Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
When he finally pulled away, I was somehow riding Bates’s leg and Gareth had his arms wrapped around me. “Bates’s right. You do taste sweet. It makes him taste even better.”
Fuck.
He was definitely going to make me come saying stuff like that.
Bates seemed to agree with me based on the way he moaned, and it distracted Gareth enough that I got a second to breathe as he beamed up at Bates and took his cock down deep again. Watching them together could’ve given me too much space to start overthinking again, but I was much more focused on figuring out how deep Gareth was actually taking Bates’s cock and if he could breathe.
Why wasn’t he gagging?
Had he practiced that shit on fruit like Brady had?
Gareth hadn’t dated enough to have perfected that technique on a guy. But I pushed the thought of him deep-throating a banana out of my head and just focused on the sounds they were both making and how happy Gareth was.
He was having fun.
And not passing out, so it seemed to be safer than Brady’s adventure with the banana.
Was it weird to think his lips looked sexy wrapped around Bates’s dick or just polite?
I loved the way Bates moaned and the way he was fighting to stay still so Gareth could enjoy himself, but Gareth’s lips…and Bates’s cock…they were so fucking sexy together.
And they kept making me feel like I was right there with them and not just watching the hottest porn scene ever. Bates kept stroking my head and his fingers would tease around my ear when Gareth lifted his head to lick the tip…and Gareth kept squeezing my hand and slowly caressing his fingers against mine.
I wasn’t sure if he knew he was doing it, but it made the whole thing less weird and kept me from worrying. Bates was…he was fascinating and made me feel safe enough to do stupid things, but worrying about what Gareth wanted would’ve killed the mood.
Luckily, he didn’t seem to mind sharing our Dom or what he was thinking.
Yep, still the weirdest first date ever.
But they were so hot together and Bates was so sweet.
Bates was also ready to come based on how he was moaning and the way his body was radiating tension. Gareth dragged out his fun for a few more seconds, but he must’ve read the signs too because he finally pulled off, giving the head another lick like it was a popsicle.
“Do you want another turn?” It took me a second to realize he was talking to me. “Cash?”
“Sorry. Watching you is distracting.” Fuck. “In a good way.”
Gareth smiled like I’d given him the best compliment ever but Bates chuckled like we were hilarious. When they both stayed quiet, I realized I’d never answered the question.
Fuck.
Where had my brain gone?
“I think he’s going to come and you look like you really want that part. I’ll share when you’re done.”
What?
How had that come out of my mouth?
Bates was still grinning but Gareth nodded and took the whole thing seriously. “I do. Thanks.”
It was…
Bates started to laugh but it turned into a strangled moan as Gareth swallowed his cock down again, looking dead set on finally making Bates orgasm. His enthusiasm was…erotic. There was probably a better word, but there definitely weren’t enough brain cells in my body to figure it out.
The way Bates was moaning and barely hanging on…
The way Gareth was making excited, greedy sounds…
The way I kept grinding my dick against Bates’s leg…
Oops.
I hadn’t realized I was still doing that until his leg twitched and it sent sparks through me. Before I could decide if I should stop or not—because I didn’t have permission and I was pretty sure that should be part of the Dom and sub thing—Gareth made a triumphant sound and Bates cried out.
Wow.
Just wow.
Gareth swallowed Bates’s cum and just watching the way his throat was working made me even harder. The way Bates shivered and moaned was like the icing on the sexiest cake ever, pushing me right to the edge…and it wasn’t even my blow job.
How was watching them this hot?
Brady’s mom had made it clear that some things were just fun to watch in porn and not do in real life, but I was starting to think this hadn’t been what she’d meant.
Maybe that was just stuff like fisting?
Bates let Gareth play for a lot longer than I would’ve thought was fun, but when he tapped his finger against Gareth’s head, the greedy sounds stopped and he released his new toy. “Good boy.”
Gareth preened at the praise before turning to me and offering his mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world. But it seemed like it was because I closed the distance before even thinking about it.
He’d saved some of Bates’s cum for me.