his cheeks. His lips were swollen and raw from kissing, his eyes wild. He peered down at me, moving his legs so they were hooked around my waist.
And this was it.
I glanced at Denver because I needed to know it was still okay, and I trusted him to see through the lust and passion and warn me if it wasn’t.
Denver, sensing my hesitation, moved and knelt on the bed beside me. He took my face and kissed me deeply, tenderly. I tasted Edison on his tongue, and I was sure he tasted him on mine.
“He’s good. He wants it.”
He moved his fingers to my cock and stroked me. Without a word, he guided me to Edison’s ass. “Let me feel you enter him. Let me see it.”
I caught Edison’s eye. He nodded, applying the faintest pressure to the small of my back with his heels.
I pressed inside him, my gaze shifting from Edison’s face to where my cock disappeared. No barriers. All three of us made a similar noise of pleasure. Balls deep, trembling from the intensity, I caught my breath and waited for Edison to give me a sign he was good.
Edison nodded, and Denver found my mouth, kissing me once before backing off. He moved behind me, and it wasn’t until I started moving inside my son, shallow, careful thrusts, that I realized what Denver was up to.
Slick fingers breached my hole as I moved inside Edison. One then two, tapping my prostate with an irregular pattern I couldn’t predict. It was pushing me beyond reason and straight into delirium. I folded Edison almost in half, jacking my hips faster, chasing the tidal wave of pleasure that was building and burning and sure to destroy me.
Edison grabbed my face, connected our mouths, and kissed me as I fucked him harder, deeper. Each violent thrust made him grunt and moan. His noises, his sweet, sweet noises filled the air. The scent of him was all around me, his hands all over me.
And Denver kept pegging my prostate, replacing his fingers once or twice with an eager tongue.
Edison’s cock was trapped between us, and the harder I fucked him, the more friction he got.
I was close, balancing on a razor’s edge, barely able to control the power behind my thrusts, but it was Edison who tipped me over, not Denver’s fingers or mouth.
Edison’s orgasm hit like a freight train, slamming into him with power and suddenness I hadn’t expected. His nails cut into my skin as he arched up, hot warmth spilling between us. His ass clenched so tight I was done for. I was coming and coming and coming. My voice broke, and I saw stars, certain the kid was sending me to my death as I filled his ass with every explosive shot.
Out of breath, still mostly out of my head, lying on top of Edison, I registered Denver’s soft touch gliding up my spine. His mouth by my ear whispered, “You’re incredible. Both of you.”
I lifted my head. Edison looked as blissed out as I felt.
Slowly, I climbed off Edison, easing out of his ass and replacing my cock with two fingers, feeling my release inside him. Denver lay beside Edison, stroking back his sweat-soaked hair as Edison looked between us. I pressed my fingers deeper, making him groan. Hot, wet, slick.
“Remember what I told you weeks back when you first showed up at my house, Edison?” Denver asked.
I twisted my fingers, pumping them in and out of his body with ease, catching his prostate. Even thoroughly fucked-out, his dick twitched.
“Yes,” he whimpered.
“And?”
“Do it. Yes. Please. Omigod.”
“Gonna own you too. You’re ours. Mine and Harley’s. You understand?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Denver moved beside me, and I removed my fingers, using the slick to coat Denver’s cock. “He’s ready for you.”
I kissed my brother, lacing our tongues together before breaking free. “Can you come again, kid?” I asked, but I knew he could.
“I… I don’t know… Yes?”
“Help him out.” Denver’s smile was beautiful.
I waited until my brother sank into Edison’s already ready and willing ass before moving to Edison’s stunningly hard cock. Edison reached out and gripped my hair, holding but not forcing me anywhere. His teeth were embedded in his bottom lip as Denver shoved him across the bed with each thrust.
I wanted that mouth. I wanted everything about him.
I licked through the smear of cum on his chest until I reached his tasty lips, and I spent a long time kissing him and sharing his flavor. It wasn’t