautiful. Perfect. Allowing Evan to dominate Cal ’s body didn’t make him jealous or hostile. They’d grown too much as a triad for him to have any ill feelings for Evan. In fact, the love shared between the other two men warmed his heart. This new element would only enhance their sex life, and their unique bond.
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After buying all the ingredients they’d need for the big dinner tonight, they carried their grocery bags back to the car. Evan was home cooking the roast. The man was a real blessing in the kitchen. Waylon decided the time had come to reveal the truth to his family. If he wasn’t ready to face the world as a homosexual man, he’d take this first step in telling those closest to him. He invited his mom, dad, and two brothers to a planned dinner. His two oldest brothers were either abroad or out of state. Of course, he was nervous as hell. The idea of being rejected by people he loved scared the shit out of him.
They loaded the bags into the trunk. The parking lot was relatively bare, with row after row of parked cars but
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