Three to Play (16 page)

Dustin smiled broadly. “Yes.”

“And you’re okay with that?” A lump grew in Clint’s throat.

 
“I’m more than okay with it. Friday night blew me away. But I promise, tonight will be even more incredible.” Dustin squeezed Clint’s thigh tightly.

Heat shot into Clint’s already lengthened cock from the Dustin’s touch. Beth leaned in and kissed along Clint’s jaw. Her hand went to his other thigh. A rhythmic thrum grew inside him. As he moved in closer, Clint could feel Dustin’s hot breath on his neck. It sparked all the nerve endings on his skin to life down to his cock.

“I understand why you two might want to console me, make me feel better. My story is tough to listen to. But I don’t expect that. Besides, Dustin, I doubt you’ve ever—”

“Don’t bet on that.” Dustin shook his head. “I don’t have much experience, but I did have a couple of semesters in college where I experimented with just about anything offered. One guy offered quite a bit.”

Clint thought the admission would’ve been a shock to him. But it wasn’t. Dustin’s
bring-it-on
attitude was part of his charm. But a college fling was just that—
a fling
. It would be best not to move forward, especially if Dustin only considered this as a kind of intervention therapy for a friend. The thought stopped him cold. Down this path heartbreak was inevitable, and he’d had his fill of that.

“Clint, please don’t be afraid.” Beth squeezed in closer.

Did she wonder if he’d only been with her Friday so that he could get close to Dustin? That wasn’t true. Clint desired Beth. Everything about her bewitched him, and he’d fallen completely in love with her.

She helped him accept his
other
desires. Passion for a man’s muscled touch on him—Dustin’s touch. He wanted both of them and in the most sinful of ways.

“I know what it’s like to be afraid.” Beth leaned over Clint and took Dustin’s hand by the wrist.

He craved them both. But at what cost? Though Dustin said that tonight would be incredible, what did that mean? A night in the sack, followed by a sunrise of regrets?

“You two don’t have to do this.”

“No, we don’t. But we want to do this.” Dustin leaned into him. “And Clint, most of all, I want to do this because I want you to be happy for once in your life.”

A flood of euphoria washed over Clint. He could no longer resist Dustin and Beth.

“Do you trust us?” Beth’s eyes sparkled.

God, she amazed him. “Yes.”

Clint’s heart pounded against his ribs. For years, that memory of his grandfather jerking up the boy from his bed imprisoned Clint. He’d been running from himself for so long. He cut off half of himself ever since he left that farm. Now, he purged the old bastard from his mind with the help of these two incredible people, willing to explore with him the other half of his sexuality.

Beth lifted Dustin’s hand and guided it to Clint’s bulge. Dustin squeezed Clint’s dick through the fabric of his pants. Something akin to a lightning bolt ripped through Clint.

“We’re really going to do this.” Clint looked from Beth to Dustin.

Both their eyes danced with lust. Then Clint looked down at Dustin’s shorts and spotted his rock-hard cock.

“Yes, we are definitely going to do this.” Dustin’s mouth enveloped Clint’s earlobe, sending rivers of hot lava through him.

Clint’s arousal exploded to the stratosphere. “I’m not sure what to—”

Dustin interrupted his sentence with a full-on kiss.

Fireworks erupted down Clint’s spine, as Dustin went deeper with his velvet probe. Inviting. Different than with Beth. Stronger. More urgent. Manly.

Clint forced his eyes to stay open as their making out deepened. Dustin’s eyes closed. Tears flowed from Clint’s eyes when he finally shut them. The depth of passion from their kiss demanded it.

When they ended their kiss, Dustin looked down at him, green eyes sparkling like an Emerald Island spring. But the lusty storm behind those orbs permeated into Clint, stirring up his own passion to a fever pitch.

Then Beth came into his view, smiling. “You both are amazing.”

She saw through his deception and made him face his darkest fear.

“Beth, you’re so incredible, so sexy.” Clint put his hand at the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss.

Sweet lips. Soft. Wet. Delicious. Feminine. He went deeper into her, his tongue drilling. No holding back. No fear. More desire flooded into his already boiling body. For the first time in his life, he gave free rein to
all
of his desires. And being free energized him.

Continuing their mouth play, Clint moved his hands to her round breasts and pinched her nipples through her blouse. She let out a moan that pleased him in ways he’d never experienced before. His entire body juiced up.

Beth broke their lip lock. “God, you kiss so good. Kiss him again, Dustin.”

Dustin took Clint’s mouth hostage. Ten thousand volts of raw lust poured into him over conduits of lips and tongues.

Dustin unbuttoned Clint’s shirt while deepening their kiss. The coolness of the room didn’t offer any relief to the heat building inside of Clint. Letting himself enjoy the moment of freedom, he moved his hands over Dustin’s t-shirt and explored his muscled chest. Clint stopped at Dustin’s nipples. He pinched them, drawing out a long sigh from the hunk.

The kiss broke, and Dustin smiled back at him. “Beth, help me get Clint out of his clothes.”

Beth nodded. Her fingers went to his belt while Dustin eased him out of his shirt.

“So, I’m the only one that is going to be exposed here?” Clint gave them both a wide grin.

“Serves you right after Friday night.” Beth laughed.

“For now, yes.” Dustin teased. “But not for long.”

Beth eased his zipper down and curled her fingers around his boxers’ waistband. His cock vibrated against her touch. She pulled the fabric down, releasing his dick. Her thumb circled the head. Intense pressure built up in his balls.

A sudden shock blasted through his body as Dustin’s mouth latched onto his left nipple and sucked hard. He closed his eyes tight against the onslaught of desire. Then Beth’s mouth slid down the full length of his cock. Their oral pleasure blasted him beyond every boundary, transporting him to want and longing.

“Feel good?” Dustin asked, coming up for air.

“It feels fantastic.”

“You think that’s good, just wait.” Dustin grinned wickedly.

He patted Beth on the shoulder, and she stopped sucking on Clint’s dick.

He wasn’t sure what Dustin planned, but he would go the distance.

Then Dustin leaned down and encircled Clint’s dick with his large hand. He bent down and licked the tip of his cock. The
rightness
of being with Dustin and Beth only added to the desire that took him over.

“You like that?” Dustin asked.

“I love it.”

Dustin smiled at him and then swallowed Clint’s dick to the base. A tsunami of emotions ripped through Clint. Juicy heat combusted inside him. Nothing else existed except this moment with Dustin and Beth.

Beth gasped. “Does it feel incredible, Clint?”

“Yes.”

Then her lips covered his. Her tongue brought responses that charged up his body even more.

As Clint enjoyed the two mouths working him over, he recalled the moment he froze when Dustin touched him Friday night. What a fool he’d been. No more. This miraculous duo were taking him on the ride of his life. He never wanted to exit.

Clint touched Dustin’s hair, probably the only thing soft on the man.

Dustin looked up at him. “Do you want to come this way?”

“Yes, but not now. I want you both out of your clothes.”

“As you wish.” Dustin smiled.

He and Beth were out of their clothes in seconds. Dustin’s cock jutted out, demanding attention. Clint knelt down in front of him, but then a fit of trembling took him over. He couldn’t move. Could the old bastard still be in his head?
Fuck.
Clint closed his eyes tight, trying to will himself free of old demons.

Beth knelt down next to him. “It’s okay, Clint. Relax. I’ll help you. For now, keep your eyes closed.”

She put her hand over his and guided it up to Dustin’s dick. Together, their hands encircled his thick cock . Clint could feel the pulsing.

“That feels so good.” Dustin’s voice came out like a growl.

Beth instructed, “Open your eyes, Clint. And look at what you’re holding.”

He complied. Dustin’s cock danced in their hands.

She continued, “All that hardness should tell you how much he wants you. We both do. You have nothing to fear here. You’re safe with us.”

The paralysis of Clint’s body left as his renewed desire pounded inside him. He moved his hand up and down Dustin’s cock. Liquid heat surged into Clint’s dick.

“You wanted to taste him Friday night, didn’t you?” Beth asked.

“Yes.”

“But you denied yourself.” Beth whispered into his ear. “But here’s another chance. Just taste the tip. Don’t go too fast.”

Quivering, Clint obeyed Beth and his own lust. He licked the slit of Dustin’s dick. It tasted salty on his tongue. Dustin moaned, delighting Clint.

Beth urged Clint on with her lips against his neck. Sensations of electricity rocketed through him. He wanted to please Dustin and wanted to be pleased by him. The past would not hold him hostage any longer.

He swallowed the head of Dustin’s cock. It filled Clint’s mouth.

 
“Go slow. Relax your throat.” Beth instructed.

Clint’s passion wouldn’t be harnessed any longer, nor would it wait for him to gain some quick expertise. Instead he clumsily took all of Dustin’s meat down to the base.

“A little too much teeth,” Dustin informed. “But please, don’t stop.”

Beth positioned herself between Clint’s legs. “Whatever I do to you, you do to Dustin.”

Her breath on his dick took him higher. With a slow exhale, she blew on the tip of his cock, driving him to wicked madness. Clint slipped his mouth off Dustin and began blowing on the head of his dick.

“Beth’s a good teacher, but be careful, Clint. That will drive me wild.”

Beth licked his shaft from the base to the head. She circled the cone with her tongue and then slipped back down to his balls. Every fiber of Clint’s body shook from desire for her to swallow him whole. As before, he repeated on Dustin every touch and taste that Beth worked out on his dick.

Her lips amazed him. His release was building up inside him. By the way Dustin’s cock jumped against his tongue, Clint believed Dustin’s liquid would be shooting in seconds.

“Suck it. Suck it hard.” Dustin yelled.

Beth slid her hot mouth slowly down Clint’s dick. Shocks of delight spread down to his toes.

“That’s it, Clint. You’ve got it.” Dustin’s hands pushed against the back of Clint’s head.

His friend’s cock seemed to be getting harder inside Clint’s throat. His own dick, slick from Beth’s treatment, writhed like a beast.

With each moment, Clint’s skill increased as he mimicked what he experienced from Beth’s mouth on Dustin’s cock. He learned how to bring Dustin close to the edge by speeding his tempo, then stopping just before the man could come. After a few minutes, he could start the assault again. Over and over he repeated the process, bringing Dustin close to release before backing off. He sucked on Dustin’s cock until his mouth and jaw began to ache, but he would not stop. He loved every bit of it. He loved the power and ferociousness.

Dustin stopped his lunging forward into Clint’s mouth. “I can’t hold back much longer. If you’re not ready to swallow, then you better stop right now.”