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Title: Boys and Their Toys Part 2
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chaps1870
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Toys
Disclaimer: No infringement intended. Just playing.
A/N If you're looking for a plot, don't bother. It's still just sex.:) This is for my betamisty4me she knows why! ;)
Part 2
Finishing earlier than planned, Rodney headed to the infirmary, his now sterilized toys in hand. Well in his pack actually, it wouldn’t look too good walking the halls of Atlantis with rubber dick in his hand. This was a secret even the Genii would not get out of him. Entering the infirmary, he was told Carson was in his office. Not bothering to knock, he walked in to find John on his knees sucking Carson’s brains out his dick if the look on the doctor’s face was any indication.
“You couldn’t wait ten minutes?” said Rodney with annoyance.
John rolled his eyes toward Rodney but didn’t pause in his actions. He gave a muffled reply, “Mmm mmm.”
Carson’s eyes were closed, blissfully unaware of anything but his cock in Sheppard’s mouth. Dropping his pack, Rodney rummaged through it for a couple seconds before slipping behind Carson. Holding out one hand, his other roamed Carson’s ass as he muttered, “Lube.”
Fumbling blindly around on the floor, John finally handed it to him. Carson just moaned. Slicking up a couple of fingers, Rodney eased the first one in, carefully avoiding Carson’s prostate for the moment. Hands clenched into fists, Carson groaned and tried to push Rodney’s finger deeper, hoping to find that pleasure spot, but Rodney withdrew his finger and added another, twisting and scissoring them, opening Carson further.
Nudging John with his foot, Rodney got his attention and showing him the toy in his hand he motioned for him to take over finger fucking Carson, freeing up his hands to implement his plan. John’s hands caressed Carson’s thighs and with a gentle push, the doctor widened his stance. Slipping his fingers free, Rodney watched John’s take his place, Carson none the wiser. He was panting heavily, needing release, but John had slowed down the pace, keeping Carson on the edge but not letting him go over as he sucked and finger fucked the doctor.
Rodney worked quickly, knowing it was getting to the point where Carson wouldn’t need stimulation to come, it would happen with or without their help. Using the lube, he generously covered the toy in his hand and gripped the first bead between his fingers. Guiding it to Carson’s ass he nudged John, giving him a heads up. John wasn’t stupid, he used his free hand to grip the base of Carson’s shaft to keep him from driving his cock down his throat when Rodney inserted the string of beads.
Carson whimpered when John removed his fingers from his ass, but Rodney moved fast and the first bead pushed past the tight ring of muscle. Carson cried out at the abrupt penetration of something foreign, more from pleasure than pain. John gripped his erection, keeping him from coming and stood up, his free arm wrapping around the doctor as his knees buckled. His breath coming in deep gasps, Carson’s head rested on John’s shoulder. He was trembling by the time Rodney pushed in the second bead and he pleaded with Sheppard, who was still holding his cock in a tight grip. “Let me come.”
“Shhh…not yet…soon,” whispered John, holding him close as he leaned over his shoulder to watch Rodney insert the two final beads in quick succession.
Jerking in John’s arms, Carson cried out, “What…what…are…you…”
Rodney nodded to John that it was done and he slowly released his hold on Carson’s leaking erection. John caressed the hard flesh in long, slow strokes. “Beads.”
“Oh lord.” Carson’s breath hitched and he thrust into John’s hand. The beads in his ass shifted, brushing his prostate and he groaned. His thrusts turned frantic, the beads working him to a frenzy and he grabbed for his cock, covering John’s hand with his own, thrusting faster and harder.
It was the beginning of the end and his body tensed as his balls drew up tightly and the burn started at the base of his shaft. Rodney took that moment to pull on the string of beads just enough to tease his entrance and released them. As they slammed back into his ass, Carson screamed, and came hard. "Aw crap!"
Only John and Rodney holding him in a tight embrace kept him from collapsing as his nerve endings lit up and he exploded, shooting stream after stream of thick ejaculate between himself and John. His body shook in the aftermath and hot tears gathered against his will from the power of his orgasm. He didn’t bother trying to stand up anymore, and let his lovers carry him to the couch where he fell in a heap, still breathing heavily. The beads in his ass still teased him and his body would jerk uncontrollably as a twinge of pleasure shot to his groin. His dick didn’t even twitch, but the ecstasy lingered.
He was quite content to just lie there, half dressed, enjoying the sensations. Rodney and John apparently had other ideas because after several moments they were dressing him and helping him to his feet. Standing up, he could feel the beads caressing his insides and he swayed on his feet.
John supported him with an arm around his waist and Rodney leaned in, nuzzling that sensitive spot under his ear. “Room.”
Carson sputtered, “Dear god, Rodney, do ya know what they’re doin’ to me?”
Evil fucker that he was, Rodney grinned, “Of course I do. That’s why I picked them out just for you.”
Reaching for Carson’s lab coat, John helped with it. “Here. Put this on, it’ll hide the worst of it.”
Jerking it out of John’s hand, Carson closed his eyes tight and bit back a moan as the beads rolled around, sending a shiver up his spine and a jolt of pleasure to his groin. “I hate you both.” He let them help him with his coat.
Snorting, they answered in unison, “No you don’t.”
Carson pulled his coat tightly around himself and stalked to the door, only to stop abruptly to lean heavily into the wall. His ass was tingling with pleasure and the signal to his groin was strong enough to get his attention, but he was still too soft to manage more than a twitch. He sighed, “Oh god, I’m not goin’ to make it.”
He did make it through the infirmary without embarrassing himself, but only because his lab coat hid his rising erection. A normal gait was almost impossible with beads dancing in his ass and once clear of the infirmary, he had to slow down or risk coming in his pants. Rodney and John bantered back and forth as they walked while Carson simply tried to stay upright and not focus on the wonderful sensations sparking from his ass.
“I told you a couple of toys, Rodney. Where did the beads come from?”
“My pack,” quipped McKay.
“Wise ass.”
Rodney rolled his eyes, “Oh please, again I note that no one is complaining.” He nudged Carson, “You complaining, Carson?”
Carson shook his head vehemently, “Uh uh.” He kept walking, resisting the urge to duck into the nearest room and jerk himself hard and fast until the ache went away. Glad the transporter was only steps away, he slumped against the wall, letting it hold him up as he readjusted his erection.
“How you doing, Doc?” asked Sheppard, leaning lazily against the opposite wall, a mischievous eyebrow raised.
“I’ve got beads in my arse. How do you think I’m doing?”
One look from Carson and John pointed at Rodney, “His idea, not mine.”
Glaring at John, Rodney sneered, “That is so juvenile.”
Not moving, Carson was able to regain some of his composure, “And where did you find beads, Rodney? I know you didn’t pack them from Earth or we’d have seen them by now.”
“Seems the Ancients believed in pleasuring the body as much as the mind.” Rodney’s eyes glazed over thinking about it. “We found where they kept their toys. Wait ‘til you see all the stuff. A whole room all to ourselves. The possibilities are endless.”
Carson groaned and turned his head enough to knock his forehead onto the wall a time or two in frustration. “Oh god.”
Rodney reached into his pack and pulled out the dildo, “Look, Carson.”
Frowning, John took it from Rodney, “Wasn’t this bigger? Did you pilfer more than one?”
“No, no. That’s what’s so fascinating about it. It’s the same one. You can actually make it smaller or larger, just by thinking it. Which is really cool when you think about it. You start out small, which would make penetration so much easier and slowly think it bigger so you can adjust along the way.”
Raising an eyebrow, John flashed him a lop-sided smile. “Cool.” He concentrated on the object in his hand and watched as it expanded.
Carson’s eyes widened and Rodney’s eyes drifted from oversized dildo to John’s crotch, “Guess you really are descended from Ancients.”
Wincing suddenly, Rodney lifted one leg slightly and adjusting himself, sighed. Carson and John were eyeing him strangely. He answered sheepishly, “What? The cock ring was pinching my nut.”
The next thing he knew, Carson him pinned face-first into the wall, his hands as frantic as John’s had been earlier. Rodney swallowed hard and squeaked, “Do I have a fuck-Rodney-into-the-wall sign on me or what?”
“Yes.” Carson pressed into his back and growled in his ear, “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now, right into the wall, ya cheeky bugger.”
Hands pushed his pants down and Rodney moaned, “Okay then.”
John was muttering in Carson’s ear, “He’s ready, Carson. I had him earlier.”
Unbuttoning his pants, Carson let them fall to his ankles as he pushed his aching flesh between Rodney’s legs, letting himself slid back and forth as he reached around to play with the scientist’s erection. His fingers traced the distended veins that stood out in relief, feeling his own cock twitch each time Rodney’s did. “So hard, luv.”
Rodney was rapidly losing the ability to speak and mumbled, “Cock ring.”
“So this might take longer for you,” teased Carson.
“Ungh,” moaned Rodney, his hands fumbling for some sort of purchase on the transporter wall, thinking only briefly how stupid it might have been to put the ring on so early. He’d planned on making it back to the room before starting anything. He’d wanted to prolong it there, not here.
Carson nudged his legs wider and entered him in one smooth motion, not even pausing as he started thrusting. John was right, Rodney was open and ready and pushing back against each thrust he made.
Standing behind Carson, John was playing with the string of beads in his lover’s ass, pulling the string just enough to force the first bead into the tight ring of muscle before releasing it, driving it back inside as the muscle tightened around it. Each time it slammed back into his prostate, Carson jerked harder into Rodney, making it impossible to establish any kind of rhythm. Both men were grinding harder and faster into each other desperate for completion, but John took them to the edge over and over, toying with the beads each time they built up speed and power.
Red faced and panting, “Carson finally had enough and twisted enough to push John to the far side of the transporter. That’ll be enough of that.”
Turning back to Rodney, he grabbed both hips and began thrusting in earnest. They’d taken him past the point of control and he needed release. He slammed into Rodney, sweat slicking the skin between them as his balls slapped against the scientist’s thighs.
Rodney was barely hanging on, mewling with each thrust as he teetered on the edge, unable to go over, the cock ring intensifying the sensations but holding him in check. His balls were pulled up tight by the unrelenting metal and even Carson’s dick hitting his prostate over and over wasn’t enough to give him release. The only thing that went through his mind was how incredible his orgasm would be when it finally came. “Harder, Carson. God, I’m so close.”
Fingers tightened on his hips, leaving bruises and Rodney felt Carson swell larger inside him, signaling his release. Rodney wanted to cry out, make him stop because he wasn’t quite there yet, and god it was so unfair. Carson suddenly screamed as John pulled the beads from his ass in one quick motion. Bucking forward, practically lifting Rodney off his feet, the scientist lost his breath, his mouth opening and closing, but nothing coming out. Holding Rodney’s hips in a death grip, Carson shuddered uncontrollably as he exploded deep inside him, mumbling incoherently as he pumped himself dry.
Pinned as he was, Rodney was helpless and when Carson slipped from his ass, he whimpered pathetically, “Nooooooooo….so close.” John was there to help Carson to the floor and turned to see Rodney sink to his knees, his chest heaving as he grabbed himself and began stroking his blood engorged erection. Tears fell as he pumped his own fist, desperate for release.
John’s hand settled atop his as he said softly, “Let me help.”
Rodney gasped between sobs, “Need…to…come. Please.”
Slipping behind him, John eased his hard length into Rodney’s ass, and smiled when his lover took him all. He started slow, letting Rodney adjust as he stroked his dick. Rodney thrust into his hand then pushed back, impaling himself on John’s cock over and over, mindful of nothing but his own pleasure.
Regaining the ability to move, Carson eased himself off the floor to lean into the wall, wiping the sweat off his face as he watched his two lovers establish a rhythm. John lifted Rodney up to where they were both more upright and settled him onto his thighs. Rodney’s head lolled back onto John’s shoulder, his body trembling uncontrollably as he moved closer and closer to release. It was erotic to watch Rodney sitting on John’s erection, riding him and Carson moved closer, his mouth finding Rodney’s nipples through his sweat soaked shirt. Nipping at one, Rodney jerked in John’s grasp and cried out, “Yes, yes…more.”
Replacing John’s hand, Carson gathered the precum that wept from Rodney’s cock and stroked him in long, firm motions as he continued to nip and bite on his lover’s nipples. John’s head was thrown back, fighting to keep from coming as Rodney wiggled around him. He wanted to feel Rodney come, but wasn’t sure he could last much longer. In a half strangled whisper, John pleaded with Carson, “Suck him.”
Dropping lower, Carson couldn’t prolong Rodney’s agony and enclosed his mouth around the hard, aching flesh and began sucking. Rodney took a deep gasping breath, arched violently into John and screamed as they both toppled backward. Barely hanging on, John felt Rodney’s muscles quiver around him and had to grab onto the thrashing scientist or risk him sliding away as his orgasm literally ripped through him, taking John with him. It seemed to go on forever, Rodney convulsing as he spewed stream after stream upward and gripping John’s dick tightly with each spasm of release.
John was begging through his own release, “Christ Rodney…stop! Too much.”
Carson watched in disbelief as both men experienced the fierce spasms until Rodney finally passed out from sheer ecstasy and John was able to pull his oversensitized flesh free. Rolling them both on their sides, John shook as tiny tremors assaulted him from within. Carson leaned closer, kissing Rodney’s tears and brushing the sweat-soaked hair off of John’s forehead. John smiled weakly as he looked up at Carson. “So cock ring must be a good thing.”
“Aye, so it seems,” chuckled
Rodney muttered tiredly, “Very good thing.”
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Author:
chaps1870Pairing: Sheppard/McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Toys
Disclaimer: No infringement intended. Just playing.
A/N If you're looking for a plot, don't bother. It's still just sex.:) This is for my beta
misty4me she knows why! ;)Part 2
Finishing earlier than planned, Rodney headed to the infirmary, his now sterilized toys in hand. Well in his pack actually, it wouldn’t look too good walking the halls of Atlantis with rubber dick in his hand. This was a secret even the Genii would not get out of him. Entering the infirmary, he was told Carson was in his office. Not bothering to knock, he walked in to find John on his knees sucking Carson’s brains out his dick if the look on the doctor’s face was any indication.
“You couldn’t wait ten minutes?” said Rodney with annoyance.
John rolled his eyes toward Rodney but didn’t pause in his actions. He gave a muffled reply, “Mmm mmm.”
Carson’s eyes were closed, blissfully unaware of anything but his cock in Sheppard’s mouth. Dropping his pack, Rodney rummaged through it for a couple seconds before slipping behind Carson. Holding out one hand, his other roamed Carson’s ass as he muttered, “Lube.”
Fumbling blindly around on the floor, John finally handed it to him. Carson just moaned. Slicking up a couple of fingers, Rodney eased the first one in, carefully avoiding Carson’s prostate for the moment. Hands clenched into fists, Carson groaned and tried to push Rodney’s finger deeper, hoping to find that pleasure spot, but Rodney withdrew his finger and added another, twisting and scissoring them, opening Carson further.
Nudging John with his foot, Rodney got his attention and showing him the toy in his hand he motioned for him to take over finger fucking Carson, freeing up his hands to implement his plan. John’s hands caressed Carson’s thighs and with a gentle push, the doctor widened his stance. Slipping his fingers free, Rodney watched John’s take his place, Carson none the wiser. He was panting heavily, needing release, but John had slowed down the pace, keeping Carson on the edge but not letting him go over as he sucked and finger fucked the doctor.
Rodney worked quickly, knowing it was getting to the point where Carson wouldn’t need stimulation to come, it would happen with or without their help. Using the lube, he generously covered the toy in his hand and gripped the first bead between his fingers. Guiding it to Carson’s ass he nudged John, giving him a heads up. John wasn’t stupid, he used his free hand to grip the base of Carson’s shaft to keep him from driving his cock down his throat when Rodney inserted the string of beads.
Carson whimpered when John removed his fingers from his ass, but Rodney moved fast and the first bead pushed past the tight ring of muscle. Carson cried out at the abrupt penetration of something foreign, more from pleasure than pain. John gripped his erection, keeping him from coming and stood up, his free arm wrapping around the doctor as his knees buckled. His breath coming in deep gasps, Carson’s head rested on John’s shoulder. He was trembling by the time Rodney pushed in the second bead and he pleaded with Sheppard, who was still holding his cock in a tight grip. “Let me come.”
“Shhh…not yet…soon,” whispered John, holding him close as he leaned over his shoulder to watch Rodney insert the two final beads in quick succession.
Jerking in John’s arms, Carson cried out, “What…what…are…you…”
Rodney nodded to John that it was done and he slowly released his hold on Carson’s leaking erection. John caressed the hard flesh in long, slow strokes. “Beads.”
“Oh lord.” Carson’s breath hitched and he thrust into John’s hand. The beads in his ass shifted, brushing his prostate and he groaned. His thrusts turned frantic, the beads working him to a frenzy and he grabbed for his cock, covering John’s hand with his own, thrusting faster and harder.
It was the beginning of the end and his body tensed as his balls drew up tightly and the burn started at the base of his shaft. Rodney took that moment to pull on the string of beads just enough to tease his entrance and released them. As they slammed back into his ass, Carson screamed, and came hard. "Aw crap!"
Only John and Rodney holding him in a tight embrace kept him from collapsing as his nerve endings lit up and he exploded, shooting stream after stream of thick ejaculate between himself and John. His body shook in the aftermath and hot tears gathered against his will from the power of his orgasm. He didn’t bother trying to stand up anymore, and let his lovers carry him to the couch where he fell in a heap, still breathing heavily. The beads in his ass still teased him and his body would jerk uncontrollably as a twinge of pleasure shot to his groin. His dick didn’t even twitch, but the ecstasy lingered.
He was quite content to just lie there, half dressed, enjoying the sensations. Rodney and John apparently had other ideas because after several moments they were dressing him and helping him to his feet. Standing up, he could feel the beads caressing his insides and he swayed on his feet.
John supported him with an arm around his waist and Rodney leaned in, nuzzling that sensitive spot under his ear. “Room.”
Carson sputtered, “Dear god, Rodney, do ya know what they’re doin’ to me?”
Evil fucker that he was, Rodney grinned, “Of course I do. That’s why I picked them out just for you.”
Reaching for Carson’s lab coat, John helped with it. “Here. Put this on, it’ll hide the worst of it.”
Jerking it out of John’s hand, Carson closed his eyes tight and bit back a moan as the beads rolled around, sending a shiver up his spine and a jolt of pleasure to his groin. “I hate you both.” He let them help him with his coat.
Snorting, they answered in unison, “No you don’t.”
Carson pulled his coat tightly around himself and stalked to the door, only to stop abruptly to lean heavily into the wall. His ass was tingling with pleasure and the signal to his groin was strong enough to get his attention, but he was still too soft to manage more than a twitch. He sighed, “Oh god, I’m not goin’ to make it.”
He did make it through the infirmary without embarrassing himself, but only because his lab coat hid his rising erection. A normal gait was almost impossible with beads dancing in his ass and once clear of the infirmary, he had to slow down or risk coming in his pants. Rodney and John bantered back and forth as they walked while Carson simply tried to stay upright and not focus on the wonderful sensations sparking from his ass.
“I told you a couple of toys, Rodney. Where did the beads come from?”
“My pack,” quipped McKay.
“Wise ass.”
Rodney rolled his eyes, “Oh please, again I note that no one is complaining.” He nudged Carson, “You complaining, Carson?”
Carson shook his head vehemently, “Uh uh.” He kept walking, resisting the urge to duck into the nearest room and jerk himself hard and fast until the ache went away. Glad the transporter was only steps away, he slumped against the wall, letting it hold him up as he readjusted his erection.
“How you doing, Doc?” asked Sheppard, leaning lazily against the opposite wall, a mischievous eyebrow raised.
“I’ve got beads in my arse. How do you think I’m doing?”
One look from Carson and John pointed at Rodney, “His idea, not mine.”
Glaring at John, Rodney sneered, “That is so juvenile.”
Not moving, Carson was able to regain some of his composure, “And where did you find beads, Rodney? I know you didn’t pack them from Earth or we’d have seen them by now.”
“Seems the Ancients believed in pleasuring the body as much as the mind.” Rodney’s eyes glazed over thinking about it. “We found where they kept their toys. Wait ‘til you see all the stuff. A whole room all to ourselves. The possibilities are endless.”
Carson groaned and turned his head enough to knock his forehead onto the wall a time or two in frustration. “Oh god.”
Rodney reached into his pack and pulled out the dildo, “Look, Carson.”
Frowning, John took it from Rodney, “Wasn’t this bigger? Did you pilfer more than one?”
“No, no. That’s what’s so fascinating about it. It’s the same one. You can actually make it smaller or larger, just by thinking it. Which is really cool when you think about it. You start out small, which would make penetration so much easier and slowly think it bigger so you can adjust along the way.”
Raising an eyebrow, John flashed him a lop-sided smile. “Cool.” He concentrated on the object in his hand and watched as it expanded.
Carson’s eyes widened and Rodney’s eyes drifted from oversized dildo to John’s crotch, “Guess you really are descended from Ancients.”
Wincing suddenly, Rodney lifted one leg slightly and adjusting himself, sighed. Carson and John were eyeing him strangely. He answered sheepishly, “What? The cock ring was pinching my nut.”
The next thing he knew, Carson him pinned face-first into the wall, his hands as frantic as John’s had been earlier. Rodney swallowed hard and squeaked, “Do I have a fuck-Rodney-into-the-wall sign on me or what?”
“Yes.” Carson pressed into his back and growled in his ear, “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now, right into the wall, ya cheeky bugger.”
Hands pushed his pants down and Rodney moaned, “Okay then.”
John was muttering in Carson’s ear, “He’s ready, Carson. I had him earlier.”
Unbuttoning his pants, Carson let them fall to his ankles as he pushed his aching flesh between Rodney’s legs, letting himself slid back and forth as he reached around to play with the scientist’s erection. His fingers traced the distended veins that stood out in relief, feeling his own cock twitch each time Rodney’s did. “So hard, luv.”
Rodney was rapidly losing the ability to speak and mumbled, “Cock ring.”
“So this might take longer for you,” teased Carson.
“Ungh,” moaned Rodney, his hands fumbling for some sort of purchase on the transporter wall, thinking only briefly how stupid it might have been to put the ring on so early. He’d planned on making it back to the room before starting anything. He’d wanted to prolong it there, not here.
Carson nudged his legs wider and entered him in one smooth motion, not even pausing as he started thrusting. John was right, Rodney was open and ready and pushing back against each thrust he made.
Standing behind Carson, John was playing with the string of beads in his lover’s ass, pulling the string just enough to force the first bead into the tight ring of muscle before releasing it, driving it back inside as the muscle tightened around it. Each time it slammed back into his prostate, Carson jerked harder into Rodney, making it impossible to establish any kind of rhythm. Both men were grinding harder and faster into each other desperate for completion, but John took them to the edge over and over, toying with the beads each time they built up speed and power.
Red faced and panting, “Carson finally had enough and twisted enough to push John to the far side of the transporter. That’ll be enough of that.”
Turning back to Rodney, he grabbed both hips and began thrusting in earnest. They’d taken him past the point of control and he needed release. He slammed into Rodney, sweat slicking the skin between them as his balls slapped against the scientist’s thighs.
Rodney was barely hanging on, mewling with each thrust as he teetered on the edge, unable to go over, the cock ring intensifying the sensations but holding him in check. His balls were pulled up tight by the unrelenting metal and even Carson’s dick hitting his prostate over and over wasn’t enough to give him release. The only thing that went through his mind was how incredible his orgasm would be when it finally came. “Harder, Carson. God, I’m so close.”
Fingers tightened on his hips, leaving bruises and Rodney felt Carson swell larger inside him, signaling his release. Rodney wanted to cry out, make him stop because he wasn’t quite there yet, and god it was so unfair. Carson suddenly screamed as John pulled the beads from his ass in one quick motion. Bucking forward, practically lifting Rodney off his feet, the scientist lost his breath, his mouth opening and closing, but nothing coming out. Holding Rodney’s hips in a death grip, Carson shuddered uncontrollably as he exploded deep inside him, mumbling incoherently as he pumped himself dry.
Pinned as he was, Rodney was helpless and when Carson slipped from his ass, he whimpered pathetically, “Nooooooooo….so close.” John was there to help Carson to the floor and turned to see Rodney sink to his knees, his chest heaving as he grabbed himself and began stroking his blood engorged erection. Tears fell as he pumped his own fist, desperate for release.
John’s hand settled atop his as he said softly, “Let me help.”
Rodney gasped between sobs, “Need…to…come. Please.”
Slipping behind him, John eased his hard length into Rodney’s ass, and smiled when his lover took him all. He started slow, letting Rodney adjust as he stroked his dick. Rodney thrust into his hand then pushed back, impaling himself on John’s cock over and over, mindful of nothing but his own pleasure.
Regaining the ability to move, Carson eased himself off the floor to lean into the wall, wiping the sweat off his face as he watched his two lovers establish a rhythm. John lifted Rodney up to where they were both more upright and settled him onto his thighs. Rodney’s head lolled back onto John’s shoulder, his body trembling uncontrollably as he moved closer and closer to release. It was erotic to watch Rodney sitting on John’s erection, riding him and Carson moved closer, his mouth finding Rodney’s nipples through his sweat soaked shirt. Nipping at one, Rodney jerked in John’s grasp and cried out, “Yes, yes…more.”
Replacing John’s hand, Carson gathered the precum that wept from Rodney’s cock and stroked him in long, firm motions as he continued to nip and bite on his lover’s nipples. John’s head was thrown back, fighting to keep from coming as Rodney wiggled around him. He wanted to feel Rodney come, but wasn’t sure he could last much longer. In a half strangled whisper, John pleaded with Carson, “Suck him.”
Dropping lower, Carson couldn’t prolong Rodney’s agony and enclosed his mouth around the hard, aching flesh and began sucking. Rodney took a deep gasping breath, arched violently into John and screamed as they both toppled backward. Barely hanging on, John felt Rodney’s muscles quiver around him and had to grab onto the thrashing scientist or risk him sliding away as his orgasm literally ripped through him, taking John with him. It seemed to go on forever, Rodney convulsing as he spewed stream after stream upward and gripping John’s dick tightly with each spasm of release.
John was begging through his own release, “Christ Rodney…stop! Too much.”
Carson watched in disbelief as both men experienced the fierce spasms until Rodney finally passed out from sheer ecstasy and John was able to pull his oversensitized flesh free. Rolling them both on their sides, John shook as tiny tremors assaulted him from within. Carson leaned closer, kissing Rodney’s tears and brushing the sweat-soaked hair off of John’s forehead. John smiled weakly as he looked up at Carson. “So cock ring must be a good thing.”
“Aye, so it seems,” chuckled
Rodney muttered tiredly, “Very good thing.”
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