Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
He feeds me every sweet inch until I feel him sliding right up against my prostate.
The pleasure bursts through me so fast, I arch my back, feeling a warmth against my abs. I open my eyes, noticing the precum leaking. Colin swipes his hand through it and raises it to his mouth, giving it a lick, watching me like he wants me to see him feeding himself.
The guys around us are whispering to each other, and I can hear how much this is driving them wild—we’re driving them wild.
As Colin finishes with his snack, he thrusts back that final inch, my nerves shooting sensation through me, forcing my mouth open as I gasp from the intensity of the pleasure that’s coursing through my veins.
“God, you’re harder than usual now,” I say. “Keep it right there.”
“Whatever you want, little bro.”
He stills, and I rock my hips, sliding him in and out.
He closes his eyes, now his turn to revel in pleasure as I tend to that cock that’s been so good to me.
My arms are getting a fucking workout, but the way he’s holding me means I’m not having to put much weight on them. I roll my hips, pushing in and out, really trying to get him out to the head before slamming down so everyone can see I’m not intimidated by my bro’s big cock.
The more we get into it, the more I’m able to speed up my movements.
Colin fucking deserves this.
For understanding me the way he does.
For how good he is at giving me his cock.
For how good he’s been at intuiting my desires.
Now it’s my turn.
“You want to fuck me, don’t you?” I ask.
“Oh yes. Fuck yes. Please, Ash.”
“Not yet, but when you do, I want you to just lose your fucking mind. I want a fucking animal. Just take me like the hole that I am. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand.”
I stop my movements, leaving him hanging in suspense, his expression twisting up. “Fucking God, Cruel Ash.”
But I can tell by the strain in his voice he’s right where I want him, and I won’t torture him anymore.
“Fuck me, Colin.”
It’s just what I’d hoped for, all this pent-up frustration and excitement slamming against me in a moment. His hands grip my thighs firmly as he pounds my hole like he’s never fucking pounded it before, the slaps echoing through the room.
Sensation spirals through me. Intoxicating bursts on a spectrum of excitement. I’m fucking delirious with pleasure as my body twists and jerks with his movements, the rail revealing its age as it squeals.
As I survey the room, I can barely see straight, just faint images of eager eyes and smiles, men grabbing at their crotches to pleasure themselves.
All because of our little show.
“Just like that, Col. Drill me.”
As he picks up the pace, really getting in me deep, my moans are so loud, it’s like I’m calling out to alert the whole damn bathhouse about how good I’m getting it.
Colin leans close, taking a kiss. Our tongues work in a frenzy, and every kiss is a reward for how good Colin’s giving it to me.
He kisses and fucks me until we’re both thrusting together in a wild fit of chaos.
My arms are really starting to wear out, so I release the rail and hook them around Colin’s neck, tugging him close.
“Fuck me…right here…on the floor,” I tell him.
Colin’s his usual cautious self, getting on his knees carefully. I can feel him starting to lay me on my back when I say, “I want to be on top.”
“Gonna wear this dick out tonight, aren’t you?” he asks before licking up my lips.
He chuckles, and I notice the sweat soaking his bangs. I run my fingers through them. “Just giving you a little break.” I wink before sticking my fingers in my mouth, tasting his sweat.
His eyes widen with desire.
He pushes his legs out before lying back.
I take another glance at our audience. A lot of guys have moved into the room, surrounding us in a semicircle. Others are packed at the door.
Colin must notice too because he says, “And you were worried about…?”
“Shut it.”
I love this, how we can be doing this in front of all these guys, but we can still be silly, ridiculous Colin and Ash.
He thrusts up into me, and I roll my head back, really enjoying it, but I have other plans.
“No, no,” I say. “Just stay still. Let me.”
He obeys, and I get to work, rocking my ass back and forth. This hole is just to serve him. Just to get him to the end.
“Fuck, Ash…you feel so good. I love being in you like this.”
“I love it too,” I confess.
I rock back and really give the guys a show, letting them see how I can work Colin’s cock.
Between everyone watching and the way he’s striking my prostate, I know I can’t last much longer. But I want to give these guys an epic finale. I don’t want to let them down. Not when they were so good to come and watch us.