Page 20 of Teach Me To Sin
When a thumb caresses the nape of my neck, I press into Alek’s firm body with a whimper, my skin exploding with sparks. His shaky hands slide up my hot, sweaty sides and his thumbs trace the bottoms of my pecs. Different fingers trail down my spine, followed by something damp–a tongue, the graze of teeth. Alek’s hard cock rubs against my belly, while another, thicker erection presses in the cleft of my ass. “Oh shit,” I groan, shuddering, as Colson shoves his hips harder against me and drags his tongue up the shell of my ear.
With one last reverent kiss for Alek, the kind we’ve both dreamed about since we locked eyes at the resort, I twist around to offer Colson a mocking grin. “Do you want his seconds, Cole?” His predator eyes narrow, then drop to my abused mouth. I yelp in spite of myself when rough fingers in my hair twist my head further back than I thought was possible. A thick, powerful tongue replaces Alek’s tender one.
It’s time for me to rule the universe.
Shaking him off, I lean away until my head isn't between the two men anymore. They’re both so focused on me that it takes them a second to catch on. When they finally fixate on each other, Alek’s defiant glare against Colson’s dangerous calm, the air between them simmers like melting asphalt. In one quick movement, Colson lets go of me and grabs Alek’s chin, digging teeth into his lower lip as if to punish him. Alek snarls in his chest as he fights back, and I can feel his erection hardening against my hip.
With a sound somewhere between pleasure and pain, Alek surrenders and drops his head back against the lockers as Colson marks his neck with his teeth, then sucks hard on the bruising skin. When I contrast the pain with feather-light kisses in the hollow of his throat, he cries out raggedly and bucks against me. Forcing myself off him, I arch my back and angle my head until I can nip and suck on the line of Colson’s throat, tasting his quiet growls and moans as he pillages Alek’s mouth again.
When the lawyer presses on my shoulder, I take a second to realize what he’s demanding.Fuck, I couldn’t want anything more. Wriggling free from the press of their bodies, I drop obediently to my knees and anchor myself with a hand on each of their hips. Their body heat teases at my skin as I fumble with Colson’s belt, then Alek’s. I study their boxer briefs, Colson’s expensive maroon silk, Alek’s cheap gray cotton. They’re both soaked.
Now that I’m not in the way, Colson has Alek’s face in both hands as they make out like animals. Squeezing my throbbing dick, I mouth at the thick head of Colson’s cock through the soft fabric. Before I can do more, his firm hand in my hair turns my head and shoves me into Alek’s groin. Someone, I don’t know who, yanks down the front of his briefs and his cock hits me in the face, flushed and velvety and dripping.
As I swipe my tongue up the underside of his shaft, Alek curses brokenly and struggles. “Shhh.” I stroke my fingertips along the addictively soft skin of his hips. “It never felt like this before, did it?” Catching his eyes, I kiss the very tip, open-mouthed, teasing at the slit. “Should I stop?”
“No,” he croaks. “Fuck, please.”
My grin widens. “What do you want me to do, baby?”
He looks perfect, watching me so pleadingly with Colson’s fingers on his jaw and Colson’s lips pressed under his ear. “Please suck my cock, Benji,” he begs in a soft voice, so polite even when I can feel his thighs trembling.
As I slide him onto my tongue, I feel a second firm, slick cock come to rest along my cheek, like a promise or a warning. Grasping it loosely with one hand, I use the other to guide Alek’s shaft deeper until his balls hit my chin and his head shoves so deep I can't breathe, leaking precum down my throat. His hips twitch, and his fingers tighten in my hair when I swallow around him.
Hollowing my cheeks, I drag slowly off him and turn toward Colson’s waiting cock. A hand caresses my hair as demanding fingers pry my mouth open so he can rut his tip along my tongue. When he pulls out, I catch both of them by the base and bring their heavy, dripping heads together. Someone above me moans as I rub them against each other, then lick them clean.
When Alek gets so close that he whimpers and tries to jerk himself off, I bat his hand away and suck him back down. Digging my fingers into his thighs, I try to coax him to fuck my throat while the quick slap of Colson stroking himself fills my ear. Alek’s scared to hurt me, so I taunt him with shallow bobs of my head until he breaks and thrusts deep, filling my mouth with his cum.
Before I can even swallow, spurts of warm cum hit my cheek and eyebrow, dripping down onto my shoulder. I twitch and shiver, startled, and Alek curses. It’s too much, too good. My dick is begging to be touched, but my arms don’t work anymore and I can't sit up straight. I sag against someone’s leg while a hand smooths my hair back.
The lower voice, Colson, murmurs something my bleary brain can’t understand. Hands lift me under my armpits, then push me back into a strong chest that smells like Alek. His arms wrap around me from behind, and he rubs his cheek against my ear comfortingly. I let my eyes stay closed–they could be plotting to murder me and I’d still be too exhausted and blissed-out to care.
“Hold him, like that.” Alek’s fingers surround my wrists in a grip I might not be able to escape if I tried. Colson’s voice continues, firm but soothing. “I’m sick of these.”
My eyes fly open as he yanks down my swim trunks and drops them on the floor. Alek’s sitting on one of the small metal benches with me on top of him, while Colson pushes my thighs apart and crouches between my knees. My neglected cock stands straight up between us like a dog begging for a treat. He examines it, then spreads my legs further so he can play with my exposed balls.
I’m so sensitive it hurts, like rubbing a raw patch of skin. “Shit.” I roll my head back and thrash my hips, but their hands have me pinned down. “You assholes made me wait too fucking long, and now it’s broken.”
Underneath me I feel Alek snort, and Colson glances up at me with a grin that cracks the intensity on his face. For a second, I’m utterly, overwhelmingly happy in a way I can’t explain. Then Colson swallows my cock, teasing his tongue across all the most sensitive spots as he sets a tight, aggressive rhythm. I give head like it’s an art; Colson treats it like a science that he’s been perfecting for as long as I’ve been alive. I’d give him a Nobel prize, if I had any of those lying around.
Alek tightens his grip around me as I struggle, and I can feel his cock coming back to life under me as he watches. No matter how good it feels when my head pops into Cole’s throat, no matter how deftly he rolls my balls and strokes my taint, I don’t think I can come. I’m a million miles over the threshold with nothing to ground me, my body consumed in sensation it doesn’t know what to do with. The room is so hot now, reeking of sex, and I faintly hear myself moaning, over and over.
Alek pierces the fog when he presses his nose under my ear and kisses the delicate skin. I hear him exhale a shaky breath when his lips find the sticky mess Colson left on the side of my face. He goes still for a second, like he’s trying to fight the urge. With a faint whimper, he drags his tongue through Colson’s cum. He licks it hungrily off my jaw and up toward my cheekbone andthat, the moment where perfect Alek desperately laps up the spent cum of the man he’s supposed to hate, is the push my body needs. I come so hard the world spins, arching my back and trying not to scream as I fill Colson’s throat.
He swallows a lot more easily than I did and rests his forehead against my belly as he catches his breath. His hand keeps caressing my sensitive cock slowly, almost absentmindedly, and even though it hurts I don’t want him to stop. I could come this way if he was patient enough. In a rush of longing, I wish we could all curl up in a bed together while they play with my cock for hours or even days, no deadlines and no shitty people to bother us.
When Colson lifts his head, his eyes go straight past me to the man underneath me, whose sweaty grip on my wrists is loosening. The fascination in his dark stare gives me goosebumps. “Ready for your share?”
I don’t understand what he means until he climbs up and leans over me, his heavy body pressed to mine. Alek shivers as they kiss again. When I look up, I realize Cole is feeding Alek my cum in deep, languid strokes. Their lips are wet with me and with each other, and all I can do is rest my ear on Alek’s chest and watch in awe. I expect Alek to pull away, but he just sinks into it, groaning as Colson runs rough fingers through his tidy hair.
All three of us jump when a door bangs down the hall. The hum of voices from the main lobby sinks back into my awareness, reminding me that anyone could have walked back here and seen us. After a frozen moment, Alek whimpers and shoves Colson off so suddenly he almost falls over. He’s gentler with me, guiding me to my feet before he scrambles up and drags his shorts up around his hips. When Colson moves to hand me my swimsuit, Alek retreats a step with all his muscles tensed.
Fuck. I wanted him so much, but I lost my head and wanted everything, and now I don’t even have him. Maybe he needed a sweet, romantic first time with sappy music and an hour of foreplay. And no cocky, dominant lawyers.
As I wrestle my damp swimsuit back onto my body, Alek curses hoarsely. “God, no. Shit.” His glassy eyes seek out mine. At least he can still look at me. “We didn’t use protection. I didn’t even think.” He wipes the back of his hand over his lips, trying to somehow undo all the cum he just licked out of Colson’s mouth. “I’m so sorry.”
I can’t even process how quickly everything’s going to shit. If I blew my chance to have proper sex with Alek, the way I’ve wanted since I first set eyes on him, then bury me alive and don’t bother to dig me back up, because I don’t want to go on.
Colson