Sex. Three guys. Be warned!
"Max?"
Ian was scrambling backwards into a sitting position, holding his shirt together.
"Iloveyournipples."
The sentence came so fast out of the man, it sounded like a single word.
There was a moment of silence.
"I love them too," Ian said, still on all fours, eye in eye with Cedric.
His eyes were... gleaming and Cedric couldn't look away. Ian was asking him something. The same thing Max had blurted out with his jumbled words, without actually saying it.
"What?" Cedric asked, his voice eloping into higher registers.
Max threw a hand over his mouth, maybe to stifle a sound. Cedric only heard the smacking sound when it made contact.
"Wh...what are you doing here?" he finally asked, turning his gaze on Max, hot and cold shivers running over his body.
"I was just running away from Greta, I swear!"
Max had his hands on both sides of his face, his eyes huge and his cheeks colored.
But he didn't look way. Cedric was a bit overwhelmed by the fact he was still ogling the point where his hands bunched the fabric together, and not Ian, who slowly lowered back until he was sitting on his haunches, his thighs spread to accommodate Cedric's legs.
There was nothing going down in these pants, as far as Cedric could see with one glance he couldn't not throw in that direction. The pressure on the inside might even have increased.
"Why were you running from your sister?" Cedric asked, completely out of his comfort zone and with no idea what to do.
Why was the fact that Max was there turning him on so much when Ian was already making him feel like burning up from the inside?
"Because she wants to set me up with one of her girlfriends. Again!" Max sounded utterly exasperated. "And all I want is to suck you nipples so badly."
"You..." Cedric started, looking helpless from Max to Ian and back again.
Did he wanted him to do that? With Ian there? Would Ian...
Warm fingers grazed over his hands, helping him relax and let go of the fabric.
Then Ian was kissing him.
Cedric was unable to relax with Max there, and...
Ian twisted one of his already over-sensitized nubs savagely, but somehow made it to stay on this side of pleasure pain.
Cedric bowed his back with a hiss and a gasp, his head thrown back, his hands blindly grabbing for leverage when Ian's mouth latched onto the tender skin.
He bit his wrist hard when a whispered moan mixed into the onslaught of sensations and sounds, his eyes darting over to Max who was squeezing his own crotch hard to obviously calm down his dick.
"Can he help me?" Ian whispered against Cedric's chest, his breath hot bursts against Cedric's skin.
For a moment everything went still. Not even the earth dared to turn on it's axis.
There was pure love in Ian's eyes. He really wanted Max's help to make Cedric feel good.
Without breaking eye contact, Ian pressed a soft kiss on his sternum.
"Yes," Cedric breathed out.
In the next moment he was on his back, two mouths laving at his chest and nipples, driving him crazy and making it nearly impossible to quash the moans, loud panting breathing, and hisses.
You chose well when you decided against space and for the double bed, Cedric thought while being blown away by the fact he actually still was able to think a complete and coherent thought. But it was his last one.
For a while.
Ian and Max did a perfect job of ridding him of his trousers and underwear before attacking his chest again while his painful erection was gathered in a hand he had never felt before and his sack was stimulated by Ian's familiar fingers.
He lost all concept of time, but in hind sight it couldn't have been long before his body was tingling all over and he felt his orgasm roll in like a tidal wave.
"Can't," he gasped. "Can't hold back. Don't..."
But they never actually heard what they weren't supposed to do because Cedric's whole body shivered and bucked violently, feral noises stifled by his hand as he came and came, teeth tugging on one nipple, the other being sucked hard.
Cedric literally saw stars, tine white dots, zigging and zagging in his vision, eyes open or closed.
He felt boneless.
"You are so beautiful," Ian's voice murmured into his hear, soft lips kissing him a moment later.
"Man, I wasn't so near to coming down my pants since I saw Brad Pitt in 'Troy'," Max mumbled, plonking down on the bed beside Ian with a thud. "And that was when I was like twelve."
Ian chuckled softly, tugging Cedric against his side.
"What are we going to do with our erections?" Max asked, pulling his unashamed from his trousers, giving it a loving stroke.
"God, I have to free mine too. That actually hurts," Ian snickered.
Cedric watched Max and he felt a weird hunger starting to spread in him. His breathing picked up while he watched Max not really stroke, but more caress himself.
Turning around, he grabbed for Ian's face, staring him straight in the eyes.
"I want to suck Max while you fuck me," Cedric blurted out, much like Max when he had ran into this room.
"Sure. You want that, baby?" Ian asked, his eyes warm, his thumb caressing Cedric's cheek with tenderness.
His courage for words was used up, so Cedric only nodded vigorously.
After a soft kiss to Ian's lips, Cedric turned around.
"Would you... like that?" he asked Max.
The younger man snickered.
"Fuck, I'm crushing on you for years now. Not in a romantic way, but the thought of you, sucking me... That's one of my favorite daydreams."
Max was twenty-four, from his build broader and more muscular than Cedric but no match for his very own Hercules.
They had grow up around each other, with Max being the son of Danielle's best friend.
And yes, Max had featured in one or two of Cedric's fantasies too.
To his shame, he had to admit, that he had liked to think of Max when he couldn't get there while someone topped him.
But that was something he would never share with Max under any circumstances.
"Fuck, I've got no lube," Ian muttered while riffling through his pants. They all where getting out of their cloths with speed and determination.
"No probs, I've got two packs," Max said, throwing them on the bed. "And I had a suspicion about my ex, so I got tested and got the results back yesterday."
He pulled a paper from his wallet that was folded a lot more than once.
"All clean."
Ian and Cedric both threw a glance on it and gave it back with a nod.
"I love it to get sucked bare, but I will wrap it if you prefer," Max said to Cedric, happily grinning.
"I won't swallow, but I have nothing against doing it... bare," Cedric mumbled, feeling uncomfortable again. "Ian?"
"Just as you like, baby," Ian said, leaning in, kissing him gently. "That's your show."
And somehow it was.
The hunger in Cedric ramped up by a hundred.
"Would it be okay for you to get on the bed and kneel?" he asked Max, helpless against his own politeness. At the same time he felt like his eyes where spewing lava and as if his cheeks would inflame paper if you touched his face with it.
"Sure, mate."
Cedric followed him there with a glance over this shoulder to Ian.
"Can I watch for a moment?" his love asked in a gravely and at the same time breathy voice that made Cedric's cock twitch.
He nodded and then crawled up the bed towards where Max was, his knees spread wide, his hand squeezing his sack a bit.
"Is it okay if I don't kiss you?" Cedric asked, licking the head of Max's dick that did the same little jump Cedric's gave moments earlier.
He only wanted to kiss Ian at the moment. It felt like kissing Max would cross a line.
"Totally. What ever you like," Max panted, followed by, "oh fuck," when Cedric drew the head into his mouth.
Ian's heavy breathing mixing with Max's pants and hisses was the perfect soundtrack for Cedric while he licked, and laved, and sucked, tasting the foreign flavor of Max's lust.
His own cock was waking up again, especially liking that Cedric was sucking something. It made him hard again in quite a short time.
Max's cock was so different than Ian's sturdy one, the head more pronounced, the underside more sensitive.
"Need to touch you, babe," Ian rasped and than Cedric moaned deep around Max when he felt Ian's tongue between his cheeks.
"Son of a biscuit-eater," Max whined softly. "That is the hottest thing I've ever seen."
Ian chuckled and the vibrations made Cedric moan again, what, in turn, coaxed another hiss from Max.
"Mate, I'm not going to hang in there for long," Max gritted out. "You might want to get in your man ASAP."
Ian did exactly that.
He was considerate and wanted to prep Cedric some, but to his own astonishment, Cedric let Max fall from his mouth, moaning, "just do it, please," the last word drawn out.
And then Cedric's mind blanked, Ian's pulsing length in him, feeling oddly cool for a moment from the lube, Max tasting salty and shivering before him. His own dick strained against his belly again.
Max's hands where burrowed in his hair, the man desperately fighting to keep silent, tugging harder than Ian did. Cedric loved it, but knew it was a thing of this moment.
"Shitshitshit," Max whisper-yelled a few minutes later. He tried to pull back but something snapped in Cedric and against all what he said before, his hand shot out, grabbing Max's firm ass, and he swallowed it all.
Cedric registered that Ian was kissing Max above him, but it was okay because there truly was no other way to subdue the sounds of this forceful orgasm.
And then, suddenly, Ian pulled Cedric up against his chest and Max dived down and returned the favor. They performed that move as if they had had an entire planning and rehearsal session for it.
It was the hottest thing ever.
With Ian fucking him, biting his neck and rolling his nipples between his fingers while Max sucked him and fondled his balls, Cedric lasted only a few blissful minutes longer, toeing the line to passing out from all the breath he held in to keep quiet.
And then Ian clamped a hand over Cedric's mouth and big his shoulder hard while come boiled up and out, both of them coming hard, Cedric's one hand in Max's hair, the other clutching Ian's ass.
It was almost more than he could take, but at the same time the best thing ever and the biggest adventure he ever went on.
They landed in a mess on the bed, tangled up in each other, panting and nearly glowing brighter than all the Christmas lights in the house together.
"You two are hotter than anything I've ever seen or done before," Max said on an incredulous laugh.
"You are invited for Christmas next year," Cedric mumbled sleepily.
"Let's make it a new tradition," Ian agreed on a yawn.
Max had the bright idea to spread a blanket over them all.
A minute later, they were completely out.
God, I'm done for the day :-D
I hope you enjoyed the three of them getting it on!
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