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Patrick must have started teasing Joey now because he moans against my hole, and I’m all for the vibration of his mouth on me. The three of us are making delightfully sinful noises; it’s obvious Joey loves this with how enthusiastic he is in every movement, and I wonder just how long it’s been since he’s prepped anyone this way.

The cap of the lube bottle clicks open behind me. Joey stills for a moment as he groans, and I assume Patrick is fingering him from the wet sounds filling the room.

“Fuck. Okay. Let me see that,” Joey requests between heavy breaths, and then cool liquid is dripping down my crack before his fingers push it inside of me.

My head drops to the mattress, and I moan again as I push back into his hand, eagerness taking over at the first feeling of being filled. I’m trying not to make any demands, but I don’t want this to be gentle. I want both of them to use me. I want to struggle to walk tomorrow. If this is their new vacation rule—and the first vacation we’ve ever been on—I want to take advantage of what is likely our one and only time together.

The thought urges me on, and I realize maybe staying quiet about what I want isn’t the best plan. I start fucking myself back on Joey’s fingers and pant out, “Another.”

“Someone’s bossy in bed, huh?” Patrick teases.

“I’m trying not to be too demanding here and let you guys decide what happens, but I’m honestly kind of desperate for both of you. Take turns with me?” I suggest as I look over my shoulder at them both. If this really is our only time together, I don’t want any regrets.

“I think we can manage.” Patrick chuckles as he continues to work Joey’s hole. “I’m sure Joey can’t wait to get in that tight ass. Can you, love?”

“Oh fuck. You’re so right about that,” Joey agrees with another moan, not losing any rhythm as his fingers continue to stretch me. “He feels incredible. Just wait.”

My blood is burning up. I love being the center of their focus right now while we all explore something new together. I’m not sure if I’m trying to let them know just how much I’m enjoying this, or if I’ve lost whatever filter usually exists between my brain and my mouth, but I hear myself muttering, “This is so hot.”

“Joey, you’re ready,” Patrick announces before a loud smack fills the room, no doubt him slapping his husband’s ass. My hole clenches around Joey’s fingers in response, and precum leaks from my tip.

“I am too,” I add, eager for their dicks inside of me.

“Joey, love, why don’t you take his ass first, stretch him open for me?”

The way they’re talking about me like I’m not here is sending literal chills down my body. I have no problem taking control in the bedroom if my partner wants me to, but watching Patrick command the room is incredibly appealing.

“Do you want me to suck your cock while he fucks you, or do you want to be spit roasted?” Patrick questions, and without hesitation, I know what I want.

“Second one.”

Patrick chuckles as Joey rolls on the condom and applies more lube to his shaft. Patrick comes around the side of the bed, big dick right in my face as he climbs on the mattress to kneel in front of me. Joey shifts my hips back toward the edge of the bed so that his feet are on the ground as he lines up with my hole.

I’m overwhelmed in the best possible way by the feeling of them both closing in on me as Joey’s dick nudges my entrance and Patrick’s hand cups under my chin to tilt my face up toward him. I meet his gaze with pleading eyes.

“If this is too much, tell me. If your mouth is full, lift your hand and push my stomach; I’ll immediately pull out. Okay?”

“Okay.” I quickly nod in agreement. “Now fill my mouth while your husband fills my ass.”

Patrick smirks down at me in challenge. The command was more forward than I’d intended, but it only seems to encourage him. “As you wish, sweetheart. Open wide.”

I drop my jaw and stick my tongue out while he runs his tip against it, leaving a trail of precum for me to swallow down before wrapping my lips fully around his girth. At that same moment, Joey presses into me slowly, and I’m reminded why I fucking love group sex as I get lost in everything that’s happening all at once.

“Mmmm,” I hum in contentment around Patrick’s cock as my ass stretches around Joey’s. The initial sting is a welcome experience I know will subside in a few seconds, so I set my attention on Patrick’s dick. It somehow seems even more massive as I stretch my mouth around his size, bobbing on him.

They must exchange a look over me because they both still at once, and then Joey is pulling out before slamming back into me, sending me forward on Patrick’s cock.

“Holy shit. He feels so good, babe,” Joey tells Patrick as his grip tightens on my skin. “So hot to think about you being inside of him next after I already was.”

“Hell yeah it is,” Patrick responds. “Every time you thrust forward inside of him, you’re sending my cock deeper down his throat too.”

“Fuuuck,” Joey whines, and I think it’s safe to assume they’re loving every second of this as much as I am. This is different than other group sex I’ve participated in because it’s them. I’ve fantasized about it for so long without actually believing it would happen. Now, having both of their big, masculine bodies looming over me as their huge cocks stuff me full on both ends, and the commanding way they’ve taken over—happy to use me for their pleasure—it’s all so much better than I’d even dared to hope. The thought makes me moan around Patrick’s cock again, and his hand immediately grips my hair, holding me still.

“Scotty, fuck, I’m going to come if you keep moaning around me like that.”

His cock is in my mouth, so I can’t speak, but I flick my tongue around the ridge of his head in acknowledgment.

“Switch?” Joey suggests, voice tight. He’s still gripping my hips as he slowly thrusts inside of me, causing me to bob on his husband’s dick with each shift. As much as I don’t want them to pull out and leave me empty, I like the idea of them both using each of my holes, and I know it’ll only be a moment as they shift. Joey pulls the condom off and quickly steps into the bathroom. I hear the sink turn on, so I’m assuming he’s cleaning the lube off while Patrick rolls a new condom on and snaps the lube bottle open.