GRAYSON
"DP? Can you remind me of what that is again, pretty please?" Ethan fluttered his eyelashes, looking at Jayson with a raised brow. "Double penetration, doofus." Ethan gasped in fake shock at the name I had given him. Jayson was already in his own world, either thinking about Zach, or getting himself mentally ready for the fun we're about to have. I choose the former and it makes me want to throw myself out of a window because what we're doing is wrong (in some peoples eyes). Jayson and Zach still have that emotional bond and their way of showing it will never die, but just thinking about it makes me feel guilty. I mean I was the one who suggested the threesome.
But, Jayson went along with it. Most definitely because of the pain and wanting to get back at Zach for what he did to him. But can I blame Jayson? No. I'd want to get right into a rebound too if I were in his shoes- well, first I'd slam my fist across the person's face and then have some sweet angry sex. Besides, I think everyone is at the cheating point once in their short life. But the nagging feeling of Zach possibly walking in on us, his "boyfriend"'s dick inside of me and my "boyfriend"'s dick inside of me too. This was just a giant mess of me guessing what their relationship status was and Ethan and I's. Now that I think about it, I think we're able to put that word out there and see what it does to us.
"You're so mean to me, Gray. I was saying it for the people in the back." Ethan weirdly turns to the other side of the room and waves to the wall. I think he can hear the cheers in his head with the smile that sits perfectly inside his mouth. Straighter than both of us combined, and white as fresh fallen snow. To be honest, I think I looked at everyone's teeth and whenever I saw someone with barely any teeth the first thing I think of is drugs, smoking, and sports. My grandfather barely has any teeth from his football and hockey days. I think he and I counted once and we came up with 8 teeth left.
My grandmother losses hers almost everyday from the constant smoking. Almost 2 packs a day, coughing up parts of lung, and the loss of her teeth. Even eating a cookie is hard for her. I feel bad for her decaying body, not the soul living in it. Ruthless bitch. "Are we just going to look at each other like lost dogs, or actually do this because I really can't sit here and watch you guys look at each other." It's Jayson's harsh true words that send me out of teeth frenzy and Ethan and I make direct contact. Jayson still sits on the bed with his arms to the side, while Ethan and I move closer and closer until I can feel the heat surging from his skin.
It feels like we're being filmed- like a porn. It's certainly something I would search. I can imagine the camera catching everything Ethan and I do and another camera focusing on Jayson as he watches with almost wide eyes as me and Ethan heavily make out in front of him. I'm surprised he doesn't mind the PDA, because it would sure make me uncomfortable. The clothes are coming off as Ethan and I move away from each other for a much needed breath. I shimmy my jeans down my legs and giggle a bit at the drunk tattoo I got Freshman year. It's literally a ballsack being thrown at a wall. "Ballz to the Wallz" is the text under the two year old, half decent, tat.
Ethan hasn't seen it before, as he raises his brow. "I'll tell you later," I whisper, giving him a wink. I feel a large hand on my upper thigh, moving slowly up the clothed skin, I squeak when Jayson squeezes tightly on my right ass cheek. "Fuck- you are so thick." I blanch red and Ethan can't help but smirk as he comes closer and cups my clothed hard on, maneuvering my head so he can suck on my neck, and nip lightly at the pale skin. Although I am versatile, I can always find the pleasure so much more blissful when I'm the bottom. I feel like a million bucks when I'm able to pleasure myself and my partner at the same time, hence the reason why cowgirl is my favorite position.
"Mmm, do something to me. Do what you want. Fuck up my insides, please." Jayson's hand is removed from squeezing and prodding and Ethan moves back with puffed red lips. Ethan and Jayson look at each other and the two doms nod and smile mischievously as Jayson moves me to the bed. I'm laid in the middle of the twin bed and Jayson goes toward the lower half while Ethan goes to the upper half of me. "Now, do as we say, and you can get your reward. Got it, slut?" The tone of voice- the assertiveness- makes my skin break out in goosebumps. I want to close my eyes and let the other four senses take over. I can feel Jayson's head coming between my legs after I spread them. I can smell Ethan's body wash as his cock moves closer to my mouth.
I honestly can't find words to describe the feelings my body is sending to my brain. Every simple touch of a finger, or lick of the strong muscle in his mouth, Jayson can just look at me and know I'm enjoying what he's doing to me. Ethan, however, is above me, almighty. He can see my reactions to Jayson's tongue on my hole, swirling the flesh around the ring of muscles. He can watch as my hands fist the bed sheets and my back arch when one of Jayson's hands secretly tweaks one of my nipples. My mouth is covered by the shadow of the cock above me, and words spew from my pie hole.
"Are you going to taunt me with your cock? Or can I suck it for you daddy?" Ethan growls in what I assume satisfaction but I haven't done anything to him what-so-ever. "You will lay on this bed as he pleasures you, and when you are ready, I will enter you first." Ethan gets first dibs on my body, always, and he can do whatever he wants with it. I am his and his only and what he says, goes. In the sexual aspect. When we're not being sexual, it's me against him all day everyday. Ethan bows down once in a great while and lets me go off and do what I want, but we constantly have our battles. Fighting like an old married couple is what Wes says.
Jayson tries something new on my body and a feel a slender object with ridges and one sharp edge breach through my hole and make it into my dark cavern. His finger. A moan of some sorts comes from my lips and Jayson and I make eye contact. His dark brown eyes are now closer than black than anything else. The whites of his eyes are the only thing keeping me afloat. I feel Ethan's hand thread through my hair as my body is stretched and stimulated. It seems to take forever on my part, the pleasure the only good thing coming out of it. My body is a stubborn son of a bitch.
"You're relaxing more. Good." Jayson's words calm me down even more and as I watch his dark skin glisten with perspiration, I smile in my haze. I feel the hand in my hair grip tightly and my head is pulled back so all I can see the underside of Ethan's cock. The bulging veins, the creamy skin that I've tasted before, the slight shine of pre-cum and sweat mixed together. Everything about the cock that belongs to Ethan Dolan is magical and by the time I'm fully stretched enough for Ethan's cock and a micro-penis, I have the image of the cock in a mental memory.
"Go slow and gentle, he needs to be very relaxed. Control your thrusts and sexual drive, if he wants to cum, he must wait until we are both seated, safely, inside of him." I'm not once to be a rule breaker, but when it comes to this kinky shit that I love, I will do almost anything to get the orgasm. I don't expect Ethan to listen, and he'll ram his rail inside of me over and over- but he doesn't. He abides by Jayson's words and enters me slowly. Instead of going 0 to 60, Ethan makes the speed of his thrusts a consecutive 10. As he goes slower, his goes deeper inside of me, making the inevitable crash of cock to prostate come sooner than later.
Jayson watches Ethan with intent and looks at his every move, calculating what's next. Will he speed up? But the answer we both were possibly looking for is- no. "You may stop. It takes a long while to make sure you are prepared and safe, Grayson. Your body is used to Ethan's size, not mine. Don't worry, just breath and keep your eyes on me. Now, Ethan's going to pull out and let me get settled, then once you and I both think you're ready, we will continue." I want the time to speed up as fast as possible, but I have to remind myself that stuff like this takes time. So, I must wait.
But, a sudden pain in my rear makes my eyes widen. Apparently, Jayson was inside of me for three whole minutes and deemed me stretched. The pain- was Ethan. Although it radiates through my body and I can feel a heartbeat down there, the kisses on my face, neck, chest, stomach, and thighs almost makes the pain go away. I can't see both cocks inside of me, but I know that there's barely any room. Jayson is so long, that he's nearly reaching Mr. Pleasure. "If you both don't move right now, I will hurt you." Jayson and Ethan are in weird positions to be inside of me at once, and I should be giving them the benefit of the doubt, but I get cranky when I don't get to cum.
A loud moan leaves my mouth as a cock hits my prostate- I know it's Jayson's. The two cocks almost move simultaneously, but between Ethan's almost ADHD and Jayson's easy going attitude, but kinky inside, the two are a little lost and my asshole feels like a thin piece of paper. Between the pleasure that's flowing through my veins and my untouched dick that leaks the thickest pre-cum, I know I'm not going to make it much longer. The tightness in my stomach comes with almost curse but before I know it, I'm spewing hot cum all over myself.
Jayson and Ethan pull out and stroke themselves until their own cum mixes with mine. I have three loads on my body and I am not very comfortable with it. As Jayson goes to the bathroom to wet a t-shirt to wipe me off, there's a knock on the door. Ethan and I are both naked, Jayson as well. But Ethan takes one for the team and throws on Jayson's overly large sweatpants. When the door opens, the smile drops from Ethan's face and Zach walks through the door with a black eye and a busted lip. Jayson has just walked back, and the three of us have no idea what to do with ourselves. I can't move my body from the pain and the only way I'll get it relived is when Ethan and I head back to our cabin.
"H-Hey guys," Zach's voice is shot. "Zach. What the fuck happened to you?" Ethan asks in disblief as he looks over Zach's body. "A few guys." There's more to the story, "Guys? That's not enough information." Zach wipes the back of his hand across his lip and a smear of blood is staring back at him. "Guys who I had sex with and they got the sniffles." Zach now has the actual sniffles and when he breathes in through his nose, you can hear the congestion.
I now know how badly we fucked up, and how it will affect my relationship with Jayson and Zach, but in the meantime, it's time to kick some fucking ass because this shit ain't it sis.
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author's note:
I physically almost wrote this half blind because I'm so tired. right now I'm typing on a computer with 15% battery so there is no way I'm writing a one-shot tonight like I had planned, but what else is new. nothing works out for me, just like my writing schedule. its usually every three days but since the last upload- I have not had the fucking time to just sit and read, let alone write. I'm trying to find ways to apologize in the correct way possible, but nothing seems fit. school got in the way like always and I was doing my last minute summer reading for my Honors English class. WOO.
but I'm really sorry guys and I will do the best I can to update sometime this week. it might not work out, but I'm praying that this week will be a bit different. anyway, I hoped you liked the chapter and the smut. ended this shit off with a bang.
I love you all so very much!!!
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