Be All, End All

**Warning: If you’ve read this far, I prolly can’t shock you, but just be warned: There are graphic descriptions of sexual acts in this here chapter. …you’re welcome! :-D

“Hey, Roman.” Darynn smiled and greeted her friend like it wasn’t a huge surprise to see him there.

A crooked smirk, fingers brushing across his bare belly. “Hey, Darynn. You busy tonight?”

She grinned, feeling her body flex and weep. Already her panties were wet, the fluid cooling after it left her, making the material feel damp and cold. “Yeah, I got invited to a get together.” She could barely speak without moaning. If they had half the balls they pretended to this was going to be the most unforgettable night of her life.

“So how does this start?”

Leave it to Brian to be in a hurry. He had three dicks in the same room with him. Surprised he wasn’t already on his knees.

Each of the guys had a different reaction to Brian’s words. Vince’s gaze dropped, his discomfort transparent. Rome just looked interested, glancing at Dom and then Brian. Dom watched her, and she was certain she gave him the reaction he was looking for. She panted through her mouth for the span of two breaths as she looked at each of them. Dom’s lips turned up in a half-smile.

But how could she be blamed? Four half-naked men stood before her prepared to engage in sexual activities with one another while she watched. And if she was lucky they’d let her join while one or more of them was still capable of a hard-on.

Brian wore shorts, while the others wore jeans, and V and Rome were already barefoot. All were shirtless already, leaving Darynn to look her fill. Varying in height, build and color. Rome was the darkest, obviously, Dom appeared golden beside him, while Brian was the palest, and he had a pretty good tan. Vince and Rome were about the same height, then Dom, with Brian as the tallest. As far as physiques went it was tough to say. Dom was definitely the biggest. He had the chest, the shoulders, the biceps. Rome was a close second with his definition. His chocolate skin rippled with muscles just beneath the surface. Brian wasn’t much smaller or much less impressive, and Vince was imposing on his own, but standing next to all of them he was the smallest.

Brian was undoing his jeans as he turned to Rome. Darynn thought she saw Rome’s gaze linger on Dom before his vision was blocked. Then they were together and she gave up thinking to just watch. Seeing their mouths meet was only half of what turned Darynn on. She’d always enjoyed the striking difference in the color of their skin. Dark to light. And Brian might be taller, but it was Roman that was dominant. Small nuances in their movement showed that Brian deferred to the other man.

They paired off. Brain and Rome. Dom and V. It made sense that they split that way. Roman and Brian were openly bisexual, and would recognize that even if the other men were consensual there would still be disomfort there. She didn’t doubt when the dicks started coming out, or just cumming, that they’d mix up a little. It was exciting to think of.

Roman and Brian were old news to Darynn. As much as she enjoyed watching them, it was the two she’d never seen together that she couldn’t take her eyes off.

Vince was an aggressive guy, but in this he was hesitant. And she couldn’t blame him. If anything it just turned her on more to see his reservations. And seeing Dom go slowly with him, almost reassuring him made her want to squirm.

Dom was insistent, but unhurried. A hand at V’s waist brought their chests together. Where Brian and Rome had attacked each other’s mouths, Dom just dropped his head down, not touching yet.

Their lips moved. Whispering? Darynn’s hands gripped the arms of her chair. She wished she could hear them. Was Dom convincing him? Assuring something? She groaned softly and Vince’s eyes turned from taking glances at the other couple to look at her.

Dom whispered something and V smiled, eyes still on her.

Finally their lips touched and Darynn unconsciously pulled at her restraints. Oh, God, she wanted in there. She wanted closer! Would being at their feet be too much?

Scruffy, tattooed and scarred. Seeing Vince open his mouth to Dom’s was the fucking hottest thing she’d ever seen.

Right now the two couples were just kissing. Hands gripped and stroked some, the movements catching her eye as she watched each straying touch.

Darynn worked her wrists in their bonds. It was the first chance she’d had to try to get free. She didn’t want to go anywhere, but participating would be more than nice. The adrenaline from fighting her trip into the house had heightened her reaction and now her hormones were going nuts. Her skin felt like it was burning, and her heart ticked along like she was in a marathon.

Brian was again the one to push the proceedings along. His shorts were already undone. When Rome’s hand strayed close Brian gripped the man’s wrist and urged it inside. The first contact caused a deep groan.

The sound made Vince look in their direction. Curious, but uncertain. Was he trying to be enticing, or was it unconscious? Darynn loved seeing his reluctance, his shyness. It made her want to educate the boy! Or at least watch his education

Dom’s mouth moved to Vince’s ear, she assumed, from this angle she couldn’t see exactly what he was doing. But when Vince’s eyes widened slightly and moved directly to her she guessed that Dom was saying something.

They kissed again, more eagerly this time. Dom’s hand gripped V’s neck and throat, his thumb brushing across the scruff of beard. Finally Vince’s hands lifted to grip Dom, and they leaned closer. Their feet shuffled, bringing their bodies fully together.

Brian was losing his shorts. She couldn’t tell who was urging them down more, him or Roman, but they were going. Rome’s fist was wrapped around Brian’s dick, stroking him from base to tip. In no hurry, but not lazing around either. Brian was sighing and moaning, his hand groping Rome through the denim of his jeans. Just as Brian’s shorts sagged to his knees they mutually separated.

While Brian bent to take off his shoes Rome looked around him and slowly started taking off his jeans. He gave her a slow self-pleased grin before he checked out the action with Dom and Vince. She smiled as she watched his gaze linger on Dom, visibly scanning downward. The bigger man’s back was to him, but it was still a scenic view. Rome looked back at her and cocked an eyebrow with that suggestive smile still in place. She wanted to laugh out loud. Instead she just grinned not wanting to distract from the proceedings.

Rome was hot for Dom? Oh, that was just too tempting. Those two together? She’d pay to see that! Roman wasn’t the question, it was what Dom would be willing to do. She’d plead if need be. They were two Alpha’s, both hard and aggressive. In her eyes they were more equal to each other than they were to their current partners.

Dom and Vince were stalling again. Their heads were once again cheek-to-cheek, Dom’s face hidden from her. And again Vince’s gaze found her. His look was more intense this time. He nodded, assumingly to whatever Dom was saying. Then they were separating and coming toward her.

Darynn was breathing hard at the possibilities of what they wanted with her. She caught a glimpse of Brian going down before Rome, the black man’s dick in his hand, before her attention was on the two men facing her.

They were both smirking, little smiles that were supposed to be either secretive or sly. She hoped they weren’t disappointed by her enthusiasm. She didn’t care what they did to her, as long as it was something.

Dom bent forward, hands nudging her elbows in so he could support himself on the arms of the chair. He leaned closer, getting in her face. She could only stare, eyes wide, lips parted as she panted for breath and hoped.

His mouth moved to her ear, cheeks brushing. His breath tickled her skin as his rough voice whispered to her. “This is all for you, Rynn.” She sucked in sharply, tensing in anticipation of him touching her. But he just held there. “We might get around to you. But right now Vince wants to taste what we’ve all had.”

He was pulling away before she understood. Her eyes flew to Vince to find him smiling down at her, his hand kneading his crotch.

Holy shit! They were just gonna pass her around? As shocking as the idea was, in her current state of arousal she wouldn’t argue.

They stepped together. Right in front of her, almost over her. And now, confidence building, Vince didn’t hesitate. They stayed that way, purposely giving her the chance to watch. She was jerking her wrists in their bonds without thinking. Then Dom’s eyes opened, pinning her with his gaze and she groaned. Oh, god, she could die this night and have no regrets.

Dom released Vince and Vince didn’t hesitate to drop to his knees before her.

Being able to see Roman and Brian again allowed her to see that they hadn’t been idle. Brian was on all fours on the wide coffee table, Rome behind him. He was just preparing to penetrate the ass presented to him.

The table was at a forty-five degree angle to her so she had a clear view of Rome’s front, and Brian’s too, for that matter. Roman’s hand and eyes were on his dick. His other hand splayed across Brian’s ass, the contrast of their skin remarkable. Rome pushed at Brian’s back, positioning and spreading his partner. There was the glisten of lube on his erection as he pushed forward, slowing when he made contact.

Both of their faces contorted. That first inch was always the hardest, and the best.

Slowly Rome sank in. He stopped, adjusting his stance to match up with Brian, and then sank in further. They held that way. Rome’s expression was one of concentration, while Brian’s was open-mouthed pleasure/pain. Dom moved toward them.

She saw all this in a brief glance, then was looking at Vince, his face nearly on a level with hers.

His look was hungry, and pleased.

Darynn just stared at him for a second. This was the Vince she knew, the one that had forced her to bloody his nose, not the hesitant bi-curious. Overlooking that he’d tried to kick her ass, Vince was a goof, and a gentleman, but still he was a guy. More than once he’d made his interest in her known, and right now he looked eager to get to it, and smug that he was getting to.

His hands lay on her bare legs, just above her knees, but still he didn’t make a move. Gaze holding his, she leaned closer. When her intent was obvious he met her.

Darynn didn’t normally like facial hair, but the rareness of her experiencing seemed to make it novel. She sucked at his lips, encouraging, coaxing, demanding, anything.

“Vince!”

Dom’s hard voice drove them apart and Darynn was surprised at how disappointed by that she was.

“She needs to save that mouth for harder things.”

Darynn groaned, though she didn’t know if it was from anticipation, arousal or disappointment. She looked up to see Dom looking over his shoulder at them.

Brian now had two dicks in him. Rome slowly thrusting into his ass while Dom matched his rhythm at the other end. Brian looked to be in heaven. It made her smile to see him. Through daily routines he appeared a typical guy. Opinionated and zealous about anything with wheels or tits, but he could take a dicking like no one else she’d ever seen.

Vince was still before her, and for a second she wished him away. If her hormones weren’t doing line-dances she would’ve shooed him in favor of watching the show. But she wouldn’t deny herself. She’d just have to invest in a camcorder and make them do it all over!

He looked up at her with a tilt of his head as if to say ‘what do ya do?’ Dom was obviously dictating aspects of this and she fell victim to it. The elastic of her underwear pinched as he ripped it away. He was actually polite about it, tearing the seams at either side and then tugging the material away.

She was panting steadily now. Her attention was split between what the guys were doing on the table, and what Vince was doing. The three were still in the same position, and showed no signs of tiring.

With only her wrists and ankles tied her ass had complete freedom to move around. In fact she could probably stand up, albeit awkwardly. Vince took advantage of this.

Hands gripped her waist and pulled her forward, his presence and her bound ankles causing her legs to spread. One hand over and around to hold her there, the other dropped to press her thigh out even further, as far as the chair would allow.

She reclined, the chair hard against the back of her neck. When Vince dropped his head his eyes were able to look into hers, his mouth opened just before he touched her.

Oh, fuck! She already felt hot and swollen down there from all the visual stimulation. Her body tried to arch for him. Her hands gripped the chair, pushing for leverage so she could lift her hips to him. But he held her, his hands keeping her from doing anything more than wiggling.

His tongue lapped at her, drawing at her juices and swollen labia. Dividing, separating, the tip of his tongue explored, almost roughly, finding her clit. He worked it, teasing the sensitive bud before relenting and exploring her again before repeating the process.

Darynn moaned long and low. She panted steadily. This wouldn’t take long. Either she was especially primed or he had a mouth made in heaven. Whimpers came from her as he located her clit again. Nope, she couldn’t stand this for long at all.

She lifted heavy eyelids to see first Vince and behind him Dom and Roman looking at her. They were both smiling.

Dom pulled away from Brian, getting a hard look of aggravation from the blonde, before he was gestured to look at her. Seeing the moisture of saliva over his lips and mouth from sucking Dom made her groan, her eyes dropping. Not a good idea.

Looking at and feeling what Vince was doing was too much. His whole mouth sucked at her. His tongue, prehensileb she was certain, slid through her, dividing. The force he used would have been a turn off if she weren’t already so turned on. His tongue slid into her, flicking around her opening and then back up over her clit. But it was seeing his eyes that pushed her over. Dark lashes framing smoky gray with an insolent widening.

She jerked, her orgasm hitting her hard. No sound. Her throat seemed to close. No breathing meant no cries.

If she flooded his mouth he didn’t indicate or let it slow him. She felt like her puss had turned to goo, with that rough movement and suction continuing to taunt until she was pulling away.

Feeling her whole body glowing, she opened her eyes, and stilled. The sight of what was taking place beyond Vince dimmed the effects of her orgasm in an instant.

Dom had taken up the position in front of Brian again. Brian was sucking his dick like a ten-dollar whore. Go, Bri! But what made her nearly gasp was happening above him. With opposite hands gripping each other’s necks Rome and Dom had leaned toward each other and were kissing.

She’d guess that she was seeing their first kiss. They acted almost hesitant, careful. But one slip of the tongue, literally, and they began to make out in earnest.

“Oh, god, Vince, look,” she whispered.

He turned to look and as if he was affected as much as she’d been he just stared. She leaned closer to him, and licked the shell of his ear before she whispered to him, “That is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

He turned back, studying her now. “You’re a strange girl.”

Darynn smiled, “I just like what I like.” She kissed him. God, that mouth was good. She sighed into him, lips sucking at him, making sure he understood that she was getting as much of her taste as she could. “Thank you.”

“Vince.”

They looked up to see Dom looking at them again. Would he smack their hands if they were naughty again? She almost wanted to disobey him to see.

Vince stood and moved toward Dom. Darynn smiled as she watched him go. The festivities were just getting started. Sorry to have her only interaction go, but thrilled that he’d be joining the others.

Dom watched Vince coming at him and pulled away from Brian just as he got there. He literally pulled his dick from the man’s mouth to turn to Vince. Vince accepted Dom readily. Shit, who wouldn’t?

Rome looked over at her and smiled, his gaze dropping suggestively to her spread legs. She opened and closed them, her smile matching his smile. His head nodded towards Dom and his brow rose, his tongue running over his upper lip. Darynn grinned. Fucker. It was one thing to enjoy getting to make out with the man, it was a whole fucking other to rub her face in it. Especially since he was getting to make out with Dom and fuck Bri when she wasn’t getting any.

Dom and Vince had stopped sucking face for a second. She stared openly at Dom when they looked at her. He had her flushing and nearly moaning when his eyes dropped and that lower lip sucked in, just a hint of his tongue showing as he licked. She shifted in her seat, wishing he’d do something a little more productive with that mouth, or she could.

On the table Brian rose until he was just kneeling. Rome still had him penetrated, and now sucked at his neck and was giving him a reach around as well. Brian’s hands moved awkwardly, as if he didn’t know what to do with them, or just didn’t care since he was in the throes of a good fucking.

Dom and Vince approaching him from either side solved the problem. Vince was partially blocking her view of them, but she knew it had to be good if Brian’s moans were to be believed. Hands roamed and Darynn found herself leaning to her left to see better. Gods, she was pathetic!

She didn’t know the history between Vince and Brian. Hadn’t thought to ask. She’d just assumed there was nothing. Seeing the two come together made her wonder. There was no hesitation in their mouths finding each other or their hands rubbing on each other. The way Brian’s hand on V’s neck held him there suggested familiarity.

Rome and Dom were kissing again too. Darynn moaned and pulled at her restraints. She wanted closer. She needed to see!

Her view was changing at that second, for the better. Vince was either moving of his own accord, or the hand in his crotch was leading him. Whichever, he was moving into position, and Brian was dropping down to lick at the newly exposed dick. Them changing position left her view of Dom unobstructed.

Dom and Rome still hadn’t separated. Their mouths moved on each other with the shining flash of wet tongue peeking occasionally. Rome kept an irregular and slow pace with his hips stroking into Brian, like he kept forgetting what he should be doing. Both of them had a hand on Brian’s lower back, rubbing or not. They both seemed intent on each other rather than the man beneath them. And that was fine with her.

Darynn wasn’t sure if she was blinking. If she did she might miss something! Like the tiny glimpse of Dom’s fingers as he rubbed up Rome’s back with his free hand. Oh, fuck, yes! She gripped the arms of the chair and leaned forward.

She was panting and ready to yell when they slowly stopped. Their faces were still only an inch apart, and it looked like they were talking. Oh, why couldn’t she hear?

Rome leaned closer and nodded his head just a bit. Dom leaned into him for a second, his face hidden from her, and then he was moving.

Darynn’s mouth was actually hanging open as she watching Dom move to stand behind Rome. She couldn’t see Rome’s back with the way he was turned. He took up pumping into Brian a little more constantly for a bit, Vince doing the same at the other end. Then after a few seconds she could a distant look come over Rome’s face.

Dom stood right behind him, his head down. He shifted, a small move, definitely not a full penetration yet, but Rome reacted, his head dropping and his hips jerking forward, which both Brian and Vince seemed to like in turn.

Rome groaned low, his eyes closed as his head rolled from side to side. Both of his hands were on Brian’s hips now, probably for balance. Dom said something and Rome turned his head to him.

Darynn could have stilled the earth at that second. Dom’s hand lifted, his fingers splaying over Rome’s neck and jaw, helping to keep his head turned. Rome’s arm, caught above Dom’s rose to wrap around Dom’s neck. Their mouths touched and she could see their hold tighten, each keeping the other in place. They were locked together, mouths and arms, muscles hard, tendons stretched. Either Dom pulled or Rome leaned, but their position was tilted back, Dom supporting them.

They presented her a stunning picture, their heights allowing the awkward position to work, their coloring complimenting each other. They were masculine beauty. Poised together, their hard bodies perfect. Her dreams come to life.

Their heads moved as they kissed, and muscles flexed. To look at them she’d think they thought they were just kissing, and didn’t realize that they were representing everything she loved about seeing two men together.

Ten seconds, give or take a few, was all the time she got to enjoy seeing them locked together. They released each other and she fought at her restraints.

She must have made some noise because Dom looked at her, over Rome’s shoulder. She had to stop herself from begging when those dark eyes fell on her. He said something, again too softly for her to hear, and then Rome was looking at her. Dom said something, a smug smile fattening his bottom lip. Rome smiled and nodded. Fuckers!

Dom’s head dropped slowly, his eyes staying on her until the last possible second. His stance adjusted, then she could see his fingers digging into Rome’s hip. Head rising, his whole body thrust forward. Rome was forced into Brian, leaning onto the kneeling man. There was a mutual lengthy groan, she couldn’t tell if it was from Rome, Dom, or Brian, or all three.

Rome’s expression had gone slack, his mouth hanging open. Not pained, but not good yet either. Knowing what Dom had just shoved in him she couldn’t blame him. She liked seeing men’s reaction at that first moment, and hearing it. It was no good to watch if the guy took it easily. Where was the fun in that?

Their weight pushed Brian down. His arms buckled, then held, muscles straining. He was forced to release Vince, his mouth coming off with an audible sound.

Vince moved to help him, urging his shoulders up, and Brian sat up slowly. On the table now, Vince literally put himself under Brian. Brian leaned heavily on him, his lower back still arched, forcing him forward. But Vince held him, all of them, appearing almost gentle as he let Brian’s flushed face press into his neck.

Dom only waited for a few seconds before snapping hips forward into Rome’s. Rome exhaled roughly, the sound turning into a groan. Dom’s hands pulled him back, while his thrusts pushed Rome deeper into Brian.

Brian looked lost. He moaned as his ass was fucked, the new angle surely making the penetration deeper. Vince’s hand dropping to wrap around his dick caused him to jerk and moan again.

With his open mouth against Vince’s neck some of his noises were muffled, but it was obvious he was getting close. And she couldn’t imagine how much longer Roman could hold out either. Or Dom too, for that matter. They had all been at it for a while, Dom repeatedly.

“Ahh. Ahhhh. Fuck! Ah-huh. Ahhhh.” Brian grunted and moaned into Vince’s neck. His hands gripped Vince’s sides. He was sweating and flushed.

After that first shocking minute of being penetrated, Rome looked like he was trying to help. He gripped Brian, his muscles straining, torso flexing as if he were trying to match Dom’s rhythm. His face was strained, sweat running, eyes squeezed shut.

Brian continued to moan, and now Rome was adding his guttural sounds.

Darynn saw Dom’s feet shuffle, the one hand she could see readjusted its hold, and then he was leaning back.

Rome’s eyes opened, but only the whites could be seen. He yelled, a rough shout. “Ah, fuck, yeah. Fuck me! Yeah!”

Darynn grinned, holding the arms of the chair as she leaned forward.

They lunged and rocked, barely balancing where Brian leaned on Vince. Dom’s hard thrusts repeatedly jammed them together, Rome caught in the middle, his dark skin sandwiched between their lighter.

“Ah. Ahhh. I’m cummin’!” Brian yelled. Vince’s hand worked his dick as his back arched even more.

Rome reacted with an open-mouthed groan. His movement was frantic, jerking between the two men.

Dom’s head was dropped down too far for her to see. He thrust into Rome a few more times, and then stopped, his hands still holding Rome’s sides. Then they were all still.

**I'm a bit of a picture whore. I used this picture for inspiration to write Dom and Rome together. Yum.


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