“Would you?” Neil’s question was sterner the second time, punctuated by another slap on his flank.
“Yes. Yes, please.” James didn’t think those spanks were having the effect Neil might have intended. Or then again, they probably were. They certainly didn’t deter him and instead only riled him further.
Neil ramped up the pace of his lunges, fucking James until every remnant of his previous thoughts had been erased from his mind and the only thing he experienced was bliss. One particularly rough thrust knocked him forward and he collapsed on Devon, squishing her beneath him.
She didn’t seem to mind, wrapping her arms around him and kissing the shell of his ear before murmuring, “That’s right, James. Take his cock. Let him make you feel good.”
“You do too, you know?” He didn’t have a lot of sober brain cells given the intoxicating endorphins Neil was flooding him with, but he had enough sense to lift his face so that he could lay his lips on hers.
Devon was such a good kisser. She wasn’t timid like he sometimes could be. She took charge and swooped in, doing what she knew would please them both. So he let her have control while he relied on Neil to hold him in place. His husband took what he needed and gave James the same.
Devon smiled against his mouth as she looked into his eyes from so close that he could read the love and acceptance in them. How he’d ever gotten lucky enough to find a single person that fell for him, never mind two, and a crew of lovers on top…he’d never know.
But he was grateful every day that he had.
“I love you,” he whispered against Devon’s parted mouth, and she swallowed his promise before reflecting it back in the gentle swipes of her lips on his, if not in words right away.
But when she came up for air, after Neil plunged balls-deep in James’s ass, she echoed his sentiment. “I love you too, James. Always will.”
His whole body clenched at that, including the parts of him hugging Neil.
Neil rocked his hips forward, pressing James tighter to Devon. She spread her legs and made room for his hips. His arms were pinned between them, but he wriggled until he could withdraw his fingers from inside her, where she’d started clenching on him periodically. He used them to stroke her breasts and her flat stomach until she began to rub against him.
His cock was trapped against her soft flesh, slippery following her release. Combined with the pressure of Neil in his ass, he hoped he didn’t disappoint them and shoot all over her pretty pale skin before they were ready.
Neil growled and raked his teeth along the column of James’s neck. “It looks like she’s almost there.”
“I am. It feels so good.” Devon reached for him, clasping his shoulders and tugging so that their chests mashed together. He liked that her breasts were smaller than the rest of the crew ladies so that they aligned almost inch for inch, their torsos connected everywhere. “I want to be joined with you. Both of you.”
James hesitated only a fraction of an instant, long enough to glance over his shoulder at Neil, who beamed and nodded. “Go ahead. Do it. Fuck our wife.”
As if that wasn’t enough to make precome pool at the tip of his dick, Neil spanked James’s ass, then grabbed his hips, lifting him and shuffling forward without disrupting their connection. Neil’s cock stayed firmly embedded in James’s ass as he physically positioned James in range to slide into Devon’s waiting pussy. Neil reached around to stroke James’s cock a few times, making James’s head loll onto his husband’s shoulder for a moment. Then he used his thumb to spread the slickness over the head of his cock.
Though James’s erection was no match for some of the Powertools’ tools, Dave’s especially, Devon was so petite they were a perfect fit. He never had to worry about hurting her or going slow like some of the other guys did when they fooled around with her.
Neil set James down on his knees, then leaned forward, pressing James forward until he was in his most favorite place, sandwiched between his spouses. Devon hummed as their combined weight settled on her. She could handle them, no problem, and in fact had told them often how much she loved feeling them over her. Probably why Neil was making sure to give her the full force of them right then.
Neil leaned in, his chest blanketing James’s back so that James felt completely surrounded by Neil and Devon, protected and adored. It would have been impossible to be anything but ecstatic in that moment. He wished it could last forever.
But none of them had that kind of stamina. Not when emotions were high and libidos were running wild.
Neil pumped James’s cock several times, a little jerkily since he didn’t have much room to maneuver. The uneven strokes only made them less predictable and had James jolting between Devon and Neil as if he’d accidentally touched his screwdriver to a live 220 line.
Then Neil used his firm grip on James’s cock to aim him at Devon’s core. And when James would have tilted forward, penetrating the tight, slippery ring of muscles at her entrance, Neil instead used his hold to tap James’s cock head against her clit, making both of them moan.
He kept teasing all three of them, probably because he needed a minute to get himself under control, by rubbing the tip of James’s cock up and down Devon’s slit, dipping just the barest bit inside her before passing up heaven for another circuit along her slick folds.
“No more waiting,” Devon commanded. She might be under them, but James would certainly never make the mistake of thinking she was helpless. The next time his dick aligned with her opening, she arched up, embedding him an inch or so within her.
The first contact was always so sweet it made him grit his teeth.
Neil banded his arms around them, then ground into James’s ass, the motion fusing James and Devon tighter. Every millimeter deeper James’s cock went in her, he felt better, because this was where he belonged. This was where he’d always been destined to be. The rest they could figure out together.
Neil chuckled sadistically, then put James out of his misery, fucking harder so that James wedged deeper into Devon. James went limp—other than his dick—allowing his spouses to fuck him, to use him however they needed most, and for Neil to fuck Devon through him.
As James’s hard-on slid deeper into Devon’s velvety pussy, he threw his head back. It rested in the crook of Neil’s neck as he ground into James, forcing James to fuse tighter to Devon.
Devon ran her short nails down his arms, adding another layer to an already overwhelming deluge of sensations. And when she’d taken all of him and began to rock beneath him, Neil did the same from behind James. Neil’s balls tapped against the back of James’s sac and Devon’s trimmed pubic hair rasped against his pelvis.
James’s vision whited out as they overloaded him with rapture. He let go of every thought, every worry, and every fear, simply existing as Devon and Neil made love to him and each other through him.
He felt like a conduit, lighting up with love and lust, transporting it between the two people he cared most about in the world. Nothing could have felt better than that.
They must have felt the same. Because after a while, Neil roared. Devon clutched his hand where it was clamped on James’s hip.
“I want us to fall at the same time. To be together in this.” Neil’s desperate cry made James realize it wasn’t only him mourning the loss of their day-to-day connection. Somehow that made things more bearable. Knowing that Neil and Devon were chasing their own dreams, even though it cost each of them dearly, made him sure he was doing the right thing by finding his own way.