“Just one,” Brian answered looking Conner right in the eye. “And I’m sure you know what that is.”
Conner nodded as he glanced over at Justin. He did know. He had a feeling that one would exist and he was glad he asked. No expectations to be disappointed about now. But on the other hand, it did change a few things. If Justin was off limits, at least in that way… then… he looked back to Brian and held his gaze trying to read him. Conner’s ass twitched and throbbed of its own accord as the realization of what was to be the events of the night hit him. His body wanted something that his mind hadn’t been aware of yet. He quickly got used to the idea, stroked himself again and blinked his agreement. This new thought also gave him reason to think that he might actually get answers to questions that’d been plaguing him ever since he started reading the comic book and more so since he met the creator… what was it about this Brian that inspired this Rage? What was it about this Rage that had JT so in love with him from that first night? Well, he was about to find out. He shifted in his seat and felt the pulsing throb intensify. How many people were actually lucky enough to experience first hand what makes a fictional couple that they’d read about, what they are? Not many, he guessed. Not many at all and it made him harder just thinking about it.
Brian was thankful for Conner’s quick understanding. He didn’t want to have to spell it out… Conner’d had Justin once, he wasn’t getting him again and he sure as hell wasn’t getting Brian. That wasn’t part of the plan. For Brian, this was about marking territory and showing Conner that even though their relationship was unconventional and undefined, there were still boundaries. Boundaries that Conner needed to understand because they would never be crossed. Boundaries that weren’t drawn because of physical rules… rules that could be easily broken… but boundaries made out of an emotional commitment... a commitment that no one could ever break. It was too strong. Or at least Brian hoped it was. No, he knew it was. He just needed to make sure that Conner knew it was. Yeah, that’s it. That was the plan. And if Conner happened to get a little jealous of what he and Justin had, then so be it. Brian grinned. “Everything else is free game. Right, Justin?”
Justin smiled at Conner, oblivious to all these thoughts running through the minds of the two men looking at him. His own thoughts much more devilish in nature than theirs. He turned to Brian still smiling. “Right.”
Brian turned back to Conner. “You know what this is about.”
Conner laughed. “I’m getting the picture. Research?”
Brian smirked. “If that’s what makes you comfortable… sure. Best fucking research you’ll ever do on a movie. You should be paying us.” Silently, Conner actually agreed. Part of him felt just like Justin… two hot guys at the same time. Fuck yeah.
Justin smiled at Conner again taking Brian’s hand and pushing it between his legs. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as he guided Brian’s hand into caressing him. Thoughts of being the meat in a Rage sandwich danced around in his head and he began to stiffen. He and Brian had had many threesomes before and they were always hot, but this was going to be top on the list of their all time great sex adventures. He just knew it. The added element of JT having sex with twin Rage’s was sending his imagination into overdrive. Anxious to get things underway, he wiggled his hips, rubbing his cock against the palm of Brian’s hand, pushing him down onto him harder for more stimulation. His breathing ragged, he wished that Shane would hurry the fuck up and get them home.
Brian and Conner both focused on Justin, each one sporting one raised eyebrow. It would have been humorous to Conner and infuriating to Brian had either one of them noticed, but Justin had their full intention so it went undetected. Conner knew this was going to be one hell of a night. Brian knew Justin was hornier than a horny toad.
Suddenly, Justin’s head shot up, “Oh…” he remembered, “…no…”
But Brian stopped him with a pinch to his inner thigh. He leaned over, put one hand on Justin’s face, his mouth right next to his ear. He breathed against him and rubbed his thumb along Justin’s lower lip. “We shouldn’t hold that back. Not tonight.”
“But…”
“We’re together. It’s part of it. This time. For the research. Besides, it might be kind of hot. If you want.”
Justin pulled back, stopping to brush his lips against Brian’s. Brian used his hand to bring their faces even closer together and they had a full kiss right there in front of Conner. It got deeper and more intense, swirling tongues, small gasps, slight moans and Justin had to fight his desires in order to break free. Catching their breaths, forehead to forehead, Justin nodded. “Okay.” He turned back to Conner. “Nevermind. Everything else is free game.”
The party was only a short distance from Justin’s place so they got there rather quickly. Brian jumped out first, before Shane even had the chance to get the door opened for them. Conner followed, then Justin. Brian headed straight for the door while Justin took a quick pause to let Shane know that Conner would need a ride later. Shane got back in the car to wait, turning the engine off, pulling his cap forward over his eyes and reclining back into the seat.
By the time Justin walked inside, Brian had already shed all of his clothes and stood naked watching Conner as he took his jacket off. “You don’t waste any time, do you?” Conner asked.
Justin chuckled behind Conner as he shut the door. “Brian’s not much for small talk when sex is on the agenda,” he explained, walking around Conner and approaching Brian.
“Fine with me. Let’s get started.” Conner followed Justin toward Brian.
Before Justin could say anything else, Brian grabbed him around his neck and took his mouth - forcing it open with firm lips and invading it with a determined tongue. It was a seductive and hot kiss that chased away all remaining coherent thoughts leaving Justin where the only thing he could think of was, ‘Oh my god. This is really going to happen and it’s starting right fucking NOW!’
Brian’s hands pulled at Justin’s tucked-in shirt, slid underneath it, touching hot skin. His strong fingers began their trek down Justin’s body, pressing sternly against his chest. Justin gripped Brian’s biceps to keep from falling over. Brian touched hard, taut nipples with the pads of his fingers and Justin sucked in a gulp of air in anticipation. But Brian didn’t stop to pinch or pay attention to them. They folded over and flicked back involuntarily as Brian’s fingers passed over them and it drove Justin crazy. The teasing pressure continued south, pressing against jutting rib bones, flexed abdominal muscles, cushioned hips and sensitive inner thighs. Justin’s body lit up all over, the tiny hairs on his ass stood up, and he pushed his tongue in deeper with a hungered moan. He muffled a gasp into Brian’s hot mouth as those same hands grazed over his hardening groin on the way back up.
Brian pushed Justin’s hands off his arms and gripped the lapel of Justin’s jacket as he broke away from the kiss, leaving Justin with his mouth hung open and grappling for oxygen. Giving in to his body and giving permission to Brian to do with him as he wished, Justin went lax and his head fell backward, landing softly on a muscled chest that was now right behind him. Swiping his tongue across Justin’s exposed teeth and swollen lips, Brian slipped the jacket off Justin’s shoulders while his eyes gave a silent signal to Conner to join in.
Conner’s fingers combed through Justin’s hair, gripped the longer strands to tilt Justin’s head to one side and nibbled on the flesh of his neck, tracing his pointed tongue along the rapidly pulsing carotid artery. At the same time, he slid his other hand around Justin’s slim waist and began unbuttoning his shirt. Conner was turned on instantly when Justin’s body quivered, his erection bumping against Justin’s ass in response. Once Conner had the last button undone, Brian clutched the collar in his hands and yanked it off Justin’s shoulders as well.
Justin’s mind began reeling… two strong men on either side of him, undressing him together as if he was a gift to both. He sighed at his thoughts and needing to once again play with something with his tongue, he lifted his head, freeing his hair from Conner’s clutch and attacked Brian’s mouth. Even though they had agreed that Conner’s was not off limits, it was habit for Justin to want Brian and it never occurred to him that the mouth that was actually closest to his was there for the taking. Kissing Brian was what was natural and since Justin was barely thinking, simply acting on impulse, Brian’s mouth was the one his sought out. His tongue twisted and spun around Brian’s as comic book images flashed across his closed eyes… JT being ass-fucked by Rage, “defender of queers”, and face-fucked by his alter ego, “cold-hearted ad exec”, at the same time.
He felt fingers fumbling with the hook of his slacks and excruciatingly slowly pulling at the zipper. Warm lips kissed down his spine and thumbs pressed into his hips just before cool air tickled his ass cheeks as his pants and underwear were pushed down. When teeth nipped on the newly exposed flanks of flesh on his backside, a sighful grunt vibrated from his throat and his body slightly jerked forward, propelling his raging rod to brush against the underside of Brian’s.
The sudden touch jolted through Brian’s body and he stepped back, withdrawing his tongue from Justin’s mouth. Justin whimpered at the broken contact and opened his eyes, begging for more. “Someone’s got too many clothes on,” Brian explained placing one more tiny kiss on Justin’s swollen lips before hinting for Justin to turn around by a slight nudge on his shoulder.
Justin spun quickly, his hard-on slapping Conner on the cheek before he reached under his arms and pulled him to his feet. Conner stood in front of him and Justin looked up, connecting their gaze. Conner’s lips began to curl upward as he leaned down for a kiss. When his mouth was mere centimeters away from their target, Justin tilted his head back onto Brian’s shoulder, and Conner’s grinning lips landed on his Adam’s apple. Justin inhaled sharply as Conner’s wet tongue traced a circle around the wobbling nodule.
Brian’s hand graced Justin’s face and cupped his chin, holding it up and against his chest to give Conner access. He maneuvered his thumb into Justin’s mouth and Justin immediately latched on, sucking it greedily like a baby does a bottle. Brian pushed his thumb in further, wishing it was his cock that was getting such treatment. The more Conner sucked Justin’s neck, the more Justin slurped and sucked Brian’s thumb. As good as it felt, other parts of his body needed attention, the overwhelming urge to move along gripped Brian’s groin and he couldn’t take it anymore. He withdrew his hand and Justin instinctively lifted his head, pushing Conner back at the same time.
Justin met Conner’s eyes, reached for Conner’s buttons and started to unbutton them, one at a time. Holding Conner’s attention he spun them around, placing Conner in the middle, his ass up against Brian’s cock. Justin suppressed a grin as his eyes darted back and forth from Conner to Brian. He knew what was coming next and he hoped Conner didn’t freak out. Once all the buttons were undone he eased the shirt off and glanced down at Conner’s well-toned and flexed pecs. He wiggled his eyebrows at Brian and leaned in, kissing Conner’s muscled chest.
Brian rimmed Conner like he’d never been rimmed before and that coupled with Justin’s talent of giving the most gratifying oral stimulation he’d ever felt had Conner teetering on the edge of pure delirium. He barely noticed when Brian pushed on one leg at the same time that Justin pushed on the other. Their synchronization was so natural that it scarcely registered at all. All he knew was, there were gentle nudges on his legs and he was suddenly widening his stance.
Delirium turned to euphoria quickly after his legs were further apart. Justin pulled off his cock, dragging his tongue down the underside of his staff. Brian withdrew from his ass, dragging his tongue down his soft pliable perineum. Dual tongues trailed their route with wetness and hot breaths and Conner gasped and swayed, tightening his hold on their hair. Then the euphoria… he felt nibbling and nipping on his balls from both sides and he lifted up on the balls of his feet, his body begging for more. “Oh fuck!” he cried out.
Brian and Justin worked their way down his dangling balls, massaging them with their tongues until they found each other’s mouth and came together in an unexpected kiss, unable to be that close to one another and not take advantage of the opportunity to mash their mouths together, to do what they so much loved to do. They kissed and kissed under Conner’s legs while their noses jostled his sac. Justin’s forehead inadvertently stroking the underside of Conner’s shaft. A drip of pre-cum falling into Justin’s hair. Conner had never felt anything like this before, he wanted to scream and even though his calves were built from rigorous workouts, they started quivering, straining from the weight of his body and being up on his toes. He whimpered from the burn, needing to give in to it but desperately not wanting to. Unable to hold it any longer, he flattened his feet with a grunt and the sudden height change broke the kiss going on underneath him.
Brian bit Conner’s ass in retaliation, making him jerk and grunt again then whispered to Justin that it was time to get the supplies. At the same time, they swatted Conner’s hands to release the grip on their hair. Conner would’ve laughed - this was almost getting freaky now - had he not been in such a state of intense covetous for them to give him more.
While Justin retrieved the needed items, Brian swirled his tongue over Conner’s quivering hole a few more times, then pushed in, bringing all of Conner’s thoughts directly to his asshole, making him think about the inevitable. Brian stood up, the peculiar taste and unique smell of Conner still on his lips and tongue, gripped Conner’s hips, pulled them back sharply, crashing Conner’s ass against his hard and dripping cock. He positioned his cock at Conner’s hole, his chin on Conner’s shoulder and turned Conner’s his face to the side, their lips just a hair’s width apart. Brian snaked his tongue out, licked across Conner’s lips and left the taste of him behind. “Taste yourself,” Brian told him and Conner hesitated.
Hearing Brian’s command, Justin looked up and had to fight the overwhelming tingling in his balls to shoot his load just from watching and listening Brian tease and taunt Conner. It was fucking hot and he loved it.
“Do it,” Brian ordered him again and after a few more seconds of uncertainty, Conner did. Dragging his tongue over his own lips with a small whimper. “You like that?” Brian teased with a hoarse whisper. Conner didn’t answer, he didn’t need to. Brian knew, Conner knew and Justin knew… at this point in the game, Conner would have done anything Brian told him to. They were all so achingly hard, they could feel the sex in the air.
Brian pushed his tongue out again and slowly dragged it along Conner’s jaw line to his ear. “I’m going to fuck you like Rage fucks JT.” Brian’s voice was decisive yet raw, dominating yet needy.
Conner wasn’t used to this and never thought he’d be this turned on at the prospect of being fucked but here he was, his body overwhelmingly yearning for what his mind had been denying it. He heard himself gasp, felt his ass twitch and his dick bounce.
“You ready for that?” Brian rasped.
Conner’s mind was fearful and nervous but his head nodded and his hips bucked against Brian… all on their own. He squeezed his eyes shut and wondered if he even had control of his own body anymore. It certainly seemed to be acting as a separate entity every time Brian touched him or talked to him.
“Take notes and pay attention.”
His head nodded again. He wanted to smack himself for being such a sniveling slut, but he couldn’t seem to make his arm move and he couldn’t seem to talk. Brian pushed on his back and he bent over willingly with a “Hrmpf”. His arms caught his descent (odd that they seemed to work fine now) and his palms flattened against the mattress of the bed. His hips rolled and wriggled against Brian’s cock then finally his mind began to catch up with his body. Never in his life had he wanted someone’s dick up his ass so badly, but all he could think about, all he could focus on was getting fucked, and getting fucked hard, by this Brian, this person who had inspired the creation of the very next character he’d be acting as. Things like this just didn’t happen.
Soliciting want and need was what Brian did best. That was what he was trying to show Conner. And it was working. Justin watched Conner’s body react and his reacted in the same way. He had certainly been on the receiving end of that play before and knew exactly how Conner was feeling.
Conner moved his hips again and felt the smoothness of a cock head bump against his aching hole, a loud moan reverberated in his ears and he knew it was his. Oh how badly he wanted to beg for more, but he just couldn’t bring himself to give Brian that much power. It didn’t matter though, it was already too late. A quiet chuckle echoed from above.
“Easy,” Brian smirked at achieving his goal. As if he had a doubt. He backed up a step and rubbed Conner’s back with one hand and his winking hole with the other. He was still slick with Brian’s spit from the rimming and Brian used it to sooth and relax him. He knew this may not have been Conner’s first time but it was obviously not something that happened very often, despite his current state of practically begging for it.
Justin returned, ripped the packet open and kissed Brian again as he sheathed Brian’s dick. They pulled apart, both grinning at each other. Justin stroked Brian a couple of times then released him, squirted lube onto his fingers and Conner’s ass then slid his fingers inside the warm heat, stretching him, relaxing him, preparing him for what was to come. Brian kneaded the toned flesh of Conner’s butt, Justin greased him up, getting him ready and they kissed, their tongues dancing in rhythm with their hands until they heard a begging moan and felt Conner writhing about.
Brian gripped Conner’s hips steadfast and Justin withdrew his fingers. Conner hissed against the emptiness so Justin rubbed his back with his other hand to calm him. He wrapped his lubed fingers around the base of Brian’s dick and guided it to the entrance. Holding Conner’s head firmly against the mattress, Justin stuck the tip of his index finger inside his ass, lifted it up and Brian squeezed in underneath it, popping the wide head through the outer ring.
“Holy fuck!” Conner cried out at the initial pinch. Justin removed his finger and the elasticity of Conner’s muscles snapped shut around the remaining intruder sending a sudden surge coursing through his body. He relished the feeling, strange and bizarre yet utterly electrifying at same time.
Justin stepped back and stroked himself as he watched Brian’s cock disappear into Conner’s ass then emerge to only sink in again, deeper each time. He watched Conner’s face mold into sheer ecstasy. Watched Brian’s hips pivot with purpose. Watched Brian’s face loosen, his mouth open, his head back, his eyes closed. Watched as they fucked and it seemed vaguely familiar. Thoughts and images flashed in his brain and his hand stopped stroking. This was Brian fucking Rage. More images and he scrunched his face, his eyebrows furrowing. This was not supposed to happen. He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his palms to erase the memories.
Brian sensed the tension mounting in the room and worried as to where it was coming from, he stalled his hips and opened his eyes. He caught Justin with his hands over his eyes and his dick no longer standing at attention but bending over like a dying flower… he wondered what the hell was going on. Conner pushed back but Brian didn’t reciprocate the movement, he looked over his shoulder and found Brian looking off to the side, seemingly deep in thought. He bucked his hips again. “Hey!” he snapped.
“Stop!” he ordered, grabbing Conner’s hips and impelling him again. Conner dropped his head back into the mattress like a punished child. “Justin, come over here,” Brian said softly, holding his hand out.
Justin approached him and as soon as he was within arm’s length, Brian tunneled his hand through his hair, settled it on the back of his neck and pulled close, kissing him lovingly to let him know that he was right there and that he knew. “You wanna stop?” he asked still holding Justin’s neck and caressing the soft new hairs.
Justin shifted his eyes from Brian to Conner then back to Brian and shook his head.
“Okay then.” Brian yanked him closer and kissed him again to get Justin back in the game. Soft then hard then frenzied. Once Justin started practically eating his tongue and he felt a returning hardness bump his leg, he knew Justin was coming back. To instigate and provoke that animalistic drive that he knew Justin had from time to time, he pushed him away abruptly, bent over, wrapped his arms around Conner’s chest and picked him up as if he was a limp rag doll. He held Conner close to him, pistoned his hips, jabbing into him, forcing him to groan uncontrollably.
Conner grabbed Brian’s thighs and held on. His head rested against Brian’s shoulder. Brian rocked in and out of him and pinched and twisted his erect nipples. He moaned with jagged breaths, the sharp, savage stings jolting his groin. His big, hard boner pointed outward and swayed tauntingly with every thrust and he secretly thanked God that the night wasn’t going to end just yet, figuring that whatever had just happened had passed quickly.
Justin licked his lips and stroked himself as he glanced at the bobbing hardness. Brian watched him then nudged him around in front of them. Justin never took his eyes off Conner’s dick as he repositioned himself. With one arm still secured around Conner’s chest torturing his tight buds, Brian’s other hand encircled Conner’s cock, stroked it, holding it up and pointing it at Justin’s ravenous mouth.
“He’s got a big, beautiful cock, doesn’t he, Justin?” Brian taunted him, stroking it suggestively.
“Yes,” Justin hissed and licked his lips again, his mouth watering for a taste.
“Long and thick,” he teased. “You like big dicks, don’t you?”
“God, yessss,” Justin hissed again. His own pull and tug sped up as he jacked off more roughly and Brian followed suit, pumping his hand harshly on Conner’s dick, more determined than ever to provoke Justin.
“Fuck!” Conner gasped, digging his nails into Brian’s thighs.
Continuing to pummel Conner from behind as well as the front, Brian ignored him and maintained his focus on Justin. “You like this one, don’t you?”
The tone of Brian’s voice was seeking a reaction, Justin looked up and met Brian’s eyes trying to read his expression but got nothing.
“You want this one, don’t you?” Brian pressed, looking at him pointedly.
Justin’s eyes darted back and forth. He knew what Brian was doing but he couldn’t bring himself to answer. His eyes pleaded for Brian to stop it. It was a game. He remained silent but he still was craving that cock in front of him and Brian kept waving it about, teasing him.
“God, Justin, take it,” Conner broke the silence, begging to have Justin’s mouth on it again. Brian plunged his cock deeper into Conner’s ass and covered his mouth with his hand to quiet him. Conner whimpered a groan and Brian had to suppress a grin that Conner was turned on by it. It was supposed to have been a punishment not a reward. He rolled his eyes and refocused on Justin.
“Answer me,” he insisted.
Justin’s breathing intensified and swooshed out his nose like a charging bull. He could play this game, better than Brian could actually, and he glared right back at those intense hazel eyes. He smacked Brian’s hand off Conner’s mouth, stood up on his toes… “Yes, I want it,” he answered… grabbed Conner’s face in his hands and kissed him. Kissed him hard. Invading his mouth with strong vicious thrusts of his tongue and pulling back, kissing open mouthed, their swirling tongues clearly visible. Conner panted in Justin’s face and Justin swallowed the extra air hungrily, alternating the kiss between deep voracious lip-locks and open tongue battling. During the last intense closed mouth kiss, Justin opened his eyes. He and Brian stared at each other and Justin deepened it even more, pointing his tongue and searching for the back of Conner’s throat.
Brian’s dick throbbed in Conner’s ass as he watched Justin kiss another man. It was hot and carnal and sexually stimulating, just like he knew it would be and he thought that he might cum right then if he didn’t get control of himself. It was only kissing. Even though it was more to them as a couple, it was still just part of sex as he’d told Justin so it shouldn’t have had that effect on him, but it did. He’d only seen Justin kissing someone else a few times and he remembered it being hot and sexy, or was it. Maybe it had made him twinge with jealousy. Just a little bit. Nah, he didn’t do jealous. He kept watching and… suddenly his chest tightened. The last time that he’d seen this very thing, it hadn’t been just sex, it had meant something.
Justin blinked and deepened the kiss again.
Unaware of Rage’s inner battle with the angry green giant, Conner’s voice emanated a low rumble and he kissed Justin back with the same want and need. When Justin’s own vocal chords began vibrating and sending out their own sounds of pleasure, Brian couldn’t take anymore… he forgot all about the ass he was fucking, grabbed Justin’s hair, pulled him off of Conner’s mouth and took him himself. He kissed Justin over Conner’s shoulder, passionately and fiercely and with intense meaning. Frantic to get inside and stay there, he pushed his tongue deep into Justin’s mouth. Justin looped one arm around Conner’s neck, trapping it inside the crook of his elbow as he grabbed Brian’s face in return. Justin kissed him back with the same vigor but Brian dominated the kiss until he felt Justin’s body go limp indicating his knees were ready to buckle underneath him.
Once Brian was satisfied that he’d kissed Justin better than Conner had and his lips had reclaimed their place in Justin’s life, Brian pulled away from the kiss abruptly leaving Justin heavy-lidded and slack-jawed and his body slumped against Conner’s chest as he panted to catch his breath. He looked down at Justin’s swollen lips and part of him wanted to kiss them again, softer and lovingly, but the part of him that stood proud and tall with his foot on the chest of the defeated monster couldn’t help but smile that he’d won.
Justin opened his eyes when he felt the smoothness of hot skin and the searing warmth of hot fluid skate across his leg. He looked down and saw the gorgeous dick that had started the whole silly game, and he couldn’t help but still want it… he really did. He looked back at Brian, his eyes pleading.
“Suck him off,” Brian demanded, giving him what he wanted in the guise of barking orders.
Justin crawled onto the bed on his hands and knees just as Brian whispered into Conner’s ear, “Enjoy it because you won’t be getting it again.”
Conner sighed at Brian’s message but when Justin engulfed his cock at the same Brian bit down on his ear lobe and thrust into him deeper, his sigh quickly turned into a moan. Their fucking timing was turning him on more than he recollected ever being before. He gasped out loud, digging his fingers into Justin’s hair and grasping Brian’s ass with the other to pull him closer and deeper. He fought with everything he had to not shoot down Justin’s throat right away and humiliate himself.
Brian’s mouth worked its way down from his ear to his neck and ravished it with all that he had. He gripped Conner’s hips and bent his knees out slightly, angling his dick upward and a little off-center. Conner followed suit, widening his stance, positioning himself lower to accommodate their equal heights and Brian’s aim turned downward again, sending massive jolts through his body as his prostate was nudged and jabbed with every thrust.
Having more room, their balls slapped together and swayed erratically underneath them until Justin grabbed them, fondled them then locked his fingers tightly around their scrotums, tugging and pulling them lightly as one, helping to stage off any impending orgasms.
All of Conner’s senses were heightened by the sight in front of him. Justin’s face ravaging his dick, his smooth, long back out in front dipped down, arched inward, his ample, beautiful butt sticking up and wiggling about, presumably humping some imaginary object. An object that Conner felt the need to provide. He had to touch him. Feel him. Give him something that it appeared to be craving for. He leaned forward, giving his ass more to Brian behind him and inadvertently pulling away from Justin’s mouth. Justin lunged forward to cover the distance as if nothing had happened. Conner trailed his fingers down Justin’s back, smoothing them over the curvature of his ass then back up his spine. Justin’s back arched up following the sensual touch.
Conner moved his fingers along the side of Justin’s cheek and pushed them into Justin’s mouth along side his cock. Justin pulled off the throbbing member and sucked the fingers. Looking up at Conner, he gave him permission to do what he intended to do with them once he got them slicked up and wet. As soon as they were removed from his mouth, Justin went right back to task on Conner’s pulsing and neglected dick. Conner leaned over, stretching and reaching, not touching until he was right on target. One at first and Justin pushed back on it, wanting it deeper, tightening the suction in his mouth, pulling Conner’s dick into his throat and constricting his muscles around it, still kneading the joint balls in his hand, re-gripping scrotums and keeping them from drawing up. Brian held still and watched, placed his hands on Conner’s shoulders and waited for perfect timing. Conner’s finger lunged, Justin’s throat swallowed and his hips bucked. Brian synchronized with them. For every action Conner did to Justin’s ass, there was a reaction by Justin in the blowjob and reciprocal action by Brian to his ass.
It was almost a game. One finger replaced by two, still slick and wet, pumping in and out… in and out. An ass bucked harder backward. A dick plunged harder forward. A mouth gobbled hungrier on head and shaft. A skilled hand fondled intermittently on four sensitive balls. Grunts and groans echoed through the tiny guesthouse.
Conner was the first to crack and couldn’t take it anymore, he needed more, wanted more of Justin. That beautiful body moving and bucking and writhing about on all fours. He wanted what was underneath, hidden away, untouched and ignored. He withdrew his hand without warning and grabbed Justin’s ankles. Surprised by the break in rhythm, Justin released his hold on Conner and whimpered at the emptiness.
Conner didn’t waste anytime explaining his action… he flipped Justin over in one dominating swoop and was rewarded with an appreciative groan. It was times like that when Justin secretly loved being smaller in size. There was something about being manhandled, from time to time, that turned him on immensely and he showed his appreciation immediately by scooting to the edge of the bed, hanging his head over the side and sucking Conner’s dick back into his mouth. The new angle opened Justin’s throat and the large up-turned cock slid back into the deep recesses… his bulbous head constricted snugly by Justin’s pillowy throat.
Conner bent over to get at Justin’s so far neglected cock, but Brian pulled him back by the shoulders before he could reach his goal. Conner sighed, afraid he was going to be denied access to it.
Brian grabbed his face and tilted it, his mouth expelling hot breath against his ear. “You want his dick in your mouth?” Brian asked, sliding his thumb into Conner’s mouth for a sample of his talent. Conner nodded his response, swirling his tongue around the appendage. Justin grunted at Brian’s question, planted his feet and lifted his hips, pumping his dick in the air and getting Brian’s attention. Brian saw it and smirked. “I think he wants it. What do you think?”
Conner nodded again. Brian released him, pushed him down as he said, “Don’t let him cum. I’ve got plans for his cock and he needs to be hard.” Justin groaned knowing he’d have to hold back. Not an easy task when you’re so into what’s happening. He knew it would be very hard to do. And when Conner’s warm mouth engulfed him, he whimpered at the strain to not explode right then and there.
Oddly enough, Brian wasn’t so in control. Justin’s whimper sent a spark straight to his dick. His spine tingled and his balls fought to tighten and draw up inside Justin’s clutched hand. He couldn’t hold back, he had to let it go… he grabbed Conner’s hips and thrust one more time – just in time - hard and deep as he reached between them, wrapped his hand around Justin’s that was still around his and Conner’s balls and squeezed and pulled with him, massaging his balls into eruption. He buried his forehead into the back of Conner’s neck, bit into his shoulder blade and came with intense force. He growled and grunted through it, his dick pulsated in Conner’s ass as it pumped his juices into the condom and it set off a chain reaction... Conner felt it inside and moaned, his rumbling vocal chords vibrated around Justin’s dick, making him moan and return the same vibrating stimulation right back to Conner. The rumbles shot up through Conner’s dick and shook his anal walls, vibrating them against Brian’s orgasming cock.
Brian had been the only one to get off yet all three of them experienced it together. It was so good.
After Brian got himself together, he turned his attention to Conner and Justin. He pulled Justin’s hand off their coupled balls, pulled his weakening dick out of Conner’s ass and pulled off the condom, tying it up and tossing it to the floor. He knelt down beside Conner, gripped his balls with one hand, gently tugging and milking them. Two fingers of the other hand slipped in his still open hole to keep his muscles loose and relaxed while he squeezed his ass cheeks with his palm, thumb and remaining fingers. He pushed in and withdrew his buried fingers at the same rate and rhythm that Conner had set fucking Justin’s mouth.
He watched as Conner’s massive cock slipped in and out of Justin’s mouth. Watched Justin’s cheeks draw in and out as he sucked. It was so hot. Brian licked his puffing cheek and whispered, “Make him cum, Justin. Show him how good you are.”
Permission granted to finish Conner off, Justin picked up speed and sucked with determination. Conner’s scrotum fought in Brian’s hand, signaling the impending reaction… “Now,” he told Justin. He shoved the entire length of his fingers, knuckle deep, up Conner’s ass and set him off. Conner grabbed Brian’s head and held on as his orgasm poured out of his body and into Justin’s mouth. Brian watched Justin’s Adam’s apple bobble as he swallowed Conner’s cum and waited for Conner’s body to pump out the last drop. As soon as Conner’s tangled fingers quit pulling his hair, Brian yanked his fingers out, pushed Conner over a step, grabbed Justin’s head in both hands, held it up since it was hanging off the bed and kissed him… darting his tongue inside to share the taste of Conner. Justin deepened the kiss, moaned hungrily and Brian knew he was about to get off… Conner was fast at work on him to return the favor and Justin couldn’t fight it. Hell, he didn’t want to anymore, no matter what Brian wanted. He wanted to cum.
Brian broke the kiss and jerked away, trying to push Conner off Justin’s dick. “No, Justin. Stop it.” Justin arched up, shoving his dick deeper into Conner’s mouth. “Shit!” Brian yelled still fighting Conner, who was latched on too tightly for Brian to be forceful without hurting Justin.
Justin came with a vengeance unable to hold it off. Conner swallowed it all and with one last shove from Brian, rolled to the side gasping for air and panting. Brian hurriedly turned himself around and crawled on top of Justin, took both of their dicks in his hand and stroked them together. “Stay with us,” Brian coaxed then pressed his lips to Justin’s, kissing him passionately.
Conner turned his head and watched, wondering what the hell Brian was trying to do.
Brian kissed Justin deep and hungrily so he wouldn’t calm down. Justin squirmed at the sensitivity on his cock but Brian didn’t let him go, he kept enticing him, kept working on him. Conner rolled to his side and propped himself up on his elbow, watching them closer and admiring the fact that Brian knew what to do to get Justin geared up again so quickly. He stroked Brian’s back and ass to encourage him, still wanting to be a part of what was going on.
Justin started to relax, his cries became moans. Brian broke the kiss, leaned his forehead against Justin’s and they smiled and panted into each other’s face.
“Okay?” Brian asked, still stroking their dicks to hardness.
“Uh-huh,” Justin responded.
“Impatient little shit,” Brian chastised him with a grin.
“I couldn’t help it,” Justin replied meekly. Conner turned around and laid back down so his head was at the same end as Brian and Justin.
“Couldn’t help it, huh?”
“Uh-uh,” Justin shook his head. Brian kissed Justin again then pulled back with a smirk.
“I think somebody needs to be punished for not following instructions.” Justin nodded, agreeing with Brian.
Conner grinned thinking they were going to punish Justin but Justin and Brian knew better. Brian told Conner to not let Justin get off, he should have stopped… but he didn’t. He would have to be punished. Justin grinned and he and Brian turned their heads at the same time to ominously stare at Conner. He gulped and raised his eyebrows realizing they were talking about him.
“I think a spanking is in order Brian, don’t you?”
“Sounds good to me. What about you, Con?”
Brian rolled off Justin and reached for a condom. Justin got up, pushed Conner down face first and straddled his thighs.
“Ugh,” Conner grunted as his face hit the mattress. His body stiffened in anticipation.
“Come on Con, relax, I won’t hurt you…” Justin teased then leaned right next to his ear and added, “…too bad.”
“Oh fuck,” Conner gasped, the excitement swirling around in his brain.
“Um, yeah. That too,” Justin said with a smirk then he whacked his ass with a stinging slap. Conner bucked at the burn, almost throwing Justin off him. Justin clamped his thighs together to hold on. “No! You take it like a man or Brian’ll have to hold you down.” Justin’s voice was harsh and domineering, a direct contrast to the boy that he’d so easily flipped over and maneuvered earlier. The game had definitely switched gears.
Conner gritted his teeth. He was gonna take it alright. The last thing he wanted was for Brian, or Justin for the matter, to think he couldn’t take what they were dishing out. “Go for it,” he demanded.
Justin sat back up, scooted down, tightening his thighs around Conner’s knees and rubbing away the dulling sting from the previous slap. Conner relaxed, hearing the tear of a condom, thinking that was all that Justin was going to subject him too. Of course, he was wrong. Another hard whack landed right on the meaty flesh. He grunted with surprise. Then another whack on the other side. He bit his lip to keep from shouting.
Justin marveled at the handprints rapidly appearing and he wanted more. Two more whacks came down fast and furious. The stings burned Justin’s hands and his ass tingled with the memories of being on the receiving end of what he was administering. He brought them to his mouth and coated them with spit to heighten the sensation seemingly unaware of Conner’s tensed body or what Brian was up to until Brian slipped a condom on his cock then kissed him. They pulled away from the kiss smiling at each other as Justin soothed Conner’s stinging ass with his wet hands.
The sound of a second condom wrapper being opened wafted to Conner’s eardrums and he opened his eyes to see Brian rolling it down his own shaft. His eyes shifted and he saw Justin already sporting one. Justin leered back at him with a lustful grin, bent down and bit into his left ass cheek as he slapped the right one again.
“Oh god,” Conner shouted, unable to hold it back any longer. The realization that he was about to be the bottom slice of a Justin sandwich hardened his dick and it pressed into the mattress searching for room to expand even more. With Justin sitting on top of him there was absolutely nothing he could do to accommodate its growing size.
Justin inched forward to make room, Brian got behind him, straddling Conner’s knees. He squirted lube in his hand, greased up Justin’s cock then his own.
Conner heard the sound of the lube splattering out of the tube and was practically relieved that a burn in his ass was about to replace the one on his ass. But not yet. Another slap made contact. It stung and he hissed. He didn’t think he had ever wanted to be fucked so badly before and he never thought that he’d actually be turned on at having his ass tortured.
“You like that?” Justin teased Conner.
Conner nodded, not wanting to be a wimp. He heard another slap, but he didn’t feel it…
Justin yelped, “Hey!”
Brian smirked. “You like that?”
Justin furrowed his eyebrows at Brian as if he’d been betrayed but Brian knew better. He knew that Justin was continuing to spank Conner because Justin loved the tickling sting himself and he kept spanking Conner trying to feel it. It was like it hadn’t registered in his lust-crazed brain that you wouldn’t feel it if it was you spanking someone else. But Brian’s thwack on Justin’s backside seemed to cure him instantly. He didn’t spank Conner again. Good thing, the abused mounds were already bright red.
Justin lifted up on Conner’s hips. Conner struggled to get up as Justin gently licked and caressed both of his cheeks. He felt fingers poking at his hole, slipping inside and back out again but he knew both of Justin’s hands were on his ass. He shivered at the thought and the wet tongue tracing the reddened handprints on his ass.
Fingers retreated then something blunt and slick nudged against the pulsing outer ring. More fingering. A hard nudge. Brian was obviously guiding Justin’s dick inside him and it turned him on even more. That was so fucking hot, Brian and Justin were quite the pair, working together as one, it was like someone with four arms was about to fuck him. Fingers and hands everywhere. All over him. He pushed back and Justin’s breath hitched. Brian swallowed the breath and kissed Justin as he led his cock to Conner’s already relaxed hole. It slid in with ease… slowly, but all the way. Justin closed his eyes and sighed as his dick was enveloped in the cushy warmth.
Not wanting to waste any time moving things along, he leaned slightly forward to expose his own hole and demanded Brian’s attention. “Get me ready Brian.”
Brian smacked his ass again because he was about to do just that. Justin jerked inside Conner from the slap and Conner grunted from the impact.
“Impatient little shit,” Brian barked. “Give me a fucking second.”
“Come on Brian!” Justin pulled out and eased back into Conner for stimulation. Conner ached and reached underneath himself to get his squished cock. Justin spanked him immediately. “Not yet! I’ll tell you when,” he ordered. This was definitely not the sweet Justin that Conner had come to know. This was a dominating sex ringmaster. Similar to how Brian had been earlier. He actually liked it. He did wonder, however, if Justin was able to be that way with Brian or more importantly if JT was that way with Rage. He didn’t remember them being like that in the comic book. In fact, he didn’t recall JT ever topping Rage in the comic book.
Just then Justin’s hips jerked and Conner knew Brian had started working on him. Justin thrust in again, slowly but deeply, staying mostly buried and circling his hips, working his dick in Conner’s ass and his ass on Brian’s fingers.
“Yes! God, yes!” Justin cried out. Brian pushed in, pushing Justin into Conner deeper. “Oh my god,” Justin gasped. “Yes!!!”
“Feel good?”
“You lead.”
Justin nodded and set the pace, not wasting any time getting up to quick movements. Brian pulled him back to him and they kissed as they kept fucking. Conner looked over his shoulder and even though he felt great and even though he had Justin’s dick up his ass he couldn’t help but think that he wasn’t really involved in what was going on. When things started picking up, he felt drips of sweat landing on his back, searing his skin, and Justin’s thighs quivering against the back of his legs, he ached to touch himself. He arched his back and stuck his ass up in the air to relieve the tension on his cock that had been buried into the mattress.
He felt one of Justin’s hands on his back, scratching down his spine, he looked back, Justin’s other hand was up and wrapped around Brian’s neck, pulling him to him. They were still kissing and moaning, tongues waggling in the air from the awkward angle. Conner grunted and groaned and Justin squeezed his cheek with his hand.
“Justin, fuck,” he begged and Justin and Brian broke the kiss. Justin leaned forward over Conner and from the added weight and the muffled “hrmf” from Justin, Conner knew that Brian had followed him and was leaning on Justin. Brian rocked deeper in Justin and took over the lead, pushing Justin into Conner on every in stroke. It got faster and harder and Conner didn’t know if he could keep holding all the weight. He strained to keep his hips up, pushing against Justin with every thrust. His dick rutted against the soft fabric of the comforter and responded to the stimulation but it was cold and impersonal and it was really just aching for some human contact.
He groaned louder, begging, pleading Justin to do something or allow himself to. “Oh guh!” He placed his hands flat on the mattress and tried to push himself up. He felt a hand slide underneath him and wrap around his cock. Finally. Thank god. He sighed a hefty moan. Relief. Three quick tugs and that was it. His toes curled, his thighs flexed, his anal walls clamped down, his eyes slammed shut. “Oh, fuck!” he yelled into the mattress as his body convulsed.
The warm fluid spilling into his hand and the added pressure surrounding his cock sent Justin reeling. His legs tensed and his hand clenched Conner’s pulsating dick harder. “Brian,” he mumbled, trying to inform him that he was about to let go.
Brian reached between him and Justin, fondling their balls together, holding them, tugging them. Their balls drew up and Brian readjusted his grasp. One last squeeze at the top of their scrotums and one last hard thrust from Brian into Justin, pushing them down, his dick deeper into Justin’s ass and Justin’s dick deeper into Conner’s and they both came with dual shout, spilling their semen into the condoms. Justin’s body shook in between his two Rage’s, his orgasm so extremely powerful that the entire bed vibrated.
Brian collapsed first, his sweaty body sliding against Justin’s and going lifeless. Justin relaxed to calm down his heart rate, his added dead weight putting more pressure on Conner’s strong physique. Conner’s hips finally succumbed to the load he was holding up and collapsed back into the mattress. His dick and Justin’s hand getting crushed underneath the three of them – Brian’s hand getting squished between him and Justin.
They were a tangled, sticky mess of sweat, cum and limp limbs. Brian pulled his hand out, squeezed it in between Justin and Conner, took hold of the top of the condom and rolled sideways, pulling Justin out of Conner but keeping himself still buried inside Justin.
Conner gasped at the freedom and flopped over onto his back, his chest heaving, trying to catch his breath. He glanced over at Justin and Brian… they were laying on their sides, spooned together. A look of joy and contentment on Justin’s face. His eyes closed, his cheeks flushed, his hair wet and stuck to his forehead in clumps, his lips pressed together in a gentle grin and little sighs escaping his throat with every deep breath. He always thought Justin was a beautiful man but this particular freshly-fucked look somehow intensified his beauty. He didn’t remember seeing that from Justin when they had been together before.
Brian pulled Justin’s condom off and tied it in front of them, tossed it to the floor, then wrapped his arms around Justin and pulled him close. Justin had never moved as Brian took care of the dirty after sex deed for him. And Conner found that to be beautiful too.
“That was aaaaamazing,” Brian said in between breathy sighs and kissing Justin’s neck just below his ear.
Conner rolled to his side facing Justin and stared and studied and thought. He reached up and ran his fingers down Justin’s cheek and Justin opened his eyes.
“Good?” Justin asked.
“Amazing,” Conner answered using Brian’s same choice of descriptive word. Brian lifted his head, looked at Conner then huffed as his head plopped back down.
Brian pulled his hips a little, reached between them, holding the condom. His bottom arm that was underneath Justin wrapped in front of his neck and he grabbed Justin’s shoulder to hold him steady and Justin knew what was about to happen. His anal muscles had locked flexed after his intense orgasm and were tightly gripping Brian’s shaft like a vice. It was not going to be easy on him for Brian to break free.
“Hang on,” Brian told Justin.
Justin put one hand on Brian’s arm and one on Conner’s, bracing himself. He locked eyes with Conner as Brian slowly pulled out, his fingers dug into their arms, his eyes blinked and his breath gasped at the instant loss. “Fuck,” he growled. His hole instantly started throbbing and aching as it struggled to regain its natural size.
Brian tied that one up just like he’d done with the other and tossed it in the same direction. To help soothe Justin while his body adjusted, he massaged Justin’s ass cheeks vigorously until Justin sighed and closed his eyes again.
The three of them stayed that way, sated and content, for a while. When Justin felt the bed move and Conner’s arm pull away from underneath his hand, he opened his eyes once again to find Conner lying on his back staring at the ceiling. He leaned over, kissed Conner softly on the shoulder then turned over on his other side to face Brian.
They looked into each other’s eyes, reading each other and Justin blinked his happiness. Brian brought his lips to Justin’s and they kissed quietly, slowly making out, hands rubbing and caressing cooling skin.
Conner turned his head to watch their post-coital actions but when he saw their hands disappear between their bodies and reach for each other’s cock, he assumed they were going to go again. It actually excited him. They were being deliberately slow and loving and now that he’d been involved in a wild fuck session with them, he was more than willing to also be a part of a more intense and slow fuck. He needed to be… for the role and all.
He rolled up behind Justin, started kissing his back softly, gracefully tracing light touches across his hips and running his fingers gently along his ass crack. Justin moaned into his touches, his tiny body hairs standing erect, his skin becoming gooseflesh and it felt sooooo good. He deepened the kiss with Brian in reaction.
Brian, still a little possessive and not liking Justin reacting so positively to Conner’s touch, broke from the kiss, leaned his forehead against Justin’s and smiled… “You want to tell your friend that the party’s over, or shall I?”
Justin smirked and stroked Brian’s cock softer, teasing it into fullness. “Hey Conner,” Justin called out.
Conner rested his chin on Justin’s shoulder, looked at Brian lustfully and covered Justin’s hand on Brian’s cock. Moving in time with Justin’s strokes, he and Brian locked gazes. “Yeah,” he answered, taking a soft nibble on the flesh of Justin’s rounded shoulder.
“I’ll see you Monday,” Justin said matter of factly, his forehead still pressed against Brian’s. Still holding Conner’s gaze, Brian tilted his chin up and kissed Justin again.
Conner pulled his hand away and rolled onto his back with a huff. Getting any more from them was obviously going to be an impossibility… he would be on his own with the rest but he figured he had enough insight to improvise whatever else he needed. He just hoped that Rupert would respond accordingly and he made a mental note to try and make sure that they spent some time together away from the set. Brian cleared his throat and Conner took the hint, getting up and reaching for his pants.
As soon as Conner had removed himself from the bed, Brian shifted himself on top of Justin. He kissed his neck, and gently sucked the sensitive spots, Justin moaned and wrapped his arms and legs around Brian tightly. Conner watched them as he got dressed. Justin was in sheer ecstasy, his head tilted back, giving Brian access to his throat as his hands danced delicately over Brian’s ass.
Sensing that he was being watched, Justin looked over at Conner as Brian continued to kiss his chest and tease his nipples with a pointed tongue. “We had a great time. Thanks,” Justin said in a raspy voice. His breath already becoming jagged.
Conner laughed. “Yeah, same here. You guys are something else,” he admitted, shaking his head as he slipped his shoes on.
Brian snickered and bit Justin’s side making him laugh. “Yes,” he squealed as Brian tickled him again with another bite. “We are. Shane will drive you back to your c-ar,” Justin said, gasping on the last word, trying to fight off Brian’s version of torture.
Brian grabbed his wrists, brought them over his head and held him down, continuing to nip at his sides. Brian knew all of Justin’s weakest spots and was making sure to hit every one of them. Justin bucked and writhed to make him quit.
“Stop! Stop! Or I’m going to ask Conner to stay and help me get even!”
Well that did it. Brian stopped immediately and sat up straddling Justin’s thighs. He definitely didn’t want Conner to stay. As Justin panted for oxygen, Conner laughed and slipped his jacket on.
“Later, Con,” Brian said dripping with sarcasm, smiling wickedly at Conner. Then he turned a threateningly quirked eyebrow at Justin.
Justin’s eyes went wide. “I think he better stay,” he mumbled. Brian pinched him. “Okay, okay,” Justin gave in. “See ya, Con!” And Brian’s smile returned.
“Yeah, later guys.” Conner left, grinning and shaking his head. It was unbelievable that they were going to go at it once again. They were insatiable, that’s for sure.
Once the door was shut, Brian leaned over, grabbed the lube and another condom. “I’m leaving tomorrow,” he said calmly.
“I know,” Justin whispered, his sadness evident in his voice. He reached up and touched Brian’s face. He didn’t want him to go. It felt like he’d just got there. One weekend just wasn’t enough time, he didn’t think. He tried to fight against getting emotional, but the lump in his throat was quite persistent and seemed to be putting so much pressure on his eyes that they threatened to water. He blinked a few times, holding each one closed a little longer to gain control.
Brian knew and while he felt the same way, that wasn’t what he wanted them to experience right then. There was one more thing he needed before he went back to Pittsburgh, alone, without Justin. He leaned over, pressed his lips against Justin’s and kissed him, invading Justin’s mouth with his tongue. Soft at first then more hungered and intense. When he felt Justin harden underneath him and his cock head bump against his ass, he broke their tongue entanglement and licked a wet trail with his tongue across Justin’s jaw to his ear. “You better make this good,” he breathed.
Justin shivered from the words and the hot breath on his neck. “Oh, god.” He gulped in anticipation of what Brian was about to say.
“It’s gotta last me three more months,” Brian added matter of factly as he pushed the lube and condom into Justin’s hand.
“Okay,” Justin agreed, willing to give Brian whatever he needed and trying desperately not to make a big deal out of it. He pivoted his hips making his dick nudge against Brian’s backside. He swallowed the gasp that was creeping up his body from the touch.
Appreciating Justin’s efforts to understand what he needed, Brian covered his mouth again for another kiss. This time, the kiss was more passionate, more urgent, more needy. Brian rolled them over and Justin took it from there.
