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She’s got her mouth open now. Still looking up at my friend like he’s got all the answers.

Wald’s hands are on my hips. He presses forward until his cock is rubbing up against my ass. One hand slides down along the diagonal muscle of my waist and grabs my balls.

I suck in a breath of air and close my eyes. Holding in the moan that wants to escape.

But Brooke is giving Huck a sloppy blow job and I want to watch it.

So I open my eyes and see Huck staring back at me.

“Come here,” he whispers.

Which makes Brooke look over with surprise. “Holy fuck,” she says.

I can only imagine what she’s thinking.

Her with Huck’s fat cock in front of her face.

Me jerking on Wald as he leans into my neck, breathing hard with heady lust as his hand massages my balls.

“Come here,” Huck says again.

Wald lets go of me and presses his chest up against my back as he maneuvers around and walks into the sunroom, whipping his shirt over his head as he walks towards them. I follow. Because I want to see this.

I take off my suit coat and frantically undo the knot of my tie, whipping it through the collar. Huck reaches for me and starts unbuttoning my shirt.

Wald is already sitting on the couch. Already pulling Brooke into his lap. And by the time Huck is pulling my shirt down my arms, she’s sitting down on Wald’s cock.

“Fuck,” I whisper. And I don’t care that I still have pants on. I push Huck away and sit down on the top of the couch and angle my hips towards Brooke’s face.

“Put it in your mouth,” I tell her.

I don’t recognize myself when we do this. Something just comes over me and I can’t get enough. I want all of them at the same time.

Wald takes my cock in his hand and begins to rub the tip of it back and forth across Brooke’s lips. She sucks on her tongue for a moment, then spits on my head.

I have to close my eyes and appreciate that dirty little move for a moment.

But Huck distracts me when he pulls a chair across the floor and sits down, cock in hand as he pumps up and down his shaft.

“Take it,” Wald says, talking to Brooke. He pushes her head down until my cock slips past her warm, wet lips and she begins to suck.

I glance over at Huck and he mouths the word, Fuck, at me.

I’m not sure if that’s just him recognizing that we’re turning him on or if he wants us to fuck.

But Brooke is already moving up and down on Wald’s cock.

It dawns on me then. He didn’t wait for Huck. He didn’t get to go last.

But I don’t have time to think about what that means. If it means anything at all. Because he leans in and begins to kiss the side of my dick.

My fingers find their way to his head. Thread into his hair and then he pushes Brooke back and begins to suck me off.

Huck gets up and pulls his pants down a little as he walks over to us. He kneels on the couch on the other side of Wald and Brooke needs no encouragement to blow him next.

We are a tower of fucking. A pyramid of sucking noises, and bouncing tits and wet cocks.

Huck grabs Brooke by her hair and pushes her face into him. Holding her in deepthroat position until her lips are right up against his stomach and she’s struggling not to gag.