A couple of months had passed, and Patrick and I were lying in bed, edging each other. I was on my back, legs lifted, with him between my thighs, licking and fingering my ass. As I reached down to stroke myself, he slapped my hand away.

“No touching,” he snapped.

I giggled and replied, “Yes, sir,” in a playful, stern tone.

“Tell me about a fantasy you have,” he said, burying his face between my cheeks.

“Mmm, fuck, it’s so hard to think when you do that,” I moaned as he ran his tongue from my hole to my balls.

“Tell me,” he insisted, wrapping his hand around my balls and gripping them tightly.

“Ugh, okay, okay!” I said quickly as he slid his finger back to my hole. “I’ve always thought it would be hot to have two guys fucking me at the same time, like I’m being spit-roasted.”

He looked up at me and smiled. “Really? Two guys fucking you?”

I nodded. He leaned in, kissed me, and rubbed his cock against my ass.

“What about you? What’s a fantasy you have?” I asked between kisses.

“I think spit-roasting you would be so fucking hot,” he said with a grin.

With an almost devilish smile, he shoved his hard cock into my ass. “Ugh, oh fuck!” I gasped.

He grabbed my throat and started fucking me softly. My dick began leaking immediately.

“I’m gonna fill your pussy up, baby,” Patrick moaned.

“Mmm, fuck yes, Daddy, fill me up,” I replied, wrapping my smooth legs around his waist.

I loved when he took charge. My fingers trailed down his chest as he fucked my hole. We’d been edging for a couple of hours, and I knew neither of us would last long.

“Ohhh, God!” Patrick quickened his pace and tightened his hand around my throat.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I moaned, feeling him swell inside me. He felt bigger than usual.

“Fuck, oh my God, baby, I’m gonna cum!” Patrick yelled.

“Mmm, yes, Daddy, cum inside my pussy!” I moaned back.

He started filling me up, and I could feel his cum gushing out of me. Watching him cum and feeling it leak was so hot. He didn’t stop; he kept fucking me.

“Oh my God, Patrick!” I gasped as he grabbed my cock with his other hand and started stroking it.

Within maybe ten seconds, my dick erupted, squirting cum onto my face, then my chest, his hand, and finally my stomach.

“Mmm, fuck, that was such a great way to spend a Sunday,” I laughed, catching my breath.

“It definitely was,” Patrick said, his cock slipping out as he lay beside me.

We spooned, and he chuckled. “Fuck, you’re covered in cum, baby.”

He scooped some of my cum with his thumb, and I opened my mouth, sucking it off.

“Mmm, fuck,” I murmured, savoring the taste.

“Fuck! We’re late!” Patrick exclaimed. “We have dinner plans with Clarissa and Steve.”

I hopped in the shower, slipped on a fresh pair of panties, and we rushed out the door.

The next couple of weeks went by without a hitch. I work from home, and one day, I surprised Patrick by wearing lingerie when he got home. He lost his goddamn mind. So now, I felt like I had to surprise him every day. Today, it was a purple nightie with a matching thong.

When he walked in, I leaned in and kissed him. “Hello, sweetie,” I said, smiling.

“Fuck, you look sexy,” he said, twirling me around as I modeled for him.

We walked into the living room, and he sat on the couch, telling me about his day. I got on my knees, undoing his pants as he spoke. His cock was already rock hard when I pulled it out. I wrapped my lips around it, and he started talking about a friend from work.

“My coworker thinks you’re hot,” Patrick said. “He was wondering if we’d be interested in a third wheel kind of thing.”

I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up, smiling. “You really wanna try that?”

“If you’re interested,” he said. “I don’t want you to do anything you don’t wanna do. I just told him I’d ask.”

“Let’s have him over for dinner,” I suggested. “Are you cool with it?”

“Yeah, I think it would be so hot,” Patrick replied.

“Let’s do it,” I said, grinning.

He pulled my face to his, and we started kissing. I straddled his legs, and we made out, his cock grinding against my hole.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you more,” I replied.

He bent me over the couch, pulling my thong to the side.

“You sure about that?” he teased, a grin on his face.

“Yes,” I said, looking back at him with a smile.

He teased my hole with his tongue, and I squirmed. “Oh my God, you’re so mean!”

I could hear him giggling as he tortured me. “Please, Patrick, shove your tongue in there!” I begged.

He gave me what I needed, plunging his tongue deep into my ass. I reached back, gripping his hair so he wouldn’t pull away as he ate me out. He grabbed a bottle of lube, slicking up his dick, and pressed it against my hole.

“Mmm, fuck, yes,” I moaned as he rubbed it against me.

“Ohhh,” I gasped as he smacked my ass.

He pushed the tip in, then paused, pressing it in a bit more. “Ahhh!” I yelled out.

He shoved it all the way in, deep. “Holy fuck!” I cried.

He pulled back and thrust in again, finding a rhythm, fucking my tight ass. He spanked me again.

“Oh my God, harder, please, Daddy!” I pleaded.

He spanked me five times, harder each time. My ass cheek was sore, probably bright red, but I loved it so much.

He moaned, and I could tell he’d been thinking about fucking me all day because he was close. On cue, he gasped, “Oh, fuck, baby, I’m cumming!”

He started squirting inside my ass. “Ohhh, fuck, baby!” he groaned, collapsing onto the couch.

I sat on his lap, and we started kissing. He whispered in my ear, “Fuck me, honey. I want you to fuck me tonight.”

“Yeah?” I asked, excited.

I laid him on his side, lubed up his ass, and pressed my hard cock against his hole. His moans were so sexy; I could tell he’d been craving this for a while. I straddled his leg and slid my cock all the way in.

“Ohhh, fuck!” he moaned loudly.

“Mmm, fuck, that feels so good, B,” Patrick said.

Hearing his deep voice moan as I fucked him was so hot. I gripped his waist, fucking him harder.

“Oh, fuck, Patrick, I’m gonna cum!” I said.

“I want it on my face, baby,” he replied.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I said, pulling out.

He got on his knees, and I stroked my dick six times. He opened his mouth, and I started spraying his face—two shots in his mouth, one on his forehead, and the last on his chin. I leaned in, kissed him, and licked his face clean, loving the taste of my own cum. We cleaned up, and I cooked dinner.

Two days later, Clint, Patrick’s work friend, was stopping by. I was nervous—not only were we having a guest, but he was going to fuck me, which was wild to think about. I took off work early to prep, ensuring I was completely hairless. I put in a plug and wore a new set of lingerie: a black corset with a garter belt, stockings, and matching black panties.

When they came home, I kissed Patrick, and he introduced me to Clint, who was older, maybe in his 50s, with a short gray beard, salt-and-pepper hair, and a bit of a belly. He had strong daddy vibes.

“Hi, I’m Brandon,” I stuttered, blushing.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” Clint said. “Wow, Patrick, congrats. You’re absolutely breathtaking.”

My cheeks burned red as I turned to lead them to the living room, knowing they were checking out my ass. I grabbed two scotches from the kitchen, catching them eyeing me in the mirror. I handed one to Patrick, kissed him, then handed one to Clint and kissed him too. I sat between them on the couch, and we chatted, flirted, and drank.

Things loosened up. I leaned against Patrick, his hands rubbing my nipples. My legs were on Clint’s lap, his hands caressing them, my right foot rubbing his hard cock. I could see the lust in his eyes. I looked up at Patrick, who smiled and nodded at me, then at Clint.

Clint leaned forward, spreading my legs, and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. We both moaned. He broke our kiss and started kissing Patrick. I moved my hands to Clint’s pants, undoing them.

“Fuck, you’re feisty, aren’t you?” Clint said, chuckling.

I giggled and dropped to my knees, pulling his pants down. His cock was enormous—nine inches long and thick. My eyes widened with fear.

Patrick laughed out loud. “Jesus, man, your cock is enormous!”

I wrapped my hand around Clint’s cock, stroking it. My thumb and index finger barely touched. I looked up at him, wrapped my lips around the tip, swirling my tongue, and massaged his balls. I worked about half his cock into my mouth.

“Oh my God, Patrick, your man’s mouth feels fucking amazing,” Clint said.

I pulled his cock out, turned to Patrick, and undid his pants. His cock was rock hard—harder than I’d ever seen. I stroked it while sucking and licking his balls, my other hand stroking Clint’s cock. They moaned and started making out. I ran my tongue from Patrick’s balls up his shaft, bobbing my head on his cock. Patrick reached down, stroking Clint’s giant cock. I turned back to Clint’s cock, and Patrick guided it into my mouth. Used to his girth, I took about six inches, licking his big balls.

Clint put his hand under my chin, rubbing his wet cock from my forehead to my lips. I stuck out my tongue, and he stroked his cock against it. Patrick got on his knees, sucking Clint’s cock with me. We made out with Clint’s cock between us.

“Oh my God, you two are so fucking hot,” Clint moaned.

Patrick stood, kissing Clint again. Clint helped me up, and the three of us took turns kissing. They both got on their knees. Patrick, in front of me, pulled my thong aside and sucked the tip of my dick. Clint, behind me, spread my cheeks and gasped.

“Oh, fuck, baby, you’re so naughty—already plugged,” Clint said.

“I wanted to be ready for you two,” I giggled.

He pulled out my plug, spread my cheeks, and licked my asshole. “Holy fuck, this is amazing,” I moaned, my senses overloaded.

I put my hands on my head, moaning in shock. Patrick took his mouth off my cock.

“Let me try that pussy,” Patrick said.

I turned around. Clint started sucking my dick, and Patrick buried his face between my cheeks, shoving his tongue into my ass.

“Oh, fuck, you guys!” I cried. “Oh my God, I think you’re ready.”

They stepped out of their pants and took off their shirts. I grabbed both their cocks and led them to our bedroom. I kissed Patrick briefly before he pushed me onto the bed. He grabbed a bottle of lube, pouring it on his cock, and rubbed it against my hole. Clint moved over, and I wrapped my lips around his cock as Patrick pressed his cock into my ass.

“Ohhh, mmm,” I moaned, my mouth full of Clint’s cock.

They moved me so my head hung off the edge of the bed. Clint shoved his cock deeper down my throat. He leaned in, and he and Patrick started making out as they fucked both my ends. I wrapped my legs around Patrick and grabbed Clint’s tight ass. They broke their kiss and started fucking me hard—Clint shoving his cock deep, making me gag every few seconds, and Patrick pounding my ass.

“You wanna try this pussy?” Patrick asked Clint.

“Fuck, yes,” Clint moaned.

I flipped over, getting on all fours. Clint poured lube on his cock and squirted some into my boy pussy. Patrick gave me a moment before fucking my mouth. As the second man to ever fuck me, Clint pressed his cock against my hole.

“Oh, fuck!” I yelled as he pressed it in.

I squeezed the blankets tight, my eyes clenched shut. He waited, then pressed in more. My grip loosened as he pulled out and pressed in again, repeating until he pushed it in deep.

“Ahhh, ooooh, mmm, fuck!” I moaned.

Patrick rubbed his cock against my lips. I looked up, smiling, as he slapped my face with it. I grinned and wrapped my lips around his cock. I was in heaven, my mind racing as Patrick fucked my mouth and Clint fucked my pussy. My dick leaked pre-cum all over our blankets.

“His boy pussy feels so fucking good,” Clint said, pounding my ass hard.

All three of us moaned, Clint rubbing my prostate, my cock leaking heavily. His grip on my hips tightened.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby!” Clint yelled, pulling my ass and shoving his cock as deep as it could go.

He started cumming, and I moaned, “Oh, fuck, yes, baby!”

Clint pulled out. “I want you to fuck me with Clint’s cum in me, baby,” I said to Patrick.

Patrick lay down, and I squatted over his cock, inserting it into my ass. Clint stood next to me, and as I rode Patrick’s cock, I sucked Clint’s cock clean. Patrick stroked my dick as I rode him.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned with a mouthful of cock, feeling myself get close.

“Mmmmm, agggh, I’m cuuuummming!” I tried to yell, gagging as I shot all over Patrick, covering him from stomach to face.

Clint pulled his cock out of my mouth and lay down, exhausted. I bounced on Patrick’s cock for a few more seconds. He gripped my hips and filled my pussy with cum.

“Mmmmm,” I collapsed on him, completely satisfied.

I lay next to him and whispered, “Thank you.”

“I love you, honey,” he whispered back.

The End