both. “And again…I’ll finish it. I know you’re young, but boys…I’m not a toy you can fight over.”
As much as I wanted to sound cool, I’d forgotten how exciting young men can be, how much heat they pack all over their bodies, just below the surface. Volatility and virility. My hands began to drift all over their chests and bellies. Soft skin over hard muscle. So much power, so little control.
My hands came to rest, each with a handful of cotton-clad masculinity, and my curiosity got the better of me. It’d been four months since I’d had any cock, and at least a lifetime since I’d had one this young.
I’d never had two at once.
I cranked up my smile as I glanced from Ben to Harley. “Besides, I’m way more than either of you…
Suddenly, Ben was smiling. “Is that so?” Question a man’s power and suddenly he grows three inches. It felt like about three, anyway.
They looked at each other, then both stood up, moving in harmony the way guys seem naturally to do whenever they’re hunting. No words, no signals, just action.
They pulled down their undies, Ben quickly and Harley a little more hesitantly, and I was left to stare in awe at just what I’d gotten myself into.
I turned from one to the other. Slight differences in bend and shape, but both so beautiful. They had cocks like sports cars, all sleek lines and smooth finishes.
Before I could rethink my confident stance, Ben drew me to my feet and swirled his hand into my hair, gripping me in a way that told me how little of his strength he was using. The smile still hadn’t left his face and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it away with my mouth.
He leaned in, his height and power bending me back, his physical dominance making me ache deep in my belly. I tasted his breath as I opened my mouth, ready to be kissed.
His lips brushed mine, but only in passing. He latched instead onto the side of my throat and sucked at my skin. He bent me right back until I hung like boiled pasta in his arms, and I hummed out a long note of desire.
My moan was quickly followed by a squeal of fright as Ben loosed me from his grip. Without me realizing it, Harley had moved in behind and he caught me before I hit the floor. He laid me gently down, and then his face appeared above mine, upside down, so close I could see the brave attempts at stubble that were creeping out on his chin. He lowered his mouth to mine with such tenderness it was almost like kissing a girl.
Ben, on the other hand, had swept straight down my body. I felt his hands on my knees and his breath twisting through my bush.
One thing I’ve noticed about older guys is how they kinda do foreplay to the foreplay. They’ve been fucking for ten, twenty years by the time I get them, and they’ve been educated. Tamed, even. They’ll take ten minutes before they even put their mouth on you. I like a sweet slow fuck as much as the next girl, but sometimes-Oh, Christ…
Ben’s tongue slipped straight into my pussy, just as Harley’s ventured into my mouth. I hauled in an enormous breath of surprised pleasure, stealing the air from Harley’s lungs. I threw one hand around his neck, speared the other into Ben’s short hair, and just pulled, drew them as close to me as I could.
If Ben had heard of the clitoris, it seemed he hadn’t stopped to wonder where it might be, but it didn‘t really matter. I was getting the best of both worlds anyway. His 325
rampant hunger was more way more exciting than studied accuracy, while Harley’s gentle suckling at my tongue made me feel warm all over.
I freed my mouth for a second. “Ohhh…where you boys been all my life?”
“Grade school,” Ben quipped before he sank his tongue straight back into me.
I pulled on Ben’s hair, drew him up and away from my pussy. He’d done just about all he could down there, anyway. Maybe I’ll draw him a map or something.
I pushed him back and he landed on his butt, his lovely cock daring me to touch it. I fell forward and curled my ass into the air, letting Harley know that if he wanted it, the front door was wide open.
I rolled my mouth around the shiny head of Ben’s cock, and he sucked in an enormous breath. He blew it out again, really slowly, as I slid his length deep inside me.
“Ohhh…Nicole…you always were my favourite aunt.”
I giggled as if their youth was contagious, and sighed as I felt Harley’s hands on my hips and his breath wash across my gaping pussy. Then I squealed as his tongue pressed straight up against my asshole and began squirming. I tried to spread myself wider as the young man worked some kind of magic on me.
I licked Ben’s shaft like it was covered in salt. I sucked the head like it was a piece of lime. All I needed now was a tequila in the middle, though it couldn’t be better than the licker I already had.
Harley’s tongue circled my ass once more, and then the wet heat of it began to slide up my spine. The hard ripples of his body felt like a massage as he swept over me, finishing with his cock digging at my thigh and his mouth resting at my ear.
Ben was arching with pleasure, his face hidden from us. With my lips still around his cock I looked at Harley, who was desperate with hope. I slipped off the fat end of Ben and hummed to him.
“Ben, I think Harley has something he needs to tell you.”
“Huh? Ohhh…fuuuuck…”
“Hmm…guess he can’t talk right now.”
“Oh, fuck! Oh, Nicole…that’s…that’s…”
“That’s not me.”
Ben’s eyes shot open and he stared down. He froze with shock when he saw Harley’s mouth around him. “Huh? No…what are you…oh, fuuuuuck…”
I wriggled out from under Harley’s weight and watched the action for a moment.
I never realized that two guys together could be so hot.
When Harley spoke it was more of a plea, separated by heavy breaths and deep hums.
“God, Ben…I’ve wanted to do this…almost since…I first met you.”
Harley looked like he’d finally come home. Ben looked like he was trying hard to hate what was happening, but it wasn’t working. His wide-open eyes shot from Harley’s face to mine, maybe searching for condemnation that he’d never find.
Then Ben brought his arm up, his hand half-curled like he thought he should be punching. I tensed, but there was no need. He slowly reached down, placed his hand on Harley’s head and started grunting.
“Shit, man…that’s so…ohhh…”
Harley’s moans of desire were muffled by cock, but it was the juicy slurping sounds that were doing it for me. I plunged a couple fingers into my cunt and began driving myself home.
Ben was shaking his head and muttering. “I’ve never…man, I didn’t know…”
I felt my climax calling when I suddenly stopped. In a room made cozy by young stallions I was still riding the digital pony? It was about fucking time I had me some cock.
I rested my hand on Harley’s shoulder, tried to get his attention. No dice. I tried tapping him. Nada. I grabbed his hair and squeezed, pulling him until he finally let his prize slip from his mouth.
“May I?” I asked him sweetly as he puffed in pain.
“Holy crap,” Ben whispered. “That was…awesome, Harley…”
I hated to interrupt, but I needed a man inside me. I clambered over Ben, my hips straddling his. I was plenty warm, and about half-past ready, so I slotted the fat head of him into place and sank like a weighted sack.
The world froze for a moment. I thudded onto his hard hips and felt every part of me stiffen.
I held Ben still inside me while I melted around him. Then I leaned forward and started pumping my hips. I still wasn’t quite ready for him, and it kinda burned inside like paprika.
I glanced around to find Harley, surprised that he’d gone to sit on his bed. He was hunched over like he was trying to disappear.
“Oh, honey…we’re being rude again.” I held out my hand and he came and stood beside us.
Harley’s cock was smooth and hot, and it slipped easily into my mouth. Just like when he kissed me, he was gentle, almost fearful. Maybe he thought I was as fragile as the other girls he’d been with. I slid him all the way to the back of my throat, just to show him how we senior citizens do it.
I curled a hand around the root of Harley’s shaft and rested the other on Ben’s strong chest. I ground my hips against Ben’s and rode the stinging waves of pleasure that he brought me. His bones seemed to know where my clit
