Be All, End All

After long minutes Darynn was getting desperate for more. Her hand moved on its own to grip Dom’s dick, still exposed by his open jeans. He groaned at her tight hold and started growing instantly.

“Mmmm, Rynn,” he whispered roughly.

Brian lifted his head to see and Dom slid fingers into her again. She was lost for a second, still stroking, but now just on auto and not working him. Her eyes rolled as he pushed deeper, pressing hard against her.

“Move, Brian,” Dom growled and Darynn had to release her hold on his dick as he stood and pulled her up with him.

Manhandled, anyone? She was half pushed, half carried down the short hall to her bedroom. Dom directed her to turn, kicking off his jeans just as he urged her down across the bed. He knelt between her legs hanging over the side, the bed low enough that he could kneel and still be in perfect position.

His hands spread out over her bare belly, spanning it and holding her. He moved in, her legs forced wider by his presence, his eyes focused intently on hers.

Darynn wanted to do something, to have some sort of control, but she was pinned, held down by both hands and gaze. The deep brown of his eyes were like pools of warmth to get lost in, expressive in a way she’d never seen now that it was just the two of them sharing the moment. Then he entered her slowly and it didn’t matter anymore.

She gripped the hardness of his lower arms, helpless to do anything else. Her breath came out in gasps as he sank into her, dark eyes still staring into hers. He came down over her and she assaulted him. Hands pulled, mouth bit, and then was subdued by his. He pressed her into the thin mattress, still slowly sinking deeper. The slow slide drove her wild and she cried out into him, holding him to her, her mouth still wordlessly attacking his, nails clawing at his back.

He bottomed, their flesh meeting, hers stretched to near discomfort and perfect pleasure. Only his lips moved, letting her take what she wanted as she got used to his intrusion. She held his head, fingers rubbing his rough scalp, accepting his gentling kisses.

Darynn opened her eyes to find him looking down at her and she stilled, their mouths separating. “Yes?”

He smiled, his eyes roaming her face for a second before returning to hers. Pools of liquid warmth. His eyes were beautiful and could be surprisingly expressive. She’d seen anger, confusion, lust, confidence, exhilaration in his eyes before, but never this softness. They were smiling at her now, seeing only her, and liking what he saw, if she were to guess.

“I finally got you where I wanted you,” he whispered and she smiled.

“Maybe it’s me who got you where I wanted you.”

He smiled and kissed her softly. “I’ll let you win this time, Rynn.” His lips thinned into a sly smile for a second just before he moved his hips.

She gasped, her eyes rolling, her grip tightening. When he did it again she moaned roughly. “Fuck you, Dom. I’ll always win.”

He chuckled into her neck before biting her. But now he was stroking steadily into her and she couldn’t respond if she wanted to. No run of the mill fuck here. Had she expected Dom to be unremarkable? He ground into her repeatedly, pulling her toward him and pinning her to force every last bit of him into her.

Darynn immediately felt the nudge of him reaching that special spot. Sparks in her vision at each contact and she was mindless, lying before him, taking everything he gave without question and wanting more.

A cool hand on her shoulder had her huffing in aggravation. What the…? Oh, yeah, Brian. She opened her eyes to see Dom over her. Damn, he was beautiful. Intense power and raw energy. She allowed her eyes to worship his flexing body for long seconds before she reluctantly looked at Brian.

Obviously Brian was getting impatient with being left out. His tall muscular frame knelt beside Dom and as she watched his hand smoothed down her stomach, his destination apparent.

She didn’t make a sound, so either Dom saw more in her reaction than she’d meant to show or he just didn’t want help.

He stopped Brian, taking his advancing hand in one of his and gripping his neck with the other. It was intended to dominate and it did. Brian instantly went still and waited for Dom’s cue, pure lust written on his face.

Brian greedily accepted Dom’s kiss, the glisten of their tongues peeking. Darynn stared blatantly. It was hot to see. Two gorgeous men kissing was at the top of her list of turn-on’s. Her body flexed on the presently motionless cock still penetrating her, and it jerked within her in return. She just smiled.

Dom directed Brian onto the bed beside her and he went silently. “Don’t move,” he ordered. “You’ll get yours next.” His voice was low, sounding almost threatening and she heard Brian groan at hearing the promise.

Having Brian beside her as Dom returned to his chore didn’t bother her in the least. She wished for just a moment that for this first time they were alone, but she was no stranger to three-ways.

She blatantly stared at Dom as much as she could, when she had enough wits to think of it. He was so impressive to watch. Every twitch of his body caused muscles to stand out in relief, and right now they were on perfect display. His look was smug. Either he enjoyed her scrutiny or he was gloating over the bigger fact that he was finally getting to fuck her, or that she’d given in.

Darynn tried to hold back. She knew with Brian already getting him off that Dom would be able to go much longer. Focusing on what she saw and not what she felt helped for a bit, but not enough. Her whole body felt like it was glowing, warming slowly to a point where she would have no choice but to let go and just come. Then Dom moved her legs. He pushed her knees toward her and she was lost within two deep strokes.

She gasped for a breath that she never got. Her eyes rolled and she grabbed the closest two handfuls, one of blanket, the other was Brian’s wrist.

Dom growled low and long, and she knew he was watching her. His moves quickened, but were still hitting deep, just where she needed him.

It only took seconds and he held her and fucked her through the entire thing. Hot fluid ran, sweat broke out, oxygen stopped, and she soundlessly came harder than she could ever remember.

She came to with Brian over her. He smiled down at her and brushed away the few tears. “Okay?”

Her eyes rolled and she gasped as Dom pulled free. Then she groaned as her feet dropped slowly to the floor.

Dom returned with some article of clothing. He wiped up her leg and then smiled when she grabbed his hand to stop him with a warning look. She was way too sensitive to have a guy fumbling around trying to dry her.

She did a quick swipe, getting most of the juices that wet her skin. Dom was still before her on his knees and she sat up to face him. Her hands held his face as she kissed him, her mouth roaming his.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

He just smiled smugly. Conceited gorgeous asshole.

A glance down showed her that he hadn’t found release. He was still hard. She wrapped her hand around him and smiled as his eyes closed with a loud sigh.

“He still needs more?” she teased, stroking him, the juices from her orgasm acting as lubricant.

Brian’s hand rubbed as if to remind her that he was still in need too. She turned and looked down at him and then looked up at Dom with a sly smile. “May I prep him for you?”

Dom’s small smile disappeared and his eyes frowned at her. “What?”

“I want to prep Brian. You were going to fuck him, weren’t you?”

His lips thinned. He didn’t answer right away, his eyes moving between her and Brian repeatedly before he barely nodded.

Was he still worried about letting her know what his sexual affiliation was? Getting a blowjob from a guy hadn’t been enough? Shit! She’d fucked Brian in the ass! The guy liked it. On times it had just been the two of them screwing around they’d found that he wasn’t getting what he needed. So she’d gotten a strap-on and given him what he wanted. And she’d be lying if she said it hadn’t turned her on.

She hopped up and opened her ‘toy drawer’. A smooth average sized vibrator and a tube of KY. Then she was smiling at Brian as she climbed onto the bed. Lying beside him and then across his belly, she faced his lower half.

“Legs up,” she ordered and he immediately obeyed. One foot on the edge, knee up, and the other leg bent to the side to give her room.

Dom hadn’t moved and she motioned him over. “Just help him hold his legs,” she whispered when he was in place below Brian. He watched her face as he slowly moved his hands to Brian’s long limbs.

Lube in her hand and then she set the tube aside. Half of it went on the vibrator she held in her left hand, the rest she spread over her fingers.

Brian was already squirming from just being in the vulnerable position. He went completely still with a sigh when she pressed her fingers to him. She slid in without preamble and he groaned roughly.

Dom watched intently, his look troubled whenever she looked up at him and their eyes met. At first he stood without moving, without really helping. He only started rubbing Brian’s legs when Brian jerked in reaction to her sliding two fingers fully into him.

Brian was making continuous sound, low moans that peaked and softened, but never went completely silent.

Darynn didn’t bother giving Brian time to adjust. It always interested her how a person’s anus gripped and squeezed as if it were trying to block entry, despite how willing the person was. And Brian was more than willing.

She knew Brian and knew he wouldn’t be happy with just fingers for long. The point was to get to the biggest available object as quickly as possible. So she eased out and moved the slippery vibrator into position.

He froze, waiting, and then repeated the long low sound of pleasure. Dom’s hands were rubbing him more now, his thumbs coming to the crease of his inner thigh before reversing directions. Their shared looks had ended, both concentrating solely on the man beneath them.

Darynn stroked gently with the tool several times before working it deeper. Again Brian was a symphony of sounds. After only a minute she was bottoming the six-inch tool in his ass. He squirmed and panted. She understood: good, but not enough.

Holding the vibrator in place she reached down and gripped Dom’s mostly erect dick with slippery fingers. His eyes snapped to hers and they paused and just stared at each other.

She could see his uncertainty, and she could see his lust. He wanted this, but wasn’t sure if he wanted her as a witness. She smiled softly and nodded, pulling gently on his swelling cock.

Instead of moving into position he lowered his face to hers. She smiled as he kissed her, and then returned his kiss. They kissed for a long minute and Darynn had to sigh in contentment at having had his mouth on her so much. Brian’s sounds were soft below them, but she had Dom’s tongue in her mouth and was just fine ignoring him. Her hand absently stroked down Dom’s length and he lifted his head. She had a moment of regret, wanting him all to herself, and then he moved closer.

Vibrator out, she rubbed Brian with one hand while her other hand moved Dom into position. He gave a soft growl when he bumped into Brian’s soft flesh.

A little coaxing, and little forcing, and a little lube and the deed was done.

Brian wasn’t content with just moaning now. Dom was thick and already had the first two inches buried in his tight hole. “Aww, damn. Awwww.” His hands gripped at her, both pulling and pushing as if he wanted to get to the source of the discomfort, but she held firm and in essence held him down.

“Relax, Brian, you can take this,” she murmured softly, not sure if he could even hear her.

He settled to just gripping her side and upper arm, but she could feel his head thrashing as he turned it this way and that.

Darynn rubbed around the penetration, adding more lube and trying to get him to relax. He slowly calmed and she urged Dom further in. The rest of the way wasn’t as traumatic. Once the ring was stretched the rest went smoothly.

Both men gasped when Dom pulled back the first time. Tight, boys?

Darynn’s slick hand moved to the only available dick. Brian’s precum had leaked out, causing his belly to be wet with the stringy fluid. She gripped only his base, not wanting the lube on her hand in her mouth.

Dom was getting a steady stroke now, his hips bumping Brian’s ass. Brian grunted with each hard thump, his insides surely feeling like they were being plungered. Dom held Brian’s knees, keeping the long legs against his sides where they would be most comfortable. When she’d repositioned herself and looked up at him he met her gaze, bared his clenched teeth and growled. Darynn smiled at him, and then suddenly leaned toward him and licked his hard flat stomach. He growled again, holding the position for her for long seconds. She smiled brazenly as she pulled back, licking her lips. With one last look at him, she dropped her head down and fit Brian into her mouth.

Both of them going at him had to be good because Brian went wild. He yelled, his body thrashing beneath them. His hands fisted in her hair as his hips bucked in opposing directions.

She winced as he pulled her hair and then Dom’s voice growled, “Don’t hurt her, Brian.” The hands immediately eased up on her hair.

With her head on Brian’s stomach she was in a position here she could watch Dom and she did openly, her eyes moving from the point where they were joined up to his face. Always he was looking at her, his expression fierce. The irony of him not wanting her there when he was fucking another guy was that she couldn’t take her eyes off of him because he was so beautiful. His stomach was tight with his exertions, taking away the normal softness, the hint of the washboard muscles just showing. The V-shaped lines leading to his groin were more pronounced. His pecs and biceps stood out in relief. And it was all there for her viewing pleasure. That it was a guy he was fucking only heightened her arousal. She raked his entire body with her eyes, feeling the fluttering wetness it caused on her already used puss.

She worked Brian slowly, not sucking hard. She knew he’d want to get off from Dom’s ministrations, not hers. But Dom couldn’t last forever. She could already see the straining quality of his movements. He was trying to hold off.

Couldn’t talk with her mouth full. She raised her head, causing Brian to groan, but then he was already groaning, so it was hard to say.

“Lean back,” she directed Dom.

He did, pulling Brian with him for a few inches, and her with them.

The angle in Brian changed and he reacted instantly. “Aww, gawd. Yahhhh,” his voice trailed off in a sigh. He was bearing down. She could feel his entire body tense. Dom groaned in response, obviously feeling the tightening inside as well.

Brian’s moans were almost pathetic sounding in between his slurred words. “Fuh-Fuhhhhk me.”

She backed off, moving to the head of the bed. They didn’t need her to finish. If either even noted her withdraw they didn’t show it. Squatting, hugging her knees, she just watched intently. It was like a porno playing out in her very own bedroom and she couldn’t ask for two more beautiful specimens.

Brian’s face was flushed, his eyes glued to the man above him. Dom stared back, their faces strained. Brian groaned and panted while Dom growled with each hard stroke. This wouldn’t last much longer.

Dom dropped a hand to Brian’s oozing dick, his back arching even more now. Brian gagged on some sound, his body jolted. His hands pushed at the wall, pushing him onto the dick battering him.

“Ah, fuck, Dom. Now, yeah, fuck me.” He streamed words, sometimes losing them. Dom’s chest rattled with a low growl of sound that built until he was nearly roaring.

Brian hollered, his body jerking.

Cum oozed from between Dom’s fingers where he stroked Brian, but he didn’t see it. His head was back as he arched roughly into Brian, shoving at the smaller man in quick snaps.

And then it was still and silent.

Darynn didn’t dare to breath, but that was all the guys seemed capable of. They panted, chests heaving. Both looked exhausted.

Brian lay with eyes closed, arms folded awkwardly over his face. He moaned softly when Dom pulled back, but didn’t react to the roughness Dom used when he pushed away from him, actually shoving his legs to one side.

Dom just sat back, still panting, seeming disoriented. He raised his soiled hand a bit, almost looking helpless.

Darynn reached for the shirt he’d used on her and he turned to her movement. A shuffling of his knees and he was sinking towards her. His hand took the shirt, just holding it, and his head came down on her crossed legs. His arm circled her waist where she was sitting and then he just sighed and lay still.

Darynn smiled in her surprise at his coming to her so… easily. Her hand smoothed down his hot neck, causing him to wiggle his head contentedly.